"The old lady and I were guests at the Lin family in Jiangnan. A month ago, we received an urgent report that something happened to the Mo family and asked us to come back quickly. The old lady and I drove back in a carriage. The others were still on the way back, in the suburbs of the city. Suddenly someone blocked the road and the old lady was stabbed. I will drive the carriage back first, and you, Uncle Jiang, will stay to deal with them..."
"What strength do those people have?"
Steward Jiang turned his head and said, "Three low-level great spiritual masters, led by a high-level great spiritual master."
Mo Lan stood up, clenched his fists, and said with a tense face, "I'll go find him."
Ai Xiang and Lu Zhu quickly grabbed her, "Miss, you haven't been practicing for a long time. How can you defeat four great spiritual masters? Uncle Jiang must be determined to die. You can't go and send her off." Life, otherwise Uncle Jiang would have died in vain."
Mo Lan was very angry, but her face was calm.
Pushing Ai Xiang's hand away, he walked to the entrance of the courtyard and stopped.
After thinking for a while, he turned around and said, "Everyone in the Mo family is a relative to me. There is no distinction between master and servant. We have lived together for decades. At the very least, we have to... collect the bodies."
"stop!"
Song Fuyue came out of the room with a strong momentum. The pressure released by the great spiritual master made Mo Lan almost unable to move.
She sighed, "Steward Jiang, the old lady is awake and looking for you."
Butler Jiang nodded awkwardly and walked quickly into the house.
Song Fuyue walked to Mo Lan and patted her shoulder.
"Mom, go with you. Didn't you say we are a family? Then don't put all the pressure on yourself."
Mo Lan's eyes were red, this is the feeling of family, it's so good.
Song Fuyue asked Lan Die to take some people to guard the old lady's room. The concierge also sent extra people. Now she didn't know where the other party came from. If she knew the news that the old lady was not dead, she might attack again.
The mother and daughter took two horses, got on their horses, and went to the countryside.
In the dense forest, there is the residual aura of strong men after fighting, but Uncle Jiang is nowhere to be found.
“Jiejiejiejie—I knew that if he didn’t go back, someone would definitely come looking for him.”
Four great spiritual masters suddenly appeared in front of them.
"Lan'er, be careful. This is a hiding formation. It covers a large area. Go to the north and find a way to enter the formation to find your Uncle Jiang. Then come out of the Shengmen and leave this place to your mother."
Among the four great spiritual masters opposite, the highest level one is the seventh-level great spiritual master like Song Fuyue, and the other three are only second-level great spiritual masters.
Although Mo Lan was a little worried, she was only a spiritual master, and participating in the battle would drag her mother down.
He took a few steps back and ran towards the woods to the north.
A great spiritual master wanted to chase after him, but Song Fuyue whipped him back, "Your opponent is me!"
The leading man was dragging a spiritual box in his hand, and the white spiritual power was constantly rotating on it.
"Mrs. Mo, Qingyue Lord, who was famous in the world sixteen years ago and whom the younger generation has admired for a long time, dares to challenge you in this formation today."
Song Fuyue withdrew her whip and looked coldly at the man in front of her. He was a seventh-level spiritual master in his early twenties.
The spirit box in his hand is the source of energy for the entire formation, or Lan'er can successfully find Jiang Wang and come out of the Shengmen. Either she takes the spirit box and puts it out.
"Since you want to compete with me in formations, you might as well submit your name. I, Lord Qingyue, will never compete with unknown people."
The man raised his chin and said, "Junior Gu Yansheng."
Song Fuyue thought about it for a while. She had never heard of Gu Yansheng, but her surname was Gu...
"The Gu family has been hiding from the world for hundreds of years and never comes out easily. I didn't expect this junior to be so virtuous!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the three people behind him were tied up with countless vines, with formation spiritual patterns attached to them, and they were dragged screaming into the forest without any movement.
"Since all the irrelevant people are gone, this junior will take action boldly!"
The white spiritual power gathered, the white chain was stretched out, and a six-change formation appeared at Song Fuyue's feet, with a spell floating on it.
"Hmph, with the spirit locking array and space restraint, your talent is really good."
With a wave of his hand, the surrounding trees turned into huge wooden boards, with white spiritual power surging on them. Block by block, they formed a Bagua array, trapping the two people inside.
Mo Lan went all the way north until he saw the barrier, but couldn't find a way to enter the formation.
The range of this hiding formation is so large, it is estimated to cover a radius of ten miles. It is really difficult to find someone in such a large formation.
What's more, she hasn't practiced the formation yet, why did her mother ask her to come?
Go north and find a way to join the battle? Entering the formation….
Could it be that!
Mo Lan crossed the barrier, but the formation did not stop her. She turned around and stepped in again. The surrounding scene changed instantly.
It turns out that everyone within the formation range wants to get out and has never thought about entering the formation. However, entering from the north is the only way to truly enter the formation.
There is no light within the formation. Even if you use light spiritual power, you can only see the place under your feet.
Mo Lan could feel the strong wind, which was not caused by the formation, which meant that she was at a high place and would fall if she was not careful with her steps.
Suddenly the ground trembled, and she almost lost her balance.
It's difficult to move forward now, every step must be carefully considered, and Uncle Jiang must be found.
correct!
Mo Lan took out the map and gathered a ball of light at his fingertips.
The entire formation layout appeared on the map, "Bai Yu, come out and smell if there is anyone else."
Bai Yu jumped out of the space, became the size of a palm, and jumped on her shoulders.
He sniffed, "In the south."
Mo Lan compared the map, avoided all the traps, and finally found the dying Jiang Wang.
"Uncle Jiang! Uncle Jiang! Wake up!"
Jiang Wang was lying on the ground, his eyes closed tightly, and his body smelled faintly of rotten flesh.
Mo Lan followed the smell and tore off his sleeves, revealing red spider patterns.
"Don't even think about it! Just now you used your mental power too much, if you use it again you will be dead!"
Bai Yu became as tall as her waist and stopped in front of her.
Mo Lan rubbed its furry head and said, "Don't worry, Uncle Jiang, I don't need my mental strength yet."
Jiang Wang is a third-level great spiritual master. His physical fitness is better than that of his grandmother, and there will be no big problem in the flow of spiritual power.
The key is that she doesn't have a silver needle in her hand now, so she can't seal the direction of the poison by acupuncture, nor can she move him.
It was too dark here, and it was difficult for light to penetrate and stay. Mo Lan touched his chin and pondered for a while.
With a flick of his fingertips, the drug entered Jiang Wang's body along his nose.
A thought took him to the space.
The strong light was a bit dazzling. Jiang Wang's eyelids moved but he did not wake up.
"Huh~ Fortunately, he was drugged."
Mo Lan walked into the yard, rummaged around in the alchemy room, and finally found a box on the shelf with Golden Needle written on it.
I stretched out my hand to take it off, but couldn't.
"I know you have restrictions, but now people's lives are at stake. You have to come down no matter what! Yeah!"
