That's What Villains Are Like

"The aura on her body is a bit disordered, and it seems that she has encountered a lot of trouble."

Jiang Lan stood on the top of the mountain, his clothes fluttering, and his spirit was like jade. He put his hands behind his back and looked at Ling Zhuyun not far away.

After noticing that there was something wrong with her aura, he immediately smiled warmly and brightly.

Then, with a slight stroke of his fingers behind his back, the originally quiet ground suddenly rumbled and trembled, the earth veins buzzed, the essence fluttered, and streams of bloody light quickly disappeared into the earth veins.

After doing all this, his figure disappeared from this place.

Not far away, Ling Zhuyun was dressed in a white dress as pure as snow, holy and pure. On her jade face covered by gauze, her expression was cold and calm, and her eyes were calm.

The black hair poured down like a waterfall, falling straight to her waist.

A hosta that had been inserted sideways before had accidentally fallen off during a fight with a powerful enemy.

She didn't have time to look for it now. In the depths of her seemingly calm eyes, there was actually a hint of fatigue.

Before and after, we encountered two waves of enemies in total.

Even she felt a little strenuous, but there was no peaceful area to rest at the moment and she needed to be on guard at all times.

In her jade hand, she held a crystal-clear pearl. The soft light spread out, dispersing the rich purple mist, illuminating the way forward for her.

Chi, chi, chi...

Suddenly, she sensed something, and Ling Zhuyun's calm eyes suddenly changed.

The pearl in her jade hand was instantly withdrawn, her slender fingers were raised forward, and a green lake-like stream of light flew out. It was a bracelet wrapped in the divine light of Xiawu. The light was strong, and it was smashed forward with a bang. go.

A rock that was as tall as several people suddenly shattered into pieces, and several streaks of bloody light, accompanied by a sinister wind and a sneer, rushed toward her.

They were several human-faced flags shrouded in blood-colored mist, which were strange and eerie, with strands of black mist swirling and steaming around them, as if there were living beings howling.

The human face in it stared at her with vicious eyes, as if it wanted to devour her flesh and blood and suck her blood.

"It's these things again..."

Ling Zhuyun's face was covered with frost, and her white jade hands were shrouded in rays of rays of light. She slapped forward, and the powerful magic power was like a long river, rolling past. The rocks shook, like the waves lapping the shore, rumbling and trembling.

Her slender and well-proportioned body was also moving forward. Between her skirts, her straight jade legs shone with a bright white luster. She swept them into the air and knocked away the approaching human flags from a distance.

At this moment, she had completely lost her previous holy aura, her brows were indifferent, she was like a jade-faced immortal, sharp and powerful.

Pfft...

In the void, there was blood-colored mist filling the air, emitting a burning aura.

One of the people with a flag let out a scream and was hit by Ling Zhuyun's palm.

The rays of light surged from her body, and a bright moon rose in the palm of her hand. It was beautiful and holy, but it contained the ultimate murderous intention.

These people with flags came and disappeared quickly, turning into bloody streams of light and escaping into the mist.

Ling Zhuyun originally wanted to chase it and destroy it completely, but when she saw this, she could only give up.

Don't chase the poor, especially at this time.

She suspected that there was someone behind these human flags, and every time she was slacking off, they would suddenly rush out and try to devour her blood essence.

Along the way, she has encountered several such attacks.

And these people's flags can escape into the ground at any time and disappear in the blink of an eye. If she hadn't had a strong spiritual sense and amazing perception, it might not have been easy to deal with them.

She guessed that many monks and souls might have fallen into the trap.

The younger brother of Han Yiming, a true disciple of the Taoist Ancient Sect, might have died tragically under such a human flag.

Ling Zhuyun calmed down and took a breath, feeling that the injury was touched again.

"No, I have to find a safe place to recover first, otherwise it will be difficult for me to deal with these people when they come again with flags on their faces."

"The people behind this probably have the same idea. They want to take this opportunity to consume my strength, and then kill me again when I am tired."

Ling Zhuyun's heart sank slightly. She left the Yaochi Sect's large army and came alone to look for the missing junior sisters.

But it's a pity that no one has been found. It has been so long. If they had no other means of saving their lives, they would probably have died here.

"I've tried my best, I'm sorry to the junior sisters..."

She was silent for a while, then sensed the direction in which Zixia Zhenjun was born in the cave, and chose to go in another direction to avoid running into those who were vying for the opportunity.

She had to find a place where no one would disturb her and where she could rest and recover.

After a cup of tea.

Ling Zhuyun came to a place where cliffs met, and there was a sound of clear spring flowing in front of her. It seemed that a mountain spring passed by here and gathered into a stream.

"There should be a cave or a cliff crevice in this place..."

Ling Zhuyun was about to leave, but she felt a burst of energy and the roar of the mountain spirit not far away. She was slightly startled, hesitated, and decided to take a look. If she could help, then she would help.

But when she walked over and saw the scene clearly, Ling Zhuyun was stunned again.

His cold and calm eyes were slightly widened, and he was very surprised.

A figure she had never imagined appeared here.

"Jiang Lan..."

"Why is he here? I thought he was with his men."

"It looks like he suffered a lot of injuries."

In the gentle stream shrouded in purple mist, Jiang Lan's clothes were torn, and there were scratches on his face and arms, making him look quite embarrassed.

The usually spotless robes were now stained with dirt and blood, and the long hair that was originally tied up was also hanging down, where he was constantly dodging the attacks of mountain spirits and wild monsters.

On his body, a jade pendant gave off a faint light, forming a shield like a barrier to protect his entire body.

In his hand, he held a lot of shining talisman and jade stones, and he threw one or two out from time to time.

The lightning flashed and the flames sprayed out, smashing the mountain elves and wild monsters together, causing them to scream in agony, but it also aroused their ferocity, their eyes became more and more scarlet and cruel, and they were wandering around, ready to charge at any time.

"These talismans cannot exert even 10% of their power in his hands."

"If it is exhausted, I am afraid that I will die here and become the food of these mountain spirits and wild monsters."

Seeing this scene, Ling Zhuyun's mood was a little complicated. Although she didn't like Jiang Lan, she couldn't help him, not to mention that she had drank his spiritual tea at the tea-making conference before.

Because of Ye Ming's incident, she also helped him cover up, saying frankly that Ye Ming stayed with her on the day Jiang Lan was assassinated.

Both emotion and reason can be saved.

Chi, chi, chi...

Thinking of this, Ling Zhuyun raised his palm and fired out a burst of sword energy.

The mountain elves and monsters gathered together suddenly let out a scream, and instantly exploded into essence under the impact of the sword energy.

Jiang Lan didn't seem to expect that anyone would come to the rescue. There was a bit of astonishment on his face. After reacting, he looked in the direction from which the sword energy flew.

"Mr. Jiang..."

Ling Zhuyun, who was wearing a snow-white dress, appeared and walked over, taking the initiative to speak.

"Saint Bamboo Rhythm?"

"why you?"

Jiang Lan narrowed his eyes, as if he was surprised that she would appear here.

Ling Zhuyun had no intention of explaining, and asked bluntly, "Mr. Jiang, why are you separated from all your men, and why are you still here?"

She originally thought that Chu Chan, Jiang Lan and others were separated.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Lan was separated from all his men and appeared here alone.

If she hadn't happened to meet him, Jiang Lan might have died miserably here.

Hearing Ling Zhuyun's words, Jiang Lan's face seemed a little uncomfortable.

"Thank you Saint Zhuyun for your rescue. I will send someone to thank you as a gift afterwards."

He breathed softly, and regardless of the beauty in front of him, he found a piece of bluestone in the slow stream, sat down without any grace, washed the injuries on his body, took out the elixir, and swallowed it to relieve the injuries.

"As for why I appear here, it's a long story."

"When Zixia Zhenjun was born in the cave, purple mist came over, and the scene was in chaos. I didn't know who it was at that time, and grabbed me. When I came back to my senses, I had been thrown into an unknown place. The place."

"What happened next is naturally what you saw. These mountain spirits and wild monsters deceived me into being helpless and worked together to besiege me..."

Jiang Lan explained casually, with a calm expression, as if he had no shame in mentioning such a thing.

Anyway, he has no cultivation and no strength to restrain a chicken, so it is normal for him to be bullied like this.

Ling Zhuyun was a little shocked, and she didn't expect it to be for this reason.

"Mr. Jiang, do you know who captured you at that time?"

After a long moment of silence, she opened her red lips and asked softly.

After sorting it out like this, she actually had a rough guess.

As the son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Jiang Lan has many life-saving things on his body.

Although the person who took action at that time was able to take advantage of the chaos and capture him, it was not that easy to kill him, and it would take a lot of time.

Anyway, after Jiang Lan and his men were separated, they had no one to protect them. They were left to fend for themselves in this place. They would not survive long, and they would eventually die from various dangers.

Even if the prime minister's government retaliates afterwards, there will be no target for revenge.

This was a perfect plan, but it was a pity that she encountered it...

"I didn't see it clearly. I guess that guy didn't dare to let me see it clearly."

Jiang Lan shook his head, then looked at her and said, "Does Saint Zhuyun know who is harming me?"

Ling Zhuyun did not look directly at him, but just shook her head and said, "You can't even see clearly, Master Jiang. How could I guess it?"

In fact, she had some guesses in her mind, but it was difficult to say them out.

He was alone, and he had this kind of subtle method, and he had a grudge against Jiang Lan and wanted to harm him.

Apart from Ye Ming, there is probably no one left...

But she was just guessing without evidence.

Once it is found out that it is Ye Ming, the Prime Minister's Government will definitely take revenge.

"Right."

"Anyway, there are many people who want to harm me. In this place, trying to find the murderer is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

"Things are getting a little difficult."

Jiang Lan nodded and smiled in agreement.

Ling Zhuyun didn't expect him to be so calm and composed. Shouldn't he feel angry and resentful when encountering such a thing?

Could it be that he has encountered this kind of thing too many times and has become accustomed to it?

"Why did Saint Zhuyun come to a place like this instead of fighting for the chance inheritance of True Lord Zixia? Could it be that she was separated from the Yaochi Sect?"

Jiang Lan asked casually after washing away the dirt and blood on his body.

Ling Zhuyun's eyes were a little sad, and she said, "Several junior sisters are missing. I came to find them alone, but judging from the current situation, they may have encountered something unexpected..."

Jiang Lan glanced at her and sighed slightly, "The disciples of the Immortal Sect from all sides who came to Zixia Mountain this time are all targets of the Blood Immortal Sect. There are already many people from the Blood Immortal Sect mixed in here. You If those junior sisters were separated, they might have been killed by the people of the Blood Immortal Sect."

"Nowadays, the Blood Immortal Sect is becoming more and more rampant and unscrupulous. Even I have been assassinated by it many times."

"Although Saint Zhu Yun has great strength and profound cultivation, you'd better be careful. People from the Blood Immortal Sect are very pervasive and cannot be guarded against."

Ling Zhuyun looked at him slightly startled.

This was the first time she saw Jiang Lan's serious look, which was completely different from the casual and frivolous look she had seen before.

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for informing me, I will be careful." Ling Zhuyun replied softly.

Jiang Lan seemed to know that she didn't care, so he didn't bother to say anything more, got up and planned to leave.

Ling Zhuyun took a few steps forward and said, "Mr. Jiang..."

"What's the matter?"

"What did you mean by those words you said to me at the tea-making party that day?"

"Furthermore, since I came to Zixia Mountain, I have felt that every word you said to me seems to be full of profound meaning. Forgive me for being stupid and unable to figure it out." Ling Zhuyun asked with a frown.

Hearing this, Jiang Lan stopped and looked back at her, with an inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

After a moment, he smiled and said, "At this time, Saint Zhu Yun, you don't have to hide anything and pretend to be confused."

"Do you really not know the meaning of those words of mine, or are you pretending not to know?"

"You must know better than me whether the Brother Ye next to you was the one who assassinated me in Zuixianju that day."

These words made Ling Zhuyun startled, and her beautiful eyes widened slightly.

There was an unnatural expression on the jade face under the veil, and then she subconsciously bit her lip.

She never expected that Jiang Lan would suddenly say this so directly.

After she realized what she was doing, she felt an inexplicable panic in her heart. She felt ashamed and uneasy about being caught out in a lie.

She is obviously a saintly and transcendent saint of the Yaochi Sect. Everyone respects and admires her and represents the face of the Yaochi Sect, but because of a man, she made an exception and lied...

Once this kind of thing comes out, it will have an impact on her and the prestige of the Yaochi Sect.

So much so that the entire Yaochi Sect may have been humiliated because of her actions.

"Jiang... Young Master Jiang..."

Ling Zhuyun didn't notice that her mood at the moment had changed, and her tone of voice was obviously unnatural.

"It seems that Saint Zhuyun knows that person's identity, but you insisted on taking sides and covering him at the tea-making meeting that day."

"Until now, you still want to pretend to be confused in front of me, saying that you don't understand what I said."

"It's really interesting. Do you think I'm stupid? Or what?"

Jiang Lan smiled, as if he didn't see the composure on her face.

Ling Zhuyun took a deep breath to regain her composure.

She was about to speak and explain.

Jiang Lan waved her hand, interrupted her, and said, "Although Saint Zhuyun is a quasi-saint of the Yaochi Sect, she is still a human being. She has human emotions and desires, which are also normal. A young man admires her, and a young girl cherishes her spring. I can understand it, but your lover may not trust you as much as you do."

"I have kindly advised you many times. Whether you listen or not is none of my business."

"Lover?"

Ling Zhuyun's beautiful eyes were slightly startled, and she subconsciously wanted to explain that she and Ye Ming were not in that kind of relationship at all.

The relationship between the two could only be described as a gentle friendship, and she only had admiration for him.

He would help him cover at the tea-making conference because Ye Ming's assassination of Jiang Lan was motivated by his desire to help rescue Chu Chan, a disciple of the Yaochi Sect.

But it's useless to explain these things at the moment. She did lie to Jiang Lan and everyone on that day.

"How did Mr. Jiang know his identity?" she asked, which was regarded as admitting that she knew about Ye Ming's assassination of Jiang Lan.

"It's not that I know. It's just that at the tea-making party that day, Meng Ning told me that the aura on his body was very suspicious. He seemed to be the person who assassinated me in Zuixianju..."

Jiang Lan said casually that Li Mengning wasn't here anyway, so it would be fine if she noticed it.

"Meng Ning?"

Ling Zhuyun was stunned for a moment, and then came to his senses.

What Jiang Lan is talking about should be Li Mengning, a quasi-saintess of the Taiyi Sect.

That is a very scary woman, even she is not sure of winning.

"So she has always been with Young Master Jiang? No wonder I always had a strange feeling along the way..."

Ling Zhuyun suddenly realized that Li Mengning had a high level of cultivation and might have some kind of talent. It was normal to be able to detect abnormalities in Ye Ming.

Then, she felt a little guilty.

At the tea-making party that day, Jiang Lan knew that she had lied, but did not expose it directly and gave her face.

If he insists on sending someone to take action against Ye Ming, I am afraid that Ye Ming's identity will really be exposed, even she will be implicated, and the Yaochi Sect may become the laughing stock of all the immortal sects.

When her mood was complicated, Jiang Lan's words rang out again,

"Don't worry. For the sake of Saint Zhuyun who saved me just now, if you lied to me, I will treat it as a secret for you. You don't have to worry, I will tell others."

"But from now on I want to kill that person named Ye, just don't stop me."

"He is not as simple as you think. Lin Fan, who assassinated me in Yuyi City that day, was a member of the Blood Immortal Cult. He was young and extremely powerful. Even my uncle Ying, who was in the sixth realm, could not stop him. "

"The origin of the person named Ye is unknown, but when he was in Zuixianju, he was able to escape safely under the eyes of a group of powerful people. The method is not simple..."

Although his tone was casual, he seemed very serious.

"Mr. Jiang is suspicious. Is Brother Ye a member of the Blood Immortal Sect?" Ling Zhuyun asked.

At this moment, she finally understood why Jiang Lan insisted on letting her search Ye Ming's Sumeru Ring in front of the village.

But she still didn't believe that Ye Ming would be related to the Blood Immortal Sect.

"If I am the only one who doubts, then maybe my suspicion is wrong. What if everyone else doubts? Why else does Saint Zhuyun want to deceive herself and others?"

"There are a lot of people from the Blood Immortal Cult mixed into Zixia Mountain now. They are so emotional that they don't know how they will die." Jiang Lan said.

Ling Zhuyun was silent and speechless. She actually knew that there were people from the Blood Immortal Sect mixed in here.

She encountered powerful enemies twice. The first time she met the disciples of the Underworld Sect, and the second time she met the people of the Blood Immortal Sect.

Although all her enemies were killed by her sword, she was also injured.

At this time, Ling Zhuyun's delicate body suddenly trembled slightly, and the injury that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly broke out.

A trace of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, dyeing the gauze on his face with blood.

Jiang Lan looked at her in surprise.

Ling Zhuyun's eyes were blurred, her body was swaying, and then she closed her eyes gently.

"Saint Bamboo Rhythm?"

"Don't die. Who will protect me if you die..."

Before she fell into coma, she felt like she was being caught by Jiang Lan, but his words made her fists tighten subconsciously.

…

When Ling Zhuyun woke up again, she found that she was in a wet natural cave, with water drops visible above her head.

There were some dry branches not far away, lit with firewood.

Although the purple mist outside was still very thick, the sky had obviously dimmed and it was already night.

A stone stream flows through the cave, making a splashing sound and a slightly cold breath.

Under her body were some dry and soft pine needles, with a slightly damaged moon-white robe covering the surface, which did not allow her to come into direct contact with the pine needles.

"..."

Ling Zhuyun pursed her lips gently, looking at this somewhat attentive scene, feeling a little confused and more at a loss.

She could tell that this was obviously the robe Jiang Lan had worn before, and it was damaged in some places.

But where is he now?

When the slightly cold wind blew, Ling Zhuyun felt a little cool on her face. She reached out and touched her smooth and flawless face, only to realize that the veil on her face was gone.

She was stunned, her eyes fell, and she saw a veil on a stalactite not far away. It seemed that it had been washed because it was stained with blood, and was put aside to be baked by the bonfire.

Ling Zhuyun was confused for a moment, thinking of all the rumors about Jiang Lan. He probably didn't do anything to her when she was in a coma.

Now her dress is complete, her black hair is smooth, and there is nothing strange about her body.

Even the blood-stained veil was washed and set aside to bake and dry, and his own robe was carefully spread on the withered grass.

I am indeed very prejudiced against him.

"woke up?"

"It's good to wake up. If we don't wake up, if any mountain spirits and wild monsters come to kill us, we will both become their food."

At this time, the sound of footsteps came from the entrance of the cave.

Jiang Lan came over, wearing only an undershirt and holding a simple wooden harpoon in his hand, with one end sharpened and a few fish still jumping around in it.

Cave, grilled fish, a man and a woman alone, plus healing, these factors are all put together, but I still worry about not being able to win any saints.

Jiang Lan actually didn't want to play tricks, but found that this method brought the most luck.

In a declining world, only routines can win people's hearts.

Ling Zhuyun half sat up, her long and straight legs hidden under her skirt.

Even in a dim environment, it is dazzlingly white and seems to be shining with a bright white luster.

She stared blankly at Jiang Lan approaching, as if she didn't expect that Jiang Lan, who had always been arrogant and extravagant, would still be fishing with his trousers and sleeves rolled up with a wooden fork.

This contrast really stunned her for a while.

"If I had known you were going to wake up, I wouldn't have wasted time and would have caught these fish myself."

Jiang Lan came over, threw the homemade harpoon on the ground, took out the fish, washed it with stream water, and grilled it over the bonfire.

"I have some Bigu Pills here. If Mr. Jiang is hungry, you can swallow a few pills."

Ling Zhuyun thought for a while, stretched out her jade hand, and a small white porcelain bottle appeared.

Jiang Lan glanced sideways at her, but did not take it. He just said, "I caught the fish anyway, so there is no need for Bigu Pill."

Although Ling Zhuyun had seen her true appearance when she was unconscious just now, now she could see her up close.

Unparalleled beauty, exquisite and flawless, as if it were the most perfect work of art from heaven.

The eyelashes are very long, the eyebrows are as green as green, and the eyes are misty, like an elf in the mountains, with a fairy charm.

This kind of beauty even gives people an unreal feeling, as if it should not exist in this world.

"Saint Zhuyun is indeed a beautiful lady, rare in the world."

Jiang Lan admired sincerely, looking upright and carefully, as if appreciating a beautiful picture.

Ling Zhuyun couldn't stand his gaze, so she moved her face away, took another piece of gauze from the Sumeru Ring, and put it on again. Only then did she feel that her mood had calmed down a little.

"The Yaochi Sect probably doesn't have any rules about marrying you if you take off the veil. I saw you unconscious just now and was afraid that you would die, so I took off the veil for you and stuffed you with a few pills."

Jiang Lan turned his head and concentrated on grilling the fish, and asked casually.

"No." Ling Zhuyun shook her head gently.

Jiang Lan sighed with regret.

Ling Zhuyun looked at him and said, "Master Jiang, don't think about such good things."

Jiang Lan smiled.

This kind of protagonist routine that has always tried and tested is not suitable for him.

It seems that she can't eat this grilled fish.

Seeing that Jiang Lan ignored her, Ling Zhuyun also calmed down and began to sit cross-legged to nurse her injuries and recover.

After a while, a tempting fragrance came.

Ling Zhuyun opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Lan, only to see that he was munching on the fish and didn't notice her gaze at all.

"Saint Zhuyun, don't think about such good things as eating fish. I have done my best to save you, and I even gave you my robe to cushion it." Jiang Lan ate everything in just a few bites, not leaving any for her.

"Why did Mr. Jiang become so childish..."

Ling Zhuyun stretched out her slender fingers and rubbed her eyebrows.

"This isn't called childishness, it's called one-size-fits-all."

Ordinary tricks can't win favor. Jiang Lan naturally doesn't expect a few grilled fish to do anything. Wouldn't it be delicious to keep it for himself?

If routine one doesn't work, then try routine two.

Ling Zhuyun looked at him, a little helpless, but also felt funny in her heart.

The dignified son of the Prime Minister is so stingy at this time? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if you spread the word?

"Young master Jiang, there is no need to be angry. The saints of the Yaochi Sect in the past generations will succeed to the position of sect leader and will not marry," she said.

Jiang Lan said leisurely, "Saint Zhuyun said that, do you want me to force the Yaochi Sect to make an exception and change the rules?"

Ling Zhuyun looked at him, knowing that his words were deliberately teasing her, the corners of her mouth under the veil curled up, and she stopped answering.

She felt that she knew Jiang Lan somewhat.

Although the rumors are bad, he is indeed not a treacherous person.

"My injuries need to be nursed back to health. After I recover, I will take Mr. Jiang out of here and join your men." Ling Zhuyun said.

Jiang Lan nodded and said, "No problem, then I will protect you."

Ling Zhuyun nodded lightly, not expecting Jiang Lan, who had no cultivation skills, to help her protect the law, but she could only rely on him now.

Seeing that Ling Zhuyun was immersed in her thoughts, she began to recover from her injuries with peace of mind.

Wisps of spiritual energy from heaven and earth began to gather around her, turning into a whirlpool of spiritual energy.

Jiang Lan walked slowly nearby while assessing Ling Zhuyun's current condition.

He encountered several powerful enemies one after another. When he was trying to hold on, he was attacked by his controlled formation, causing more injuries.

It is not easy to suppress the injury after swallowing the pill.

Just relying on the speed of recovery in front of me, it would take a cup of tea at the fastest.

"There's no rush. Let's wait for a critical moment. Now is not the time."

Jiang Lan was immersed in the earth's veins, using this to sense the movement in Zhenjun Zixia's cave.

…

With the birth of Zixia Zhenjun in the cave, the crack in the secret realm opened wide, and a large number of monks and souls poured into it.

Taoist Zixia suppressed his cultivation and rushed to the central area of ​​the secret realm as quickly as possible, where the mountains were towering and a group of magnificent and simple buildings could be vaguely seen.

This does not look like the so-called cave, but a dojo, where Zhenjun Zixia once preached and preached. At this moment, streams of light erupted from the buildings.

The monks who rushed towards it all rushed towards it, but there was a faint pressure permeating the towering mountains. The closer they got, the heavier the pressure became.

Many people noticed it immediately and used it to stimulate their own physical strength to counteract it.

"This is the test left by Zhenjun Zixia..."

"Only by passing the test can one go to his dojo and accept the inheritance."

"Ahead is Zhenjun Zixia's dojo. I have already seen many magic weapons flying out."

Many younger generations are excited. Since it is a test, talent, character, and many other aspects must be considered. Strength and cultivation may not be so important.

The older generation of monks who had suppressed their cultivation had ugly expressions on their faces, knowing that this test would be very detrimental to them.

Ye Ming was among the crowd at the front. He knew early on that there was a test here.

Therefore, he immediately mobilized his own energy and blood to resist the pressure, and his figure quickly left like a stream of light.

The rest of the younger generation did the same thing. They rushed toward the majestic dojo in front of them, and then quickly rummaged through the buildings and pavilions, like locusts passing by.

Although a long time has passed, there are still no traces of vicissitudes of life here.

Some of the younger generation were soon surprised to find the sealed elixirs in the alchemy room. When the jade jar was opened, the fragrance of the elixirs filled their nostrils, as if they had just come out of the oven.

In the other pavilions and palaces, some people found jade slips and magic weapons, and some people saw the inscriptions on ancient books...

Suddenly, the war broke out again, and a group of monks began to fight in each building and pavilion to compete for some medicinal pills and magic weapons.

In the mountains, someone discovered a medicine field, which was full of rare and ancient elixirs. They wanted to pick them, but they were soon frightened and turned pale.

A blue-eyed golden-haired lion king rushed out from it, opened its bloody mouth and roared, as if the mountains were about to be shattered. This was a tyrannical demon king.

Obviously this place can only accommodate monks from the fifth realm, but a demon king with the strength of the sixth realm appears.

Many monks began to panic and ran away in all directions.

In other pavilion buildings, someone accidentally triggered the formation and was directly suppressed into blood mist by a wisp of breath.

In addition, there are also demon kings responsible for guarding the remaining areas, and the weakest ones are at the Sixth Realm level.

"Sure enough, what I heard from Junior Sister Chu Chan is right. If you go this way, you won't have so much trouble."

On the other side, everyone from the Yaochi Sect followed Chu Chan to this place and saw her cleverly avoiding the monks outside and heading deep into the dojo without any danger.

Everyone in the Chen family was also excited, and Chen Ningqiao's face was even more excited because of it, with a flash of color on her face, and she clenched her jade hands, feeling very nervous.

Zhao Dieyi and other Yaochi Sect disciples were amazed in their hearts, believing that Ancestor Chu Chan had a connection with True Lord Zixia.

Judging from her familiarity with this place, it was obviously the first time she came in, but it made people feel that she had been here many times.

"Zhenjun Zixia's real cave is actually deep in the dojo. The pavilions and palaces outside are the places where his disciples and grandsons practice."

"There should be a weapons palace not far ahead. It is the palace where Zhenjun Zixia collects some weapons. However, there is a mechanism formation, which will take some time to crack..."

Chu Chan explained, leading the way and quickly passed through several corridors and arrived at a side hall.

"Junior sister, don't worry. As long as you can break the formation, not to mention the previous grievances will be wiped out. Even if you come to my Chen family from now on, everyone in our Chen family will treat you as a guest."

When Chen Ning heard this, she patted her chest and promised.

The rest of the monks were fighting desperately elsewhere, but with the help of Chu Chan, they came here unimpeded and would also open the palace where Zixia Zhenjun displayed his weapons. This made her secretly happy and excited.

After getting the opportunity to create this place, what if Chu Chan makes a Taoist oath, plants a slave seal, and lets her live?

"Thank you, senior sister."

Chu Chan had a smile on her face and was about to walk forward.

There was a sudden movement not far away. A thin man came over and was stunned. He didn't seem to expect to meet anyone else here.

"It's the formation master surnamed Ye next to the saint."

Zhao Dieyi and other disciples of the Yaochi Sect recognized this person as Ye Ming, who they had traveled with before.

"Where's Saint Zhuyun?"

Ye Ming was also pleasantly surprised. He didn't expect to meet a group of female disciples from the Yaochi Sect. They were actually faster than him and came here first.

However, he looked around and could not see Ling Zhuyun.

"The saint is separated from us and not together..." a female disciple explained.

Ye Ming was disappointed, but seeing them here, he could only change his direction and quickly headed elsewhere, without asking how they got in.

When they were fighting for a magic weapon, they had a conflict with an old man in purple robe, and now the other party has chased him.

"This man is so fast, he must have a big secret."

Chu Chan looked at the direction Ye Ming left without paying much attention. She finally brought Chen Ning and others here. Her top priority was revenge.

At the moment, she took the initiative to walk towards the palace in front, but her mind was recalling the formation records here.

However, not long after Ye Ming left, a powerful aura appeared, and an old Taoist with an ugly face and gloomy eyes came over, it was Taoist Zixia.

"Do you know the man just now? What is his name? Which force is he a disciple of?"

He stared at the disciples of Yaochi Sect and asked coldly.

"Reporting back to senior..."

"We are not very familiar with him. We only know that his surname is Ye and that he is a casual cultivator." Several disciples immediately turned pale with fear and replied tremblingly.

"Children named Ye, how dare you ruin my good deeds."

Taoist Zixia looked ugly and wasted no time in chasing Ye Ming in the direction where he disappeared.

When the guy was fighting for the magic weapon with him just now, he felt that something was wrong with him. He could actually see through the formation here, and used the situation to his advantage to help him defend against the other monks.

This is very similar to the method of the guy outside the secret realm who manipulates the formations he left to occupy the dove's nest.

…

On the other side, in the cave.

"Are you sure you want to carry me on your back? Do you mind whether men and women can have sex or not?" Jiang Lan asked.

At this moment, he was lying in the place where Ling Zhuyun originally woke up.

However, all the color on his face was gone, and he looked like he was recovering from a serious illness after an attack of "heart-eating disease". It seemed that he could not even stand up.

"Continuing to delay is not an option."

"There are some miraculous things in the cave where Zhenjun Zixia stayed, which can solve your physical illness, right?" Ling Zhuyun looked at him with complicated eyes.

Just now, she was at the critical moment of recovering from her injuries.

Outside the cave, several bloody streams of light suddenly flew over, and the people who disappeared before came back with flags on their faces.

Although she sensed the danger, she couldn't be distracted because she was at the critical moment of recovering from her injuries with exercises. Otherwise, her energy and blood would flow turbulently and she would risk going crazy. She couldn't warn Jiang Lan aloud.

So she could only watch as those human-faced flags flew towards them wrapped in the sinister wind and blood mist.

Fortunately, Jiang Lan noticed the abnormality in time and immediately took out his life-saving jade pendant, turning it into a barrier to resist the attacks of those human-faced flags.

He was out of danger, but those people with flags turned towards her and targeted her.

Ling Zhuyun was anxious, her energy and blood flowed backwards, and blood spilled from the corners of her mouth.

Although Jiang Lan, who had a life-saving jade pendant, was not in danger for the time being, seeing this scene, he could only ignore his own safety and hurriedly came to Ling Zhuyun to protect her.

It's a pity that the barrier range of the life-saving jade pendant can only protect one person.

In order to delay Ling Zhuyun's recovery, Jiang Lan could only put a life-saving jade pendant on her body, and relied on the talisman on her body to attract as much hatred as possible from those people with flags.

So the end result was that the last few people and flags swarmed up to him, and he was thrown to the ground, and all his blood and essence was quickly drained away.

Ling Zhuyun had to stop her efforts early. Although she suffered a backlash, fortunately she survived the most critical moment and was able to recover afterwards.

After she quickly took action to deal with the human flags, she hurried forward to check on Jiang Lan's injuries, and then stuffed him with a lot of tonic elixirs.

As a result, Jiang Lan's "heart-eating disease" broke out.

Although Ling Zhuyun was in a calm state of mind and had experienced many storms, she was so shocked by that scene that her face turned pale, and it took her a long time to recover.

She then used magic power to sort out Jiang Lan's meridians and dissolve the power of the medicine, allowing him to wake up early.

During this process, she had no choice but to notice some abnormalities in Jiang Lan's body and learned some of his "secrets".

She is well-informed and naturally knows about the existence of "heart-eating disease".

Therefore, this is what happened before Jiang Lan after "waking up".

When he was in Yuyi City, he had an unexpected attack of "Heart-eating Disease" and was met by Su Qinghan. After that, his attitude improved and his views changed.

Jiang Lan knew that this method was very useful for women.

So he found an opportunity today and repeated his old tricks. He chose a good time with the right time, place and people.

The result did not disappoint him. Jiang Lan only wanted to say two words, that's it.

"Saint Zhuyun is really smart as ice and snow."

Jiang Lan tried to sit up, but her whole body seemed weak and her face turned pale in pain.

Seeing this, Ling Zhuyun came forward to help him, her eyes were still complicated, and there were more emotions than before.

"Heart-eating disease is indeed rare, but I didn't expect that with your status as Mr. Jiang, you would not be able to cure it. Before, I had too many prejudices brought in by my preconceptions." She said softly.

Jiang Lan said casually, "There is a way, but I just don't think about it."

"I will keep this secret for Mr. Jiang," Ling Zhuyun said.

"You don't have to pity me. I won't help you delay. Once the protective barrier of the jade pendant disappears, you will die and I will die too."

"We are grasshoppers on the same rope, I have no choice." Jiang Lan said calmly.

He did this, on the one hand, for Ling Zhuyun's trust, and on the other hand, it also made it easier for Ye Ming to take the blame.

Of course, luck is also the most important point.

The black scapegoat of heart-eating disease is really useful.

"..."

Ling Zhuyun was silent for a long time.

Then, she looked at him with complicated eyes, feeling a little guilty in her heart, and said, "I will try my best to help Mr. Jiang obtain the inheritance left by True Lord Zixia."