As soon as Ling Yunhe finished speaking, the six of them and one beast immediately retreated before everyone could react.

"The main hall!" Qin Xi said. They were a distance from the square behind, but the main hall was close by.

"But Wushang..." Mo Tiange said with some concern that the divine beasts in the hall were rich in breath, and I was afraid that Nie Wushang and Yang Chengji...

"We're fine!" Nie Wushang immediately interrupted her.

The few people no longer hesitated and flashed into the hall next to them. Qin Xi waved his sleeves and the stone gate of the hall was about to close.

At this time, Yuan Mu Zhenren's Linglong Tower had arrived, and the originally small and exquisite pagoda suddenly became larger and smashed towards them.

Jing Xingzhe also moved quickly. The white tiger gathered in the sword light, and with a loud bang, it collided with Linglong Pagoda.

The stone door is closed.

Ling Yunhe did not hesitate, and the magic weapon spacecraft was released: "Go up!"

They knew very well that the stone gate would be broken soon and would not be delayed for long.

When they got on the spaceship, there were heavy impacts from the stone gate and then it was opened.

"Come here!" Mo Tiange said with a very fast speech, "I will take you to a space crack, and you must not resist."

After everyone nodded, she signaled them to stand beside her, stretched out her hands to fold them together, and bit her eyebrows and summoned the beads.

At this time, the spell had hit the hull.

Mo Tiange looked at Yuan Mu Zhenren outside the boat indifferently, held down the hands of others, and the white light lit up, leading them into the Xutian Realm.

Losing his master, the magic weapon spacecraft was quickly opened, and the ship was empty. Yuan Mu Zhenren frowned: "Where did you go?"

But no matter how they look for it, even if the spaceship is dismantled, there will be no trace.

The white light dissipated and everyone opened their eyes.

The place they were in was a bamboo forest, with several bamboo houses in the forest, full of spiritual energy, and outside the forest was a vast white fog blocking their sight.

"This is..." Nie Wushang was slightly stunned. Why did she feel very familiar?

"A crack in space." Mo Tiange said, "the key I got accidentally."

Jing Xingzhi glanced around for a week and muttered, "What a strong spiritual energy, it should have been formed in ancient times, right?"

"Probably." Mo Tiange said tiredly, "We are going to hide here for a while, you can do whatever you want." As he said that, he returned to his own cultivation room, Qin Xi followed in very familiarly.

Xiaofeng showed her body and returned to her nest deep in the bamboo forest. Feifei came out to greet her and hid in again. Xiaofan and Xiaohuo... Well, they are practicing. Xiaohuo has been working hard recently. Xiaofeng has been providing it with the breath of the Vermillion Bird, and it is time to reach the eighth level. Xiaofan is absorbing the breath of Xuanwu.

The others hesitated for a moment and all followed into the training room.

Looking at the four people standing in front of him, Mo Tiange raised his eyebrows, touched the four cushions and threw them out: "Sit down."

The four of them sat down, staring at each other for a while, but Nie Wushang broke the silence first: "Has I been here in this place?"

"Yes." Mo Tiange smiled, "We were hunted by Mei Feng back then and hid here, but you were unconscious, so I don't know."

"No wonder it's a little familiar." Nie Wushang looked around and commented, "It's such a good place. He was chased and hid, and he was clean."

Yang Chengji asked: "Are we hiding here, and we were still in place when we went out?"

Mo Tiange nodded: "Yes."

"If the spacecraft is destroyed, will it have any impact?"

"No, unless the space is torn apart, it may have a little impact."

Ling Yunhe looked around and said, "It's a pity that there is such a rich spiritual energy, but there is no spiritual herb planting!"

"..." Mo Tiange didn't say anything, so it was hard to tell Ling Yunhe that there were actually a lot of spiritual herbs, but she just cut them off.

"Cough!" Qin Xi coughed and asked the serious matter, "Fellow Daoist Ling, can you still return to Jiuyan Sect if you do this?"

After hearing this, Ling Yunhe fell silent.

"Yes, Fellow Daoist Ling, if you leave like this, will the Ling family be in trouble?" Mo Tiange also asked.

Ling Yunhe sighed and said, "If that's not the case, can I watch you be killed?"

"We may not be killed," Jing Xingzhi said, with a hint of sneer on his lips, "You Jiuyan Sect are only five people. Although Yuan Mu Zhenren has the cultivation level of the Yuanhou, his old injuries have not healed."

Ling Yunhe shook his head gently: "What about the others? In some ways, today's events will happen, which are related to Mo, Qin, and Yang. After your heavenly tribulation, there will be changes in the world and the continent's shift, which leads to the tight resources in the clouds and triggers today's events. Master Yuanmu has absolutely no way to arouse everyone's emotions and make you the target of public criticism! We are already very tired, relying solely on the pills to hold on and be besieged again. Can we still hold on?"

Jing Xingzhi was silent. Thinking about it carefully, this was the case. If Yuan Mu Zhenren incited this way, would the monks in Yun be biased towards Jiuyan Sect, or would they? This answer is obvious.

"If you are killed, I may never get that answer." Ling Yunhe said, his eyes firmly, "I know that there is a sword hanging above my head that may fall off at any time. This world may be destroyed. I can't sleep or eat every day. How can I give up this opportunity? As for the Ling family..." He smiled bitterly, "My grandfather is still here, and the Ling family will have nothing to do, just..."

"In my opinion, it's too early to worry about this," Nie Wushang interrupted him, "Can we go out, or something else!"

"Yes..." Nie Wushang's words suddenly brought back the topic. Mo Tiange sighed, "This time it's really troublesome. When we were trapped in the west, we can still ask for help. Where can we ask for help now?"

Jing Xingzhi frowned and looked unlucky: "It's really unlucky. I was trapped by the ghost cultivator once, but I was trapped for the second time!" How similar was the situation this time? However, the ghost cultivator of the ghost cultivator of the ghost cultivator was conscious and the behavior of trapping them was proactive, while the ghost cultivator here was unconscious and guided by others.

"Speaking of this, how did the Moon Shadow Demon Lord and the others do it? They can actually get these ghost cultivators out of the canyon." Mo Tiange distracted his mind.

Nie Wushang shrugged indifferently: "Who knows? There is a ghost cultivator in the clouds. Maybe this demon king is interacting with the ghost cultivator, so he knows some of the characteristics of the ghost cultivator!"

Everyone was silent again.

After a long time, Yang Chengji spoke out: "Let's talk about it, what should we do now? There are nearly fifty Nascent Soul cultivators, and there are so many ghost cultivators outside. Are you just waiting like that?"

"Yes, wait." Qin Xi said, "We can't go out now, we can only wait."

“…When?”

Qin Xi smiled and looked at Yang Chengji and said, "We have been waiting for Guixu Hai Xian Palace for decades. What can we not wait now?"

Yang Chengji thought for a long time and sighed: "That's all we can do."

Ling Yunhe pondered: "I can only wait. If you go out, Master Yuanmu will not let us go."

"Fellow Daoist Ling," Mo Tiange suddenly asked, "Do you think they can leave?"

"I don't know if I can leave, but Master Yuanmu is not a person who is waiting to die. He will definitely find a way." Ling Yunhe showed great confidence. This was the confidence that he had cultivated as a disciple of Jiuyan Sect for a long time.

"Actually, there is a very simple and stupid way." Jing Xingzhi said lazily, "As long as they don't have internal conflicts, they go out to kill a few ghost cultivators from time to time, and if they can't do it, they will retreat to the temple. If they continue to kill like this, they can always kill the ghost cultivators."

Everyone thought that this was indeed a method, but it took a long time, but it was relatively safe. No matter how many ghost cultivators there were, there were still some questions. These people were all Nascent Soul cultivators. For them, the one that was threatening was the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator, and the others were not worth worrying about. More than a hundred Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivators sounded terrible, but it would not be so difficult if they were divided and killed.

"We can think of this, but I believe the Moon Shadow Demon Lord will not have any chance of it." Qin Xi said, "In my opinion, they must have a backup plan."

"So, it is the best choice for us to hide here to watch the show." Nie Wushang thought for a while and said.

Hearing this sentence, Ling Yunhe struggled. For him, it was unbearable to die from the people of Jiuyan Sect.

"It seems...yes." Mo Tiange thought carefully, "Anyway, we have nothing urgent matters. When they rush out, both sides will be injured. It will not be too late to leave."

After she finished speaking, Ling Yunhe suddenly stood up: "Fellow Daoist, please send me back."

The other five people's eyes all fell on him, and Mo Tiange was surprised: "Fellow Daoist Ling, you..."

Ling Yunhe said: "The Ling family raised me, and Jiuyanzong educated me. Ling Yunhe can be today because of the elders of the masters. Now they are in trouble, how can I just care about myself?"

Yang Chengji frowned slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Ling, you did that just now. Even if you go out now, Yuan Mu may not forgive you, so why bother..."

Ling Yunhe smiled bitterly on his face: "No matter how Master Yuanmu treats me, I should not refuse what I should do. Saving you is for morality. Going back and fighting side by side with your fellow disciples is also for morality. If I ignore their lives and death, why wouldn't I betray Jiuyanzong?"

Ling Yunhe is never ruthless when he should use his methods, but he retains his stubborn loyalty in his bones. He is not like Jing Xingzhi. The cold reception of his master after he became a master made him lose his belonging to the sect. If it were him, since he turned against him, why should he look back? Ling Yunhe is different. He has always been an elite disciple of the Nine Yan Sect. He was trained since childhood and even taught by the Nascent Soul Cultivator himself. Later, he became the leader and was regarded as the heir by Yuan Mu Zhenren. Even if he was frustrated later, the preferential treatment for more than two hundred years was not fake.

"Let him go." Qin Xi suddenly spoke.

Mo Tiange was a little surprised: "Senior Brother?"

"If it were you and me, would you let go of your classmates when you are like this?"

Mo Tiange was stunned and frowned and thought. If it were them... Even if Zhenyang Daojun one day disagrees with them, it would not change the fact that Xuanqingmen loved them for hundreds of years.

Mo Tiange sighed and stood up: "Fellow Daoist Ling, come with me." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian() to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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