A little cold pearl light could only dispel the heavy darkness and illuminate the distance close at hand, but more than a hundred points of pearl light were tightly gathered, enough to illuminate this clearing in the forest like a cold moon.

This slightly raised open space, with a radius of dozens of zhang, no grass grows, no trees stand, and the ground is smooth and dry. Accustomed to seeing the endless filthy trees, the black and red viscous juice can be splashed under the soles of the feet at all times, and at first glance seeing this clearing, it is like a long drought and a rain for everyone, and they have found a blessed land for cultivation.

The black mist of devouring the soul devouring body, the myriad fire raven, and the strange fragrance of the silent intoxicating divine sense, have experienced so many frightens in a few hours, except for a few in the open space, the remaining Tiancang Sect monks are all sitting on the futon of the pure heart grass, concentrating and calming, and seizing the time to recover the depleted spiritual energy in the dantian.

The monks of the Chaoyin Sect led by the earth spirit son sat in the center of the open space in the position of Qiyao, and the seven people all had a fine iron array plate in front of them, and the array plate was depicted with complicated lines, six jia and nine chapters, five stars were illuminated, a white snake painted with silver hook and iron was coiled in the center, and a small cyan jade turtle squatted on the array eye at the mouth of the snake.

Taiyin is reborn, the essence of the water level, the combination of turtles and snakes, and the deterrence of all souls.

On the periphery of this array, the monks of the Chaoyin Sect drew an ordinary spirit gathering array with fine white jade powder, silently reciting the spell in his heart, and after his divine consciousness touched the position of the five mangs of the spirit gathering array, he shouted "order" in his heart, and the five blue spirit stones instantly poured out a trace of aura visible to the naked eye, and they continued to gather on the cyan jade turtle.

All the pearls in the clearing seemed to dim in an instant.

The Taiyin Mighty Killing Array had already enveloped the entire clearing, as if a huge aura light shield had been attached to the clearing.

The seven people of the Earth Spirit Son couldn't care about the distressed spirit stone, and they couldn't care about taking out the old bottom so quickly, and set up the Taiyin Wei Killing Array, their expressions were aggrieved, and they began to calm down and recover their physical strength as if no one was around.

Lin Ling squinted slightly, and his face was calm as he watched the monks of the Chaoyin Sect finish setting up the magic array, then closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, opened his eyes, and shook his head invisibly, and the vigilance in his heart against the monks of the Chaoyin Sect led by the Earth Spirit Zi was a little lighter.

Not to mention how powerful this magic circle is now, just the time it takes to set up this array is enough for me to kill the seven people of the Earth Spirit Son in a moment.

His eyes swept over the entire clearing, confirming that he didn't see anything abnormal, Lin Ling calmed down, released his senses, and leaned in the direction in front of him.

It's a pity that as a result of the previous times, the Divine Sense can only reach a few feet around the body, and the strange thing is that the ground under his feet is slightly soft and has some toughness, but it is completely isolated from the exploration of his Divine Sense.

Lin Ling reluctantly gave up another effort, for the sake of today, it is just careful, as long as there are not tens of thousands of Yin cult evil things like the Hellfire Raven, Lin Ling believes that with so many monks and Taiyin Mighty Killing Array, he can completely turn the danger into a disaster in a moment.

He glanced at the clearing again, and looked not far to the right, where Jinglian and Nano Xiu were conspicuously sitting side by side with the others at a distance, neither concentrating nor meditating on their knees, but sitting on the futon with their legs crossed like farmers in the countryside.

Jinglian looks lazy and leisurely, quite a childish in the countryside, as for Na Ye Xiu, hunched back, body curled up, completely a puddle of mud that can't support the wall.

Lin Ling retracted his gaze with some disgust, looked at Lin Sixteen, who was looking down and didn't know what to think, and asked, "Sixteen, what's the name of that wild cultivator?"

Lin Sixteen was in a trance for a moment before he realized that the senior brother was asking himself, just now he was carefully reminiscing about the scene in his fantasy, the silver-haired woman in front of him—"Cardamom, red crisp, fine tent." Silver hooks, full moons, light gauze through", but that scene can only appear in illusions.

He still lowered his head, his face changed, and he stabilized his emotions before answering: "Senior brother, his name is Ye Bufan." ”

"The name is really extraordinary" Lin Ling smiled and shook his head.

Lin Sixteen also smiled, forgetting the forbidden illusion for a while, and after thinking for a while, he cautiously said, "Senior brother, I pinched his arm earlier. ”

Lin Ling was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Lin Sixteen, his eyes were calm and abnormal, and he couldn't see the slightest mood swing.

Lin Sixteen's heart was relieved, and he continued to make the truth of the matter clear, and even what he was thinking at that time was not concealed, and he did not miss a word.

Lin Ling looked at Lin Sixteen quietly for a moment, then retracted his gaze swept over Ye Bufan and looked at the ball that emitted clear light on the ground in front of him, groaned for a while, and said softly:

"It looks like it's really a wild cultivator who doesn't enter the stream!"

"Huh?" Lin Sixteen was stunned for a moment, "Senior brother, isn't he just a wild cultivator?"

Lin Ling glanced at Lin Sixteen,

"The lineage of Zen Buddhism began thousands of years ago, and now, although it is weak, it is still rooted in the Houtu City of Middle-earth Shenzhou, and the Jinglian monk is the only remaining Tantric Vajra of Zen Buddhism. When Lin Ling said this, he couldn't help but look not far away, and saw that Jing Lian and Ye Bufan were both holding a bag of grass at this time, chewing something one bite at a time.

Lin Ling couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, his brows furrowed, he retracted his gaze and continued: "Things gather like like, people gather in groups, a Zen tantric Vajra, and a wild cultivator in the Gathering Spirit Period want to be called brothers?

Lin Sixteen looked at Jing Lian and then at Ye Bufan, and for a while he felt that the relationship between the two not far away was really grotesque.

Lin Sixteen sighed that the world was really big, thinking of those two brothers who wanted to be called brothers, his heart tightened again, and he looked at Lin Ling carelessly and asked, "Senior brother, then I will pinch off Ye Bufan's arm?"

Lin Ling had a cold face, turned his head and stared at Lin Sixteen's eyes for a moment, and the afterglow of his gaze swept to the point that some fine sweat had broken out on Lin Sixteen's forehead, and Lin Ling eased his face,

"After tonight, don't have any conflict with Ye Bufan, and fight with a wild cultivator in the Gathering Spirit Period, but you are injured but not dead, Lin Sixteen, do you still want to show your face?"

Speaking of these, Lin Ling smiled helplessly, "Out of the small world of secluded relics, he is still a wild cultivator who does not enter the stream, and he is still a servant of the Ouyang family to add firewood to continue the fire." Didn't you Lin Sixteen know that Elder Tang of Fuyao Peak was already the VIP of the Ouyang family, and he had already cultivated the life method and the life method of Ouyang Jing's woman, and had formed an immortal couple?"

"Let him live or let him die! It's just a matter of worshipping a post, a cup of tea, and a few spirit stones. ”

Lin Sixteen smiled wryly, and asked with some concern, "What if that Jinglian monk knows?"

Lin Ling looked at Lin Sixteen with a playful look in his eyes, "If you were replaced, would you say?"

Lin Sixteen thought about it and shook his head.

Lin Ling smiled mockingly, "I knew you wouldn't say it, but I would!"

Looking at the stunned look on Lin Sixteen's face, Lin Ling shook his head,

"Give up reinforcements and let others slaughter?"

"Look at that wild cultivator, and the year of his establishment is still a rootless duckweed, his cultivation is mediocre, and he has no body at all, and your words of waste make his heart stir and die generously. Lin Ling smiled, "At that time, he should have felt that he still had a few arrogant bones, but in fact, he was just poked into the weakness of incompetence, and he was especially annoyed and angry!"

The pearlescent light was cold, the night was like ink, and Lin Ling looked at the sky above his head gloomily.

"Ants and ants, Shun Tian resigned himself to fate! Where are the strong beams born, and they grow proudly, but they are just the mud and sand in the river and the morning dew on the tips of the grass!"

Lin Sixteen Ping Suri was obedient to this senior brother, and now he closed his eyes after watching Lin Ling sigh, his face was cold, and he was even more afraid in his heart.

The words of the ant were still in his ears, Lin Sixteen did not dare to alarm Lin Ling, and now he was restless, so he squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Ye Bufan not far away with interest.

After counting the breath, Ye Bufan's heart moved, and he felt someone's silent gaze on him, he looked at the pu grass bag in his hand as usual, and there were still two pieces of oily sauce meat in the bag, the color was like a heavy jujube, one was fat and thin, and with a slight shake of his wrist, he trembled to show that the skin and glutinous meat that was longer than the heat were rotten, and the other was small and firewood, just a small piece of meat when buying meat.

Ye Bufan naturally pinched the small piece of sauce meat and stuffed it into his mouth, grinding his teeth a little hard, touched Jing Lian, and handed him the pampas bag and the large piece of sauce meat that must be worth recalling.

Jinglian had just slowly finished eating two pieces of hibiscus crispy cakes, and there was a faint floral fragrance between her teeth and cheeks, and the floral fragrance was mixed with a slight burnt aroma of wheat noodles, and the aroma was quiet and not glamorous.

Before the fragrance dissipated, he sighed on his fingers, carefully twisted the fine crust scattered in the grass bag and sipped it into his mouth, the movements were smooth and skillful.

A grain and a millet, a flower and a fruit, all have life, whether it becomes coarse tea and light rice, or delicious food, it can drive people away from hunger and cold, and strengthen people's muscles and bones. Therefore, in Jinglian's opinion, there should be some respect for the food that can fill the stomach. That is, you can't let go of a dregs and a grain, and you have to swallow the treasure of the mountain and chew the chaff.

Of course, he is not so stupid as to deliberately seek hardship in the current food.

Taking the pampas straw bag, Jing Lian glanced at the sauce meat in the bag that was as colored as a heavy jujube, and looked at Ye Bufan's eyes without saying a word, with a faint joy hidden between her eyebrows.

Ye Bufan smiled, chewed the woody and tough sauce meat in his mouth a few times, avoided Jing Lian's eyes, reached into the front of the green shirt with his right hand, and took out a rough porcelain bottle.

Bowing his head slightly, a mouthful of hot and spicy pierced his throat.

Listening to the small sound in his ears, Ye Bufan turned his head to see that Jing Lian had already opened the pampas grass bag and was carefully dealing with the slightly trembling piece of sauce meat.

Another sip of liquor entered his throat, Ye Bufan slowly straightened his back, and slowly turned his head to look at Lin Sixteen not far away.

In this dark night, the swaying of the clear light and cold shadows collided silently.

Together, like mountains and mountains, they despise ants.

one, like spring grass yellow flowers with the wind darkness.