The practitioners who came to Yunji Town each had their own purposes.

The middle-aged scholar wanted to ask Jing Jiu to treat his family. Since he failed, he would go back naturally.

His back seemed calm, but in fact it was desolate.

I think he won't come here again in the future.

I don’t know who was sick at home, but he must have been deeply in love to come here and leave like this.

Everyone looked at the distant figure and felt sad and sympathy.

But after all, they are all practitioners, and this emotion quickly disappeared. People continued to surround Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin, constantly asking what was going on in Jingyuan.

Zhou Yunmu did not speak, and Lu Jin was helpless and had to explain that the real person would not let him say it, so please forgive me for all fellow Taoists.

Everyone had no choice but to make way.

No one noticed that after the figures of the master and disciple disappeared into the clouds, several practitioners looked at each other and left quietly.

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Morning lights illuminating the turbid water, and winter snow covers the rice fields, making it a beautiful scene.

A few years ago, the sword light cut off all the monsters in the turbid water overnight. People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait no longer have to worry about it. Life is much better than before.

Life is better, and there will be fewer prayers to God and Buddha, and the small hill temples in the countryside are gradually no longer caring about it.

There is an abandoned mountain temple in this mountain. The old tiles carry white snow and the broken walls leak cold wind, which looks very desolate.

Lu Jin opened his eyes and confirmed that the elixir's medicinal power had been completely transformed into true energy, and his injuries were not serious. Looking outside the temple, he was a little worried.

"There are no enemies within twenty miles." Zhou Yunmu said, "You should take a rest."

Lu Jin said: "It's still far from the mountain gate, I don't know what else will happen next."

After leaving Jingyuan, Yunji Town that day, they had encountered three groups of powerful practitioners who blocked the road and robbed the road.

The first ones were three casual cultivators, followed by several evil demons, and the last few masked men may even be the righteous masters of the Sandu Sect.

What these practitioners want to grab is naturally not money, but something that the master and apprentice brought out from the Jingyuan.

Everyone watched them walk into Jingyuan with their own eyes, thinking that they must have gotten something.

Whether it is elixir or exercise, it must be a good thing.

If Zhou Yunmu hadn't had the high level of his realm, far beyond the level of an ordinary small sect elder, and Lu Jin's methods were strong enough, it would be difficult for them to overcome these levels. But they did not relieve their vigilance, because after passing the turbid water, they would gradually leave the scope of Qingshan Sect, and those truly powerful figures might have taken action.

The snow on the tiles of the mountain temple suddenly trembled, then fell down, and piled up on the ground like a waterfall.

Zhou Yunmu took Lu Jin out of the temple, looked at the towering tree in the west, and said, "Fellow Taoist, please show up."

Poured, dozens of cold-resistant magpies flew out of the tree.

At the same time, a gloomy voice came from the big tree.

"It's not necessary to meet. I'm not interested in elixirs, nor am I interested in martial arts. I just want to ask what the man in Jingyuan said to you."

As the gloomy sound spread around, dozens of magpies fell to the ground and died.

Hundreds of dead fish floated out of the turbid water below the cliff and were quickly washed downstream.

Looking at this scene, Lu Jin looked slightly stern. He knew that this evil cultivator was extremely powerful and did not know whether his master could beat the other party. Zhou Yunmu knew very well that the other party's realm was above him and said expressionlessly: "A person like you actually appeared near Qingshan. Aren't you afraid of death?"

“It’s already far from the green mountains.”

The evil master hiding in the big tree said, "And how could Qingshan Sect take care of Yunji Town? You are the ones Jingyuan is interested in. Maybe Qingshan Sect wants you to die. The most important thing is that I just want to know what the one said to you. Is this also a sin?"

Lu Jin looked at the big tree and said in a deep voice: "What if we don't say it?"

The voice of the evil master became even more gloomy: "That... is a sin, I have to ask you to die."

As the words came to an end, the magpies falling on the cliff suddenly bounced up and exploded into dozens of blood mist in the air.

Dozens of black smoke emerged from the blood mist, with an extremely pungent fishy smell and evil spirit, and even the beautiful morning light could not be dispersed.

Dozens of black smoke surfed towards Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin like ropes, at a speed as fast as lightning.

Lu Jin took a few steps forward, his cold face full of solemnity, and dozens of flames emerged from his white Taoist garment, blocking the black smoke.

Zhou Yunmu stood behind Lu Jin, waved his hands in front of him, and a golden light shone out from his chest and abdomen, and a villain appeared in between.

With the sniff, the flames were extinguished in an instant. Xuantian Sect's most powerful fire-type technique could only block the opponent for a while.

But in this moment, Zhou Yunmu had completed the arrangement of Taoism, and used his Nascent Soul stage cultivation to sprinkle pieces of golden light and began to compete with the black smoke.

The smell of burnt everywhere on the cliffs. The broken mountain temple quietly turned into ruins under the competition between the two strong men. The black smoke filled with evil spirits and blood sucked the golden light at a speed visible to the naked eye, getting closer and closer to Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin's bodies. As they were about to swallow them after a few more breaths.

"You go with your things first." Zhou Yunmu said calmly, with no fear in his eyes.

Lu Jin knew that his master was going to use Nascent Soul to die with the other party, and even if he couldn't, he had to buy time for him. His heart was a little shocked, but he prepared to leave without hesitation.

Suddenly, a light blue sword light flew quickly from behind the ruins of the mountain temple, rubbed Lu Jin's body, and stabbed into the black smoke.

The light blue sword light was obviously extraordinary, with a sharp sword intent, but extremely peaceful. It was in line with Zhou Yunmu's Taoist Dharma, and it immediately blocked the black smoke.

The person who came has a strong realm, maybe not as good as the evil demon in the big tree, but is about the same level as Zhou Yunmu.

The evil demon was sure that the person who came was a Qingshan disciple who was traveling to the wild realm. He couldn't help but be shocked and thought to himself that Qingshan was so far away, why did it come so quickly?

The Qingshan disciple who was visiting the wild realm was not his opponent, but he did not dare to stop any longer. He put away the magic weapon and wanted to leave through the air.

At this time, the sky above the big tree was really broken!

More than ten cold or domineering sword lights fell from the sky!

The realms of those who cast swordsmanship are different. Some are in the wild realm, while others are in the Wuying Realm, and they are not opponents of the evil powerhouse.

But when these more than ten sword lights combined together, they showed unimaginable powerful power!

"Qingshan Sword Formation!"

The evil master shouted desperately and unwillingly.

Countless sword sounded.

The towering tree disappeared.

Whether it is the leaves of winter, the bare branches or the bird's nests among the branches, they all become fragments, and a grave several feet tall piled up on the ground.

The corpse and demon baby of the evil master were also broken into unconscious fragments, scattered in this grave and could no longer be combined again.

More than ten Qingshan disciples fell among the cliffs.

Zhou Yunmu expressed his gratitude to everyone and reported his identity.

The first disciple of Qingshan who set out his sword had a gentle expression and extraordinary demeanor, and said, "Two Forget Peaks, cross the Nanshan Mountain."

Passing Nanshan is the first disciple of Qingshan. He is very famous in the world of cultivation. Zhou Yunmu and Lu Jin naturally know that they will meet again.

After crossing Nanshan, he looked at Zhou Yunmu, he was silent for a while, but finally asked nothing, and said, "The road is long and long, two fellow Taoists take care of you."

Zhou Yunmu knew what he wanted to ask, and also understood why the Qingshan disciples looked at him with a weird look, and smiled and said, "I won't give it to you."

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The turbid water continued to flow eastward, as surging as usual, as if I had never seen the previous scene, and of course I might have seen it a lot.

After crossing Nanshan, he looked at the two figures that disappeared in the distance and said, "It is really not easy for such a small sect to have a powerful man in the Nascent Soul stage."

Gu Han said: "Or they have been in touch with there for a long time."

After crossing the Nanshan Mountain, he turned to look to the south, silent.

Yunji Town is there.

As Jing Jiu left, the order of the leader was naturally ignored. The disciples of Liangwangfeng Peak finally could not leave the mountain without waiting until the Sea Breaking Realm.

These days, the disciples of Liangwang Peak have been inspecting all over the south as before.

Intentionally or unintentionally, I focused on Nanhezhou and Zhushui.

The same sentence.

Yunji Town is here.

Gu Han naturally understood what his senior brother meant. Looking at the invisible town in the distance, he said a little annoyed: "It's known to everyone in the world, is this a seclusion?"

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Under the cover of clouds and mist, the mountains, streams, flowers and trees are like fairylands, but the house is still invisible.

The flowers and trees were disturbed by the wind, and the stream water blew. Zhuo Rusui returned to the courtyard with the swallowing sword and said to Zhao Layue: "It's okay there. Next, go from the turbid water to the north. As long as they are only in Yu County, there should be no problem. I have notified Su Ziye."

Zhao Layue didn't know what Jing Jiu said to the master and apprentice, and said, "It's very good."

Gu Qing said, "The results of the roller blind man's investigation have also come out. The middle-aged scholar named Cheng Ruqing. He had studied in a Maozhai for several years. Later, somehow, he went to Dongyidao with his wife and tried to practice dual cultivation. Some problems occurred. His wife was seriously ill and it was difficult to cure her. This person should have nothing to do with Taiping."

Zhao Layue said: "The relationship between husband and wife is very good?"

Gu Qing nodded, and after a while, he said, "His wife is an ordinary person."

The people in the courtyard were silent.

When a practitioner gets married to a mortal, there will be a problem that cannot be overcome.

That means that no matter how good your relationship is, you can't live long until you grow old.

The middle-aged scholar left Yimaozhai and took his wife to risk practicing the secret method of Dongyi Dao, but he was reluctant to leave.

"Does Uncle Master know about this?" Zhuo Rusui asked.

Zhao Layue said: "When he saw the medical case, he should have calculated it."

Zhuo Rusui said: "The New Year will be held in a few days. How to arrange it? Should I ask him if he wants to eat sea beef from Penglai Island?"

Zhao Layue said: "He is in a bad mood recently, don't bother him."
Chapter completed!