"Not very grateful. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Ling Zhuo was grateful, and just as he was about to leave, he suddenly turned back and asked by the way, "By the way, little brother, please tell me the residence of your master, I have admired Yang Lin's predecessors for many years, and I also have some friendships, so I should visit him." ”

The disciples of the Western Desert Sect thought to themselves, this Gu Yue Sect is too anxious, even if he has a friendship with Uncle Meng, he still wants to have a friendship with Yang Lin, it is simply a lack of greed, but the friendship of Yang Lin is not something that can be climbed by a casual visit.

"It's not necessary, our head ancestor Shenlong can't see the head and the tail, and it is difficult to find him until the day of the birthday banquet." The disciples of the Western Desert Sect are embarrassed, the residence of the head of Yang Lin cannot be revealed at will, and besides, even if the residence is informed, Ling Zhuo and the others will not want to find the head of Yang Lin.

"Master Yang Lin's whereabouts are mysterious, I have also heard of it, and I have heard that even Jun Xiao may not be able to find his old man, hehe." Ling Zhuo pretended to smile and said tentatively.

"Yes, so I advise you not to go to the master, when it comes to the birthday banquet, the head will naturally meet with all the heroes." The disciple of the Western Desert Sect immediately answered, confirming what Ling Zhuo was thinking.

"In this way, I won't bother Master Yang Lin, thank you little brother, farewell." Ling Zhuo left satisfied, all the information he wanted to know had been asked clearly in this seemingly ordinary greeting.

"You're welcome, farewell." The disciples of the Western Desert Sect waved goodbye to Ling Zhuo and his party straightforwardly, but they didn't know that this Ancient Moon Sect was respectful and respectful on the surface, but in fact it had a ghost in his heart.

Ling Zhuo and his party went straight to this Uncle Meng's residence, he guessed that Master Yang Lin's whereabouts were mysterious, and this Uncle Meng might not be able to find Yang Lin in the first place.

Following the direction indicated by the disciples of the Western Desert Sect, Ling Zhuo came to a quiet courtyard, the courtyard door was closed, and the courtyard was peaceful, it was obvious that this Uncle Meng was not in his residence.

"Feiyu, you are squatting here, and once you find out that this Uncle Meng has returned, you will send a signal." Ling Zhuo commanded.

"Flying Fish understands." Flying Fish immediately received the order, he knew that the situation was serious, and when necessary, he would take extraordinary measures.

Ling Zhuo is also extremely relieved of Feiyu, Feiyu's methods are ruthless, which is very in line with Ling Zhuo's style.

"There's a flying fish guarding here, so let's go and look for it?" Ling Jue was about to turn around and leave, making a gesture to conduct an aimless, overwhelming carpet search.

"No, it's okay to go around asking about the whereabouts of this Uncle Meng with such fanfare, I'm afraid that it will startle the snake and backfire." Ling Zhuo grabbed Ling Jue in time and denied his approach.

"What then?" Ling Jue asked.

Although Ling Jue's kung fu was strong, he was not much inferior to Ling Zhuo, but in terms of how to deal with people, the other six Holy Masters of the Ancient Moon Sect were not as shrewd as Ling Zhuo. The Ancient Moon Sect was under Ling Zhuo's control, and all internal and foreign affairs were in order, no matter how big or small, the other six Holy Masters were used to letting Ling Zhuo take the idea.

"If this surnamed Meng really wants to report our plan, he can't find Yang Lin, so he will naturally go to Jun Xiao. I will go to Jun Xiao's place and intercept him before the surnamed Meng finds Jun Xiao. Ling Zhuo was worthy of being a schemist, and he analyzed the most likely whereabouts of Uncle Meng.

"What if, he didn't go looking for that Jun Xiao?" At this time, Ling Jinyun asked with concern.

Ling Zhuo thought to himself, if this Uncle Meng didn't go to find that Jun Xiao, it would be the best ending.

When Uncle Meng learned of such secrets, it was related to the status of the Western Desert Sect and the supreme position of Master Yang Lin, and he would definitely report to Jun Xiao, the acting head of the Western Desert Sect.

And if Uncle Meng didn't report this matter to Jun Xiao, it could only mean one thing, that is, he didn't hear the conversation between the valleys at all.

The reason was a bit tongue-twisting, and Ling Zhuo didn't bother to explain, he didn't answer Ling Jinyun, but said directly to Ling Jue: "Fourth brother, you and Jin Yun, go to that crowded place and look for the person surnamed Meng." ”

"Okay, if I ask them one by one, I won't be able to find out this despicable villain surnamed Meng." Ling Jue responded immediately, with high morale, and he had to find out the uncle surnamed Meng.

"Never!" Ling Zhuo immediately and firmly vetoed Ling Jue's blood-boiling fighting spirit.

"What's wrong again?" Ling was puzzled.

When it comes to dealing with problems and considering the consequences, no one has a very careful mind. Looking at Ling Jue's puzzled appearance, Ling Zhuo couldn't help but sigh bitterly.

"I said that if you ask around, you will startle the snake." Ling Zhuo patiently reminded again.

"You want us to look for it again, and don't ask, we don't know the surname Meng, how should we identify it, does he have a Meng character written on his face?" This is a difficult situation, in this way, there is no way to have both.

"You will do what I did, pretend to ask about other things, and then look for an opportunity to bring the conversation to what you really want to ask." Ling Zhuo's conversation with the disciples of the Western Desert Sect by the Kabak Lake just now was perfect, and it did not arouse the slightest suspicion.

"Isn't this embarrassing for me, or I'll go looking for that Jun Xiao, you go around and ask." Ling couldn't help but have a headache, this kind of intrigue and insinuation dialogue, not only without showing traces, but also with every word, is simply a hundred times more troublesome than solving it by force.

"Fourth brother, you can be so ,...... like this"

Ling Zhuo began to make suggestions, suggesting that Ling Jue and Ling Jinyun could be enthusiastic, ask all the masters of the major sects, pretend to make friends, and then inquire about the masters of the Western Desert Sect, maybe someone knows Uncle Meng, so they can ask what this Uncle Meng's appearance is and what his characteristics are, and then according to the description, search for this surnamed Meng purposefully.

Ling Zhuo spoke eloquently, thinking of all kinds of assumptions, and Ling Jue sighed heartily when he heard it: "Seventh brother, you are really a little fox." ”

"Old fox." Ling Zhuo smiled, he was not too young, if he missed this opportunity, next time he wanted to encounter such a martial arts competition, he was afraid that he would also be too old to be powerless.

"Without further ado, act separately, whoever finds the surname Meng first will send a signal in time."

Ling Jue took Ling Jinyun and walked out, remembering the dialogue that Ling Zhuo had made up for them just now, and as he walked, he was still thinking about it.

The two of them walked not far, and found that although many sects had already come to the Tianshan Mountains, they were staying in the residences arranged by the Western Desert Sect, and there was not much intersection between the sects, and there was no excitement at all.

"Damn, I just forgot to ask the seventh brother, is there any place around here that is so lively?" Ling Jue looked around, and there were no people gathered at all.