The Yin Mountain Cave under the dark night looked calm and silent, like the cracked mouth of the earth.

Lin Beichen led everyone to stop on the edge of the cliff.

At this moment, Lin Beichen was a little ghost in front of him, and Lin Beichen was torturing him.

"Is the ghost mother of Yinshan still in the Yinshan cave?"

Where has the little ghost seen more than 500 foundation building monks gathered together? This situation made him tremble with fright, and he replied honestly: "The ghost mother of Yin Mountain is long gone, and the ghost mother has disappeared since the collapse of Yin Mountain last time."

This made Lin Beichen a little surprised, and then asked, "Who is in charge of the Yin Mountain Cave at the moment?"

"It's the Red-Faced King, and soon after the Ghost Mother left, the Red-Faced King entered the Yin Mountain Cave."

Lin Beichen was a little regretful when he heard this, he still wanted to settle accounts with the ghost mother of Yinshan!

"How many ghosts and demons are there in the Yin Mountain Cave now? How is the cultivation of the red-faced king?"

The little ghost hurriedly shook his head: "This villain doesn't know."

Seeing that Lin Beichen's face was not good, the little ghost hurriedly said: "The cultivation of the red-faced king must be higher than that of the Yinshan Ghost Mother, because those subordinates of the Yinshan Ghost Mother were not convinced at first, but the red-faced king just snorted coldly, and the leaders of those few turned into pus and blood, and since then, no one dares to disobey the red-faced king."

Lin Beichen looked at the surrounding monks and asked, "Have you ever heard of this kind of supernatural power? Or have you ever heard of the Red-Faced King?"

These monks shook their heads one after another, the sphere of influence of the Cloud Sky Sword Sect was not around here, and it was normal for them to have no understanding of the Red Face King.

One of the monks said, "It doesn't matter what kind of red face he is, there are so many of us, just push him over."

Many monks agreed, and they all felt that Lin Beichen was too careful.

What strong people can be in this ravine? Reaching the sky, that is, building the foundation realm, there were five or six hundred people on their side, and one of them drowned the other party with a mouthful of foam.

Lin Beichen naturally saw their thoughts, shook his head and said, "I know what you are thinking, we are many and powerful, and our cultivation is high, as long as we don't touch those famous factions and don't provoke the imperial court, there should basically be no existence that can threaten us, especially in this poor and remote country."

"However, we have rushed all the way, everyone has consumed a lot, and more importantly, the aura pill on our body is only enough to last for two days, there is no chance to lose again, any battle will consume a lot of aura energy, this time we must succeed no matter what."

"Also, no matter how powerful a person is, there are times when he steps on a nail, and who of you wants to be a victim of accidentally stepping on a nail? I don't want any of you to die in vain if you don't have to."

"The more you have a chance of winning, the more you should be cautious."

Lin Beichen didn't tell these people that there was a yellow spring under this small Yin Mountain Cave.

That thing is the treasure of the Shengwu King, the last time he sucked away a part of the Yellow Spring, causing the Yinshan Cave to collapse, and the Yinshan Ghost Mother fled, presumably because he was afraid of the punishment of the Shengwu King, and it was also possible that she had been taken away by the Shengwu King's punishment, so he changed to a red-faced king.

If there is no substitution, Lin Beichen will be able to do everything easily, and he can directly push the Yinshan Cave.

But now that the owner of the Yinshan Cave has changed, presumably the Holy Martial King has learned the lesson of the last time and will send a stronger person here to guard the Yellow Spring.

There will even be some other means, such as all kinds of strange formations, or vicious traps, in short, even if they have an absolute advantage, they cannot be taken lightly.

Lin Beichen's words made everyone speechless, although they didn't say anything more, they all felt that Lin Beichen was still making a fuss, such a small ravine could be used so carefully?

What else do you say about being pricked in the foot and becoming a victim?

Are you kidding? Can this little broken ground cause their dignified Cloud Sword Sect Foundation Cultivator to suffer casualties?

In their hearts, the Yunxiao Sword Sect was still the third existence in the world, and their lofty arrogance filled their hearts, and they really didn't look down on this small ravine in front of them at all.

Lin Beichen naturally knew that just a few words would not be able to convince them and let go of the prejudice in their hearts.

"Me

Again, no one is allowed to expose the identity of the Yunxiao Sword Sect, now we are no longer the third sect in the world, the sect master and a group of elders, more than 4,000 monks have stayed in the Sword Sect, we are just a group of fat sheep, once exposed, it won't be long before our enemies will find us, and those hunters will pounce on us like jackals."

"I've also heard a little bit of everyone's thoughts in the past few days, it's time for you to wake up from your dream, we are no longer the third in the world where there are more than a dozen primordial old monsters in charge and dozens of Danshi left in front."

"We're just a bunch of homeless children now. Do you think 500 foundation building monks are amazing?"

"I won't tell you, any Danshi can turn you into a chicken, and what sect doesn't have one or two Danshi? In other words, we are now a rabble, and no one can afford to offend."

Lin Beichen's words made the faces of the monks change.

For them, they are still disciples of the Yunxiao Sword Sect, one of the most powerful sects in the world, walking, sitting and lying, no matter where they are, they are well-known existences, anyone has to give them face, and everyone has to please them.

Lin Beichen turned over his words, completely shattering these pride and self-satisfaction.

The monks did not refute, but the disapproval in their eyes was still very strong, and they even had a sense of confrontation, maybe it was just because Lin Beichen was indeed the one with the strongest cultivation among them, and the one with the greatest merit, or maybe because Lin Beichen was the heir of the Yunxiao Sword Sect appointed by the Tibetan Sword Sect Master after all, in short, the fact that these monks did not refute does not mean that they agreed with Lin Beichen's words.

Lin Beichen knew very well what they were thinking, or that sentence alone could not change the psychological advantage that these monks had lasted for decades or even hundreds of years.

When in the past, a huge setback made them understand that they were now a phoenix that had fallen into the grass, and they were not as good as chickens.

Lin Beichen sighed slightly in his heart and said, "You wait for me here, be careful, I'll go down to see what the situation is, and then decide what to do next when I come back."

Lao Huang hurriedly said, "Master, let me go, I'm very familiar with Yinshan Cave......

Lin Beichen interrupted Lao Huang's words: "Today's Yinshan Cave is no longer the Yinshan Cave of the past, I don't worry about any of you going, so I can only go by myself."

After Lin Beichen finished speaking, his body sank into the pitch-black abyss.

At this point, the monk, who had been silent, began to whisper.

"Lin Beichen is too arrogant, what's the big deal? One or two dans turned us into chickens and dogs, just kidding."

"I think he's just trying to scare us and surround us around him."

"Who's to say it's not, if you want me to say that we should also go to a few elders, it's much better than nesting here."

"If you want me to say that we will go directly to the bottom of the valley now, arrest that red-faced king, and see what Lin Beichen says when the time comes, sweep his face well, and let him not pretend to be a big-tailed wolf in front of us in the future."

"Don't talk nonsense, the sect master must have his intentions in entrusting the position of sect master to Lin Beichen, he must think that Lin Beichen can support this burden."

The one who spoke was the sixth who had followed Lin Beichen to the Yunshan Canyon to rescue the sixty-seven disciples of the Yunxiao Sword Sect.

Since Lin Beichen gave them a number, they have all been commensurate with numbers in private.

Several other people who had followed Lin Beichen also spoke.

The monks then stopped talking.

After all, these people were all the highest cultivators in the foundation building period of the Cloud Sword Sect.

In fact, many of these people are willing to stay, and they are also looking at their actions to make decisions about their own actions.

At this time, a monk came to Xiaohong's side, looked at the milky Mu Chenxue and said with a smile, "Who is the little girl Lin Beichen?"

Mu Chenxue's head tilted, and there was a hint of vigilance in her innocent eyes: "Why should I tell you?"

The monk laughed when he heard this, "I'm just curious, Lin Beichen has always been in the sect and has never heard of any relatives in him

It's a friend, and there is no little doll like you, where did you come from? It can't be his illegitimate daughter, right?"

Everyone immediately gathered around and showed lewd smiles.

Raven Qing is even more concerned.

Mu Chenxue pinched her waist and said, "Don't talk nonsense, sooner or later I will marry Lin Beichen as his Taoist partner."

"Ouch? Do you still know the Taoist?"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and one of them quipped, "Then do you know what the Taoist couple is going to do together?"

Raven Qing frowned and said, "What are you talking nonsense to a little girl?"

As he spoke, he picked up Mu Chenxue.

Mu Chenxue hugged the maid's neck and said very intimately: "Sister Yaqing is the best, I will let you be Lin Beichen's little wife, even if he doesn't want to."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Ya Qing's face turned red instantly, and she wanted to throw Mu Chenxue on the ground, but she couldn't let go of her hand.

Lin Beichen returned to the bottom of the Yinshan Cave with ease.

It's still the same place, full of jagged rocks, potholes in the ground, and a trickling river flowing slowly.

The river is cold and biting, and the temperature has dropped by four or five degrees when it arrives here, the last time Lin Beichen came here was still autumn, and now it is about to celebrate the New Year, which is the coldest time in winter.

There was already a lot of ice on both sides of the river, and there was a lot of snow, making the road more slippery and slippery.

Fortunately, these will not affect Lin Beichen.

Lin Beichen did not walk at the bottom of the valley, but walked against the wall, and the whole person completely melted into the darkness.

At the same time, he also unfolded the entire map of the Celestial Temple, always paying attention to the changes around him.

This is the most remote place in Yinshan Cave, so there are only two or three big ghosts and small ghosts, and they are not often seen, but the more you go to Yinshan Cave, the more prosperous it becomes.

Slowly houses and buildings began to appear on both sides, and from here on, it was really to the Yinshan Cave, and all kinds of demons and monsters gradually increased.