"The spirit stones and array eyes have been collected, and the prohibition has been broken, what should I do next?"

Shen Tianjue patted his head with one hand, always feeling as if he had something to do, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

After two breaths.

"Remember!"

Shen Tianjue's eyes widened, and two bolts of lightning shot out, and a strong and domineering aura was released from his body, and suddenly the wind swept upside down, and the wind and clouds changed color.

A low roar that shook the mountains and forests came from his mouth.

"Little cub of the Blood Demon Sect, come out to Lao Tzu!"

After finishing speaking, his right foot in battle armor was raised slightly, and the spiritual power around him swept wildly towards his right foot, and in a flash of light, he stomped on the ground, and suddenly the mountain shook, and the dust flew, and after the dust dissipated, he saw that the ground where his right foot was stepping on a crack three zhang long and half a zhang wide, and the crack was pitch black and bottomless.

Shen Tianjue was a true Jindan Stage Great Perfection cultivator, and he could cause great damage with just raising his hands and feet, which was extremely terrifying.

He looked at the bottomless crack in front of him, and his powerful divine sense came out of his body, reaching into the crack. In the pitch-black underground, there was only an oval-shaped bead and a small cloud of black aura left behind.

Nothing else.

Shen Tianjue walked in front of the black aura, smashed it away with a wave of his big hand, looked at an oval-colored bead in front of him, frowned slightly, and muttered to himself: "It seems that this little cub has already sent what happened here to the Blood Demon Sect through the Shadow Bead." The little cub is quite slippery, if you slow down a little more, Lao Tzu will not pull out your skin. ”

The Shadow Bead is a relatively common communication magic weapon in the cultivation world, and it is used by most sects to transmit messages, just like the Sound Transmission Jade Slip and the Distress Jade Slip.

"As soon as the blood demon dies, it will definitely shake the entire Dragon Continent cultivation world, and this big disciple of Old Man Lin is probably going to have a restless life recently!" Shen Tianjue said with a serious face, frowning.

After pondering for a while, Shen Tianjue grabbed the Shadow Stone and floated into the air, flying in the direction of the Tianyun Sect, preparing to discuss with the people in the sect what he might face next.

After all, since the elders of the family died on the territory of the Tianyun Sect, the Blood Demon Sect would never be silent, and Li Mo would probably become a figure on the cusp.

Although the relationship between the Blood Demon Sect and the Tianyun Sect has always been tense, and there is constant friction between the two sides, the two sects have always had a tacit understanding to put it within a controllable range.

Now, the death of the elder of the Blood Demon Sect may break this balance, causing the conflict between the two sects to escalate, which will lead to a great war between the sects, both of which are one of the strongest sects in the Dragon Continent, and the two great wars will inevitably cause the destruction of lives. He knew that the situation was serious, so he didn't dare to delay, and used his whole body's spiritual power to fly towards the sect.

Not long after Shen Tianjue left, several clouds of black mist floated out of the ground and landed on the ground, condensing into a vague figure, its body was weak and weak, like a black humanoid mist, without a substantial body.

The foggy figure floated up and down, and the strange sound of crying and laughing kept coming out, and in this dark mountain forest, the listeners were terrified and their hairs stood upside down.

"This ...... Enmity...... No...... Report...... I...... Never...... Bolt! His voice was staccato and staccato like that of a child who had just learned to speak, trying to utter a complete sentence.

The ghost shadow condensed by this black mist was none other than Liu Hong, who had turned into a ghost cultivator, and the reason why he was able to avoid Shen Tianjue's divine sense just now was thanks to a yin vein below this place, and with the help of the yin qi released by it, it interfered with Shen Tianjue's divine sense, so he escaped.

If it weren't for this Yin Vein, it would be impossible for Liu Hong to escape the detection of the Jindan Realm cultivator.

In the cultivation world, there are not only spiritual veins, but also the opposite yin veins, the spiritual veins contain spiritual energy that can greatly increase the monk's cultivation, if this spiritual vein is not discovered for a long time, after a long time, these spiritual power will also condense into a crystal, this crystal is called 'spirit stone', because it is extremely precious, so it is used as currency by the monks.

The Yin Vein is just the opposite, it will only nourish endless Yin Qi inside, it has no effect on the monks, mortals will die when they touch it, only those ghost cultivators will look for this kind of Yin Vein to cultivate.

This yin vein here has just been formed, and its non-yin qi has not yet dispersed, so the villagers of Wujia Village can live here, if you wait for a few hundred years, the yin vein here will be completed, and then this place will become a Jedi, and all the creatures in the vicinity will be invaded by the yin qi and turn into white bones!

"First...... Let... Zongmen... Village...... The fool against you...... Wait until I have cultivated my supernatural powers...... After... Slaughter again... What you know... Everyone! Liu Hong, who was in the ghost state, glanced at the cheats in his hand, which were carved by strange runes with four big characters "Ten Thousand Ghosts Coming", and then his figure flashed and disappeared.

The yin qi in the yin vein under Wujia Village had been absorbed by him just now, if he stayed here any longer, he would most likely be sensed by the master who felt it later, in order not to be discovered, Liu Hong could only leave here far away and find a secret place to practice.

Liu Hong's unintentional action saved the life of the village.

Now.

Inside Wujia Village.

Li Mo, Chen Qinglian, Village Chief Wu, Wu Hu, the old drunkard, and Aunt Wu sat at a table and wanted to talk happily.

Everyone's words, my words, from time to time caused everyone to laugh, and life was uncomfortable.

"Little ink! You see that you are already fifteen years old, and when your Uncle Wu Hu was your age, he had already married me, when did you decide to get married! Aunt Wu looked at Chen Qinglian, who was sitting beside Li Mo, and asked Li Mo.

As soon as Aunt Wu's words came out, several girls with delicate eyebrows sitting next to her pricked up their ears one by one, holding their breath, waiting for Li Mo's words.

These girls are all from Wujia Village, and they had a good impression of Li Mobiao five years ago, but they were all rejected by him on the grounds of cultivation, and now that they heard Aunt Wu mention this matter, they naturally had to eavesdrop carefully.

Even Chen Qinglian, who thought of being calm and elegant, put down the wine glass in her hand and looked at Li Mo with a soft gaze.

"Aunt Wu said with a smile, my generation of monks should focus on cultivation, as for the personal relationship of children, I have no such plan for the time being." Li Mo replied with an embarrassed face.

"One person cultivates, how can two people practice happily, as the old saying goes, only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals."

The old drunkard sitting on the side said, his face was flushed at the moment, he didn't know how much he drank, and the whole person was in a daze, as if he would fall to the ground in the next moment.

"That's right! Yes! In my opinion, you and Xiaolian next to you are simply a match made in heaven. Wu Hu picked up a large bowl in his hand and drank all the wine inside.

"Hehe, old man, I think so!" Village Chief Wu, who was originally sitting silently, couldn't help but interject at this time.

On the other hand, Chen Qinglian sat on the side with a flushed face, and peeked at Li Mo from time to time.

Li Mo looked around a little embarrassed, paused, and said: "Marriage is a major event in life, you can't be in a hurry, you can't be in a hurry!" ”

"Look at you, it's really incomprehensible."

Aunt Wu saw Chen Qinglian's face flushed, how could she, as a person who came over, not know Chen Qinglian's intentions, but Li Mo was really ......

Chen Qinglian and several girls around him who were peeking at Li Mo threw a resentful look at him at the same time.

For a moment, the atmosphere was slightly subtle.

Wu Hu and Aunt Wu took care of the dishes on the table, as if they didn't hear Li Mo speak.

Village Chief Wu smiled without saying a word, drinking the old wine in his cup.

Suddenly, an inopportune voice sounded, interrupting the subtle feeling.

"Come on, come on, drink and drink, Xiaomo and Xiaolian finally come back, let's get drunk and rest."

When the old drunkard had finished drinking the wine from the glass in his hand, he fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"This old drunkard, why is he so short-sighted!"

Aunt Wu looked at it with disgust, and the ugly old drunkard lying on the ground glanced at Wu Hu, Wu Hu instantly understood, dragged the old drunkard up, and walked to the side. Aunt Wu also stood up and left with Wu Hu after him.

"Alas, I'm old, I can't stand it anymore, old man, I'm going back to rest, you young people drink slowly, don't hurry, don't hurry." Village Chief Wu smiled lightly, stood up and walked towards the thatched house at the entrance of the village.

At this moment, only Li Mo and Chen Qinglian were left on the table.

The two looked at each other and did not speak.

As the minutes ticked by, the two of them drank the drinks in their glasses.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Qinglian drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp, looked at Li Mo with confused eyes, her bright red lips were slightly hooked, and she was the first to speak: "Senior Brother Mo, Qinglian heard that you have an unusually loving junior sister on Yunxiao Peak, and the two of you are ......."

However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Li Mo.

"You're talking about Lingxue, right? She was an orphan brought back by Shizun when he went out to look for elixir, and later she became a registered disciple of Shizun. Li Mo didn't know how to get it, but he didn't dare to look directly into Chen Qinglian's eyes.

"Senior Brother Mo's junior sister, you must be very fond of her." Chen Qinglian said.

"She's just a little girl who hasn't grown up yet, and Shizun and I naturally love her very much."

"I really envy Senior Sister Lingxue, there is a senior brother who loves her so much, unlike me, ......," Chen Qinglian said implicitly.

"Xiaolian, you're drunk!"

"No, I'm not drunk."

After speaking, Chen Qinglian became more and more bold, first waved her hand to set up a small phantom array around her and Li Mo, so that the villagers who were still eating and drinking around could not see the two of them, and then held Li Mo's cheeks with both hands and made eye contact with him.

When Li Mo was about to take away Chen Qinglian's hands, he suddenly felt that his arms were one yard and he couldn't move.

"Oops, the residual poison in my arms has flare up again!"

Seeing that Li Mo didn't push her hands away, the drunk Chen Qinglian became even more emboldened, her graceful body stood up, leaned towards Li Mo, and the whole person was almost attached to him.

Look at each other.

"Brother Mo, do you think Lian'er is beautiful?"