mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 341 Yuting
Han Li looked at Lu Yunze warily, as if he was ready to flee at any time.

Seeing this situation, the rest of the people thought of something one after another, and silently mobilized their mana, ready to strike at any time.

From their point of view, Lu Yunze just wanted Han Li to prove himself, but the other party had such a big reaction, there must be some ghosts in his heart!

Thinking about the extremely weird green shadow before, and the evil spirit that Han Li killed with a single sword, God knows if that green shadow had some backhand, trying to deceive them by distracting and changing.

Only Jing Nian glanced at everyone with a strange expression, and then silently stepped back two steps, as if preparing to watch a good show.

Lu Yunze rubbed his chin, lost in the memory of his youth.

"Back then, Lao Han and I fought bloody battles on the battlefield and gained a great reputation. At that time, we both had a famous nickname. Can you tell what this nickname is?" Lu Yunze squinted his eyes, his eyes were not friendly. asked.

When Han Li heard this, his face suddenly turned livid, as if he had recalled some unbearable memories.

"...Ziqing duo?" Han Li asked tentatively.

"Fart! What kind of nickname is that!" Lu Yunze was furious. He dared to put such a vulgar nickname on him.

Han Li glanced at him, took a deep breath expressionlessly, turned his head and walked away.

Today, he pierced through this ghost fog alone!Also stay innocent in the world!
Ling Yuling at the side looked at Lu Yunze suspiciously, and asked curiously: "Brother Lu, what were your nicknames back then?"

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Lu Yunze's mouth, he cleared his throat pretentiously, and said loudly with his hands on his hips, "Ji..."

'Whoosh'!
Lu Yunze only had time to say a single word, and everyone heard the sound of the wind in their ears. Han Li's figure suddenly appeared in front of them, and he kicked Lu Yunze out.

Then the two started the most primitive fight.

Several people looked at each other, and they couldn't figure out what was going on. Only Jing Nian looked at this scene with a smile, with envy, reminiscence, and a little nostalgia in his eyes.

No one seemed to see a figure flashing past in the ghost fog.

……

A few hours later, in a certain garden-like place, patches of unknown exotic flowers and plants bloomed with delicate flowers, faintly exuding a different kind of fragrance, which made people feel refreshed and comfortable. .

There are also seven or eight finely carved jade pavilions, all of which are made of hard-to-find beautiful jade in the world, coupled with the amazing carving skills, they are simply perfect works of art.

The two cooperate with each other to present an extraordinary spectacle, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, as if even the dirt in their hearts has been purified.

It's a pity that there are twenty or thirty monks sitting sparsely in Yuting at this time, and none of them are in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery.

Most of these monks were either pale or blood-stained, and the situation didn't look very good, but their faces were full of unconcealable excitement.There are even some monks who are familiar with each other, gathered together, and are silently communicating with each other, discussing something.

Patriarch Jiyin and Wan Tianming and other Zhengmo Yuanying stage monks are also here, but they are divided into two jade pavilions and are resting with their eyes closed.

And that beautiful woman in white has monopolized a jade pavilion by herself, her gaze is cold and piercing, no one dares to approach her.

In addition, there are two white-clothed old men from Xinggong, who are sitting in the open space among the crowd, silently meditating cross-legged, as if carved in stone and clay, without the slightest sound.

Just outside the entire garden, the gray ghost mist surged like a living thing, but it was blocked by a white light, unable to enter this place.

Suddenly, a ghost fog separated automatically, and a large group of people walked in swaggeringly.

No, it should be said swaggeringly, the only one who walks arrogantly is the one who walks at the front of the line.The others distanced themselves from him one after another, as if they were not very familiar with him.

"Hmph!" Seeing the visitor, the Jiyin patriarch on the side of the demonic path snorted coldly, and his face suddenly sank.

"Oh! Jiyin, you haven't gone to accompany your grandson yet?"

Apart from Lu Yunze, who else could say such words.

Patriarch Jiyin clenched his fist suddenly, closed his eyes expressionlessly and remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lu Yunze could only curl his lips boredly, and looked around at the people in this garden.

Leaving aside the old monsters who were both good and evil, Lu Yunze was a little surprised that there were actually quite a few alchemy monks passing through the ghost fog.

It seems that either these guys are lucky enough, or this year's alchemy monks are all good.

Lu Yunze was still among these people, and saw Master Xuangu in a green robe.

At this time, there was no scar on his whole body, and the old god was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and there was no trace of abnormality.

Lu Yunze just took a look, then found a jade pavilion to sit down with Han Liling and Yuling, and began to meditate to restore mana.

The rest of the people dispersed from each other. Wang Yueying's mother and daughter saw that Jiyin Patriarch and others were present, and they couldn't act too close to Lu Yunze, so they could only find a remote Yuting and sit down.

Monk Jing Nian couldn't see anything unusual, smiled and found a place to sit down at random, picked up the Buddhist beads and silently recited the scriptures.

On the other hand, Yuan Yao looked around, stood a little confused for a while, then gritted her teeth, and followed behind Lu Yunze and the others.

Lu Yunze ignored them, but silently recovered his mana.

The ghost fog is just the beginning, and the later levels are really terrible.

If not prepared enough, even Lu Yunze may overturn.

He didn't realize that just as everyone sat down in the jade pavilion, Master Xuangu not far away opened his eyes, looked at Lu Yunze solemnly, and then continued to cross his legs as if nothing had happened. meditate.

"Chimu Shenguang... Old friend, you have not been wronged." Master Xuangu sighed inwardly.

At this time, Yuan Yao also sat in the jade pavilion.As soon as he sat down, he heard Ling Yuling's voice transmission in his ears.

"Miss Yuan, it's okay to keep up, but can you tell me what kind of trouble you got into?"

Yuan Yao glanced at Ling Yuling in surprise, and found that he was still meditating behind Lu Yunze, and there was nothing unusual on the surface.

"Fellow Daoist Ling is joking, what trouble can I cause? I was in the ghost fog just because..." Yuan Yao hurriedly sent over to try to explain, but before he could finish speaking, his voice transmission was caught by Ling Yuling interrupted.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan, I don't have any other strengths, only good news. I once heard that the young master of the Qingyang Sect, a major sect of demons, died in a strange way, which angered the ancestors of the Qingyang Sect and wanted the murderer everywhere. According to Qingyangmen, that man died at the hands of one of his concubines."

"And that concubine is also surnamed Yuan!"

(End of this chapter)