"You...... Are you really willing to teach me?" Bai Aya's eyelashes trembled slightly, if all the clansmen learned this method, they would no longer have to fear the evil in the mountains.

Just a second thought.

Bai Aya's face was a little more vigilant.

"Humph!"

"If you want to deceive this girl, there is no door."

"And ...... The yin qi of the tomb mountain is all coming out of the heavenly tomb, and the evil that has been formed over the years can be man-made?" Bai Aya rolled her eyes.

Ye Wentian smiled, too lazy to explain.

The people around him are just internal strength, and there is no intention to say more.

The one who can make such a big move is at least a martial artist in the fitting realm, and most of them are the old things of the Daomen.

"Whew!"

「……」

At night.

The figures of the two walked forward in the mountains and forests, and the yin qi of the mountains could not get close to the three feet in front of them.

"I feel the smell of that old thing." A gleam flashed in Ye Wentian's eyes, and his speed suddenly increased several times.

Bai Aya only felt the constant whistling sound in her ears, and the wind blew so much that she couldn't open her eyes.

Wait for the wind to stop.

She was put down.

When my eyes opened, I was greeted by a sense of familiarity.

In the mountain basin, villages, wooden houses, not far ahead, the people are approaching.

"This ...... Why did you come to my people?" Bai Aya's brain buzzed, and the whole person froze in place.

Tomb guards, the first article of the family rules: outsiders are forbidden to enter the clan, and violators will be killed.

"Dada!

"Rustle."

Footsteps approached.

In the village, young and strong clansmen came out one after another, mostly holding weapons, bone knives, bows and arrows in their hands.

It can be seen that most of the villagers usually make a living from hunting.

After a short time, Ye Wentian and the others were already surrounded.

"Huh?"

"That wisp of spiritual power is really innate." Ye Wentian glanced up.

These villagers, more or less, have a trace of extremely pure spiritual silk in their bodies, and their physical qualities are different from ordinary people.

The martial arts world is divided, and the strength is basically around the internal strength.

Ye Wentian ignored the crowd around him, his gaze fell on the front, and in the center of the village, a huge stone sculpture could be seen.

The carved appearance is none other than Doctor Daomenmo.

"That goods, also from your village?" Ye Wentian pointed to the stone statue in the distance, and asked.

The breath he felt just now came from that statue.

Bai Aya's body trembled violently.

Come to your senses!

"Don't point fingers!"

"That's the benevolence of my clan, if it weren't for the blessing of the benevolence, my clan would have been swallowed up by the evil in the mountains long ago." Bai Aya glared at the person next to her, and hurriedly reminded her.

The statue of Engong can't help it, which is a taboo in the clan.

Really!

Seeing Ip Mantian's actions.

The eyes of the surrounding clansmen are obviously sharp, and there are even many hunters, and the longbows in their hands have been equipped with arrows.

The atmosphere was tense all of a sudden.

Ye Wentian smiled.

"That old thing lied to you."

"The yin qi gathered in the mountains is made by that goods." Ye Wentian said bluntly.

As soon as these words came out.

Bai Aya's eyes twitched, and she was stunned on the spot again.

Naturally, she didn't believe what the people around her said, but she felt in her heart that this outsider didn't look like a bad person.

"Bold!"

"Outsider, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"If it weren't for the blessing of Engong, our clan would have been wiped out long ago, and if you dare to be disrespectful to Engong, my tomb guard clan will never let you go easily."

The surrounding clansmen couldn't help but scold.

The leader is a strong man, holding a bone knife, and at the same time stepping forward.

"Release Bai Aya immediately, if the patriarch is gracious, you may be able to pick up a life.

The strong man at the head whispered.

Ye Wentian was stunned for a moment.

Subconsciously glanced at the person next to him.

"I've let go of you." Ye Wentian said in a low voice.

Bai Aya's eyes trembled, and she turned her head to stare at Ye Wentian.

"You ......"

"If you don't hold me hostage, they'll kill you." Bai Aya's face changed uncertainly, and her voice was low.

What did you do earlier?

At this time, I know that I let her go, are you really tired?

"I'm a thief." Ye Wentian waved his hand and smiled.

No matter how stupid the Daomen thing is, he won't want to take advantage of these villagers to ambush him.

These people in front of you.

It's just a group of isolated villagers.

"Where's the baby, dog?" Ye Wentian didn't think much about it, and under the immersion of his mind, he integrated into the contract seal in his body.

"Underneath the statue, at the entrance to the tomb."

"Eh, it seems that there is an ancient seal, and I am afraid it will be difficult for you to open it." The dog's voice quickly echoed in his head.

Ye Wentian looked up, and there was a gleam in his eyes.

That's when it happened.

The villagers surrounding in front suddenly made a way out of the way, and a rickety old man walked out of the village.

With a lean body, gray temples, and a wrinkled face, he felt very old, and walked out slowly with a beast bone crutch in both hands.

"Bai Aya, can't you come yet?" The old man's voice was hoarse, and his tone was unquestionable.

Bai Aya's face changed, and she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

But he didn't dare to say more.

"Yes, Patriarch." Bai Aya responded and walked towards the clansmen in front of her.

She even deliberately slowed down.

But until she walked back to her people, there was still no movement behind her.

"This fool!" Bai Aya couldn't help but pout.

"Patriarch Grandpa, he didn't hurt me, he should just get lost and strayed into the forbidden place of the Tomb Mountain, can we spare his life?" Bai Aya walked up to the old patriarch and said softly.

The old patriarch frowned.

"Outsiders are not good things."

"Especially warriors."

"Girl, you are still too young to be easily deceived by this thief." The old village chief raised his hand as he spoke.

The two Zhuang Han people beside him hurriedly pulled Bai Aya to the rear.

At the same time.

The old patriarch stepped forward and raised the bone staff in his hand.

"Trespassing on the graveyard is a capital offense."

"Kill!" The old patriarch didn't say half a word of nonsense, and his deep voice echoed all around.

The surrounding clansmen flashed with a fierce light in their eyes.

Without hesitation.

"Hum!"

「……」

Draw arrows with a bow.

In the next second, there was a rain of swords, with a whistling sound, and the target was aimed at Ye Wentian.

"Alien warriors, don't be taken lightly."

"Xiong Shu, you lead the Jingzhuang clan to surround and kill, and you are not allowed to show mercy to your subordinates." The old patriarch's killing intent had been decided, and his tone was categorical.

The Zhuang Han people led by him had a bone knife in his hand.

"Kill!"

「……」

A cold snort.

With a group of clansmen, he flashed forward, extremely fast, echoing the rain of swords in the sky, and rushed straight towards Ye Wentian.

The momentum is amazing!

Offensive, approaching.

Ye Wentian's eyes suddenly froze, and his figure did not retreat but advanced.

Take a step forward.

"Break!"

「……」

The spiritual power in the body exploded, forming a storm of wind.

The rain of arrows in mid-air was instantly dispersed, and the arrows broke and fell to the ground.

That's when it happened.

"Whew!"

"I'm sorry, outsider,

Our mission is ours." The wisp of spiritual power in Xiong Shu's body exploded, and it actually penetrated Gangfeng.

At a very fast speed, he rushed in front of Ye Wentian.

The bone knife in his hand brought out a ray of spiritual light, aiming at the throat of the person in front of him.