There were six disciples of the spirit gathering in charge. Inukatsu Mishiro divided them into three groups and walked towards the formation together. One of them seemed to feel something abnormal, turned around and looked around, then shook his head and followed his senior brother away.

Jing Hua secretly called luck.

The people on the other side had very low cultivation and could not sense their existence through the light curtain. The disciple's soul power was stronger than that of ordinary people, and he noticed the faint fluctuations of the "octagonal palace lantern". Unfortunately, his cultivation was too low, so he only regarded it as an illusion and did not check it in detail.

Seeing that the inoculum disappeared into the formation, the thin disciple behind the palace spat resentfully.

"Bah! Look at his proud look? A timid rat who sells butts wants to be compared with Senior Brother Xiangji, so he is really shameless!"

The person in the same group with him was a fat disciple. He laughed a few times and whispered, "Forget it, forget it... There are people above, and we can't compare. But then again, Mishiro is really beautiful, hehe...hehe..."

The two of them walked far and returned to peace in front of the valley.

The scene in the open space suddenly twisted, and the two men and Long appeared. Long Aotian quickly raised his right hand and took out two sets of black kimonos from the storage ring.

Before entering the mountain, the two of them made simple disguise and changed their hairstyle to the common "one bun" of the Japanese tribe. They were originally going to change their clothes when entering the valley, but the mountain protection formation changed, and the path of hard opening was fleeting. The two of them were in a hurry and had not even changed their kimono.

Hiding in the bushes and cleaning up, Jing Hua ordered the rice balls to wait in the corner.

The sect is heavily guarded, with various restrictions and many traps, so it is not suitable to use escape techniques to run around. He and Long Aotian can pretend to be "the same way" disciples, and the white wolf is too conspicuous to follow.

Long Aotian stood beside the bushes, looking at the valley mouth with thoughts.

"Brother Jing, how do you look at the dog-raising just now?"

Jing Hua immediately understood it.

When making the plan, the two of them thought about various ways to respond. The Qianjian Valley is vast and there are countless caves, houses and dark rooms inside. They are not familiar with the place, so where can they go to find the missing monk?

The longer you stay in the valley, the greater the possibility of being discovered. A kimono cannot hide from all monks, appearance, accent, and other party’s rules and customs, and may reveal flaws at any time. Therefore, the two agreed in advance that they would catch a "tongue" as soon as possible after entering the valley, and then lead the way and go straight to the cell where the monks were imprisoned.

"Yes... this person looks charming and likes vanity, not like a character with a strong personality. Several senior brothers seem to be disdainful of him. As long as they separate, we can do it."

Long Aotian nodded and stood behind the tree and was speechless.

Jing Hua felt the other party's nervousness. If it was okay, even if Long Aotian didn't show off himself, he would boast about the glorious history of "Zi Yao Pavilion". At this moment, he was in a dangerous place, and he was no longer in the mood to talk nonsense.

Jing Hua suddenly remembered that the disciples of "Benyidao" just now chatted and talked about the fact that several elders of the sect happened to go out. Now is the best time to act. When the words came to his mouth, he suddenly felt unspeakable depression, and his hands were clenched into fists involuntarily.

It turns out that I was like Long Aotian, and I had an indescribable fear in my heart.

He had faced the Grand Master of Kyama and understood the huge gap between different realms. Last time he faced Ai Kashima, if he had not held the talisman treasure that restrained the other party in his hand and the old woman was self-conceited and underestimated the enemy, the outcome would have definitely changed.

Long Aotian came from a noble family and must have had a lot of discussions with his elders. This is the case with the master of the alchemy, not to mention that the "Benyidao" and the master of the God Transformation is in charge.

Jing Hua slowly let out a sigh of relief and put aside the distractions in his heart. Since he entered the valley, there is no point in looking forward and backward, he can only do his best to try his best to leave the dangerous place as soon as possible.

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Just when Jing and Long entered Wakou County, the major forces in Tokaido were not idle. They sent their disciples to inquire about the latest developments in the situation.

"Benyidao" caused a huge noise, conquering cities and plundering land, destroying sects, and occupying many resources in Hanchao County, which surprised the "Daqin Academy" behind the "Yuanzuliu".

For ten years, it has not had fierce conflicts with the "Pearl Palace", and the disciples of both sides have occasionally cooperated. "Original Path" is attached to the "Pearl Palace", what does its abnormal movement mean? Is it that after hundreds of years of calm, the two major sects of Tokaido will fight again?

At this time, the "Pearl Palace" seemed silent. The disciples rarely went out, and they looked like "it was not your own business, but they were hung high." The "Da Qin Academy" could not understand the details and only secretly sent monks to support the "Yuanzuliu" without rashly intervening.

Even the two "parties" are like this, and the other sects are even more unwilling to be troubled. Most of the slaughtered by the "Benyidao" are the minor sects, and no one is willing to step forward to interfere. The surrounding area of ​​Wakou County is full of bloody storms, and Yue takes the lead in raging can be seen everywhere.

Countless information gathered from all over the place, entering Tongtian City like flowing water, and placed on the desks of the "priests" of "Guanyuezhai".

Although the superiors strictly regulated that "no interfere with civil affairs", the "high priests" closely monitored the dynamics of various continents, recorded them in detail, and gathered them into a book. The worshipers only knew that this was the old custom of "Guanyue Zhai". As for the reasons and purposes, the "high priests" never disclosed it.

Tongtian City, "Tongtian Pavilion".

In front of the purple jade round table in the "Zhengjing Hall", six Yuanying real people sat around. A seat was empty on the right head, and replaced by a brown incense burner on the jade table. A few wisps of light smoke floated out of the spout of the pot, gathering on the pot without dispersing, forming a fat face.

The face, the ears, the nose is fat, the mouth is small, and the eyes are like a wealthy businessman. As everyone discusses and communicates with each other, the "Qingyan Face" sometimes nods and sometimes speaks, as if they are living people, which is extremely realistic and vivid.

"...Okay, since Zhenren Yin can solve the problem by himself, the good news we are waiting for him."

The old man who spoke was elegant, with long beards and chests, and wearing a white Taoist robe. It was Yao Wuhen, the "Yao Lao" who led Jing Hua into "Guanyuezhai". He sat on the head of everyone and had obviously successfully advanced to the "high priest".

Qingyan smiled with a "haha" smile and said, "It's... the formation of the ruins here. Although the ban is complicated, the level is not too high, so it should be dealt with. In a critical moment, Yin is so afraid of death, and will definitely send a letter to ask for help. I appreciate your kindness. Just discuss as usual, and don't worry about the trivial matters here."

The other "priests" responded with a smile, turned their eyes back to their heads, and began to deal with the matters at hand.

"Yin Zhenren" is named Yin Chang, and is one of the leaders of the "Guanyuezhai" stationed in Xihuang Road. According to the rotation order in the Zhai, he should have participated in this "annual meeting". But when things came to an end, he suddenly discovered a ruin left by the Middle Ages and was trapped in it.

In desperation, Yin Chang could only use the magic weapon prepared in advance and transmit it from the air with the power of his soul and spiritual consciousness, which was barely considered "participating" in the meeting.
Chapter completed!