Jin Ling followed the servant in the inner courtyard, who obviously looked better dressed, and she looked at the courtyard.

Passing through the outer ring corridor, there are bamboo and orchids under the corridor, there are rockeries, there is flowing water, there is a small flower cat running in the small bamboo forest, there is a girl is chasing the kitten, and there is a maid following behind.

"Miss, Xiaohua is here." A maid whispered.

The girl picked up the kitten, touched the kitten's head and back, stood up, and saw a woman being taken to her father's dojo, pouting, she immediately thought that this might be another new love that her father had taken a fancy to, and it seemed to be very good to look at the back, but she felt in her heart that these female cultivators did not love themselves at all, and they had already embarked on the path of cultivation, but they were not ashamed.

Jin Ling continued to move forward, turned another corner, and saw a wet nurse holding a child in a side room, where she was breastfeeding, and next to her was a younger woman sitting there, drinking soup.

There are also people carrying various food plates, shuttling through the manor.

This atmosphere of peace and tranquility came to the face.

It actually made Jin Ling shake a little at this moment.

She felt like a wicked person who had come to destroy this peace and stability.

In the future, if the He family knows the truth in the future, then it will definitely be said that one day, there will be a good-looking female evil woman who enters the house and attacks and kills the head of the family, causing the He family to fall apart.

He continued to walk forward and saw a young man there practicing the art of magic with an old man.

He stood under the eaves of the porch, and in the autumn rain and night breeze about three zhang or so outside the eaves, there was a disc arrow target standing there, and next to him there was an attendant holding a pot of bamboo leaves.

The young man pinched up the bamboo leaves, and then threw them, only to see the green bamboo leaves galloping out like green darts.

The bamboo leaves shrouded in the dark light broke through the wind and rain, and pierced the arrow target, which could not leave traces on it, but the target was still okay, and it fell on the center of the disc again and again.

Jin Ling was led over from the corridor next to him, and just opposite the other party, the young man also saw Jin Ling.

But the other party's eyes immediately appeared with a look of disgust.

Jin Ling clearly felt the malice, only to see the other party wave his hand, a touch of green light came out of his hand, in the autumn rain night, a ray of light pierced the void, and it was directly towards Jin Ling walking in the corridor opposite.

This bamboo leaf shot towards Jin Ling's face like a green arrow, and his bamboo leaf obviously wanted to break Jin Ling's appearance.

However, when the bamboo leaf was about to shoot into the corridor, as soon as Jin Ling raised his hand, the wind and rain outside the corridor quickly converged, and the drizzle was like a transparent flying insect, and a wind swept up to block the green 'arrow'.

She didn't reveal the strength of the foundation monk's mana, but it was still beyond the other party's expectations.

As Jin Ling blocked the green light of the bamboo leaves, she felt that in the shadows under the eaves of the corridor where the young man was, a monk stepped out.

The monk was tall, dressed in dark golden clothes, with thick hair and beard, and a pair of eyes, staring at the golden spirit.

This is a foundation-building monk, and he stands there with his hands behind his back, like a mountain.

Judging from the style of clothes he wears, he knows that his exercises must be biased towards melee techniques, some people are not good at spells, because practicing spells requires a lot of tricks, and some people are not good at it by nature, they are only good at condensing mana in one point and hiding it in their hands and feet.

Hands to the law, feet to the law, such a character, the same terrible, profound, the meaning of the law is hidden in the fists and feet, but also the collapse of the mountain and the sky.

Jin Ling's eyes froze, and when she saw the person who hid his aura and hid in the darkness, she knew in her heart that there must be more than one foundation building monk in the He family.

Now this, plus He Tianhua, there are two, as for whether there will be more, Jin Ling doesn't know.

She hoped not, and He Tianhua had two of his right-hand men who were burned to death.

"He Zhong, don't bring anyone to the back house." The young man said coldly.

"Yes, young master, but this is what the master ordered." The subordinate who took Jin Ling to the back house replied quickly.

"What are you taking him for?" The young man asked again.

"Back to the young master, I don't know the little one." He Zhong replied.

At this time, Jin Ling spoke: "Your people in He Mansion are so rude, I came here to sell spiritual incense, but I am not a subordinate of your He Mansion, your He Mansion is also the largest family in Huaihe County, is this your hospitality?" ”

Hearing Jin Ling's words, the young man knew that he had misunderstood, but he was unwilling to apologize, so he had to snort coldly, turn around and leave, and no longer practice the imperial law.

Then He Zhong waited until the young man left, then bowed his head again and said, "Shopkeeper Jin, the master is still waiting for us, let's hurry up." ”

Of course, Jin Ling would not leave in a bad mood, so he had to pretend to be unhappy and follow behind without saying a word.

They walked all the way to the back house, and there were no further changes, and no young master and young lady suddenly came out to stop and question.

When Jin Ling felt the aura in the back house, the thoughts in his heart were quickly calculating.

Because she felt it, there was a gloomy cold and damp air in this house, and there was yin and evil in the cold and dampness.

She can be sure that this He Tianhua must have a little ghost here, looking at this momentum, I am afraid that he has become a big ghost.

She felt that she couldn't enter the other party's dojo, and it was better to kill him as soon as they met, and not give him so many opportunities to speak.

As if curious, she looked left and right, but in fact, she didn't feel whether there were any foundation monks in the room on the left and right.

followed He Zhong all the way to the gloomy house, and she didn't see that He Tianhua.

The house was lit and the door was open, but no one was in sight.

Jin Ling's brows furrowed slightly, and after thinking about it, he had already arrived at the door.

He Zhong stopped, and Jin Ling naturally stopped.

And He Tianhua's voice came from inside: "He Zhong, go back." ”

"Yes, sir." He Zhong retreated step by step, and after taking three steps back, he turned around and left.

And in the room, with this voice, Jin Ling saw a person sitting at the table with a lamp, pouring tea there.

And just now I could see the table from the outside, but I didn't see anyone at all, there was no one by the lamp, and now someone emerged from the distance.

He Tianhua is really good at illusion.

The old foundation building monk, the natal spell is also exquisite.

Jin Ling acknowledged the other party's superiority.

"Shopkeeper Jin, come in and have a cup of tea." He Tianhua said lightly.

Jin Ling was silent for a moment, and then walked into the room.

She also has self-confidence, although she has decided not to enter the other party's dojo before, but the situation is different at this time, it is not what she thinks, because she finds that she needs to make sure that the person in front of her is not an illusion.

And when she stood outside the door, looking at the lamp, there was always a feeling that the other party was a phantom, if it was a hard blow, but it was an illusion, then it would be laughed at.

She walked over and suppressed the thought in her heart of wanting to kill the other party, because she knew that in someone else's dojo, any slightest killing thought could be sensed by the other party.

She felt a chill engulf her in an instant.

"Shopkeeper Jin, you look worried." He Tianhua said with a smile, put a cup of tea on the opposite side, and motioned for Jin Ling to sit there.

Jin Ling sat down slowly, and said: "I heard that the illusion method of the head of the He family is the first in the Huai River, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its name." ”

"Hehe, it's just a false name, and the first place in the Huaihe River is nothing." He Tianhua said, he looked at the female cultivator with an excellent temperament in front of him, his heart itched, and said: "The golden shopkeeper makes incense every day, but it's hard." ”

"Fortunately, people live in this world, how can it not be hard?" Jin Ling said.

"That's a good point, but if someone is willing to shelter another person from the elements, it will at least be easier." He Tianhua said with burning eyes.

"I don't know what the head of the family means." Jin Ling asked with a pair of doubts, with a bit of innocence, and with a bit of autumn water.

In He Tianhua's eyes, Jin Ling's eyes are naturally a little arrogant, and the autumn water in his eyes has a natural charm, he doesn't know if the other party did it on purpose, or if it was like this.

But he wanted this woman, and he liked the way she looked.

"Of course, follow a person who can shelter you, in this Huai River, I say one, and no one can say two." He Tianhua said.

"yes, but I don't believe it!" Jin Ling said this, her left hand turned the cup in her hand, and said, "I don't even know if the person sitting in front of me is a real person. ”

He Tianhua smiled: "Of course it's true, I don't believe in touching it." ”

As he spoke, he reached out to the middle of the table.

But Jin Ling seemed to be curious, and seemed to have the purpose of seducing, stretched out her slender jade finger and slowly touched the other party's hand, her eyes kept staring at He Tianhua, and He Tianhua also looked at her.

Jin Ling's fingers did not touch his fingers, but touched his palm, and this feeling was a bit seductive.

He Tianhua laughed, grabbed Jin Ling's jade finger, and pulled it in front of him. Jin Ling sat opposite, and he couldn't help but fall on the table and knock down the teacup on the table.

"Haha......"

He Tianhua laughed out loud, but a silver light flew out, flew out of Jin Ling's right hand, and stabbed towards He Tianhua's eyebrows.

He Tianhua instantly felt the killing intention.

His face changed suddenly.

This silver light was extremely fast, but inside was He Tianhua's dojo, and a whirlpool of inky water quickly condensed in front of him.

And the silver needle pierced into it instantly, and it was frozen.

"How daring." He Tianhua's voice was shocked and angry.

But Jin Ling didn't hesitate at all, and with a wave of it, a black divine light flew out, sweeping over the ink-like whirlpool, and the whirlpool dissipated instantly, and the silver needle that was fixed in it was taken off its restraints, and it didn't need to return to Jin Ling's hand, and it was still stabbing towards He Tianhua's eyebrows.

At this time, He Tianhua had already stood up and flew backwards, the speed of the silver needle was extremely fast, but in front of him, a ball of water quickly condensed, wrapping the silver needle.

Jin Ling couldn't help but sigh in her heart, fighting in someone else's dojo is a loss, because the other party's spell casting speed is too fast, she can actually block her own imperial needle, if it is elsewhere, she can be sure that the other party's spell cannot be formed so quickly.

At this moment, the entire dojo was boiling, as if water was boiling, bubbles were born out of thin air from the ground, and in each bubble, He Tianhua appeared one after another, and every He Tianhua glared angrily.

At this moment, countless black hairs suddenly hung down from the beams.

Jin Ling knew that this was the little ghost raised by the other party.

"You dare to come here and kill me, hehe, I'll give you a taste of sticks later." He Tianhua laughed, his figure had disappeared in this bubble one by one.

Jin Ling didn't say a word, stretched out his hand and touched his sleeve, a small earthy yellow flag appeared, and then threw it to the ground in front of him, and the yellow flag fell to the ground, and it rose when it touched the ground, instantly turning into a big flag, and a yellow light rose from the flag.

In the yellow light, there was loess flying, and a little bit of loess fell into the blisters, and those blisters instantly became turbid.

This is followed by rapid crushing.

The yellow light also blocked the black hair hanging down above, making it impossible for it to fall on Jin Ling's head for a while.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Jin Ling take out a cyan incense, stretched out her hand and rubbed it on the top of the incense, the incense had been lit, she waved, and the incense had fallen on a beam in the distance, and after those black hairs smelled the fragrance, they actually contracted rapidly, winding towards the incense.

At this time, I saw that the gaze of Jin Ling's eyes had changed, and it became extremely sharp, it was not that she did not have a magic spell to break illusions, but if she looked at the room with this gaze from a distance before, she would definitely alarm the other party, so she used touch to perceive whether the other party was a real person.

Her gaze was like a needle, this was the 'Sharp Gold Eye'.

His eyes swept across the void, and he saw He Tianhua's whole person shrinking in a corner, and there was his little ghost above his head who was greedy for luring spiritual incense.

There was confusion in his eyes,

Jin Ling's face was cold, and there was no autumn rhyme in his eyes.

With a wave of his hand, a little silver light flew out.

This time, she sent not one Taiyi silver beard needle, but eighteen.

Eighteen silver whisker needles have front and back, some fly straight, and some fly obliquely to form the curve of the sheep's horn.

The silver needle pierced He Tianhua's body, but his body suddenly blurred like a reflection.

He not only used the 'reflection in the water' as an illusion, but also cultivated it into a retreat method, in terms of cultivation, He Tianhua is definitely a superior talent.

At this time, Jin Ling suddenly closed his eyes, and the little silver rays that flew out suddenly flew back into Jin Ling's palm.

At this moment, a phantom appeared on Jin Ling's body, this phantom shone with water, she pinched a silver needle and flew up, and took a step in a mysterious formlessness, as if passing through the void, the silver light flashed away, appeared in a corner, and then heard a miserable scream.

In another corner, He Tianhua's eyebrows were a little red, and blood flowed out, but the charm in his eyes quickly dimmed.

In two steps, the phantom shadow returned to the side of Jin Ling's body, and fell back into her body in another step.

Then Jin Ling opened her eyes, and she felt a strong exhaustion.

This spell was realized from Tiandu Mountain, and it was called the True Technique of the Divine Journey Cave.

She wanted to scrape here, but she thought that there was another Zhuji in Hefu, and she was quite weak now, so she didn't dare to stay.

Quickly walked out of this dojo, turned over and went up, on the roof, but saw that the place away from the two alleys outside He Mansion was dark, she felt that there were strong mana fluctuations there, and even felt like someone had laid out a formation.

She was suspicious, but she was too tired to come closer.

Just thinking of Zhao Yingyun, I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She had a bad premonition.