Chapter 209: Zhuang Lun

This man's name is Zhuang Lun.

Under the leadership of Lou Xiyong, the Night Staff Department has spread its personnel to less than half of the continent. All kinds of information and intelligence have also been continuously transmitted to Yi Hao.

According to the news of the Night Ginseng Department, this Zhuang Lun is not trivial, and it can be called a legend in the cultivation world.

He was born in the ordinary world, and in just a few decades, he was famous in the cultivation realm of the Eastern Yuan Continent.

Since he was a child, Zhuang Lun has loved to make all kinds of strange things.

At the age of five, he made a handmade flying wooden bird that could hover and fly for up to ten miles.

At the age of ten, he became obsessed with refining again, showing an astounding talent. The various mundane weapons he refined were actually more delicate and sharper than others'.

At the age of twenty, he discovered some strange materials and used them to create peerless weapons in the world. And these weapons are the treasure embryos of the cultivation realm.

Then he began to travel the world.

He accidentally entered the ancient ruins cave and obtained the mysterious inheritance.

Ten years later, when he reappeared, he was already a cultivator of the Kaiyuan Realm.

He was obsessed with refining weapons, but he was reluctant to join any sect.

He lives alone in an ordinary valley and opens the mountain gate to refine weapons. The treasures he refined were of extremely high quality, and the fees were appropriate, making them popular with all sect forces and loose cultivators.

Although his cultivation is only in the Kaiyuan Realm, his appeal is extremely strong. If he raises his arms and shouts, there are definitely not a few people who want to help him.

But now he's in a cage.

"Could it be that these people are the mysterious forces that have emerged in the Eastern Yuan Continent in recent years?" Looking at the group of brown-clothed people in front of him, Yi Hao's mind was spinning.

"If that's the case, then it can explain why no one dares to stop these people, and no one comes to rescue him!"

"Be on guard! Alert! Suddenly, there was a commotion in the field, and someone shouted.

At the foot of the mountain, countless white mist suddenly appeared out of thin air, instantly enveloping all these people.

Outside the white mist, a woman in a green shirt appeared.

"Friend, please show up!" The woman didn't make a move, but turned her head to look at a void somewhere in front of her side and said lightly.

When Yi Hao heard this, his face couldn't help but change.

Then he floated to the ground, looking at the woman in a green shirt in front of him with some surprise.

"Is that you?" When the woman saw Yi Hao in a blue robe seen in the dragonfly tavern, she couldn't help but sigh lightly.

"Little brother, you must know everything!" The woman looked at Yi Hao steadily.

"I will save those they are trapped in! You...... Would you like to help? The woman's gaze was firm, as if it contained unshakable determination.

"Why should I help you?" Yi Hao was noncommittal, looked at the woman and said lightly.

"I ......"

"I thank you with three mid-level formations!" The woman's face changed slightly. After a little hesitation, she replied reluctantly.

"Oh?"

The value of these three arrays is indeed extraordinary, but Yi Hao is not in urgent need!

"That array plate is one of them!" Seeing that Yi Hao was not moved, the woman pointed to the formation shrouded in white mist in front of her. She expected that she would promise to be able to trap the real people of the Yuan Realm, and Yi Hao would definitely agree.

"But I don't need that!" Yi Hao's expression was flat and he shook his head gently.

"That? You ......" The woman's face turned pale and her expression became anxious. Saving people from these people is an earth-shattering event in the cultivation realm. At present, with her alone, it is almost impossible to maintain the formation and enter the formation to save people.

"I'm willing to help you, and I don't need any reward!" Yi Hao looked at the woman and suddenly spoke.

He looked at the woman's anxious appearance and felt a pain in his heart inexplicably. In his vague childhood memories, there were also people like women who cared for and cared for him.

"Really?" The woman's face suddenly turned happy. The sadness in her eyes also disappeared half in an instant.

"But how do you think I can help you? I'm just cultivating in the Kaiyuan Realm! Yi Hao didn't answer, but asked rhetorically.

He wondered in his heart why this woman was so sure that he was capable of saving Zhuang Lun.

"Giggles, your Kaiyuan Realm cultivation can see through my stealth technique and track me at such a distance, which shows that ...... Either you are a master of hidden cultivation, or you have an extremely strong divine sense! ”

The woman's eyes gleamed with wisdom, and she continued after a slight pause. "And both, that's what I need!"

"Oh, my name is Liu Qingzhu, and he ...... His name is Zhuang Lun! When the woman said Zhuang Lun, her face was shy.

"And they are the people of the Valley of the Fallen Demons. Little brother, do you want to think about it again? The woman looked at Yi Hao with a solemn face.

She saw that Yi Hao didn't take any money to help him, and the power of the Fallen Demon Valley was monstrous, and she couldn't bear to let Yi Hao risk himself.

"I ...... Hehe, don't think about it! Yi Hao said decisively. He found that the white mist was churning violently, and it seemed that the people inside were violently attacking.

"Little brother, I'll let go of the door immediately, and after you enter through the birth gate, you snatch out Senior Brother Zhuang Lun and leave immediately...... I'll look for you again! Liu Qingzhu's face changed, and he drank urgently.

She didn't bother to ask Yi Hao's name, a divine sense comparable to Teng Yuan Realm gushed out from the center of her eyebrows, and the Yuan Force in her hand was continuously transmitted to the formation. The white mist in the formation churned, revealing a small hole that was one person high.

"What a strong sense!" Yi Hao was secretly surprised.

He didn't hesitate, and jumped towards the entrance of the cave with the soul chasing needle in his hand.

Inside the array, white fog filled the air.

Yi Hao's divine consciousness worked, and everything within a radius of ten miles was clearly visible. The two Teng Yuan Realms looked vigilant and tightly surrounded the young man wearing the golden crown on his head.

The young man's expression was indifferent, and he did not seem to be afraid.

"Bang bang" Countless attacks came, and the white mist in the formation was even more churning, but there were no flaws in the formation.

"Young master, two more disciples have fallen into the fog...... No more response! A brown-clad man looked at the young man fearfully and whispered.

"Oh? Send six disciples to split into two ways to find them, and the others will attack the formation with all their might! The young man seemed a little surprised that the formation was so strong.

"Two real people, you are waiting for the opportunity to make a move!"

"Yes, young master!" The two Tengyuan Realm masters of the Fallen Demon Valley responded in unison with their fists clasped their fists.

In the formation, Yi Hao looked at the ghostly soul chasing needle in his hand and frowned slightly. The Soul Chaser Needle couldn't help vibrating, as if it couldn't wait to fly out and devour human blood.

Yi Hao secretly used Yuan Li and forcibly captured the soul chasing needle. He moved his lips slightly towards the outside of the formation.

The white mist in the formation suddenly thinned out under the attack of the disciples of the Fallen Demon Valley. A figure in the formation suddenly flashed.

"Quick, people are there!" A disciple of the Fallen Demon Valley screamed.

Seven or eight disciples immediately rushed to that place. But suddenly, the white mist in the formation shrank and surrounded these people.

Half an hour later, none of them returned. The remaining five or six disciples were surrounded by the iron cage, their eyes frightened.

"Something to say!" The young man muttered with disdain.