The scent of the night is even more lonely and long. The stars and red crescent moon in the sky are separated by clouds and mist, and the light spots are dim. When you look at it, the fog is like silk and waterfall, as if the entire sky is shrouded in a layer of mysterious neon yarn.

At the top of a thousand feet high mountain, huge trees are towering in the sky and strange rocks are rugged. Lin Zong and his group found a flat place to temporarily rest and recover from the wounds.

Lin Zong's face was a little dark. One reason was that he had too much energy to run back and forth, and the other was that he was attacked by several black-robed men, and some of his meridians were damaged. It would take several days to fully recover.

He was in a low mood.

Guiyi Zhenren still fell. A feeling of sadness and sadness hit his heart. He sat there for a long time, looking quietly in the distance. Since the Shenfeng Continent came to the Jiuzhou cultivation world, Guiyi Zhenren is one of the few friends he has met. On the Feiling Painting Boat in Xingchen Tower, he was also the one he had the most talked about. Guiyi Zhenren suddenly fell, which made him feel a sense of horror.

This is no longer the Ziyun Continent, nor is it a place where he can call the wind and rain, and it is even less protected by Bai Mei and Tian Jizi. Here, he may fall at any time.

He couldn't help but warn himself. Don't be careless just because he has a few trump cards. Just a master in the Mahayana stage or even the late stage of the tribulation can keep him, let alone the existence of scattered immortals on it.

When Bai Lin and his brother saw Lin Zong sitting there, they did not dare to come up to disturb him. They had no choice but to squeeze together with Mrs. Meng, while protecting her Dharma and helping her to regulate her injuries, they communicated secretly.

When Lin Zong caught up, Guiyi Zhenren had already fallen. He used three secret techniques in succession, and even the gods and immortals could do nothing, let alone them. When the human power was finally exhausted, the Nine-level Immortal Palace was unkind. Guiyi Zhenren did not wait for Lin Zong to return.

I hope the sir will not be immersed in the sadness. Their situation is too dangerous. Bai Lin and his brother sighed secretly.

However, it was obvious that they were thinking too much. Lin Zong knew the situation at this moment better than them. The men in black obviously would not let them go. They just didn't know what trump cards they had. But since they could ambush the Star Tower, their trump cards would naturally not be simple. Lin Zong never puts his luck on others.

Although Lin Zong was in a low mood, he secretly instructed Yu Ling to pay attention to the movements around him. Once there was any danger, he would notice it as soon as possible.

On the other side.

Under the hazy moonlight, two young men silently buried the corpse for Guiyi Zhenren. One of them was named Jingyi and the other was named Jingxun. They were orphans adopted by Guiyi Zhenren since childhood, not brothers. But they were better than brothers, and their feelings for Guiyi Zhenren were even more affectionate than father and son.

At this time, the two of them exchanged their eyes, a little sad and a little hesitant.

"Senior Brother, what should we do?" Jing Xun said, but his eyes passed through the hazy light and stopped at Lin Zong's cross-legged seat.

Jing Yi narrowed his eyebrows and looked at him: "Master said that. After he left, he asked us to follow this monk named Lin Zong. And he was very kind to save us. We followed the Master's instructions."

"But, but Master asked us to share the resources and secrets of the sect with him. How can this be? This is accumulated by our sect for thousands of years. How can we just hand it over to an outsider?" Jing Xun was anxious.

Jing Yi was also hesitant and sighed, "Master has his own reason for doing this. Maybe this person is unique. In short, Master asked us to win over this person."

"Then you can't hand over the entire sect to him."

Seeing that he had a disagreement with his junior brother, Jing Yi was also anxious. He still agreed with his master's judgment. Lin Zong was able to return safely under the siege of several powerful men in the Tribulation Period, and he could see how shocking Lin Zong's methods were. At this time, it was no longer a matter of whether they surrendered or not, but that they had to follow others to survive and have the hope of walking out of the Star Mist Mountains.

He no longer cares about whether his junior brother agrees or not. He suppresses Jingxun's opinions as his senior brother and takes Jingxun toward Lin Zong.

Lin Zong looked at a booklet in his hand and sent away the two brothers and sighed softly.

"Brother Guiyidao. You have a heart. I am just a young monk in the Nascent Soul stage, afraid of letting you down. I know what you mean, and I will do my best to ensure their safety. It's just that things are different and people are gone, and they respect you. But there is a slight barrier to me. I hope things will not develop in a bad direction."

The two brothers handed him over the inheritance jade talisman of the sect. Did he really know that he could see it? Besides, he didn't think about taking advantage of them. This would save him from feeling guilty in the future.

Lin Zong looked at the two brothers who seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and shook his head.

"But." Lin Zong smiled at the booklet. "I copied this secret technique, but I wanted to explore the mystery. I just don't know if I can practice it."

Through the starlight, I suddenly saw the words "Little Movement" written on the booklet.

Only Mahayana monks can practice the small movement technique, and other monks can only stare at me. Even if Guiyi Zhenren spends his whole life, he will only spend a lot of essence, blood and vitality to protect the two disciples at the last moment. It can be seen how difficult it is to practice.

Lin Zongzheng was about to comprehend. Suddenly he frowned and stood up to look at the night somewhere far away.

"Sir. What's wrong?" Bai Lin asked.

Lin Zong shook his head. The Yu Ling had a warning before. A group of people were walking in this direction like stars and moon. He caught his spiritual sense and found that the people were close to them less than a hundred miles away. What made him frown was that there was an acquaintance among them.

There are two types of acquaintances: one is a friend and the other is an opponent.

Obviously this acquaintance belongs to the latter.

Lin Zong pondered for a moment and summoned Mrs. Meng and others to tell them the sudden situation.

"What. Six powerful men in the Tribulation Period. There are more than twenty experts in the Void and God Distraction Period." Mrs. Meng said in surprise. "I didn't expect that so many powerful men will survive in Xingchen Tower."

Bai Lin and the others nodded as well.

But when I thought about it, I suddenly realized that there were countless teams following Xingchen Tower. There were no strong people. No matter how strong the enemy was, there were inevitably many fish that had missed the net. However, one thing is certain that these fish that had missed the net were like them, facing the danger of being encircled. Lin Zong knew from the embarrassing clothes of the group that they had experienced how many battles they had fled here.

However, Lin Zong did not tell Mrs. Meng and others that this group of people is not ordinary strong. Among the six powerful people in the tribulation stage, two were in the late tribulation stage. Three people in the mid-tribulation stage, only one was in the early tribulation stage. If it were the black-robed man who attacked them before, it would not be enough for the two powerful people in the late tribulation stage to kill them.

More importantly, one of the people in this group hated him very much. Although this person was not a powerful person in the Tribulation Period, he was also a Dongxu cultivator around the Tribulation Period.

Therefore, it is still unknown whether this person is good or evil.

"From the direction they are going, they should be consistent with our purpose. They are all heading to the Forbidden Immortal Valley. It seems that we cannot avoid it."

Mrs. Meng was also a little unsure of attention and looked at Lin Zong.

"It is not easy to walk at night. Let's set up a formation first. I hope they won't disturb us." Lin Zong narrowed his eyebrows and said.

This group of people rushed to the road, and most monsters were no match for them. I believe that in order to arrive at the Forbidden Immortal Valley as soon as possible, they would not stay at night. They probably wouldn't care too much about them.

As long as nothing unexpected happens.

Mrs. Meng nodded and immediately set up a formation. As a senior formation master, the speed of setting up a formation was extraordinary. She skillfully pinched her handprints. Spiritual stones flew out, and in just a few breaths, the hill where Lin Zong and the others were was covered by a layer of mist. It would be impossible to find that there were monks here without looking carefully.

Time has just passed.

I saw the sound of wild beasts and insects around the mountain suddenly silent, and dozens of powerful auras rushed from afar. The next moment I was about to leave, but I heard one of them.

The six figures in front of him paused slightly. Then he heard a smile on his face. "It's just a few young monks. Let's go."

"Um."

The monks didn't care much. The reason they stopped was that they found that the formation was somewhat mysterious. It should be from the intermediate or above formation masters. If they were free, they could make friends, but at this time they didn't have that skill. The other monks also discovered the abnormality not far away from the mountain. However, they were all eager to go on a hurry at this time, and they didn't care. Only one of the bald monks showed a look of confusion on their face. For some reason, a figure in the formation just now gave him a familiar feeling.

In addition to the monks who passed the Tribulation Period could see the faces of several monks in the formation, as a top monk in the Cave Void Period, he could barely see the shadows of several people. He only felt that one of them was very familiar with them. However, he could not feel even a trace of the other party's breath. Naturally, he had no way to judge.

The aura of a monk is very unique. Sometimes his appearance can be changed, but his aura cannot be changed. Therefore, the realm of a person is mostly judged by his aura.

The group was about to go away.

"No. I am absolutely familiar with that figure. I remembered someone." The bald monk patted his forehead and his eyes lit up.

He hurried forward and found the monk in the tribulation stage who had just fawned in.

"Sun Yu. What's the matter?" The monk in the tribulation stage is a 50-year-old man in the green robe. He is one of the three monks in the mid-stage tribulation stage. He attaches great importance to Sun Yu's refuge. The monk in the cave void stage is also a master, not to mention that Sun Yu is still in the late stage of the cave void stage. When he returns to the family, he will indirectly be the backbone of their family.

Sun Yu whispered in his ear.

The old man in green robe frowned slightly. "The special spiritual weapon. The material is just as good as the top-grade spiritual weapon. Does that person have such material?"

"Yes. There is absolutely. Otherwise, if there is only one rare spiritual weapon, how could he bear to take it out?" Sun Yu said hurriedly.

"Fellow Daoist Lu Ming, why don't you leave?" Several figures rushed forward paused, and one of them turned around and frowned.

Taoist Lu Ming smiled and said, "I met a friend and wanted to say hello. It's delayed Qingchan and Qingxu's two Taoist brothers and you all."

He bowed apologetically.

"Oh. Even so, it's okay for us to wait a moment. But it's faster." The late-stage monk named Qingxu drew his eyes over the mountain where Lin Zong was, raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

"It must. It must." Taoist Lu Ming responded quickly and took Sun Yu to plunder Lin Zong and others immediately.

Lin Zong could see the scene in the distance clearly. An accident happened. However, the only one who came was the mid-stage monk who passed through the tribulation, he felt a little relieved.

While pondering, he gestured to Mrs. Meng and others and acted according to the opportunity.

"You are Lin Zong." Taoist Lu Ming rushed outside the formation and swept over Lin Zong and the others indifferently.

"Huh"

However, his eyes paused on Mrs. Meng in surprise. He felt familiar. At this moment, he suddenly recognized Mrs. Meng's identity. One of his tasks on this trip was to recruit Mrs. Meng on the Feiling Painting Boat, but he didn't expect to meet at this time.

His eyes flashed, and his eyes eventually fell on Lin Zong.

But he slightly restrained his arrogance. "I heard that there is a sword-like treasure on Fellow Daoist Lin. I don't know if it is."

"Hehe. It's natural that he has something on him." Sun Yu smiled at Lin Zong with a proud look on his face. He failed to target Lin Zong several times, which made him particularly hate Lin Zong. For a moment, he did not notice the change in Lu Ming's tone.

It was not that he had not recognized Mrs. Meng, but he had not considered it deeper for a while.

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