I heard the voice of the enemy

"Is there no one there?" There was a faint cry in the boy's voice, and he couldn't tell if he was crying or not, but the voice was indeed getting closer.

The expression on Yue Cang's face changed, and he assumed the gentle look of that day again, and stepped forward a few steps.

With the tactic between the hands, the last bit of purple behind him dissipated in the forest.

"Ah! There are living people!"

He had just finished all this when the owner of the voice exclaimed, and a familiar young man appeared in front of him.

It's been a long time, but the boy hasn't changed a bit.

Yue Cang frowned unobtrusively, carefully sizing up the boy's appearance.

"It's actually you!" Le Zhixing exclaimed, as if recalling Yue Cang's turning a blind eye back then, the young man showed a somewhat angry expression.

Yue Cang finally confirmed that time seemed to have stopped on the well-cultivated young man in front of him, not because of the Zhuyan Technique, but more like some other reason.

"Why are you here?" Yue Cang said softly, this forest may not be considered dangerous for the cultivator, but it is definitely not a safe place for the young man in front of him.

When he came, he had carefully dealt with the traces left by him, and also deliberately noticed that there was no strong aura around him, but ignored people like Le Zhixing who had no cultivation base.

Or maybe, this boy has some way to keep him from noticing him.

Thinking of the man surnamed He that day, Yue Cang looked around calmly, his consciousness sweeping around.

It was the boy who curled his lips and interrupted with a word.

"He's not around here."

"If he was here, I wouldn't ask for your help." Le Zhixing snorted, apparently the day when he was desperate for help left a deep impression in his heart.

The vicissitudes of life did not speak, and the boy's body did not show any abnormalities, but he himself was like a mystery, with countless strange things.

"Sure enough, there are no good people in Moxiu." Seeing that he was silent, the young man muttered, but moved a little closer.

It seemed that before thinking about it, Le Zhixing didn't dare to get too close, and when he got closer, he consciously stopped.

Yue Cang heard the other party's vague murmur and said softly, "You know I'm a demon cultivator?"

Le Zhixing rolled his eyes, maybe it was because he failed to be good last time, but this time the boy's escape as always did not please Yue Cang. So perfunctory, didn’t you intend to hide your identity? Zhiling people have all kinds of rare treasures, but Zhiling people also practice immortality. You obviously have cultivation bases and body protection formulas, but they don’t apply. When you meet Senior Brother Xie, you still want to pretend Ordinary people, who can cultivate but are not immortals, aren't they demon cultivators?"

Yue Cang smiled, it was just nonsense, and he was not annoyed at being exposed so easily by the young man.

"Need me to take you out?" Seeing the boy approaching in front of him, Yue Cang casually mentioned it.

At the next sentence, the young man's eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, as if he was afraid of being left behind, the address at the bottom of the box was dug out again, and his voice was very loud: "Please, Master!"

Yue Cang didn't care about the address of the other party, he stretched out his hand to hold the boy and turned outward.He had to go back to find Xie Qingwei in a hurry. If someone found out that he had left without permission, many things would be unclear.

Yue Cang was in a hurry to go back, and the boy was happy to be led out by others. The two of them went all the way back, but they didn't notice. There was some movement from another direction in the forest, and at the same time, there was a faint howling of animals in the center of the forest.

Throwing people back to the sect along the way, Yue Cang set off for the meeting point, and boarded the chariot before the vulture landed.

"Is the matter settled?" Hearing the movement, Xie Qing slightly raised his eyes, put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at the person coming.

Yue Cang responded in a low voice and then sat down, continuing the previous chess game with him.

The black and white pieces are staggered on the chessboard, he goes first with the black, and Xie Qingwei follows with the white.

The chess game for a long time has already made the chess pieces densely cover it, the better the memory is, the more he realizes that the chess game in front of him is different from when he left.

Looking up at the fairy, the man who was as cold as the moon was watching the chess game quietly, as if he was thinking, and his calm and breezy appearance didn't seem to care about the outcome in front of him.

Yue Cang pursed his lips and smiled, looked at the chessboard again, and dropped the piece.

The place where the vulture landed was the place agreed by the cultivators, and there were already people waiting for it.

The huge bird feathers stretched and gathered, and landed on the ground with the sound of the wind.

The yellow shirt cultivator stepped out first, he smiled softly, with a warm face on his face, but before everyone saw his appearance, he turned around and faced the vulture and waited for them.

Xie Qingwei then walked out, and after exchanging glances with the yellow shirt cultivator, he stepped forward to stand shoulder to shoulder with him.

The two of them went out together, their cultivation base was profound and their bearing was extraordinary, and they attracted the attention of all the cultivators almost instantly, not to mention that this was the vulture from Tianxuanzong.

"Thank you Immortal." Xiantong stood by the door and shouted loudly.

A spirit crane flew up and waved its wings, the road was out of the way, and the door lit up as a welcome.

Yue Cang was not old enough to have such a welcome ceremony, but he walked beside Xie Qingwei and stepped on the passage together with him.

Xie Qingwei didn't show any displeasure on his face, instead, he stepped sideways to make way for Yue Cang to be side by side with him.

Many cultivators who came here with the intention of watching the excitement all moved their eyes slightly, but their discussions were much quieter.

"Is your magic energy suppressed?"

The man's faint voice resounded in his mind, different from being heard inexplicably before, this time it was through the secret technique of sound transmission.The expression on Yue Cang's face did not change, and he looked at the surrounding crowd and the Xianmen who were getting closer with a light smile.

"Naturally." He responded softly to appease.

In fact, the black and white energy in the body is chaotic, which is really not good.

But this door, he still has a way to deal with it.

"This is not an ordinary door. It has the function of identifying spiritual roots, and can also identify the existence of demon energy. It is only used for the aptitude test of the sect's apprentices. There are so many people now. If we are not [-]% sure, we can adopt other methods to pass. " Xie Qingwei slowed down and continued to remind softly.

Emotions flashed across his face, and Yue Cang noticed the hesitation in the other party's eyes almost instantly, so he simply stepped forward and grabbed Xie Qingwei to speed up his pace.

The movement of holding the hand seems subtle, but it is extremely obvious to everyone who has been paying attention to the two of them.

Yue Cang ignored it, and just led Xie Qingwei into the door amidst the whispers of the crowd.

Still suspecting that everyone he saw was talking about it, so he didn't notice the purple light flashing past in the formation of the gate, only one person frowned slightly, but turned his head away the next moment.

"Feng Yan." The man's voice sounded low, with a bit of dissatisfaction.

The man in the blue shirt lowered his eyebrows and stood back beside him, but he carefully remembered the two names Xie Qingwei and Yue Cang in his heart.

Immortals kept coming and going, even though the Tianxuanzong where Xie Qingwei and Yuecang belonged had a certain reputation, but in the days when the various sects gathered, naturally there were other concerns.

After the two stepped into the gate, the people who were really qualified to enter here were not as curious as the disciples outside, most of them glanced at them and then looked away.

Only then did the two people let go of their handshake, Yue Cang saw that Xianxiu looked serious, his voice was cold but could not hide his worry: "Just now..."

He started talking and then stopped, but Yue Cang was very clear about what the other party wanted to say.

"At that time, everyone's attention was attracted by our actions, and no one noticed that little strangeness." He comforted softly, but in his mind, he recalled the glance he had just glanced at.

The cultivator named Fengyan obviously noticed something, but he is not a talkative person.

Yue Cang subconsciously observed the position of the man, and then looked back at Xie Qingwei.

Xianxiu obviously didn't believe his words, but he didn't mean to take too much care.

The two reached a consensus silently.

The fairyland specially opened up for the sect general election looks like a very lively street, with many immortals coming and going on both sides, and there are many shops on the street.

In fact, when you walk closer, you can find that the streets that seem to be close are just images projected with the help of formations. Once you want to step into them, you will be transported to a specific place by a special formation.

There are many small businesses and shops, but there is only one inn.

The attic on the side of the arena looks exquisite and small, but it is higher than the shops lined up, and you can see the plaque on it from a distance.

The Yuqiong Pavilion written in big gilt characters seems to be a very literary name, and it smells like powder when you walk up close.

"Everyone, why don't you go into the shop and take a look?" The one who spoke was a woman, who was leaning lazily by the door, as if she didn't care whether there was any business at all, holding a long dry pipe in her hand, Slowly spit out a cloud of white smoke.

"She is from Yuandian, and the thing in her hand is an object from another time and space." Xie Qing explained softly, and took the initiative to take a step forward.

The common currency in this territory is spiritual stones. Xie Qingwei has a lot of savings and mostly uses high-grade spiritual stones, but at this time, when he came to the woman, he gave a whole bag, let alone hundreds of them, and his attitude was even more peaceful: "One upper room."

The woman took the bag and only weighed it for a while, then raised her eyebrows slightly, took out a jade plaque with one hand and handed it to Xie Qingwei, without counting the number, without shouting for new customers, and leaning lazily by the door again, He looked at the cyclists passing by with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

"In our store, we have everything." The woman smiled slightly, her bright red color added a bit of charm to her face, and the deliberate and ambiguous words seemed to have moved many people. , but it also made more people sneer and even look coldly at Xie Qingwei and Yue Cang who had already paid the "rent".

"Since the two young brothers are destined people, we will not intentionally disturb others." The woman looked at the eyes of the people around her, and then she seemed to have suddenly noticed Xie Qingwei who had taken the jade card but hadn't left yet. Her words were ambiguous, as if implying something.