The cave is gray and obscure.

The person who spoke had long snow-white hair, and when he spoke, he couldn't even see whether his lips were moving, and when he shook his hand, a large fireball flew out of his hand, staying in the sky above the cave, and the cave was illuminated at a glance.

The person standing next had an old face, a clear face, and high cheekbones, and it was Yu Yan.

He saw six people sitting in the cave, four or five of whom looked younger than him, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful in the slightest, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and saluted: "Yu Yan has seen all of you. ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, yesterday I Wangdou Si received news from Jinhua City, saying that Sun Jiangping, a disciple of Qingle Zhenren, encountered the disciples of the Iron Sword Gate outside, Jiang Ping secretly found that the disciples of the Iron Sword Gate were searching for mortal spiritual roots in the mortal town controlled by my Qingshi Gate, Jiang Ping was accidentally discovered by them and fought a battle, Jiang Ping killed the three of them and got reliable news, the Iron Sword Gate sent a large number of Qi refining monks to search for spiritual roots in the area of my Qingshi Gate, wanting to break the foundation of my Qingshi Gate Immortal Cultivation!

"If this goes on for a long time, my Bluestone Gate will not be able to receive Qi refining disciples, and it will be difficult for a foundation building monk to appear, and then the foundation will shake my Bluestone Sect and it will be in danger. Yu Yan slammed his head on the ground, his mouth was frustrated, and the iron sword gate he said seemed to have hit the door.

The six of them glanced at each other, and the long-haired monk asked in a cold voice, "Are you exaggerating?" Also, what are you talking about Jiang Ping's reliable spectrum?"

Yu Yan straightened up and arched his hands: "Back to the master, the disciple is not exaggerating, according to the news from Jinhua City, Jiang Ping's identity card is special, and the master has not been recorded, and the disciple went to Niu Buli to confirm that his token has indeed not recorded the master lineage, and there are not a few pieces of the whole bluestone gate, so from this point of view, the news is true." ”

Sitting in a chair was a young man, his forehead with two black strands hanging down in front of him, his jet-black hair hanging down behind him, and he had no beard. He stroked his hair and smiled slightly, "With such a special token, it seems that the people below are very loose about identity tokens." ”

Yu Yan showed embarrassment on his face and did not say anything.

The long-haired monk smiled slightly, not caring about this, "Senior Brother Huo, my bluestone gate has existed for tens of thousands of years, and the original rules have been lost, forgotten, and it is no wonder that I have seen it for a long time." ”

He changed his words and continued: "Jiang Ping sent this news back, and the junior brother thinks that it is still meritorious, no matter what the news is, it is indeed not harmful to my Qingshi Sect. Senior Brother proposed, please ask Senior Sister Qin to go on a trip to this matter, if it is verified, hum!"

The bearded monk snorted for the last two times, almost knocking him down, and he quickly knelt on the ground.

At this moment, sitting on the right hand of the long-haired monk was a monk as strong as a bear, with thick eyebrows and a broad face, and a dark face like a bronze building.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his voice was full of anger: "What Senior Brother Yulin said is good, this matter should be investigated! In the past, the Golden Sword Sect and the Iron Sword Sect both sent Qi Refining Disciples to attack and kill my Qingshi Sect Qi Refining Cultivator, we can all ignore it and treat it as a training disciple." But searching for spiritual roots, this food is too ugly......"

"Senior Brother Tong is right. ”

There were only two female friars in the room, one younger and one older, and the older female monk stood up, her face was old, and her gray hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and she was not tidy. His skin was wrinkled like elm bark, and his right hand, like a dry bone, held a jet-black cane, which slammed into the ground with one step and came to the bearded monk.

"We, the six true people of Qingshi, were screened out from my Qingshi Gate, and we must be responsible for the monks of the Qingshi Gate. The two factions of the Golden Sword Sect and the Iron Sword Sect have indeed gone too far, if they really want to fight, then they will fight! Who have I been afraid of in the Qingshi Sect for tens of thousands of years!"

The words are heroic and awe-inspiring, and they are not at all like the style of a female cultivator.

The long-haired monk and the delicate young man did not express their position, and the young female cultivator sitting at the end smiled slightly, she had a beautiful face, not a beautiful woman, under a white dress, her figure was enchanting, and her delicate appearance was completely different, and she had the charm of a mature woman.

She flicked her fingers on the seat, and her voice was like a yellow bird: "Sister Qi is still so domineering, but several ancestors have said that our Qingshimen can not fight without fighting, and the little sister is the youngest and has the lowest cultivation, so she doesn't dare to go against the will of the ancestors." Xiaomei thinks that it is better to find out this matter, and it is up to the six of us to discuss, if it has to be resolved by the three-faction war, it doesn't matter, a few senior brothers and sisters, what do you say?"

The rest of the people glanced at each other, feeling that what the woman said was reasonable, and nodded one after another.

Seeing that everyone nodded and did not object, the woman smiled: "Old sister, don't be angry, the little sister knows that the sister is belligerent, but it is also time to score, since the senior brother of Yulin will call the little sister out, of course the little sister does not dare to postpone, wait for the little sister to return, and make amends to the sister." ”

She spoke softly, tactfully like a birdsong, very good, and even the most angry old woman surnamed Qi lost her temper.

After speaking, Senior Sister Qin, the old woman surnamed Qi, the long-haired monk Yulin, the young man with long hair and the monk surnamed the strong man Tong looked at the middle-aged man who had never spoken at the same time, he was wearing a green robe, embroidered with a gossip array plate on his chest, and a floating dust pinned to his waist, sitting on the chair, drinking with a wine jug in his hand, and never expressing his position.

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi Dao Robe saw everyone looking at him, and nodded: "That's it, Senior Sister Qin Ling, pay attention to safety, go and return quickly." ”

Qin Lingzhen got up and bowed his hand to everyone, "Little sister is going." I hope that when the little sister turns around, several senior brothers and sisters will be able to make a breakthrough. "China

Yulin Zhenren stroked the long white beard on his chest, shook his head and smiled: "Senior Sister Qin, it has only been a long time since you have been around, and it is too embarrassing to ask a few of us old guys to break through during this time!"

The monks smiled bitterly when they heard this, if the Jindan realm was so easy to break through, the Qingshi Gate would already have more than a dozen Yuanying Daoists.

The old woman surnamed Qi smiled, and the old voice swayed in this hole, "Senior Brother Yulin, I can't say that the next time you see Senior Sister, Senior Sister will become your Senior Uncle." ”

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they all looked at the old woman, even the middle-aged man who had been drinking and didn't care about anything was also shocked.

"Senior Sister Qi?"

"Senior Sister Qi......"

"Senior Sister Qi, have you transformed into a Dannei essence flower?"

……

Jiang Ping was seriously injured, and he flew two hundred miles, and found a hidden cave in the depths of the mountains and stopped. He took out the array flag from the storage bag, sealed the entrance of the cave, and placed a phantom array outside the cave to hide the cave. In the cave mansion, Jiang Ping set up another formation organ, as long as he entered the cave mansion without permission, he would definitely be attacked.

Then he went out of the cave, and three miles away from here, escaped into the earth, and built an underground cave thirty zhang underground.

Underground cave house.

Jiang Ping sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed, and his divine sense swept outward, only to see that the fake cave mansion was extremely hidden, flying in the air, even if his divine sense swept it, he couldn't find that there was a cave mansion here.

After doing all this, Jiang Ping calmed down and kept thinking about the strangeness of this time.

"Impossible! He is only in the early stage of foundation building, and it is impossible for him to defy the sky like me and have a divine sense several times his own! How can he find out my location from a hundred miles away? This should mean that I have items on me that can be tracked! He is a member of the Iron Sword Gate, so only the treasures of the Iron Sword Gate have a chance to be left by him. ”

In the world of cultivating immortals, there are many ways to be traced, like the naturally occurring mother and son stones, the mother and child stones are separated, even if they are thousands of miles away, the monk can easily judge the direction of the child stone according to the attraction of the child stone to the mother stone.

There are also some exercises, special materials, smells, and even spirit animals, etc., which can judge the direction and track.

Jiang Ping figured this out, and hurriedly took out the magic weapons, spirit stones, and so on that he had recently obtained from the Iron Sword Gate. In an instant, the already small underground space was immediately occupied by various treasures.

Jiang Ping screened all kinds of treasures one by one, and his powerful divine sense was investigating and analyzing......

At this time, thousands of miles away in the cave.

"Master, your body is ......" The honest Fu Long was shocked when he saw Master's painful face.

The monk surnamed Wang frowned his forehead and glared at Fu Long, so frightened that Fu Long shrank his neck. Brother Wang tore off the shirt at the place where the arm was broken, took out a broken arm from the storage bag, slowly merged the broken sections, and took out a rich purple fruit, like a coconut fruit, and pinched it vigorously with his fingers in his hand, and the purple fruit split and dripped out drops of white juice, which flowed on the broken part of the arm.

"Woo Woo Woo!"

Where the arm was broken, a white mist rose up, and the monk surnamed Wang bared his teeth in pain, and the horizontal wood in his mouth was almost bitten off.

The purple fruit wilted, the feeling of abundance disappeared, and when the white mist dissipated, the monk surnamed Wang tentatively raised his left arm, only to see that his left arm was raised with his mind, and he wanted to stretch out his fingers to find that there was only a little reaction.

He threw the purple fruit aside with his right hand, and said viciously: "Jiang Ping, Jiang Ping, you are so ruthless! You actually injured the old man in the late stage of qi refining! You almost asked for one of the old man's arms! Hmph, you never dreamed that the old man actually had a purple spirit dream!"

He vented the malice in his heart and sat on the ground angrily.