"Fellow Daoist, I'm not the kind of brainless guy, if I really enter this extraterritorial space with you so casually, then I may become very passive, instead of temporarily grasping the initiative like now."

Jing Qiu didn't agree to Liu Yueyao's suggestion just now, after all, with her understanding of this extraterritorial space in the snow forest, the female monk on the opposite side must have a stone disk in her hand that could control this extraterritorial space.

When the time comes, I really walk into this extraterritorial space in a daze, and the end will definitely not be very good.

However, after Jing Qiu said this, the Prison Blood Ji on the opposite side didn't pay attention to Jing Qiu, but just stood quietly in place, as if thinking about something.

Just when Jing Qiu was about to say something, the Prison Blood Ji had already quietly used the black-veined stone disk in her hand, and then a large torrent suddenly erupted from the broken passage of the extraterritorial space beside Jing Qiu, and there were even a lot of fish and shrimp in those currents.

Jing Qiu didn't expect that the female monk on the opposite side would really dare to make a move on herself, and Jing Qiu, who had eaten a little, was also wet with half of her body by the current, and then Jing Qiu also fought back, and smashed the long strip in the shape of the word "乚" in her hand towards the passage full of white cracks in the extraterritorial space.

However, at this time, Jing Qiu's action was still a step late, and the torrent in the passage of the extraterritorial space suddenly stopped, and a blood-colored bone fan blocked the "乚" zigzag curved strip, and then the "乚" zigzag bent strip that smashed on the blood-colored bone fan was directly broken into two sections.

"I was careless."

Seeing this, Jing Qiu had no choice but to retreat immediately, and at the same time be wary of the Prison Blood Ji who was silent on the other side.

At this time, Prison Blood Ji opened the folded Red Face Bone Fan in her hand with a "swish", and then Prison Blood Ji fanned the Red Face Bone Fan in the direction where Jing Qiu was and violently fanned out three blood-colored hurricanes.

"This hurricane, this fan, I remember, when I attacked Ye Kui, a certain female monk suddenly appeared and saved Ye Kui, and that female monk used this blood-colored bone fan, and the tricks she used were very similar."

When Jing Qiu saw the scene in front of him, he also remembered something.

Although Jing Qiu didn't know why the other party's appearance and temperament had changed greatly, Jing Qiu thought that there was no need to continue fighting after blocking the three hurricanes in front of him, so he should give Ye Kui a face.

So Jing Qiu immediately lowered his head, and then wiped his face with his right hand, Jing Qiu's face also changed to a new look, Jing Qiu, who was originally a young man, had become a middle-aged man.

Then Jing Qiu suddenly threw a punch and threw a punch in front of him.

After Jing Qiu did this, Jing Qiu was first blown away by the punch he made, and finally the whole person rolled into the extremely thick snow.

And the three blood-colored hurricanes that Prison Blood Ji fanned out were also crushed by the punch of Jing Qiu's punch at the same time, and the impact generated during this period blew up the surrounding snow into the sky.

The heavy snow that had fallen and the snow that had risen from the snow suddenly became white, and the Prison Blood Ji couldn't see which snow the "male" monk on the other side had rolled into, and could only roughly perceive that the other party had not left the snowdrift in front of her.

Then Hell Blood Ji raised the red face bone fan in her hand again and fanned it forward, but this time the fan was only to fan away the snowflakes covering her eyes in front of her.

At this moment, Prison Blood saw the "male" monk with a tattered face on his face, but there was no bloodshed, and he stood up from the snowdrift.

"Are you a monk of the Delusional Witch?"

Prison Blood Ji saw the origin of the "male" monk on the other side.

"So what? Do you have any grudge against you?"

When Jing Qiu replied to the Prison Blood Princess, he raised his hand and stroked his face, and the tattered face was restored to its original state, and now Jing Qiu's face changed back to the face of the middle-aged male cultivator just now.

"This is understandable why you can discover this extraterritorial space in the snow forest, it is rumored that your Delusional Witch Qi Monk's understanding of extraterritorial space is greater than that of most monks on the Tianque Continent."

When Prison Blood Ji said this, she was very wary of Delusion Wuqi when Mi Xuezi was alive, but Mi Xuezi still went to Delusion Wu Qi from time to time

One trip.

"Then I also remembered, the bone fan in your hand should be the weapon of the previous masters of the Bloody Demon Gate, but I remember that the current master of the Bloody Demon Gate is Yong Xiaojing, not you."

Jing Qiu also remembered the matter of the blood-colored bone fan in the hand of the Prison Blood Princess.

"You can leave here, if you want, then you can always spread the matter of the extraterritorial space in the thousand-year-old snow mountain to the monk realm, so that you can also be more lively."

After saying that, Prison Blood Ji put away the red face bone fan in her hand, and now Prison Blood Ji has no idea of continuing to fight, after all, Prison Blood Ji knows that since the previous Mi Blood Zi is unwilling to conflict with Delusion Wuqi, then there is no need for him to ask for trouble for the time being.

In addition, the method of the Delusional Witch Monk on the opposite side just now suddenly became a martial artist, but it also allowed the Prison Blood Ji to witness some of the methods of the Delusional Witch Monk, which is contrary to the rumored that the Delusional Witch Monk can use the power of the Human Skin Mask.

"Are you sure you let me go? What if I still forcibly tell the other monks about the existence of extraterritorial space in this snowy forest?"

Jing Qiu still didn't believe that the other side would let him go so easily, after all, judging from the battle just now, the bloody monk on the other side didn't use all her strength.

"As I said, if you do this, it will affect you, and if you have the chance, you can ask the elders of your higher ranks, and if nothing else, they will tell you not to do more."

"It seems that I am wrong this time, fellow Daoist, there is a chance to see you again."

Jing Qiu said this and left the snow forest.

"I'm going to stay here for a while, and then I'll wait until this extraterritorial space is fully restored."

Prison Blood Ji said casually after seeing Jing Qiu leave, and then Prison Blood Ji walked towards the entrance of the extraterritorial space.

While the Prison Blood Ji was busy repairing the extraterritorial space again, Jing Qiu, who had left this snow forest, had already gone to other areas of the Millennium Snow Mountain to continue looking for the Fear Flower.

"I didn't expect to meet the female monk from the Bloody Demon Gate here, and besides, should I come here again after a while? But only if I can find the Fear Flower in the Thousand-Year Snow Mountain, otherwise I wouldn't be in the mood to do anything else."

While Jing Qiu thought so, Jing Qiu also walked towards the snow in front of him, and he didn't know if Jing Qiu found the Youdread Flower first, or if the Prison Blood Ji first repaired the extraterritorial space in the snow forest again.

In a cave in the back mountain of Qianxi Guan.

"Master, do you mean that I will handle Senior Brother Ling?"

"Yan Hu, Ling Renting is no longer your senior brother, are you like Zhi Jin who can't tell the difference between the current situation?"

Yuwen Yanhu was called to this cave by the master of the pious view of the temple, that is, Yuwen Yanhu's master, the Ten Springs Daoist, and then the Shiquan Daoist began to arrange tasks for Yuwen Yanhu.

"Master, you know, I'm different from Senior Brother Jiang, I followed Master you to cultivate a little later, so Senior Brother Ling and I... Ling Renting's relationship is not very good."

"Yan Hu, this is also your weakness, because of this, you shouldn't be able to guess how Ling Renting will deal with you,"

Daoist Shiquan picked up a booklet on the table, and then turned to a certain page before handing it to Yuwen Yango.

"Master, what is this?"

After Yuwen Yanhu took the booklet handed over by the Ten Springs Dao Chief, he read it for a while, and the booklet was written with some ordinary cultivation methods, and the point was that the page that the Ten Springs Dao Master turned over was sandwiched with a torn map between them.

"Yan Hu, when you go down the mountain, you will go for a walk here, maybe you will find something."

"Master, what if I meet a hard-mouthed guy in Fan Xiang Valley?"

"Yan Hu, if your Senior Brother Jiang encounters this kind of thing, what will he do?"

"Master, if Senior Brother Jiang encounters such a situation, he may only arrest those guys to Qianxi Temple."

"Yanhu, didn't you say that you are different from Zhi Jin?"

"Master, I understand what you mean, I'll do things neatly."

Yuwen Yanhu said that he would re-register the booklet

Close it, and then hand it to the Ten Springs Daoist with both hands.

"Good apprentice."

After saying these three words, the Ten Springs Daoist put the booklet in Yuwen Yanhu's hand back on the table, and then the Shiquan Daoist waved his hand at Yuwen Yanhu, signaling that Yuwen Yanhu could go.

After a while, Yuwen Yanhu had already come to the outside of the mountain gate of the Qianxi Temple.

"Hu Ming's matter can only be put aside for the time being, after all, the things that the master told me seem to be more important, and there were many senior brothers in the previous view who also tried to find Ling Renting, including Senior Brother Jiang, but none of them brought Ling Renting back.

After that, Ling Renting's matter was put on hold for a while, until today, when the master suddenly called me over."

Yuwen Yanhu thought for a moment, then cast a spell and disappeared in place, and when Yuwen Yanhu reappeared, he was already standing above the clouds.

A few hours later.

"Fan Xianggu should be in this direction, when we get to Fan Xianggu, we will arrest all the guys there and interrogate them well, and we have to use some special means in special circumstances, after all, the master didn't stop me just now, but agreed with me to do it.

In the past, the master was very opposed to my somewhat radical actions, but agreed with Senior Brother Jiang's slightly gentler way of doing things."

Yuwen Yanhu couldn't help but think of the previous time that after he and Jiang Zhijin completed the task of Guanli separately, the Ten Springs Daoist commented on himself, Jiang Zhijin and the other senior brothers in Guanli.

"Demon cultivators and monks mingle, but as long as they don't come looking for trouble, then I won't be nosy."

At this time, Yuwen Yanhu sensed that there were three figures in front of him, but Yuwen Yanhu found that two of them were demon cultivators and one was a monk.

"Sister Li Hua, there is a monk ahead, should we go that way."

This will Liu Yueyao and the group also noticed Yuwen Yanhu in front of them.

"Liu Yueyao, what are you afraid of, aren't you just a human monk? We'll just go over there."

Pei Doudou didn't want to just make way for the other party, if it was in normal times, Pei Doudou would definitely agree with Liu Yueyao's idea.

However, after Pei Doudou experienced the snow forest in the thousand-year-old Snow Mountain, Pei Doudou had some rejection of Liu Yueyao, so Pei Doudou would disagree with Liu Yueyao from time to time.

"Dou Dou, don't lose your temper, let's do what Yueyao says."

Li Hua took Pei Doudou's hand after saying that, and then signaled that Liu Yue was okay, Pei Doudou could only keep a straight face and let Li Hua fly towards Liu Yue.

So Liu Yueyao, Li Hua, and Pei Doudou, who took the initiative to change directions, did not meet Yuwen Yanhu.

"The other side is also interesting, but I'm not the kind of person who is unreasonable, so I don't think I saw it."

Yuwen Yanhu noticed that the opposite side chose Pei to avoid the other party, so he no longer paid attention to the other party, and sped up and flew towards Fan Xiang Valley.

Fan Xiang Valley.

"The snow really doesn't stop, although I'm not afraid of the cold, but I'm still more happy with summer, and now I can't just lie on the grass and bask in the sun, alas, it's annoying, sometimes things don't go well from time to time."

Mu Xun, the tree demon who had already returned to Fan Xiang Valley from the Blood Demon Gate, stood at the door of the cave and looked at the heavy snow falling outside, feeling a little depressed.

"Excuse me, friend."

At this time, a monk appeared in the snow in front of the Ranch Cave.

"You... Are you?"

Mu Xun, who was still paying attention elsewhere just now, didn't notice the young monk on the other side for a while.

"I'm just passing through here and want to spend the night."

"This... This is easy to say, easy to say, fellow Daoists, please come in."

Mu Xun wants to say that this is not an inn, can't you fly a little more to other places? However, after Mu Xun recognized the style of the Taoist uniform worn by the other party, Mu Xun immediately became polite.

Now Mu Xun really doesn't want to have any conflict with the Taoist priest of Qianxi Temple, in case Qianxi Temple comes to the door and then discovers his identity, then Mu Xun may have to be arrested back to Qianxi Temple, and he will last for the rest of his life

I have to be locked up in the Spiritual Temple.

"I don't know what to call the Taoist?"

After Mu Xun invited Yuwen Yanhu to sit down in the cave, he began to ask the other party's name, and at the same time poured a cup of hot tea for the other party and himself.

"Tea... The tea was good."

"Dao Chief?"

Hearing what the other party said, Mu Xun couldn't help but ask again.

"My name is Sanwen."

"Oh, it turned out to be the head of the Sanwen Dao, and I have been looking up for a long time." new

Mu Xun politely said to Yuwen Yanhu.

"You've heard of me?"

Yuwen Yanhu deliberately asked, after all, the "Sanwen" that Yuwen Yanhu said was a random name when he heard it.

"That's nature, by the way, Sanwen Daoist drinks tea, Sanwen Daoist has been busy all day in this winter, and a cup of hot tea is very relieving."

After Mu Xun finished speaking, he raised the cup of tea on his table and took a sip first.

"Yes."

Then Yuwen Yanhu also took a sip of hot tea.

"This tea is really good, whether it is cold or hot, it is worth drinking several times more."

"It's good if you like it, there are a lot of them in this teapot, and I'll fill it for you after Sanwen Daoist finishes drinking."

"You don't seem to have to tell me what your name is?"

Yuwen Yanhu, who put down the teacup in his hand, began to ask Mu Xun on the other side, in fact, when Yuwen Yan came to the outside of the cave, he knew that Mu Xun on the other side was a demon cultivator, so he didn't directly call each other a Taoist friend, but a friend, which is Yuwen Yanhu's habit.

"Daoist Sanwen, my name is Mu Xun, and I should be regarded as the master of Fan Xiang Valley."

Mu Xun honestly said his name.

"Mu Xun, where did you pick the tea leaves from this tea?"

"It seems that Daoist Sanwen likes this tea very much, so I'll send some tea to Daoist Chief, right?"

"Mu Xun, I can pick it myself, are you afraid that I won't be able to pick all the tea sources?"

"Of course not, it's not a secret, in fact, I'm... I also gave this tea from a friend, and now I haven't contacted that friend for a long time, and I don't know where he went."

Mu Xun was a little puzzled, how could this pious Taoist priest care so much about the tea matter, or should he simply give the rest of the tea to this Sanwen Taoist?

"Then forget it."

The reason why Yuwen Yanhu cares so much about the cup of tea that Mu Xun poured for himself is because when he was in Qianxi Temple before, the taste of the cup of tea that Hu Ming poured for Yuwen Yan was almost the same as the taste of the cup of tea that Mu Xun poured for Yuwen Yanhu.

The only difference is that the cup of tea that Hu Ming poured for Yu Wenyan at that time smelled stronger, and the tea aroma of the tea that Mu Xun poured for Yu Wenyan was relatively light, as if the tea had been placed for a long time, and it was not as fresh as Hu Ming's tea.

So Yuwen Yanhu had one more conjecture in his heart, but Yuwen Yan didn't have much evidence, so he could only doubt it for the time being.

"Mu Xun, what noteworthy things have happened to you in Fan Xiang Valley recently?"

"Daoist Sanwen may be disappointed if he asks this, my Fan Xiang Valley can be said to be a bit remote, and it is surrounded by mountains, and there are few lakes and rivers, and there are no monks and demon clans who will walk around here at all, even if there are, they are either very few, or they are familiar friends."

"But that's not what I've heard."

"Daoist Sanwen, I don't understand what you said."

"Muxun, do you see where I'm from?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the robe worn by Daoist Master Sanwen is somewhat similar to the robe worn by only Daoists in the Qianxi Temple."

"That's right, then think about the question I asked you just now, and remember if you missed something."

From the beginning, Yuwen Yanhu planned to directly use the Dao method he was good at to forcibly see what would happen to this demon cultivator called Mu Xun in the near future, but it would take some time to prepare, so Yuwen Yan would ask Mu Xun so many questions.

Otherwise, this will be a pastoral search

may have been knocked unconscious by Yuwen Yanhu.

The difference between this method and the previous method used by Yuwen Yanhu against Hu Ming is that it can be effective quickly, and when he was in the Qianxi Temple, Yuwen Yanhu secretly followed Hu Ming for a long time, and he still kept casting spells before he knew some of Hu Ming's movements.

And the means that Yuwen Yanhu intends to use on Mu Xun are the kind that work very quickly, but this kind of high efficiency in exchange for time requires more price, that is, Mu Xun's lifespan.

This is why the previous Ten Springs Daoist did not approve of some of Yuwen Yanhu's actions at first, but agreed with Jiang Zhijin and the other pious Taoist priests' reasonable actions.

After all, the kind of efficient method that Yuwen Yanhu likes to use is extremely harmful to the person being inflicted, and it looks like an evil cultivation method.

Normally, the caster receives the backlash himself, just like the deduction and divination techniques that ordinary monks will practice.

And Yuwen Yanhu's means are a bit dangerous here, which is why not long ago, when Yuwen Yanhu communicated with the Ten Springs Daoist in the cave mansion, he said that he was different from Jiang Zhijin, and why Yuwen Yanhu was a little surprised that the Shiquan Daoist would suddenly agree, or allow some of his own behaviors.

"Chief Sanwen, don't worry, let me think about the noteworthy things that have happened recently..."

After Mu Xun answered Yuwen Yanhu, he began to make up other reasons, in fact, Mu Xun also had an idea, that is, when he really had no choice, he would lead the pious Taoist priest called Sanwen on the opposite side to the tomb forest of Fan Xiang Valley.

In this way, it is Ye Kui who has a headache, anyway, afterwards, Mu Xun only needs to tell Ye Kui that it was the Sanwen Daoist who forced him to open the Forest of Graves and let him in.

After a while, Yuwen Yan Hu had already drunk the second cup of tea to the point of taking a sip left, and Mu Xun on the other side was still struggling with what to say first.

"Mu Xun, it's cold, your wooden brain shouldn't be frozen, since that's the case, then I'll remind you a few words, Mu Xun, do you know Ling Renting?"

Yuwen Yanhu waited for a while, and found that Mu Xun on the other side was still silent, so Yuwen Yanhu directly said the purpose of his coming to Fan Xiang Valley.

"Daoist Sanwen, what are you talking about?"

"Ling Renting."

"Ling Renting? This name sounds a little unfamiliar, sorry Sanwen Daoist, I don't know this person, can you tell us about this person's identity?"

When Mu Xun replied to Yuwen Yanhu like this, there was no panic or hesitation on his face except for doubt, which was compared to Mu Xun's slightly nervous appearance before, as if Mu Xun had really never seen Ling Renting.

"And then?"

Yuwen Yanhu continued to ask.

"Daoist Sanwen, I think there may be some misunderstanding, I really don't know that Ling Renting, I usually stay in this small Fan Xiang Valley to spend my days leisurely, and from time to time I hang out with some demon friends, how can it involve the matter of Qianxi Temple?"

Mu Xun slowly said the excuse he had made up about the same.

"There is some truth in what you said, but I didn't say that Ling Renting has anything to do with the Qianxi Temple, so why did you say the phrase "involving the Qianxi Temple"?"

Yuwen Yanhu seemed to have sensed something, and the demon cultivator on the other side called Mu Xun either inadvertently learned about some things about Ling Renting, or he really had some connection with Ling Renting, and then Mu Xun tried to hide these things.

"Daoist Sanwen, some things about a large immortal sect like Qianxi Guan can easily spread to the Tianque Continent, and I just happened to learn about some things from other friends.

At that time, I heard from my friend that the Taoist leader named Ling Renting was kicked out of the Qianxi Temple because he sat down wrong, and as for what Ling Renting did wrong, my friend didn't say why."

Mu Xun began to explain to the Sanwen Daoist on the other side.

The head of the Sanwen Dao, that is, Yuwen Yanhu, picked up the teacup and drank the remaining tea, and then Yuwen Yanhu sighed.

Yuwen Yanhu felt that he had to use some means in the end.