Back at the foot of Dawang Mountain, it is obvious that this place is very different.

Before, I only felt that the mountains and rivers were beautiful and the scenery was pleasant. Now I feel that this place is full of aura, and Gu Ling is sure. There's a spiritual vein here.

Little by little, he approached the stockade where the big knife helped.

Before coming, Gu Ling inquired about the news here, and knew that the people of the Broadsword Gang had not left, so he decided to go back and have a look.

When Wang Lin knew that everyone was leaving, he was very unhappy. Especially when he ran to the Wang family, the house was already empty, especially when he knew that the Wang family and his party had left first, especially when he knew that the first batch of people who went down the mountain all fainted halfway up the mountain, and only Gu Ling was missing.

But what made him even more unhappy was yet to come.

On the same day, a man who claimed to be an immortal came to the village and ate and drank nonsense. not only robbed the position of the gang leader of the black knife, but also yelled at everyone.

With some of his spells, he was able to suppress everyone's plan to overthrow him again and again. So much so that later, no one contradicted him again. All those who oppose him will be locked up, and they will all be beheaded for public display today.

Black Knife and the Wang family were the first to bear it, if it weren't for the second elder at that time, that person didn't know that Wang Lin was the son of Black Knife, and he had always let Wang Lin hide outside, which allowed Wang Lin to escape.

Seeing the time slowly approaching, the despair in Wang Lin's heart grew bigger and bigger.

He hated himself for being incompetent, not only did he lose his ancient spirit, but he also couldn't save his parents and relatives.

Because of saving him, the second elder had already died at the hands of that man. He didn't dare, didn't dare to do something he wasn't sure of, otherwise he would be sorry for the people who died to save himself.

Wang Lin has nowhere to go, and he likes to stay by this stream secretly.

When Gu Ling came here, he saw Wang Lin staying here alone, with a sad face.

Even Uncle Erhu, who had always followed Wang Lin before, was gone, and Gu Ling had a bad premonition.

"Wang Lin~" Gu Ling was about to walk to his side, and when he saw that he didn't react, he chuckled in his heart. Could it be that something stimulated it?

"Ling'er, you...... Are you okay......" Hearing Gu Ling shouting to himself, Wang Lin thought he was hallucinating. Looking up and seeing Gu Lingqiao standing in front of him, Wang Lin was speechless for a while.

How do you explain "well, I ......"?

"It's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay......" Wang Lin was particularly excited.

"You don't know, those people all fainted to the ground, but without you, how anxious we we......" In order to find you that day, several of us searched for two whole days day and night. However, Wang Lin did not have the premise of Gu Lingmian in these things.

"Okay, I'm fine, I'm worried about everyone......" No one in the Gu clan has ever cared so much about themselves, and Gu Ling was a little moved.

Of course, in the ancient clan, she has always been a trouble-loving existence, and it is very good that no one looks for her to do anything, and no one seems to worry about her.

"Let's go back...... I miss them all......" Thinking of everyone's worries, Gu Ling also wanted to go back and have a look.

"That ......" Speaking of going back, Wang Lin's face was particularly ugly. That person is so powerful, he is looking for death when he goes back, and Wang Lin doesn't know how to explain it to Gu Ling.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Wang Lin's appearance of wanting to go back but not daring to go back, Gu Ling knew that something must have happened.

Wang Lin knew that he couldn't hide it from her, so he told the matter briefly.

"That gray-robed old man is so powerful, why don't you go to the immortal cultivators for help? There are several immortal cultivators in Qingyang Town, if they are here, they will definitely not let him do evil!"

"How can immortal cultivators be so easy to find, the second elder is because he is going to find someone, and before he can get out of the village, he was burned clean by the gray-robed old man, and there is no trace at all!" That scene was simply a nightmare, and Wang Lin was afraid every time he thought about it.

"Let's go, let's go back together!" If he had been by himself before, Gu Ling would definitely not go back, but now that his mana and memories have returned, he naturally can't see Black Knife and others killed.

"No...... You ......can't go back! Don't be discovered...... "You can only send you to death when you go back, of course Wang Lin disagrees."

"Don't worry, I'm here to keep them safe!" Seeing that he was worried, Gu Ling swore an oath.

"If you go back, you are looking for death, people as powerful as the second elder ......" died so miserably, Wang Lin didn't dare to imagine if it was Gu Ling, if he could stand it.

Just when Wang Lin was stunned, Gu Ling took him back to the stockade in an instant.

In a blink of an eye, Wang Lin looked at Gu Ling and was shocked.

"Shh

Wang Lin covered his mouth, his eyes widened.

"You wait here for me first...... I'll go by myself" Of course, Gu Ling knew how many catties and taels he had, and if he was alone by surprise, he might have a good effect.

But if you still need to take care of Wang Lin, you probably won't be busy.

As soon as I walked near the square, I saw that there were many people gathered here.

"As long as you surrender to me, I will naturally take you to eat and drink spicy food. But if you dare to have two hearts, these people will be your fate!" the gray-robed old man sat on the high platform and looked at the people in the village below. This voice contained the coercion of immortal cultivators, which was not something that ordinary people could withstand.

Many of the people below could not help but tremble. No one can raise their head in such a situation, let alone resist.

"Mortals should look like mortals! If you want to go against me, you are still far away!" The gray-robed old man looked at the black knives tied up in the square and the group of people from the Wang family with disdain.

You still want to grab it from me, but it's really beyond your strength!

Everyone couldn't stand the coercion he had been unleashing, and they all knelt down.

Gu Ling looked at the gray-robed old man, this person's mana was on par with his own, and he was not in the flow. Knowing this, Gu Ling didn't have anything to worry about.

"As long as you obey my orders, there will naturally be a lot of benefits!" Looking at the people kneeling on the ground, the gray-robed old man was very satisfied.

There is a spiritual vein here, as long as you cultivate here, it is completely worthy of the spiritual energy obtained in the Heavenly Sect. That's why he looked at it.

"If you resist me, there is only one way to die! Come on, cut off!" The continuous release of spiritual coercion just now made the gray-robed old man a little unbearable. Otherwise, he would definitely show off his mana again in front of these people.

Just as the big knife was about to fall on the necks of the black knife and the others, Gu Ling took out his hand and got all those knives elsewhere.

Seeing that the knife in his hand suddenly disappeared, the executioner sat directly on the ground in a panic.

"I don't know which fellow Daoist is ...... here" The gray-robed old man naturally knew that this kind of thing could only be done by immortal cultivators.

"Old turtle, how old are you, and you're still making waves here!" Looking at his old appearance, Shou Yuan must have little left.

Compared with the ancient god clan at all, the lifespan of these immortal cultivators is particularly short.

"Hmph" The gray-robed old man was old-fashioned, and his spiritual coercion swept away directly towards the ancient spirit. Although he was just a little girl, he didn't dare to be careless.