Fang Ning was anxious and hurried towards the Huayin Sect with the Venerable Kongtong and the old beggar and others, he knew from the message jade slip that An Yun led the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi to occupy the Huayin Sect, and did not leave, but had been in the Huayin Sect. Zhuo Bufan, an elder on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi who had just been promoted to the Jindan realm, was sitting in the original Yijian Gate.

Fang Ning couldn't help sneering in his heart, he didn't have enough strength to forcibly occupy the two sects, he had the ability to invade, but I don't know if you have the ability to defend it? But after thinking about it, the troops on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi can forcibly occupy Huayin Sect and Yijian Sect, which proves that their sect is not worth mentioning. Thinking about it like this, Fang Ning's whole person was a little bad.

The distance of less than a thousand miles is just a few breaths for this group of advanced cultivators. However, the distance between this is the whole mortal realm, and the monks are not good at walking with the sword in broad daylight, which shocks the ordinary people below.

It was because they did not show off the sword, but used the retreat technique to rush to the station of the Huayin Sect. As soon as he sees someone, he moves forward like an ordinary person, and when there is no one, he gallops. Despite this, their speed was still fast, and in just two hours, they came to the outside of the Huayin Sect's residence.

However, at this time, they all stopped in unison.

Because outside the mountain gate of Huayin Sect, there are already people. The man stood quietly outside the huge mountain gate of Huayin Sect, raised his head slightly, and seemed to be looking at the white cloud dog engraved on the mountain gate, and did not turn around. He was dressed in a simple and inferior linen coat, with a straight back, and the bast shoes under his feet were tattered, revealing blackened heels. There is no compelling aura on him. It seems that the most ordinary old man in the countryside is looking at his crops and thinking about this year's harvest.

Such an ordinary back, such a down-and-out back, should not have attracted anyone's attention, let alone appeared here.

This is the mountain gate of the Huayin Sect, and outside the mountain gate, there is an enchantment. If there were no monks to lead the way, mortals would not be able to see this mountain gate at all, and they would not be able to enter the barrier. Since the owner of this back has appeared here. It proves that he was a monk.

Even if he was a monk. He was still an ordinary down-and-out monk, but he just stood there, without even a trace of movement, but the Venerable Kongtong and his party stopped in unison.

They were standing thirty feet behind that back. The eyes were horrified. There was a look of doubt on his face. They don't even know why they're stopping. I don't know why I'm horrified, as if their instinct suddenly awakened and forcibly controlled their bodies and minds.

The instinct of the monk is the most sensitive. There is no monk who does not heed the warning signs in his heart. What's more, what appeared in their hearts was not a warning, but fear, fear from the heart, as if they were trembling deep in their bones.

Who is he?

At this time, all the monks had only one question left in their minds, but none of them stepped forward to ask, they - they did not dare!

The owner of the back didn't seem to notice the group of people appearing behind him, or if he did, but he didn't care at all. It's like a few mosquitoes appearing behind him, which can't hook him in the slightest. He just stood there motionless, raising his head slightly, and the whole person seemed to melt with the heaven and earth, and it seemed that he was this heaven and earth.

But he seems to be incompatible with this heaven and earth, because no matter who looks here, the first thing he sees is definitely this back. The lonely, unpretentious sword-like back.

Seeing the others looking at him with puzzled eyes, Fang Ning couldn't help but feel numb in his scalp. He had never seen this person before, and he was sure that among all the people in the Huayin Sect, there was absolutely no one who knew such a great power. Then again, if there really is anyone in the sect who can invite such a great power to come out, why should he look for these sanctimonious hypocrites?

However, this person appeared outside the mountain gate of Huayin Sect, but he didn't do anything, and he really couldn't figure out what the other party's position was, whether it was a friend or an enemy. It's fine if it's a friend, but it's good if it's an enemy...... Fang Ning knew very well the meaning of the eyes of the monks beside him, if it was an enemy, everyone should quickly retreat.

Since he had come here, how could Fang Ning be willing to leave without asking?

So he took a few steps forward tremblingly, immediately stopped, bowed down and asked respectfully, "Dare to ask the senior's name?" If the seniors don't dislike it, Fang Ning of the Lower Huayin Sect sincerely invites the seniors to take a break in the sect. The predecessors have orders, and they will not dare to disobey them. ”

He said it with sincerity and fear, lest the other party feel that he did not respect him enough. He even held a humble attitude and prayed for the other party to accept his kindness. Fang Ning didn't have any reason to believe that as long as he could step into the Huayin Sect with the owner of this back, even if it was Tingchao Pavilion and Ximen Chunqiu who were encroaching on the Huayin Sect, the other party would only be so frightened that he would leave immediately.

The back was still motionless, as if he hadn't heard Fang Ning's words, and didn't respond at all.

Fang Ning stood between him and the group of monks behind him, in an embarrassing dilemma for a moment, and couldn't help but turn around and ask for help from the Venerable Kongtong and the old Kunwu called Huazi behind him.

Although Kungo is described as sloppy, his mind is cunning and cruel, and when he doesn't figure out the situation, how can he come out easily? He pretended not to see Fang Ning's eyes, but instead took a step back, highlighting the position of Master Kongtong, as if he was the leader of this group of monks.

Master Kongtong frowned, and glanced at Kunwu with disdain, he was the Supreme Elder of the Kongtong faction, although his cultivation could only rank third in the Kongtong faction, but his rank was the first. Over the years, the Venerable Master Kongtong had long been accustomed to the respect of others, and the people who made him respect were often only a few Yuanying monks.

He coughed, walked forward without humility or arrogance, and solemnly said: "In the lower Kongtong faction, I don't know where Your Excellency is sacred, and I hope to teach you." ”

In order to appear upright and grand, the Venerable Master Kongtong unconsciously used a trace of spiritual power, making his voice vibrate far away like a dusk drum and morning bell.

The back seemed to be startled by the sound, and finally moved, but still did not look back, just softly spit out a word.

"Get out!"

Although it was just one word, although his voice was soft. Like a tired old wolf. But this word fell heavily on the hearts of every monk who heard it like thunder on a sunny day.

Everyone felt a buzz in their ears, and a mouthful of blood spurted out in unison, especially the Venerable Kongtong who spoke out just now, he only felt an explosion in his head, and the white patch in front of his eyes, blood gushed up, and his face turned purple. He barely looked up, only glancing at the back in front of him. And he fell straight down.

Bang. The monks around him turned around and left as fast as they could, and no one looked back again, let alone paid attention to the unconscious and fallen Venerable Kongtong.

Fang Ning's face was pale, and he didn't even wipe the blood on the side of his mouth. Hurriedly bowed to the back. Turn around immediately. Then he picked up the Kongtong Master on the ground and quickly disappeared.

Tranquility was restored outside the mountain gate of the Huayin Sect again, and the white clouds were long. The breeze came slowly, as if the chaos just now was just an illusion. Between this heaven and earth, there is still only a quiet and upright back.

I don't know how long it took, An Yun slowly walked out of the Huayin Sect. Far away, she stopped, and did not step out of the mountain gate.

An Yun looked at the middle-aged man in the distance, his face was slender, his eyebrows were like swords, and his sideburns were gray. The middle-aged man didn't look at her, he still looked up at the engraving on the gate of Huayin Sect, and it seemed that his whole mind was immersed in the stone carving.

"Seniors, after many years, the demeanor is still the same." An Yun greeted lightly.

The middle-aged man was Qian Yuanzi, his cultivation was unfathomable, and his cultivation was suspected to be in the realm of transforming gods.

An Yun's voice lagged behind, Qian Yuanzi did not come back to his senses, and after a while, he slowly lowered his head and his eyes fell on An Yun.

His gaze was like two heavy mountains, and it was pressed down so suddenly.

An Yun's breathing tightened, and his temples couldn't help but jump twice suddenly. She tried her best to make a look of ignorance, and looked at Qian Yuanzi opposite with a smile.

"Your mountain protection array can't stop me." Qian Yuanzi retracted his gaze and said lightly.

An Yun only felt light, and even breathing was smooth. She understood what Qian Yuanzi meant, not to say if he could break the Nine Extremes Wind Cloud Array, although this formation was amazingly powerful, but the Yuanying Cultivator could break it, it just took time. And Qian Yuanzi's meaning is very simple, he is saying that it is easy for him to break through the Nine Extremes Wind and Cloud Array, and it doesn't even take a breath of time, and An Yun can't even escape from this time.

So An Yun didn't run away, he didn't even bring anyone with him, so he walked out and faced Qian Yuanzi directly.

"The cultivation of the predecessors is amazing, I'm afraid it is no longer in the realm of Yuanying. How can this mere Nine Extremes Wind and Cloud Array stop the predecessors in the slightest? An Yun's posture is very low, there is no way, the other party's cultivation is so high that people can't even think of resisting.

"Where have you been?" Qian Yuanzi looked down at the ground under his feet, and his hoarse voice sounded faintly.

An Yun thought for a moment, and then understood what he had not said. In the past five years, An Yun was brought to Funiu Island by the Xuantian Sect's teleportation array because of a mistake, stayed on the island for two years, and spent another three years crossing the Netherworld Sea. In the past five years, Qian Yuanzi couldn't find her. Even if the cultivation realm is as profound as his, it is impossible to track down An Yun who is far away on Funiu Island or in the void.

"Funiu Island." An Yun did not hesitate and said quickly.

"Funiu Island?" Qian Yuanzi frowned, he seemed to have heard of this name, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it, and he had a deep inner vigilance against this name.

An Yun knew that Qian Yuanzi had taken away many times, and his memory was quite confused, so he reminded when he saw this: "Funiu Island in the Netherworld. ”

Qianyuanzi Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes flashed, and he said in surprise: "Netherworld? Is that the island of Funiu? Then a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he nodded: "No wonder I can't sense your breath, I only know that you are still alive." ”

"I've heard people say that you disappeared in Xuantian Sect five years ago, and everyone thought you were dead, but I know that you didn't die. But I can't find you, even if I use all my powers, I can't find you. Qian Yuanzi said in a low voice: "It's no wonder, even if you hide in the North or the South, I can still sense it." But you're hiding on the island of Funiu in the Netherworld, and I'm afraid it's the only place I can find out. ”

"The younger generation is not hiding, but entering Funiu Island by mistake, and almost can't come back." An Yun explained seriously: "When I was on Funiu Island, the junior thought that he would die on the island, after all, there was nothing on the island, and there was no trace of heaven and earth aura. But the younger generation always remembers the agreement with the seniors, life and death are trivial matters, but how can they lose their trust in their predecessors? Therefore, the younger generation thought hard, experienced countless failures, and encountered many disasters, and finally returned to Linhai Prefecture without dying. ”

Hearing this, Qian Yuanzi glanced at An Yun with a smile, shook his head and said: "If you want to cross the Netherworld Sea, even the power of the Ancient Tribulation Period is difficult to do, you can only rely on the shuttle that can shuttle in the void, how did you come back?" ”

An Yun waved his hand, and a little blue light flew towards Qian Yuanzi, stopping in front of Qian Yuanzi and not moving.

"When the junior was on the island, he was lucky enough to find this shuttle, so he came back."

Qian Yuanzi's gaze fell on the blue light in front of him, and he looked at it carefully for a long time before he sighed appreciatively: "This is the Chaos Shuttle? You are really blessed with a deep fate, and you can actually get a strange treasure from an ancient period to recognize the master, even I am a little jealous of you. ”

An Yun smiled faintly, bowed down and said, "Thank you seniors for the compliment." ”

She was not worried that Qianyuanzi would forcibly seize the Chaos Shuttle, most of the magic weapons in the ancient period were bloodline inheritance, and there was no corresponding bloodline of the same clan, so it was impossible for the magic weapon to recognize the master. Unless the opponent's cultivation is incredibly high, forcibly obliterate the magic weapon's machine spirit, and then infuse the magic weapon with new rules.

Chaos Shuttle is like this, it was originally an ancestral witch of the ancient giant witch clan, which was forcibly taken away by the human powerhouse, and the instrument spirit of Flying Shuttle was wiped out with the cultivation of the least saint realm, and then used his own soul blood as a guide, from then on, non-Buji blood, unable to make Chaos Shuttle recognize the master.

An Yun's previous life was the Zixin Fairy, and the Zixin Fairy was a member of the Buji tribe, and all her soul blood could make the Chaos Shuttle recognize the master.

Qian Yuanzi's cultivation is profound, so he naturally knows this truth, and after hearing An Yun's words, he smiled dumbly and said, "But you still broke the contract in the end." ”

An Yun nodded and said: "That's true, although the juniors have gone through hardships and dangers in order to rush back to fulfill the agreement with their seniors, and have survived countless near-deaths, it is too late." ”

Qian Yuanzi laughed, waved his hand and threw the Chaos Shuttle in front of him towards An Yun, and said tiredly: "Since it's late, let's change the agreement." ”

An Yun said with a smile: "The juniors should obey their own orders, I don't know what the seniors commanded?" ”

Qian Yuanzi shook his head, walked towards Huayin Sect, and said as he walked: "I'm very tired and hungry, let's arrange food and accommodation for me first." Rest, more on that later. ”

An Yun was stunned when he heard this, and immediately nodded: "Yes, seniors, please." (To be continued......)