Di Chenmei's eyes flashed, he was thrown directly on a piece of grass, his whole body was smashed, and before his head could react to what was going on, a group of sword cultivators in dark clothes suddenly rushed over beside him, all holding long swords at him.

"Who are you? Why trespass on my Changlin Sect! The head of Jian Xiu's black hair was tied up high, and his ink-colored clothes were neatly dressed, giving people a capable impression all over his body.

Di Chenmei observed it carefully, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, he had probably judged that he had come to another world, but he didn't know whether the sword cultivation in front of him was good or bad, but at present, looking at the dress and behavior, it should be a good sect, it is this Changlin Sect, I haven't seen this name in ancient books?

"I'm a side of the Fengqi Sect, I don't know what trap I fell into, and I was teleported here by a magic circle, I didn't mean to offend, please forgive me." Di Chenmei's words are not a lie, the ancestor of his family is indeed a disciple of Fengqi Sect, and he is a direct disciple of the inner gate.

Now he claims to be a person from the Fengqi Sect, and it is also a bit risky, after all, he has only seen some descriptions of the cultivation realm in ancient books, time flies, thousands of years have passed, who knows if the original number one sect still exists now.

The sword cultivator who was the leader couldn't help frowning after hearing Di Chenmei's words, and looked him up and down, with a little doubt in his eyes.

"What does this mean, it can't be that there really isn't this sect, right? I would have known that I was an ordinary person. Dichen couldn't help but muttered a little in his heart.

"How did I not know that Fengqi had a red-haired disciple? Wear nondescript, press down! Show the elders! I'm afraid it's not a demon! After looking at it repeatedly, Jian Xiu still felt that the man in front of him was not like a decent person, although his facial features were good and there were no evil thoughts in his eyes, but his clothes were really strange, so it was better to be cautious.

Dichen Mei didn't bother to explain anything, anyway, when he met the so-called elders for a while, he had to explain, troublesome, and he didn't know how the telemetry was now?

Speaking of two ends, telemetry headquarters.

After watching the video sent by Pei Jiaxin, Di Yan probably knew that this should be a teleportation circle, but when did the illusion have anything to do with those demon remnants, or did they originally create them?

After the disappearance of Dichen Mei, branches all over the world have been attacked by inexplicable forces, and the number of people that the headquarters can send is already very limited, if it continues like this, I am afraid that the other party will still have the strength to launch a general attack on the headquarters.

"Eh~" Di Yan kept pacing in the study, and opposite him was the distribution map of all the branches of telemetry, constantly weighing in his mind, and he couldn't continue to fall into a passive situation!

Changlin Zong.

"The Third Elder, this is the person who suddenly appeared in the forbidden land and claimed to be a disciple of the Fengqi sideline." The sword cultivator at the head was named Mu Qing, the senior brother among the four generations of disciples of the Changlin Sect, and at this moment, he clenched his hands into fists and reported to the three elders on the high seat.

The third elder's surname is Li Wujiang, known as the strange power of the real person, is a spirited little old man, half of the hair is gray, the eyes are blazing, the Changlin Sect was established by him and several other senior brothers, he was known for his courage and fierceness in the cultivation world when he was young, and now although he is older, his temper is still irritable, and his force is more sophisticated.

"Who are you?" Li Wujiang asked with low eyes.

"What the disciple said next is extremely confidential, and I hope to communicate with the elder alone, and there must be no one else on his side." Di Chenmei stood in the hall and clenched his fists respectfully.

"Elders, no! This man is unknown, and Bao Buqi is an assassin! Mu Qing hurriedly dissuaded, the three elders are not good at strategy, this is known to the world, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not be deceived by the red-haired man in front of them when they communicate alone.

"It doesn't matter, if I can be easily defeated by this little boy, then I don't want the name of this strange real person! Boy, go down, the old man must hear what he can say! ”

Mu Qing did not continue to speak, and the decision of the three elders would not change, so he silently led people to stay outside the hall and listened carefully to the movements inside.

Seeing that everyone was going out, Li Wujiang raised his chin and motioned for Di Chenmei to speak.

"I wonder how much the elder knows about that war thousands of years ago?"

"Oh? Could it be the Battle of Chaos? ”

Di Chen Mei didn't know what the people in the cultivation realm had named that battle, so he could only bypass the topic like a fish in troubled waters.

"Thousands of years ago, the two space-time passages were opened, and many sect disciples were sent to the other end of the passage to be stationed in order to prevent the evil world from killing innocents indiscriminately, but then the passage was destroyed, and the people who stayed in the other world could no longer return, and the disciple's ancestor was one of the remaining personnel of the Fengqi Sect, so he dared to call himself a side disciple."

Di Chenmei continued to observe along the way, through the disciple's clothing, the pure qi in the air, and the words and demeanor of the people he met on the road, he judged that this was an upright sect, so he decided to confess his origins, anyway, he alone could not reach Fengqi Sect, if these three elders were really good people, maybe they could help him.

"You mean, you're from another world? What is the evidence? "Although the three elders are stupid, they will not trust a person they have never met.

"The disciple has no evidence, but the elder cultivation is profound, you might as well explore the disciple's body, there is no dark element! There was only a faint trace of pure gas. ”

"Hahahaha, I'm a little bit convinced now." Li Wujiang suddenly burst out laughing.

"I wonder why the elder said this?" Dichen Mei was really a little puzzled, what did this little old man laugh at suddenly?

"Boy, your understanding of our world should only come from the classics of thousands of years ago, right?"

"Eight hundred years ago, the new Sect Master of the Fengqi Sect went deep into the evil realm, smashed the Yellow Dragon, and found a secret realm between the two demon clans, and after entering, he found that the so-called dark element was just a collection of thousands of resentments in the human world, so we had long called the 'dark element' 'resentment'."

"And the pure qi you mentioned, I don't know if it's a mistake in your classics, or for some reason, we have always called it 'pure power' before, and eight hundred years ago, in order to unify the name, it corresponds to grievances, and changed 'pure power' to 'aura'."

Dichen Mei never expected that it was for this reason that Li Wujiang chose to believe in himself, which was really a blessing in disguise.

Li Wujiang slowly stood up and stretched his waist widely: "Boy, you haven't said how you got to our Changlin Forbidden Land?" ”

"Actually, I don't know, during a mission, I suddenly stepped on some trap, and then opened my eyes again and it was here."

He is also a little helpless now, why has he always had an accident recently, the last time he was auctioned, this time he went directly through the space, it was really unlucky for people to drink cold water and stuff their teeth.

"So what's next for you?" After Li Wujiang stood up, he secretly probed, this young man did only have a little aura in his body, and the credibility of his words should be quite high.

"The disciple is brave and wants to ask the elder to take me to the Fengqi Sect."

Li Wujiang paced down and circled beside Di Chenmei, but in the end he still didn't directly agree.

"Boy, you go down first, let Mu Qing arrange a room for you, and then inform you after I discuss it with the sect master."

"Yes."

When Dichen Mei opened the door and was about to come out, he was startled by the people who stayed in front of the door, especially Mu Qing, whose ears were tightly attached to the crack of the door, and almost fell into Dichen Mei's arms.

"Brother Muqing, the elder asked you to arrange a room for me and wait for the notice."

Mu Qing touched his nose in embarrassment and asked Di Chenmei to follow him.