Seeing that Lin Sen was impatient, Wang Meng immediately changed the topic and coughed lightly: "If you want to talk about this fourth peak, the Black Demon Peak." This is not a place for people to stay, this peak is also the place where Master Li Ruhai retreats, remember when we first stepped into the mountain gate, the Yin Spirit Soul Devouring Array, this array was done by Master Li. It's okay, don't provoke the disciples of the Fourth Peak, none of those people are human! Of course, you are naturally an exception!"

"The last thing I want to talk about is our fifth peak, Baiyun Peak. Ancestor Zhou Xian's retreat, within the five peaks, Baiyun Peak is the weakest, and he is often bullied by the other three peak disciples, but from now on, I, Wang Meng, don't have to worry about being bullied, Uncle Lin, from now on, you can vent your anger for our Baiyun Peak."

"Okay, lead the way!" Although Lin Sen was a little bored with this Wang Meng, he got a lot of information from this mouth, from the beginning to the present, everything was expected by Lin Sen, except for Zhou Xian's sudden appearance and unexpected acceptance of himself as a disciple, this is worth pondering!

Soon, under the leadership of Wang Meng, Lin Sen came to a building, where the clouds and mist shrouded in it, making it difficult to see the details inside, but faintly able to see some of the exposed carved beams and paintings, it is not difficult to see that the environment here is quiet and elegant.

According to Wang Mengna's understanding, this place is called Baiyun Pavilion, and all the people living in it are Zhou Xian's disciples, and Wang Meng's eldest grandson also lives in it.

And these clouds and mist are a kind of prohibition, and it is not a place for ordinary disciples to enter and exit at will, only the residents in them are allowed, and this is also the treatment that only Zhou Xian's hand-picked disciples have.

Lin Sen's living room is simple, except for some simple seats, only futons for meditation.

Looking at the package sent by Wang Meng on the table, Lin Sen opened it and found that there was a white robe in the package, and there were a few white clouds embroidered on the hem of the white robe.

In addition, there is also a jade slip, and under the slight investigation of the divine sense, this jade slip is the cultivation method of the Hidden Void Peak, and it is only the mantra of the sixth layer of qi refining.

This is not what Lin Sen wants, Mo said that there are only six layers of law decisions, even if there are twelve layers of Qi refining law decisions, Lin Sen still will not be moved. After all, in comparison, Lin Sen felt that the mantra passed on by Ah Gong was much more sophisticated than the cultivation method of Zangxu Peak.

Another one is the Qiankun bag, this thing is no longer new in Lin Sen's opinion, and the internal space of the Qiankun bag that hides the void peak is obviously much smaller than Lin Sen, which is not a level at all.

"Six Gathering Spirit Pills, it seems that this week is quite generous!" Lin Sen had no intention of investigating the Qiankun Bag, but he didn't expect to accidentally find that there were six pills in it, although this Gathering Spirit Pill was much worse than his own Soul Pill, and it was not much use to himself, but it was finally better than nothing!

"From this, it can be seen that Zhou Xian may not have discovered his secret this time, or maybe, this is his temptation?" For the sake of safety, Lin Sen still planned to find a way to consume these pills.

Changing into a white robe, Lin Sen began to meditate, and as for the cultivation exercises, they were still passed down by Ah Gong.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Sen instantly felt a burst of comfort all over his body, and when he closed his eyes, he looked like he was pretending to sleep, and he settled down peacefully.

I don't know how long it took, when Lin Sen opened his eyes, it was pitch black in front of him, and a hazy shadow immediately disappeared in front of him.

Lin Sen frowned slightly, although it was night at the moment, but the hazy shadow, Lin Sen saw it clearly, because in the dark night, he was often quite sensitive to moving things.

"What is this, why is there no awareness under my divine sense!" Lin Sen was puzzled.

Stay until the early morning of the next day.

"Disciple Wang Meng pays a visit to Uncle Lin!" Outside the Baiyun Pavilion, Wang Meng carried some food and said respectfully.

After a while, I saw that the clouds and mist in front of me suddenly dispersed, making way for a passage, and at the end of this road was Lin Sen's residence.

In order to hide people's eyes, Lin Sen specially asked Wang Meng to deliver food once a day, after all, before the rookie disciples did not have any cultivation, they still needed to eat and drink. At this point, Lin Sen's treatment is obviously different from that of ordinary newcomer disciples, those new disciples can only eat and live together at the bottom of the mountain, and do some chores on weekdays, until they cultivate to the valley, that is, they can achieve a state of not eating or drinking, and then they can go up the mountain to practice deeper exercises.

"How long have I been in retreat?" Lin Sen glanced at the food brought by Wang Meng and closed his eyes again.

"Uncle Lin, you have been in retreat for two days, and when my disciple was waiting outside for a long time yesterday, I didn't dare to disturb you when I saw that you didn't respond, thinking that you were practicing in retreat. I'm hungry now, let's get some food!"

"Well, let me ask you, have you ever seen anything strange at night?"

"I really haven't seen this before, at night, our senior brothers and sisters are meditating in the room, but recently, I heard that two more disciples went out at night inexplicably and didn't return all night, and then never came back. It seems that it is better to be careful at night, Uncle Lin, if you are okay at night, don't walk around, this Baiyun Peak seems to be calm, but in fact it hides a mystery!

"Get out!"

"Yes, yes" Seeing this, Wang Meng immediately retreated.

I don't know why, Lin Sen felt bored for a while, and every time he saw Wang Meng, he had an urge to scold! Even if Wang Meng had been gone for a long time, his ears still kept echoing, "Uncle Lin"

"This Wang Meng is really noisy!" Just as Wang Meng left, Lin Sen suddenly felt that Wang Meng was a little different, and he couldn't say what was different.

Looking at the food on the table, Lin Sen still decided to finish eating, he had a feeling that his every move seemed to be under the surveillance of others!

Three days passed quickly, and during these three days, everything was still calm, and Zhou Xian did not appear again, let alone teach any exercises. Then there is the anomaly that appeared at night, and after three days of observation, Lin Sen gradually found a clue.

He decided to take a good look at what the hell this was tonight!

It was night, the moon and stars were scarce, and the cool breeze was blowing. Under the bright moonlight, Baiyun Peak is like a fairy sitting upright, and under the clouds and mist, it is like wearing light gauze and silk fluttering in the wind, which is particularly quiet.

However, in the vicinity of such a quiet immortal mountain, on the opposite side, at the top of the fourth peak, the black evil peak, which was filled with a gloomy aura, suddenly floated out a few wisps of black and inky mist, galloping towards Baiyun Peak like a mad demon dancing.

Just as these black fogs arrived, in the deepest wing of the White Cloud Pavilion, the white-robed old man sitting cross-legged opened his eyes slightly, his eyes flashed with a hint of essence, and he quickly closed his eyes again.

At the same time, as soon as these black mist flew into Baiyun Peak, they immediately turned into wandering spirits and went straight to the residence of the disciples of Baiyun Peak, and one of them even broke into Baiyun Pavilion and went straight to Lin Sen's residence.

When this wandering soul broke into the White Cloud Pavilion, in addition to Lin Sen, the other eight Zhou Xian disciples who lived in the White Cloud Pavilion all opened their eyes from their closed eyes to look at this soul, and Wang Meng's eldest grandson Da was also among them, the moment he opened his eyes, he immediately looked at Lin Sen's residence, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.