"In this rain and fog, we can't use plants to find out information here."
Agusu explained to Lu Yun.
The sacred tree Qingmu is in charge of all the trees in the Ancient Man Mountains. These trees are the best eyes and ears for the Qingmu people.
But as people from other tribes, they naturally don’t want to be spied on day and night.
Just like the Orcs apply special juice to avoid the Aoki Tribe's detection, the Shanshui Tribe also has its own methods.
Lu Yun simply opened her umbrella to block the rain.
Glancing at Lu Yun, the visitor smiled heartily.
It was a middle-aged man. Surprisingly, he was dressed like a monk from the outside world.
A gray robe covered his body, but this man was dressed more casually, with a large part of his chest exposed.
Unlike Ji Hongxi's unrestrained style, this one is bold and wild.
The clan that can control water flow do not look as gentle as water, but they look brave and good at fighting.
In Lu Yun's view, the Shanshui Tribe were said to be ancient barbarians, more like small villages in the outside world.
The female warriors of the Aoki tribe are not interested in these chest-muscled men.
Well... they like weak men because they have a desire to conquer.
"Yao Tian, long time no see."
Aguyu stepped forward to talk to Yaotian. The two seemed to have a close relationship, but looking at the hands of the two who had not let go, it was clear that the two were competing with each other.
"Hehe, please come this way."
In the end, it was Yao Tian who let go first and made a gesture of invitation.
Lu Yun followed the Qingmu tribe members, and she could feel many eyes prying on her body.
This kind of prying was not like the curiosity she had when she first came to the Aoki Clan, but they were already used to being treated like outsiders and were dispensable.
Lu Yun did not release Wu Zhuo.
She was communicating with Ji Hongxi through voice transmission despite the gazes of those people.
"I think there are human monks in the Shanshui Tribe."
She felt the presence of spiritual power in more than one person.
There are people in the Shanshui Tribe who have started practicing cultivation for a long time.
This place is not like those outside sects that have been passed down for many years. It is a trivial matter for ordinary people to step into practice without the guidance of professionals.
It's very common for a person's spiritual power to go wrong and his body to explode and die.
But she saw that these people had no such concerns. Although these people's cultivation levels were very low, basically at the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, they had indeed entered the orthodox practice.
What can be done is that someone can provide guidance to the people of the Shanshui Tribe.
So Lu Yun guessed that there were human monks here.
"Um."
"I'll look for it first."
The Nascent Soul cultivator used his spiritual sense to detect Queen Yao, and Ji Hongxi found her quickly among the tribe.
In terms of scale, the Shanshui Tribe is also larger than the Aoki Tribe.
Under the wet ground, as they walked, they left footprints one after another.
The footprints were soon filled with rainwater, and the water surged and completely covered the footprints.
"Huh!"
Ji Hongxi's voice rang in her mind, but Lu Yun didn't look over.
After waiting for a while, Ji Hongxi spoke again: "I found the person. He is also a Nascent Soul. His cultivation level is probably in the late Nascent Soul stage, but I think he is seriously injured."
"Tsk...he found me."
"No, people are coming!"
"careful!"
The next few words were hurried, and in the blink of an eye, a figure appeared in front of Lu Yun.
Aguyu also appeared next to Lu Yun, and the rich power of green wood avoided the drizzle nearby.
The two sides confronted each other, and the tense atmosphere was on the verge of breaking out.
Lu Yun raised her umbrella, looked up at the tall and muscular man in front of her, and smiled.
"Senior Heishan, long time no see."
Yes, the visitor is Montenegro.
Ever since the other party, Heishan, seriously injured the cave owner of Bodhi Cave, the outside world has rarely heard from the other party.
Some people say that he failed in revenge and died in the hands of some powerful person.
Lu Yun didn't think the other party was dead.
But seeing the seriously injured Heishan here was also a surprise.
"Tsk, little girl, that's good."
Heishan squinted his eyes, and his eyes did not mean to reminisce about the past, but instead were sharp and fierce.
Immediately, the ancient bronze sword appeared in his palm, and it split open with ghostly shadows. It was the Biluohuangquan Kill that Lu Yun was most familiar with.
Heishan struck so fast that Ji Hongxi, who was surrounded by female warriors, had no time to react.
His pupils were wrinkled and his eyes were scarlet.
"fine."
After Lu Yun sent the message to Ji Hongxi, she quickly retreated.
Throwing away the umbrella, Han Jiangxue faced the difficulty and stepped forward. The swords met and Lu Yun was knocked away.
Stomping her feet on the ground, Lu Yun looked at the plowed marks on the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth expressionlessly.
"Change the sword!"
Heishan glanced at Han Jiangxue, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"Let me see what you learned from that move of mine!"
The broad knife pointed at the ground, and a crack formed.
Lu Yun jumped onto the roofs on both sides, and she obediently took out Wu Zhu.
There seems to be no change on the dark Wu Zhuo, but upon closer inspection, you can find some strange lines wrapped around the sword.
That's Bishengteng.
As the spiritual power was transferred in, the green light lit up the totem and swayed on the sword, like a layer of flame, evaporating the falling drizzle.
This was a gift from the sacred tree Qingmu to Lu Yun.
Lu Yun bowed and moved her center downwards. She held the sword in both hands and greeted Heishan.
After the two fought again, the sound of weapons clashing was particularly sharp, forcing some weak ancient barbarians to avoid it.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Lu Yun's confrontation with Heishan is like hitting an egg against a stone.
Lu Yun seemed to be firing on all cylinders, but Heishan could force Lu Yun back with just one blow.
"He didn't mean to kill Ayun."
Approaching Ji Hongxi, Agusu said, his eyes asking if he wanted help.
"……Need not!"
Ji Hongxi shook his head. The junior sister looked very confident.
Lu Yun actually wasn't sure.
Wu Zhuo and Kuandao faced each other, and both weapons were buzzing, which was the joy of seeing their opponents.
With each heavy blow, green fire burned, passing over Heishan's body, sweeping away part of his spiritual power, and then feeding it back to Lu Yun, weakening her spiritual power consumption.
This is how gifts are used.
Wu Zhuo is a heavy sword, which consumes more spiritual power than a light sword like Han Jiangxue, but Qingmu's gift means that Lu Yun doesn't have to worry about this.
"Haha, not bad ability!"
Heishan also discovered that part of his spiritual power had been "stolen" and didn't care.
Even though he is not at the level of Nascent Soul, it is still very easy to defeat Lu Yun, a junior who has just entered the early stage of Jindan.
To outsiders, Lu Yun was being abused.
He was knocked out again and again, got up again, and rushed up again, as if tirelessly, repeating the miserable scene.
In the drizzle, her black hair danced, revealing Lu Yun's eyes that looked like glass.
The dark eyes were like a vast sea of stars, with thousands of stars floating and sinking. The stars were twinkling, and the brightness and extinction between them was unfathomable.
Shaking away the rain on her cheeks, Lu Yun had a gentle smile on her lips.
During the fight with Heishan, the mark of the sword left in her soul was slowly dissolving.
Just when the last trace disappeared, Lu Yun held her sword and split the rain and mist.
