"Junior brother, you also brought out the magic weapon from the sect..."
After the conversation between Zhang Ming and his senior sister came to this point, the two people in their spiritual consciousness suddenly switched to sound transmission, and the Ustu spiritual consciousness outside the courtyard wall could no longer hear it for a while.
He couldn't help but feel anxious. The other party actually had a magic weapon that could deal with the fake infant monks. This news was so important.
Although Zhang Ming and Zhang Ming were inexperienced, they suddenly switched to sound transmission when talking about important things, which shows how important what they said was.
Wustu felt that his consciousness was immediately isolated by an invisible barrier.
"Damn it!"
A haze flashed in Wustu's eyes, and his figure appeared on the courtyard wall the next moment. The formation restrictions on the courtyard wall did not have much effect on him. .??.
He just quickly pinched a spell with his fingers, pointed his finger quickly, and then his figure appeared in the courtyard.
Looking at the house in front of him, Wustu carefully stretched out his consciousness and carefully observed the restrictions in front of him...
After a few breaths, Wustu had left the courtyard where Li Yan was. On the way back, he felt a little reluctant.
"The restrictions laid down are very clever. Unless they are torn apart by force, it will take at least a long time to break them!"
He only tried to break through four or five breaths, and decisively chose to leave. Even if he broke through the restriction again, what the other party wanted to say had already been said.
In the room, Li Yan smiled.
"Then Wustu came here to inquire about the news and did not choose to do anything secretly, but how can my information be so easy to find out?"
Then, he gave a thumbs up to Zhao Min, who was sitting opposite.
"Senior sister has also learned how to act, how brilliant!"
Zhao Min glanced at Li Yan with a pair of shining black eyes, and then stood up. The man walked out of the room with his long ponytail swaying, leaving only a faint scent...
In the early morning of the next day, the entire Jumu clan suddenly became lively.
Yesterday, after Wustu returned home, he told the story about someone coming to compete for a spot in the "Wood Spirit Pond".
Originally, once a few golden elixirs decided on this kind of matter, even if the tribesmen below had opinions, they would not dare to express them.
But after hearing Wustu's words, many Jumu clan members originally thought that the monk who rescued Agushi was kind-hearted, but now they all know that the other party took action, and they actually had to pay such a high price.
"Wood Spirit Pond" is a holy land that everyone in the giant wood clan wants to enter, but there are only three places available once every hundred years. Who doesn't want to quickly improve their cultivation level, and who doesn't want to ascend as soon as possible.
At this time, there were actually foreigners who wanted to get a share of the pie, which made many people feel hostile.
When Li Yan and Zhao Min entered the martial arts arena, they discovered that there were three to four thousand Jumu clan members with different cultivation levels.
There was hostility, dissatisfaction, teasing, excitement, and nervousness in the eyes staring at them one by one.
The nervous ones were Agushi and Aini standing in a corner. , Aisan three people.
They were able to be reborn, of course, thanks to the two monks in front of them. Although the other monks had their own intentions, they felt closer to Li Yan and Zhao Min than to these strange tribesmen.
Aini, in particular, was in awe of Zhao Min.
Although the woman in white has extremely high cultivation and does not look cold all day long, her character is not really that cold and heartless.
Aini got the most beautiful woman's dress for the first time in her life. In the first few days, she felt like she was in a dream. She just hoped that she would not wake up from the dream.
After returning to their clan, they received many cultivation resources that they had never dreamed of before.
Of course, it also includes various spiritual weapons and spiritual treasure-level clothes. The set of clothes that Zhao Min gave her was treasured by Aini.
That was the most beautiful memory in her life. At that moment, she forgot about the killing and blood, and was filled with longing. In her heart, she regarded Zhao Min as the goal she would pursue throughout her life.
"Senior, you will definitely get what you wish for!"
Aini was thinking in his heart that Agushi and Aisang were also looking forward to Li Yan winning their opponent. Aisang even ignored the dissatisfied looks from around him and began to whisper to himself.
"The two seniors came all the way from Tianlan Grassland and fought against all odds. How could such a fight fail?"
Aisang didn't care much about the provocative looks around him. In his opinion, he could kill a large number of the so-called masters among these tribesmen with one shot.
While those Tianlan clan monks were training themselves, they were also grinding out the monks who were wandering on the verge of death among the seven clans!
Everything in front of him made Agushi feel helpless and nervous. The things he had to consider were not as simple as Aisan and Aini.
"The two elders in the clan, Elder Tingshan, who has the lowest cultivation level, is already in the middle stage of the Golden Core. Senior Zhang and the others are really uncertain about the outcome of these two battles..."
After Agushi went back yesterday, of course he also inquired about Wustu and Tingshan's cultivation. Especially when he heard about Wustu's strength, he took a deep breath.
However, all this was no longer something he could participate in. He could only silently pray for Li Yan and Li Yan in his heart!
Li Yan and Zhao Min paid no attention to the various emotions and gazes around them. They also saved people. They should have been able to get the "reward" directly, but now they seemed to owe each other.
Regarding this situation, they had all the worst plans before coming to the Giant Tree Clan. After all, it was a treasure that even Nascent Soul cultivators could be moved by.
They even thought that if there was a Nascent Soul cultivator in the other clan that they couldn't afford to offend, and they directly stood up and said that the two of them just couldn't use the "Wood Spirit Pool", then there would be nothing they could do.
I can only keep this matter in mind, save my life first, and wait until I have cultivated enough in the future to get it back in multiples.
Now this situation is quite manageable, it just requires a little more trouble.
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are here early enough, please come here first!"
Just when Li Yan and the two entered the competition area, a majestic and rough voice came over.
Li Yan and Zhao Min had already scanned the entire martial arts arena with their spiritual consciousness. Ting Bixiao was sitting on the high platform outside, and Tingshan was sitting there on the other side, staring at them with burning eyes.
The moment Tingshan saw Li Yan and the two of them, his aura started to fluctuate slightly. It was obvious that this man was very aggressive.
Not seeing Wustu, Li Yan smiled in his heart and walked quickly with Zhao Min towards the high platform where Ting Bixiao was.
As Li Yan and the two took their seats, more and more Jumu tribesmen gathered outside the arena, and they were full of people talking about anything.
With Li Yan and Zhao Min's ears, they could certainly hear it clearly, and there were even some dissatisfied voices inside.
However, given that Li Yan and the others were too high in cultivation and that Ting Bixiao was here, they did not dare to make it too obvious.
Li Yan seemed not to hear this and continued to chat with Ting Bixiao in a low voice.
What they said had nothing to do with this fight, but Ting Bixiao took the opportunity to inquire about the details of their escape from Tianlan Grassland.
At first, Tingshan on one side listened with interest, and occasionally asked questions, but how could Li Yan tell the truth.
In his words, walking out of Tianlan Grassland felt a bit relaxing and freehand.
As time went by, Tingshan lost interest and kept looking outside the competition arena.
However, Ting Bixiao was not so easy to fool. They had been inquiring about the news on Tianlan Grassland in recent days. Although they were short of time, they also got some shocking news.
Among them was Tie Lianggu, the arrogant disciple of the Great Heavenly Master, who suddenly disappeared a few days ago and no longer wandered around the grassland as before.
Counting the time of disappearance, it was exactly when Zhang Ming and the others were about to leave Tianlan Grassland.
At the same time, another piece of news stated that a Jindan from the Tianlan tribe who was skilled in assassination might have died. This news came from Tingyun Kingdom, and the time was also in the same few days...
Just like this, about half an hour later, Ting Bixiao also frowned, feeling strange in her heart.
"Yesterday, Wu Tu wanted these two people to look good. How come he hasn't shown up yet?"
He didn't think that Ustu would be timid. Ustu was a vicious person and was ruthless in his attacks. He had never been timid towards anyone in his class.
Even if you push him into a hurry, you won't hesitate to take action.
"Chief, what's going on with Ustu? It's not like his behavior!"
Tingshan finally couldn't help but ask. He had been waiting impatiently for a long time. In his opinion, he could start fighting if he could, and forget it if he had beaten him.
As for the quota in the "Wood Spirit Pond", it actually means that if the opponent loses, ask him to give up. There is no problem in giving the other party a spot.
After all, he is the direct descendant of Ting Bixiao, and he is the leader in everything.
Ting Bixiao was a little anxious at this moment, and when she was about to call someone to check on Wustu, a tall young man from the Jumu Tribe pushed aside the crowd and walked quickly towards the high platform.
Seeing the person coming, Ting Bixiao suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart. He knew that the person coming was Wustu's eldest disciple.
As the man quickly climbed onto the high platform, everyone's eyes were focused on him.
The tall young man looked a little anxious. He stopped a few feet away from Ting Bixiao. After a hurried salute, he said in a quick and low voice.
"Clan leader, something happened to our master!"
Although his voice was not loud, due to his identity and his unusual behavior in coming in a hurry, he had already attracted everyone present.
Although these people have different levels of cultivation, they are all monks. Therefore, except for some low-level disciples who were far away and did not hear clearly, most of the people who heard clearly had a look of shock on their faces.
"Something happened? What happened? Tell me quickly!"
Ting Bixiao was stunned. Seeing Ting Bixiao's expression, the tall young man felt a little more relaxed.
"It shouldn't be the fault of the clan leader!"
Recently, the Giant Tree Clan has been purging traitors, and Wustu has shown his dissatisfaction with the execution of his clan members on the surface, which makes people think that it was Ting Bixiao who did it.
After hearing Ting Bixiao's words, the tall young man couldn't help but glance at Li Yan and Zhao Min sitting on one side, but what he saw were two calm faces.
This made the tall young man wonder if there was something wrong with his other guess.
"My master's magic power suddenly began to disappear last night. After swallowing various pills, instead of getting better, he has now lost most of his magic power.
And it’s getting more and more difficult to breathe, and I’m already in a state of consciousness that is sometimes awake and sometimes blurry..."
"What? How could such a thing happen? I'll go over and have a look!"
Ting Bixiao's expression changed. This incident happened so suddenly that he didn't react for a while.
Tingshan on the other side also had a look of astonishment, and his body like a hill suddenly stood up. At the same time, he looked at Ting Bixiao with a puzzled face.
He also had some doubts that this was his brother's doing.
"Is his skin all over his body grey-brown? The faster the technique runs, the faster the magic power disappears!"
At this moment, Li Yan's voice suddenly came over.
"Why, does Fellow Daoist Zhang know what happened to Wustu?"
Ting Bixiao suddenly turned her face, her aura suddenly surged, and the surrounding space was faintly distorted, bringing out waves of whimpering and whistling sounds.
His tiger eyes were filled with coldness, staring at Li Yan, and he was very likely to take action immediately!!
