MTL - Self-cultivation of Male Supporting Role-Chapter 340 will be more

As soon as the voice fell, an exotic woman fell in front of Hang Yunsan. Although she looked embarrassed, she did not delay her beauty at all. Taking a closer look, this person is not the precious concubine Baoyin, who else could it be?

He was quite surprised in his heart, saying that he was confident in Shi Yan's father's ability to hide his whereabouts, and there was no problem along the way. How could he be discovered at this critical moment?

Judging from this situation, it should be the other party who discovered it early and came to find them on purpose!

Immediately, Shi Yan appeared beside him, the big iron sword in his hand pointed directly at the woman on the ground, and only then did he have the mood to answer Hang Yunsan's doubts: "Of course I leaked it on purpose, can we really foolishly chase after her nest? "

It's a pity that Hang Yun spread the letter, and Baoyin on the ground didn't believe it. People were very confident and tried to get up from the ground slowly, not paying any attention to Shi Yan's big iron sword.

He didn't take the two seriously and said, "Yunsan, my good boy, you learned badly from your man-eating devil father, and learned to act in front of your mother.

Thankfully, I thought you were really a good boy with a heart.

What a pity. "

It's a pity that Hang Yunsan kicked him back when he was halfway through the climb. Unfortunately, the foot was a little heavy, and Baoyin vomited blood.

This time, Baoyin's gentle surface can no longer be maintained. No demeanor or temperament is needed. He supported his body with his arms and sneered at Shi Yan and Hang Yunsan: "I really thought this land in the extreme north was a Can you two hairy boys come in and out at will? Even if my good brother sends all the masters in the big house to follow you, he will still be here for me!"

As they spoke, there was silence around the three of them. Hundreds of people dressed in uniform exotic costumes and veils, with only two eyes showing, and holding weapons in their hands, silently surrounded the three of them. live.

Just like ghosts.

All of them glared fiercely, as if the two of them really did something to Baoyin, and these people could swarm up and tear them into pieces and eat them.

Hang Yunsan didn't even know where these people came from. At least according to his skills, he really didn't find out when these people appeared around them.

He said in his heart that he was really careless this time, and he couldn't say that he really wanted to explain his little life here. I hope that Shi Yan's father can be a human again and take his ashes to Jiangnan and bury him with his clan.

However, there is no doubt that Shi Yan can escape smoothly.

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't show the slightest on his face. It could be regarded as the kung fu he had learned in the palace these days. Pointing at the embarrassed precious concubine with the knife in his hand, he said, "Then let's see who will die first between us. Is it my knife that is fast, or is it the fast-moving chops of yours!"

Hang Yunsan is also straightforward. Before he finished speaking, he had already taken the initiative to attack and attacked Baoyin on the ground decisively. He had a deep memory of Shi Yan's remarks that the villain died of too many words before.

There are indeed many people who like to see the opponent's regret, pain, unwillingness, despair, etc. on the enemy's face when they are about to succeed, and then kill the enemy to be able to feel refreshed to the greatest extent.

But he doesn't.

He just wanted to bring people to a complete conclusion first, and then some people were willing to listen to his glorious history.

It's a pity that this attack was not as successful as he thought. When the knife was about to touch the opponent's neck, and there was only a finger distance in the middle, he stopped abruptly, and couldn't make an inch.

Hang Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, he used two more strength in his hands, gritted his teeth and sent the knife forward.

The treasured knife, which can blow and break hair, just stopped in front of Baoyin's fragile neck, and there was no way to do it.

Hang Yun's heart was relieved and he understood that there is something strange about this woman, but he is not stupid. Although Baoyin looked like she was invincible, her face quickly turned pale at this moment. The spirit and energy are much weaker, like a patient with a serious illness.

In other words, this kind of operation is extremely harmful to Baoyin's body, and looking at her actions, it is estimated that she will not last long!

Therefore, Hang Yunsan did not give up and tried to attack Baoyin in all directions.

Shi Yan originally stood aside and swept the array to prevent Baoyin's subordinates from suddenly rushing up to hang Yunsan's back, but he found the clue. These subordinates who followed Baoyin were too quiet and calm.

Under normal circumstances, when you see your master being bullied to the head, no matter whether you can beat him or not, at least try to rescue him, right?

But these people don't, just watch, and have no intention of making a move.

Either these are tool people who have no heart for Baoyin, the master, or they are very sure that nothing will happen to Baoyin.

Shi Yan thought it might be the latter, so he took action to interrupt the confrontation between Hang Yunsan and Baoyin.

After Hang Yunsan was forced to stop fighting with Baoyin, he used the long knife in his hand as a support, and half kneeled on the ground, panting. Through the cold moonlight around him, Shi Yan saw the cold sweat on his forehead.

It's not right, it's very wrong.

No matter how bad Hang Yunsan is, he is still a master. He won't be so weak until it's time for a cup of tea with Baoyin.

Baoyin, who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment, is now sitting cross-legged on the ground. Her pale complexion was like a delusion by everyone. At this time, even if the moonlight was cold, Shi Yan could clearly see her ruddy complexion and lustrous eyes. There was a god, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and the whole person seemed to have eaten Shiquan Dabu pills.

Facing the direction of Hang Yunsan, he giggled: "good boy, it's no wonder that your father can't bear to not take action against you and is waiting to use you to make alchemy. Your practice of breaking the immortal clan is indeed a great supplement."

It's a little bit more informative.

Hang Yunsan held the long knife in his hand for a while, and then sat on the ground, gasping for a few breaths, looking at Shi Yan, pointing at Baoyin over there, and said somewhat incredulously: "She also practices That evil art!"

Without a head or tail, Shi Yan squatted beside Hang Yunsan, pinched his wrist for a moment, and understood what Hang Yunsan meant.

"I see, those people who were sucked up by your father as a tool man have similar symptoms to yours." Shi Yan sighed, "What is your life? As a result, your mother is not a good thing. You just picked ready-made peaches and just wanted to **** you dry.

For this reason, Bu Sa went around in a big circle, pretending to be seriously injured, to trick you into letting go of your guard. "

Saying that, Shi Yan patted Hang Yunsan's back a few times, and Hang Yunsan spat out a mouthful of black blood, which made the person feel much better.

Surrounded by the two subordinates, Baoyin probably felt that the two of them could not escape. Yes, he said to Shi Yan, "I didn't intend to do anything to you at first, after all, your father called me my sister for so many years, so I'm also your elder.

But you absolutely shouldn't, you shouldn't be involved in the affairs of our Zhexian clan. "

Hang Yunsan was so tormented and weak, Shi Yan couldn't dislike the use of the **** shovel officer, so he simply sat next to him and let the other party rest against his shoulders for a while.

Although this action, it feels like something is not quite right.

Hang Yunsan was not polite. After leaning on Shi Yan's shoulder, he felt a long sigh of relief in his heart. He felt that under the current situation, he could last for a while. He closed his eyes and rested, and he did not forget to compliment Shi Yan: " Dad, you have finally become a human being, I am really moved, and I have an inexplicable feeling of being protected as a son."

Shi Yan snorted coldly, "I can't give birth to a son older than me."

The precious concubine saw that the two ignored her, and she was not angry, and even made a fire around her very leisurely. Those subordinates were very discerning, like an outing. Not only was there a roaring fire among the three of them, but the ground was covered with a good fur blanket, and the tender leg of lamb was grilled on the fire for a while, sizzling with oil.

In front of Shi Yan and Hang Yunsan, there were also two glasses of drinks that were said to be special products of the Northland. Just smelling it gave them a lot of stamina, and they looked very intoxicating.

A posture of wanting to talk to the two of them for a long time.

Hang Yunsan suddenly understood which song was sung, leaned on Shi Yan's shoulder, and whispered in a voice that everyone could hear: "Just now, I thought in my heart that the villain died of too many words, so I thought about it. Don't talk nonsense with the other party, just do it directly.

Unfortunately it didn't work.

But looking at the scene now, the woman on the other side should think exactly the opposite of mine. She thinks that we have become turtles in a urn, birds in a cage, and can't fly out of her Wuzhi Mountain, so she wants us to listen to her all these years. Nowhere to brag about the past, look at how the emotions we both showed after hearing those **** things, how to please her. "

When Shi Yan picked up the wine glass on the ground and smelled it on the tip of his nose, he knew that nothing good was added to it. With a wave of his hand, the glass of wine was all sprinkled on the burning fire, making a stinging sound.

Only then did he calmly answer Hang Yunsan: "I'm not blind again, I see it."

Bao Yin, who was opposite the two, showed no signs of being irritated by their rude words and deeds. Instead, he looked like two ignorant juniors, with tolerance and kindness in his eyes.

Hang Yunsan got goosebumps from this disgusting look in his eyes, and muttered in his heart: It's a pity not to be provoked.

Shi Yan didn't think it was a pity, on the contrary, he seemed very interested in Baoyin's story, and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation: "Junior all ears, you can start."

Baoyin laughed, very satisfied with Shi Yan's knowledge of the current affairs, pointed at Shi Yan with a slender finger and said, "Your temperament is more likable than your father, if your father is facing the current situation, he will attack him. Just a wave, make yourself happy, unlike you, you don't talk much."

Shi Yan: "…"

Hang Yunsan: "…"

Are you afraid that you have misunderstood me?

This is not only a misunderstanding, but a big misunderstanding. Seeing Hang Yunsan, who looks like a poisonous inkstone snake out of date, as long as he thinks about it for a while, he can't help shivering.

Baoyin was complacent and smug, but he didn't notice what was wrong with Shi Yan and Hang Yunsan, raised his neck and took a sip of wine, smiling like the number one beauty in the North: "Ayan, if it wasn't for your father to find me What's wrong with my body, I even tried to trace my origins.

If it wasn't for your sudden appearance, I took down the Demon Sect and the Southern Martial Arts one after another, ruining my plan, and I wouldn't have returned to the North so quickly.

At least before coming back, he must get something back.

But it doesn't matter now, the two of you took the initiative to send it to your door, which can be regarded as making up for the loss of my previous hard work for decades. "

Shi Yan was also very concerned about the details: "I saw a lot of traces about the Tianmo clan near Shimen Town before, and there was a mural, and the clothes of the people painted on it were 70 or 80% different from yours now. resemblance.

It's all about this time, can you help the little nephew? "

Baoyin laughed happily, pointed her finger at the tip of Shi Yan's nose and said, "You are just like your father, you are full of hearts and minds, you really can't hide it from you.

That's right, the very first Heavenly Demon Sect was separated from my Zhexian clan. They didn't follow the rules of the clan, they wanted to associate with those lowly mortals outside, and they even longed for their way of life, and they wanted to be humble! "

Shi Yan: "…"

Hang Yunsan: "…"

The origins of the Surprise Demon Sect and the Baoyin clan were no longer taken into account. The two of them only had one word in their hearts: How narcissistic is this, so that you can truly regard yourself as an immortal?

Hang Yunsan said directly: "Could it be that he has given himself the name Zhexian, so he really regards himself as a god?"

Baoyin snorted coldly, threw the wine glass in his hand, the wine glass rolled to Hang Yunsan's feet, and was kicked back to Baoyin by Hang Yunsan unceremoniously, only then did Baoyin say: "What is a god? Where do you people's pursuit of, yearning for, and the unrequited spirit of breaking the immortals come from?

It was spread as the Tianmo people entered your Central Plains.

It was originally a practice that everyone of my Zhexian clan could practice and use to strengthen their body. It was the traitors of the Tianmo clan who brought our clan’s practice to the Central Plains. "

Regarding this point, Shi Yan had already guessed that it was Zong Chixian. After several years of contact, he also had expectations in his heart. The only one who was really shocked was probably Hang Yunsan.

At first, he was shocked that the ancestors of their Demon Sect were actually in the same family as Baoyin's ancestors.

Second, he was shocked that the method of breaking the immortal mind that made Zong Zhixian, the first martial arts master, turned out to be only a basic exercise for strengthening the body.

But when he turned his head to look, his father Shi Yan was still indifferent, which gave him a sense of security. After personally feeling the evil spirit of this woman, Hang Yunsan no longer had the obsession that he had to take revenge in person, and the ashes could It was his last wish to be taken back by Shi Yan's father to be buried with his family.

Shi Yan was not affected at all, as if he was completely attracted by the other party's statement, he asked, "Then why you came out of the mountain to set things right?"

Baoyin was delighted by Shi Yan's words, and laughed very happily, and then answered Shi Yan like a charity: "Naturally, since they gave up my noble status as an immortal clan, they still delusionally want to own me. The talent of the Immortal Race will naturally be punished!"

Speaking of this, Baoyin was even more delighted: "Blessed by the ancestors, those traitors left the settlement of our Zhexian clan and became one with ordinary people. They lost the favor of their ancestors, and they became ordinary people. The innate talent, the immortal-breaking exercise to strengthen the body, has little effect on them.

From generation to generation, to this day, the Immortal-Bending Cultivation Technique that everyone in the Immortal Immortal Clan can use is like a life-threatening poison to the people of the Demon Sect.

In recent generations, the Immortal Bending Technique has become a taboo in the Demon Sect, and few people know its existence and origin.

It's the best reward!

But how can these be? The clan decided to teach them a profound lesson, so they sent me out to walk. Sure enough, whether it was the old emperor or Hang Yuansheng, they were both stupid. As long as I released a little bait, they would fight each other, and they could sit down without much effort. Reap the benefits of the fisherman. "

Shi Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was noncommittal about Baoyin's retribution. Instead, he had a rough guess that Zong Zhixian had practiced the exercises and had a tendency to go crazy in the end.

I originally thought that I could get some clues from Baoyin, but looking at the narcissistic energy, I thought that I had never thought about the problem with my head.

Hang Yunsan was shocked again. He never expected that the magical method of breaking the fairy in the rivers and lakes was related to the large-scale incident of entering the demon in the records of their demon sect.

Since then, the Demon Sect has changed its previous behavior, and its reputation in the arena has deteriorated day by day.

On the contrary, it was Shi Yan, who was really like a curious baby, and continued to ask: "Hang Yuansheng's single-handedly absorbing the practice of his loved ones for himself was taught by you. My nephew looked at your hand today, and he could easily learn it. Sucking away Hang Yunsan's kung fu is much smarter than Hang Yuansheng, is it also a secret technique in your clan?"

Baoyin admitted it very calmly and proudly: "This is natural. Do you know why our family claims to be the Zhexian family? It is rumored that our ancestors were instructed by gods and people in this extreme northern land, obtained a skill, and cultivated to the extreme. Even the immortals above the nine heavens are not our opponents.

Since then, the ancestors have studied and practiced hard in this extreme northern land, and slowly they have the current Zhexian clan.

I know that you mortals don't believe it, but since you are all good children, and you will make sacrifices for the development of our immortal clan later, it is not impossible for you to know.

Before the elders of my clan passed away, the heirs had to absorb all of their exercises. In the long run, the kung fu of the elders in my clan would be unfathomable.

Your so-called No. 1 master in the Central Plains, in front of the elders of our clan, is like a child, which is really ridiculous.

Since I was born, I was designated as the next heir. Naturally, I was very familiar with this practice. I taught it to Hang Yuansheng, but he did some tricks, so that he could only absorb the skills of his close relatives. "

Although Hang Yunsan hated Hang Yuansheng very much, hearing this woman's casual attitude made his fists hard.

"Did you know that you killed countless women by doing just a few tricks? Up to now, the women who were killed by Saint Hang Yuan are still imprisoned on the top of Wulan Mountain, and they were born with Saint Hang Yuan. The child prepared for Hang Yuansheng to practice the exercises?"

Baoyin obviously didn't care about the lives of ordinary people. He didn't even bother to answer Hang Yunsan's question.

However, what was harder than Hang Yunsan's fist was Shi Yan's unforgiving mouth.

"Damn Zhexian! It's the name of the villain when you hear it, who's a serious sect, not the name of Zhongzheng Pinghe? What Shaolin, Wudang, Qingcheng, Diancang. You can't just give your ability, What is Zhexian called? Is it so good to be an immortal?

Taking the name of Zhexian, do you really think that you are higher than the immortal?

Don't you have a clue about what you are? Do you want to eat and drink? Are there any emotions? Do you use gold and silver jewelry? Do you envy our mortals who go in and out of cars and BMWs, and are extravagant?

There are six dirty things with more filth inside than anyone else. Go out and ask, except you treat yourself as a thing, who can really believe your nonsense?

Could it be that you have told a lie a thousand times, and you have taken it seriously? "

Originally, apart from the conversation between Shi Yan and Bao Yin, the surroundings were terrifyingly quiet, but now when Shi Yan's voice fell, Bao Yin's face was gloomy and terrifying, and the people around them also exuded a gloomy aura.

Hang Yunsan was very happy, feeling that Shi Yan had provided him with new ideas, leaned on Shi Yan's shoulder, and asked Baoyin's direction very curiously: "By the way, dare to ask you high-ranking Zhexian people, one by one. Are they all the fairies who drink dew and eat the morning glow?

Do you fart? What about shit? Is there a thatched hut in the clan? Which fairy is in charge of picking the big shit?

Do you farm? Do the vegetables in the field feed with manure? Oh, I shouldn't have asked this question, you are all higher than the immortals, so naturally you don't need to think about it.

Blame me, blame me, for the first time I heard someone claiming that the whole clan is superior to the immortals, I am too curious, please forgive me! "

After he finished speaking, he didn't care that the surrounding air pressure dropped a few more layers, and whispered in Shi Yan's ear: "This is really the end, Dad, do you hear? The inner strength that has been passed down for hundreds of years has come to this woman's generation. I don't know how thick the foundation is, this time I'm afraid it will hurt you!"

Shi Yan reminded: "Let's not say whether this is true or false, that is, there is really someone who can absorb hundreds of years of internal force in one breath without bursting to death. That person is also an elder in their clan, and his skill is still there. It's not Baoyin's turn to absorb it, so what are you afraid of!"

Hang Yunsan couldn't be bothered to roll his eyes: "what am I afraid of? Look at these people around you, there are hundreds of them, all of them are on the same level as me, plus a Baoyin who doesn't know the depth..."

Baoyin's voice sounded in the ears of the two of them: "If you don't eat a toast or eat a fine drink, then leave it all. Sure enough, the little brat that has been stained with the blood of mortals outside is vulgar and disgusting!"

It is said that Saint Hang Yuan tainted her noble bloodline of Baoyin, and the bloodline of Hang Yunsan that was born was impure, which made her look down on her.

Hang Yunsan silently leaned on Shi Yan's shoulder and rolled his eyes, almost making his own eyes go wrong. His mother's narcissism to this level is unique.

Shi Yan slapped Hang Yun's forehead: "don't pretend, I know you're alright, get up!"

Saying that, he also stood up, raised the big iron sword, and faced Baoyin.

Baoyin was surprised for a moment: "It really is your father's seed, there are two brushes, the air is full of the smell of my family's secret medicine, and it is not poisoned."

Shi Yan: "That can only mean that you have lived in the north for a long time, and you can't keep up with the trend of the outside world. You treat it as a secret medicine hiding a treasured lump, and outside it is a cheap thing for everyone."

Baoyin snorted coldly, not bothering more about it, and glanced proudly at the sword in Shi Yan's hand: "All of your kung fu comes from our clan's mind, what chance do you have to win against us? less pain."

Shi Yan's mouth twitched slightly: "Who told you that I can only use your family's immortal folding technique?"

The young master knows a lot!