Marry Long Aotian

Mo Yang didn't actually see what happened, he only knew that there was a golden light around Yan Lingyun, and then it disappeared quickly, so he quickly thought it was an illusion.

But he vaguely knew what happened, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and let go of the clothes he was holding.

Yan Lingyun asked: "Why are you here?"

Resisting the pressure, Mo Yang whispered, "Didn't you say you have to practice hard?"

A trace of anger appeared on Yan Lingyun's face: "It depends on the time to practice diligently. You have no cultivation level. How do you write the word "seeking death" in the secret realm?"

Mo Yang also knew that he was in the wrong, so he obediently received the scolding while standing, and hugged his thigh tightly.

Seeing him like this, Yan Lingyun didn't want to train him anymore, after all, Mo Yang had nothing to do with him, and he couldn't even be called a fellow student.

He frowned, turned and left.

Mo Yang followed behind him.

Yan Lingyun walked, he followed, Yan Lingyun, he also stopped.

Even though the young man didn't say a word along the way, Mo Yang knew that he didn't really want to abandon him, because if he wielded a sword, he couldn't catch up.

It's just that tonight he was already very tired, and he followed closely behind, and he began to pant after a while.

After half an hour, Yan Lingyun stopped.

He seemed to have nothing to do with Mo Yang, so he quietly asked him to collect firewood.

Mo Yang's eyes lit up for a moment, and he thought he was a professional match, so he went to pick up firewood with a groan.He didn't dare to go far, so he picked up fallen branches nearby.

There were still two hours before sunrise, and when the sky was at its darkest, Mo Yang sat obediently on the side after picking up a handful of firewood, looking at Yan Lingyun.

Without saying anything, Yan Lingyun ignited the fire with a flick of a finger.

Before sunrise, the woods were shrouded in thick fog, and it was too dark to see the five fingers. The sky seemed to have changed, the wind was getting colder and colder, and the whole forest was whistling faintly.Mo Yang vaguely heard some voices in the woods, but he didn't dare to look back.

"Has the sky changed?" Mo Yang asked in a low voice.

"Yeah." Yan Lingyun casually glanced into the darkness, and said after a while, "Stay closer to me."

"Oh." Mo Yang happily moved the small rocks under his buttocks and sat down next to Yan Lingyun. He immediately felt very safe, put his hands together beside the fire to keep warm, and unconsciously raised his eyebrows and eyes.

Because he lost all his baggage, he had no food to eat, but Mo Yang was smart and carried the Bigu Pill in his bosom in advance, so he didn't feel hungry after eating one at this time.

Yan Lingyun took a sip of wine from time to time, and Mo Yang couldn't help but take another look.

"Want to drink?" Yan Lingyun asked, but saw the young man shook his head.

Mo Yang doesn't know how to drink, he just thinks that Yan Lingyun's appearance of drinking is very chic, and he is the starting point protagonist in his imagination.

And how big is his wine gourd, won't he finish it?

Yan Lingyun said, "You collected too little firewood."

Mo Yang's face turned red immediately, this was already his best performance in gathering firewood, but looking at the fire, it had only been burning for a while, and half of it had been burned, so he could only keep silent.

"Then I'll go pick up some more?" He said so, but suddenly a gust of cold wind blew from behind, and Mo Chao was terrified from the cold, and unconsciously moved a little closer to the young man.

Yan Lingyun didn't ask him to collect more firewood, but threw a bead into the fire, and the wobbly fire suddenly became brighter and stronger, and the surrounding area was obviously much warmer.

Mo Yang rubbed his hands together, his eyes became brighter.

The surroundings were quiet for a while, and the howling sound of the forest being blown by the wind seemed to gradually fade away. Mo Yang sat for a while, the pain in his body gradually became numb, and he couldn't help but started to yawn.

Of course he didn't dare to lean on Yan Lingyun, but leaned against the tree behind him, his eyelids gradually clenched.

But it was always in his heart, and he didn't dare to close it completely. When he stared blankly, he stared blankly at Yan Lingyun.

Yan Lingyun was always looking at the fire, his black eyes were illuminated by the fire, and he seemed a little gentle.

Mo Yang heard him say, "Go to sleep."

So he instinctively felt relieved, unconsciously closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

***

While Mo Yang was sleeping soundly, the other side was not so lucky.

The panicked Zhao Tong met Du Hui on the road, and Lu Wei, the last person in the camp.She couldn't help crying with joy, and finally felt the reality of escaping from the sky.

Facing the questioning of the two, she just showed a sad look and shook her head in silence.

Du Hui and Lu Wei didn't dare to press her, and guarded her side carefully.

"Let's go back to the camp first," Du Hui said, "and then make plans."

Luvy agrees.

The three of them went back the same way. Du Hui and Lu Wei kept comforting Zhao Tong on the way.She listened to Du Hui's uninterrupted questioning, she couldn't refuse directly, so she changed the subject at random: "Fellow Daoist Du, how long will we be there?"

Du Hui smiled: "The fairy is tired? Don't worry, we will soon..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped himself.

Lu Wei asked him: "What's wrong?"

Du Hui stood in place, looked around, his expression gradually became bad: "Do you feel that the fog is too heavy?"

The two felt their hearts skipped a beat before they noticed their surroundings. Except for the light from their hands, the woods were already invisible, and the whole world seemed to be shrouded in mist.Without Du Hui's chatter, they heard the howling of the forest in the dark.

Heaven has changed.

"Let's go back quickly." Zhao Tong's face was pale, "Let's go quickly."

The three of them lost interest in chatting, and with luck, they rushed through the forest with aura, looking forward to returning to the camp soon.The camp has a defensive array left by Meng Di, which can withstand attacks below Jindan, making it a hundred times safer than outside.

But the forest was getting darker and darker. Du Hui, the leader, was sweating profusely. He couldn't tell the direction. Logically speaking, the camp should have arrived long ago, but now there was no sign of it.

Even with the magic light on, he almost hit the tree trunk.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard Zhao Tong shouting from behind: "Fellow Daoist Du, haven't you arrived yet?"

"Not yet!" Du Hui didn't dare to say that he was lost, so he reluctantly answered and continued on his way.

After a while, Zhao Tong shouted again: "Fellow Daoist Du, haven't you arrived yet?"

Du Hui: "Not yet!"

But the more he walked ahead, the more something went wrong. When he stepped on the swamp, Du Hui couldn't help being taken aback.

Around the camp, no, is there a swamp in this forest?

Even if he is a monk and his body is as light as a swallow, he still feels like falling when he steps into it.

Du Hui flinched, and turned around to discuss with the other two: "Too bad, I..."

But it was so dark behind him that there was no sign of Zhao Tong and Lu Wei at all.

"..."

The forest undulated and roared like countless hideous tentacles, Du Hui's face became paler and his lips trembled.At this time, he heard a voice still coming from far behind:

"Fellow Daoist Du, haven't you arrived yet..."

……

Mo Yang heard an extremely shrill scream in his sleep, like a person who saw something extremely terrifying before dying, even though his consciousness was blurred, his instinct made him wake up suddenly from his sleep.

And the next moment, Yan Lingyun raised his hand to instantly extinguish the fire, took a step forward, covered Mo Yang, and covered his lips.

Mo Yang didn't react at first, but when he heard the screams coming from nowhere, he nodded his head like a drum, without making any sound to hold him back.

He listened anxiously, and subconsciously grabbed the clothes on Yan Lingyun's shoulders to seek shelter.

Yan Lingyun paused, but said nothing.

Although the screams were shrill, they soon became silent. Mo Yang discerned carefully and heard the faint roars of beasts in the darkness. The air seemed to vibrate, which was very terrifying.

Yan Lingyun was not surprised.

He himself came to this forest looking for a vague premonition. According to the map, it is inferred that this is the southeastmost part of the secret mountain of Tibet.

In other words, none of the monks who came here got out alive.

What's more interesting is that the trees here are arranged in a formation, and the rank is not low.It's just that due to the upper limit of the secret realm, it doesn't have the one-ten-thousandth power it should have.As long as the secret realm is opened, the rules of the small world inside will be assimilated by the big world. The secret realm of Tibetan Mountain is restricted by the rules of the lower realm, and there are few monsters that exceed the golden core and spiritual herbs that exceed the mysterious rank.

The air seemed to be stagnant, chilling to the extreme, Mo Yang always felt that something was looking for them, as if he was being stared at by a tiger, his body trembled physiologically.

Suddenly, Yan Lingyun embraced him with one arm, pressed his waist tightly, and jumped up from the ground!

Mo Chao held his breath and stuck close to him, only to feel a flicker in front of his eyes, a ferocious animal face full of flesh and blood, appeared in front of them in the blink of an eye!

With a roar, the huge beast's palm came straight at him. Seeing that Yan Lingyun was unable to dodge in mid-air, he suddenly turned around and stepped on the joint of the beast's palm as lightly as a wild crane.

"Sword come!"

Yan Lingyun unsheathed the ancient sword behind his back. His sword was extremely simple, without a fringe, just like the iron swords commonly seen on mortal vendors, and even the brilliance of the sword was gone.But once it is out of the sheath, it is Tao.

The rhyme of Taoism is revealed, and the name of the sword is Baopu.

Baopu sword left, and confronted the chasing monster, one side was majestic monster power, the other side was monstrous sword energy, the two were on par with each other!

Mo Chao also recognized the monster that chased them down, it was the white ape that traded herbs for his pancakes!

Tier [-] Monster Beast, Golden Core Stage!

At this time, the white ape completely lost the previous leniency towards Mo Yang, and obviously regarded him as an enemy.The murderous intent was shown equally without discrimination, the appearance of the law was revealed, the figure swelled several times, and the demon power was even stronger.

The white ape had obviously fallen into a rage, and after a rough fight, Yan Lingyun stood up with his sword, instead of fighting it head-on to death, he avoided its edge with Mo Yang.

But there are restrictions in the forest, even Yujian can't fully lift into the air, and can't fly over the top of the tree.The white ape quickly chased after it. It was already good at speed, and it was only a thin line away from them several times.Yan Lingyun didn't feel flustered, he just spun up and down, his sword control skills were superb, and he was always ahead of him.

The difference between Huayuan and Jindan can be said to be worlds apart, the alchemy can only be formed after the catastrophe, and its cultivation is a thousand times better than Huayuan, not to mention that the white ape is very likely to be the peak of the fourth order, Yan Lingyun has been around for so long but has not seen any damage, It's already a horrible thing.

The enemy chased him back, with unparalleled agility, but when he turned back, he made a sword with his bare hands. The white ape had no choice but to back away, but there was a horizontal sword wound on his body.

It gets more and more irritated.

Mo Yang felt like he was riding a roller coaster, but in order to reduce the hindrance to the young man, he didn't dare to move.

Yan Lingyun spent half a day on the white ape, the white ape was out of breath, and his berserk attitude gradually disappeared, but he still pursued him relentlessly.

Yan Lingyun frowned slightly.

Ahead is a cliff, very wide.

The roar of the white ape became more and more intense, and Yan Lingyun was forced to go straight through, but his brows became more and more tightly frowned.Sure enough, as soon as he rushed out of the cliff, he felt a huge suction coming from the abyss, but Yan Lingyun let the flying sword be sucked down the cliff, and hugged Mo Yang tightly.

The two fell into the clouds and mist, and the white ape who rushed over almost rushed down, but stopped abruptly on the edge of the cliff.Its blood-red eyes showed humanized hatred, and it roared endlessly, shaking the whole forest.

The huge paw of the white ape hit the ground, and a long hole opened in the ground——

"... Trespassing... Immortal Venerable... Damn..."