Yunwu Villa is located in the south of Middle-earth, in a place called Rhinoceros Horn.
There are not only high mountains and ridges here, but also vast forests and streams. The natural landscape is unique.
As the name suggests, Yunwu Villa is shrouded in thick fog all year round, and the humidity is extremely heavy, making it very difficult for people to stay.
No one knows who built this villa and what it is used for, making it extremely mysterious.
Yunwu Villa has been full of wars, conspiracies and legends since its establishment.
It is located at the junction of the two major sects, Mengze Sect and Donghai Sect. The battles and cooperation between the three sects have had a profound impact on the Villa.
Yan Yun rode on the back of the human-faced vulture, crossing the sky. After ten days of long journey, he was close to his destination.
After he became a monk in the Lingtai realm, he went to Yanhe Peak before setting off.
His former senior brother Hu Yanlin and second senior brother Qiu Yu, as well as the deacon disciples who had tricked him into participating in the Soul Seizing Society, were all surprised. They either apologized or apologized, and they were very busy.
Things are different now. Yan Yun will not care too much about these people. He just nods and the grudges are wiped out.
All he cares about are Qingchan, Yuantai and Ji Zhao.
The three of them were enrolled in the Battle Master Hall, so Yan Yun naturally had to prepare some resources for them to prepare for future emergencies.
The five Nether Barbarian Bulls, three ordinary Nether Ones, and ten Yin Clan in Yanyun's storage bag were all given to Qingchan.
As expected, this woman did not disappoint Yan Yun. Her skills in taming animals were particularly outstanding. In just one day and one night, she had trained these domineering aliens to be docile.
Yan Yun took out a lot of talismans and materials and gave them to Yuan Tai and Ji Zhao. With these resources, the three of them must be able to gain a foothold in the Battle Master Hall.
Behind Yan Yun, Fairy Qiu Yan stretched out her slender fingers, pinched a corner of his Taoist robe, and turned her head to look at the mountains in front of her without saying a word.
He glanced at Fairy Qiuyan behind him and couldn't help but feel a little confused.
Fairy Qiuyan's expression looked very heavy, which was very different from her light as a swallow and full of smile.
"Senior sister, why do you look so sad?" Yan Yun asked with a smile.
"Thank you for being able to laugh!" Fairy Qiuyan rolled her eyes at him.
"Then I would like to ask my senior sister to explain."
"My identity is unknown. I only heard that it is a place of right and wrong. In just thirty years, as many as ten monks in the Lingtai Realm of the Battle Master Hall have died..."
Lingtai realm monks are the foundation of a sect. Ten people died in a villa in thirty years, which shocked Yan Yun.
"Yunwu Villa is located between the Donghai Sect and the Mengze Sect. It is the place where the Nanshan Sect communicates with the other two sects. Because there are many rare treasures in Yunmengze and the nearby Tianmu Mountain, the competition is fierce..."
Yan Yun smiled bitterly and said: "I see, it seems that Master has really sent a good mission to you and me."
Fairy Qiuyan curled her lips and said, "If you hadn't really had amazing magical powers and had the grace to save my life, I wouldn't have committed the crime of falsely conveying the master's will."
"Sister, you don't have to be like this."
"Now that the matter is over, how are you doing?"
"What can we do? Just work with senior sister to do something big in Yunwu Villa!" Yan Yun suddenly laughed and said, "Senior sister, hurry up, we are going down!"
After finishing speaking, a whirlwind blew up from the end of the open wings of the human-faced vulture, and it suddenly fell vertically.
Fairy Qiuyan was taken aback and grabbed Yan Yun's waist. Then her face turned red and she hit him on the shoulder.
Yan Yun smiled slightly, looking towards a verdant peak shrouded in clouds and mist, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
For some reason, he had a bad premonition. This villa with its white walls and blue tiles, which seemed to have an unearthly appearance, made him very uncomfortable.
The human-faced vulture approached the villa about ten feet without any resistance. Only then did a warning voice come from the villa: "Who is coming?"
"Fairy Zhanshitang Qiuyan and Yan Yun are here to report!" Yan Yun replied.
"It turns out they are two seniors. This is great!" A voice of surprise came from a Qi Condensation Realm disciple, "I would like to ask you two seniors to wait while the disciples remove the formation."
There was a flash of light, and a transparent curtain of light receded, revealing the main body of the villa.
Yan Yun drove the human-faced vulture and swooped towards the spacious platform in front of the villa at high speed.
"Wait a minute..." Fairy Qiuyan reminded.
"It's okay, senior sister, don't worry."
"How can you be sure?"
"If there is a problem, it cannot escape my eyes."
In Yan Yun's deep pupils, there are circles of longitude and latitude lines spreading out. If there is an ambush or the formation is hidden, he can detect it.
On the brick floor of Yunwu Villa, the human-faced vulture suddenly landed on the ground, and was immediately put into the spirit beast bag by Yan Yun.
Disciples had already arrived to welcome him respectfully, and at the same time they bowed their heads and said, "Seniors, Senior Yutong is ill and cannot greet us. Please move on."
"Lead the way!" Yan Yun said, turning aside and letting Fairy Qiuyan walk in front.
Inside the village gate, there was a strong smell of herbs, accompanied by a hint of rotten meat.
"Could it be that many people were injured?" Yan Yun asked.
"Yes, some time ago, senior Yutong led us to Yunmengze to investigate the whereabouts of the Jiuyou City ruins. We didn't want to be ambushed..."
This disciple's words were deep and his mood was very low. It was obvious that this conflict had caused great damage to Yunmeng Villa.
Yan Yun frowned and asked, "Yun Mengze, is that the territory in Mengze?"
The disciple explained: "Not really, Yunmengze occupies the entire belly of the Middle Earth and is connected to the sea, but it is relatively close to Mengzezhong."
Fairy Qiuyan asked: "Could it be Senior Brother Yutong who was ambushed by Mengze Sect?"
"I... don't know..." the disciple said in shame.
It's worth pondering if you are ambushed and you don't know who the person who set up the ambush is.
The two of them had no intention of appreciating the unique beauty of rain beating banana trees in the south. They walked through the halls and alleys until they stopped in front of a moon gate.
At this time, twenty or thirty bandaged Qi Condensation Realm disciples from Zhanshitang came to salute the two of them.
Yan Yun just nodded.
"I heard a message from my master earlier, saying that two senior brothers have come to assist me in boxing. Please forgive me for not being able to perform a full ceremony..."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a series of violent coughs, and he was as decadent as an old man.
For a monk, this is simply unimaginable!
