The night talk of the five ended in a hurry, and the reason was nothing more than that the people in the world still thought about the immortal cultivation world too simply.

There are not a few people in the world who recognize like Xin Wu, and judging whether an immortal cultivator's strength is strong or weak is based on whether he is old or not. They didn't know that in the immortal cultivation realm, the division of strength was actually based on the realm, and there were detailed divisions such as qi refining, foundation building, and golden pills, and every time there was a difference in the realm, the strength was worlds apart.

Flipping your hand to summon floating ice crystals that do not fall is the most obvious five-element spell, and it is also a clear sign of stepping into the foundation building realm. Chang Xi knew very well in his heart that whether it was the battle with Qingfeng in the middle of the Qi Refining Realm or the trial of squeezing potential in the Kuixing Pavilion, it was just a thrilling experience in the ivory tower, and there would be no real life-and-death crisis. And the demon apes and bats that fought in the depths of the dense forest under Xiu Peak that day were a column of demon beasts, far less scheming and calculating than the monks.

It can be said that Chang Xi has never had the experience of fighting against a Foundation Realm cultivator so far. It is not easy for a Foundation Realm cultivator to master the Five Elements Spell, either he has been immersed in the Five Elements Spell for a long time, or he is taught by the master behind him, no matter which point Chang Xi does not want to see. If the other party was just a casual cultivator who had just stepped into the early stage of the foundation building realm, Chang Xi asked himself if he could still give it a go. But if it's a higher level of cultivation, if there is a slight difference in the pool, then there is no return. Besides, plotting against such a big family as the Lin family, no matter how you look at it, only one monk seems a little stretched. I think that in that backyard, there may be more than one monk who builds the foundation realm.

Unconsciously, this Lin Mansion became a whirlpool in the quicksand that only wanted to devour people, pulling Chang Xi into the abyss of no return.

Chang Xi, who was lying on the bed, lifted the quilt and sat up, sweating profusely. The current situation is not optimistic, and the images full of alarm flashed in his mind before, which made him feel confused.

Lying beside her, Yuehong fed half of the absorbed spiritual power into the Heavenly Desolate scabbard, and the trickle of pure spiritual power slowly flowed along the mysterious lines engraved on the surface of the scabbard, nurturing the power of the Heavenly Desolate all the time. Chang Xi grabbed the moon rainbow and recited the Qingjing Sutra, and finally swept away the boredom in his body.

Suddenly, Chang Xi's ears moved slightly in the darkness, and the low Sanskrit sound that echoed in the room suddenly stopped. Chang Xi gently opened the corner of the wooden window and looked somewhere, and his black and white eyes surged with blue.

In the night, a figure swept out of the city from the depths of the Lin Mansion, and disappeared from view in a blink of an eye. Tonight happened to be cloudy and the moonlight was not good, so I couldn't see the man's face clearly. However, just by the speed of that body, it is enough to tell that this person is definitely not a person who practices martial arts in the world, and the direction in which that person appeared, there is no doubt that it is the backyard!

"This person should be the foundation realm monk lurking in the Lin Mansion, and he must have a plan to avoid everyone's eyes and ears and go out of the city in the middle of the night. If you want to turn passive into active, you must risk your life, should you go with it?"

There was a battle between heaven and man in Chang Xi's heart, and his clenched fists were released and clenched several times. Finally gritted his teeth, put on a dark black suit, jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the night.

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Under Mu Fan's feet, the clouds and smoke stepped one after another, and on the bluestone city wall a few feet high, he walked on the ground as if he were walking on the ground, and easily bypassed the guards patrolling the city head and went straight to a barren mountain outside the city.

Looking at his body is easy and freehand, but he is extremely nervous at this time.

He was originally a casual cultivator, and when he passed by Qingyang City about a month ago, he was inexplicably tied up by a strange guy covered in a cloak that night. Leng Buding was brutally kidnapped by someone, even if he was a clay man, he would have three points of anger, not to mention that he was a foundation building realm cultivator? But when he met the man in the cloak, he only felt like falling into an ice cave in an instant, and he no longer dared to move a single bit. He couldn't describe that kind of aura, just one glance could make the spiritual platform in his dantian crumble, so he chose to give in.

The man in the cloak fed him a strange Gu, whether he lived or died in the thought of the man in the cloak. With the gesture and help of the man in the cloak, all the recent incidents in the Lin family were caused by him alone. After the drastic changes in the Lin family, the man in the cloak set up a soul rest array in the backyard of the Lin family, causing the souls of all the old men of the Lin family to fall into a deep sleep. As for Lin Wei, who was already greedy for money and power, and was obsessed with women, just a drop of the ink-colored liquid given by the man in the cloak stimulated all the negative emotions accumulated in his heart. Thanks to the two of them, the Lin Mansion has embarked on a road of no return.

Although the plan went well, Mu Fan still didn't know what the man in the cloak wanted. The month had passed, and the messenger that the cloaked man had left for him was lit up tonight, telling him to arrive on time. The strange Gu life in his body was involuntarily, and Mu Fan naturally had no choice.

The wind in the forest at night was constant, and Mu Fan, who was alert by nature, had a strong feeling of being watched. However, after turning around a few times, I didn't see anything suspicious, and the spiritual power that was dozens of feet away from the body quietly swam around the forest, and I didn't find anything. Mu Fan spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit it out from the air, only saying in his heart that this is the dim moonlight that wants to be yin or not, whether it is sunny or not, and the yin wind that listens to the terrible people in his ears hinder the audition, otherwise, if there is a young person who follows him, can he still hide from him as a foundation building realm monk?

Mu Fan was just about to turn around and move forward, his eyes were attracted by an object, and the horror in his eyes was like a substance, and a cold aura that rushed straight to the heavenly spirit cover shocked him with chills.

In his trembling gaze, a ghostly figure appeared on a hillside less than ten feet away from him without warning. Under the extremely wide black cloak, only a miserable white mask could be seen on the face, and other than that, it was shrouded in pitch black, and the wind rolled up the cloak and hunted, like a hideous clutche. A ray of moonlight peeked out of the dark clouds, but it still couldn't illuminate the ink-stained darkness under the cloak. The scarlet glow flickered behind the white mask, making people shudder.

"Senior, I have come according to the order, what are your orders?"

Mu Fan swallowed his dry throat, trembling and falling down, lowering his head in front of the man in the cloak, not daring to look directly at him.

The scarlet light behind the mask flickered, and the hoarse voice of the man in the cloak sounded in Mu Fan's ears as ugly as the friction of two pieces of rusty iron: "What I want you to do, you have done it, very good." The sound of rusty iron rubbing fell, and the miserable white mask with only two holes in the eyes suddenly twisted out of thin air with a hideous arc that reached the root of the ear, which was extremely terrifying!

Fortunately, Mu Fan kept his head down and didn't see it, if he saw Fang Cai's scene, he would definitely be frightened and unstable. It's just that at this time, the voice of the man in the cloak fell in Mu Fan's ears, which was no less than the sound of heaven, and he hurriedly said: "It's an honor to serve your seniors, how dare you take credit?"

"There's one last thing you need to do, and when it's done, you'll be free. ”

The hoarse voice of the cloaked man was full of temptation and was irresistible.

Mu Fan didn't know that his eyes were quietly crawling with twisted and terrifying black lines, and he agreed in a loud voice.

The hideous corners of the mask on the man's face became more and more terrifying, and he stretched out a withered finger and pointed at the messenger jade slip that Mu Fan grabbed in his hand and said: "The things that are explained are all in the jade slip, if you fail, you don't need to talk about the end in detail." The cloaked man's fingers were raised, and an ugly Gu worm appeared between his fingers, and a wisp of pitch-black spiritual power swirled around the Gu worm. Mu Fan suddenly felt like a lonely boat in the stormy seas, unable to help himself, and could die at any time. Immediately, his feet softened, and he knelt down in front of the man in the cloak and begged for mercy again and again.

"People have to be afraid of death in order to live longer. And unlike some people, since they are not afraid of death, they can't blame others for being buried here. The man in the cloak looked away from Mu Fan and looked somewhere in the woods where there was no one, and hoarse laughter spread through the woods.

Mu Fan, who knelt on the ground, was stunned for a moment, knowing that what the man in the cloak said was not referring to him, who could it be? Who knew that as soon as his thought came to him, a figure swept backwards at a rapid speed among the trees more than a hundred feet away behind him.

There's a third person here?!

"If the news leaks, you're going to die now. ”

The cloaked man's voice in his ears was like a magic sound, and Mu Fan's eyes were already pitch black, and there was no clarity at all.