Ling Lang didn't think much about it, and saw that the other party had already withdrawn from the soul domain, so he hurriedly took the soul lotus back.

The white-haired old man in front of him, under closer inspection, was the sacrificial elder he had seen in the City Dragon Group at the beginning.

Team Wu didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly arched his hands and said hello.

"Mo Lao, well. ”

The white-haired old man, smiling, nodded lightly and replied.

"Captain Wu, I've worked hard all the way, let's follow Qingshan for the time being, go to rest and rest, I will take Ling Lang, this kid, to meet several other elders, and then come to talk about it. ”

"Captain Wu, please. Li Qingshan didn't care about the dispute just now. Hurriedly made a gesture of please, and took the Wu team to find a place to rest.

"Mo Lao ......".

"Mo Lao ......".

"Mo Lao ......".

Daniel Zhang, Wei Dong, and Jiang Qing didn't seem to be convinced, and they all wanted to say something to the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man was not annoyed, and waved his hand gently.

"Let's go down first, too. Ling Lang, yes, you come with me. After speaking, without waiting for anyone else to have anything to say, he turned around and walked in front to lead the way.

Except that Mo Yozai didn't say anything, and he also turned a few pages of the book in his hand, as if nothing had happened. The other three were all puffed up, but they didn't dare to say anything, and watched Ling Lang leave behind the white-haired old man.

The "canyon" is in the shape of a boat, with two pointed points and a large middle, and at the end of the "boat" in the middle, there is a stone staircase that winds up the mountain on the left side of the mountain wall.

When the two of them walked away, everyone dared to speak.

"Xiaomo, if your grandfather hadn't come just now, would you have been able to take down that Ling Lang?" Jiang Qing's eyes flickered, and he asked the book-holding boy angrily.

"That is, Xiaomo's Cangjie Sage can at least write five more words, and he will definitely be able to fight him, but being Mo Lao like this, isn't this equivalent to helping outsiders? Wei Dong on the side was abused the worst and behaved the most in the "discussion" just now, and echoed in a strange voice.

But the book-bearer listened to them, first shook his head, and then said flatly.

"Not necessarily, I think he still has some energy left. If you think about it, in the end, even my grandfather's requiem Qingguang couldn't make his Lotus soul collect, I'm afraid there are still a lot of followers. ”

Jiang Qing listened, but didn't say anything more, those two little eyes turned a few times.

"No, he's so powerful? Didn't Fang Cheng say that when he was in the Qinling Courtyard, this person was about the same as him?" Wei Dong looked incredulous, as if he had forgotten the fact that he had been completely crushed just now.

"Okay, what are you doing with this, if you lose, you lose. Anyway, he is a member of the Dragon Group, and he can be regarded as a member of our Dragon Soul. Gone, gone, my head still hurts, I have to hurry up and find Yuan Lao to take a look. That Daniel Zhang, but a bachelor, covered his head after speaking, and walked away.

Seeing Daniel Zhang leaving, the rest of the people also felt bored and dispersed.

Climb to the end of the stone steps and come to the side of the mountain beam that you saw before.

The mountain beam in front of me is not straight, but the surface is flat, and it is protected by iron chains on both sides. The stone beam is not large, just enough for two people to walk side by side. I don't know how long it has existed, but the abrasion marks on the stone beam are very smooth.

"Be careful. The old man confessed softly and walked in front.

The stone beams are estimated to be more than twenty meters above the ground, and you can almost touch the pines and cypresses overhead. Walking on the top of the stone beam, Ling Lang couldn't help but sigh, this is fortunate that he has no fear of heights, otherwise he would be scared to his legs when he looked down.

After passing through the stone beam, there is another short stone staircase, and after going up the stone stairs, and then sticking to the stone wall, I walked a little more path to a small wooden house.

In front of this small wooden house, there is a stone lawn, oval-shaped, only one zhang square. Ling Lang hurriedly looked at it, and found that the place where it was had surpassed the few huts of different shapes on the third floor that he had seen before.

The chalet is built in a depression in the mountain wall, the walls are made of wood, only the middle two sides, and the roof is supported by two large logs. The roof is covered with gray earth-colored tiles. Above the roof, on one side of the mountain, an old pine tree grows, its branches bent like a dragon walking in the clouds. The pine leaves are dark green and luxuriant, and the mountain breeze is gentle and rustling.

Pushing open the door of the wooden house, there were already four people sitting inside. There is a table of eight immortals on the top, and an old man sits on each side. The one on the left is tall, wearing a very ordinary black practice uniform, with short hair, gray and white hair, but his face is ruddy, and his eyes are bright. He rested one palm on the table, and his blood vessels were distended, a full third larger than the average person. The crane on the right has a childish face, holding a bun, wearing a blue-gray robe, three long white beards, and elegant demeanor, which is like a fairy wind and bones.

In the lower right position, there are two people, an old man and a young man, the old one has a sallow complexion, wears a white tunic, wears round gold-wire glasses, and is thin. Who else is there besides Elder Li Mingyi of the Dragon Group?

The other was a young man just over thirty years old, with a black suit and a white undershirt, and a big shiny back. His eyebrows were frowning lightly and his eyes were resolute, but Ling Lang felt that when he looked at him, there was a bit of gloom in his eyes.

Mo Lao entered the wooden house, arched his hand to the two old men in front of him, and spoke.

"Elder Tian, Elder Long, Ling Lang, I brought it here. After speaking, he was not polite, walked to a chair of eight immortals on the left, and sat down.

The tall old man didn't speak, just looked at Ling Lang in a daze, which made people's hearts a little hairy. The crane hair Taoist smiled slightly, his face was kind, and his voice was elegant.

"Elder Labor. Sit, kid. He pointed to another empty chair on the left and motioned for Ling Lang to sit down first. Then he turned his head to Li Mingyi on the right and said.

"Elder Li, we already understand the purpose of your visit this time. You and Xuan Liang will stay in Wanglongju for a few days first, and then reply to you after a few of us agree. ”

"Then Li thanked a few people in advance. After Li Mingyi finished speaking, he stood up and thanked him, and then turned around and left with the young man named Xuanliang with a big back. When he passed in front of Ling Lang, he glanced at Ling Lang slightly.

"Come, kid. Let me introduce myself first, my name is Tian Moran, you can call me Elder Tian, Elder Tian is fine. The person next to me is Elder Long Lielong, the ancient martial arts instructor of the Dragon Soul of Lingnan Province. You have time, you can get close to him and ask for advice. Elder Mo Pinglan next to you, you have seen it before, is the sacrificial elder of our Wanglong Residence. When Elder Tian introduced himself, the Elder Long let out a "hmm", but no longer stared at Ling Lang. Elder Mo bowed his head slightly, smiling.

Regarding Elder Long's words and deeds, Elder Tian seemed to look at his eyes, but he didn't say anything, and shook his head with a smile.

"Just now you were discussing below, and we also saw it, which is very exciting. Don't be nervous, kid, we didn't mean to make things difficult for you, nor did I look at Longju's hospitality. It's just that you were in the Qinling Courtyard and let Long Tian suffer a small loss, and our Elder Long was not convinced, so he acquiesced to a few young people and tried you, haha. Tian Changlong's words seemed to be quite appreciative of Ling Lang.

Originally, Ling Lang was quite depressed about the few people of the Dragon Soul who came to provoke him, but Tian Changlong's attitude of not hesitating to "expose his shortcomings" and his atmosphere made him feel a lot less angry.

Elder Mo next to him also laughed, and pointed his finger at Elder Long and said.

"Don't look at this old guy who is tall and awe-inspiring, he has a small heart, and he loves his short-sightedness. No, if you bullied someone's unicorn grandson, he ran out to get back the field without skin and face, which is really disrespectful. ”

"Lao Mo, don't worry about me, your grandson couldn't please others just now. I usually like to praise my grandson everywhere for how talented and intelligent he is. Now that you've been overshadowed by this kid from the dragon group, right? "Elder Long is not good at being with his peers, his voice is loud, and he makes fun of Elder Mo in turn.

"Elder Tian, look at him, what he said is still the Dragon Soul Ancient Martial Arts Instructor, I can't see that he has a bit of an ancient style and honor. Seeing that Elder Long was "slandering" himself like this, Elder Mo hurriedly complained to Tian Changlong. But Elder Tian just shook his head gently, as if to indicate that he also had no way to deal with his "old fellow".

"Why, Lao Mo, you're not convinced, right, don't look at me as not majoring in soul body. I'll just use Gu Wu, even if I stand still, look at your holy word technique, how can I endure it?" Elder Long "has to be unforgiving" and continues to "chase and fight" and launch an "attack".

"I haven't been on a mission for so long, you have itchy hands, right, but I have a lot of things, so I don't have as much strength as you, and I don't have the same knowledge as you. Elder Mo saw that he couldn't fight such a "poignant", so he simply shook off his hand, stopped fighting, and ignored him anymore.

"Well, there are juniors, people who are eighty or ninety years old, and they are not afraid of people laughing. Elder Tian stretched out his hand to stop Elder Long, who was still going to speak, and asked softly to Ling Lang.

"Kid, I think you should still have some reservations about your tricks with them just now, right?"

Ling Lang smiled, he didn't know how to answer, he couldn't say yes, he seemed to be so proud. I can't say no, after all, I can't say anything in front of the three elders when I open my eyes and talk nonsense.

"Okay, very good, the people of the dragon group are okay, dig such a good seedling. Come, you come with the old way. Out-of-body body. After speaking, he stood up, and with a wave of his right hand, Ling Lang only felt that his soul body was swinging, and it seemed that something had been laid around him, and it felt a bit like the room where he stayed for the first time in the dragon group.

Soul Blockade?