392 Don't mention the old things
The golden halo enveloped the area more and more, and the bone elf grabbed the swordsman who wanted to step forward: "Don't go, otherwise even you will be sucked in." ”
"However, you can't just look at ......" Su Bodhi, whose lower half of his body had already disappeared into the halo, was still smiling, and the real person was not anxious at all, and the swordsman frowned: "Don't you think his reaction is a little strange?"
"You've finally found out. The bone elf pouted, "You just rushed around like a headless fly, and I'm really afraid you'll be sucked in." ”
Although he learned from Wanyang Zhenren about the method of communicating with their world, he was still in danger after entering. Without complete certainty, no one dares to rush into danger again.
"Su Bo's senior, he ...... Is it voluntary?" looked at the figure that had disappeared into the halo little by little, and couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.
"Now it seems, so. "Su Bodhi has been famous for a long time, and he will not even know the role of the mountains and rivers society. Moreover, looking at his expression, he was obviously very happy, how could he be like the swordsman just now, and worry about him in vain.
The light finally faded, and there was a calm in all directions, and if it weren't for the scrolls still floating in the air to testify, I really thought that nothing had happened just now.
"Then what should we do now?" said that he was going to lend this picture to Su Bodhi to take a look, but he didn't expect others to be sucked in directly.
The swordsman was not worried that Heavenly Court would send someone to ask for the treasure map, how should he deal with it, but that he was afraid that Su Bodhi would be trapped inside and would not be able to get out.
However, since he was voluntary, he couldn't get out, maybe he was happy to see it. The swordsman comforted himself. Even if someone else's decision is wrong, it shouldn't be their turn to bear the consequences.
"Then tell his disciples about Su Bodhi, let's go back to Chang'an. "The bone elf knows what the swordsman is thinking, and he doesn't want to stay here and waste time for a long time.
The two hit it off, but they were stopped by many disciples of Lingtai Mountain at the mountain gate: "You deceived the ancestor, and you dare to say that you can leave?"
"These are all misunderstandings. Besides, the treasure map was obviously asked to be seen by Subodhi himself. You can't be relied upon, right?" the swordsman is polite and doesn't fight in one place, why do you have to be talked about if you do a good deed this year.
"The master ancestor obviously just wants to take a look at the mountains and rivers and the society, why are people disappearing now!" Several disciples led by the disciples became more and more unwilling to back down half a point.
As if they were the ones who were arguing with the words, the bone elf grabbed the wrist of the swordsman and said, "Don't worry about a bunch of fools. This may be impolite, but the other party's attitude is so bad that people can't help but curse.
The bone elf spreads its bone wings and wants to fly into the sky with the swordsman. The senseless dispute could only make this group of ignorant disciples even more arrogant, and when Su Bodhi himself was willing to come out of the mountains and rivers society, the truth would naturally be revealed.
"Do you want to go? Several white robes flashed in the field of vision, and the bone elf felt a widening net of light appear above his head, and it was pressed down in an instant.
"What is this?" the bone elves looked around, only to realize that the net that had pressed them down from the sky had begun to turn into a sphere at some point.
And they were locked in the very center of the sphere.
"This is meant to lock you strangers. One of them raised his sword finger, a point of light flickering on his fingertip, and it seemed that he was the key to the continuous operation of this circle.
"Huh, Inhuman?" a deep voice sounded, but it came from some direction.
"Okay, you guys, you still have accomplices. The disciple at the head quickened the incantation in his mouth, and a glowing ball shrank smaller and smaller, clinging tightly to the two swordsmen and bone elves.
"Let us out. The bone elf was angry, and slammed his fist on the glowing ball wall, "What kind of Lingtai Mountain, it is still a master, and the master has taught such a group of disciples?"
A middle-aged man slowly walked out behind him, although the clothes he was wearing were extremely ordinary, but the temperament around his body forced people to hold their breath and concentrate: "You said that people are strangers, but what you are doing now is an ordinary person?"
"Who should I be, it turns out ......" The disciple let down his guard, and did not forget to mock a few words: "It turns out that he is just a mountain village man." ”
The bone elves and swordsmen struggled to set their eyes in the direction of the mortals. Fang Cun Lingtai Mountain Zhong Lingyu is beautiful, but near this mountain range, they have only seen one person other than the disciples of Lingtai Mountain. It was the woodcutter who led them the way at that time, and this time it wouldn't be so coincidental that he would be him.
"The mountain village man will not oppress visitors for no reason. But you are losing the face of Subodhi. Coincidentally, the book is not written, and the person who came is really the woodcutter before: "You better release them as soon as possible, lest it become a joke." ”
"Ignorant woodcutter. The man gritted his teeth, and a faint angry voice came from his throat: "You!"
The jade pendant, which exuded a soft luster, was taken out of a silk handkerchief by the woodcutter, "Let them go." ”
The expressions of those disciples in Taoist uniforms changed, and they were so shocked that they couldn't speak for a long time: "You, you are ......" Even if there are a few guys who react quickly, they can't say a complete sentence.
The swordsman's mind suddenly flashed to the scene when they saw this woodcutter when they were descending the mountain, and he said that he was a disciple of Lingtai Mountain and a disciple of Su Bodhi.
As for why he took the initiative to leave the school, at least for now, it is a mystery.
"Are you Senior Uncle Yiyuan?" or the disciple who was the leader reacted the fastest, and recognized the woodcutter in front of him by virtue of the jade pendant that symbolized his identity in the door.
Uncle Yiyuan, an uncle who has almost disappeared from the door in recent years. There are not a few disciples in the Lingtai Mountain Gate, but most of them are the disciples who are taught by the Su Bodhi Patriarch, so it is really a supreme honor to call Su Bodhi "Master".
For this uncle, who has been regarded as a genius since he was a child, the disciples in the door are all curious and dare not say much. It is even said that it is a taboo.
For a long time, only the master drove the disciples out, and it was rare for a disciple to take the initiative to leave the master. What's more, this division is still the Lingtai Mountain that everyone in the Three Realms yearns for.
The vigorous suppression and blockade of news has made the news like dead wood in spring, and everything has unconsciously spread to everyone's ears.
"What uncle!" the woodcutter smiled bitterly, as if laughing at himself: "It's just a woodcutter." But you young heroes, can you let the two of them go?"
The disciple who was the leader was stunned for a moment, and then directly put away his fingers that were constantly emitting spiritual power. The light mist that was clinging to the two of them dissipated.
The swordsman and the bone elf were busy moving their necks, and because of the magic circle, the two of them could not make any large movements in the enclosed space.
The sudden twist just now really sprained my neck.