Yu Qingyang saw that he couldn't persuade everyone, so he hurriedly said, "Even if we want to attack, we should have a plan and a charter, first send a few people to explore the road, and then divide the troops into three ways......

Wu Chengyu said impatiently, "Are you finished? This is a small blister, let's step over and it's over, if it doesn't like the eye, we will step on him with one foot, it is necessary to make a charter and make a plan? What if the elders here would be as cautious as you are?"

"Lao Yu, you are already old, there is no way to continue to increase in cultivation, and people have no enterprising spirit, everything is thinking about how to be stable and how to come, I can understand this, you better not hinder us, we are different from you, our cultivation path is far from ending, if you are willing to follow us, we will keep rushing forward, if you are not willing to follow us, hurry back and be with those three big rats!"

"Hehe, don't say that you and that big yellow-skinned mouse are really a good match, if you want me to say that you two directly worship the brothers, anyway, they are both half-buried people in the loess."

Yu Qingyang was so angry that his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't say a word.

When the practice comes to an end, this is an eternal pain for the monks, which is almost equivalent to a death sentence for their lives, and they can only survive for the rest of their lives.

On weekdays, no one mentions this kind of thing, so he will also choose to forget his state and live and cultivate like an ordinary monk, as soon as this kind of thing is taken out, it is equivalent to poking a knife into his heart, which is the most painful place for him. He has become a wasted man, a useless outcast.

But I can't refute it.

Many monks around felt that Wu Chengyu's words were a little too ugly, and they all spoke to dissuade them.

The two brothers, Wu Chengyu and Wu Chengfeng, are going to replace Lin Beichen, who was ordered by the sect director, to replace the world today, so if anyone stops them, they have to do everything they can to suppress it, and the ugly words are just beginning, if Yu Qingyang doesn't open his eyes again, it is possible for them to do something.

However, the people around him persuaded each other, Yu Qingyang was so angry that he trembled all over his body and didn't speak again, and their goal was achieved.

The two of them laughed, and then pointed to the depths of the Yin Mountain Cave: "Go, step on this small ravine." Let the man who looks down on us know how good we are."

The monks were very excited, in fact, these disciples of the Cloud Sword Sect did not have many tasks on weekdays, and even fewer were able to come out in groups, and now without the restraints of the elders and sect masters, they all had a sense of freedom that they could fly at will.

Especially now that they were about to step on the grasshopper to death, he leveled the small Yinshan Cave, which made them feel a kind of bloodthirsty excitement.

Immediately after that, all the monks gathered together and poured into the Yin Mountain Cave like locusts.

The path they walked was exactly the same as Lin Beichen's, at first there was a small river under their feet, and there were black rock walls on both sides, and then very primitive buildings gradually appeared, and the demons and monsters who lived here saw the hundreds of majestic monks of the Cloud Sky Sword Sect, and immediately fled from the wind.

Wu Chengyu and Wu Chengfeng rushed to the front, and all the demons and monsters that stood in front of him were killed, and those who fled ignored it.

This journey forward can be regarded as overcoming obstacles and being extremely enjoyable.

These monks did enjoy the pleasure of abusing vegetables, and they despised this Yin Mountain Cave more and more.

As they moved forward, the buildings on both sides slowly improved, and even there were fired bricks and tiles, but they still rushed into this place like wolves into a flock of sheep, and there was no one to join them.

Until they rushed to the edge of the cliff, and then crossed a ravine of tens of meters, there was a magnificent palace, which should be the place where the owner of the Yinshan Cave, King Chimian, lived.

There was no obstacle along the way, and all the monks felt that it was a very ridiculous thing to wait for Lin Beichen to return from exploring the path on the Yinshan Cave, and to wait for Yu Qingyang to propose a charter and plan when he entered the Yinshan Cave.

Wu Chengyu laughed: "I just said, we can easily step on everything here, obviously we don't have much aura pills, but Lin Beichen wants to delay time, I really doubt what his motive is."

Wu Chengfeng also responded on the side: "Maybe

Lin Beichen just hopes that we don't have enough Aura Pill at hand, so we can only support him, he wants to use the Aura Pill to firmly control us."

Ya Qing was very dissatisfied and said, "Wu Chengfeng, Wu Chengyu, can you two stop? With the heart of a villain, Lin Beichen is not that kind of person at all."

The corners of Wu Chengyu's mouth hooked, and he sneered: "Crow Qing, I know you have a crush on that kid, maybe the two of you have already been together, if you don't want to follow us, you can get out of here."

Crow Qing's face turned blue and white for a while, and he said coldly: "Wu Chengyu, you can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth, don't think I don't know, you just want to replace Lin Beichen as the sect master of the Yunxiao Sword Sect."

Wu Chengyu said very calmly: "Yes, you are right, I just want to replace him, what Lin Beichen can do, our two brothers can also do it, and what Lin Beichen can't do, our two brothers can do better, why should the position of sect master be handed over to him?"

Wu Chengfeng also said: "The position of the sect master is inhabited by the capable, our two brothers will not see the last hope of the Yunxiao Sword Sect being nippled in the bud, if we have this ability, we should lead the monks to live a good life."

"What do we do next?" A monk was lying on the edge of the cliff and looked out, and vaguely saw a spark flickering, but the spark only lasted for a moment before disappearing. I was a little hesitant for a while, so I asked.

Wu Chengfeng said as a matter of course: "Of course, the thief captures the king first, let's go into the palace and capture the red-faced king, maybe Lin Beichen is there, let's kill two birds with one stone."

Then Wu Chengfeng and Wu Chengyu appeared side by side on the edge of the cliff, and without hesitation, they jumped up affectionately and went straight to the most luxurious building.

Naturally, more than five hundred monks followed him, ready to rush into the palace.

At this moment, a huge net rose from under the abyss, and at the same time, an equally huge net fell from the sky, and the two nets were like shells, waiting for the rabbit, directly enveloping more than five hundred monks.

In an instant, more than 500 foundation building monks were covered with white nets, which were extremely sticky and could not be shaken off as long as they were glued to their bodies.

Moreover, there are runes circulating on these nets, and the monks want to use their magical powers to cut the big net, and the aura has just been transported, and it is absorbed by the big net.

In other words, these 500 monks lost the ability to resist at once.

At this moment, a red-robed headless monster flew out of the palace, and behind him were hundreds of well-trained demons and monsters.

And behind the monks, hundreds of demons and monsters also rushed out, and they all surrounded the more than 500 monks who were wrapped in a big net!

Obviously, they have fallen into the trap from the very beginning, being attacked from front to back, but they didn't realize how bad their situation was at all, relying on their strength to rush all the way, and finally sent themselves to the deepest part of the trap.

Wu Chengyu and Wu Chengfeng were dead-faced, they had just struggled desperately, and no matter how much strength they used, they would be absorbed by the silk mesh stuck to them.

Even if such a big net fell into it, there was no way for them to struggle to break free, let alone these foundation-building monks.

The other monks were also pale.

For them, death is not a terrible thing, the most terrible thing is to die like now, with nothing to accomplish, and they will be ridiculed as a joke when they die.

At this moment, they thought of Lin Beichen's words, no one is allowed to go down to the Yin Mountain Cave if Lin Beichen does not come back.

At that time, it sounded like this sentence was full of contempt for them, but now that I think about it, this is really a good word, and at the same time, I also think of Lin Beichen's appearance when he explained repeatedly, it was really bitter.

At the same time, they thought of Yu Qingyang and asked them to come up with a charter to make a plan, find someone to explore the road first, and then divide the troops to move forward in several ways, which is the proper way to use troops.

And what about them? Like a bunch of fools, they swarmed up and were complacent, and as a result, the enemy would not confine them here with a single soldier.

They definitely disgraced the Cloud Sky Sword Sect.

"There are so many people here at one time, and the cultivation is not low, it's really a big hand

Pen. Looks like we've really caught a big fish this time." This headless master was naturally not the headless master who trapped Lin Beichen, he spoke very fluently.

The Headless Master flew up to the monks, and the headless man scanned each monk in a strange way.

"Who are you? Why did you come to my Yin Mountain Cave?"

The disciples of the Yunxiao Sword Sect closed their mouths one by one and did not say a word, it was not that they remembered Lin Beichen's words and told them not to expose the sect, but they really didn't have the face to blow up their reputation as the Yunxiao Sword Sect.

The headless master smiled, "Don't you like to talk? It doesn't matter, what our Tracing Division does best is to make the living speak and the dead dance."

Speaking of the headless master, he said a little among the monks, "That old thing, I'll ask you."

It was Yu Qingyang who was hit.

"Who are you?" The Headless Master asked.

Yu Qingyang closed his eyes and was silent, not planning to answer the question at all.

A demon next to the headless master came to Yu Qingyang with a sinister smile.

This guy may be a hedgehog or a porcupine, but he always has a sharp thorn on his back, and his palm is pressed towards Yu Qingyang in the air.

Hearing a thud, a sharp thorn popped out in his palm, and it was nailed directly to Yu Qingyang's shoulder, the corners of Yu Qingyang's mouth trembled slightly, his teeth were clenched, and the sharp pain hit but did not make him snort!

The hedgehog spirit pressed the palm of his hand again, and another sharp thorn popped out and inserted it into Yu Qingyang's other shoulder.

Yu Qingyang remained silent and endured silently.

The hedgehog spirit smiled at the corner of his mouth, and kept popping out sharp thorns one by one, these sharp thorns did not hurt Yu Qingyang's life, but they picked the most painful places to prick.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Yu Qingyang's body was already densely packed with sharp thorns, each of which was a meter long and penetrated through his body.

Yu Qingyang finally couldn't help the sharp pain all over his body, and let out a painful moan.

The surrounding monks felt the same way, their eyes were torn, but they were helpless.