Qingxia Lake.

This place is famous for the green glow that overflows after the rain, which attracted many literati to stop and linger, leaving behind excellent poems. Later, a Beijing official who retired from old age and returned to his hometown occupied this place for self-cultivation, which attracted many people who had not yet seen the scenery.

Sighing.

Of course, this is an obvious excuse.

Secretly, this place has long been occupied by the Bai family, a cultivating family, and a rare middle-stage foundation-building monk of his own surname has been arranged to station secretly.

Although this person deliberately hid it, Jiangchuan still discovered the qi machine the moment he set foot on Qingxia Lake.

"Fifth floor of foundation building." Jiang Chuan was dressed in green clothes, with jade rings on his hair. His breath was all restrained, like a mortal who accidentally wandered into this place. The cold wind blew on his face, his big sleeves were fluttering, but strangely he didn't make any sound.

"Boy, have you achieved a breakthrough in your cultivation?" The small eyes of Jiao Chong lying on his shoulders were filled with surprise.

"No." Jiang Chuan shook his head: "I just have some understanding of the techniques and how to hide the aura."

He also gave this method of self-enlightenment a vulgar name - Qianlong Jue.

Hmm...forget it, it's better not to have a name.

A crystal light shone in his eyes, and the scenery he saw began to change.

Surrounding the sky above Qingxia Lake, there is a layer of invisible restrictions like clouds and smoke. As long as someone steps in, the restrictions will be triggered immediately, thus attracting the people of the Bai family who are hiding in secret.

"The Bai family is really capable of setting up such a broad restriction." Jiangchuan's left palm showed a dark light, and a vague silvery rune was faintly visible. He reached out and pressed down on the invisible restriction in front of him.

Silent and breathless.

In the realm of subtlety, the power of the heart opened up, and the power of the shadow hand also filled the air. Without being touched, a forbidden door opened.

Jiang Chuan walked in.

The door slowly closed silently.

"You have practiced this technique well. With this little magical power at your side, you will definitely be a good thief." Jiao Chong said in admiration, but there was sarcasm in his words.

Jiang Chuan looked at the other party expressionlessly.

Ever since Jiao Chong's desire to practice the Shadow Transformation Hand was rejected, he has become like this.

No goods were delivered to the house for three days.

Jiang Chuan shook his head inwardly, and was about to recall the jade slip map given by his senior brother, when he glanced at it inadvertently, making his eyes freeze and show interest.

"interesting."

Without a map to guide him, he saw the wisps of haze overflowing from the flat lake wrinkled by the wind. The color was green, very similar to the color of jade.

"Biling Jade Mine?" Jiang Chuan looked at where the smoke was overflowing.

It was close to the lakeside, and in the cave on the mountain wall on the shore, a looming air machine shrouded the gap where smoke overflowed from the bottom of the lake.

This is the person in the middle stage of foundation building of the Bai family.

Jiang Chuan took out a rare treasure obtained from the ruins of Qiandao Lake from his storage bag.

"The spirit shell of the Phantom Moon Clam? You actually have such a thing?" Jiao Zhong recognized the origin of this treasure at a glance. Before it could ask again, Jiang Chuan had already retracted into the spirit shell and slowly closed it.

It sank into the Qingxia Lake, and slowly moved towards the haze, driven by the invisible undercurrent of the "Fish and Dragon Treasure Scroll".

Not long after he left, with the outer confinement untouched, another figure in yellow walked unabashedly into the bank of Qingxia Lake.

Buzzing.

There was a sound of spiritual consciousness surging in the air, and the Qi machine in the cave discovered the visitor.

"Third brother, you are finally here." There was a bit of joy in his consciousness.

The visitor sensed this familiar spiritual consciousness, stepped on the cold wind, and arrived in front of the cave on the mountain wall in just a few breaths.

A tall, red-faced man with disheveled hair walked out of the cave, punched the man in yellow hard, and said roughly:

"Damn it, third brother, if you don't come here, the Sa family will want to run away."

The middle-aged man in yellow did not dodge, he withstood the punch and took out a jade pot from the storage bag.

"Second brother, if you run away first, you will miss this pot of Jade Bingshao that you finally got."

"Hanguanglou's Yubingshao? I'm really willing to give it up." The red-faced man grabbed the jade pot, flicked off the cork with his thumb, and drank a few gulps.

His face, which was already red, now seemed to be on fire, extremely red and glowing with red light.

He opened his mouth and let out a breath of turbid air, which knocked down the birds in the sky like a rocket, leaving a faint smell of burning.

"Cool."

Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man in yellow couldn't help laughing.

"I know you've worked hard, second brother. The master of the house specially asked me to bring some. There are still two pots here."

When he heard the word "owner", the red-faced man's face changed and he couldn't help but curse:

"Sajia obviously knows the fire technique, but he lets Sajia guard this ghost place full of water vapor.

"Didn't you just contradict him in the ancestral hall? Mr. Ge's mind is smaller than the eye of a needle."

"Second brother, please don't misunderstand." The middle-aged man in yellow said quickly:

"The rest of the family can't spare their hands. Except for the elders and the head of the family in the later period, second brother, you are the most accomplished. Who can guard such an important place without you?"

"Hmph, it's been so long since we last seen each other, and you, third brother, are actually turning towards him." The red-faced man said unconvinced.

The middle-aged man in yellow shook his head, stopped dwelling on these matters, and turned to talk about another matter:

"This time I have to delay the second brother to stay here for a while, and the younger brother has to go to Yunshui Sect."

"Yun Shui Sect?" The red-faced man suddenly had a guess and said dissatisfied:

"I must be giving something to that little brat!"

"Ling Yun is the future of my Bai family after all. Second brother, please don't talk nonsense in front of other people, lest the family head hears it." The middle-aged man in yellow continued:

"It was Ling Yun who asked the head of the family to find two pieces of cold soul stone to practice minor magical powers."

"Cold Soul Stone?" A strange color flashed across the face of the red-faced man:

"The value of this object is not inferior to the inferior spiritual objects of heaven and earth. You want to practice small magical powers with this object? I think someone wants to use it to benefit their own family and line their own pockets!"

The red-faced burly man's eccentric attitude made the middle-aged man in yellow feel a bit strange.

"Since it's the kid who wants to use it, there's no need to worry. Come on, come on, have a few drinks with me first. In the past six months, except for the young boys who were patrolling outside, no one has even spoken to the Sa family.

"

Before the middle-aged man in yellow could say anything, he was already grabbed by the arm by the red-faced man and dragged into the cave.

The middle-aged man in yellow wanted to refuse, but he thought about his old relationship and finally had no nerve to refuse. After the red-faced man took out a vat of intoxicating spirit wine, he pushed the cup several times and changed the cup. He suddenly became groggy, and even his consciousness was tinged with emotion.

Smells like alcohol.

"Second brother, I...I'm telling you, this..."

Putting his hand on the shoulder of the red-faced man, the middle-aged man in yellow kept talking about what happened in the clan.

The red-faced man also lowered his head, but his eyes didn't look as drunk as the other's.

...

Under the cave on the mountain wall, Jiang Chuan, who was hidden in the Phantom Moon Spirit Shell, clearly heard all the conversations between the two people, and he suddenly understood.

No longer hesitating, he headed towards the bottom of the lake where the haze overflowed.
Chapter completed!