The hearts of the two of them also went up and down with Yu Zefeng's situation. The only thing that makes them firmly believe is that the young master is getting better day by day, but the specific time is not known how many springs and autumns will be needed.

During this period, Uncle Hua summoned the Mingxin Sword Sect several times, but there was no news of them all in the sea.

Fortunately, there is a Fang City, which can solve all the needs of the master and servant, and there are no worries.

And Uncle Hua, as a Soul Transformation Rank cultivator, is also a rare master in the area around the Fog Hidden Mountain Range, and with his back to the Sword Sect, no one has come here without opening his eyes.

But everything was just a façade, and no one cared about the Mingxin Sword Sect several times, and the news spread for some reason. Some people with a heart think that Yugufang is no longer concerned and valued by the Mingxin Sword Sect.

Today, Zhu'er pushed Yu Zefeng out of the valley, squatted on his back, and walked along the trail towards the opposite peak.

Climb to the top of the peak and have a wide view, and the hazy mist on the mountainside is like a jade belt surrounding the fairy.

Looking at the verdant greenery, the mountains and mountains are beautiful, the insects and birds are vibrant, and the gusts of mountain breeze gently stir up the hair of the master and servant.

The peak was rocky, Zhu'er put down Yu Zefeng, leaned against a stone recess, took out a handkerchief from his arms, gently stuck the sweat that did not exist on his forehead, and untied the water bladder from his waist to feed him to drink.

Then he found that he didn't bring the pastries, and hurriedly said to Yu Zefeng:

"Young master, you wait here, the slave maid will go down to get the pastries, and I'll be back in a while. ”

Of course, there will be no answer, pursed his lips and hesitated for a moment, then turned around and ran towards the bottom of the peak.

Crossing the mountainside mist from the position of Tamasawa, you can just see the valley mouth of the city below. In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhu'er's figure hurried into the fang market from the valley mouth.

Although the peak is not high, there are hundreds of zhang, which can also be seen that the pearl is very fast. She must be just a young girl with no cultivation, and she must be a young master who is not worried about the peak, so she is in such a hurry.

Only a few moments after Zhu'er entered the valley, a group of people came from outside the valley mouth, numbering in their early forties.

The crowd did not enter the valley, but four people walked out of it, walked back and forth along the valley mouth, took out finger-sized white crystals from their arms, and buried them in the ground.

After a while, the valley found out about this situation, and only heard a bell ringing, and the sound was rapid and piercing, and it was heard several miles away.

After the bell rang, I saw that the blank fog on the valley fluctuated violently, as if there was a dragon tumbling and stirring inside, and then the white fog subsided, and a transparent formation light cover covered the entire valley.

Immediately after that, a group of people rushed to the valley mouth noisyly, and the person in front of him was Uncle Hua, dressed in dark blue monk robes, with a resolute face, his eyes stared sharply at the valley mouth, and he frowned and said:

"May I ask who is in charge at the moment? What do you mean by setting up a formation at the mouth of the valley? This valley already has a master. ”

When a group of people outside the valley heard this, they burst into laughter, but no one responded in time, and after more than ten breaths, the laughter of the crowd intermittently, and a man in a black robe came out of the crowd and walked outside the formation laid by the previous few people before stopping.

The man had a dark complexion, a pair of small and narrow eyes, and a fierce and stinging gaze, and sneered:

"Huh...... We only came here because of the Lord, and what can I do if I go to the land without the Lord?" The man's tone was strange and full of ridicule, and after speaking, he and the group behind him laughed again.

The look of anger on Uncle Hua's face flashed, and he said in a cold voice: "What do you mean, please make it clear that although Yugufang is small, it is not something that any cat or dog can be presumptuous here. ”

"The contemptible person's surname is Ming, and you come to the Styx Mountain, your tone is not small, you must have listened to my words, and you also know in your heart where we come from? The black-robed man waved his hand and shook his head disapprovingly.

The crowd behind Uncle Hua heard a commotion, and the buzzing sound sounded.

"What is from the Stygian Mountain, isn't that the Stygian Mountain Bandit Group?"

"That's right, the Stygian Mountain bandit group specializes in plundering some villages and towns, adventure groups, small markets, and caravans without a backstage, and is notorious for its evil. ”

"It's over...... It's these bandits, and it looks like the valley is going to be looted this time. ”

"What to do, does begging for mercy work?"

"It's just a robbery, it shouldn't kill anyone, right?"

"Why are you so unlucky, all your net worth is here, and you still want to buy a practice after trading. ”

............

The crowd was very noisy, the mood was negative, the words were full of panic, fear and helplessness, and it was not difficult to hear that some people wanted to hand over their belongings and save their lives.

In fact, it's no wonder that everyone is timid and spineless, it's really beyond their strength.

The leader of the Stygian Mountain Bandit Group is the peak strength of the Soul Transformation Level, and except for Uncle Hua who is in the middle stage of the Soul Transformation Realm, there is no one in the valley who is a strong person in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

The cultivation realm is divided into deep and strict levels, and the difference in strength between each realm is very large, and the higher the level, the more so.

It's not something that can be made up by relying on the number of people, there must be no fools in the cultivators, and there will be no fools in the cultivators, and there will be no people who will fight head-on, and a high realm means faster speed and stronger strength, with speed and strength much higher than that of individuals, they can also fight a group of people by themselves.

The realm of cultivation is divided according to the human realm, the earth realm, and the heavenly realm, and the human realm has three levels:

Naling Level:

Absorb the aura into the meridians, let the aura fill and improve the meridians. The meridians of the human body are like mountain springs, when enough spiritual power is incorporated to form a Zhoutian cycle, three inches below the navel to open up a spiritual power space, that is, the dantian.

Spiritual Level:

After the dantian is opened, the spiritual power is used to nourish the five internal organs, and through the different functions of the five internal organs, the spiritual power is transported to all parts of the body, so that the spiritual power is integrated into the bones, blood, hair and other positions.

Soul Level:

When the whole body is filled with spiritual power, it can be directly released, and at the same time, it can also use its own spiritual power as a guide to mobilize spatial spiritual power to attack.

Through the generalization of the realm, we can see the strength of the spirit level.

The front is still the process of improving one's own spiritual power, and the spiritual transformation level can already release spiritual power, and it can also mobilize the spiritual power in the space, whether it is quantity or quality, it will crush the monks of the first two orders.

And this is only the third order of the human realm, there are also earth realms and heavenly realms on top of it...... It can be seen that the cultivation is broad and profound, and the hardships of the slow path are not easy.

That's why the crowd in Fang City is so pessimistic, not to mention that the Stygian Mountain bandit group has been rampant in the Fog Hidden Mountain Range for decades, not to mention the peak strength of the Commander's Spirit Level, even the dozens of people under his command are also good at the Spirit Melting Level.

Uncle Hua frowned, and his heart was turbulent, and he secretly complained bitterly.

"It turned out to be a peerless Daoist, and the owner of my family is the grandson of the three elders of the Inscription Sword Sect, and he is not completely without heels. Today, all the Taoist friends have come from afar, and the contemptible people are also willing to make a friend, willing to give a generous gift, and also ask the Daoist friends to withdraw from the formation, this valley is a place for the young master to recuperate, it is really inconvenient to disturb. ”

After speaking, there was a sadness in his heart, not only for himself but also for the young master, a few years ago, he didn't dare to be presumptuous here with ten guts.

It has been three years since there has been no message from the Inscription Sword Sect, and this is the root of the group of people in front of them who dare to act recklessly here.

At this time, Zhu'er clenched her silver teeth in the crowd, and her eyes continued to change between the people in the Stygian Mountain, Uncle Hua, and the top of the opposite mountain. She was very anxious in her heart, her right hand clenched her left wrist, and a circle of bruises appeared on her white and tender skin, but she herself was unaware.