Lin Meng stared blankly at the man on the giant ape's shoulder. He forgot to hold his breath for a moment. He instantly felt itchy on his body and his heart beat faster. He was so frightened that he quickly covered his nose and mouth, but his sight was not clear.
Not moved at all.
His eyes were full of enthusiasm.
Not only him, but everyone around him, whether they were members of Lin's hunting team or prisoners controlled by curse seals, were all shocked, and even looked at the man in the field with a hint of fear at the man whose upper body was covered with strange black marks.
At this time, it seems to have turned into a strange thing. Its mere existence is indescribable, making people feel a sense of confusion and fear when looking at it.
If you observe carefully, you can see that faint black air currents are constantly wrapping around his body like ribbons.
Surrounded by venomous blood bees, even a man within a three-foot radius could not enter.
Before Tongtong could get close, he screamed, fell to the ground suddenly, and struggled desperately. No matter how powerfully he flapped his bee wings, it still didn't help.
For example, when an ordinary person goes to see a king who is sitting high above him, he can only kneel down to pray. Even raising his head is a luxury.
At this time, even people of my own clan felt a numb scalp when looking from a distance.
The instinct of life is constantly warning. The person in front of me is no longer a member of the Young Master tribe, but a monster who regards life as nothing but a piece of grass and has no humanity.
Buzz buzz!
Just when everyone's thoughts were wandering, the Blood Venomous Bee, who had no wisdom, was the first to be frightened.
After tens of thousands of bee corpses were left behind, they immediately scattered in all directions and swarmed toward the outside of Dayan Mountain.
Lin Mo's face was expressionless, but the circles of poisonous marks on his body began to slowly disappear and returned to normal.
This is the first time that he fully activates the poison laws [Decay] and [Epidemic], and at the same time activates them with the help of the majestic blood energy.
It looks like the effect is pretty good.
Although the poisonous blood is constantly consumed and the qi and blood are constantly converted and lost, the ability to clear the field is considerable.
It can even be said that it is a fatal blow to a martial artist with a life below the level. Even if he holds his breath and takes detoxification pills, it will not help.
As for the determined martial artist, he could only try his best to counteract it with his energy, blood and mind, but he would only die slowly.
Because this directly destroys the balance of yin and yang in the human body, it is equivalent to making a person infected from the early stage to the late stage in one step.
Unfortunately, it is a bit difficult to control him accurately at the moment.
Lin Mo looked at the Lin clan members who looked a little ugly and shook his head secretly.
Although it is just the aftermath, it is estimated that it will take some time to cultivate, otherwise the foundation of martial arts will be damaged.
"Pack up and prepare to return to the clan."
He took out a large cloak from the empty stone ring, put it on, and gave instructions in a deep voice.
Everyone below responded in unison. The injured were healed immediately, while the uninjured began to clean up the bee corpses on the ground.
After all, although this stuff is scary, it is also a good thing. After it is dried and powdered, it is a good supplement.
Of course, it needs to be detoxified, which has to be left to Lin Mo.
Soon, everyone packed up and began to quickly return to Linjiazhuang.
And along the way, there were indeed more and more abnormal things.
Many mountain beasts outside Dayan Mountain are charging into the mountain.
It wasn't until they heard roars coming from the White Ape Valley at the foot of the mountain that things got better.
"During this period, there is no need to go out to hunt for the time being. Mengzi will lead people to check the traps and fences around them, and then sprinkle some animal repellent incense."
When it was almost dark, the hunting team finally returned to the village.
Lin Mo looked at the patches of highly poisonous caltrops around the village and gave instructions to Lin Meng.
This caltrop is not a forged iron tool, but a plant similar to thorns. The thorns themselves contain narcotic effects, and more and more people are pouring poisonous water, which increases its power.
It is very useful for protecting villages,
The only drawback is that it needs to be cleaned during expansion, which consumes a lot of manpower.
Overall the pros outweigh the cons.
After everything was arranged properly, the hunting team disbanded.
On the way home, Lin Mo happened to meet Lin Junyi who was wandering around with a group of friends.
I thought that the relationship between the two would deteriorate since the last quarrel, but I didn't expect that he would be the first to greet him.
He didn't reach out to hit the smiling person, and he wouldn't make him lose face in front of his friends, so he stopped and nodded as a greeting.
Then he left in a hurry.
I don't know why, but Lin Mo always feels like a storm is about to come.
I always feel like something is going to happen.
not far away.
A group of people are wandering in the clan area.
"Jun Yi, is that your cousin? He seems to be quite kind."
Among the crowd, Ruan Yun looked curiously at the broad back that was gradually disappearing, and said softly.
During this period, she also got to know a lot about Lin Mo.
In her opinion, his status in the Lin family was already ridiculously high. It was beyond her expectation that such a big boss was still willing to greet Lin Junyi after he had a conflict with her.
"Except for being a little confused when he lusts after women, my cousin is quite reliable at other times."
Lin Junyi was asked some questions and didn't know how to answer, so she could only hesitate and mumble.
"Men have a good temperament. For a strong man, this is never a shortcoming." Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Ruan Yun shook his head and said.
The others nodded in agreement after hearing this.
Lin Junyi felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
"By the way, Junyi, your village is quite well built. There are mountain springs for irrigation and drinking, as well as spiritual fields for planting and farming. Compared with towns, it is quite interesting. Who designed it?" The speaker was from Huaiping County.
Inside, there was a young disciple of the Qingzhu Sect named Huang Yuanhua.
His figure is very strong. Even though he is covered by his clothes, you can still see the thick muscles underneath. Among the people, his status is considered middle-class.
After all, the Green Bamboo Sect is just like that.
"I also think it's good. It's good to practice during the vacation." As soon as these words came out, they immediately resonated with everyone.
I thought that although it was quiet in the mountains, I would still be bitten by mosquitoes, but it turned out that just like their sect, they seemed to have special means to make the villages less likely to have poisonous mosquitoes or poisonous insects.
In this way, you can watch the clouds rolling and relaxing in the morning, the purple sun rising in the east, the solitary swans flying in the evening, and the setting sun setting in the west. You can enjoy the fresh air, which is a little more fireworks than the strict sect.
This compliment made Lin Junyi wave his hands modestly.
"By the way, Junyi, in this mountain, aren't you worried about the beast king setting off a wave of beasts? I have heard that in many places, mountain families have to go down the mountain due to the changes in the world due to the increasingly ferocious and cruel mountain beasts.
Grabbing territory."
Huang Yuanhua took a step forward and walked to the small yellow-green tree beside the road. He watched with interest and asked casually.
"I have also heard about this. For example, the Ning family, a county-level family in Longchuan County next door, has been living there for hundreds of years. Some time ago, I heard that they were attacked by a three-eyed golden cat.
The ancestor of his family was even seriously injured in order to protect his clan members," a source added.
After saying this, it immediately caused a feeling of shock.
Being a county-level family means that everyone in a county has a low reputation.
The strong men in the clan are at least the masters of Xiaoyao Realm.
It is not surprising that some powerful families, such as those who are about to break through the power of famous families, have bosses who are in the realm of freedom.
No one can say what the family background of a long-established county leader like the Ning family is.
But for such a force to be driven out of the territory it had held for hundreds of years is simply shocking.
And when everyone was surprised and no one was paying attention, Huang Yuanhua stretched out at the right time.
From the wide cuffs, a few pieces of transparent crystal fragments flowed out, falling directly under the small yellow-green tree, disappearing in a breath, and blending into the soil.
Beyond the mountains in the distance, a few low beast roars happened to appear.
The corners of Huang Yuanhua's mouth raised slightly. After lazing down, he habitually put his hands on his hips. He looked at the people who were still discussing, smiled and joined in.
Everything happened so naturally and step by step.
A dilapidated mountain temple slightly closer to Dayan Mountain.
According to legend, it was dedicated to a great general from hundreds of years ago and was managed by his descendants. It was prosperous for a period of time. However, due to the rise of the Yangtze, the mountain became more dangerous and slowly became a common mountain people.
The forbidden area was gradually destroyed by rain and wind. As a result, this mountain temple naturally became deserted.
At this time, in the temple, the middle-aged Taoist who was the leader of the group in the jungle, whose true identity is the deputy peak master of Miaoshou Peak of Qianshan Sect, is named Shang Xubai.
Different from small peaks such as Yunhu Peak, Miaoshou Peak is one of the top ten peaks of Qianshan Sect. As the deputy peak master, his status is not much different from Zhonghu Zhenren.
In the dilapidated temple, the statue of the great general was in dilapidated condition. Even part of its head was missing. I wonder if it had been eaten by rats. There were spider webs and holes everywhere, and it was very damaged.
Li Chi and others found a clean place to meditate and rest. After sitting cross-legged for a long time, they became impatient.
"Elder, we are almost here. What are you waiting for? Just go ahead and kill us. Sometimes you will be in a hurry, and sometimes you will be dilly-dallying. What kind of trouble do you want to make?"
Seeing that after waiting for several hours, the burly man was so hungry that his chest pressed against his belly, he couldn't help but stand up and shouted.
The other Taoists also opened their eyes at this time and looked at the middle-aged Taoist in confusion.
They also had this question in their minds, but they didn't dare to speak out.
Shang Xubai was sitting under the statue of the general, opened his eyes slightly, and said softly:
"Child, are you hungry again?" The answer was inappropriate.
The big man was startled and nodded sheepishly.
"Wait a little longer, wait for another group of people to act together with them, then it will be safe."
Shang Xubai said softly.
After speaking, he raised his hand slightly, and the pale man understood instantly and began to take out dry food from the empty stone ring and distribute it.
But at this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the temple.
The originally noisy mountain forest fell silent for an instant, and no birds, animals or insects seemed to dare to say a word.
Even the occasional sound of wind blowing leaves has stopped.
Everything became quiet.
Everyone in the temple noticed something was wrong and started to stand up, but was stopped by the middle-aged Taoist priest.
Where their eyes met, a monk with an incense scar on his head walked in from outside the temple.
The monk entered the hall, looked around at the people, frowned, and sighed softly as if he could kill a mosquito.
It seems that I am also in a difficult situation at this time.
If Lin Mo were here at this time, he would definitely recognize him as the monk Qingqian who suddenly betrayed him that day.
Qing'an crossed the threshold, but did not continue to move forward. His eyes were directly locked on Shang Xubai under the statue, and he clasped his hands together and saluted:
"Qingqian, who belongs to the Lingtai Sect of the Lingtai Sect, has met Master Xubai of the Qianshan Sect."
The Taoist under the statue narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep, and did not reply.
The other Taoists looked indifferent and stared at the monk at the door quietly.
When Qing Qing saw that Shang Xubai didn't reply, he wasn't angry at all.
After all, he is only a half-step master. If he does not represent the Lingtai Sect, he is not actually qualified to talk to him.
He still looked at the middle-aged Taoist and said softly:
"Master Xubai, on behalf of the Lingtai Sect of Lingtai this time, could you please ask Master Xubai to go back home instead of going up the mountain?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a violent storm swept through the temple, and the sharp wind blades blew against the wall, even leaving finger-width scratches on the wall.
Monk Qing'an's expression remained unchanged, and several blood stains suddenly appeared on his face.
His Qi machine alone destroyed his Vajra Monk body, which was terrifying.
However, his expression remained normal and he was not afraid. Instead, his tone became serious and he spoke again:
"Ma'am! You should know why I came,
If something happens to the man on the mountain in your hands, the consequences will be extremely ugly. Even a master of this level like you will pay a price that he cannot afford!"
Unfortunately, no one responded.
The aura in the temple became more violent, and the sharp slashes made the already angry monk's face covered with blood, making him look like a angry-eyed Vajra:
"Master Shangxu!"
The sound was so loud that it used the roar of a Buddhist lion, which directly caused the entire temple to tremble, setting off layers of echoes and suppressing the violent energy for a moment.
"What's the noise? Who's louder?"
At this time, Shang Xubai didn't reply, but Li Chi, who was sitting nearby, became angry. He stood up and shouted loudly.
It seemed that some kind of sonic secret technique was used, and Qing'an's voice was suppressed all of a sudden, even forcing his body to tremble, and he took a few steps back before he stopped.
I almost left the temple.
Monk Qing'an stood firm, calmed down his energy and blood, and wiped the blood on his face. He did not lose his sight, but did not move his eyes away, and said slowly:
"Is this what you meant?"
At this time, the middle-aged Taoist man under the statue slowly stood up, and the flying dragon on his clothes seemed to be taking advantage of the opportunity to dive out of the abyss.
"It doesn't matter whether I mean it or not. As far as I know, the man on the mountain has no followers at this time. He is definitely a secular disciple of your Lingtai Sect, but as long as he has not been registered, he paused.
"They are ordinary people. Since they are ordinary people, why can't we, the Qianshan Sect, kill them?"
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his hands were clasped behind his back. There was a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were extremely cold.
The blood-stained monk also smiled, nodded, and said seriously:
"That's right, you can't kill. You can't kill now, and you won't be able to kill in the future! The real person will know the reason in the future. As for the death of Taoist Lian Zhong, we will pay the corresponding price.
But if the real person insists on going his own way, I, the Buddha, have a heart of compassion, but I also have the anger of Vajra, so be careful!"
This statement made the middle-aged Taoist startled, and he laughed angrily. He put his hand on his chest to calm down his laughter, and said with a smile:
"King Kong's Wrath? Are there two or three big cats and kittens from your spiritual platform lineage that will force the old Heavenly Lord to take action again? But if the old Heavenly Lord takes action, could it be that the mountain masters of our Qianshan Sect are just setting things up?"
Our two sects have known each other for thousands of years, I will kill this man, and make amends with God afterward!"
At the end of the speech, the Taoist looked solemn.
The bald monk took a deep breath and widened his eyes angrily: "Monks, although they are not those from a Confucian university, do what they say, but they always speak the truth and never lie."
The Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, sat down again, and took two breaths before speaking slowly:
"Then let's give it a try?"
"Then... give it a try."
Lingtai Sect, Lingtai lineage, this Garuda of the Vajra Realm stopped talking, stepped on the bloody marks, walked out of the temple, took a deep breath, and crushed the golden cicada in his hand.
Then he didn't hesitate and disappeared directly into the forest.
Inside the temple, everyone was worried.
The middle-aged Taoist shouted softly: "Ning Xin and Qi, I am responsible for everything!"
Inside the temple, tranquility returns.
At this time, hundreds of miles away, in a dense forest.
The surrounding area of several hundred meters seemed to have been severely damaged. All the trees with their roots were gone, as if they had been plowed by oxen. Only deep ravines, crisscrossing and crisscrossing, could be seen.
There were occasional blood stains on the ground, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, but strangely no intact bodies could be seen.
In the distance, there were precious ichthyosaurs and horses. They seemed to have been severely hit, and they all collapsed on the ground, groaning in pain.
In the center of the field, on top of a huge tree stump, a burly man sat cross-legged on it, whistling boredly and humming obscene tunes such as "Sister, don't run away, brother, give me a hug".
He was naked and his muscles were very strong and exposed to the air.
Since ancient times, it has been said in the world that dragons are tattooed on the shoulders, and tigers are tattooed on the mountains. But this man actually had a dragon tattooed on his shoulders, and a mountain tiger tattooed on his back.
With the facial expressions all over his face, it's hard to call him a good person.
At this time, at the man's feet, a man in a golden robe was twisting his body in pain.
The originally expensive golden robe was already stained with blood, and the majestic body was damaged, and many parts even showed abnormal postures.
"It's over now. You can go back. I'm keeping you alive. It's not because of your good looks. I just need someone to report the news. Do you understand?"
The man said softly.
The man in gold robe struggled to stand up and took several deep breaths before he had the strength to speak.
He stared at the man on the tree stump, with fear, resentment, and disbelief in his eyes.
Who would have thought that he, who had just broken through the Grand Master and found out that his son had died tragically, and ordered dozens of fish and dragon warriors to go out to fight, would be directly killed by a strange man before he reached the end.
It even made him unable to have the slightest sense of resistance.
The man let out a low breath and didn't say anything harsh. He just nodded, turned around, and staggered down the mountain.
He has broken through the Grand Master and has reached the top level of the Gu clan. Since he can't even catch a move, it means that the entire Gu clan is nothing in his eyes.
If you say any harsh words, you will only bring humiliation to yourself.
It's better to stop the loss in time
Thoughts are flowing freely, but the figure of the man in golden robe becomes more and more bleak.
The burly man shook his head, stood up slowly, and yawned.
Suddenly, his expression changed and he took out a golden cicada from his arms.
I saw the delicate golden cicada chirping a few times in a low voice, but then slowly collapsed.
The man sighed and stretched.
Under the sunlight, even the sun dimmed for a moment