Yes, surveillance is everywhere. Xuan Yujia lowered her voice, using a volume that only the three of them could hear, "In this place, everyone's every move is monitored by the sect master, please be careful." ”

Is there such a Shinto way?

Nie Tian looked around casually, and did not feel any fluctuations in the aura of martial artists or ordinary people, it should not be a monitoring achieved through manpower.

If it's not the magic used, it's just some modern technology.

Unfortunately, it didn't work for him.

Thinking so, the door of the basement "creaked" open, and Zhai Qing appeared in front of the three of them again.

"Huh?" Zhao Song's eyes widened in surprise, "Mr. Zhai, what's wrong with you?"

I saw that Zhai Qing who reappeared not only lost his previous arrogant appearance, but his face was still blue and swollen, especially the two red slap prints on his cheeks, which showed that this person had been treated excessively below.

Tsk, it hurts just to look at it, it's not light, right?

Zhao Song's heart was secretly refreshed, but there was a curious look on his face.

Zhai Qing did not answer Zhao Song's question directly, but first bowed to Nie Tian ninety degrees, and apologized loudly: "Nie Shao, I'm sorry for being rude before, please forgive me!"

"What?" Nie Tian was a little puzzled, was he beaten with him?

However, Zhai Qing didn't seem to really want to get Nie Tian's "forgiveness", and after saying goodbye, he straightened up neatly, and made a gesture of inviting in with his palm towards the door of the basement: "Nie Shao, Young Master Komatsu, please, the sect master is waiting for you in the reception room." ”

Even the title changed, Nie Tian and Zhao Song followed Zhai Qing into the underground passage, secretly looking forward to it.

Regardless of whether the sect master recognized himself or not, he beat Zhai Qing, his right-hand man, in front of him, and ordered him to apologize to himself, no matter what the reason, it was enough to show that this so-called sect master was still a little scheming.

This is much more useful than Zhai Qing's previous fluttering words.

Perhaps in order to prevent himself from escaping, Xuan Yujia also followed closely behind him, and the more he walked inside, the more he could feel the abnormal mood swings of Xuan Yujia.

It's interesting, maybe a few more steps, and she should be exposed.

This so-called sect master may not be as wasteful as he thought at the beginning.

Nie Tian raised his eyebrows slightly, warned Xuan Yujia through the prohibition, and secretly signaled with his eyes, finally making her mood swings a little more normal.

He doesn't mind being exposed, but only for his own intentions, not by someone else.

Walking down from the entrance of the cross is a long, narrow and dark passage, lit by torches every dozen meters on both sides of the wall, but not only does it not brighten up this passage, but it adds a bit of gloomy atmosphere.

Passing through the passageway, the bright ceiling lights and bright red carpet in the lobby make you feel like you are in a five-star hotel.

"Go this way. Zhai Qing turned a corner and motioned for Nie Tian to follow, and there were young people walking around along the way, stopping from time to time to salute Zhai Qing and Xuan Yujia.

Nie Tian noticed that unlike those people in uniform black suits and uniforms outside, these young people were wearing everything, their faces were full of vigor and vitality, and if they didn't consider the environment they were in, they looked no different from ordinary college students outside.

What's more, this place doesn't know what method is used, since coming in, Nie Tian found that the aura of others seemed to be cut off, such as the young people who came and went, although he could see that they were not ordinary people, but he couldn't perceive what kind of cultivation they were doing.

If it weren't for him, in such an atmosphere, I'm afraid that vigilance alone would have consumed a lot of attention.

Zhao Song, on the other hand, did not have the ubiquitous sense of oppression, but became relaxed.

"This is what the Sect Master meant. Zhai Qing suddenly said in a loud voice, "Most of the people here are still low-level disciples, and they haven't gotten permission to go out of the mountain yet, so in order to prevent us from putting too much pressure on them, the sect master has specially set up this kind of device." ”

Sounds like it's for everyone's good.

Nie Tian sneered in his heart.

After passing through a few more corridors, in front of a straight corridor, Zhai Qing suddenly stopped and said, "Xuan Yujia, you can retreat." ”

Xuan Yujia bowed silently, gave Nie Tian a cautious look in the dark, and turned to leave.

Nie Tian was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Oh, nothing, he's just not good enough. Zhai Qing smiled, "Nie Shao and Young Master Komatsu don't care, the sect master is waiting for you in the front room." ”

Nie Tian noticed that although there were people in all places before this, the corridor in front of the room in front of him, which was said to be the Sect Master's hospitality, was empty, only the golden chandeliers and the red carpet with gold trim symbolized the unusualness of this place.

"You please. Zhai Qing moved out of the way and motioned for Nie Tian to move forward, "The sect master has an order, and if he wants to meet you and Young Master Komatsu alone, I will guard outside." ”

Everything in front of him made people feel weird, but since they had all come here, they had no choice but to continue walking, Nie Tian stubbornly walked through the corridor and gently knocked on the metal door in front of him.

"Come in. The old and thick voice sounded, the words were round in Chinese, mixed with some accents from the northern region, and Nie Tian confirmed that he had never heard this voice before. But Zhao Song, who was beside him, was suddenly stunned, and he didn't know why his body suddenly stiffened.

Pushing open the door and entering, there was a long table four or five meters long in the golden-decorated room, which was also decorated with a luxurious red carpet, and it seemed that the people who designed this underground space had an inexplicable attachment to the red carpet.

There were two high-backed chairs at each end of the table, and the chairs near the door were empty, obviously for Nie Tian.

knew that there were three people coming in, but he didn't prepare Zhao Song's seat.

And what really made Nie Tian feel strange was the white-robed old man sitting on the chair across the table.

It was an old man who looked to be in his seventies, but he couldn't tell his real age, and unlike the "disciples" who were all dressed in modern clothes outside, the old man in front of him had a long white beard, wearing a pure white gold-trimmed Taoist robe with an ancient style, and a kind smile on his face, and he even looked a little like a Taoist with fairy wind bones.

Nie Tian frowned, always feeling that the old man in front of him had a sense of disobedience, but he couldn't say exactly where the disobedience was.

"Presumably you are Nie Tian's little brother?" The old man's mixed voice sounded again, with a bit of demagogic taste, but he seemed to ignore Zhao Song, "Sit down, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Nie Tian was slightly displeased, but he was not polite, he sat down directly, and waved his hand to Zhao Song to stand behind him.