One day later, when Li Yan stepped into the main hall of the "Luo Xing Valley" sect master, he saw three people sitting above him.
Xingbo sat in the middle, and two people sat one after another under his right hand side.
One of them was a middle-aged Taoist priest with a celestial spirit. He looked about thirty years old, with black eyebrows and a huge sword box on his back.
He holds a snow-white fly whisk in his hand, occasionally flicking it gently, and the fairy wind comes out of the dust. This person's cultivation is not inferior to that of Xingbo, and he is also in the late stage of Jindan.
"Outer Sword Monk!"
The moment he saw this Taoist priest, Li Yan thought of the sword cultivators of the Outer Sword Academy of the Shibu Academy. Their most obvious symbol was the huge sword box behind them.
Most of them practice the sword formation method, which is extremely powerful, sharp and vicious.
The person below the middle-aged Taoist priest made Li Yan stunned, because for a moment Li Yan couldn't tell whether the person was a man or a woman.
He has fair skin, a slender figure, is covered in a glazed robe, has thin eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a face like a peach blossom, and a handsome appearance with a touch of beauty.
Judging from his clothes and long, loose hair, he must be a man. Li Yan glanced at his throat and chest, and finally confirmed it, but he was still amazed in his heart.
"It's really hard to tell the difference between male and female. If there were a slight change, who would know he is a man!"
The man in the glazed robe must have seen a strange look in Li Yan's eyes. He just looked back with a smile, showing no strange look. Apparently he was used to this.
His cultivation level has reached the realm of fake infants. Li Yan has long heard Xingjie talk about the situation of the invited people, so he naturally knows who these two people are.
Seeing Li Yan entering the main hall, all three people in the hall looked at him. Xingji laughed and raised his hand to point at the two people as he stood up.
"Junior brother, these are the sect leader Feng Moru of the 'Qingfeng Sect' I told you, and the two fellow Taoists Xuan Caijun, the second elder of the 'Liupan Palace'!"
Li Yantong took advantage of the situation and cupped his fists and raised his hands.
"Zhang Ming has met two fellow Taoists!"
The two men stood up slowly with smiles on their faces, and Qingfeng Sect Feng Moru said a salute.
"Brother Xuan and I met Elder Zhang for the first time. We both stayed behind in the sect before the ceremony and were unable to attend. I hope Elder Zhang doesn't take offense to it, hehehe!"
Feng Mo came straight to the point and gave him a greeting first. His move made people feel that he was no stranger to him, and the relationship was much closer at once.
"Exactly, exactly! However, I have heard of Elder Zhang's name for a long time. In the sect war back then, his fighting power was extraordinary. He jumped over the ranks and killed Yu Rong. He was really powerful.
Recently, he has been able to fight alone against the three golden elixirs of the 'Ghost Dragon Clan', which is admirable and admirable!"
Although Xuan Caijun's voice is not as clear and sweet as the woman's, it is still very clear and has a different flavor.
At the same time, the two men were also looking at Li Yan up and down.
They had also heard some rumors about Zhang Ming. He was actually proficient in the art of poison cultivation. According to the legend, he was a physical cultivator, so how could he know the cultivation method of Fa Cultivation? Moreover, he should be quite proficient in it.
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"His voice alone probably
It can charm many female cultivators!"
Li Yan thought in his heart, with a smile on his face as well, and just said a few words to express the curiosity of the other party.
"Everything is just a fluke. Most of the outside world is just exaggerating the rumors. There are countless things that are done, but it makes the two fellow Taoists laugh!"
Then, Li Yan moved to the chair on the other side.
Xuan Caijun and Feng Moru's eyes flashed, both thinking in their hearts.
"A fluke? You killed a monk from the 'Ghost Dragon Tribe' who is in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir. I heard that including the 'Old Dragon Dragon Clan' he has not been seen in these years. I think he is detoxifying and healing his injuries!"
Xing Jie laughed. He knew that Zhang Ming didn't like others talking about his affairs.
"Now that junior brother is here, let me briefly explain the next plan. Can you guys see if there is anything wrong?"
Feng Moru and Xuan Caijun were both mature in years, but they still kept smiles on their faces. They sat down and looked at Xingbo, as if they were listening.
After Li Yan saw the other party sitting down, he sat down with a smile.
"Najiang Baibi is now hiding in the Black Forest Villa under the pseudonym Song Rongdao.
It may be that he was almost beaten to death by his master back then. More than a hundred years have passed, and his cultivation has only just reached the late stage of the Golden Core.
But we don’t rule out the possibility that he’s hiding his cultivation, but he’s definitely not a Nascent Soul cultivator, that’s absolutely certain!”
"Black Forest Villa? Fellow Taoist Xingyi, are you talking about the 'Black Forest Villa' on the border of the Black and White Demon Clan?"
Xuan Caijun frowned after hearing this. He had heard of such a small sect that cultivated immortals, but he was not familiar with it. It was just that the memory of immortal cultivators was too strong.
Therefore, when Xingbo said it, he immediately thought of some information that he had heard from others.
Feng Moru, on the other hand, had never heard of this small aristocratic family of immortal cultivators, so he made no comment and listened to their conversation quietly.
"Oh? It turns out that Brother Xuan has heard of this sect, and he is indeed well-informed.
It was exactly where Brother Xuan said. In order to avoid our sect's pursuit, Jiang Baibi chose to settle at the border of the demon clan. This was something that my uncle and I did not expect.
The border between the Black and White Demon Clan is vast, and there are constant frictions all year round. Small fights often occur, and it is not stable. Most of the monks in the past did it for experience.
In addition, Jiang Baibi knows that the ‘Luo Xing Valley’ is a human race monk, and he rarely goes past the border to avoid being targeted by the black demons. This hiding really required us to investigate for hundreds of years.”
Xingbo first flattered Xuan Caijun invisibly, and then explained.
"I have only heard of such a place, but I don't know much about it. Is this 'Black Forest Villa' located within the territory of the Black Demon Clan, or on the side of the White Demon Clan?"
Xuan Caijun shook his head and immediately asked this question
Very critical.
"Hahaha, please rest assured about this. The 'Black Forest Villa' is still within the territory of the White Demon Clan. This kind of small sect cannot be tolerated by the Black Demon Clan, and the possibility of being annexed is extremely high."
After listening to Xing Ye's words, Li Yan found that Feng Moru and Xuan Caiqun's expressions were obviously relaxed!
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The sky is getting darker and darker, the blue sky and white clouds gradually disappear, replaced by a gray sky.
The green mountains and green waters below also slowly disappeared, and tall, thick brown or black trees filled the entire field of vision. Each big tree was like a huge pillar reaching into the sky, thrusting straight into the gray sky.
The bark is rough and cracked, like deep dry ravines covering the trunk, and the broad leaves are as heavy as pieces of thick rock formations, hanging on the thick branches.
It gives people a heavy and depressing feeling.
Looking at the changing scenery below, Li Yan's memory went back to more than 20 years ago.
Although this is not Tiandu City, nor is it the small village where he woke up, it is the scene he saw when he first came to this continent.
The breath between his mouth and nose was mixed with demonic energy and entered his body. Only at this point did Li Yan feel a real feeling in his heart.
"Demons!"
He has lived in a place without demonic energy for so many years, and has slowly lost some of his feelings.
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On top of a light yellow ruler, the light flickered and moved towards the sky silently.
There were four people standing on it, and what they needed to say had already been explained clearly.
The four of them are people who don't like to talk much. Along the way, apart from some occasional necessary exchanges, they rarely spoke to each other.
Staring down, he suddenly spoke softly.
"This place is not far from the 'Black Forest Villa'. Although my magic weapon can avoid the induction of most golden elixir monks, for the sake of caution, we still go down here and then sneak carefully all the way."
Xuan Caijun chuckled.
"Oh, it's all up to fellow Taoist arrangements!"
Feng Moru and Li Yan also nodded and had no objection.
Their previous plan was to get close to "Black Forest Villa" first, and then make new plans at any time. There was no specific formula.
Xingbo only knew that there was a 50% chance that Jiang Baibi would stay in the villa. How were the guards at the villa? How was the guard formation? He wanted to know more about it, but he was afraid of any unexpected surprises.
Therefore, it is impossible to make too detailed a plan. Everything should be decided by ear. Maybe it is possible to wait for a period of time.
Immediately, the tip of Xingbo's toes was a little bit smaller than the ruler, and in a flash of yellow light, the four of them appeared on the ground.
Li Yan raised his eyes and looked around. He was surrounded by towering trees, each of which was as thick as seven or eight adults could hug each other.
There is a large area of black ground exposed between the giant trees. That's because most of the shrubs here have thorn-like shapes.
Lord.
Clusters are growing all over the ground, not connected to each other. From a distance, they look like huge hedgehogs huddled together.
"This is the 'Bear Arrow Thorn', which contains highly poisonous substances. If a first-level monster falls into it, it is rare for it to survive.
Of course, this is nothing to us, but we still have to be careful when walking through the forest. If we accidentally scratch it, it will be annoying."
Xingbo's words rang in Li Yan's ears. After receiving the magic weapon, Xingbo saw Li Yan staring at the shrubs on the ground, and he knew that Li Yan didn't know about it.
From this, it can also be inferred that Li Yan's former master should have chosen to live in seclusion and be far away from the black demon clan, so he gave a warning.
As for Xuan Caijun and Feng Morun on the other side, they have lived in the Forgotten Continent for almost a thousand years.
Maybe they have never been to the area of the black demon clan, at least they have basically traveled to the area of the white demon clan.
"Oh? It turns out it is highly poisonous. Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me!"
Li Yan said with a smile.
On one side, Lord Xuancai stood with his hands behind his back, and Feng Moru was shaking his fly whisk. After hearing Xingbo's words, they looked at each other, and both saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
The two of them had long heard that Zhang Ming was less than a hundred years old, especially Xing Jie once said that Zhang Ming's actual age was only about a century old.
When they first heard it, both of them didn't believe it.
People with such cultivation qualifications will be directly accepted as core disciples even if they go to a first-rate sect. Why should they come to a second-rate sect like yours to become an elder?
Even compared to the core disciples of large sects, the elders of small sects have huge differences in cultivation resources.
Moreover, Zhang Ming only entered Luo Xing Valley halfway, and without any outstanding inherited skills that could make people's hearts beat, the monks only valued cultivation resources.
"Falling Star Valley" obviously does not have enough heritage to attract a golden elixir monk.
"He actually doesn't even recognize the 'Bear Arrow Thorn'. Although this thing only grows in areas close to the Black Demon Clan, it should have been seen in the classics.
This can only mean that he has not experienced many places and has not read a wide range of classics."
The two of them determined something from Li Yan's answer. Zhang Ming was either an ascetic who had been in seclusion all year round, or he was really young and had insufficient experience.
But these curiosity are just kept in their hearts, they are not stupid enough to ask other people's details.
Then, after the four of them concealed their auras, the star borer led the way and flew away in the forest.
An hour later, it was already midnight, and the four of them stopped on a mountain peak in the forest.
Along the way, they encountered up to seven times of fighting between monks. There were white demon troops chasing unknown monks, and there were also battles between monks.
Most of them are foundation-building monks.
However, there are also three Jindan monks who are fighting each other. This shows that the border is still relatively chaotic and dangers are everywhere.
This chapter has been completed!