As they got closer and closer to that green mountain, the number of Dongyue Sect disciples who followed far behind the group also increased.

Finally, a cold old face suddenly appeared among the many young faces, and the short gray-clothed old man stood with his hands in his hands, his feet firmly on the branches, and his eyes were tightly hooked on Lin Ze's body.

"Deacon Fang!" Zhao Jinian raised his head and found the existence of the other party, and hurriedly hugged his fists in greeting.

This old man belongs to Huayang Peak with himself, and he is one of the extremely senior deacons, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and it is said that more than ten years ago, he was already in the realm of building the foundation of the Great Perfection, but he didn't expect the other party to come.

"Hmm. Deacon Fang nodded, and continued to look at Lin Ze in the distance, a pair of cloudy eyes did not blink for a long time, as if he wanted to see the green-robed Taoist through.

After a long while, he listlessly withdrew his gaze and whispered, "Scare Lao Tzu." ”

Xiao Qingshan's eccentric Elder Zhang had already died last month, and there was no disciple who could inherit the Dao system, so the peaks in the sect naturally began to discuss what to do with this vacant mountain.

Now that it is in the negotiation stage, Huayangfeng also wants to get a piece of the pie.

At this time, a new Elder Qingshan with a seal suddenly appeared, what did he want to do?

He put down what he was doing and hurried over, looked carefully, and found that the other party was actually a monk who had just broken through the foundation building period, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

"Do you know that man?" asked the gray-clad man, lowering his head.

"No...... I haven't seen it. Zhao Jinian's eyes flickered, and he hurriedly denied it.

"I haven't seen it either. Deacon Fang smacked his lips and rolled his eyes: "It looks like a mud leg from outside the sect, and he dares to mix any muddy water into it." ”

I don't know where that person got the Qingshan Seal, but with this cultivation alone, he also wants to make trouble with the wind and rain, which sounds like a joke.

Shaking his head, he turned to leave.

"Deacon Fang, aren't you going to ask?" Zhao Jinian gritted his teeth and called the other party.

"What do you ask? He wants to call himself Elder Qingshan, let's walk up this Qingshan first. Deacon Fang sneered, such a delicious piece of fatty meat, if it can be easily eaten in your mouth, can you still make Zhu Feng wait for a month?

Hearing this, Zhao Jinian was stunned: "You mean the eight-question sword formation?"

"Nonsense. The old man squinted.

According to the rules of the sect, the inner gate is not allowed to interfere with the hands of the outer gate, but no one expected that a sword immortal of the Jindan realm would pop up, and in the name of worshipping the senior brother, he insisted on putting down a big array, and stopped a group of outer gate elders at the foot of the mountain for a month and did not dare to move, which can be said to be enough to put on the limelight.

However, the outer gate peaks can't control each other, and there are always people in the inner door who will speak.

There is always a time limit for worshipping the senior brother, and everyone's patience is very sufficient, just wait slowly.

He originally thought that this so-called Elder Qingshan was a pawn found by the other party, and he was a little panicked, but he didn't expect that he was just a fool in the early stage of foundation building, and he didn't even have the qualifications to play on the chessboard.

Qin Jianxian would not be stupid enough to find such a person to disgust the Outer Gate Peaks, so he dared to be sure that the Qing-robed Daoist would never pass through the Eight Question Sword Formation, and who would admit that Elder Qingshan, who couldn't even go back to Qingshan?

"Deacon Fang was really thoughtful. Zhao Jinian said with a flattering face.

"When he sees the big array, he will naturally get out of the Dongyue Sect honestly. The old man flicked his sleeves slightly, glanced at him, and said lightly: "When he steps out of that door, you will go and get the Qingshan seal back...... Forget it, let's go in person. ”

“......”

Hearing this, the smile on Zhao Jinian's face faded, and he subconsciously opened his mouth, his eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and he slowed down for a long time, and finally swallowed back the blocking words in his throat.

Deacon Fang actually wanted to kill Master.

He hesitated for a long time, bowed his head, and pretended not to hear.

......

......

"Elder Lin, please. Daotong smiled and moved out of the way.

Lin Ze frowned and looked ahead, only to see that the hill was covered with a layer of lush green, and the stone ladder paved with bluestone slabs was winding, straight into the mountainside, and the faint clouds and mist were shrouded, as if it were a fairyland.

Just by looking closely, you can find that the whole mountain is inexplicably a little less vibrant, and it looks a little gray.

His gaze fell, and he rested on the dirt floor in front of the stone staircase, where there were a few random notches that looked like a urchin had scratched the ground with a wooden sword.

"What is this?" Lin Ze looked at Dao Tong.

"Eight questions about the sword formation. The boy blinked, and there was a bit of banter in his eyes.

"Senior Lin. Zhao Ling seemed to suddenly remember something, his face changed suddenly, he walked over and pulled Lin Ze's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "You don't know this formation?"

Lin Ze looked up, and there were Dongyue Sect disciples who were ready to watch a good show.

Looking around seemingly casually, you can guess the general situation from their conversation.

The title deed in the envelope is the key to Xiaoqingshan, but now the situation has changed, and it seems that someone has changed the lock on this mountain, which not only prevents those who are watching Qingshan, but also blocks himself, the only heir, from the outside.

And this group of people came to see the jokes.

Seeing Lin Ze's expression change, the smile on Dao Tong's face became more presumptuous, and Zhao Ling swallowed his saliva, not knowing what to say.

Su Bailu led Xiao Bao and stood quietly behind him, with a slight worry in his eyes.

Although they didn't know what was happening, they could feel the change in the atmosphere, and the master seemed to be in trouble.

"It's been a month since the mountain was closed, but it's good that you're here, otherwise Xiao Qingshan doesn't know how long it will be shelved. The boy stood aside, his tone respectful, but it was uncomfortable to hear.

"Understood. Lin Ze suddenly smiled.

"Huh?" the boy was slightly stunned, what was so ridiculous about this.

Lin Ze didn't look at him again, but turned his head to glance at the gray figure in the treetops in the distance.

That person is not an ordinary disciple at first glance, which proves that he has been targeted, since this is the case, then what is there to hesitate.

He came to Dongyue Sect to rob people, not to embarrass people.

Calming his mind, Lin Ze slowly walked towards the foot of the mountain.

"Master. Su Bailu stretched out her hand, and even she couldn't help but speak out with a trust level of fifteen, let alone others.

"Guess he'll be too scared to stand up a little later. Many disciples whispered.

"I only know that those few outer sect elders of the Jindan Realm don't dare to go up the mountain, as for him, tsk. "Some people have no scruples about making jokes, and they are not afraid that the elders will be angry when they hear it.

The inner gate is a hundred times stronger than the outer gate, this is an indisputable fact, not to mention that the people who set up the formation can be regarded as famous in the inner gate, and it is not a shame to retreat in front of her sword formation.

At this moment, a figure quietly walked over.

Su Bailu reacted quickly and pulled out his Dao sword, stopped the sword blade in front of him with a bang, and said coldly:

"What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do, I want to make that stinky old man sober up, don't give my life in vain. Zhao Jinian took a deep breath and gritted his teeth and reprimanded.

Hearing this, the corners of Su Bailu's mouth were cold, and he sneered: "It turns out that you still know Master?"

"What master, what nonsense are you talking about!" Zhao Jinian looked around in a panic, as if he was afraid of being heard by others, he had sneaked over, if Deacon Fang heard this, he would not be able to explain it even if he had a hundred mouths.

He studied under the real people of Huayang Peak, but he was not a dilapidated cultivator in the Xiao family's village!