On the east side of the Nanling Mountains, on top of an unnamed peak, a young man in white clothes stood on the top of the peak, looking at the undulating mountains in the distance, his brows furrowed.

"In recent years, the disciples of the Demon Sect have become more and more rampant, and dozens of disciples will be lost every time the disciple mission is carried out, and if this continues, I am afraid that the follow-up disciple cultivation of Lingji Mountain will be unsustainable. "This young man, this is Tang Ming, the second son of Lingji Mountain.

"Second son, according to the information obtained by his subordinates, this time the Black Demon Cliff and Gyro Mountain have sent hunters. Moreover, these people are good at hiding, and their subordinates sent patrols to search the entire outer mountain range, but they still found nothing. A burly man in a blue shirt knelt down on one knee and said.

"Hmm. Zuoyu, how long have you been the deputy captain of the law enforcement team?" Tang Ming didn't dwell on the matter of the Demon Gate, but asked an irrelevant question.

"Back to the second son, his subordinates have served as vice captains since ten years, and they have been for more than ten years. Sayu looked up and replied.

"It's been ten years. Zuoyu, this time, my father deliberately organized the law enforcement team as a casual cultivator to participate in the disciple mission, hoping that you can wipe out this group of demons and cults, but don't let the sect down. ”

"I lost more than 30 disciples last year, and the sect didn't blame it, I just hope you can make up for it. If you can't make a difference this year, you won't have to stay in Lingji Mountain. ”

Tang Ming's gentle words fell into Zuoyu's ears, but they were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Zuoyu has joined Lingji Mountain for more than 100 years, and has walked step by step from a disciple of the outer sect to the deputy captain, which can be said to be born and died for Lingji Mountain. But last year, in the process of leading the team, because of his own dereliction of duty, the blood descendants of an elder of the sect were hunted by the demon gate, mainly because he went to the river to date a woman by the river at that time, and it was later confirmed that the woman was the acacia fairy of Rift Valley.

According to the rules of the sect, he should have been executed at that time, and in the end, his life was saved under the death of the second son, Tang Ming.

Sayu knew that the second son was talking to him because he was afraid that he would be seduced by the demon girl of Rift Valley again and delay the big thing.

"Yes. If the subordinates make a mistake again, there is no need for the sect to deal with it, and the subordinates should lead the way on the spot. Sayu said firmly.

"Alright, there you go. Tang Ming waved his hand.

At a cliff on the south side of the Nanling Mountain Range, Xu Feiyang was picking a willow leaf grass, which was one of the tasks of the disciples of Lingji Mountain. Although he was planning to hunt the Madara, if he could pick the second-order spirit grass, it would be the best.

You must know that hunting second-order demon beasts is highly dangerous, and even if you hunt second-order demon beasts yourself, you can also buy and sell them, although first-order demon beasts have no other effects except for meat. However, second-order demon beasts have thick bones, hard skins, and full of flesh and blood, which are all good materials, and there are many stores that recycle them.

Therefore, Xu Feiyang is more inclined to use spirit grass to submit tasks, and demon beasts use them to buy and sell or refine weapons and talismans.

"Hey, boy, that willow leaf grass was discovered by our brother a long time ago, you better let me out obediently, otherwise, hum.." At this moment, a man's voice sounded behind him.

Xu Feiyang carefully pulled up the willow leaf grass along with the root system, and took out a spirit box from the storage bag and put it away. He put the spirit box in his hand, turned around and smiled contemptuously, and said, "Oh, what if you don't give it, how are you going to do it?"

The people who came were two minor monks of the eighth layer of Lianfan, one was wearing a gray Taoist robe with a yellow face, as if he was malnourished, and the other was dark-skinned and strong, wearing a light black cloth shirt.

"Boy, don't be ignorant, if it weren't for our brother's dislike of seeing blood, I'm afraid you would have been splashed with blood on the spot. The young man in the gray robe said, after discovering Xu Feiyang's cultivation of the ninth layer of refinement, he seemed to lack confidence.

Xu Feiyang put the spirit box into the storage bag, glanced at the two of them again, and said, "Get out, Xu doesn't like to kill." As he spoke, he jumped off the cliff and walked into the forest.

"Oh, it seems that this Dao friend has clever methods, and he doesn't plan to hand over the spirit grass?" Just as Xu Feiyang walked towards the dense forest, a yin and yang strange voice came from the left.

I saw a young man with a pu fan in his hand, wearing a silk robe, and a square and delicate appearance, walking out, followed by two black-faced men, all three of whom were on the ninth level of Lianfan.

"Lin Gongzi, this kid doesn't know how to lift, the little one just now wanted to pick willow leaves to honor you. At this time, the young man in the Taoist robe said in a flattering voice.

"What are you? Don't you get out?" Obviously, this Lin Gongzi didn't like such a villain, and said sharply.

"Yes, yes, the villain will get out of here. The young man in the Taoist robe had a smile on his face, and a haze flashed in his eyes.

"Hmph, the clown also wants to have a relationship with this princess. After seeing the two young men in the Taoist robe leave, the prince surnamed Lin said contemptuously.

"This brother, Lin Yundong, in the Lin family of Xia Nanying County, saw two jumping clowns here just now, so his words were offended. I don't know what Brother Tai is called?" Lin Yundong said kindly.

"In Xia Xu Feiyang, a medium is a scattered cultivation. Xu Feiyang also said with his fists clenched.

The Lin family of Nanying County, like the Song family of Jinnan County, is one of the four major families under the rule of Lingji Mountain. In the absence of a conflict of interest, he does not want to offend,

"It turned out to be Xu Daoyou. I don't know if you can cut the spirit grass for love? Lin can exchange it for spiritual materials, or buy spiritual stones. Lin Yundong said politely.

Lin Daoyou said with a smile, and ventured into the Nanling Mountains in the next nine deaths, just to seek the task of the disciple of Lingji Mountain, so that the avenue could be expected. But it's impossible to trade. Xu Feiyang shook his head with a wry smile.

Although he didn't want to offend the people of the Lin family, it was impossible to cut off the path, even if he had a conflict with the Lin family, it didn't matter.

"Xu Daoyou has to think about it. If you can cut love, Lin can recommend it to the family and invite Xu Daoyou to be my Lin family's guest, how about it?" Lin Yundong said with a half-threatening expression.

"Thank you Lin Daoyou for your kindness, I am seeking the Tao in the next heart, I only hope to be able to enter the sect further, I really forgive my fate. Xu Feiyang shook his head and said with his fists clenched, but at the same time he was secretly on guard.

"That's right. Lin Yundong sighed with a little regret.

I saw that the voice did not fall, but the two black-faced men on Lin Yundong's left and right disappeared like a gust of wind.

Xu Feiyang stomped his feet on the spot, and the whole person flew into the air, and with a little left hand, a wind blade shot away, and his right hand flashed with a flash of inspiration, and punched downward.

I saw a black shadow appear on the left, obviously the man who was forced into shape by the Wind Blade Technique just now.

There was a loud bang, and I saw a man directly below Xu Feiyang colliding with Xu Feiyang's fist with a steel cone in his hand, and a wave of wind swept outward, blowing sand and stones on the ground.

Xu Feiyang followed the power of this hammer, and floated upwards again, and then his feet were a little in the air, and the wind shadow was launched, a gust of wind drifted by, and the whole figure slowly became blurred.

The two big men were about to make a move, "Don't chase it." Lin Yundong's face was gloomy and he stopped it.

"Childe. This..."A man was about to say something more, but Lin Yundong directly interrupted: "It's futile to chase after it." If I'm not mistaken, he used the Wind Shadow just now. ”

"It is said that a few years ago, there was a loose cultivator who hunted and killed many low-level disciples of the family, and under the siege of many monks, people broke through like a shadow of the wind, and then there was no such person. That person used the Wind Shadow Decision, people are like the wind, and the action is like a shadow, which is a superior exercise in the cultivation realm many years ago. If he wants to escape, just the two of you, even if he chases him, it will be in vain. ”

"It's really interesting, I met it here, and I can't say I'm going to have a relationship with it. Lin Yundong said with interest.

"Childe, you can't do it easily, your identity can't be revealed yet, otherwise the main family will be in big trouble. The man with the steel cone hurriedly stopped.

"Alright. Ben Gongzi naturally knows how to deal with himself, and it is not worth taking Ben Gongzi seriously if he is only a nine-layer refining fan. Lin Yundong said unhappily. As the son of Lin Feng, the party leader of the Demon Killing Pavilion, he was sent to Nanying County to experience other important arrangements, and his true cultivation had actually reached the middle stage of spirit building, but it was only sealed with a secret method, how could a mere cultivator in the Mortal Realm be able to enter it.

The two men glanced at each other and remained silent tacitly. The two of them are just the Deadpool of the Killing Pavilion, as long as they follow the orders of the son, the others are not to be taken care of, so that they can live a long time.