Seeing the person coming, Zhou Feng immediately tilted his mouth and tilted his eyes, and replied in a hoarse voice: "Senior sister, I'...... I didn't do anything. ”

The person who came was Mo Yan, the senior sister of Yuling Peak, and Zhou Feng at this time had no affection for her.

Mo Yan couldn't help but be shocked when she saw Zhou Feng's distorted face, "Why did your face become like this?"

"Yesterday morning when I was on patrol, a cool breeze blew and my face was numb and my whole body ached, and I thought I had a stroke. Zhou Feng lowered his head again and replied cautiously.

"Stroke? What kind of evil art is this, could it be a spell cast by a sorcerer?" Mo Yan couldn't understand what Zhou Feng meant by "stroke", for cultivators, this stroke was impossible, they could be regarded as immortal wind bones.

"Can you move your hands and feet freely?" Mo Yan didn't think much about it, stared at Zhou Feng and asked.

"At the moment, I am fine. Zhou Feng always felt that there was something strange about this kind of questioning, so he didn't pretend to be disabled anymore, he wanted to see what kind of medicine this senior sister was selling in the gourd.

"Well, then come with me. Mo Yan's face was cold, and she turned around and left, not giving Zhou Feng a chance to refute at all.

Zhou Feng followed behind Mo Yan, looking at the once familiar figure in front of him, and sighed in his heart.

"Senior Sister, where are you taking me?" Zhou Feng asked tentatively.

"You'll know when the time comes, follow me and don't talk anymore. Mo Yan replied impatiently.

Zhou Feng followed Mo Yan through the house and alley on Yuling Peak, and more than twenty male cultivators were gathered together by this senior sister, all of them were weak people with low cultivation, but their physique was still relatively strong.

Everyone followed Mo Yan to a remote hall, which was very dark and damp, as if it had been closed for a long time.

Mo Yan walked to the innermost wall, raised her hand and gently pressed it on a piece of white jade.

There was a creak, and a stone door slowly opened at the wall, and there was a faint light inside, and if you looked closely, it was a passage to the underground.

Everyone was talking about it when they saw this, and they didn't know what the senior sister was doing with everyone here, but no one dared to ask more.

"Why are you still stunned, go in. Mo Yan urged sternly.

Everyone didn't dare to stay, so they all entered the stone gate and walked underground.

The passage is a circular stone staircase, damp and dark, but fortunately there is an oil lamp at every corner, otherwise you would not be able to reach out and lose your fingers. Everyone walks here with fear, always feeling that something ominous is going to happen. At this time, Mo Yan followed at the back of the crowd, beware of someone escaping.

Zhou Feng originally went to Yuling Peak to inquire about the news, but seeing him step by step into the ground, he felt a little regretful in his heart, but curiosity prompted him to continue to move forward.

I don't know how long I walked, but it was still a dark stone staircase, with no end.

Zhou Feng knew in his heart that in this dark and lightless place, the cultivator's colorful passage gate was useless, otherwise everyone would have arrived a long time ago.

"Senior sister, where are we going?" finally someone couldn't bear it anymore and asked with some hair in his heart.

Everyone else also cast questioning glances at Mo Yan, waiting for her answer.

"Below is a warehouse of our cultivators, there are things in it that I want you to move, and our master is also down there, I hope you can move quickly, so as not to make the old man angry. Mo Yan said with a reluctant smile.

Zhou Feng felt that this senior sister was perfunctory to everyone, there must be an ulterior secret underground, so what was it? The curiosity in his heart became even stronger.

After a long time, everyone finally reached the flat land, and in front of them was a large natural cave, and the sound of water could be heard. The walls of the cave are covered with oil lamps, which makes the place much brighter. In the middle of the cave is an underground river, the water is turbulent, the waves are rolling, and the sound is rattling.

There were three women standing at the edge of the dark river, one of them was the Purple-clothed Venerable, and the other two were the yellow-clothed cultivators, who should also be the disciples of the Purple-clothed Venerable.

"I've seen Shizun. Everyone came to the vicinity of the Venerable Purple and bowed.

"Mo Yan, why did you find these people?" The purple-clothed Venerable ignored everyone, but asked the senior sister a question.

Mo Yan hurriedly approached the purple-clothed Venerable and whispered a few words in his ear, the voice was extremely low, and others couldn't hear it clearly, but Zhou Feng could hear it clearly.

What Mo Yan said was: All the disciples on Yuling Peak are led by their uncles and uncles, and it is difficult to find people like these wanderers.

"That's fine. Listen, you'll all be here, and I'll give me a little bit of money, and whoever wants to be lazy I'll throw him into the river. The purple-clothed Venerable said sternly, there is no hope and amiability, just like judging two people.

Zhou Feng had long been accustomed to this two-faced master, and he couldn't help cursing a few words in his heart. But in the face of the master who has changed the norm, the others are inexplicable in their hearts, and they are more palpitating and trembling.

Suddenly, the waves in the dark river rolled upward, and thousands of drops of water splashed in all directions, smashing on everyone. Everyone flashed back in unison, their faces tense and their hearts beating.

At this time, the waves scattered in all directions, and a person slowly rose from the water, and it was actually a white-haired old lady in a red robe, who was none other than the water commander among the sorcerers.

"I've seen my teacher. The purple-clothed Venerable hurriedly saluted the red-robed old man.

This move of the purple-clothed Venerable even Mo Yan was confused, how could her master still have such a master, but she reacted very quickly, and hurriedly saluted, and praised in her mouth: "The apprentice grandson greets the ancestor." ”

The other two yellow-clothed monks also followed suit. But the rest of the people were confused, wasn't the master of the master the emperor? Why did another master pop up, and suddenly, everyone was stunned and didn't know what to do.

Who is this red-robed old lady? How could she be the master of the purple-clothed Venerable? Zhou Feng on the side couldn't help but have doubts in his heart, and he had doubts about the identity of the purple-clothed venerable.

"Ying'er, you have performed well over the years, I am very satisfied. The old lady in the red robe glanced at the people present and swallowed back some of what she had to say.

"Master, I have received your letter, and everything has been arranged. The purple-clothed Venerable said with a smile on his face, and he didn't know how happy he was in his heart.

"I've already brought the things, you can arrange them as soon as possible, and it will be a great thing when the time comes. The old lady in the red robe waved the sleeves of her robe lightly as she spoke, and the waves under her feet suddenly rolled.

Packets of oilcloth were tossed to the shore by the waves, and it didn't take long for the packages to be more than 300 meters square to be neatly stacked on the shore.

"Ying'er, it's up to you to do the following. Before the old lady in the red robe spoke, her body had disappeared into the waves, and she was nowhere to be found.