Xiao Luo's guess was not wrong.

The two of them stepped out of the gate of Dingyuan City without any obstacles, but they had only gone far before they encountered people blocking the way.

It was the "Childe" group who went out of the city before them.

The boy changed his clothes today, and his gilded hair crown was replaced by a carnelian one, and he wore a golden-red robe and a glazed jade belt, which was particularly conspicuous in the somewhat yellowish wasteland outside the city.

What's even more conspicuous is that when the monk guards behind the "Childe", including the Jindan period monk whose cultivation was much higher than Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, were just silently and respectfully standing aside, the "Childe" was sitting lazily on a sandalwood carved chair covered with spirit animal fur, holding a piece of pastry in one hand and biting it without a bite, and holding a new folding fan in the other hand and fanning it again and again, the expression on his face was not too good, and he was obviously a little impatient.

After finally seeing Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, the "childe" eyes lit up, and he casually threw the pastry in his hand to a foundation building monk on the side, the monk did not dodge but did not react, as if he was used to it, and he didn't care at all.

"It's grinding, but it's calculated. The "childe" raised his voice, his voice was a little sharp and hoarse, casual but as if with a little fun, he glanced at the Jindan monk standing next to him in the nearest position: "Count your ability, you guessed correctly, let this son wait for nothing." ”

The Jindan monk raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Luo and Xue Yun who were coming towards him, and there was no wave in his eyes.

"Alright, hurry. The "childe" used a fan to randomly point at the two people who were already standing in place: "I don't have that patience, don't waste time." ”

It seemed like a clueless statement, but the Jindan monk understood.

A group of foundation-building monks left two to guard around the "son", and the others dispersed silently, surrounding Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, and the Jindan monk, who had the highest cultivation, walked up to the two of them, didn't say a word, and his spiritual power was shocked, and he directly attacked the two of them.

A light red palm in mid-air pushed over with Wan Jun's pressure, Xiao Luo, who had been secretly on guard for a long time, stepped forward half a step forward to block, and after the violent impact, the Jindan monk on the opposite side was not unusual, but Xiao Luo took two steps back, and his face was not very good-looking.

Thenceforth......

It was a one-on-two, but one-sided suppression.

Knowing that the other party was Feng Jiarao Xue Yuan, he didn't even dare to use his sword to wash Hua.

Naturally, whether it was Xiao Luo's Kunwu Sword or Xue Yuan's Origin Power, it could not be easily exposed, especially in front of the Feng family, which had already been listed as their enemy.

The two of them, who had quite scruples, followed the ordinary appearance of the scattered cultivation who had just entered the Jindan period, and did not use any mysterious magic moves, nor did they take out any special magic weapons, so they naturally fell into the disadvantage in the battle with the monk, and then were injured and captured.

In this confrontation, movement does not count, but no one near is near.

After Xiao Luo and Xue Yun were successively restrained by the high-level Jindan monk with a spell because of "exhaustion", the "childe" on the sandalwood chair sneered, very impatient:

"Cut! It's still the Jindan period, just a little ability, it's boring......"

Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, who hadn't even had time to distinguish from each other since they left the city, were suppressed on the ground, looking at the "son" with his chin on the sandalwood chair and his face full of disdain, he put away his fan and stood up, walked over and looked at the two of them who were already gray and embarrassed, and then snorted from his nose, and said dissatisfied with the Jindan monk whose breath was also a little unstable:

"Just these two things, it's worth your cowardice, wasting my time to accompany you out of the city to play?

The middle-aged man-like monk Jindan lowered his eyes slightly, not arguing or explaining.

In fact, although Xiao Luo and Xue Yun had a posture of being scattered cultivators without advanced exercises and limited power of magic techniques, and had no power to resist under the suppression of the other party several orders higher, after all, they seemed to have "done their best", even if the duel with the same Jindan period was always in the upper hand, this Jindan monk also spent some energy, most of his spiritual power was consumed, and his face was a little red.

Even so, he still doesn't say anything about the words of "Childe".

"Hmph!" The "childe" glared at him, and then turned his gaze to Xiao Luo and Xue Yun on the ground on the side: "What about Jin Dan?

The surrounding Zhuji monks lowered their heads one after another, and the Jindan monk who was closest to him had just fought with the two of them moved his eyes, and there was no more reaction.

This is the first time that Xiao Luo and Xue Yun have directly felt the obedience of this group of people to this "son".

As well as the presumptuousness of this "childe".

What is the status of this "son" in the Feng family?

At this time, this "son" who didn't know how important in the Feng family, after watching a "juggling" performed by a Jindan monk for him boredly, had no interest in the two Jindan monks on the ground who were now looking embarrassed and nothing special, and waved his hand casually: "Throw these two over there, they are also Jindan monks, waste is waste, cultivation is still there, spiritual power is still there, and flesh and blood can always be used." ”

Hearing the word "flesh and blood", Xue Yuan's eyebrows trembled, and he faintly felt that a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, but he didn't have time to catch it.

The high-ranking Jindan monk paused, turned his head to look at the "childe" who was already about to leave, but pursed his lips, there was nothing in the end.

Then......

Xiao Luo and Xue Yun were pressed and came to a small village.

They listened in the city, and a third of the inhabitants who were taken away were all here.

There was a formation outside the village, not an ordinary trapped formation, but a killing formation, and those who wanted to escape from the inside were all strangled in the Zheng of the formation

All of them can be seen clearly by the people in the village.

There were not only more than 1,000 ordinary people in the village, but also several low-level cultivators. Except for Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, who were thrown in, the two Jindan periods, the highest remaining ones are only in the middle stage of foundation building.

When Xue Yuan was thrown in, he felt a strange sense of familiarity in his heart, but he didn't distinguish it for a while, and turned his head to look at Xiao Luo, who came in with her, but saw that his brows were tightly locked, and his face was extremely ugly.

Xue Yun knew that he was far superior to Chang Rao Xiao Luo on the way to the formation enchantment, and he was afraid that he had seen something.

After the two of them were thrown in, the high-ranking Jindan monk who escorted them over turned around and left, and when Xue Yuan looked back, he couldn't see his figure, but if the two wanted to go out again, even if they only stepped out of the way, they could feel the murderous aura whistling in front of them.

"Brother Xiao, Sister Xue?"

The people in the village seemed to be frightened, and although they were a little curious about the two new faces who had been thrown in today, most of them still hid in the thatched huts that remained in the village. At this time, the voice suddenly sounded behind the two, and the voice was still a little familiar, Rao is Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, and they couldn't help but be startled, and turned their heads to look-

"Wen Ning?"

The young man with a soft and delicate face saw that it was really two people, and quickly came over with a smile on his face:

"Brother Xiao, Sister Xue, it's really you. ”

"Wen Ning?" Xue Yuan looked up and down at the young man he hadn't seen for a long time, and gradually frowned: "Why are you here? Aren't you practicing in Xiangcheng......, Chenzhou? Huh?"

It was only when he practiced in good life that Xue Yuan noticed it......

When they first met them in Xiangcheng, Chenzhou more than half a year ago, they were only teenagers in the Qi refining period, and at this time, they were already cultivating at the first level of foundation building.

Even if the progress of cultivation during the Qi refining period is much easier than later, if there is no special opportunity, this is ......

Wen Ning smiled, looked at the two people who were rarely embarrassed at this time, stretched out his hand and pointed behind him: "Let's go to the place where I stay, slowly?"

......

Wen Ning's so-called place of residence is a crooked and slanted wooden house, which has only been built for a long time.

Wen Ning, everyone was driven or captured in this village, and the "sons" who arrested them were obviously as long as they didn't starve to death, and nothing else. Originally, there were not many residents in this village, and the houses were naturally limited, and after being locked up by so many residents of Dingyuan City, it was even more crowded, and many people tried to find a way to build it by themselves or make do with others. It wasn't easy for him to find the wood, he barely managed to do it. Because he is a monk, even if Wen Ning has a good temper, no ordinary person dares to come and live with him, and there is probably a reason why they are arrested and locked up.

In the case that the other monks had their own abilities to make them better than Wen Ning, naturally no one came to help.

Now, it is convenient for Wen Ning to usher in Xiao Luo and Xue Yuan, who were thrown in today.

After sitting down, Xiao Luo, who had been silent since he came in, casually laid out a soundproof formation.

Xue Yun was used to it, and Wen Ning had seen it a few times in Xiangcheng before, so he didn't say much and began to talk with confidence.

"Wen Ning, how did you end up here?"

Hearing Xue Yun's question, Wen Ning lowered his head slightly:

"I ...... After I laid the foundation a month ago, I ...... walked around, trying to find the whereabouts of the Shangguan family's Rao. ”

Xue Yuan's brows jumped: "Shangguan's family?"

Wen Ning closed his eyes, and there was a little sadness in the eyes of the handsome young man:

"Sister Xue, grandfather he...... went. ”

Xue Yun was taken aback: "How can you ......?"

"After you and Brother Xiao left Xiangcheng, grandfather gradually ...... Not so good. I...... My cultivation can be so fast...... It's also because my grandfather poured his cultivation into me before he left. It's just that I'm too useless, and it's only until the Qi refining is perfect, and my grandfather can't push me anymore because my realm is insufficient, so I can explore and break through by myself, and that's ...... Only delayed until a month ago, the foundation will be laid. ”

Xue Yuan fell silent, unsure of what it felt.

There are also many kinds of strong cultivation.

One, with the elixir spiritual materials to strengthen the pile, the spiritual power is not easy to straighten out, the cultivation is vain and difficult to precipitate, and if it does not match the realm, the fundamental damage will be greater.

On the other hand, the higher monks have the empowerment and transmission of the exercises, and the spiritual power is single and easy to form, but if the high-level monks who want to stabilize and also need to do the exercises, they also need to use the essence and blood, which is quite harmful to the transmission of the exercises.

This second type, the infusion and the receiving, if there is a blood relationship, the easier it is to succeed, the less likely it is to have hidden dangers, and the less likely it is to damage the physical foundation of the person who has been promoted to cultivation. It's just that even so, there are still realm restrictions, and cultivating too much beyond the realm is not a good thing after all, it is easy to breed inner demons, and it is also easy to damage the spiritual veins and limit future advancement.

The "son" that Xue Yu saw before was the former, and now Wen Ning is the latter.

Wen Xian is Wen Ning's biological grandfather, and he doesn't have to be related by blood, and he still paid attention to Wen Ning's state of mind during the empowerment, and refused to break through the great realm for him with external forces, which is really ...... Did the best he could.

“...... You...... Your grandfather ......"

"Grandfather, the biggest mistake in his life is to apologize to the people of the Shangguan family...... My grandfather's deadline is approaching, but I can't let go of the depression in my heart. Wen Ning has been raised by her grandfather, and she has never been a good person to share her father's worries and filial piety, and even in the ...... Before Brother Xiao and Sister Xue arrived in Xiangcheng, they had never thought about the suffering of their grandfather and his old man. I promised my grandfather that I would find someone from the Shangguan family and do my best to help atone for the Wen family. Grandfather...... Before he went, he could do for me and contribute to the Shangguan family, and that was the only way to do it. ”

Xue Yuan was silent for a while, then let out a long sigh.

What happened back then, owing his friend Shangguan Ming's love, Wen Xian thought about it in his heart for a lifetime, trapped himself on the foundation, and did not break through in his life, and even ......

After building the foundation for three hundred years, Wen Xian did not live long enough to live as he should have.

"Wen Ning, then why are you here?"

Wen Ning was a little ashamed: "I...... I didn't have any clues, so I ...... Try your luck and travel south from Chenzhou to Yuanzhou to have a look. I arrived in Dingyuan City half a month ago, and I just wanted to settle down and rest for two days, who knows...... Catching up with the 'son' in Dingyuan City, I didn't know what interest suddenly came, and drove me and some other low-level monks in the city, along with half of the residents of the city, to this village, and trapped here with the outside formation. These days, I only send some rough food every few days, and there is no side action, and I don't know ...... It's what to do. ”

Xue Yun glanced at the side, Xiao Luo, who had been silent since entering the village, but his fingertips moved as if he was counting something.

"Brother Xiao and Sister Xue were also caught by the 'son'?"

Xue Yun turned his head to look at Wen Ning, and paused to tell the truth: "...... Half of it, we want to ...... too See what exactly they're going to do. ”

"Brother Xiao and Sister Xue were caught on purpose?" Wen Ning blinked, with a somewhat frustrated look on his face: "...... It's Wen Ning who is useless, and after staying here for so long, he hasn't found anything special...... I don't know much about the formation outside......"

Xue Yun hooked the corners of his mouth, reached out and patted Wen Ning's shoulder: "It's safe to be safe." ”

Wen Ning still looked a little apologetic, thought about it, and turned his head to look at Xiao Luo.

He still remembered that this Brother Xiao knew the formation very well.

Maybe......

And Xiao Luo also stopped the movements he kept deducing at this time.

As Wen Ning thought, he did see something.

"It's nothing to trap Rao Formation outside. Xiao Luo's brows tightened: "The people who set up the formation are not smart, but they rely on high-level formations, which are not flexible, and the formations are not difficult to break." ”

Xue Yun saw that Xiao Luo's face was very solemn, and he knew that his words were not finished.

"It's a different formation that's hard. Xiao Luo looked at Xue Yuan.

Xue Yuan's heart jumped: "What?"

“...... You've seen it. Xiao Luo said in a deep voice: "Blood Sacrifice Soul Formation ”