"Not only must you stay away from the city, but even the monks on the way must avoid it. ”

He Miaomiao thought of the content of the Nine-Tails Order, and her heart was depressed, but she was helpless.

Everyone in it has marked the price according to the cultivation method, one foundation building period can be exchanged for a thousand lower grade spirit stones, and a bottle of barrier breaking pills, and the golden pill period can be exchanged for fifty medium grade spirit stones, plus a third-order high-grade magic weapon.

She, Bai Muhe, and Li Xiaojiang, because they are the 'culprits' who helped Qinglang get out of trouble, each of them can exchange for 5,000 spirit stones, and if all three of them are taken by the same person, they can also get additional rewards.

Fortunately, He Miaomiao has put away the marks at the corners of her eyes all the year round, and she has never been exposed, and no one in the Tushan clan knows her appearance, otherwise it would not be as simple as finding someone with five thousand spirit stones.

"The Tu Shan clan is disgusting, and when it comes out like this, where can Monk Qinglang cultivate with peace of mind in this realm?" Zijun was very disdainful of their methods.

They didn't want to let go of the monk who escaped from the cave easily, and they would lose their identity if they did it themselves. Using spirit stones as a reward and letting others help solve it, even if it doesn't work out, it can scare Monk Qinglang into panic.

At least in the past few years, Monk Qinglang has indeed been like a lost dog, hiding in a cave and not even daring to come out of the snowfield.

"Alas, let's hurry as soon as possible, arrive drunk thousands of miles earlier, and everyone will be at ease sooner. He Miaomiao sacrificed the remnant sun and jumped up, and Zijun no longer took out the wooden branch, and jumped up.

"Zixuan, do you think the elders will let us live in Dongtian?" Zijun had never seen the elders of the Zi family, and he was a little apprehensive in his heart, "Also, what if he doesn't show up when he gets drunk?"

"He'll show up. He Miaomiao didn't know if the matter of the cave could be accomplished, but she was sure that Zilu would meet them, "When Elder Zilu saw me, he also said, why is it not a junior of the Qingque lineage, if you go, he will definitely be happy." ”

"Really?" Zijun's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but look forward to it, "Then is he strict? ”

He Miaomiao thought about it for a while, and felt that Zilu was stern when he preached, but he was usually very old and young, "It's not strict, it should be easy to talk..."

"What generation do you say they are? Lu Xiu never knew of their existence, and never mentioned them to me. Zijun became more and more curious about the two great cultivators of the Zi family, and he couldn't wait to find out one by one.

But He Miaomiao has only seen the two of them, and even Ziyan Zhenjun, who is in his own vein, is still very dislike to talk, and everything can only be guessed.

"The name of the sub-family is a generation of single words and a generation of double words. We are a single word, our parents' generation is a double word, and our grandfather's generation is a single word. ”

"But our grandfather's generation should have fire in their names, but Zilu and Ziyan Zhenjun didn't have them. It shows that the two of them are at least the ancestors of the generation. ”

"Zilu Zhenjun once said that he lived for 4,000 years, and his age is right. ”

"It's Gao Zu, that's right!" After Zijun heard this, he thought of his father and grandmother, and it was really the same as He Miaomiao's analysis. There was a little irrepressible excitement in her heart, when she came out of the Qinghuan small world, she never thought that there was a living ancestor in the clan.

"If Lu Xiu knew that there were still elders left in the family, I don't know how happy she would be!"

He Miaomiao was not as excited as her, but was a little confused about the unknown, she didn't know what attitude the two elders of the Zi family had towards the Tu Shan clan's hatred.

If they don't care anymore, what should she and Zijun do?

The two elders have been hidden for many years, and the outside has long thought that the Zi family has forgotten and has been forced to forget by the strength of the Tu Shan clan.

But the hatred of killing their father and mother, and the hatred of exterminating the clan cannot be let go of for them.

If the elders think that forgetting is the best, should they obey?

She felt a little heavy in her heart, but she was unwilling to give up hope completely, maybe they were just hibernating, waiting for the right time, what if they could get support if they went?

He Miaomiao fluctuated in her thoughts for a while, but finally calmed down and was no longer immersed in her own speculation.

When everything is met, there will be an answer, no matter how much she thinks about it, it is useless, it is better to take one step at a time, there are always more ways than difficulties.

The remnant sun swept over the mountains, forests, and rivers, bypassing the crowds and cities, and speeding towards the west.

At night, the two of them, who had been controlled separately for a long time, stopped below, ready to meditate and recover for a while.

Just a moment after landing, before he could lay out the formation, there was a sound of spells from the place where his divine sense could be checked.

The two of them saw that the aura fluctuations were only in the foundation building period, so they concentrated on a closer look, and to the east of them, the three of them were working together to besiege two nondescript Buddhist cultivators at the beginning of the foundation building period.

"It's Qinglang Buddha cultivation. He Miaomiao saw that the two of them were mixed with the aura of evil Buddhas, and they were cultivating in the west, so they knew that these two people in the middle of meditation must be the ones who followed He Yangui.

These two Buddha cultivators are higher than each other, and they have the strength to fight back, but they are not ruthless, and they clearly believe He Yangui's tone of not killing and admonishing to be good.

"Save or not?" Zijun had heard the words of Qinglang Buddhism, in Zhongyu Cave, no one liked to deal with them in the past, whether it was a loose cultivator or a child of the sect family.

"No, I don't save it. He Miaomiao's figure disappeared, intending to leave quickly with Zijun.

Qinglang's 'Buddhist cultivators' are stubborn and eccentric, no different from other evil cultivators, and they can't get along peacefully at all, so she doesn't want to deal with them.

As soon as they left less than a stick of incense, the two of them actually met two more people in the middle stage of foundation building, who were blocking one in the late stage of meditation and fighting hotly.

He Miaomiao and Zijun have never recovered their appearance, and when the two Zhuji male cultivators saw them, they naturally regarded them as Canglan monks.

It's just that the words shouted by these two male cultivators made both of them stunned for a moment.

"There are many people in the forest, two fellow Daoists don't compete with us!"

The two didn't know what was going on, but they didn't want to ask much, they just nodded and walked away, and they encountered a similar fighting method after a while.

"What's going on?" Crossing the range of several people's fighting methods again, Zijun asked, "Could it be that you are hunting Qinglang Buddha Cultivator?"

He Miaomiao looked at this situation, it seemed to be the case, but he didn't quite understand the reason.

On the nine-tailed order of the Tu Shan clan, except for He Yangui and other Buddha cultivators in the Ning Dan period, there are no faces of these Zen periods at all, even if these people are caught, they will not be rewarded with spirit stones.

What's more, they are in the range of the Sanxiu Hui, so they will not be hunted down and killed so far.

"Let's take a look..."

This forest is far away from the city, and the monsters are all in the depths of the forest, and there are only monks where they are, and there are strange fights one after another.

"Hurry up and get out of the forest, and return from the Ning Dan period!"

An urgent male voice came from a distance, infused with a large amount of spiritual power, and constantly echoed in the forest.

Even if He Miaomiao and Zijun couldn't figure out the situation, they also knew that there was a high-level arrival, maybe it was He Yangui and others.

"Follow them and get out together!"

He Miaomiao pulled Zijun and followed the constantly flying figures around her, galloping towards the outside of the forest.