"Huh?" Ping Dali listened, looked at Liu Wenfei in surprise, and whispered: "What's the matter, big brother?

"Let's go first!" Liu Wenfei didn't say a word, said in a deep voice, and took the lead in turning around and retreating.

"Hmm!" Although Ping Dali was a little dissatisfied, he had always been the only one who was the only one who looked forward to Liu Wenfei, and he was busy retreating.

Retreated dozens of zhang, and was about to reach the valley mouth.

"Big brother, we finally came over and left like this?" said Ping Dali when he saw that it was safe.

"That's a trap!" Liu Wenfei said with certainty, and continued without waiting for Ping to ask vigorously: " If you look closely, you will find clues, those broken trees or something, it looks like the monk and the demon beast are fighting, but you find it, those traces of tree fracture are almost all caused by a spell, and those blood stains, obviously watered in the past, you think about it, so many blood stains, there must be some demon beasts or people who were killed, left behind, at least some broken flesh and limbs, but there is nothing there, looking at the traces of blood is more like spraying the past. ”

"Oh, it's still big brother, you look carefully, why didn't I see it?" Ping Dali listened to it and said in admiration: "But how can you be sure of a trap?"

"It's because ......!" Liu Wenfei was about to speak.

However, the voice did not fall.

"You little fellow is cunning. A strange hoarse voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"Who?" both of them were shocked when they heard this, and shouted in unison, looking in the direction where the voice came from, but it was empty, and they were even more surprised.

"Who?, hiding your head and showing your tail!" Ping Dali couldn't help but shout.

"In the sky!" Liu Wenfei saw someone coming, and couldn't help but turn pale and said in a deep voice.

A middle-aged monk wearing a white-edged black robe, with a medium stature, a trace of gray aura constantly swirling on his body, a pale and beardless face, black and white hair, looking like he was in his thirties, and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged monk.

"Ning Dan Stage Monk!" Liu Wenfei's heart tightened, he was able to fly with a weapon, only when he cultivated to the Ning Dan stage could he have enough mana to fly with a weapon, this was just a place with an aura, and the appearance of a Ning Dan period monk naturally made him quite apprehensive.

"Wow! This person is so powerful, he can actually stand in the sky and fly, big brother! This is what you call the flying sword of the sword, right?" and Ping Dali exclaimed excitedly, staring at the flying sword at the feet of the black-robed monk, wishing that he could also fly up to try the flying taste of this sword.

And the black-robed monk stared at the two of them, with a look of disdain for the two of them, his eyes were high, and he slowly fell down with the flying sword.

"See seniors. Liu Wenfei looked at the eyes of the black-robed monk, and was displeased, but he covered it up very well, and said to the people who came respectfully, seeing Ping Dali's excited appearance, he hurriedly kicked Ping Dali.

According to the hierarchy system of respecting the strong of immortal cultivators, the ranking of immortal cultivators is all according to cultivation, high-level monks are respected, not the same as the world, according to the age of the generation, some monks are young Ning Dan period monks, some of the monks who are over the age of the cultivation period have to be honored as seniors, these experiences are naturally derived from the memory of the patriarch demon.

Although Liu Wenfei was disdainful in his heart, the other party was better than himself in cultivating immortals, and he was older than himself, so it was not enough to call him a senior.

"Ah...... Ah, see the seniors. Only then did Ping Dali react, and he hurriedly followed the salute and said.

"......!" The black-robed monk waved his hand at this time, and the flying sword under his feet turned into a gray light and drilled into the storage bag on his waist, landing on a big stone more than ten zhang away in front of the two of them, and his eyes moved with gray light, sweeping towards the two, but he did not speak.

Both of them felt that the gray light was very sharp, as if it had pierced their bodies, and they couldn't help but change their faces, and they glanced at each other, Liu Wenfei took a step forward and said without being arrogant or humble: "Senior, may I ask you what's the matter?"

"Yes, yes, you are already in the middle stage of cultivation at a young age, it seems that you two have good talent and qualifications. The black-robed monk said with some excitement, walked over to the two of them with self-care, and continued to ask, "I said, you two, are you monks from that sect or family?"

"We're not ......!" Ping Dali was about to grab the talk.

"We are monks of the Tailin Lin family, my name is Lin Wen, and this is my cousin, Lin Li. Liu Wenfei interrupted Ping Dali's words and directly assumed the name of a member of the Tailin Lin family......

This Tailin Lin family does have this family, about thousands of miles away from this valley, within a radius of thousands of miles, it is also a quite famous monk family, naturally because there is this place in the memory of the patriarch demon, Liu Wenfei took it out and used it, just because he intuitively told him with the memory experience of the patriarch demon that this black-robed monk did not seem to have any good intentions.

"Tailin Lin family?" Hearing Liu Wenfei say this, the black-robed monk's eyes narrowed, a trace of cold light flashed, and he directly had some pale big hands in the depths, and said coldly: "Since you are a member of the Tailin Lin family, then okay, your identity spirit card, let the old man take a look." ”

"This ......!" Liu Wenfei was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and hesitated a little, this identity spirit card is used by the immortal cultivation sect or family to identify whether it is the identity symbol of the person of the family, and it is sealed by extracting a trace of the monk's breath with mana, Liu Wenfei casually pretended to be it, that is really the identity spirit card of the family.

"Hey, our identity spirit card, that's just to look at. Ping Dali also reacted, and shouted with displeasure, he was a newborn calf who was not afraid of tigers, and he didn't know the identity gap between monks.

"Ahh......h

"Hmph! I dare to deceive the old man. The black-robed monk listened, interrupted Liu Wenfei's words, snorted coldly and shouted, After that, the big hand suddenly shook with gray light, and the slightest gray light vibrated out, and the big hand grabbed two gray light hands several feet large, and the shocking gray light shook towards Liu Wenfei and Ping.

"Run!" Liu Wenfei didn't say a word, Chao Ping vigorously shouted, a burst of gray light shook under his feet, and he quickly rushed to the side, and Ping Dali also ran.

But.

The gray light hand that grabbed the two of them swirled violently, forming a strange suction, directly sucking Liu Wenfei and Ping Dali's figures.

"Drink!" Liu Wenfei was startled, the gray light on his body vibrate, and he wanted to break free, but Ping Dali was also struggling desperately, but in front of the monk of the Ning Dan period, it seemed that it was useless, and his body was still dragged back by an invisible force, and the two gray light hands were wrapped around the two of them for a while, directly imprisoning the mana of the two, and they fell heavily to the ground, without the slightest power to resist.

In front of the monks of the Ning Dan period, the two of them were like babies, and they were manipulated by others, and finally Liu Wenfei understood that the memory of the patriarch demon was true, and how the low-level monks had no power to resist in front of the higher-level monks, no wonder the monks had to rank each other by strength, this was not a level of existence at all.

"Want to run?" the black-robed monk said coldly with disdain, his body moved, and the figure that was originally more than ten zhang away came directly in front of the two, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pointed at the two of them for a while, and the two of them were too late to react, and they felt that they couldn't even move, and the speed was so fast that the two of them only saw a black shadow flashing, and they were immediately restrained.

"You, you bastard, what are you doing?" Ping Dali couldn't help but curse and yelled, desperately trying to exert his mana, but he was powerless.

"Senior, what are you arresting us for?" Liu Wenfei was much more polite, and he didn't react at all when he secretly exerted his mana, he exhaled in his mouth, and his heart turned to think of countermeasures, and he asked: "Our kind of cultivation is not in the eyes of our seniors, right?"

"Hahaha! The black-robed monk laughed and said kindly: "Even if you two boys have a good chance, I have a chance to give you two boys." With that, with a gesture of his hand, the gray light wrapped around the two of them disappeared......

"Chance?" Hearing this, Liu Wenfei and Ping Dali were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and asked suspiciously, although the gray light on the two of them disappeared, their bodies still couldn't move.

"Yes, I see that the two of you are not from the Tailin Lin family at all, but a casual cultivator, right?" the black-robed monk said indifferently.

"The seniors really looked at us like torches, and the two of us are indeed loose cultivators. Liu Wenfei listened, followed the other party's words, and guessed what the other party meant.

"That's right. The black-robed monk smiled and continued: "Looking at your cultivation, you have also cultivated by yourself for a while, right? You must know that a low-level monk like you, if there is a high-level monk to guide you, your cultivation can enter the realm much faster than you groped for yourself, what do you say?" ”

"Yes, we have always wanted to find a high-level monk to apprentice, but we have never had the chance. Hearing this, Liu Wenfei somewhat understood what the other party meant, and followed the other party's words.

Indeed, on the way to cultivating immortals, if there is an experienced high-level monk who personally instructs, it will be of great benefit to cultivation, so the vast majority of monks desperately want to join the major immortal cultivation sects, or find high-level monks to apprentice, and to find high-level monks to apprentice, it is not just a matter of good qualifications and character, but it requires a large amount of apprenticeship or some treasures.

However, Liu Wenfei had the cultivation memory experience of the late Jindan Great Cultivator of the Patriarch Demon Demon Najindan, which was his greatest wealth, so whether he apprenticed or not had no effect on him.

Moreover, Liu Wenfei felt that the black-robed monk had set up a trap in front of him, attracting the monk to throw himself into the net, and he personally blocked the road behind his back, so it was not strange that he was tired.

"So, your chance has come. The black-robed monk said in a deep voice, "The old man needs a few miscellaneous disciples recently, are you two willing to worship me as a teacher?"

"Miscellaneous disciple?" Liu Wenfei didn't speak, but Ping Dali's face sank, and he said unhappily: "Isn't that a coolie for you?"

Hearing this, the black-robed monk's face sank, and the coercion on his body was suddenly released, and he said coldly: "Then you are toasting and not eating and drinking?"