The autumn of the Cloud Heaven Sect was very difficult.

Because it is close to the sea, the air is humid, and it will rain continuously in autumn, and Lin Han's cultivation is already useless, and he is purely a mortal. There was an old wound on his shoulder, and when it came to a rainy day, his bones hurt continuously, and there was no fire in the small pavilion, so he could only go through the rain curtain every day to Elder Xuanfeng to help her refine the pill. Surrounded by prisoners as pale as the walking dead.

Elder Xuanfeng didn't like him very much at first, probably because he was too good at observing words and feelings, and suspected that he was not right. After a long time, seeing that he only has the heart of defense and no intention of harming people, he will be a little better for him. Occasionally, when it was dark, Lin Han couldn't go back, and he was allowed to sleep in the small pavilion where the medicine boy lived for one night.

However, if she knew how many material formations Lin Han had hidden on the hill where she lived, she probably wouldn't care about Lin Han's life or death again.

It was another rainy day, Lin Han stayed overnight at Elder Xuanfeng, waited until the little medicine boy fell asleep, quietly brought the spiritual gourd where he had hidden the materials, and slipped out of the window.

He was light and didn't alarm anyone, but he was still discovered by a certain guy - the little fat fish had just eaten a giant salamander in the cloud stage during the day, and was floating in the water and burping, and suddenly noticed Lin Han's movement, and excitedly shouted in his heart: "Master, master, where are you going! Are you going to come to play with me?"

"Shut up. The small hill in the middle of the night was silent, he was noisy, Lin Han was startled, the whole person was not good, after teaching him a lesson in his heart, he familiarly touched the back of the pavilion where Elder Xuanfeng lived.

Elder Xuanfeng has a high status in the Cloud Thorn Temple, she is considered the director of the Cloud Thorn Temple, she can not only decide the time for the antidote to be issued, but also occasionally give the spirit rhino a month's vacation. Normally, no one would search where she lived, and even if they did, they would not find the back of her pavilion and the gap between the walls of the city.

Lin Han dug three or four pits in this small place, and there were many materials hidden in the small jade bottle for storage, this is the place where he hid the most materials, and the facts of the past half a year have proved that this place is also the safest.

However, he only hid the materials, not the formations that had been made, because he was afraid that if he was lost, someone would find him.

The surroundings were frighteningly quiet, only the sound of the little fat fish spitting bubbles in boredom, but just as Lin Han was about to relax his vigilance, he suddenly heard a slight sound.

It seems that a few people are rapidly approaching this side.

Lin Han hurriedly buried the small jade bottle back in the soil, flashed back, and hid in the corner behind the pavilion. At the same time, those few people had also approached, Lin Han only knew that the leader was the Ink Pattern Elder who Lingxi pointed to him, and the ink pattern was one of the few Yuan Infancy in the Cloud Thorn Temple, and the two people who followed him Lin Han didn't know. The prisoners in the Cloud Thorn Temple are usually walking corpses, and even Lin Han himself pretends to be a ghost all year round and mixes in them, and they don't pay attention to each other.

Elder Mowen himself was not very old, but because of the torture of the fire thorn and the heavy tasks of the past five years, he showed his old state prematurely, and Lin Han had the impression that his back was always stiff, his eyes were sunken, and his hair was gray, but there was still a trace of madness in his eyes. He was followed by two middle-aged men, one tall and one short, both very haggard. Both of them were a little eager in tone, and asked Elder Mowen, "Where is the thing, take it out and take a look!"

When they walked around between the pavilion and the city wall, Lin Han's heart was lifted.

He thought that all the materials he had buried in the earth had been discovered. Or even worse, these people are coming for themselves. There is already a shortage of materials in Yunjian Temple, and there are many things like black eating black. Last month, a prisoner of the Jindan period died in his small cabinet, stuck in the middle of the two distribution dates, and his body was found smelling. And the killing method is very neat, directly pierced through the heart by a sharp blade, killed in one move, and the materials around him are gone. Obviously, a certain person with the same task as him lost his hand when he was making a formation, and the materials were not enough, and he couldn't survive the pain of the firethorn attack, so he was killed.

There is also a reason for the indifference in the Cloud Thorn Temple - in front of the fire thorn that occurs once a month, not to mention friends, relatives are nothing. Here, taking the initiative to ask others what the task of the month is is basically tantamount to provocation, because no one knows if you are here to grab the material.

The prisoners eat the weak, and the managers also treat them as tools, even if something happens, they will not be held accountable, Lin Han has been here for half a year, and he only has one friend. Someone like Elder Mowen who has been there for three or four years is already black to the bone.

Fortunately, Elder Mowen didn't come for Lin Han, these three people obviously had some private transactions to do, and the Cloud Thorn Temple was such a big place, it could only be said that the heroes saw the same thing, and they also took a fancy to this piece of feng shui treasure that would not be discovered by the guards.

Because Elder Xuanfeng was resting upstairs, this group of people didn't dare to use their spiritual sense to investigate, otherwise with the distance between Lin Han and them, they would have been discovered a long time ago. Lin Han also took a risk, relying on them to know that they were in the dark, and they were not in a hurry to escape, but quietly hid in the dark, ready to wait for an opportunity to make a profit.

The two middle-aged people, one tall and one short, were obviously together, and they were very wary of the ink lines. I don't know if the ink pattern is too weak or deliberate, the movement is a little slow, the short one of the two is very anxiously urged: "Hurry up and take out the serpentine corundum, don't think about anything ......"

"Brother Kitayama, don't be impatient. The ink-patterned and thin hand touched the pillar of the pavilion, and said with a hoarse smile: "I didn't expect the two of you to have a time when you can't complete the task, I heard that your task this month is a ground-level formation, and there are only two kinds of serpentine corundum that need to be used in the ground-level formation, I don't know if your task is a hanging mirror array or a seven-peer golden hook array?"

The short man was hit by him, and suddenly the whole person's demeanor changed, he was already on guard, but when he heard this, his hand was already on his waist, obviously ready to make a move.

However, the tall one reached out and pressed his hand.

His voice was very gloomy, obviously the brainchild of the two, and he said in a threatening tone: "Mowen, you don't talk nonsense, the seven-sided serpentine corundum we want, is there or not?" I warn you not to do anything crooked, our Bishan brothers are not vegetarians." ”

Elder Inkvein laughed.

"Brother Bishan is too worried, I specially chose to trade here according to your requirements, even if I want to do it to you, I have to be careful about moving. Look, isn't this the serpentine corundum you want, and the eclipse gold I want brings ......."

He didn't know when he had already pulled out a small jade bottle from the pillar, which was much more advanced than the storage jade bottle that Lin Han usually used. The mouth of the bottle had been opened, emitting a fishy smell like venom of a poisonous snake, and the Bishan brothers were overjoyed when they saw it, and they reached out to take it.

Elder Mowen unhurriedly withdrew the jade bottle.

"My things have been taken out, but what about the two brothers? ”

The Bishan brothers glanced at each other, the tall Bishan nodded, and the short Beishan took out a gourd from his sleeve and poured a little golden powder on the palm of his hand.

Lin Han used the Suzaku Formation and used lunar eclipse gold, and only used a piece of lunar eclipse gold the size of a human head for one mission, and the eclipse gold was more precious, and the seven-sided serpentine corundum of the ink pattern elder had a zhang long and wide on one side, and Lin Han couldn't use so many materials for two missions. These things are all precious materials that Lin Han usually can't touch, and there are so many at once, it seems that there is indeed a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in this Cloud Thorn Temple.

Mowen saw that they had taken out something, so he handed over the jade bottle with one hand and the gourd in Beishan's hand with the other. Bishan stood beside him with his hands crossed, and the two brothers seemed to look at each other nonchalantly.

At this moment, something happened suddenly.

"Do it!" Beishan snorted coldly, and countless tentacle-like silver vines suddenly grew on his hands and arms, binding the ink-patterned and thin hands, and at the same time, Bishan threw out a small purple bowl, which rose when it saw the wind, turned into a huge bowl like a small hill, and buckled down from the air, detaining the three of them together with Lin Han, who was hiding in the dark.

Lin Han was surprised to find that the moment the giant bowl was buckled, every sound from the outside world disappeared.

"Okay, you actually used a silencer array, it seems that you have been prepared for a long time!" Mowen sneered.

"How can you deal with Elder Mowen if you don't make some preparations earlier!" said the mountain leader with a smug smile, obviously calculating the success of the old fox Mowen made him very proud. The north mountain and the ink pattern were tied together, but the silver vines seemed to be a little unable to support it, and the silver light reflected the blue muscles on his face, and he yelled at the mountain: "Don't talk nonsense with him, fight quickly!"

Without waiting for him to speak, Bishan was already hunched over and kneeling, and his palm slapped the ground. Countless metal blades stabbed out of the ground, and they were about to pierce the heart of the ink-patterned ten thousand swords. But I saw that countless black mist was permeated around the body of the ink vein, surrounding him, this mist seemed to be corrosive, and as soon as those sharp blades pierced into the black mist, they made a "zizi" sound, and were quickly corroded into broken copper and iron.

"Hahaha, it's ridiculous that you two living treasures still treat this set of formations as treasures! You don't know that Xuanjizi has just received a personal disciple Xiao Yan, and your new set of formation weapons is for him to refine. Xiao Shen went out of the Cloud Thorn Temple, when I fought with him back then, you didn't know where it was, and you still wanted to use this half of the Seven Absolute Golden Hook Array to kill me!

There were cruel words on Mowen's mouth, but his hands were not slack at all. Manipulating the black mist to wrap himself in a clump and corrode the surrounding qiqi, the silver vines that Beishan used to lock him were naturally not spared, only to hear Beishan's screams, and the hands that he withdrew were drenched in blood, and they were almost corroded to the bone.

"This old guy is amazing, let's make a trick!" Beishan shouted at Bishan with his hands covered.

Bi Shan was silent, directly took out a small silver sword, and slashed it in his palm, the small sword drank blood, and suddenly the red light was great, Beishan was not enough, pounced on the sword blade with both hands, and fed the blood all over his hands. The red light on the sword's body was so thick that it turned black, and it instantly burst open, turning into thousands of red flying swords, all twisted towards the ink pattern. The sword wind slashed through the black mist, and he was about to kill the ink pattern on the spot!

Mo Wen also knew that this was a matter of life and death, and no longer hid his strength, and with a wave of his robe sleeves, the black mist that was originally diffused instantly converged, condensed into a black phoenix, and opened his mouth to swallow all the sword momentum in the sky.

This sword array was triggered with blood, and it directly implicated the hearts of the Bishan brothers. The moment the sword array was swallowed, the two brothers fell to the ground together, their faces pale, and they vomited a large mouthful of blood.

Ink Pattern took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the black mist phoenix roared down, rushing straight towards the two of them.

"I didn't expect our two brothers to work hard to calculate, but they still fell into the trap of your old thief!" The general trend has gone, and Bi Shan scolded bitterly towards the ink pattern: "You know that our brother just made a silence array last month, and deliberately used serpentine corundum to lure us into attacking you!

"Truly, become a king or defeat a thief, you just wait for death!"

The black phoenix opened its huge mouth, and it was about to swallow the two of them, not even leaving the corpses, but Bi Shan, whose face was like gold paper, suddenly burst out laughing.

"Ink-streaked thief! If you kill us, don't even think about getting out of the way!"

The ink pattern was not afraid of the threat of the mountain, the phoenix roared down, the black mist wrapped the bodies of the two of them, and after the two of them let out a few screams, they fell silent. When the ink pattern was rejoicing in the victory, a silver light broke out of the phoenix's abdomen, splitting the phoenix's body and slashing directly at the ink pattern. Suddenly, the ink pattern only had time to dodge the vital point, and was still slashed on the shoulder by the silver light, leaving a huge wound.

What was frightening was that there was not a trace of blood coming out of his wound, and his skin was not the same flesh and blood as a normal person, but many bright red thorns were entwined together and were still growing slowly. It was as if he had become a skin, and the flesh under the skin had been eaten up by firethorn.

The wound almost tore the ink stripe in half, but he didn't care about wrapping it, but quickly gathered up the booty. The black mist swallowed the corpses of the two of them, but the treasures they carried with them were all spit out, and the storage magic weapons such as the gourd jade bottle fell to the ground, and the ink pattern put away these things, and picked up the small purple bowl engraved with a silencer array. His spiritual sense was much more powerful than that of these two brothers, and his spiritual sense penetrated into the silence array, and he could clearly see every grass and tree shrouded in the formation, and suddenly he let out a surprised sound.

It was too late, but it was too late, and a fiery red phoenix spread its wings behind him and pounced on him

Mo Wen had just gone through a vicious battle, was seriously injured, and was attacked by this sudden attack, and hurriedly turned the black mist to block it, but the fiery red Vermilion Bird swooped down, burned the black mist that was already at the end of the strong crossbow, and rushed straight towards him.

At the moment of life and death, the ink pattern burst out at an astonishing speed, and I saw him crush a jade talisman, and a lotus flower appeared at his feet, growing bigger and bigger, wrapping him in it.

The person who sneaked up on the attack seemed to be quite different from him—it could also be that he realized that his movements were detected, and fought desperately, and after the blow was blocked, the shadow of the fiery red phoenix faded a lot. Mowen sneered and put his mind at ease.

"I don't know whether to live or die!" he said coldly, picking up the sword formation left by the Bishan brothers, and raising his hand to point, a sword qi struck directly in the direction of the sneak attacker.

Where the sword qi fell, a deep wound was cut out of the city wall, and a thin figure in white rolled on the ground, narrowly avoiding the sword qi, still slashing his calf, and immediately bleeding.

Lin Han fell to the ground on one knee, covered the wound on his leg, and looked at the ink pattern vigilantly.

Their realms are too different. Although Lin Han's spiritual sense had been restored through the Guò Fire Thorn, it was still too different from the Yuan Infant Formation Mage. Seeing that another sword qi was slashed, Lin Han couldn't avoid it, so he simply smashed the jade bottle, and all the Vermilion Bird formations in the jade bottle rolled out.

He had already done two Suzaku Formation missions, saving more than thirty materials, and he only made twenty-five copies to hide here, just so that he could defend himself in a critical moment.

However, his spiritual sense could only manipulate up to ten of these Vermilion Bird Formations at the same time at the same time, and the condensed Vermilion Bird was completely unable to compete with the Ink Pattern Formation.

At the moment of life and death, he gritted his teeth and burst out with earth-shattering potential, his bloody palm slapped into the remaining fifteen small formations, and the fire thorns in the sea of consciousness instantly split to the extreme, and his head seemed to explode.

A lot of red light rushed out of his palm, merging into the Vermilion Bird in the air, the fire was magnificent, reflecting half of the sky, and the majestic Vermilion Bird Divine Beast roared down, engulfing the seriously injured ink veins with boundless flames.

At the same time, Lin Han was knocked to the ground by the sword qi of the ink pattern, and half of the bones of his body seemed to be crushed. He was in severe pain, lying on the ground, and it was difficult to move even a finger.

However, the ink pattern is even worse than him.

Suzaku's flames swept over, dispersing the silencer array and roasting the ink in the center of the flames like charcoal. Poor Mowen, a Yuanying elder, was tortured by firethorn for five whole years, and experienced a bitter battle with the Bishan brothers, but still survived. In the end, he died at the hands of a small Condensation Vein disciple.

It's just that Lin Han didn't have time to be happy.

The Vermilion Bird he forcibly summoned lost control and scattered the silence array, such a big movement had already woken up half of the Cloud Thorn Temple, and many people were approaching this side, and soon the guards and Xuanfeng Elders would arrive here.

Lin Han endured the severe pain on his body, climbed up with difficulty, and randomly collected the bodies of the three people into the gourd, and then staggered out of this place-

The small hill in the darkness couldn't see his five fingers, Lin Han groped in the dark with his memory, he had just passed through Elder Xuanfeng's medicinal field, and the crushed herbs emitted a fresh medicinal fragrance. The pavilion behind Elder Xuanfeng was already brightly lit, and it was impossible to sneak back and pretend that nothing had happened. The only way he could think of was to find a hidden place on a small hill tonight and hide for the night, and then sneak back tomorrow when the people were gone.

It's easy to say, but it's easier said than done, the guards have been alarmed, and they are pulling the net all the way to search, Lin Han can hear the sound of them approaching step by step from a distance, he is hiding all the way along the wall of the Cloud Thorn Temple, with serious injuries on his body, tired and painful, and he is about to be cornered. A hand suddenly reached out of the darkness and grabbed his arm. Lin Han was frightened, and his first reaction was to attack.

"Don't be afraid, it's me!" Lingxi's voice was very cautious in the dark: "I was just woken up by the sound of fighting, and when I saw that Suzaku, I knew it was you." ”

Although her voice was like heaven to Lin Han at this moment, Lin Han still did not let her guard down.

"How did you find me?"

"I found it with my spiritual sense. Lingxi had no scheming: "When I unfold my spiritual sense, I can cover half of the Cloud Thorn Temple, so I can find you every time you look at the clouds on the wall." ”

Lin Han's heart was full of shock.

When his spiritual sense was not damaged, he could also expand his spiritual sense to cover the entire hill, but compared to half of the Cloud Thorn Temple, the scope was still much smaller. The spirit rhino is smaller than Lin Han, and his cultivation is only condensed veins, and unlike Lin Han, who has been enhanced by the Spirit Sutra, he is born with such a strong spiritual sense!

He had never known about Lingxi's monthly tasks, and even if he knew that Lingxi had a high status in the Cloud Thorn Temple, he thought it was because Elder Xuanfeng loved her......

It turned out that Lingxi was also a spiritual genius.

The slender fingers of the girl in the darkness tightly grasped his wrist, regardless of the blood and mud on his body, she was stronger than Lin Han, and obviously knew better how many people were surrounding. He said in an anxious tone: "We have to get out of this place quickly, they will soon search for it, and only by hurrying south can we have a chance to get out of the encirclement." ”

Lin Han lost too much blood, and randomly took out two pills and ate them, but his consciousness was still a little sluggish. The wound on his leg was the worst, the blood soaked through his trousers and sticked to his calf, and the blood accumulated in his shoes, still gritting his teeth and walking south with the support of Lingxi......

Seeing that the voice of the guard was getting closer and closer, and when the two were about to fall into the encirclement, Lingxi stepped on the air, and the stone under his feet fell directly, Lin Han was led by her and fell down, the two rolled into a hole like a gourd in the dark, Lin Han was pumped by the vines in the hole and his face hurt hotly, and the last thought of passing out was:

With so many vines, this cave must be quite hidden.