Chapter 221

"Hum! If you're not careful, I haven't had time to respond. It's a matter of life and death. How can you play tricks? Since Shifu assigned you to my group, you should listen to me."

The tall and thin man always kept a straight face. Although he didn't use spiritual pressure, the fat man surnamed Yu still shrunk his neck and nodded repeatedly. I think he was used to being afraid at ordinary times.

Seeing that he nodded, the thin and tall man was satisfied and looked around: "we have almost searched here, and the spirit driving mirror has no response. It seems that it should not be here."

"Big... Big brother."

After being admonished, the fat man surnamed Yu became more honest. He shouted tentatively. When he saw that the tall and thin man turned his head, he muttered, "why don't we let Shifu and the old man think of a way? The demon ran so fast, and now we have no goal..."

The thin and tall man shook his head and flashed a trace of helplessness in his eyes, but his face was still solemn: "this demon seems to have some strange ability. Even if several martial uncles work together to lock Lei Yun, it can still escape. It can be seen that they have any hiding ability. Now they can only rely on us."

"This is also a kind of experience, younger martial brother Yu, our generation of immortals..."

As soon as he said this, the fat man surnamed Yu immediately glanced his lips, then went on and said, "only with great perseverance and perseverance can we communicate with heaven and earth, sense the truth and prove the road. Elder martial brother, elder martial brother, you have said these words countless times."

He was tall and thin, arched his hand in a certain direction, bowed Yingying, and then said, "this is what my master said to me when I started. It should be right. We friars should remember it."

"Always so serious..."

The fat man surnamed Yu whispered and glanced at the tall and thin man. He was relieved when he found that he didn't seem to hear.

Just then, a slight sound suddenly came out.

"Who!"

They reacted almost at the same time and looked in the same direction.

Now they are on the top of the trees and have an excellent view. However, due to the large number of trees on both sides of the official road, they can only see the trees shaking slightly, but they don't know what it is.

The tall and thin man immediately gave a hand, and a bronze mirror the size of a human face appeared in the palm of his hand. On the mirror, there was dense and hidden in the period, flowing slowly and without rules.

"The spirit driving mirror didn't respond, but I'd better go and have a look for safety."

The thin and tall voice fell down, and his body suddenly turned into a streamer and flew in that direction. The fat man surnamed Yu saw him and hurriedly shouted, "elder martial brother, wait for me!"

After that, his toes were light, and the whole man rushed out, but his speed was much slower than that of thin and tall.

The figure that flashed through the forest was naturally Yang Xuan. He wanted to go around in a big circle to the east of Jiang state, and then return to the capital to inquire about the news of wanlingzong. Unexpectedly, he happened to meet two friars.

His divine sense sensing range is only more than 40 meters now. When he reacts, he is not far from the two people. If they hadn't found it late and delayed for a moment, they might have been hit head-on.

"So fast!"

He looked back. Not far behind him, a streamer quickly drew close, but a few breaths came behind him.

"Taoist friend, please stop. I'm a disciple of Wanling sect. I don't mean any harm if I have something to ask."

Hanging behind Yang Xuan is a tall and thin man. Even if he has run with all his strength, he still can't open the slightest distance. Looking at each other's appearance, he is obviously comfortable.

It is impossible to escape if you continue to run. Thinking of the little panther, Yang Xuan immediately bit his teeth and stopped, while the tall and thin man was in a flash and stood steadily in front of him.

"Tao you."

The thin and tall man arched his hand, looked at Yang Xuan, and said solemnly, "I'm Zhang Zhengli, a disciple of Wanling sect, who came to catch a demon at the order of the school and wanted to ask you some questions."

He stared at Yang Xuan's eyes, and the seeming spiritual pressure came out of his body, which surprised Yang Xuan, but he didn't show it. He calmly replied: "it's Zhang Daoyou. I'm Yang. The name of wanlingzong is like thunder. If you want to ask anything, just say it. I will never hide it."

He tried to make himself look older, and the spiritual power in his body was also distributed under his mobilization to resist the other party's spiritual pressure.

Just then, several sounds came out suddenly.

The ground around them suddenly burst, and the sound of broken dead branches came out. Under the moonlight, the body of a middle-aged fat man appeared.

The fat man surnamed Yu glanced at Yang Xuan, then looked at the tall and thin man, and immediately said, "elder martial brother, isn't this an ordinary monk? Why are we looking for him?"

"Be quiet for a while. I'll ask the Taoist friend some questions."

The tall and thin man said to the fat man surnamed Yu, immediately turned his head to Yang Xuan and asked, "Yang Daoyou, this is my younger martial brother, who came to help investigate this matter."

"One can't see the cultivation, and the middle of the third realm is hard to deal with!"

Yang Xuan secretly said that he was worried.

He is far inferior to the little panther in fooling people. If he accidentally shows his feet, it will be difficult to be good today.

"Yang Daoyou?"

Seeing that Yang Xuan was a little stunned, his thin and tall eyebrows wrinkled slightly, he shouted softly. Yang Xuan just came back to his senses. He said sorry with a ha ha while shouting a little panther to let him become a military division.

"I won't say any polite words. Yang Daoyou, are you a casual practitioner or a disciple of that sect?"

"This..."

Yang Xuan hesitated for a moment and looked embarrassed: "to tell you the truth, I'm a disciple of Sanyuan Qingjing sect."

"Three yuan quiet sect?"

The tall thin man and the fat man surnamed Yu looked at each other. When they saw the color of doubt in each other's eyes, they all shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

Without waiting for them to speak, Yang Xuan continued: "it's just a small sect. It's normal that they haven't heard of it. We live in closed mountains on weekdays and have little communication with the outside world."

"I see."

Thin and tall suddenly realized and nodded.

There are many famous sects in the cultivation world, but there are also many small sects. There are countless hermits. Some just want to keep peace because their strength is too low, while others don't like disputes and devote themselves to cultivation. Although there are not many people, their strength is incomparably strong. Even their Wanling sect has to give way.

Although he didn't believe Yang Xuan's one-sided words in his heart, the tall and thin man still made a slight salute, his face eased a little, and continued to ask, "where does your sect live?"

Yang Xuan pretended to hesitate, but he continued to ask about the little panther.