The sky is a clear blue, dotted with a few white clouds in twos and threes. It is a good weather for traveling.
I saw a black spot suddenly appearing on the horizon in the west direction, gradually approaching the center.
When you get a little closer, you can vaguely make out a wooden kite that looks like a big bird. It is flapping its wings regularly and flying towards it like a bird of prey. If you are sharp-eyed enough, you can also see the wooden kite on its back.
Two figures, one tall and one low, stand.
The two did not stand side by side, but stood apart, one behind the other.
The person standing behind was wearing a blue hat to protect himself from the sun. Although the clothes did not fit him well and were a little loose, it did not prevent people from seeing that his body was particularly burly and thick.
Against the background, the strange guy in front of him, who is of medium build and similar to an ordinary person and wears a green cloak covering most of his face, looks a bit thin and weak, and needs the big man behind to act as a guard.
These two travelers in weird costumes were Sun Huo and Mu Xin who had already walked half a day away from Luo Yun Sect. However, during this half day, except for the beginning when Mu Xin greeted Sun Huo to board the magical weapon,
Apart from the shouting, there was not a single word between the two of them, but they were silent with each other's thoughts. Only the sleeves blown by the strong wind kept squeaking.
"Xueyan, what are you thinking about?"
When the wooden kite arrived at a huge sparkling lake and began to fly over it, its speed slowed down by half, and Mu Xin's voice suddenly sounded.
"I didn't think about anything. I was just waiting for you to explain to me the relevant circumstances of this investigation mission before making plans on how to help complete it." Sun Huo blurted out without thinking, as if he had already expected it.
"Oh?" Such a reply seemed to be beyond Mu Xin's expectation, and then he chuckled.
"You are really open-minded. Don't you feel nervous and afraid? Or your brain is used on developing your limbs, so you don't know what fear is."
After hearing Mu Xin's words that clearly derogated him as a brute force, Sun Huo unexpectedly did not get angry. After a long silence, he spoke in a low voice:
"This is not a matter of openness or disapproval. You once said that everyone who joins Wuyun as a secret guard does so voluntarily, and I am no exception. Now that things have happened, there is no need for you to deliberately make remarks.
Come to provoke and test. Although I am not old and my experience is not rich enough, the most important thing is that like you, I am a person who has experienced life and death, not an innocent boy who has nothing to do. Now I have been ordered to
, so you can tell me clearly the details of the mission, and I will not hold you back, nor will I run away from the battle."
When Mu Xin heard this, his body trembled suddenly, as if what Sun Huo had just said touched something deeply buried in his heart. This small move also fell into the eyes of Sun Huo behind him.
"Having seen life and death, I really don't know what makes you dare to talk so freely." Mu Xin snorted coldly, and seemed to have no intention of letting go.
"If you are prepared in advance, even low-level qi-training monks can't do anything about the martial arts in the secular world. You are the only one who is an anomaly. On the basis of fellow practitioners of magic and martial arts, you can break magic with force. You can
Face to face confrontation poses a certain threat. But for a martial arts practitioner and a secret guard, with a body that is flawless and enviable, you know what this means. That's all, I hope it really comes to that.
When the time comes, your actions will be as effective as your mouth." After pointedly pointing out Sun Huo's fighting methods, Mu Xin then mentioned his body again. Such nonsense made Sun Huo very angry.
I can’t figure it out.
Before Sun Huo could ask what was going on, Mu Xin had already stopped Mu Yuan, then raised his hand and threw a green jade slip backwards, which Sun Huo caught with surprise and surprise.
"It's up to you to drive the road below. Get to the place marked on the map and settle down first." After Mu Xin said this, he turned around and walked to the back of Mu Yuan's back, and sat down cross-legged to meditate.<
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Seeing this scene, Sun Huo couldn't help but widen his eyes and felt a little speechless.
After waiting for a while, Sun Huo saw that it still ignored him completely, so he had no choice but to release his spiritual consciousness and start to look at the map inside. After briefly browsing it, Sun Huo looked up again at the surroundings and the position of the sun.
He quickly identified a direction and controlled the wooden kite to continue flying forward.
At the same time, what Mu Xin and Sun Huo didn't know was that just ten miles away behind them, there was an enchanting woman in red palace clothes, also galloping with a black long sword.
But on its jade wrist, which is as white as snow, there is a fiery red centipede as thick as a thumb, with two long beards shaking from time to time.
The ferocious poisonous insect stands next to the charming beauty, revealing an unspeakable sense of danger and weirdness.
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On the southern edge of the Yunmeng Mountains, unlike the dense forests in the center, there is a desert Gobi. In addition to the oases it should be, there are also a few micro spiritual veins distributed among them, which are covered by some small
The Immortal Cultivation family and the sect occupy respectively.
Lingshamen is one of the small sects based in the local area. The total number of monks in the entire sect is only sixty or seventy, but including the mortals driven by relatives and vassals, there are still as many as two hundred people.
On this day, in a secret room of a three-story attic in the center of Lingsha Gate, an old man wearing brocade clothes, with silver-white hair and beard but as smooth as a baby's skin was sitting cross-legged and meditating.
Suddenly, the silver-haired old man opened his eyes with a twitching eyebrow, then sighed softly, showing a hesitant look.
"What's going on? I've been feeling frightened for no reason lately, as if something big is about to happen."
He muttered a few words to himself, and after a while he stood up and walked out.
He leaned on the railing and looked into the distance, and saw that the usually cloudless sky with the scorching sun shining down was rare, but a large black cloud had gathered in the distance, gloomily as if a big storm was brewing.
Witnessing such a fierce celestial phenomenon, the old man's eyelids twitched again. He raised his hand and slapped the railing hard, shouting loudly: "Here comes someone."
A middle-aged Confucian scholar hurriedly climbed up the stairs. After seeing clearly that the old man's expression was not good, he hurriedly bowed his hands and bowed without hesitation, and carefully asked for instructions: "Sect Master, do you have any instructions to give?"
"Pass on my order. During this period, all disciples are restrained from going out. At the same time, they should keep their eyes and ears open. Our sect will close the mountain gate for a period of time." The silver-haired old man stared at the black clouds on the horizon and gave the order without looking back.
By.
"Closed the mountain gate? Sect master, why is this?" The middle-aged Confucian scholar raised his head, with a look of surprise and disbelief. No matter how scarce the regional resources are, the few small forces here are getting along well with each other, and there is no
If there is too big a conflict, there is no need to make such an eye-catching move. And to be honest, the silver-haired old man is only in the early stages of foundation building. Even if he wants to make further breakthroughs, there is no need to engage in such a battle. "Just do as I say! I have been feeling frightened for no reason these past few days, which is really not a good sign. To be careful, it is better to avoid and protect yourself, so as not to provoke anyone unknowingly. I hope so.
I’m too preoccupied.”
Seeing the old man's worried look, the middle-aged Confucian scholar felt a little disapproving, but he still agreed and left to make corresponding arrangements.
After the Confucian scholar left, the silver-haired old man did not return to the building immediately. Instead, he stood there, looking at the gloomy horizon without any other movement for a long time.
……
In the Liuyun Hall of the Suoyan Peak of the Luoyun Sect in the Yunmeng Mountains, a dozen foundation-building monks gathered together and were listening to what Mr. Sun, a fresh-faced old man, was saying with different expressions.
What is unusual is that as the leader, Wei Yiming is not the host of this gathering. He is also standing at the base, thinking solemnly.
Above the main seat, there are three monks standing at this moment, an old man in blue robe with a white beard and wrinkled face, an old man in red robe with a square face and a square face, and a stunningly beautiful woman in blue.<
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After a meal, when everyone walked out of the hall, everyone looked as if nothing had happened.
After a period of time, although the Luoyun Sect seemed calm on the surface, secretly a large number of disciples suddenly closed the door to thank guests, or left and disappeared, making the mountain gate feel slightly deserted.
……
Thousands of miles away, in a cave in the Tiansha Sect in the Youmu Mountains, Luo Jun was standing with his hands tied in a hall, lowering his head to report the news. On the stone chair in front of him, a bald man with yellow eyebrows was sitting half-lying.
He was a huge man, five tall and three inches thick, like a human bear, and even Sun Huo looked three inches shorter when he stood in front of him.
In addition, there is a charming woman nestled in the arms of the giant man, with a big hand caressing her delicate body up and down, and her pretty face looking up is full of flattery.
"Why, we only get these bits and pieces of information?" Although the giant man looked scary, he spoke in a deep voice with an indescribable magnetism that made people feel good about him. p>
"My subordinates are incompetent. The traitor's soul has been banned, so he dare not forcefully use the soul-searching technique. Under the torture of dream spells and severe torture, he has confessed so much." Such a pleasant voice made Luo Luo feel uncomfortable.
However, Zhen's ears were startled, and he hurriedly explained.