I only heard the big man say: "Quickly send people to the stations of each faction in Fengyang City, find someone in charge, and say that there is news coming, if you want to buy it, bring the treasure of foot crystal to Guangbaozhai to buy!" The two old men turned around and went out to make arrangements.

Dahan looked at Yu Jian and laughed, what a fortune sent by heaven! In this month, all the major sects have gone crazy looking for people, and every time a disciple from each sect comes to ask for news of the head of the sect.

Just look at the material of this jade slip, but it is a thing in the palace, there is a secret seal behind the jade slip, engraved with a 'brocade' word, it is indeed the seal of the lord of the country, those ordinary scholars will not know about it, just now the secret memory of the national soldier is quite identical, it may be the messenger, peeked at the letter, want to make more money, it seems that this news will not be false.

Dahan laughed for a while, took out ten pieces of jade slips casually, and copied each piece of jade slips with mana, and after copying, he nodded with satisfaction and put them in the storage ring.

Sitting on the chair that Yang Lin was sitting on just now, seeing that the tea had not moved, he knocked over the teacup with one hand. I saw that the charming woman who had just walked out at the door walked in again, holding a new teacup in her hand, and pouring a new cup of tea for the big man.

"You said that the person just now didn't dare to look at you, and the cup of tea just now was not stained, which shows that he is extremely cautious, and I don't know which palace it is. I left a spiritual imprint on the corner of his clothes, and after a while, you can draw a portrait and go to the palace to check this person, if there is no foundation, find a place where there is no one, kill him, take the things back, and a little monk in the Jindan period will dare to come to me to blackmail!"

The woman answered and was about to leave, only to hear the big man scold: "This kid is really careful, my spiritual imprint just now seems to be gone, maybe he found it, and he really burned his clothes." I've been very careful and didn't put the mark on his body, but he still found out, it seems that this person really has some background, you go and check it quickly, just don't show your mouth and cause suspicion!

After the big man finished speaking, he grabbed it in his hand, and the teacup was shattered suddenly, which showed the victory of his anger. Seeing this, the woman hurriedly and softly exited the house, for fear that the big man would be angry and harm the pond fish!

Yang Lin went out of Guangbao Zhai, saw an inn not far away, hurriedly walked in, paid a deposit, and found a room. After entering the house, he changed the mask to a young man's, took off the clothes on his body, threw it directly into the Ferris Ding and burned it, put on a cloth dress that he bought when he was in Iron Mountain City, and looked in the mirror to see that there were no flaws.

Pushing open the window, seeing that there were not many pedestrians on the street, he jumped out of the window incognito, and quickly walked to a secluded place before he became apparent. After checking the materials and spars in the ring with his divine thoughts, he laughed unconsciously, laughed a few times, hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, glanced left and right, and walked towards the west gate with his head down.

Out of the west gate, Yang Lin quickly walked into a wood, hid his figure, waited for a stick of incense, and saw that no one followed. Stealth, he raised his twinkle stick and flew towards the Misty Valley to the north.

Yang Lin looked at the distance, found a forest between the Misty Valley and Fengyang City, dropped the shining stick, took out the bow and arrow given by Ding Xun in the ring, dressed up as a hunter, and suppressed the cultivation with a prohibition, so as not to be suspicious, sat under a tree, closed his eyes and breathed.

Yang Lin didn't know at this time, when he changed his clothes just now, he burned his clothes, but he escaped a catastrophe, how could Yang Lin's cultivation find out the hands and feet of a monk in the late Yuan Infant period.

At this time, Guangbao Zhai had turned the sky upside down, and the bald man in Bai Yue arranged for his subordinates to go to the various places where they were stationed and let people come to buy news, but the people who went came back after a while, and only brought three or four elders of small factions and the like.

These small factions wanted to buy news, but they didn't have so many things, so they wanted to blackmail some famous factions, but they didn't wait until the evening. In the end, his subordinates found out that the disciples of various factions had known the news for a long time and were now assembling outside the city.

When Dahan heard this, he almost fainted, and secretly hated the damn national soldier in his heart, those exchanged things can be used for three years and five years in a sect, which is equivalent to Guangbaozhai's income in the past two years. The Han gave an order, and Guangbao Zhai spread the news, as long as the news of the Northern Jin Dynasty scholar could be found, he would reward 10,000 middle-grade fine stones.

The sky was getting darker, Yang Lin sat under the tree, and saw the sound of breaking the sky from time to time in the air, thinking that all factions had gotten the news of Guangbao Zhai and went to the Misty Valley.

Yang Lin didn't know how many people he saw flying over his head, Yang Lin also slowly followed and touched it, and halfway through, he saw these people flying back again, gathering together as if discussing something.

Yang Lin was afraid that it would be close, which made people suspicious, and walked towards Fengyang City again. At the fourth watch, I saw a group of people flying towards the Misty Valley from Fengyang City, dressed in national uniforms, some stepping on flying swords, some riding spirit beasts, and the group of people behind were all supported by mana, flying towards the Misty Valley.

Yang Lin counted slightly, there were as many as forty Yuan infant monks in the back, and he didn't know how many Yuan infant monks there were in the Northern Jin Kingdom, if these monks all went to attack Qianyuanmen, I was afraid that Qianyuanmen would also be more auspicious!

Yang Lin saw that the countrymen had all flown by, and quietly followed behind, and when he was approaching the place where the various sects gathered, he stopped his figure, found a wood, and hid inside.

I saw that this group of national warriors passed through the gathering place of various sects, and they were not hindered by anything, and rushed all the way to the Misty Valley. Yang Lin thought about it, maybe these people were waiting for those soldiers to bring people back to the palace and then rob people halfway, could it be that the Northern Jin Kingdom already knew that someone was going to rob people halfway.

When he was about to reach the fifth watch, Yang Lin suddenly saw that not far ahead, there was a lot of people, and the sound of shouting came far away, thinking that it might be that those national scholars and disciples of various sects had already started, and he was about to go forward to take a look, only to see a group of people flying here from Fengyang City.

Yang Lin took a closer look, and all the clothes were in national uniforms, and secretly said that it was not good. It turned out that the Northern Jin Kingdom had already prepared, and I don't know if it was a trick to deceive these disciples of various sects or someone revealed the rumors, and after thinking about it for a while, it still revealed more rumors, thinking that if Jia Jing knew, it would be possible to spread the news to the palace.

Yang Lin thought wildly for a while, and saw that after these countrymen flew over his head, he hurriedly took off the clothes of another countryman, put them on himself, and followed these countrymen towards the Misty Valley.

After flying about a stick of incense, Yang Lin saw these countrymen suddenly descend, and hurriedly flew to the top of the tree not far away to look ahead. I saw a group of people fighting in one place not far ahead, and there were slightly more monks wearing national uniforms, but from the melee, from time to time, I saw some monks wearing national uniforms being knocked away or falling to the ground screaming.

Obviously, although there are many of these national scholars, they may all be pill-assisted cultivators, and their foundations are unstable, and they are not as solid as those of the major sects, although there are many people, they do not have much advantage to repel the cultivators of these various sects.

Later, after the national warriors joined the melee, the casualties of the disciples of various sects began to appear, and for a while, some disciples in different clothes were injured or killed, and the gap in the number of people between the two sides slowly widened.

Here and now, only screams and wails were heard everywhere, and I don't know how many monks died tragically in it.

When Yang Lin was watching, he suddenly noticed a person behind him, wearing a brocade robe, with a square face and a wide mouth, and a crown inlaid with ten beads on his head.

Yang Lin looked back, it was not Fang Chong, he was not surprised, and when he saw that there were two national soldiers behind Fang Chong, he couldn't see the cultivation, so he hurriedly bowed down and saluted, "See the prince!"

Fang Zhong just glared at Yang Lin, did not speak, and walked over to watch the battle on the field. I only heard the countryman next to him say: "Which palace are you a countryman, why don't you go to the war last time?" Now you are still hiding here, and you don't go up to kill all these rebellions, otherwise when you return to the palace, I will throw your body into ten thousand pieces into the ten thousand centipede caves." ”

Yang Lin hurriedly agreed, jumped off the tree, ran towards the crowd of scuffles, and when he looked up sideways to see Fang Chong again, he saw that Fang Chong was just staring at the battlefield, and he didn't care too much about himself, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Yang Lin carried the Wind Dance Technique, only moved at the edge of the battle group, and did not suffer any damage, from time to time he attacked the disciples of various sects, or sneaked up on the national soldiers, and flashed to the side when he missed the blow.

Fighting, Yang Lin saw Mo Ran and Shi Yan in front, leaning back to each other to face the enemy, there was blood flowing out of the corner of Shi Yan's mouth, thinking that he was seriously injured, and more than a dozen soldiers fell in front of the two, all covering their eyes, looking as if they were blinded by the light of the double swords.

When Yang Lin was looking, he felt that something was attacking next to him, and he saw the disciple of the early stage of Yiyuan Infancy, who didn't know which sect it was, and the flying sword in his hand stabbed Yang Lin in the abdomen. Yang Lin hurriedly used the turtle pattern of his left arm to cross his abdomen, was hit by a sword, screamed, took advantage of the momentum to fly out of the circle, and took another breath, flew farther away, fell under a tree, motionless, and pretended to be dead.

The person who killed Yang Lin also felt a little strange, looking at the long sword in his hand, there was no silver liquid or blood at the tip of the sword, why was the national soldier shot so far away, he didn't have time to think about it, he drew his sword and rushed into the crowd and stabbed a national soldier not far away.

Yang Lin hid on the ground, only to hear the sound of the melee in the distance was much less, and the screams were heard for miles. Yang Lin opened his eyes, used the shadow beads to separate his true body, and flew to the top of a tree again, only to see that there were many fewer Northern Jin Dynasty scholars in the melee crowd at this time, and the rest were mostly some people who cultivated above the Yuan Infant Stage, and the Jindan period of the National Warriors had been killed and injured!

The disciples of the various sects were also seriously injured, fighting desperately, and fighting with the soldiers of all countries with their profound mana. At this moment, the two sides have just entered the final battle, and the outcome is really not clear, it all depends on who can hold on to the end.

Yang Lin looked at it for a while, and suddenly saw that not far away, a man in brocade clothes was also watching from the tree, it was Fang Chong, at this time, the two national soldiers around him had disappeared, probably under his order, and joined the melee.

Yang Lin was overjoyed for a while, his brows furrowed, and he quietly flew towards Fang Chong with the Wind Dance Technique, and after checking his thoughts, Fang Chong was only a late stage of Jindan's cultivation, and it seemed that most of them were assisted by pills, and his mana was not deep.