A forbidden place in Haoran Pavilion.
Old Monster Yang put the same restrictions on the letter again, nodded with satisfaction and said:
"My previous impression of Jiang Yun was that he was lucky and would go a long way in his future cultivation, but I didn't expect that this person also has a broad mind."
"This time, not only did I send Geng Jin, but I also mentioned in the letter that boy Long Hao should follow me to practice with peace of mind, and don't worry about Spirit Beast Mountain."
"He also said that his tribesmen who tend to follow the trend will help him take care of it and will not let them come to Haoran Pavilion to ruin his reputation."
"This letter has helped me a lot. Since Jiang Yun has no objection to becoming my teacher, I think most of the kid's thoughts of running away will disappear after seeing this letter."
Yang Xiaozhu on the side asked: "Old Ancestor, since there is no problem, I will hand over the letterhead and Geng Jin to Senior Brother Long later, and then I will tell you that someone from Spirit Beast Mountain has delivered the things and left."
Old Ancestor Yang put the things back into the box and waved his hands: "Go, go."
Yang Xiaozhu took the box, remembered his brother's instructions, and said tentatively from the side:
"Ancestor, Ling'an performed well this time. Not only was his acting skills excellent, but he also showed great wit when facing the three questions from the visitors."
"etc!"
"What three questions?"
Ancestor Yang stared at Yang Xiaozhu's face with a serious expression.
Yang Xiaozhu seemed to have realized something, and recounted what happened today.
Shortly after.
Ancestor Yang frowned and said: "Could it be that the answer was wrong, but the other party pretended not to know? After all, in our territory, anyone with any brains will not expose it in public, otherwise, his life will be in danger."
Although nothing could be seen in the whole process, Old Ancestor Yang had lived for a long time and his rich life experience made him vaguely aware of the problem.
"This" Yang Xiaozhu opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
Ancestor Yang's eyes flashed with a stern look, and he said sternly: "Haoran Pavilion's reputation cannot be compromised. We would rather kill the wrong one than let him go!"
"To be on the safe side, I will send someone to follow the team from Spirit Beast Mountain quietly. You can immediately go to Long Hao to talk to him. If there are any problems, immediately send a message to ask them to bring them back."
"I will tell you to try to capture him alive without harming his life. In case the boy Long Hao knows about it later and will complain."
"Yes, ancestor."
The two began to act separately. Yang Laozu went to inform his confidants, while Yang Xiaozhu sent a box to find out the news.
Not long after, the three monks at the Alchemy Stage quickly flew out of the Haoran Pavilion Sect. The leader of the team is a late-stage pill-forming monk who has been famous in Tiannan for a long time, and the remaining two are also in the middle-stage pill-forming stage.
Their target was naturally the team of Spirit Beast Mountain envoys led by Yu Mo, a monk in the early stage of forming pills.
Judging from the gap in combat power between the two sides, Haoran Pavilion is indeed very cautious in its actions.
Soon after, Long Hao retreated.
Long Hao put down the letter in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face.
Yang Xiaozhu on the side was surprised when he saw this, and at the same time he had a new understanding of Jiang Yun's position in Long Hao's mind.
Long Hao became a disciple of Jiang Yun at the age of eleven when he was still in the qi training stage. Now he has become a monk in the alchemy stage. He remembers every word and deed of Jiang Yun's teachings and love for him.
The female ghost has really taught him a lot in recent years, especially about human nature. Combined with the increased experience, some things in the past have been understood for a long time.
For example, when I asked him to deliver a message before the battle of Jinguyuan, I still smile knowingly when I think about it now. The master also worked hard for him.
In his heart, he only has Jiang Yun as his master, and he will never accept that weird old man as his master.
"Master, don't worry! I understand what you mean."
"Haoran Pavilion is so powerful that there is nothing you and I can do about it, but whether it is thirty years, fifty years, or one hundred years! One day I will go back and listen to your teachings again."
"However, I, Long Hao, have clear grudges. The "Long Song Sword Code" given by Haoran Pavilion is indeed very suitable for me and will be of great help to my path. In the future, I will repay this kindness and end this karma."
Long Hao's firm will can be seen in his eyes.
Long Hao still doesn't know the various operations of Old Monster Yang. It's really hard to say what Long Hao will do in the future.
The letter stated that he would practice with Patriarch Yang with peace of mind, which Long Hao understood to mean that he should wait until the time comes.
So in Yang Xiaozhu's eyes, the effect of this letter was immediate and he even took the initiative to start a conversation. This surprised and surprised her.
Yang Xiaozhu also took the opportunity to make excuses, and left politely after half an hour.
On the way to leave, Yang Xiaozhu held his forehead and looked a little unhappy.
"He has an ordinary appearance, slightly dark skin, pseudo-spiritual roots, and a very high level of fighting skills but he likes to keep a low profile and keep a distance from him intentionally or unintentionally when outsiders are around."
"This is a completely, completely wrong answer!"
Yang Xiaozhu could not have imagined that he would be so thoroughly exposed.
In fact, Han Li had always disliked attracting attention because of his possession of the little green bottle, and he tried his best to avoid getting too close to the center of attention like Long Hao in front of outsiders.
Privately, the relationship between the two is quite good.
"Is this Jiang Yun really a strange person? He actually asked a Tianlinggen disciple to personally deliver a message to such a mediocre person who was lucky enough to successfully build the foundation, but has no hope of forming a pill."
"I can only say that he is worthy of being a Tianpin Golden Pill cultivator. His thoughts are indeed different from those of normal people."
Yang Xiaozhu thought silently.
Not long after, a white talisman flew out from the top of a tall tower behind the Head Hall.
The talisman's white light flashed and turned into a small white sword, piercing the air and disappearing slowly in the process.
This is Haoran Pavilion's special sound-transmitting sword talisman. It is extremely fast and concealable. The most important thing is that it can fly to the corresponding person's hands accurately.
The principle is to pull and position through a ray of awe-inspiring energy left by the monks in the tower, which cannot be used by outsiders. However, this talisman is not easy to make and will not be used easily.
An hour later.
Yu Mo, who was standing at the bow of the airship, glanced behind him.
I saw three figures following them dozens of miles away. They did not get closer, but they had no intention of leaving either.
Less than half an hour after he left the Haoran Pavilion Sect, these three people caught up with them and followed them all the way. This caught him off guard and had no time to change his route.
Although I don’t understand why the other party didn’t take action, in our team he is in the early stage of pill formation, there is also a fifth-level Yunjun, and there are still nine foundation-building monks left.
If the opponent takes action, no matter how hard he hits him, he has no chance of winning. Even if he uses his own natal spiritual insects and the puppets he has accumulated over the years, it will be of no use.
"I just hope they can let these disciples go." Yu Mo thought secretly.
Official visits to other sects required an envoy. He really didn't understand the meaning of this rule.
Suddenly, a familiar voice reached his ears, which cheered him up.
"Since they haven't taken action, just wait and see what happens and continue flying. Currently we are still within the influence of Haoran Pavilion. I will take them down when we reach the border of Fengdu Kingdom."
"The monks in the pill-forming stage must know more about Long Hao's situation, so he just arrived at his door."
At this time, Jiang Yun was following from a distance while remaining invisible.
At this time, the three alchemy monks were also communicating with each other using their spiritual consciousness.
The three of them stepped on a white flying sword. The style looked completely different from the flying swords commonly seen in the world of immortality today. .
During the flight, the flying sword actually made a faint sound, like the breeze blowing through the bamboo tube.
Looking at the flying boat covered by wind spirit power in the distance, a beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a Taoist robe with a cold expression snorted: "Senior Brother Cui, this team from Spirit Beast Mountain is running really fast. If it weren't for Senior Brother's escape, The ancient treasure of the Sky Sword is incredibly fast, and we might really lose it."
"This speed mainly relies on Yunjun's wind spirit power. I have long heard that the spiritual beast Shan Jiangyun has raised a large group of Yunjun. I never thought that a disciple can carry a level 5 one on his body. This is a good thing." The young male cultivator wearing a long purple flute looked at Yun Jun greedily and sighed.
As a wind spirit root, he has not cultivated the aura of awe-inspiring aura. What he practices is the rare Le Dao technique. The combination of wind and music kills the enemy invisibly.
If you can get a Yunjun, it will be of great help in fighting. Unfortunately, it is common sense that adult monsters cannot recognize their master.
But if you can kill this Yunjun and use its materials to refine a wind-attribute magic weapon, it would be a beautiful thing.
The leader of the late-stage Dan-formation monk was a dark-skinned, middle-aged swordsman with a serious face. He had two long swords on his back and looked like he was keeping away from strangers.
He glanced at the young male cultivator and saw that his eyes were looking at Jun Yun fiercely. Not knowing what he was thinking, he said in a deep voice: "The mission given to us by the ancestor is just to follow. If we receive the summons, we will capture him alive." .”
"This person is Long Hao's senior brother. That Yunjun may be Jiang Yun's spiritual beast. If you want to do anything, please do whatever you want. But senior brother Long Hao values love and justice. If you have any opinions about you in the future, please let me know. It’s irrelevant.”
When the young male cultivator heard this, he was immediately excited. Although his qualifications were pretty good, they could not be compared with someone like Long Hao. Even if he left a bad impression, he would be miserable.
"Senior brother, you are joking. It's just my first time to see a precious spiritual beast like Yun Jun. I couldn't help but take a few more glances." The young male cultivator laughed dryly and withdrew his gaze.
The middle-aged swordsman wanted to say something else, but suddenly his eyes narrowed and he held out two fingers.
I saw a flash of white light on his fingertips, and a mini flying sword appeared out of thin air clamped on his fingertips. The other two people also looked over.
As the middle-aged sword cultivator recited a certain formula, the flying sword turned into a white talisman and inserted his spiritual consciousness into it.
Soon, the talisman turned into white smoke and dissipated.
"Ancestor has a destiny, take down the Spirit Beast Mountain group and try to capture them alive, but if you can't capture them alive, kill them and clean up the traces!"
"Do it!"
(End of chapter)
