Erluzi is just cautious, but he is not really afraid of trouble, and he is quite protective of those related to him.

It's just that after all, it's the Long family, the number one true spirit family, so it's not good to make such a big show of looking for trouble.

"Don't worry! We are not looking for trouble. The Long family has plenty of opportunities. There is no rush now, and I won't take action. This is your apprentice, not mine. You can solve it yourself."

Lin Changsheng chuckled. The Long family did not have a good relationship with him. Although the Long family had been suing for peace in recent years, he had not accepted it.

After all, in the years since he left, the Long family has often made things difficult for the wives and concubines related to him.

But instead of teaching the Long family a lesson with great fanfare now, it would be better to wait until the Zhenling family competition and let the Long family fall down.

"I see."

Hearing this, Er Lunzi said nothing more, and then began to use the secret method to search for traces of the spirit child.

…

At the same time, the old woman walked quickly and in a moment passed through a corridor and entered a room with unusually simple decoration.

In this room, a young man wearing a white robe but with a sallow complexion was sitting at a stone table, concentrating on a silver book.

"Mother, why are you here so suddenly?" As soon as he saw the old woman walking in, the young man immediately put down the book in his hand and said with a smile.

"Ming'er, pack your bags immediately. We are going to the Yingxian Palace where the Long family is located." Facing the young man, the old woman changed her previous gloominess and said with a look of love and affection.

"Long family! It seems that the person you captured is really troublesome." The young man frowned upon hearing this and said helplessly.

"Why, you also know about this." The old woman looked a little surprised.

"Mother, you have forgotten that although my magic power is not high, I have inspired the blood of the true dragon and gained some supernatural powers. Although I have not left the house, I vaguely heard some of your conversation." The young man smiled.

Said suddenly.

"That's it! But don't worry, Ming'er. No matter what, your father and I will move that person's inherited magic weapon safely into your body. In this way, not only can stubborn illnesses be cured, but bottlenecks can also be broken through with the help of this inherited spiritual power.

, it is very possible to form a golden elixir immediately. As for the person behind that boy, as long as he enters the Long family, he will never dare to come to the door." The old woman said with relief.

"Back then, Mr. Tianjing gave me a prescription to use the inherited artifacts to cure the diseases in my body. You and I have been looking for monks who have inherited magical artifacts and have not yet opened the seal. I had a hunch that I might cause trouble.

I have been in a lot of trouble. Now I have finally found such a person. I think it was me who persuaded me, so my mother will not let go easily." The young man was silent for a while and then sighed softly.

"What are you talking about? Your father and I saw that we could not withstand the next great disaster, so we decided to finally have your blood and blood. We will never let a white-haired person give away a black-haired person again.

As long as that person is not one of the Three Sovereigns and Seven Demon Kings, your uncle and grandfather will definitely ensure that you are safe. Besides, now that you have inspired the blood of the true dragon, you can automatically become a disciple of the Long family.

If the Long family doesn't protect you, why would they still be called the number one true spiritual family?" The old woman's face became a little gloomy, and there was a hint of resentment in her words.

"Okay! Now that mother has made up her mind, we'd better leave right away. Maybe the old fused monster will catch up here soon." The young man shook his head, but suddenly his tone changed into a urging one.

"Impossible. I have carefully searched the boy's body in advance, but there was no mark left on it." The old woman was surprised when she heard this, and was a little doubtful.

"Mother, after all, is not a fusion cultivator. And as far as I know, fusion cultivators have at least three or four ways to make the spiritual mark they plant easily hide from the spiritual scanning of the monks in the Void Refining Stage. Although I have not done anything in these years.

Practicing magic power, but reading so many martial arts books is not in vain." The young man said with a wry smile.

"Ming'er, what you said makes sense. Let's not pack anything up and leave as soon as possible. Your father has already gone to pick up that kid." The woman's expression changed and she became a little nervous.

At the same time, in another secret room, the black-browed old man looked at a man lying quietly on the ground with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Little Taoist priest, don't blame me and my wife for being cruel. If you want my son to be cured, the only way is to get the inheritance artifacts in your body. And without the inheritance artifacts, your foundation will be completely destroyed, and life will be worse than death. By then,

I will send you on your way safely and painlessly." The old man murmured, and the expression on his face suddenly became extremely ferocious.

The person on the ground was surprisingly none other than the little Taoist priest Qi Lingzi.

But he didn't know what tricks the two old women had used on him to keep him unconscious.

The old man with black eyebrows suddenly turned over his hand, a black light flashed between his fingers, and a talisman as black as ink suddenly appeared.

With a flick of his wrist, the talisman immediately turned into a strange gray light. In a flash, it disappeared into Qi Lingzi's body.

Then the old man opened his mouth again and spit out a cloud of black air, inside which there was a faintly rotating green copper bell.

The black-browed old man raised his arm and slightly bent one finger.

A soft "ding-dong" sound came from the black air.

A strange scene suddenly appeared.

Qi Lingzi, who was originally lying on the ground, trembled and rolled up from the ground on his own. He stood there facing the old man with his eyes closed.

At this time, the little Taoist priest had no expression on his face, just like a puppet.

The old man muttered something in his mouth, and shot out magic formulas one after another from his hand, and the green copper bell suddenly made clear sounds of varying lengths.

But when the seemingly ordinary ringtone entered Qi Lingzi's ears, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were blank at first, but gradually became somewhat clear, but there was still no expression on his face.

When the black-browed old man saw this, he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to grab it, put the bell in his sleeve, turned around and left without saying a word!

Amidst the faint sound of bells coming from his sleeves, Qi Lingzi's footsteps moved numbly and he followed closely.

After a short while, two frightening rainbows, one black and one gray, flew out of the hill, circled briefly, and then shot away in the direction of Jiuxian Mountain.

In the two escaping lights, the thin yellow young man and Qi Lingzi were both among them.

After a few flashes, the two startling rainbows disappeared without a trace in the horizon.

Almost a meal later, a dazzling green rainbow also shot out from the other direction. After the light faded over the hill, three men suddenly appeared.

Two of them have unusually handsome faces, and one has an unremarkable appearance.

It was Lin Changsheng and the other three.

"It seems that we are still a step too late. If there are no accidents, we should go to the place where the Long family is."

Lin Changsheng chuckled.

"Old ancestor of the Long family, I will take care of it. The rest is up to you."

…

Half an hour later, two guards in the divine transformation stage flew out from the main hall on the first floor of Yingxian Palace, and shot straight at Er Lengzi.

After a few flashes, the two of them arrived at a nearby high altitude.

"The forbidden fluctuation just now is indeed coming from here, but there doesn't seem to be any problem!" One of the young men, who looked about twenty-seven or eighty-year-old, looked around for a few times and muttered with a surprised look on his face.

.

"Since there is no problem, it might just be a flying bird that hit the restriction. Otherwise, our reaction here would not be like this. It's just a slight one." Another monk had a goatee and a pair of short hair.

The skinny old man with horns said with a pair of small triangular eyes twinkling.

He is actually a demon cultivator!

"Brother Gongsun, don't be ridiculous! If any flying bird can cause Yingxian Palace's restriction to react, then the array masters who arranged the arrays here are really useless." The young man frowned, not feeling angry.

said.

"Hey, even if it's not a flying bird, it might be a lost spirit beast in the nearby market, or a senior in the integration stage accidentally triggered the restriction, what can you and I find? To put it bluntly, even if someone is really

Sneaking into the Yingxian Palace was also to cause trouble for a certain senior fusion. Do you think it's something you and I can handle, fellow Taoist?" The old demon cultivator chuckled, obviously not wanting to meddle in other people's business.

"Oh! What Fellow Daoist Gongsun said makes sense. Since the ban is not broken, we really don't need to take it too seriously. I almost regarded this place as the inner palace of Xuanwu City." The young man's face looked uncertain for a while, but he also

He suddenly smiled and said, "Haha, I know Taoist friends are smart people. Let's go, I have a pot of good spiritual wine here. Come back and let Taoist friends taste it." As soon as the old man heard that the young man gave up the pursuit.

I was planning to do it, and I also smiled happily.

As a result, the man and the monster flew down, arm in arm, without the slightest interest in looking back at the forbidden area.

A ball of silver flame spurted out, and after one roll, the dense strands of light in front of him were reduced to nothing.

Then the figure flashed, and Er Lengzi was in front of a certain wall on the ninth floor of the palace.

Looking at the white wall so close, I could see silver runes of different sizes flashing on the surface, making it look extremely mysterious.

Looking at this wall, there was a solemn expression on his face.

These silver runes are not ordinary runes, but a manifestation of space restriction acting on the wall. It is impossible for ordinary secret arts to react on this wall.

…

Almost at the same time, in an attic far away from where he was, the old woman and a group of people were in the same room as an old man in purple robes who looked extremely dangerous.

And the purple-robed old man had just hung a shining moon-shaped jade pendant around the neck of a young Taoist priest. At this moment, he said to the old woman calmly: "This moon-knot heart jade has the ability to isolate spiritual thoughts.

The miraculous effect of the power. As long as that person is not close at hand, there is no way to find this little Taoist priest. In this way, your family can live here with peace of mind."

"Thank you for your help, brother!" The old woman respectfully saluted the purple-robed old man and said with great gratitude.

The black-browed old man beside him also had an apologetic smile on his face, but the thin young man beside him still kept a somewhat calm expression.

"You and your wife are so courageous that you dare to provoke a fusion monk. If not for the sake of your reputation, which inspires the true dragon's blood, I will never take you in. Even my sister will never be an exception.

. And you must not attack this little Taoist priest until Father understands the battle boat diagram and comes out of seclusion. Although I think there is no problem, but this matter is related to making enemies of an old fused monster, I still have to ask my father.

That's all. If you dare to do it privately, don't blame me for not remembering our old relationship." The old man in purple robe said with a somewhat stern expression.

"Of course. I haven't seen my father for many years, and I want to see him again this time. In addition, my husband and I will probably not be able to survive the next great disaster, and my son will have to be entrusted to my brother.

Fortunately, as long as the stubborn illness in the body is cured, Ming'er's qualifications are not any worse than those of other Long family children, and he should not be able to dishonor the Long family's name." The old woman's expression dimmed and she said with a forced smile.
To be continued...