Because of He Jietong's caution, Liu Zhen and others stopped when they were still some distance away from Luojia Village. They stayed here so that they could explore the reality of Luojia Village and avoid the identities of Yueling Inn. The mysterious man secretly has possible means.
For Liu Zhen, he was very reluctant to think that the people at Yueling Inn were bad people, so he never forgot to go to Luojia Village. Moreover, Zhao Yueling told him that going to Luojia Village might be fruitful. Although it was possible, he Already looking forward to it.
Finally, he could go to Luojiacun. Liu Zhen was looking forward to it. He wondered if he could meet Zhao Yueling in Luojiacun?
Luo Lan was secretly curious. He looked at Liu Zhen and then at He Jietong and others, and found that only Liu Zhen was full of expectations. He had obviously been thinking about going to Luojiacun for a long time, but He Jietong and others didn't seem to be very anxious. It should be said that Liu Zhen was the only one who was full of expectations. It's a dispensable attitude.
Speaking of which, this dispensable attitude is normal. For immortal cultivators, things in the mortal world have nothing to do with them. If a village is massacred by thieves, that is also a matter in the mortal world. It has nothing to do with them. It doesn't have much to do with it, but compared to Liu Zhen's positive expectations, this attitude makes the situation seem a bit weird.
At Luo Lan's obviously curious gaze, He Jietong secretly smiled bitterly, but since he had decided to go to Luojia Village, he no longer obstructed it too much. He just looked at the ruins of the deserted village getting closer and closer, feeling the surrounding The yin energy became thicker and thicker, the air became heavier and heavier, and a little worry still flashed in his eyes from time to time.
After arriving at Zhiming City, He Jietong quickly contacted the intelligence point set up by the Qingyang Sect here and saw a lot of unexpected information. He didn't know if the elders of the sect had been aware of it before letting them go down the mountain to practice, otherwise it would have been too long. What a coincidence. At such a time, elites from various sects gathered here.
After all, the person who is in charge of the intelligence point is not an immortal cultivator. After all, immortal cultivators have no time to take care of these things. However, this also determines that the information they can find out is limited. Even so, He Jietong still knows much more than anyone else. Although He did not deliberately conceal it, and he also let Liu Zhen and Lin Ming read the information he obtained, but the person who knew the most was still not him.
Some things cannot be written on intelligence paper, nor can they be explained clearly in a few words.
Recently, He Jietong also received two sword letters, but they contained completely different contents.
A sword letter stated the general situation of Zhiming City recently. It was not much different from before, except that most of the immortal cultivators seemed to have left the city. Zhiming City had become much quieter and everything was fine.
The other sword letter is somewhat interesting. It says that an old immortal master came to the intelligence point of Qingyang Gate. He was wearing a black robe and arbitrarily interfered in the affairs of the intelligence point. He was also dismissed from his post. , letting a young boy be the leader, the sword expressed dissatisfaction with this matter and prayed that He Jietong could uphold justice.
However, because there is too much content, a lot of information in this sword book became unclear later on. It seems that the person who sent this sword book had too many useless words and took up too much space. In the end, this is not about cultivating immortals. It is not the kind of standard sword book used to convey messages between readers, but a sword book made from discarded scraps and can be used by ordinary people. On the one hand, it can only be used once because of its texture; The reason is that it can only hold very little content, so this kind of sword book requires conciseness and conciseness, but this sword book...
He Jietong ignored it after reading the sword book. He would not care about this kind of thing. Who is in charge of these intelligence points has little or even no impact on him. One or two of the objections are harmless, but He was a little strange, who could be this person who interfered with the intelligence point?
The old black robe...
Could it be that there are elders coming down from the mountain?
He Jietong quickly rejected this conjecture. If the person who came here could be called his elder and would not do such boring things, then he would be another fellow disciple, but ordinary people were not qualified to manage the intelligence point. thing.
Unable to figure things out, He Jietong thought he would go back and check the situation if he had time. If he didn't have time, forget it.
While thinking this way, there was a faint sound of fighting in front of them, which made them slow down, but soon the sound of fighting stopped, but the Yin Qi and ghosts around them were much less.
Thinking of the recent arrival of too many people in Zhiming City, whether they were joining in the fun or gathering here by chance, it was difficult to deal with them. Coupled with the situation at this time, he also sounded the alarm in his heart and reminded: "Everyone Be careful, there may be ghost cultivators."
As the head disciple, he learned many things and mastered many things by Zhong Ding's side. Although Zhong Ding did not let him participate in many things, he really trained him as his successor. In other words By the way, if nothing else happens, He Jietong will be the next head of the Qingyang Sect.
Of course, that was after Zhong Ding abdicated, but now Zhong Ding is in the prime of life, and no one knows when he will abdicate.
After He Jietong's reminder and the changes in the surrounding environment, everyone became nervous and alert.
Not long after, there was some slight movement ahead, and several black shadows passed through the trees and were approaching.
They exchanged looks with each other, and without saying a word, they quickly found a place to hide.
This time, in order not to be exposed due to their own reasons, Liu Tangtang, Chen Yong and Ma Biao all tried their best to hold their breath, even wishing to stop their hearts for a while.
And soon, they noticed that the air around them became heavier and the temperature dropped suddenly. The sudden low temperature seemed to make them forget to breathe and stop their heartbeat.
The yin energy suddenly became heavier again.
Those black shadows just happened to stop here. They were all trapped in the black air and couldn't see how many people there were.
"Brother, why did you stop suddenly?"
"There seems to be someone in this area."
"I feel it too, and I'm a little angry." Someone looked around in the black aura, "But he must have left. Damn it, these ghost auras have hindered my perception."
"I didn't expect that there would be such a powerful immortal cultivator in a place like this, and they would recognize our identities." The voice was hoarse, with a hint of lingering fear in his tone, "Fortunately, we ran in time, otherwise we might have been It's a pity to stay there. We have absorbed so many ghosts. As long as we find a place to refine and absorb them, our cultivation level will increase greatly. Unexpectedly, we were forced to release the ghosts from our bodies because of that guy. This time If we can't restrain ourselves, it will have an impact on our next actions."
"There's nothing we can do about it. We've absorbed too many ghosts, but fortunately they can't be completely dispersed for a while. Let's find a place to refine them first. We can still increase our cultivation to some extent, but it's just not as amazing as originally expected. .”
Thinking of the amount of ghosts they had absorbed before, after refining and absorbing them all, their cultivation level will advance by leaps and bounds, far beyond this time, and even far beyond those elites of the same sect. These people were excited, but that dream was suddenly broken, leaving them I couldn't balance my heart, and the more I thought about it, the more pity I felt.
At this moment, a sword suddenly stabbed over.
It was a scorching sword, like it was holding the sun.
These ghost cultivators seemed to have met their nemesis. The ghosts around them let out gloomy and fear-filled screams. They disappeared in a short time, and the black energy instantly became lighter.
Seeing Liu Zhen take action, He Jietong, who originally wanted to listen a few more words to determine the opponent's identity, did not hesitate, stepped out, drew his sword and stabbed.
"Since Qingyang Yuyanjue is the nemesis of these ghosts, I can use you to show off my reputation."
"Qingyang Royal Flame Jue? Are you from the Qingyang Sect?"
People in the black air screamed in fear.
"You hide your head and show your tail, let me see your true face in Lushan."
He Jietong's sword was lit with fire. When he used the Wolf Smoke, countless sparks flew into the air. The ghosts and ghosts that passed by the sparks were burned into wisps of blue smoke and disappeared in an instant.
The black energy dissipated, and the ghost souls absorbed by these ghost cultivators were almost exhausted. Each of them looked pale and looked exhausted. They were forced to huddle together by the masculine energy of Qingyang Yuyan Jue, and were in a dilemma.
The results were remarkable, He Jietong and Liu Zhen looked at each other and smiled.
Lin Ming held the sword, raised it and put it down, complaining: "What the hell, it's over now? I haven't made a move yet!"
Without the cover of those ghostly auras, these people had nowhere to hide. A mere four of them looked like a large group under the gloomy ghostly aura.
Unexpectedly, after seeing the true faces of those people, especially the clothes they were wearing, He Jietong's expression changed drastically and he exclaimed: "People from the Ghost Sect? How is this possible?"
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