Stayed in the forbidden land of Yunlian for a month, although Zhang Ling worked hard every day to carry water and open up the wasteland, but it seems that this land is like the sand and gravel of dry soil, always does not improve, if it is put in other places, such watering has already opened up more than ten acres of fields, but in the small courtyard of Yunlian, there is not a single acre of reclamation, always watered on the same day, and the next day it seeped without a trace, and it was dry again. I don't know when it will be cultivated, and the roots and seedlings planted will hardly sprout.

Looking at the one-acre square vegetable garden in front of the thatched house, full of spiritual energy, full of vitality, falling melons and falling fruits, Zhang Ling couldn't help but be surprised, it was difficult to find out how difficult it was to reclaim this acre of land without doing it himself, so he had to ask the monk Dukong for advice.

Monk Dukong did not answer Zhang Ling directly, but just pointed to this vegetable garden for Zhang Ling to observe carefully, and Zhang Ling couldn't see any doorways after looking at it for a long time. Studied but cannot comprehend.

On this day and night, Zhang Ling got up at night and came out of the thatched house and looked at the vegetable garden inadvertently. Instantly shocked.

This small vegetable garden is a little bit of light spots, along the light spots to pick up the soil, you can see the silky bright lines, extremely complicated, Zhang Ling found along the lines, this acre of square land is covered with this silky bright lines, and the other side of the lines is dry soil, no life, like a dead land. At this moment, it is even more obvious, the Spirit Gathering Array!

Zhang Ling followed the old man for a while, and also learned some formations from his mouth, and the profound formations can conquer the heavens and the earth, condense the aura, and the end is extremely exquisite.

The next day, Zhang Ling asked Dukong, but Dukong still didn't answer, but just asked him to continue watering.

Since then, Zhang Ling has not only carried water every day, but also has one more point, which is to observe the spirit pattern every night. The spirit patterns are mottled and complicated, Zhang Ling naturally can't figure out the doorway inside, but when he approaches the garden, his body is extremely comfortable, and he spits in the garden for a quarter of an hour, and he feels more solid than the outside for two or three days. Despite this, Zhang Ling did not dare to stay in the garden wantonly, for fear of destroying the aura of this spirit gathering array and causing the melons and fruits in the garden to wither.

Zhang Ling asked the monk Dukong, but Dukong didn't show that he didn't care very much, but he didn't let Zhang Ling spit in the garden, and finally Zhang Ling took a roast chicken every three days, which became a condition of one every two days in exchange for three hours in the vegetable garden at night, Zhang Ling was naturally very happy, how to take advantage of this deal, and Dukong also thought about it. Secretly snickering. In Du Kong's eyes, Zhang Ling's golden pill was not condensed, and the limited aura he exhaled was not as much as the aura consumed by a random melon and fruit in this garden, so Zhang Ling spit out three hours in the garden but called a roast chicken for two days, and this transaction was not lost.

Zhang Ling is now very busy, although he is always tired to exhaustion when carrying water every day, but after three hours in the garden, he can always be in good spirits immediately, and he can really feel the changes in his physical strength, constantly washed by the aura, the true qi in his body continues to condense and thick, and the abnormal movement in the dantian is becoming more and more obvious. Zhang Ling knew that this was a sign of knotting, and he was about to break through the barrier, knot the golden pill, and enter the knot pill period of cultivation. There was a faint expectation in my heart.

With the increasing practice of You Longdu, his body became more agile, and he gradually entered a light and fluttering state, his speed increased a lot, and the number of water he carried gradually increased, and now he can carry a hundred buckets of water every day, that is, he shuttles back and forth between the stream spring and the Yunlian courtyard a hundred times, and his feet are also lighter. In the past, it was estimated that it was enough to carry a hundred buckets of water, even if it ran back and forth a hundred times. Now Zhang Ling can already feel the power in the wind, and every time he carries a burden and encounters the majestic wind in the mountains, he can stride forward with the help of the power in the breeze. It's a lot faster. Returning to the courtyard and exchanging feelings with the great monk of Dukong, the great monk can occasionally point out to make himself suddenly, and the great monk said that Zhang Ling has touched the threshold of the realm of the wind on the way to practice qi, and he will be able to walk in the wind in time.

August 14, approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Monk Dukong found Zhang Ling and said that he was going out for three days, going out to do something, and let Zhang Ling arrange it by himself, but before leaving, he told him not to approach the back mountain.

Zhang Ling has long been accustomed to the way of life here. I don't want to be curious to approach that murderous place every day, because I don't want to go a second time after I have been there.

August 15, full moon.

Zhang Ling was practicing in the vegetable garden, and heard a familiar voice echoing in his ears, at first he thought he had heard something, but when he calmed down, he realized that someone was indeed guiding him.

"Come Over Here"

"Come Here"

"Come on"

"There are peerless miracles here"

"This is where you can be the best player"

"Come on"

Gradually, the voice became stronger and stronger, as if someone was pulling it, and Zhang Ling gradually became a little lost.

I couldn't help but follow the voice and slowly walked towards the forbidden place, like a walking corpse, losing self-consciousness, just following the old voice slowly.

Soon, Zhang Ling walked to the entrance of a cave, the entrance of the cave with deep memories, and slowly walked in, the old man in the cave with his hair scattered, his eyes closed, there were words in his mouth, and a light array appeared above his head, as if he was sacrificing, and it seemed to be luring. Seeing Zhang Ling approaching the cave, the spell in his mouth stopped, the light array above his head suddenly disappeared, and a series of weird laughter came out of his mouth.

Zhang Ling woke up suddenly, but he was already in the cave at the moment, looking at the old man staring at him in the cave, he shuddered suddenly. Obviously, he was spitting in the vegetable garden, why was he suddenly in a hole. Zhang Ling bit the tip of his tongue, felt pain, and said, "It's not a dream."

"Of course it's not a dream, it's my Moon Witch's unique trick," the old man in the cave said calmly, and the chains on his body were pulled and rattled.

"Moon Witch?" Zhang Ling instantly changed color when he heard the word Moon Witch.

"Hmph, you were kidnapped by that bald donkey that day, and I didn't have time to stop it, so I planted a charm on you"

Zhang Ling fully summed up his situation at this moment, thinking about how to take advantage of his unpreparedness and escape from the cave, this idea was immediately rejected, this old guy doesn't know how many years in this cave, even if his skills are bound, the monk Dukong does not dare to enter the cave, indicating that everything in the cave is under control, and it is impossible for him to escape.

Or it was a loud shout to attract the great monk Dukong, but soon, this idea was also rejected, not to mention whether he could hear the monk Dukong shouting, even if he could hear it, when he arrived, he estimated that he would already become a pair of bone scum. He'd seen the old monster's methods. Suck people's aura and suck sperm and blood. It is estimated that it will be in the blink of an eye. In addition, the monk Dukong said that this old monster is very cunning, and when people are attracted into the cave, they will arrange a hidden formation, and when the monk finds it, the daylily is cold, so there are several times, Dukong is not able to find the position, and the three bound demons in this forbidden place can't tell which cave they have been introduced.

Zhang Ling judged the situation and secretly calculated his strategy.

And the old monster obviously saw through Zhang Ling's thoughts and said, "Don't think about running, you can't run out of this hole, even if you get lucky to run out, I have a way to recruit you again, you can't hide" The tone was gloomy.

Zhang Ling's brows were tightly knit at the moment, his fists were clenched, and his palms were already full of sweat at this moment, forcing himself to calm down, constantly thinking about the ins and outs of things.

When he entered this cave for the first time and was sucked spiritual power, he obviously felt that the strength on his body suddenly stopped, and everyone else was sucked up, but he didn't, this is definitely not his own white face, otherwise Monk Dukong would not be able to save himself at all.

Wait, he just said Moon Witch.

Moon Witch, Moon Witch.

That's right!, it's Moon Witch.

Zhang Ling immediately woke up to the fact that the reason why he was not sucked for the first time was because his true qi was running all over his body at that time, and the internal strength he learned was the Moon Witch Mental Method, although it was only the first layer of shallow mental method, but this old guy must have felt it, so he was different from those killers.

Since he didn't kill himself for the first time, it means that he didn't confirm it, and if he confirmed that he was not from the Moon Witch this time, he was doomed to die. Thinking of this, Zhang Ling seemed to grasp a life-saving straw.

Immediately made a decision, knelt down on one knee and said, "Senior, but I am a master of the Moon Witch?"

"Hahaha~ I really read it right, I didn't expect to meet the Moon Witch disciple in this Yunlian forbidden land, it's really fate, tell me about yourself" The old monster sighed

The old monster has been trapped in the mountains for twenty or thirty years, but the level of cunning is still undiminished, and he said that he has recognized Zhang Ling's identity as a disciple of the Moon Witch, but there are still many doubts in his heart, after all, the other party only has a shallow Moon Witch internal strength method. If there is a slight flaw in what Zhang Ling said, the end will inevitably be no different from that group of killers.

Zhang Ling fought with the Moon Witch in the frontier for no less than 100 battles, most of the Moon Witch's habits are understood, but his identity is not easy to make up, of course, he also understands that if he is exposed, then wait for his fate.

"The disciple is the eleventh holy son of the Holy Sect, Ji Shou Yici, meet the ancestor" Zhang Ling was resolute, only he knew, the cold sweat in the palm of his hand.

"It turned out to be from the Jishou family, how old are you?" said the old monster

"Nineteen"

Zhang Ling bowed his head respectfully, not daring to look directly at the old monster.

"Tao Yu'er should be the master of the Holy Sect now," asked coldly

"Tao..?"

Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he was immediately exposed.

The old monster's tone was obviously unkind, and it was a little worse: "You don't know Tao Yu'er?"

The last word is clearly threatening

Zhang Ling was shocked, if he defended himself at this moment, then he would definitely die, this old monster has undergone earth-shaking changes in the cave for decades, and the only way is to bite him to death. Maybe there's a silver lining.

immediately said, "The villain doesn't know, I've never heard of Tao Yuer"

"Hmph, you are not a person from the Moon Witch at all, how can the people of the Moon Witch not even know about Tao Yu'er?" the old monster said with rage.

"The villain only knows that I have an accident thirty years ago, and the talent withered, and then the Moon Witch moved to Beidi, and I really don't know that there is Tao Yuer."

Seeing that Zhang Ling's tone was resolute, not like he was lying, the old monster began to doubt himself, could it be that he had been in this cave for too long, and the Moon Witch had changed too much, and then calmed down again.

He asked lightly, "Who is the Holy Sect Leader at this time?"

Obviously, the old monster was still not at ease, and Zhang Ling immediately said, "At this time, it is the Sheng Sect Master"

The old monster frowned and said, "Sect Master Sheng, what's your full name?"