But before Li Mu could investigate seriously, the figure rushed into the depression.
The alarm of the forbidden formation sounded, and Shen Bingxue quickly came out of the medicine refining place, but Sun Qi basically sat cross-legged in the depression. As soon as he noticed the intrusion, he immediately activated the three-day sword talisman.
In the cave, Sun Sanjiu followed Li Mu's previous instructions, holding a body-hiding array and hiding Li Ying aside.
Li Mu came to the depression very quickly and looked inside.
The person who came was not a demon, but an immortal cultivator.
He was about twenty years old, in the middle of the soul-building stage, dressed in cool clothes, and his elegant face obviously had something evil about it. The man was surrounded and trapped by several swords. He was obviously a little weak, but he was holding on weakly.
"Who set up the forbidden formation? They actually occupied the spiritual power veins of the Great Wolf Plains here! Don't you know that everything in the Great Wolf Plains belongs to our ancestors?"
While complaining, he held a scimitar and fought against the sword.
When Shen Bingxue and Sun Qi heard this, they were also slightly shocked. They stared at the immortal cultivator in the forbidden formation, but did not make a sound.
Li Mu also remained silent and thought to himself, again, is your old man the ancestor of Langyuan? The immortal cultivator in front of me is probably also a disciple of that ancestor, but why does he say that all this place belongs to his ancestor? In this situation, everyone is in front of the immortal cultivator.
"Hmph, hum!"
On the vines, the ape came several times. At the outsider, it roared several times, beat its chest, raised its hands and rushed forward.
The man's face changed, and he was helpless. He was already very unhappy with the forbidden formation, and the powerful ape made it even more dangerous, and he was about to be beaten right now.
"Beast! I accidentally ran away from you last time, but this time I'm here to kill you! I'll cut you into pieces!"
In that dilemma, he suddenly took out a piece of talisman.
"Guardian in Golden Clothes!"
The talisman paper suddenly exploded in the sky and turned into a lot of gray dust, floating down and showering him like golden light.
In an instant, his body seemed to be covered in a golden light, and his whole body seemed to be filled with gold and bright.
"Force me to use the fourth-class talisman gifted by my ancestors, and you will all die! You will suffer broken bones and muscles, which is extremely miserable!"
As soon as the talisman came out, his whole body changed. He let the swords attack him from left to right, but seemed to ignore them. Several swords hit his body, making a constant sound, like the knocking of iron tools, with some golden fire color, but he ignored them and apparently did not suffer any injuries.
Shen Bingxue frowned secretly and said, "It's actually the golden talisman. I heard that when using such a fourth-grade talisman, the whole body looks like gold, and no treasures below the third grade can damage it. It's true. But using that After the Golden Clothes Talisman, the speed of the immortal cultivator will be slowed down, and the spiritual consciousness will be greatly affected, so it should be dealt with."
Crack!
The curved knife struck suddenly and went straight towards Sun Qi. The momentum was so fierce that Sun Qi could hardly notice it and was about to be chopped down.
In the moment of crisis, a wooden shield stood up in an instant, holding the scimitar outside.
Shen Bingxue raised her hand and pushed Sun Qi back into the cave.
She held the Shura sword given by Li Mu and felt a little nameless worry thinking about Li Mu who had not returned home.
Just when she was about to attack, when she saw the exit of the depression, Li Mu came over in an instant. She felt relaxed and relied on, and she screamed a few times.
Li Mu waved his hand to tell her not to move, and immediately threw two sets of formations under the man.
He could see that this immortal cultivator was not an ordinary person, not an ordinary cultivator in the spiritual-building period. He was not injured in the three-day sword and talisman formation and the attack of the ape, and the scimitar in his hand was also of a second-class quality. It is a treasure, and it has a powerful talisman of the fourth level. Various signs showed that Shen Bingxue was not someone who could be hostile to him.
Throwing the formation, it quickly turned into several clouds.
When the man used the Golden Clothes Talisman, he was limited by his spiritual consciousness and added two sets of arrays to interfere repeatedly. He almost became black and blind and could not sense anything.
At this moment, he felt the fear and shouted in panic, "Who are you? You actually set up a ban on me here. Don't you know that I am a direct descendant of the ancestor of Langyuan? You dare to do this to me, why don't you lie down?" You beg me for forgiveness, but no one can save you!"
With this rare opportunity, Li Mu Wuyan took the Gourd of Flame and used the Earthen Armor Technique on him.
A large earth-colored cocoon surrounded and trapped him.
For oneself, the earth armor technique can protect oneself, but for others, if Li Mu continues the spell, it will be extremely difficult for others to get out of the earth armor.
The man argued for some time, but finally stopped. He stood numbly in his cocoon, unable to move.
"Who are you?"
Li Mu slowly approached and asked.
The man thought he was protected by the golden clothes, but he was worried even though he was surrounded. He resisted and said nothing, just "humming".
"Alas, your golden robe seems to be slowly fading. I heard that the talisman of the golden robe can only hold one stick of incense, but half the incense has passed, but you didn't say anything. I will come later."
How could Li Mu know how long the Golden Clothes Talisman could last? But that person was also using it for the first time, so he didn't quite understand it. He felt uneasy in his heart. He became even more uneasy when he heard Li Mu's words.
"Just let me go if you know what's interesting. I am the fourth disciple of the ancestor of Langyuan, Muhu!"
Although his voice was loud, his power was reduced.
Li Mu nodded slightly, he was really the ancestor of Langyuan, "Hey, I don't know what great achievement you mentioned about the ancestor of Langyuan?"
"What, you don't know who the ancestor of Langyuan is?" Muhu was shocked, "Every cultivator in the Great Wolfyuan is a disciple or fellow Taoist of the ancestor of Langyuan. Who are you waiting for?"
Shen Bingxue was displeased and frowned slightly, "I won't know until later, so what?"
"I don't know, then I'll wait for you."
Muhu was very happy, but he was afraid that others would be impatient or not listen, so he spoke louder, "The ancestor of Langyuan is named Mulong, and he is the largest person in the Great Wolfyuan. He has been here for decades, and has been here since. He has condensed his Qi to refine his pulse, and now he dominates the Great Wolf Plains. Who wouldn’t respect him? He has countless disciples, that is, only those who are as good as me among them can be given the surname Mu by Mu Ancestor.”
The surname of his ancestor was no longer there, but he was overjoyed. Thinking about it, Li Mu smiled with disdain.
Muhu still said to himself, "Originally, the Great Wolf Plains was very difficult and was always invaded by spiritual pets. Now, as long as the tribe pays tribute to Muzu in time, Muzu can send his disciples to help resist. Ha, since then From Shishan to Zhisha River, which tribe does not say that I, Muzu, am good?"
"Noisy."
Shen Bingxue was a little bored when she heard it, but she didn't really believe it in her heart. She just shrugged it off.
Li Mu gradually became clear that this was a Qi-condensing cultivator, and there was no such thing as a cultivator in Langyuan, occupying the past here.
If he would have arrived dozens of years earlier, would the ancestor here be Li Mu?
He thought for a moment and immediately shook his head. He could not establish his own ancestor, recruit disciples with surnames, accept surrenders from the tribe, and support himself through ordinary people. This was something he could not do.
From the behavior of Disciple No. 87 and the pain he felt when talking about Mu Zu with the Bai family, we can know that this ancestor of Langyuan must have no reputation in every tribe.
