Chapter 370: The opening of the Wanmiao Palace, a powerful alliance
"Four guardians?"
Lin Fan looked horrified.
The four guardians of the son of the Demon Lord who were trapped in the Lingyun Cave were definitely not simple characters.
Thinking about how he had just escaped from the hands of such a terrifying old guy, Lin Fan was shocked.
"That's right, Blood Spirit and Blood Demon, and two others followed my fiancé to this lower plane. As a result, the other two guardians were killed by the forces of all realms. I thought that Blood Spirit and Blood Demon were also dead. Unexpectedly, they still survived tenaciously."
"It seems that as long as Blood Spirit and Blood Demon are still alive, my fiancé will definitely have a chance to escape."
Jia Lan said with a firm look.
However, since she knew that there was something wrong with the practice method she practiced, Jia Lan's good impression of the son of the Demon Lord has weakened a lot.
Even, there was only hatred in her heart.
At this moment, Jia Lan took the initiative to tell Lin Fan these, naturally with the intention of letting Lin Fan notify the immortals of Wanfa Temple and Sanqing Daomen to kill Blood Spirit and Blood Demon directly.
But Lin Fan knew that as a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, if he rashly got involved in these things, it would be no different from seeking death.
Now, he might as well be content.
As for the Blood Spirit and the Blood Demon, Fahai and Daoqing were the ones who were giving them a headache, so Lin Fan didn't have to worry too much.
"Fellow Daoist Jia Lan, I know what you mean, but the Blood Spirit and the Blood Demon are one of the four guardians of your fiancé. Their realm is probably far above the Nascent Soul stage."
"Perhaps for some reason, they can only exert the combat power of the Nascent Soul stage, but they are not something that we Jindan cultivators can deal with."
"I think I have some skills, but going against an old guy like the Blood Spirit is definitely no different from seeking death. So, don't mention it."
Lin Fan was determined not to get involved in the affairs of the Blood Demon and the Blood Spirit, which made Jia Lan very disappointed.
After hearing this, Tianluo Shenjun, who was also in the jade bottle, couldn't help laughing.
"Fellow Daoist Lin is indeed very intelligent. Fellow Daoist Jia Lan is still too naive. Do you really think that the methods of those old guys can be compared with those of you younger generations? If you let Fellow Daoist Lin deal with the blood spirit, whether he succeeds or not, Fellow Daoist Lin will become the target of public criticism. And you will also fall into the hands of the human cultivators."
"If you are lucky, your soul will be crushed directly and fall into reincarnation. If you are unlucky, you will be treated as a demon pet and a furnace, which is not good."
The God of Tianluo is fearless. His sarcastic remarks immediately exposed Jia Lan's little thoughts on the spot.
Perhaps Lin Fan's warning last time worked. Jia Lan snorted coldly and said no more.
Seeing this, Lin Fan secretly praised the God of Tianluo.
"It's still the old fellow Tianluo Shenjun who knows the righteousness and knows what's important. Otherwise, if I was fooled by Jia Lan and told Daoqing and Fahai about the blood spirit in a fit of anger, I'm afraid that the blood spirit would be killed, and I would be targeted by the strong men of Sanqing Daomen and Wanfa Temple, and I would never have peace in this life." Lin Fan thought secretly.
However, before he could be happy for long, Tianluo Shenjun suddenly laughed: "Fellow Daoist Lin, I just helped you a lot, you have to give me some benefits."
"This... Senior is very real. But what benefits do you want?" Lin Fan said.
No matter what, Tianluo Shenjun, Jia Lan, and I are all grasshoppers on the same rope. Giving Tianluo Shenjun some benefits appropriately can also help unity.
Otherwise, the people's hearts are scattered and the team will be difficult to lead.
"Hehe, I have no other request, I just want Fellow Daoist Lin to change a new bottle for me." Tianluo Shenjun laughed.
Lin Fan looked embarrassed.
"Senior, I promised you and Fellow Daoist Jia Lan that I would find you a place to stay. These days, I was busy with other people's affairs and almost forgot about it. I will go back to Luoxing Island to see if there is anything good for you to live in!" Lin Fan laughed dryly.
Unexpectedly, Tianluo God Lord hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist Lin, don't misunderstand what I mean. I want you to change a smaller bottle for me and Fellow Daoist Jia Lan, you know..."
Lin Fan was confused.
But he couldn't help but secretly complain in his heart.
What do I know?
I am a pure cultivator, don't lead the rhythm!
...
But he didn't know that when Lin Fan, Tianluo God Lord, and Jia Lan were talking about the blood spirit and the blood demon, Gui Li, who was full of ghost spirit, had already appeared in the Golden Dragon Palace in the depths of the Boundless Sea.
At this moment, he was drinking with the golden dragon.
In the Golden Dragon Palace, there were bursts of drums and music, and fairy music was lingering.
There were countless young girls from the demon clan dancing.
But Gui Li didn't care about these.
He frowned and looked at Jin Long.
"Fellow Daoist, don't forget what you promised me!"
"Don't worry, Ghost King. I am one of the few powerful people in the late Yuanying period in the Wuya Sea. What's more, I still need to rely on your magical powers to find the Xuantu Divine Stone this time, so I dare not neglect the things you told me."
Jin Long looked very happy and was very enthusiastic towards Gui Li.
This surprised Gui Li.
But soon, he talked and laughed with Jin Long as usual, and the atmosphere seemed very harmonious.
At the same time, in a vast mountain, a dilapidated Taoist temple stood on the top of a mountain that towered into the clouds.
Surrounded by pine trees and white clouds, it was quite fairy-like.
Although the Taoist temple was a dilapidated building, there were four big characters "Sanqing Daomen" written on the gate in a flamboyant manner.
At this moment, a monk in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, wearing a cassock, was sitting opposite an old Taoist.
There was a steaming cup of spiritual tea in front of the monk. No matter how much he drank, the water in the spiritual tea did not decrease at all.
There was a glass of wine in front of the old man, and the mellow aroma of the wine overflowed. The old man took a beautiful sip, and soon the wine glass became full again.
This group of monks is naturally Fahai and Daoqing.
"It's a bit of a waste to use your awesome talent on these little tricks like chickens and dogs. If you really have the ability to refine the Sanqing Thunder Fire Talisman of your Sanqing Dao Sect and directly destroy the devil kid under the altar, we It's a lot easier." Fa Hai frowned slightly and stared at Dao Qing without concealing it.
However, Dao Qing chuckled: "You are a bald donkey who is both greedy, angry and foolish. Your mood will be unstable in the future. It will be much more difficult for the old Taoist to aspire to become a god. However, the old Taoist invites you here this time, and he will not listen to your lectures. ”
When Dao Qing said this, he immediately pointed to the void above his head and said mysteriously: "Bald Donkey, I heard that the Wanmiao Shrine is opening this time, and the ruins of Lingmiao Garden are coming. Do you want to go and see it with me? ?”
Fahai was slightly startled.
His eyes glanced at Dao Qing and he couldn't help but sneer.
"Niubi, you don't have to talk to me anymore. My sky-viewing skills are much better than yours. This time the Wanmiao Temple is opened, although there are many dangers. But there is also a hint of wealth and nobility hidden in it. Maybe it is You and I have a great opportunity. Naturally, I won’t back down.”