"It seems that you and I are both unlucky. We got it so quickly..." Gu Huai's eyes were full of helplessness, and a trace of imperceptible anger flashed between his brows.
Gu Huai had already expected that these people would be found. Yun Dao is such a big place, and people will come looking for it sooner or later. He didn't expect to be able to hide here for long. Besides, neither of them are people who only know how to hide. They always have to go out when they have something on their minds. They can't always stay in one place to seek safety.
This is also the reason why he does not agree with Ningxia's immediate practice of this "Spiritual Journey". This back mountain is not absolutely safe. It can be said that the entire Yundao, southern Xinjiang and even the entire southeastern border are not safe for him. Ningxia's choice to practice here is no different from putting himself in danger. It is a proper risk.
It should be said that that person was determined to kill him on the spot and not give him a chance to return to Middle-earth. He even contacted so many local forces to help capture him along the way.
Tracking from the northern part of the southeastern border to the east and then to the current southern border, he almost attracted allies according to his foothold, and he must have paid a lot of good things for this. Unexpectedly, his lingering life is worth so much money, which is both annoying and funny.
They have been clinging to each other all the way, and even if the other party is annoyed, he is tired of it.
But Gu Huai also knew that if he didn't die, those people would chase after him like vicious dogs, eager to devour all his flesh and bones.
Looking at the number of people outside here, there are quite a few. In order to catch such a person like him, such a team was dispatched. I really think highly of him...
Gu Huai knew in his heart who these uninvited guests were coming for. This fellow Daoist Lin was obviously the one who was implicated.
Another one who ended up harming someone else.
If he doesn't become an immortal, he will definitely go to the eighteenth level of hell and suffer all kinds of suffering after his death. After all, he has caused so many misfortunes to so many people...
Gu Huai's expression was a little gloomy. He glanced at Ning Xia, who was still immersed in the mysterious realm, and seemed to have made some decision.
He looked at the red spirit pattern floating in his palm, which seemed to be a little unstable, and murmured: "...it still needs some time."
"You go over there...it should be nearby..."
"The outside has been surrounded. There is no way he can run out of this mountain..."
"But why...can't find it...this fog is a little strange..."
"No, that's not fog, it should be something like a maze. Go quickly and call someone who is good at formations."
…
Probably because they finally captured the target's whereabouts, everyone who was still a little depressed couldn't help but cheer up, as if they wanted to vent all the depression and energy they had suffered throughout the night.
However, it had little effect on the unknown maze that stood on their search path.
Fifth Min looked at the thick fog in front of him with an ugly expression. The trees and grass behind him looked shadowy and strange. Even if he were a monk with a golden elixir, he couldn't guarantee that he would escape unscathed, and besides, he didn't know the formation yet.
I thought I was just here to catch a scapegoat, but I never expected to encounter such a situation.
But before that, they had not received relevant information. Such a formation was not something that ordinary formation masters could construct. Could it be that the other party is still a master of array magic?
"Aqi, what time is it now?" Diwu Min said in a hoarse voice.
A tall and thin monk diagonally behind said in a low voice: "There is still one hour until the moment..."
One hour...one hour is enough.
He gritted his teeth, ordered a few people to form a team, and planned to rush directly into the formation. The rest of the people stayed outside and tried their best to surround the place so as not to give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it.
How strong would an array formed by monks who could not form a single elixir be? He led several Jindan monks below to solve this broken formation.
However, Wu Min didn't know, he thought it was just what he thought after all. Soon he would find that he was stuck in the maze formed by a mere foundation-building monk, unable to make any progress, but it bought a lot of time for the two of them in Ningxia.
"Sir, we are ready. All the guests have already taken their seats, just waiting for your order." Dressed in a neat green robe, the young man's unruly eyebrows were full of submission at this time. If anyone outside saw Master Chongzi, his always ruthless right-hand man, showing such an expression, they would be very surprised.
The person in front of the mirror didn't respond. He just kept bending over and bowing behind him, as if he didn't hear him. But the young man did not dare to remind him again, lest he offend his wrathful Lord.
It seemed like a long time had passed. The man at the back was sweating on his forehead and could hardly straighten his waist. Then he spoke out with great mercy: "You are here."
"Come here, come to me." The person in the mirror has gentle eyebrows and neatly groomed temples. The tall purple jade crown complements the solemn dark purple dress, which makes his face look a bit mediocre on weekdays. It adds a bit of color, but shows a bit of the beauty inherited from the mother.
When the Fifth Changfeng came over, the Fifth Purple was actually almost done, just missing the hairpin.
When the fifth eldest brother, Feng Yiyan, stood behind him, he took out a Nine Dragons Silver Hairpin from the box and handed it to him.
Looking at the silver hairpin, which was a little dull in color and still had sedimentation marks in several places, the young man was a little stuck. He hesitated for a while before taking it.
The other party's hesitation was clearly visible to Fifth Purple, but he remained silent.
"You're a good boy..." someone with a majestic look in the mirror said coldly.
He didn't know where this emotion made the person behind him feel guilty, and his wrist immediately shook.
This Nine Dragons silver hairpin is engraved with dragon patterns on the top and bottom. Although the carving is meticulous, there will inevitably be some unevenness throughout the whole body. It's a bit difficult to use, and it's definitely frustrating.
Wu Changfeng's shaking was quite strong, and it immediately caused Wu Wuzi's scalp to hurt. He was startled. Misfortunes never come singly. The hairpin fell heavily to the ground along with his movements, making a crisp sound.
The young man's face immediately turned pale, and he wanted to kneel down and confess. He has been following this gentleman for a long time, so how could he not know the other party's methods? How could he make such a huge mistake?
Wu Changfeng's trembling hands wanted to pick up the silver hairpin on the ground, but he saw that the slightly deformed silver hairpin was picked up by the other party first and he sighed softly: "Sure enough, it is no longer useful when it is old. . Anyway, it’s time to replace it with a new one.”
For some reason, Wu Changfeng's heart skipped a beat when he heard these words, and he became even more frightened.
This person didn't seem to want to embarrass him. He put the broken silver hairpin into his sleeve, opened another box and took out a gorgeous gilt hairpin, signaling Fifth Changfeng to continue.
"Your skills are not as good as Amin. It's a pity that he is not as obedient as you...sigh"
Hairpin completed
A sigh echoed in the room for a long time, and it returned to calm.
