Lin Minghao looked down and saw that his body was covered with mud, and outside the soil, there was still a layer of slimy pig feed.

He frowned and quickly took off the outer layer of clothing.

But his hair was also covered with things, and after taking off his coat and robe.

The dirt from his hair and cheeks was on the inside of his clothes, and the slimy pig feed was dripping down.

That doesn't work, you have to find a place to wash yourself.

But where is this, if the Liwen Sword Sect is too close, it can't stay for a long time.

Lin Minghao looked around, turned over on his toes and jumped onto the thatched roof of the pig shed, observing the scenery near the village.

Soon, he saw the mountain peaks in the distance, with quaint buildings and dancing figures.

The figure was holding a weapon in his hand, and it seemed to be a long sword when he looked at it, so this should be the peak of the Wen Sword Sect.

In this way, his location is a village attached to the Wen Jian Sect, and it is close to the edge of the Wen Jian Sect.

You can't stay here, Blade Birch will search for it sooner or later!

Lin Minghao didn't care about cleaning his hair and clothes, and when he raised his hand, he was about to throw the long sword, ready to set up a streamer and fly away.

However, when he raised his arm, he found that the steel longsword had only one hilt left, and the blade had been completely polished.

"Cut, the long sword of the disciple of the Wen Sword Sect is so rubbish, it only took half an hour to dig a hole and grind it clean. ”

Lin Minghao threw away the hilt of his sword, glanced into the pigsty, and then reached out and rolled over the long-handled iron spoon that scooped the feed with his strength, and flew away as a weapon.

In the Wen Sword Sect, in the basin below the Dragon Slaying Sword Platform, the sect leader Blade Birch was still carefully searching with the elders.

After about an hour, the search encirclement became smaller and smaller, and Blade Birch began to sense that something was wrong.

Why hasn't Lin Minghao's trace been found yet, no matter how much Lin Minghao hides, it is impossible for him to hide for so long like a turtle.

At this moment, an elder suddenly shouted, "Sect Master, I have found something here!"

Without thinking, Blade Birch flew over and followed the elder to the ground.

"Sect Master, there is a big hole here, and you can see that the soil on the edge of the hole is all newly dug.

It may have been Lin Minghao's doing, and he ran away by digging a hole. ”

Hearing this, Blade Hua's face instantly darkened, and he waved his hand to slash out a powerful sword shadow, which split the ground with a bang.

As trees toppled and dirt splattered, the situation beneath the Great Hole opened up to him.

The earth cave stretched all the way into the distance, and sure enough, as the elder guessed, Lin Minghao had already dug a hole and escaped.

His fists clenched involuntarily, and he gritted his teeth and scolded: "Lin Minghao, you mouse!"

Blade Birch then released a bright pillar of air into the air, calling all the elders over.

Ordered: "You guys hurry up and look for this soil hole, and open the ground for me, he Lin Minghao is quite a mouse, I have to dig all the mouse holes today!"

The elders also knew that the matter was urgent, and immediately swung the long sword in their hand, unleashing attacks of various colors, constantly splitting the ground open.

Follow the direction of the cavern and look for the past on the basin side.

On the peaks around the Dragon Slaying Sword Platform, there were still sporadic cultivators watching.

They are the people left behind by the great sects, and their cultivation is profound, and they are not afraid of the aftermath of the battle in the Divine Realm.

I saw that the elders of the Wen Sword Sect began to dig the ground, and they hadn't seen the shadow of the Lin City Lord for so long.

These watchers were like mirrors, and it seemed that the Lin City Lord had already slipped away.

Now that the Lord of Lin City has run away, the Great Wilderness Lonely City and the Liang Zi of the Wen Sword Sect have completely come to an end.

I wonder when the war will start between the two major sects, and how many years will the war last?

Now that they have obtained the results, there is no need for these people to continue to stay in the Dragon Slaying Sword Platform, and they fly up one by one and fly towards the post station outside the mountain gate of Wenjian Sect.

The sect leader of the Qianyun Sect, Ming Kong Aoqing, shook his fan and sighed: "Hearing that the Sword Sect has made enemies everywhere like this, once the sect has a weak strength, I am afraid that there will be many people who fall into the well." ”

Sighing and sighing, Mingkong Aoqing still didn't go to greet the people of the Wen Sword Sect, and left by his own care.

Zheng Qiu defeated Ge An, and the reversal of the galaxy returned to its original track.

What he has to do now is to take his disciples and elders back to the sect to recuperate and prepare for a once-in-a-century event.

Ge Wulu, the owner of the ruthless village, still stayed on the peak.

He moved a boulder from nowhere, slapped it into the shape of a seat, and sat on it with Erlang's legs crossed, waiting for Blade Birch to come to him.

Ge ruthlessly promised Blade Birch that he would have a fight with Blade Birch after the duel, even if Ge An lost the duel, he could not go back on what he had promised.

The Tianzhou boats of the post station landed one by one and took off one after another.

Twelve days had passed since the battle of the Dragon Slaying Sword Platform, and the cultivators waiting outside the post station had left one after another, and the Wen Sword Sect had gradually regained its calm.

But the people of the Wen Sword Sect still didn't find Lin Minghao, they searched along the soil cave, and finally came to the pigsty in a nearby village.

The villagers told them that the pigsty contained only a broken feed trough and a coat covered with mud and feed, and that the only thing missing was a ladle for scooping the feed.

Hearing that the people of the Sword Sect had no choice but to return, the sect leader Jian Hua issued an order to the whole sect.

Within two years, the Wenjian Sect closed the mountain gate, and the disciples in the sect were not allowed to go out.

If there is a real need to leave the sect, you must send a letter to the sect every three days to report the location and safety situation.

Of course, Blade Hua has not yet announced a war with the Great Wilderness Lonely City, after all, he only wants to deal with Lin Minghao alone, and it is not beneficial for Wen Sword Sect to engage in a large-scale battle.

As for how Zheng Qiu would deal with it, Blade Hua sent the elders to the Qianyun Sect to communicate with Mingkong Aoqing.

However, Mingkong Aoqing's attitude was very clear, and he was determined to protect this kid and not allow the Sword Sect to be unfavorable to Zheng Qiu.

Blade Hua had no choice, he couldn't fall out with the Qianyun Sect, and in the end he asked Mingkong Aoqing for a few sets of formations as compensation for this loss.

Zheng Qiu, who was in a corner of the Cloud Sleeve Continent, didn't know anything about what was going on behind Wen Jian Sect, and at this time he was in a village called Fenglu Village, treating the villagers here.

A few days ago, Zheng Qiu climbed to the top of the mountain to look out in all directions, and did not find a densely populated town, but there was a winding stream nearby, and the middle of the stream passed through a small mountain village.

After entering the village, he listened to the villagers' introduction, this village is called Fenglu Village.

There are only two surnames in the village, the surname Feng and the surname Lu, which belong to the small mountain village of family nature.

The number of people in the village is quite large, and the total number of old and young is close to one hundred and thirty.

Because of the relationship between the streams, the villagers of Fenglu Village do not have to worry about food and clothing, the rice fields by the stream are abundant, and the yard is fat and strong.

There is even a cotton field upstream of the creek, and the villagers' clothes are woven from cotton yarn.

However, in such a fertile, rich place, a strange thing happened.