In this way, they moved forward. From then on, in the next three days, they almost no longer delayed. They were either flying or teleporting. Maybe they were lucky, or maybe it was because the three of them had already met the assassination target.
The number of people was different, and the three of them changed their appearance again, turning into three middle-aged monks, so the journey became smoother and smoother.
Along the way, Zhuo Lingfeng remained taciturn. Li Yan could only detect a hint of gentleness in his uncertain eyes as he looked at Hu Chen, and there was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes that occasionally stared blankly into the sky ahead.
Se. Zhuo Lingfeng only briefly asked about Li Yan's sect at first, but he didn't mention it at all later.
Although Li Yan and Hu Chen Wu Ding talked, most of them were talking about making poisons and refining medicines. Except at the beginning when Hu Chen Wu Ding simply told Li Yan about his life experience, they never talked about it again.
He has never mentioned that as long as it involves family privacy, he will change the subject. His experience is more bumpy than Li Yan's, and when it comes to human relations, he is even more sophisticated than Li Yan.
At the same time, after more than three days of conversation, the two of them actually developed a feeling of admiration for each other. Hu Chen has inherited the poison-making lineage from generation to generation. Although he has not been in the family for a long time, the ghost poison scroll is extremely
Li Yan was amazed by the breadth and depth of it. Whether it was the preparation of some poison-preparing pills or some sacrificial refining techniques, they were all off-the-beaten-path and unique. Li Yan got a lot of inspiration from them, and he even wanted to borrow them.
I planned to take a look, but I also knew that this was impossible. After all, it was a family secret.
Of course, Li Yan could hear this because he deliberately made friends with Hu Chen and revealed some simple refining methods in the Ghost Poison Scroll. As a descendant of the Broken Poison Body, Li Yan, with the help of the huge resources of the Demon Sect over the years,
He has read so many poison-making classics and his breadth of knowledge is rare among his peers. He often combines the fragmented poison bodies to extend many of his own views and opinions. These are areas that traditional poison cultivators cannot reach, which also makes him a master of poison-making.
From time to time, Hu Chen's eyes would shine brightly, as if he had some enlightenment. At the same time, he no longer believed that Li Yan was a monk of the Blood Leaf Sect. He had long known from Uncle Sang that the Blood Leaf Sect was just a cult.
A second-rate small sect living in a corner. If such a sect had a talent like Li Yan, it would probably have become famous long ago. On the contrary, only in some large sects, such geniuses can be seen everywhere, but they are not outstanding.
Dewy.
While the three of them were on their way, there was a series of mountains in the northern part of the jurisdiction of the Sword Sect, called "Wangze Ridge". This mountain range was rarely visited by people all year round, and even the top old hunters would not set foot in it.
, because at the foot of the mountains here are endless stretches of swamps, which are filled with miasma all year round. A mortal who only needs to take a few breaths will be dizzy and fall to the ground dead in an instant. Moreover, it is said that these swamps are filled with various scalp-numbing monsters.
Beasts range from hundreds of millions of densely packed mud swamp mosquitoes to water lizards hundreds of feet tall, fire lizards, corpse-eating crocodiles, etc. It is terrifying to think about it, so this mountain range has become a symbol of Isolated from the world.
In the center of this mountain range, there is a small mountain only about 200 feet high. Three swamp rivers about 100 feet wide cross the mountain. There are large areas of black silt on the rivers, like pieces of black magma that are slowly flowing towards the river.
The endless horizon in the distance flows slowly, and three swamp rivers surround this hill. There is no way to go up the mountain. On the low mountain, there are only small clusters of short shrubs gently swaying their branches and leaves in the wind. It seems that there is only black under the mountain between the sky and the earth.
The "sand" sound caused by the flow of mud is heard day and night.
And on this day, a long rainbow streaked across the sky in the distance. The air flew so fast that it made a roaring sound. It immediately aroused many monsters in the swamp below to dig out of the black mud and flash in pairs.
Staring at the rainbow in the sky with ferocious eyes, he let out a roar from time to time, but the rainbow in the sky seemed to turn a blind eye to the monsters below. After circling, the light converged and fell on the top of the mountain.
After the brilliance dissipated, a middle-aged man with a long and narrow face and gloomy eyes was revealed. This man was wearing a blue gown and a scribe's scarf on his head. He fell behind the top of the mountain and scanned his surroundings with his spiritual consciousness. He took the storage items from his waist.
He took out a small black cauldron from his bag and waved it towards a cluster of bushes at his feet. Suddenly a door of light appeared in front of him. He stepped in in a flash and then disappeared into the door of light.
The top of the mountain shimmered again, turning into nothingness and disappearing. The top of the mountain returned to normal for a moment. Only some unintelligent monsters at the foot of the mountain were looking around for the figure just now, and from time to time they let out unwilling roars and echoed.
In this empty mountain.
The middle-aged scribe in green shirt saw a flower in front of his eyes, and he appeared in a different kind of world. This is a huge valley, with pavilions and clear streams nearby, towers with green cypresses in the distance, and the valley is filled with various flowers, plants, and birds.
, butterflies are dancing gracefully, and the air is full of spiritual energy, making it look like a fairyland on earth.
The middle-aged scholar in Qingshan did not appreciate such a beautiful scenery at all, and flew directly to the depths of the valley. Along the way, he met some people, old or young, or in groups of three or three. When he saw Qingshan
The middle-aged scribe immediately stopped and saluted, looking extremely respectful to him, but he didn't even hum, he just glanced at him and flew forward with a gloomy look on his face.
After he flew far away, some people whispered carefully, "Manager Yu has not appeared in the valley for nearly half a year. I don't know where he came from, but he looked vaguely angry. Now the big room is doing something."
People should be careful, otherwise..."
"Haha, Chief Manager Yu only has temporary power over Dafang. I heard that sometimes he has power over the other two branches.
They also ignored me."
"The other two branches cannot compare with Dafang. This is overwhelming. I heard that the original Sanfang branch left, and he did a lot in it..."
"Shh, be careful if the people in the first room overhear you. Don't think you are from the second room. If it is known that you are gossiping behind your back, do you think you can offend someone for the sake of one of your Qi Condensation Stage disciples..."
"…………"
The middle-aged scribe in blue shirt was galloping all the way, and soon came to a grand courtyard deep in the valley. He glanced at the two monks guarding the gate, and without any intention of stopping, he flew in directly.
When the two monks saw the appearance of the middle-aged scribe in blue shirt, they quickly bowed.
After passing through many courtyards, the middle-aged scribe in blue shirt soon arrived at an attic in the backyard. At this time, he slowed down his pace, and a look of respect appeared on his expressionless face. He first respectfully looked towards the attic.
He bowed and said in a low voice, "When I was in the river, I asked to see my mistress."
As soon as he finished speaking, a woman's sweet voice came from the attic, "Oh? Manager Yu is finally back, please come up."
After hearing the woman's words, Yu Jiangshi couldn't help but tighten his face, but felt a little bitter in his heart. He knew the nature of this mistress. He had failed in this matter, but until now, he still couldn't do anything.
I hate that boy so much.
"In the beginning, we should have killed him secretly while he was still in the family, and we would have avoided such troubles." He couldn't help but think bitterly in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of punishment he would receive because of that kid this time.
He gritted his teeth and walked towards the attic.
On the third floor of the attic, when Yu Jiangshi stepped on the last step of the third floor, he saw a woman in palace clothes sitting in front of the window wearing a light green dress, with her black hair tied up high.
The woman was staring blankly at the scenery outside the window at this time, completely ignoring the footsteps behind her.
"My subordinates, please see your mistress." After Yu Jiangshi stood still, he bowed again.
"Oh, looking at you like this, it seems like you can't do it, right?" The woman in palace clothes still didn't look back and said in a calm tone.
Hearing this calm voice, Yu Jiangshi felt chills in his heart. The calmer his mistress is, the more she is suppressing her anger. He has been worshiping his mistress for so many years, and he knows his mistress's temper very well.
His heart grew colder and colder, and he knelt directly on the ground on one knee.
"It's because of the incompetence of my subordinates. We have been searching for this matter more than ten years ago. Their final destination was the 'Bie Xue Sect'. Since the head of the family personally arranged for them to leave, we don't even have any information. When we know that they are chasing
When they left, they had already left the sect, along with members of the 'Bie Xue Sect' Zhuolingfeng, but since then they have disappeared from the world, and there is no news at all. They must have fled to a deserted and uninhabited place. It was not until last year that any trace of them appeared. But when our number arrived, Zhuoling
Fenghaaya was empty of people, but from this we can roughly delineate a scope of their activities.
A few months ago, after my ancestor announced that the battle for the inherited son was about to begin, I came up with a way to set up an ambush and kill the son on the few roads that must be passed back to the family. However, several groups of people ambush until the seventh day.
I still haven't seen him a few days ago, so I sent a message to the mistress, and then offered a reward for 'thorn shadow'. However, this son is cunning, and no news has been heard until today. Because the battle for the son of the inheritance will begin the next day, so I urgently
I hurried back to report to my mistress. All this is due to my subordinate's incompetence in doing things, please punish me." After saying that, Yu Jiangshi lowered his head.
"Haha, I hear what you mean. You have been searching everywhere tirelessly for more than ten years, and you are tired." After hearing this, the woman in palace clothes slowly turned around, revealing a gorgeous jade face, but at the moment, her jade face was evil.
.Her appearance is already extremely outstanding. She is about thirty years old, with a plump figure. She has the air of a mature woman when she moves, which makes people feel excited. However, her eyes are long and slanted, with a slight...
It means extremely powerful.
"I don't dare, I don't dare, I don't dare..." When Yu Jiangshi heard this, his face turned pale. He who was originally kneeling on one knee suddenly fell to his knees on the ground.
"As soon as the old ghost comes out of seclusion, as long as the kid comes within thousands of miles, he can't do anything anymore. Otherwise, with the old ghost's cultivation, he will know it instantly. The kid is also cunning, and the order of the son of inheritance has been long ago
It was promulgated, but he has remained motionless, leaving us unaware of when he will appear. Now it seems that he will arrive at the end." The woman in palace clothes looked back at Yu Jiangshi and said as if talking to herself.
"Mother, if you say this, the boy will definitely come back within the next two days, so I will go back now and block off several must-pass roads five thousand miles away. Even with the ancestor's spiritual consciousness, I can't check it.
, anyone suspicious will be intercepted and killed immediately." Yu Jiangshi raised his head and said gloomily.
"It's too late. With the old ghost coming out of seclusion, the head of the family is no longer the same as before. He finally showed his true intentions. He should have taken precautions. Although he also doesn't know when the kid will come back, he must pass by him when he is nearby.
There are people scattered on the road, hum! He is really passionate about that bitch." The woman in palace clothes snorted heavily, and then looked at Yu Jiangshi who was kneeling on the ground.
"Go to the Punishment Office and get fifty water torture whips yourself! Then, no matter what method you use, you must get the content of the Sons of Inheritance competition in the future. The old ghost should also make arrangements, otherwise he won't be able to come tomorrow.
I'm in a hurry." Her tone was cold.
Yu Jiangshi couldn't help but tremble when he heard the fifty-fifty water torture whip.