Liang Jinyin didn't tell Lin Yuan's matter, she decided to help hide it. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Although it may harm herself, the danger is acceptable. Her move was not only to protect Lin Yuan, but also to protect Yan Kangmen.

Regarding what kind of situation is in the small world, there are many legends circulating in the Thin Smoky Mountain Immortal Cultivation Realm.

In several mainstream theories, it is described as a small world with only seven cities, five mountains, two rivers and one sea. Among them, there are many mortals, and there are slightly fewer monks than in the world.

However, because it is ruled by evil cultivators, there are no righteous monks to check and balance, so although there are few monks, there are many elites. As long as these people are allowed to come to their own world, it will inevitably cause a bloody storm.

The origin of these legends is no longer verifiable, after all, word of mouth, and the deviation is estimated to be huge.

Liang Jinyin can only hope that Lin Yuan can live well in that world and not encounter accidents. As for whether you can come back......

Personally, she didn't want Lin Yuan to return, because it would need to open the door to the world once. What if the evil cultivators there also came?

As for her little monkey, she has completely given up. There is no way, now the situation is like this, everything is based on the stability and unity of the Smoky Mountain.

Duan Qing found Liang Jinyin after the two foundation building monks arrived. She was just about to open her mouth to ask about her brother's whereabouts, but the latter blocked her mouth with her hand.

"Don't ask, I'll go to your mountain gate and talk to you Lu Cactus Gate about this when I have time. Don't ask. ”

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Lin Yuan slowly got up and found himself at the top of a mountain peak. At night, the cold wind blows, and in addition to the squeaky monkeys, there is a huge stone tablet with the word 'forbidden' written on it.

"Where have I been?"

He had asked this question once, but there was no answer.

Just now, he looked at the sky a little, and the question seemed to have some answers, but it was complicated by it. The sky that should be full of stars on this high mountain did not exist at this time, not even the moon. However, the night sky is not completely dark, but glows a faint blue light, which is somewhat cold.

This is not the Smoky Mountains, or even the Central Plains. Lin Yuan had heard many stories with Mr. Storyteller, but he had never heard of a moon in the sky, just as he had never heard of a sun in the sky.

"...... here," he vaguely remembered what Liang Jinyin had said before, "This place is called Xiaoqian World?"

Just when he was busy wondering, a group of men and horses rushed over from under the mountain peak, all of them monks. These people soon came to Lin Yuan, and when they saw him standing under the stone tablet, everyone was angry.

"A bold thief, he dares to trespass on my Yunxiang Pavilion forbidden land. Have you lived enough?"

Lin Yuan frowned and looked at the people, fifteen or sixteen together, all of them were young men and women, all of them were beginner cultivators, and they were cultivating qi. The weapons in his hands were ordinary iron swords, but they were well made and carved with useless ornaments.

"Your name is Yunxiang Pavilion here?" Lin Yuan didn't intend to cause trouble, and quickly explained, "I came here by mistake, not intentionally breaking in. Since this place is the forbidden place of your sect, then I will leave immediately. ”

He said it politely, but the beginner monks didn't give up.

"How can I allow you to come and go at will in the forbidden land of Yunxiang Pavilion! Our ancestor will be here soon!"

"Master?" Lin Yuan grimaced.

Generally speaking, the master ancestor in the monk sect is the title that the highest cultivation in the sect and the Jindan Dacheng will receive. If there is a Yuan Infant in the door, then this Yuan Infant Monk is the ancestor, and Jin Dan is the Great Elder. If Jin Dan cultivation is the highest, there is no title of Great Elder.

This habitual name has been deeply rooted in Lin Yuan's heart. When he heard that there was going to be a Jindan monk to catch him, he didn't even dare to run.

It was so hard to fly in the cloud-turning boat to escape Luo Jianning's imperial qi before, he was just the weakest foundation building period that had just been built. If you run into Jin Dan, escaping can only be a dead end, so it's better to honestly ask for forgiveness. Maybe the other party is a kind and easy-to-talk person, just like the kind-hearted Beidou Daozun that Tu Xingbei once met.

So, he chose to sit down and wait for the arrival of the master. There is indeed a follow-up team, but there doesn't seem to be any Jindan monk among them, and there is no foundation.

Just when Lin Yuan was wondering, this group of Yunxiang Pavilion beginner monks parted the crowd and let out a female cultivator who looked to be in her early twenties, and called her ancestor one by one.

The girl was dressed in plain linen and looked like a mortal from a good family.

As for her cultivation, "Six Layers of Qi Cultivation?" Lin Yuan still thought that he had seen it wrong, or that the person in front of him knew what method of concealing cultivation.

As a result, the senior girl showed the same shock when she saw Lin Yuan, "It turned out to be an evil cultivator of the sixth-layer realm, no wonder you have the courage to attack my Yunxiang Pavilion alone!"

"Evil cultivator?" Lin Yuan hurriedly waved his hand, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, I am a righteous path cultivator." ”

"Nonsense!" the master raised his eyebrows, "How can a righteous monk have such a thick bloody aura as you!"

"Uh......"

He couldn't refute this, after all, he had killed many people before he turned on the teleportation, and he had stayed in the pile of corpses for a long time. It's strange if there's no blood. However, he is confident that the smell on his body is not half as heavy as that of a snail girl.

When the disciples of Yunxiang Pavilion heard that the person in front of them was an evil cultivator, they all showed expressions of surprise and relief.

"It turned out to be the remnants of evil cultivation, no wonder they wanted to come to my Yunxiang Pavilion forbidden land. It must be trying to steal the treasure of our town!"

"Cloud Butterfly Master, it must be like this, please quickly subdue this person!"

Lin Yuan on the side had already taken out his light wind boat at this time.

Although he didn't know what the hell these people were doing with this Yunxiang Pavilion, they would actually let a disciple of the seventh layer of Qi cultivation be the master ancestor, but it didn't matter. Since there was no Jindan monk chasing after him, he decided to run away first.

"Flying magic machine?!"

That Cloud Butterfly Master Ancestor looked shocked, and hurriedly took out a flying sword and shot it over, trying to prevent Lin Yuan from boarding the immortal boat.

Lin Yuan glanced at the tattered flying sword, couldn't help but scratch his head, and casually took out two Qi Gathering Pills and detonated them in mid-air, directly blowing them into two pieces.

This was very common to him, but it blinded the people of Yunxiang Pavilion to take a few steps back, and some of them fell to the ground.

That Cloud Butterfly Master Ancestor even narrowed his eyebrows, and his lips trembled and scolded: "Dog thief, dare to destroy my divine sword!"

After saying this, she grabbed the Fan Tie Sword in the hands of the disciples beside her and rushed towards Lin Yuan.

"Am I dreaming?"

The anomaly here is already very obvious. A sect that is full of beginner monks, a sect that makes the seventh layer of Qi cultivation an ancestor, and a sect that even attaches so much importance to tattered flying swords.

That's right. Lin Yuan felt that he had figured it out, their Yunxiang Pavilion must be quite poor, and they had never seen the market.

It seems that he has been transported to a place that is even poorer and more remote than the Smoky Mountains. (To be continued.) )