There are a total of six people guarding the top of the Northern Territory. Ye Mingyu and Wucaifeng learned this through inquiring, but they did not go to check because they were afraid of disturbing the people on the mountain.

The next day, several people went to the top of the Northern Territory, and still acted separately in order to reduce the target.

From a distance, the top of the Northern Territory looks like a lighthouse leading to the sky, pointing straight upward, but the top is not visible because of the clouds and mist.

Qinglin and Youruo walked around the dense forest and walked towards the mountain. Not only were the wild beasts here, but they were also extremely ferocious. Apparently they felt that someone had violated their territory. Their cries would attract more companions and might even alarm them.

People in the mountains can only fight quickly.

Along the way, Qinglin and Youruo tried their best to avoid places with wild animals, until halfway up the mountain they found someone meditating, as if they were deliberately waiting for their arrival.

The two of them had kept a low profile, but they didn't expect to be discovered.

"Are you the one guarding here?" Qinglin looked at him, but saw that this man had no hair on his head, just like the monks in the temple. All he had missing was a piece of clothing that was far away from the world.

"One of them." The monk slowly opened his eyes, looked up at the two of them and said, "Everyone in Beiyu City calls me Luochen."

"Lochen?" Youruo recited it silently. The name also sounded like the title of a monk in a temple: "Are you a monk?"

"I was once a monk who left this northern city, but later I couldn't let go of the mortal world and came back." Liao Chen replied expressionlessly.

Liao Chen looks like he is only in his forties, but when he speaks and has a calm demeanor, he seems to have experienced a lot in the world.

"We want to go up the mountain for convenience, but we are definitely not interested in the mysterious things here, but have other needs." Youruo asked tentatively, she did not want to fight with the people here.

Liao Chen shook his head: "No matter what you are going to do, it is my responsibility to protect this place, unless you can defeat me."

Qinglin pulled out his sword. Liao Chen, who had closed his eyes to rest, raised his head again. His eyes were staring straight at the sword in Qinglin's hand: "What sword is yours?"

"The Nameless Sword." Qinglin didn't want to cause trouble in the future, so he didn't tell him directly.

"Unknown sword?" Liao Chen was dubious, as if he had never heard of this sword, but he felt that this sword was definitely extraordinary: "Then let me see the power of this sword."

Qinglin waved the sword in his hand, and the sound of the sword was enough to reverberate throughout the earth.

Monk Liao Chen stood up, disappeared on the spot, and appeared in front of Qing Lin the next moment. His hands were always closed in front of him: "This sword is by no means an ordinary sword."

"No matter what kind of sword it is, as long as it can defeat you, it's enough." After Qinglin finished speaking, a huge golden shadow appeared on the sword body, which circled and flew towards Monk Chen.

"Dragon?" Monk Liaochen was shocked, because although this golden dragon was just an illusion, it was like a real dragon.

The golden dragon opened its mouth wide, and the dragon whiskers on both sides kept swinging along with the whole body. It flew forward, and its sharp claws seemed to be able to tear the things in front of it into pieces in an instant.

Monk Liao Chen was forced to retreat continuously, but he was not afraid at all. Instead, he said with a smile on his lips: "The power is not small, but it is a pity that no matter how great the strength is, it is in vain."

Qinglin only felt that the power in the golden dragon's body was constantly decreasing, and the golden light on his body was slowly fading, while the power in Monk Liaochen's hands was increasing. This man from Beiyu City could not only rebound the power, but also defeat others.

Use the power for your own use.

Monk Liao Chen knew that the dragon shadow was a virtual object, so he appeared directly in front of Qinglin the next moment, and used all the power in his hand towards Qinglin.

Qinglin's face changed. Although the power was his own, he could punch it out but couldn't withdraw it at all. Facing this powerful force, he could only dodge. If he resisted, the power he punched out would come back again.

"What kind of skill is this? Why can't everyone in Beiyu City know how to fight against it?" Youruo thought silently and observed everything.

After Qinglin dispersed his own power, he took back the weakened golden dragon phantom, but he discovered one thing, that is, the power that Monk Liaochen absorbed every time had to be beaten out, but every time he hit it, he had to fight it out.

At the same time, it consumes the power in his body.

"Who are you? You can tell it right away." Monk Liaochen clasped his hands together again, and instantly lost all intention of fighting again.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but if I continue, you will definitely be the first to be drained of your inner strength."

"You can go." Monk Liaochen sat back down in his original position, as if he hadn't moved.

"Then thank you, senior." Qinglin smiled faintly and put away the Qinglong Sword.

Monk Liao Chen looked at the two people's backs as they were about to leave, but couldn't help but asked again: "Can you tell me what kind of sword this sword is?"

Qinglin stopped and said with his back turned, "Senior, can you tell me what secrets are hidden in the people of Beiyu City?"

Monk Liaochen understood that Qinglin wanted to exchange conditions. Although he wanted to know what the sword was, he couldn't tell, so he could only close his eyes in silence.

Seeing that the people behind him were silent for a while, Qinglin and Youruo continued walking towards the mountain.

"Qinglin, what's going on? Why did Monk Liaochen let us go?" Youruo still doesn't understand what's going on.

"Although I don't know why he can rebound our power, I can feel that it takes a lot of internal energy for him to use this secret technique once. If an ordinary person in Beiyu City only needs one time, he will be able to use it once."

His inner strength has been drained. Now that he has been discovered, why does he still insist on doing such a thing that hurts both sides and brings no benefits? "

Youruo thought that Monk Luochen was really a smart man. He would give up temporarily when he knew he couldn't beat him. Only by giving up could he gain something.

The sound came from nowhere, causing rocks to roll down, startling birds to fly around, and even the wild beasts to scream.

"Let's go take a look." Qinglin was not worried about Luonan Lingyi, because King Haijiao was not an ordinary person. He was worried about Ye Mingyu and Wucaifeng, fearing that they would encounter big trouble.

Sure enough, just as Qinglin feared, the two of them were being chased by a burly-looking man with no way to escape. At the same time, another person rushed over.

Qinglin stared at that person, and that person happened to be looking this way.

The big man who was fighting Ye Mingyu and Wucaifeng sighed when he saw Qinglin and Youruo: "What happened today? So many people are dying."

Qinglin and Youruo looked at each other, and it was unclear whether these people were referring to a few of them or someone else.

"Just leave these two people to me." The monk who had just arrived with Qing Lin and the others smiled at the two of them with a sense of pride.

"Then be careful, you just suffered a lot of losses." The big man warned and continued to quarrel with Ye Mingyu.

Qinglin pursed his lips and smiled at the monk. He didn't want to use a sword this time. He just wanted to test whether their secret skills could withstand the power of fire and bounce back.
Chapter completed!