The southeast of the Central Plains is the endless southeastern mountains, with clouds and mists all year round. If ordinary people are in the scene, they will be lost for a few days or sleep here for a long time. On the edge of the mountains, there are several villages that are not big or small. They live next to the mountains and live in a comfortable life. They occasionally run out of the mountains and forests to cause trouble, but compared with the food and other resources provided by the mountains and forests, they are nothing. Although they are comfortable, the villagers never step deep into the forests, but only because of the admonitions passed down from generation to generation, they tell the villagers to have a sense of awe.

And deep in the mountains, there is such a place that is like a natural barrier. There is no mist, no miasma, poisonous insects and wild animals. Some are towering around the mountains on three sides, the play of children by the turbulent streams, the cattle and sheep grazing on the hillside and the villages that are like paradise not far away. This is Sanchong Lan.

Speaking of paradise, it must be a place that is isolated from the world. It is precisely because of this that without the troubles and wars of the world, the villagers here live carefree life. Hundreds of years have passed on such a life, and both the size and ethnic group of the village have developed to an unprecedented prosperity. Now, the village leader has been passed down to the 28th generation, named Chen Yuefeng, a respected elder with a high prestige in the ethnic group, and all the tribesmen support him. And what has been passed down together is Fengjingtang in this village. Fengjingtang was founded at the beginning of the construction of the village. It was originally just an institution similar to a folk yamen, but it has gradually transformed into a sharp knife and shield protecting Sanchong Lan. Perhaps it is because of the existence of Fengjingtang that Sanchong Lan can stand for hundreds of years and last forever.

Although isolated from the world, hundreds of years have not been so short, and there have been several small foreign invasions. Either thieves come here to simply challenge them, they are all resolved by this village wrapped in a mysterious veil and not known to outsiders. To be honest, there have been many masters among the clans of this village in history, but very few people who are truly known to outsiders and can be known to be famous. For hundreds of years, they have only been just one or two.

Chen Xiao, the top five masters on the Qingxuan List, is from Sanchong Lan, and there are not many records of him, but every record about him is very amazing. It is known to the world and recognized by the Qingxuan List of Qixia Valley. He defeated the three Lin brothers who ranked eighth, eleventh and fifteenth at the Qingxuan List. Before that, no one could challenge the three top twenty masters on the Qingxuan List at the same time. Even the top masters at the time were not sure enough. It can be imagined that Chen Xiao is very unusual.

Chen Chong, this is a master who is more than a hundred years older than Chen Xiao, and there is very few records about him, but there is one that is enough to attract the attention of the world. In that war-torn era, two small countries in the western part of the Central Plains China had a war, which affected the people of both countries. Chen Chong, who had traveled here, could not see the trouble of the people of both countries. With his own strength, he destroyed the two countries and established a new country. The people regarded it as a god and worshipped it for generations.

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The afterglow of the sunset exudes the last warmth, and the embrace of the mountains on three sides makes the mountain more comfortable and quiet. The highest point of the mountain is Fenglin Hall, the main hall of Fengjingtang. The main hall is magnificent and exudes an inviolable aura. Here you can overlook the whole picture of the village. I believe that the establishment of Fengjingtang was also fully considered the importance of the terrain. This is also the place where the village master and elders discuss and preside over the things of the village. At this time, a disciple walked into the hall and said to Chen Yuefeng, who was discussing something, and the five elders in charge of the affairs of the village: "Master, Fei Ge's letter has been sent out, and Elder Li and Elder Xue are also on the way back."

Chen Yuefeng turned his head, and there seemed to be a hint of expectation between his eyebrows and eyes and asked, "Is there any other news?"

The disciple hurriedly said, "Report to the village master, it's gone."

Chen Yuefeng thought to himself: This is strange. Logically speaking, the letter that should have arrived the day before yesterday has not been heard yet. Could it be that something happened? "You go down first. If you have any news, report it as soon as possible."

"Why would I ask Zhaoshi to go there?" The oldest elder Lingkong was speaking, and it was obvious that he was the most anxious one here.

"Let's wait a little longer. We need to work together for the moment." Chen Yuefeng knew what Elder Lingkong was worried about, but what happened in a few days forced him to make a choice.

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The clouds in the mountain stream had just dissipated, and the morning light poured down from the top of the mountain with the stream. The green bamboos swayed in the wind, and suddenly a black shadow broke through the beautiful scenery in the morning.

"Master, why are you here in person?" The black shadow fell into the bamboo forest and knelt down in front of a man in a red-cloak who couldn't see his face clearly, asking in surprise.

The man in red said coldly: "Can't I come?"

The dark shadow that fell to the ground quickly said, "No, master, I have arranged what you have assigned me, but..."

The man in red paused when he saw the black shadow's words, and he was a little displeased and said softly, "Hmm?"

Fortunately, the black shadow paused for a moment. Seeing that the man in red seemed a little impatient and did not dare to delay, he continued: "Elder Li and Elder Xue were also recalled. They are on the way at this moment. It is estimated that they will arrive in the village at most two days. There are also reports from Posa and Wuzhu that they will be able to return to the village in a few days, which has added a lot of obstacles to our plan."

"Oh? These two old things are here too. Humph, it's such a rare opportunity." The man in red turned around and looked at the black shadow and asked in confusion, "It's Posa and Wuzhu. Didn't you say that they were looking for something like that last time? Did they find it so quickly?"

"I don't know this yet, but it's true that the two of them are about to come back." As he said that, the black shadow took out a note from his arms and presented it with both hands: "I have intercepted this message, which must be useful to the master."

The man in red took the note and saw every word, but he did not find any more valuable news. "Did you intercept it? No one except you know?"

The dark shadow was cold behind him and didn't know what the man in red was going on, and he suddenly felt a little nervous: "Yes, yes."

"When was it intercepted?"

"Just early this morning."

"Well, you go back. If you need to pay close attention to it after you go back, you should continue to pay attention."

"However, the guards in the villages have become increasingly severe these days, and by that day, they will probably be more stringent."

The black shadow's tone was obviously unconfident, but the man in red sneered and said, "So what? Can this village still be as solid as a hundred years ago?"

"Master, although it is not as good as it was back then, the elders are still there, and the foundation of the village is still stable."

The man in red was silent for a moment and did not speak. He waved his hand. The black shadow understood and did not ask anything in detail. He turned around and left.

At this time, two people walked out of the shadow of the bamboo forest. One was wearing armor and was as strong as a cow. He was holding a bloody red axe in his hand and was named Moluo. The other was much thinner and had a scholarly aura named Qiu Miao. The man in red did not look at them and said, "It seems that our plan is going to change. If it is true as he said, it will be really troublesome."

"Sect Master, then I'll make arrangements now." Qiu Miao said as he was about to leave, but was stopped by the man in red.

"But what this old man brought is still very useful. Since no one in the village knows it, it will never be known." The man in red sneered.

Qiu Miao immediately understood and smiled treacherously: "If we lose Posa and Wuzhu, the five envoys of the sealing mirror will lose both arms, and then the things we worry most will not happen."

"It just so happens that I want to do it too, so leave it to me." Mo Luo, who had been standing aside, shook the blood axe in his hand and said.

The man in red glanced at Moro and said, "Do you know where they are?"

Morrow touched his head, Qiu Miao patted his shoulder and said, "I said, "Old Demon, can you pass your brain next time you speak? Don't let the sect leader bother you every time."
Chapter completed!