Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"Uncle Master, my disciple is ordered to welcome you back to the mountain."

Early in the morning of the next day, with his ‘mobile charging treasure’, Xia Yan finally waited for Bai Yujing’s visitor.

There are nine people in total, their white clothes are like snow, and their feather robes are floating, like little fairies coming out of mythology.

And their cultivation realm can be regarded as the title of little fairy, all at the level of Xuanxian.

"The master's sect is not bad. Even this young girl has the cultivation level of Xuanxian, and the strength of the entire dao can be seen."

In Xia Yan's consciousness, Monkey King and other guardian spirits were talking with great interest.

Hearing the words of the Bull Demon King, Monkey King said nonchalantly: "What can Xuanxian do? It is far worse than the master. Besides, even the golden immortal of the same realm is inferior to the master."

Tamamo's cold voice sounded.

"Stupid monkey, Da Hei Niu means that even these young juniors have the cultivation base of the profound immortal realm. I am afraid there are still many masters in the entire Baiyu Jingzhong, and the master, he first arrived, but he suddenly ascended to a high position. What do you think of the disciple’s psychological side?"

"Hmph, no matter what they think, if you want to be unfavorable to the owner, let them taste the taste of my sniper spear!" Little Nezha screamed.

Monkey King highly agrees, but he is not worried about this.

However, the words of the guardian spirit were also heard by Xia Yan.

His heart moved slightly.

What Yuzao said before is not unreasonable.

Later, Xia Yan looked at the respectful, energetic, and obviously really young fairies, not the little fairies who had changed their appearance by casting some spells. He asked: "You are in the Bai Yujing, which is the first generation. Disciple?"

He was very polite and did not dare to open his eyes to look at Xia Yan. Among the nine little fairies, one of the nine little fairies who seemed to be the leader, a little fairy with long hair in white clothes, lowered his eyelids, and said softly and softly: "My uncle, my disciple learned from the 103rd generation The disciple Wang Lin is a 104th generation disciple in the sect of the sect, and is mainly responsible for some trivial matters in the sect."

"The sisters who come with the disciples are the latest generation of disciples."

Xia Yan understood now, and nodded.

The little fairy who was talking seemed to think of something suddenly, and hurriedly said: "It's not strange to hope that the uncle of the master, the rules of this school are like this, sending us to meet the uncle of the master is definitely not the meaning of the uncle."

"In fact, only one disciple was enough to lead the way. It was precisely because it was to welcome the uncle master, that nine of us were sent from above."

"It means the nine poles of number, the supreme meaning."

Staring at the little fairy being cautious and even a little frightened, Xia Yan smiled faintly: "It's okay, you don't need to explain so much to me."

"It's okay, let's go."

After that, Xia Yan turned around and waved goodbye to the Mu family.

Under the leadership of the ancestors of the Mu family, a group of people in the Mu family hurriedly bowed and bowed, bowed to Xia Yan, and said in unison: "Respectfully send Master Uncle."

"Older people don't need to be like this. See you later." Xia Yan smiled slightly.

Old man...

Just this sentence made the old ancestors of the Mu family tremble, and a warm current surged in his heart.

If you want to be respected by others, you must first learn to respect others.

The ancestors of the Mu family are older than ten Xia Yan. Although due to the rules of the family, Xia Yan's seniority and status are respected, but this old predecessor is enough to express it. This is Xia Yan saying goodbye He didn't say goodbye as the ancestor of Bai Yujing.

In Xia Yan's heart, he already recognized the Mu family and regarded them as friends that could be made.

Obedience to status and power and the sincere gratitude are always two different things.

The Mu family is not stupid, all the elders cast gratitude and excitement at Xia Yan.

Since then, their Mu family got Xia Yan's friendship, so how could they not be excited.

This scene fell in the eyes of the nine little fairies who came to greet Xia Yan. Not only the leader, but the other eight spontaneously opened their little cherry mouths slightly.

Huh? ?

This seems a little different from the legendary Uncle Master.

The fairies blinked their big eyes.

In the legend they heard about Xia Yan.

I heard that when in the first world, Xia Yan was a murderous demon who stirred up the chaos in the world. He was known for his cruelty and caused thousands of big girls to think about it, and damaged the reputation of many good girls.

It seems to eat children at night, it's so evil...

Xia Yan didn't know that he hadn't been to Bai Yujing yet. His disciples and grandchildren were like the hardworking bees, collecting information about him from various channels.

Of course, whether it is good or bad, from the mouths of countless people, there are countless versions, just like the messy oriental mythology system, when there are more people talking, there will be no authenticity.

All in all, I finally got a three-headed and six-armed man who drank the jade liquid and ate the dragon liver and phoenix marrow. Every day he sat on the throne built of bones, hugged left and right, and preferred to tie the goddess with an iron chain. The Slave Demon...

Ok……

Fortunately, Xia Yan didn't know, otherwise, he might really have to be a big demon king, and give a good blow to these rumors.

Along the way, he flew towards Bai Yujing's location, but Xia Yan didn't expect someone to wait for him halfway.

Ok? !

The people in front...

In Xia Yan’s gaze, there was a middle-aged man in black shirt riding a weird mount. His gaze was cold, especially when he looked at him. At that moment, it seemed that he was about to press his uncontrollable killing intent. Want to rush over.

Behind the middle-aged man in black shirt, a man and three women stood quietly.

Similarly, when these three looked at Xia Yan, they didn't have the slightest emotion in their eyes, as if they had already regarded him as a dead person.

"bad!"

"The one in front is the Master Tongtian of Biyou Palace?!"

"How could he appear here, it's impossible!"

The news that Xia Yan killed the disciple of the Biyou Palace had already spread, and the faces of the nine little fairies changed completely, and they did not expect to meet the Master Tongtian here.

The former saint, the leader of the Taoism of Biyou Palace, actually appeared in person.

Xia Yan heard the exclaims of the little fairies, his heart sank sharply.

Obviously, those who are not good will not come.

"Why? We have already embarked on the route to Bai Yujing. In fact, we have already isolated the world and are not known. There are more than 60,000 routes to Bai Yujing. Every time we go out of the mountain, we go out and go back. The route will change."

"This is a route that only our people in Bai Yujing responsible for this matter may know. It is impossible for the Master Tongtian to find the trace of the uncle master."

"Except, not...unless..."

The leading little fairy murmured, his face gradually becoming ugly.

She didn't dare to say the latter words.

"Unless someone tells Master Tongtian about this route in advance." Suddenly, Xia Yan said it for her.

He is not stupid.

It seems that Yuzaoqian's worries are still small, and someone in Bai Yujing has betrayed his news.

The little fairy showed a bitter face and nodded hard.

There is only one possibility!

Xia Yan's heart suddenly chilled.

Bai Yujing is not the holy place in his imagination. Sure enough, there is no absolute purity in this world. Any place with people will be filled with darkness.

Bai Yujing is no exception...