A few days later.

The dilapidated village that was forgotten on the wasteland once again welcomed strange guests after a short period of silence.

Jiang Xi, who was riding a divine snow lion, took the lead. After she had been here, she could easily tell the correct path. After the group arrived at a certain boundary, everyone stopped at Jiang Xi's instructions.

Yin Lingyue drove his horse to Jiang Xi: "But is there any trap?"

"There is a illusion array in front of it." Jiang Xi felt the breath flowing in the air. "Although the confusing illusion array on the outside was forced by me before, the core illusion array is still retained, and I am very sure."

Of course, Yin Lingyue would not question Jiang Xi's decision. She was just worried about how to find their destination next.

Jiang Xi took out the map from his luggage and unfolded to recall the situation he had been passing by.

She took out the charcoal pen and wrote and painted on the map while muttering: "...it should be in this position."

After saying that, he threw away the charcoal pen and completely shook the entire map, which coincided with the ruins of Jiangcun in front of him.

“Huh?”

"What's wrong?" Yin Lingyue quickly became nervous.

As her mood changed slightly, the ten followers of the Tao were ready to go.

"Don't be nervous!" Jiang Xi comforted them, "I just think the map is a bit strange."

"Are you looking for a witch craftsman?" Lingzhi actually spoke.

Her long hair was extremely black, her eyebrows were a little cold, but she could have a little warmth in her eyes when she saw Qiwu.

She was taciturn along the way, but now she suddenly spoke, and even Qi Wu was surprised by the people around her.

Qiwu: "How do you know..."

Jiang Xi: "Hai Rou has brought you here?"

"Yeah." Ling Zhi replied, looked at Qi Wu again, and then continued, "Although I have been here with Hei Pao, I don't know what he did here."

Jiang Xi was not anxious and asked her calmly: "Then why do you know that this is related to the witchcraft?"

"Before he came, he had read the ancient books of the witchcraft, and I saw it by chance."

"When he was reading a book, were you next to him?"

Jiang Xi was a little surprised. In terms of her brief contact with Black Robe, she was definitely not a person who could trust others.

Sure enough, Lingzhi was silent for a rare moment: "No, I saw it in my own way."

She didn't say anything about her own method, but it wasn't just open and upright.

In fact, Jiang Xi did not feel much disgusted with the apostate's spiritual childishness.

Not just because of her familiar outline.

It was also because Jiang Xi's intuition that made her feel that this childish person was not a villain.

After a little reconciliation, Jiang Xi suddenly asked: "Have you never believed in black robe?"

Lingzhi looked at Jiang Xi unexpectedly, probably surprised by her keenness.

She didn't deny it, just asked, "How did you see it?"

"Intuition." Jiang Xi bent the corners of his lips and asked her, "Black robe raises you, but you don't trust Black robe?"

Jiang Xi thought this was really interesting.

She had already investigated Lingzhi's identity. Like Qiwu, she was the right-hand man of Hei Pao. And unlike Qiwu, the leader of the shadow, who has been traveling outside for many years, she has always been with Hei Pao and helps him handle various affairs. All the apostates know how much Black Rao trusts Lingzhi.

But this Lingzhi no longer began to trust the Black Robe?

Why?

After thinking about it, Lingzhi also imitated Jiang Xi and said, "Intuition."

Jiang Xi chuckled and said, "A good reason."

Lingzhi nodded: "Thank you for your appreciation."

Jiang Xi smiled deeper because she discovered that Lingzhi did not lie.

Qiwu couldn't help it: "When did you start not trusting him?"

Lingzhi's expression obviously looked much more serious than when facing Jiang Xi, and she thought for a long time: "When we were eight years old?"

Lingzhi and Qiwu both grew up next to the black robe since they were young.

Both of them were outstanding people selected from countless children with Jiang tribe blood. They were highly expected by the black robe and were even staying by their side to teach.

Until Hei Pao asked Qi Wu to kill Jiang Xi with his own hands, he never had any doubts about Hei Pao.

For him, the black robe is a master, a father, an elder, a great man, and a synonym for all beauty... Knowing his cruelty and tearing all the beautiful illusions through, Qiwu woke up from a dream.

And now, Lingzhi, who has been dependent on him, actually told him that she had been suspicious of the black robe since she was eight years old?

He racked his brains and could only say "Why".

"It's very simple, he lied to us." Lingzhi turned to Jiang Xi, and Yin Lingyue beside her, and said, "Aren't you surprised why all the apostates hated you so much? Because of the black robe, he instilled in everyone that we were the remnants of being abandoned and chased by the Jiang clan. If we don't take the butcher's knife to resist, we will only be killed by you first."

When she described all this, Qi Wu, who was the negative textbook, was always confused.

"Why don't I remember hearing him say these things?"

"Because we have forgotten it after hearing it. He just implanted these ideas into our hearts, making us believe it without doubt, but forgot where these reasons came from in the first place." Lingzhi said lightly the cruel things that Black Robe did to them, these young children.

Destroy the soul and root it with hatred.

"...But you discovered it?" Qi Wu looked at Lingzhi with a brand new look, as if she had known her again, "Since you discovered the truth, why didn't you leave?"

"I don't know where to go after leaving." Ling Zhi paused, "What's more, you're still there."

Qi Wu suddenly felt so slow that she couldn't speak.

"Ahem." Jiang Xi interrupted the strange atmosphere between the two and said to Lingzhi, "It seems that your bloodline talent is very high."

"Is that true?" Lingzhi didn't seem to care much about this.

Jiang Xi smiled and shook his head, temporarily pressing the truth he learned from Lingzhiqiwu.

Back to the topic of Wujiangjian Village, Jiang Xi asked Lingzhi directly: "Since you learned something in the black robe, can you tell me what it is?"

"Gate." Lingzhi said, "I only remember this, and the black robe is very alert."

Jiang Xi repeated the childish words thoughtfully.

She quickly took out the exquisite jade ball she carried with her from the sachet bag around her waist.

"Door...key..."

Then, she quickly turned over and dismounted.

Seeing that Yin Lingyue and others were about to follow, Jiang Xi asked them to retreat temporarily.

"Just let me come." Jiang Xi rejected them, then turned to Ji Xing on the other side, with a helpless tone, "Jie Xing, I can."

Ji Xing refused her silently.

Many days ago, all the changes that happened in front of the ladder in Yuanzhou have been like a nightmare for him.

He will never leave Jiang Xi for a second step.

Looking at this taciturn boy, Jiang Xi had no choice: "It's really no danger. I just want to... Oh, forget it, if you want to follow, just follow."

Ji Xing felt really uncomfortable looking at her.

Jiang Xi had no choice but to agree to Ji Xing's follow, and the two of them stepped into the illusion.

Both of them have been here before, experienced difficult circumstances, and had experience in breakthroughs. Therefore, the core formation of Jiangcun Village only allowed the two to stagnate for a short time, so they quickly recovered their speed and walked to the core of the formation.

Will this be where the key should enter?

Jiang Xi observed for a long time but did not notice anything that could fit the Linglong Jade Ball.

"Can you say that this jade ball is not a key?" Jiang Xi turned the jade ball in his hand, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that it was not right.

The scene of the jade ball illuminating the entire lake, absorbing the power of the moon, and dispersing the shape of the lake water still unforgettable. Such a delicate jade ball that hides in every way and is unique can't be just a single map.

There must be something she didn't find.

Jiang Xi had no choice but to get up temporarily and let Ji Xing observe.

Ji Xing has the bloodline of Chi Wei. The uniqueness of this bloodline is sometimes not inferior to the divine blood of the direct line, and there are many unique skills that even the direct line Jiang family does not know. The bloodline of Chi Wei in the previous life has been cut off for many years, and Jiang Xi, as the witch master, does not have the protection of Chi Wei, so his understanding of Ji Xing's abilities is only at a simple level.

It was a helpless move for her to pin her hopes on Ji Xing now.

Who knew that Ji Xing had actually changed after a brief sense of induction.

The radiant Chilong totem began to climb from his spine, and gradually climbed to a high place through the clouds and mist until it occupied half of his face. The green light looked both good and evil, and even his eyes emitted a faint golden light.

Suddenly, Ji Xing raised his sword and waved it down hard—

The tip of the sword pierced straight into the formation eye!

Before Jiang Xi could react, she felt a strong wind blowing and countless airflows gushing out from the ground. She almost fell down without paying attention. She was panicked and was supported by Jing Xing's arm.

The two of them struggled to stabilize their bodies and half-squatted against the strong wind.
To be continued...