For this plan, Lin Luo personally planned it with Cheng Lu of the Luoyun Sect and the Baiqiao Academy of the Ancient Sword Sect.

To put it simply, sooner or later, the Demon Dao will be his people, and he will not move as much as possible, but the Righteous Dao Alliance can be destroyed.

Especially the Confucian surnamed Bai of the Ancient Sword Sect, he really couldn't bear the other party's life.

After all, right now, the young woman of the Confucian Taoist of the Ancient Sword Sect is still lying on his bed.

The group flew in front of the stone gate, and the yellow-clothed monk's token dissipated, and the passage disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Okay."

After glancing at a few people, he said indifferently. Then his ten fingers flicked non-stop, his hands formed complex handprints, and then he turned around reluctantly, raised his hands, and two red and yellow thorns shot out of his hands, directly hitting the stone door full of prohibitions.

Suddenly, the originally closed cyan gate, the runes flickered one by one, and in a low humming sound, the gate slowly opened, revealing a long square passage inside.

Without saying a word, the yellow-clothed monk strode in. The others glanced at each other and followed.

This square passage seems to have been carved out of the mountain's belly directly with a magic weapon, and not only are the four walls unusually smooth, but every few steps, the walls must be engraved with some profound spells.

The passage is not long, only walked more than 100 zhang or so, everyone saw a bright light, appeared in a neat stone hall, about fifty or sixty zhang wide, about seven or eight zhang high, not small.

In the middle of the stone hall, there is a cyan stone platform several feet large, and the vertical carvings of ten noodles are criss-crossed, which is actually a huge chessboard, with black and white chess pieces all over the board, which seems to have reached the most critical point.

On either side of the chessboard, an old man and a young man sat holding a black and white child board.

The old one was a long-faced old man dressed in brocade, about fifty years old. The youngest is only seven or eight years old, with red lips and white teeth, like the reincarnation of a jade child.

"Uncle Lan! Why are you here? When the monk surnamed Bai saw the boy, he suddenly cried out in a lost voice, and then hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects.

"Uncle Lan?" The gray-clothed old man and the middle-aged monk of Baiqiao Courtyard were stunned at first when they saw a strange boy here, but after hearing the title of the monk surnamed Bai, their expressions changed greatly, and then they looked at the appearance of the boy with braids and bare feet and a gold ring in his hand, and a rumored senior character suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Juniors Du Hui and Yushan An meet Lan seniors!" The two of them were shocked in their hearts, and hurriedly saluted without thinking.

"Get up, don't you see that Master Hu and I are playing to the key point, don't make a noise, wait until I finish this game of chess."

The boy has fine skin and tender flesh, and his voice is immature, but the words he says are old-fashioned and big-looking.

"Yes!" The three monks surnamed Bai and the other three monks agreed without thinking, and then stood nearby with their hands down, not daring to show any dissatisfaction. The long-faced old man who was playing chess with the boy showed a wry smile at the three of them, but he didn't say anything.

As for the yellow-clothed monk since he entered the stone hall, he stood behind the boy in a proper manner, looking like he was holding the courtesy of a disciple.

The young monks who followed up were in a commotion when they heard that these three masters actually called the seven or eight-year-old children in front of them their uncles.

What does this title mean, how could they, the disciples of the Qi Refining Period, not know, immediately opened their eyes one by one, staring at the boy deadly, and their hearts were stirring.

In the end, after the boy and the long-faced old man played for nearly a quarter of an hour, the long-faced old man pushed the chessboard and said respectfully: "Senior Lan's chess skills are superb, the disciple is not an opponent, and he is willing to bow down!" ”

When the boy heard this, his face showed a hint of joy, but then his dark eyes turned and he said suspiciously: "Senior nephew Hu, you don't have a heart!" My old man can tell you that you must not keep your hand when playing chess with me. ”

"How dare the younger generations coax the seniors, it is the seniors who are indeed far better than the past."

When the long-faced old man heard this, his face seemed to be a little longer, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to distinguish it.

"Hee-hee, I also think that my chess skills have improved a lot compared to before. It seems that there is no competition in vain with those chess masters in the secular world. When the boy heard this, his smile became a little more.

"Alright, put away the chess pieces, we're going to get down to business."

The boy's smile suddenly ended, and he said sharply. Then with a twist of his small body, he faced the monks who had been waiting for a long time, and blinked a few times with his big black and white eyes, which swept over the faces of several monks in the Yudan period one by one, and his gaze fell on the faces of Confucian scholars.

"Senior Nephew Bai, it's been a few years since you joined the Ancient Sword Sect." The boy asked slowly.

"It's been more than 100 years since the juniors got started." The monk surnamed Bai was stunned when he heard this, and was a little puzzled, but he still replied honestly.

"More than a hundred years! It's a bit hard for you. ”

A different color flashed on the boy's face, and he sighed lightly.

"Uncle Shi, what do you mean by that?"

The green-robed Confucian Student's face changed slightly, but he immediately said with a forced smile.

"What do you mean? Your Excellency, as a closed disciple of the Lord of the Righteous Path Haoran Pavilion, has been in this sect for such years, and our Ancient Sword Sect cannot accommodate you as a great god. Have you ever thought about going back and seeing the Lingshi? ”

The boy stared at Confucius and said in a cold voice. When the Confucian surnamed Bai heard the boy's words, his face turned pale and pale. The gray-clothed old man and the middle-aged monk of Baiqiao Courtyard on the side shot a stunned look in their eyes, and at the same time subconsciously took a few steps away from the monk surnamed Bai.

"Bai Daoyou, what Senior Lan said is true?" The middle-aged monk asked incredulously. The Confucian surnamed Bai had a red face and a white face, and he didn't distinguish anything.

"Since Uncle Shi has even checked it clearly, it seems that Bai Mou denied it, and it is useless, but he will not be caught in the next place!" After looking ugly for a while, Confucius finally spoke. But as soon as the last word "capture" came out, the white light on his body flashed, and the person shot backwards into the group of disciples behind him like a crossbow arrow, and as soon as he grabbed it, a white bare hand immediately went towards one of them. It's none other than Lin Luo.

Then, in the next moment, the whole person, along with the white bare hands, turned into blue ice wither.

Then, the ice shattered, and there were no bones left.

At this scene, Du Dong's face changed slightly, swallowed his saliva, and then fell on Lin Luo.

And the others thought it was the hand of the fire dragon boy, and sighed in their hearts the strength of the Yuanying monk.

Similarly, the Fire Dragon Boy glanced at Lin Luo with a vague gaze, he didn't expect the other party to be so powerful, but it was impossible for Gu Jianmen to agree to that condition.

"Well, the matter has been settled. What should the three of you do, what are you going to do, don't care about me, an old immortal, I still have to study the gains and losses of this game of chess. ”

The boy waved his hand at the other monks, shook his head, and then he really bowed his head and looked at the chessboard in front of him.

When the gray-clothed old man and the others heard this, they didn't dare to slack off and say yes. Then the yellow-clothed friar walked out of the hall through another side door.

"I really didn't expect Bai Daoyou to be ...... Senior Brother Yue, did you know about this beforehand? ”

The middle-aged monk of Baiqiao Academy, as soon as he walked out of the stone hall not far away, he couldn't help but sigh.

"I don't know, Senior Lan just said that he wanted to deal with a little thing here, how dare I ask more?"

The yellow-clothed monk's face was also a little unpleasant. Hearing this, the middle-aged monk stopped asking more and kept silent. The young disciples in the back have experienced what happened just now, and they don't dare to speak casually.

In a somewhat dreary atmosphere, the group passed through a long corridor, and after turning a corner, they were brought to a yellow stone door.

And in front of this door, a man with a cloak and a disheveled hair sat there without moving. Although he couldn't see this person's face clearly because of his messy hair covering his face, this person's hair was gray and he would never be too young.

When the yellow-clothed monk saw this person, his face showed a little respect.

"Brother Wei, I have already brought the disciples of the Sword Trial Conference, do you want to let them in now?"

"Now that we're here, let's go inside. The alcohol flowed out a little later than expected, and these disciples had to wait a little longer. ”

The man with the hair said in a surprisingly steady and deep voice.

When the gray-clothed old man heard the voice of the man with the hair, his face showed a look of excitement, and after a few steps, his voice trembled slightly: "Senior Brother Wei, you ...... You okay? "This person is actually a monk from the Falling Cloud Sect!

"Senior Brother Yu, I haven't seen you for so many years, and you are a little old."

The monk with his cape sighed lightly and said leisurely.

"Senior brother, why are you ......?"

"Okay, you and my brother can still meet here, it can be regarded as fate is not over, don't talk about the things of the year. When I entered this place, I swore a poisonous oath that I would not condense into a baby for a day, and I would not leave the mountain for a day. Besides, I also know from the two senior uncles that everything in the sect is managed by Senior Brother Feng in an orderly manner, and I have nothing to worry about. ”

Senior Brother Wei said calmly. When the old man in gray heard this, his expression was a little dark, and the words that he originally wanted to blurt out were swallowed back into his stomach.

"A few junior disciples wait a little bit, and I will open the ban and let a few lead the team into the holy land."

This Senior Brother Wei stood up and shot out a magic trick from his sleeve, hitting the yellow stone gate, and suddenly the stone gate was silently split into two. Before he could see the situation inside, Lin Luo felt a pure aura rushing from inside the door.

This grotto is hundreds of zhang long and wide, twenty or thirty zhang high, Meng looks, as if entering the underground world. What is even more surprising is that there are stalactite pillars of different sizes on the ground, thus forming a natural stone forest, which encloses most of the grotto densely, like a small labyrinth.

The old man with the hair had already led a few people to the edge of the stone forest, and a palm-sized white ancient mirror appeared with his palm. Then the old man didn't say a word, and as soon as he raised his hand, a white pillar of light erupted from the mirror, shooting straight at the stone forest in front of him.

A "poof" sounded, and the pillar of light disappeared into the forest like a mud cow entering the sea. The old man then put away the small mirror, and stood in place with his hands behind his back.

Some of the young disciples were wondering, and the ground began to tremble slightly, and then a scene that made all the low-level monks stunned appeared.

The large and small stone pillars emitted milky white luminescence at the same time, and then a large yellow mangs rose from the forest, and some of the stone pillars began to move dazzlingly in front of everyone.

When the young disciple woke up from his stunned stare and came out, Shi Lin had already separated a straight path and came out.

This straight thing with the thickness of an arm and a green color, saying that it is a bluestone pillar, I am afraid that most people will believe it, and it cannot be associated with a tree at all. However, the astonishing aura of the entire cave did come from this pimple "stone pillar". And outside the stone pillar, there is a layer of golden light, covering it tightly from the top to the root. Just looking at this careful appearance, this Spiritual Eye Tree should be true!

The old man walked in a few steps to the Spiritual Eye Tree, and after circling it twice, he raised his hand with one hand, and actually put his palm on the middle of the spiritual tree, and then slightly urged the spiritual power, and there was a flash of green light at the tips of the five fingers.

Seeing this, most of the others outside the mask didn't know what this person was doing, they couldn't help but hold their breath, for fear of disturbing the Draped Monk.

After a long time, the old man with the hair shook his head slightly, withdrew his five fingers, and the green light disappeared in a flash.

"The alcohol in the spirit tree's body has not yet reached the best time to pick it, and it will take another three or four hours or so. Before that, you can sit and rest around now, and I will first complete the last step of the Ming and Qing spiritual water, just wait for the alcohol to be dropped. ”

The old man with the hair turned his head and said calmly.

"Everything is according to what Brother Wei said!"

The middle-aged monk and the yellow-clothed monk nodded yes, and the old man surnamed Nayu would not have any other opinions.

"Lin Daoyou, this person will be handed over to you."

The voice of the fire dragon boy sounded in Lin Luo's ears.

"Lan Daoyou, although rest assured, since Lin has promised, he will not break his promise."

Lin Luo replied expressionlessly.

"Hmmm! Then please Daoyou. ”

Having seen it, Lin Luo's powerful fire dragon boy said in a deep voice.

"Hmm."

Lin Luo and the others came to the center of the stone forest and sat down cross-legged, either closing their eyes to recuperate, or exhaling and cultivating. The old man with the hair lowered his body, reached out and grabbed the jade bottle under the spirit tree, and then flicked his sleeves casually, and suddenly the golden light mask suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and no one could see anything inside.

A sound like the heavens and the earth cracking suddenly came, and then the whole cave trembled and shook wildly, and all the meditating monks suddenly opened their eyes in horror and looked at each other with shocked faces. The gray-clothed old man and the other three monks also showed a hint of surprise on their faces, and one of the yellow-clothed monks frowned, and hurriedly got up and walked in the direction of the stone gate.

But before he could get to him, the door of the cave opened on its own, and the long-faced old man walked in with a gloomy expression.

"Senior Brother Hu, what's wrong!"

The yellow-robed monk asked hurriedly.

"It's exposed! Outside, a group of monks with hidden heads and tails suddenly appeared attacking the magic circle outside the valley, not only those in the Yudan stage, but also the old monsters in the Yuan Infant stage. It seems that they are either members of the Righteous Path Alliance, or people from the Six Sects of the Demon Dao, and other forces will never have such a big deal. Senior Lan has already gone out to preside over the big array, but the other party is overwhelming, and a few of you will also go out with me to deal with it, only need to stay here Senior Brother Wei. As for the matter of washing the eyes of these disciples, it will be put aside for the time being. Fellow Daoist Yue, you take these disciples to the ashram, and during this period, as long as anyone dares to enter the Holy Tree Cave, Senior Brother Wei, you will be killed. ”

The long-faced old man said with a murderous breath on his face.

Hearing this, Lin Luo got up and came to Du Dong and chuckled.

"Du Daoyou is finished! When you're done, let's hit the road,"

Before the words fell, under Du Dong's disbelief and frightened expression, he watched his body turn into an ice corpse.

"Everyone, the show is over."

With that, Lin Luo laughed and left the cave.