Cultivation: My disciples are all big villains

Hearing Wang Yan's explanation, Luo He's eyeballs rolled.

Although he has never been in contact with local monks, from his introduction, Luo He has already noticed something is wrong.

Looking at Wang Yan in front of him, a faint sneer appeared on the corner of Luo He's mouth.

"No matter how powerful the local cultivators are, we are members of the Luanwu lineage after all. Are we still so afraid of them?"

Although he doesn't recognize his identity as Luan Wu, but in this place, Luan Wu's identity can resonate.

Besides, when he was about to enter the fog for no reason, there must have been some unknown things that happened during that process.

According to Luo He's guess, it is very likely that the local monks are playing tricks, and the reason why Wang Yan is unwilling to reveal the truth to himself is probably also the reason.

"Although I know that if I tell you now, you will feel unbelievable, but it is true!"

Seeing Wang Yan's appearance like this, Luo He no longer struggled. His character was originally defiant.

Although I don't know what abilities the local monks have, it did arouse Luo He's curiosity.

"Let me tell you the truth, although the native cultivators are not Shenmo Luanwu, their abilities are even more powerful than Shenmo Luanwu!"

Regarding Wang Yan's explanation, Luo He's curiosity was even more aroused, and he looked up at Wang Yan in front of him.

"Don't bother me, did a local monk show up when I was unconscious before?" Luo He asked directly.

Hearing Luo He's question, Wang Yan froze immediately, and looked at him with surprised eyes.

"This matter...how did you know?"

Seeing Wang Yan's unexpected appearance, Luo He showed that he really did, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

He felt strange at the beginning, although he hadn't been in contact with Wang Yan for a long time, but he didn't need to deceive himself.

But now, everything can be explained.

"Don't worry about how I know, but since you admit it directly, then I know who is behind this matter." Luo He sneered.

Seeing Luo He's expression, Wang Yan immediately waited in his heart.

Although their sealed gods and demons are very afraid of these local monks, Luo He does not belong to the people here after all.

Although he is a flurry of dances, he may not be afraid of these flurry of dances.

Thinking of this, Wang Yan immediately set his eyes on Luo He.

"The local monks are hidden in these mist. I have seen them showing their heads before!" Wang Yan said.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, Luo He was not surprised at all, and nodded with a sneer.

He put his eyes on the mist in front of him, and when his eyes flickered, he immediately showed a sneer.

"Since they are all hiding here, they must be treasures collected by the old man over the years, but I feel sorry for him!"

Luo He's eyes showed pity, looking at the old man's body on the ground.

"This guy has tried his best to collect treasures, but now it seems that it's just a waste of water for Zhulan, and he made a wedding dress for someone else for nothing."

Hearing Luo He's mocking voice, Wang Yan didn't say much, but his eyes were inevitably a little dignified, looking at Luo He.

"Although I know you look down on those local monks, they must have seen us fighting the old man before..."

Wang Yan hesitated to speak, but continued:

"They have all seen us fighting, but they still dare to stand here, so you should understand what I am worried about!"

Seeing Wang Yan's appearance, Luo He smiled helplessly and shook his head. He also knew that local monks would never fight uncertain battles.

Since they have all appeared, they must be absolutely sure, but they have not shown up for a long time, which makes Luo He feel very puzzled.

"Since they have enough confidence in us, but they haven't shown up until now, what do you think is the deep meaning behind this matter?" Luo He asked.

Wang Yan must have dealt with those local monks, so asking him was the most reassuring thing for Luo He.

"I don't know what the meaning is, but it must have something to do with the old man."

Wang Yan's sleeve robe waved, and a drop of blood rose from the old man's head, suspended in mid-air.

With his fingers moving, the drop of blood immediately suspended in mid-air, and suddenly expanded into a bloody light curtain.

Various pictures flowed inside the light curtain, and finally locked on the scene where Luo He and Wang Yan had just entered the valley.

"I am Luan Wu, and I have the ability to go back in time, but it also has great limitations." Wang Yan explained to Luo He, who looked puzzled.

"No matter what restrictions there are, the ability to retrace space is very rare, but I'm a little puzzled now." Luo He said.

Seeing Luo He's appearance, Wang Yan's eyeballs rolled, and his face was a little confused.

But looking at the light curtain in front of him, he resisted the urge to ask, and then motioned Luo He to stare at the light curtain.

"I only have this chance to go back to the space. You watch carefully, otherwise I will just explain it to you, and you may not believe it at all!"

Luo He held back the doubts in his heart, and looked up at the light curtain in front of him.

Within the light curtain, Luo He actually entered directly into the mist, and then horrific fluctuations erupted in it.

With just a few breaths, the inside of the valley was already rumbling with thunder, and when it was heard suddenly, it was as if the sky was falling apart.

Wang Yan also wanted to rush in, but after touching the mist, he seemed to be blocked in place.

An invisible light curtain was looming, so Wang Yan had no choice but to bombard the barrier anxiously.

However, although that layer of barrier is extremely thin, it appears to be extremely strong, and there is no way to break through it at all.

From the perspective of the light curtain, Wang Yan's worried expression could be clearly seen.

Luo He turned his head to look at Wang Yan next to him, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "You still care about me, but what is the origin of that light curtain, so hard?"

Regarding Luo He's question, Wang Yan also shook his head, but still seemed to have lingering fears.

"Although I don't know the origin of this light curtain, according to my guess, it must be the means of the local monks, and it is this barrier that has always allowed the local monks to survive until now."

Hearing Wang Yan's answer, Luo He's face suddenly looked surprised, but he didn't say much, but continued to stare at the scene inside the light curtain.

The scenes in the light curtain flowed very quickly, and by the time Luo He saw the scene inside clearly, the barrier had completely shattered.

But Luo He also came out from inside, but his face was extremely gloomy, and he was still muttering something.

Although there was no sound, but through the shape of his lips, Luo He quickly confirmed what he said.

"The baby was taken away!"

It was obvious that Luo He was very unwilling.

Looking at the scene inside the light curtain, Luo He's eyes seemed playful.

Turning his head to look at Wang Yan next to him, his eyes flickered, but he didn't say much.

"It seems that the local ancient cultivators are behind the scenes, taking away all the treasures treasured by the old man!"

Seeing Luo He's obvious anger, Wang Yan quickly agreed.

"But they are hiding in the mist, it is difficult for us to find their location!"

Seeing Wang Yan's resentment, Luo He's eyes rolled.

After a little thought, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Although I don't know their location, their purpose of coming here is very pure, and it's nothing more than coming for the treasures collected by the old man." Luo He said.

"But the treasures have been snatched away by them, how can we use the treasures to attract them?"

Facing Wang Yan's doubts, Luo He shook his head slightly.

"You're wrong, they haven't snatched some treasures yet!"