Chapter Eighty-Nine: Walking in the Mist
Under the breeze and bright moon, there is a thick fog rolling inside the ghost gate. Silent but heart-wrenching.
In the thick fog, there was a dark silence, except for the occasional sound of partridge screams.
In the dense forest in the mountains, through the dense fog that obscures the starry sky and the bright moon, the traces of pedestrians fall into the eyes.
Following the eyes of the disciple surnamed Wang, Ye Hanxue's expression was slightly stunned, his cold eyes showed a little surprise, and he restrained his surprise for a moment, thinking carefully about Liu Yiguan's somewhat strange performance over the past few days, and couldn't help but fall into contemplation, no matter where he looked at it, Liu Yiguan was not like the person surnamed Wang said.
"Me?" Leaning on the trunk of the tree and looking at everyone's eyes, Liu Yiguan put away his previous laziness and was dumbfounded.
"Are you kidding? Xiao Guan's cultivation is the weakest among us, probing the murderous aura? Even if my current cultivation is spread out with all my strength, it will be extremely difficult to find the demon's murderous aura in this vast fog! He can't do it, don't embarrass him!" Zhao Xihu stood sideways in front of him, looking up at the disciple surnamed Wang, the cold stars in his eyes flickered, not killing intent, like anger.
Liu Yiguan was slightly silent, glanced at the person in front of him, and then looked around, everyone looked at him with disbelief and doubt.
He suddenly felt a little cold, the night was slightly cold, he was deep in the mountains and forests, if ordinary people would feel a little cold, but as an immortal, he was different from mortals, some coldness was unharmed to him, but this coldness came from the heart, he was silent, still silent.
"Amitabha! Although the little monk didn't know where the king learned that this person could detect the killing intent here, even if he could do it, it must be related to the treasure he held in my Buddha Gate!"
"If you talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth open! It is said that Buddhist disciples have always had a gentle temperament, and I can't imagine that there are people with such a fierce temperament, if he talks like this nonsense, then don't blame me and other Xianmen disciples for using methods against him. After waving his hand and folding the fan, pinning it into his waist, the chill in Qu Fu's eyes grew, he and Liu Yiguan have often eaten, drunk and had fun these days, although he still has no understanding of some dark places in his heart, but he is not the kind of person who is extremely vicious and unkind, at least, he has no other evil thoughts in his heart.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and Zhao Xihu, who was looking sideways here, even held the hilt of Qingfeng's sword in his palm, and the killing intent spread in an instant, like the tranquility before the shower, as if there would be a sword light and sword shadow in the next moment!
"Stop!" The exclamation of the disciple surnamed Wang echoed categorically, and in an instant, he came to the front of the disciples of the Immortal Sect, and looked at the disciples of the Buddha Sect with cold eyes, and his breath had already condensed into his body, which was the precursor of his move.
"Dear benefactors, the junior disciples of the poor monks have no malicious intentions, they are just anxious in their hearts, don't be rude!" Seeing that he was in front of all the Buddhist disciples, he folded his hands and dissuaded him from speaking, and then turned back and scolded.
"Apologize immediately when you see nothing! You have already made a mistake, don't make a big mistake again. ”
Everything happened too fast, even if Jianming had the intention to stop it, there was nothing to do, and the only way to do it now was to ease the hostility between the two sides, so Jianming made a decision without hesitation.
Looking at the group of Xianmen disciples, seeing the sense of shame rising in his heart, in his heart this was just a vent of dissatisfaction, but he didn't know that it almost caused a catastrophe, his black and white eyes stared at Liu Yiguan, with a touch of hatred, his hands folded and bowed his head.
"It's the poor monk who said it in vain, and I ask you not to blame it. ”
The depths of the dense fog became darker and darker, and the disciple surnamed Wang pinched his fingers to count the hours, but his eyes fell on Liu Yiguan.
"If you believe me, go here. Silent for a moment, Liu Yiguan raised his head and pointed to one place, his words were as plain as water, as if he didn't care, but after his left palm was clenched and then relaxed, he still fell into the cold eyes of the night cold snow, and his watery eyes quietly swept a touch of brilliance.
"Little crown ......" Zhao Xihu stepped forward with his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but Liu Yiguan walked forward as if he didn't notice it, until the thick fog gradually engulfed his figure, Zhao Xihu's outstretched hand was not put down, but his face couldn't help but climb a little lonely.
"How can he detect the murderous aura? What the hell is going on?" When a person walked in front of him and was about to pass him, Zhao Xihu grabbed this person's shoulder and said coldly.
"I don't know, I don't need to know, and is this important to you?" stopped and the disciple surnamed Wang said sideways.
Silent, he didn't know how to speak, important, not important, or compared to it, it was much worse.
Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, let go of the worries in his heart, and looked at everyone who followed, although with a little doubt, but after all, he followed him, the process is not important, everything only depends on the result.
"Senior Brother Xihu, you're okay. The clear sound was like a dream, calling him back, and he stared sideways, the worry on his neon face was so clear.
"It's okay, it's just a small crown...... Makes me a little worried. Shaking his head slightly, he looked at the figure that had been engulfed in the thick fog, and walked side by side with Nicai's palm, regardless of the powerlessness of Nicai's cheeks that he suddenly grabbed his palm.
I don't know how long it took, even the disciple surnamed Wang couldn't help frowning and wanted to ask Liu Yiguan if he really knew whether the path was right or wrong, Ye Hanxue, who had been walking behind Liu Yiguan, suddenly raised his head and his eyes condensed slightly, and a touch of surprise flashed over his cold face.
"It's really in this direction!" "Seeing Ming, who flashed a little Buddha light between his eyebrows from time to time, suddenly stopped and said.
"Senior brother, didn't he sense the murderous aura?" Seeing that Kong's face changed, he couldn't help but ask.
"It's not like that, but there seems to be someone in front of me who is exerting mana, and with the help of the power of the 'Shura Pupil', I know that there are many people with cultivation in front of me who are burdened with the obstacle of killing, and there should be no doubt that they are demon sect demons!" After speaking, looking to the side, the disciple surnamed Wang had already stared at him when he heard the voice, nodded slightly, and continued to move forward, but the vigilance between his eyebrows was raised to the extreme.
"Everyone should be careful, there will be a formation trap set by the demon here!"
Everyone's hearts were awe-inspiring, these words were a warning to them, and they also indicated the existence of the demon sect in front of them, and Liu Yiguan, who led them here, became the gathering place of their eyes, and all kinds of thoughts quietly appeared in their hearts, and the Buddhist disciples were even more flickering, but when they touched the sights, they retreated, and they didn't know the so-called mockery before seeing the sky, which had already made the disciples of the Tianxian Sect feel estranged, if any more careless remarks touched the string in their hearts, I was afraid that they would really be subjected to the sword light and sword shadow of the disciples of the Immortal Sect without hesitation!
"You're doing a good job this time!" walked silently to Liu Yiguan's side, and the disciple surnamed Wang nodded in praise.
Looking at Liu Yiguan's back, Mo Hua's eyes were a little strange, but he suddenly stepped on a dead wood branch that fell in the forest, but it was quite common to walk in the forest, Mo Hua still walked forward, and the dead wood branch that was broken in two flashed a dark light, which was quite weird.
In the dense forest valley, Lao Jiu's closed eyes that were cross-legged to maintain the formation suddenly widened, and a touch of surprise flashed across his slightly pale face.
"Someone!" he said flatly, his muffled words as if they were roaring, echoing through the valley with a clear reverberation.
The words startled the four directions, and the two disciples of the Soul Refining Sect hidden in the shadows all appeared, looking around vigilantly, but the wind was blowing and the forest was moving, but how could anyone else exist?
"What are you struggling with? This place is in the depths of the mist, how can anyone else exist but us?" Kui Luan looked around in shock, and only after the qi machine stared at the surroundings for a moment did he relax his heart, and said coldly.
"Someone just stepped on the formation I set, no one has come in this obstacle for a long time, and now it's late at night, it is impossible for someone to come here for no reason!" Lao Jiu's eyebrows were solemn, after coming here, he set up countless formations in this forest, not a trap, but a kind of qi machine traction, and there is nothing hurtful, as long as someone steps on the formation he set, he will know.
Therefore, when he arrived in the hinterland of the Central Plains, how could he dare to act recklessly, but because of this, he did not set that kind of insidious and vicious trap, he just wanted to use the countless formations he set up in this forest to detect the arrival of others, but it was too remote for no one to come.
However, suddenly someone stepped on the formation he had set up, how could he not be surprised?
"I remember that one of your subordinates left here in the afternoon and seems to have not returned, so he must have come back. Kui Luan said suddenly.
Lao Jiu was slightly stunned, with a little embarrassment on his face, he looked at the girl not far away, and his heart rippled slightly.
The person who has not returned so far is his subordinate, and this time he walked out of the obstacle of this continuous mountain just to have fun, because today is the last day, so he asked him to go down the mountain and bring two Central Plains women to have fun here, but he never thought that the eldest lady of the Soul Refining Sect would come here in the evening, at that time he was shocked in his heart, and he was even more afraid that the disciple of the Soul Refining Sect would bring the Central Plains woman, but if this little aunt and grandmother asked, how should he explain? With her intelligence, she can quickly perceive her intentions, and her long-term tout will come to naught......
Suddenly, a dark shadow passed in front of him, and he shook his head suddenly.
"No way! He has an artifact that contains a trace of my qi, and there is only one road in this forest to get here, and I told him before I left, it will never be him!"
"Then what should we do now? even if we give up this trip, we can't let the eldest lady be hurt in the slightest, otherwise we won't be able to escape the involvement!" Kui Luan immediately understood the worry in Lao Jiu's heart, and when he thought of this, he couldn't help but retreat slightly.
"What's wrong? You're so nervous. A girl's words came into his ears with curiosity, Lao Jiu looked back, and the girl was already close to him, looking into his eyes and waiting for his answer.
"This ......" Lao Jiu hesitated, he didn't know if he really told the girl what happened.
"Say it quickly, otherwise I'll let you taste the power of the 'Soul Sealing Stick'!" The girl's willow eyebrows were upside down, and she unceremoniously took out a thing that seemed to be a bamboo skewer from her sleeve, about three inches long, but one end was as sharp as a knife, although it was wooden, it couldn't help but make people feel a little chill.