Immortal Renegade

Chapter 88 Mourning the Tribulation ([-])

Teng Huayuan smiled grimly, his eyes revealed monstrous murderous intentions, and he secretly said in his heart: "Li'er, great grandfather is here to avenge you." Thinking of Teng Li, Teng Huayuan couldn't help but feel sad, the fourth generation of the Teng family is the most Attention, the talented junior was killed suddenly like this.

After Teng Li's death, Teng Huayuan conducted a detailed investigation and finally understood the reason. Except for Wang Lin, he hated all the idle people who caused Teng Li's death.

At this time, the immortal monk sighed leisurely and said, "Fellow Daoist Teng, I have already figured out that person for you before. Why do you still want to find someone close to him in Jue Ming Valley? Forget it. Come on, Fellow Daoist Teng, it's too bad to hear this kind of thing spread out."

Teng Huayuan's face sank into the water, staring at the monk without saying a word.

The cultivator smiled wryly and shook his head, touched the ancient mirror in his hand, made a gesture with his right hand, and patted it lightly, and the ancient mirror suddenly flew out of his hand, hovering in mid-air, as if looking for a direction, but after a long time, the ancient mirror turned left and right, always Unable to find the final direction.

The monk frowned, knowing that there were too few clues to provide, so he flicked his sleeve, and at 01:30 the ancient mirror in the air with his right hand, the small mirror returned to the monk's hand immediately.

The cultivator bit his fingertips, quickly drew a symbol on the mirror, and threw it again. This time, the mirror was strong against the wind, and immediately became several times larger. The mirror surface was crystal clear, with layers of glittering ripples.

The mirror tilted, illuminating Teng Huayuan.

"Don't be surprised, Fellow Daoist Teng, this old mirror needs to absorb the cursed energy from you and that person," the cultivator said with a solemn expression.

A trace of black gas emanated from Teng Huayuan's forehead and quickly penetrated into the ancient mirror. The ripples on the mirror surface became more and more, and under the layers of ripples, a large mansion slowly reflected into it.

Teng Huayuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and after taking a look, he stared at the immortal monk without a word.

The cultivator hesitated for a moment, sighed softly, made a move with his right hand, the ancient mirror floated down, and instantly increased several times, becoming the height of a person, the cultivator smiled bitterly, and stepped into the mirror.

Teng Huayuan grinned wickedly and followed.

After the two entered the mirror, the ancient mirror quickly shrank and eventually disappeared without a trace.

There is a small town a hundred miles away from this place. The Wang family is located in the countryside of ten miles and eight. Know.

The Wang family was originally a carpenter, and they owned several workshops and shops in the town. In the eyes of outsiders, the Wang family could almost be said to be the largest family within a radius of dozens of miles.

In the whole town, the most luxurious one belonged to the big mansion of the Wang family. On this day, the sun in the sky was like a big furnace, scorching the earth.The doorman of the Wang family's ancestral house was leaning against the door rail, holding a fan to keep away the heat.

The blue cloth gown on his body, his back and front chest, was already soaked with sweat.

"This damn weather, it's so hot that people can't live." The guy took off his jacket and fanned it hard with a fan.

At this time, the door of a side room in the house was pushed open, and a girl dressed as a maid came out, holding a celadon bowl, turned left and right in the house, and soon came to the gate, saw a small After the guy, Pu Chi smiled and said, "Brother, drink a bowl of sour plum soup to relieve the heat."

The young man turned to look at the girl, and he immediately smiled brightly. He took the celadon bowl, drank it dry, and his whole body felt cool, sighed, "The gentlemen will still enjoy it, this iced sour plum soup is really delicious, little girl, you came out. At that time, did you not let Young Master Hao see it?"

The girl took the fan, and immediately fanned the man, and said with a smile: "Brother, don't worry, the young master didn't see me, I ran out when he was not paying attention. Besides, Master Hao is good, It's okay to see it."

The guy enjoyed his sister's fanning, nodded and said, "That's right, Young Master Hao is an immortal, how can you have the same knowledge as us, little sister, you have to show more, if you can be accepted by Young Master Hao as a concubine, then at that time. Your brother, even if I'm in the early stage, give me a deacon to work, and I'll be satisfied."

The girl blushed, gave her brother a white look, and said, "Brother, you have been in the Wang family longer than me. I heard that there are three young masters selected as immortals, but I have been here for three years. Besides, I saw Young Master Zhuo come back once, and there is no third person."

The man said proudly: "I really know about this. The third young master, called Wang Lin, is incomparable to Master Hao and the others. I heard that he is..." He just said this, and suddenly stopped, looking blankly. up against the sky.

I saw a long rainbow coming from the sky, and it landed on the ground in the blink of an eye, revealing a young man in a black shirt. The sword spikes fluttered, with a breath of dust, and they were born leisurely.

But if you look closely, you will find that he is no longer young, with fine lines at the corners of his eyes, and the arrogance of the past has disappeared at this time, and there is a hint of vicissitudes.

"Zhu... Master Zhuo." The young man stammered and hurriedly bent over.

The girl was also startled by the way the other party fell from the sky, and hurriedly stood behind her brother.

It was Wang Zhuo who came. He frowned, glanced at the man, and said, "Your name is Wang Tao, right?"

The guy didn't expect Wang Zhuo to remember his name, so he was refreshed and said quickly, "Master Zhuo, the youngest is Wang Tao."

Wang Zhuo hesitated for a while, then said slowly, "Wang Tao, who told you about Wang Lin? What did you say?"

Wang Tao's heart trembled, and he said quickly, "Yes...it was the housekeeper and the others who said that Young Master Lin probably had no face to come back, and they also said that he was a waste in the past, trying to snatch the qualifications of immortal cultivation with you."

Wang Zhuo was silent, and after a long sigh, he seemed to be talking to himself and said to Wang Tao, "He has the courage to leave the sect, but I don't..."

Wang Tao was stunned. He heard Wang Zhuo's words, and he was immediately puzzled. At this moment, a young man suddenly walked out of the house. This young man was dignified and handsome, standing not far away, looking at Wang Zhuo, and said plainly: "Wang Zhuo, long time no see."

Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "Wang Hao, we haven't seen each other for three years, you've changed a lot."

Wang Hao's face showed melancholy, and both of them fell silent.Buddy Wang Tao and his sister stood by and didn't dare to breathe. Looking at these two people, Wang Tao knew that they were the pride of the Wang family, the immortals above.

"Is there any news about Wang Lin?" Wang Hao said in a low voice.

"Since he left the Hengyue faction, there has been no news." Wang Zhuo said with a complicated expression on his face.

"What are you doing now? In Xuan Dao Sect, with your aptitude, you should be able to be favored by many elders." Wang Hao sighed and asked.

"It's hard to say. I'm currently on the No. 11th floor of the condensate period. I broke through after entering the back mountain after I won the competition last year by luck." Wang Zhuo said bitterly.

At this moment, the whole sky suddenly darkened, the originally hot temperature dissipated in an instant, and a huge mirror appeared silently in the air. Step out of the two.One of the two has the spirit of immortal style, and the other is shrouded in gloomy meaning.

A great coercion fell from the sky in vain.

Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao's expressions changed greatly, and they didn't dare to take a deep breath. Wang Zhuo quickly clasped their fists and said respectfully, "Junior Xuan Dao Zong Wang Zhuo, greet the two seniors."

The cultivator of Xianfeng Daogu was stunned, glanced at Wang Zhuo, and said, "Xuan Daozong? Do you have proof?"

Wang Zhuo was terrified and had a bad premonition. He quickly took out a jade slip from his storage bag to prove his identity. The monk grabbed the jade slip in his hand, and took a look at the jade slip. Then he glanced at Wang Hao and said: "You too?"

Wang Hao was shrewd, but he nodded without any hesitation.

Teng Huayuan snorted softly, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly made two "bang, bang" sounds, the head of the guy and his sister standing beside Wang Zhuo immediately exploded, and blood splattered everywhere.

Two yellow smoke and dust floated out from the bodies of the two, Teng Huayuan waved his right hand, and a small black flag floated in the air, and the two smoke and dust under the scroll were immediately absorbed into it.

Immediately afterwards, two painful faces appeared on the flag, it was the man and his sister.

"Today, there are no chickens and dogs here!" Teng Huayuan said gloomily, and with one step, he passed Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao, and walked into the house.

As for Wang Lin, he quickly escaped in the Cassia Valley. Behind him, two men and one woman were chasing after him with murderous expressions.

As he was running, Wang Lin suddenly felt a pain in his chest, as if there was an invisible awl that was piercing fiercely. This pain was not a physical injury, but an ethereal pain that came from the soul.

An inexplicable panic and irritability rose from his heart.

(End of this chapter)