Zou Yanwen seems arrogant in daily life, but in fact he is very delicate and cautious in his heart, especially when it comes to matters in the sect, he puts it first.

Take the people he checked earlier for example. Although it seemed to be a very arrogant move, after careful consideration, no matter what he said or what he did at that time, it was all true.

Let He Juan go back is nothing more than being careful about sailing the ten thousand-year-old ship and appointing individuals to return to the sect to report the situation. If the other party has any conspiracy, then some people will be afraid of it.

His previous statement that he wanted to give up the first wave of opportunities might be just tyranny Luo Yixian. If the other party still enthusiastically persuaded him to invite him, I am afraid that Senior Zou will really turn around and leave.

However, Luo Yixian's face did not change at all at that time. His narrowed eyes really made people unable to see what he thoughts in his heart, which made Qingyun feel a little unsure of the other party's thoughts.

"Hey, I hope I'm overly worried. Maybe Ling Jue Palace really has a good relationship with Haiyou Sword Sect? After all, the situation is stronger than people, so it's not impossible for them to surrender."

Gently shook the long hair behind him, feeling the cold wind in the sky, Qingyun finally slowly calmed down his uneasy heart and admired the scenery along the way.

The territory of Yuezhou is generally very prosperous, and it is much richer than Liangzhou, the hometown close to the land of the barbarians. This is not only judging from the size of the town and the number of refugees, but also from the monks.

The number of spiritual energy between mountains and rivers can be seen.

From leaving Liangren Village to now becoming a cultivator preparing to go to the small secret realm to take a chance, Qingyun has heard a lot of rumors about Yichen, the head of the Immortal Sword Sect.

The content is nothing more than the head of the Immortal Sword Sect, the leader of Yuezhou’s prime minister, but because of his indecisive personality, the sect was unable to continue to develop and expand, and the two brothers were just gossip that they were jealous of.

However, in Qingyun's opinion, his cheap uncle, or master, may not be as incompetent as the rumors say.

At least from the wave of refugees he encountered when he left Wuhua Mountain, although he was also like a starving person, he did not have the situation of changing his son and eating like Qingxutian.

Under the temptation of heaven and earth treasures and magical medicines, the more than 20 people from the Haiyou Sword Sect felt that their life had never been so slow. The two-day journey was so difficult, even Brother Huang, who had always been as stable as a mountain, felt that his life had never been so slow.

It also seemed like I couldn't sit still on the back of the strange beast.

Looking at the unconcealed excitement on everyone's faces, Qingyun's previous worries seemed to have been diluted a little.

At noon two days later, the Haiyou Sword Sect and his group finally landed on a long-renovated open space.

Of course, the cultivators who welcomed them this time were not as polite and humble as Luo Yixian. After all, Lingjue Palace and Haiyou Sword Sect have been fighting for countless years. Now, both families may have forgotten why they had to fight in the first place.

It's right.

A disciple from Lingjue Palace mechanized and led them to the gathering place of the sects, and left without calling, without giving them any face.

Especially the cold eyes before he left, Qingyun felt uncomfortable all over. To be honest, he felt that he should not feel a sense of crisis for only the middle stage of the Lingyin Realm.

"Mad, this junior is too disrespectful to us. If it weren't for the crowds of people here, I would have to educate him well on what politeness means! Humph!"

Kuai Jian stared at the left back of the monk Lingjue Palace with a bad look, and spat viciously on the ground, causing Bai Xuan on the side to jump straight into the eyebrows.

"Okay, Brother Kuai, don't be angry. There are so many people, pay attention to your image. The gang of mountain village men in Lingjue Palace do not understand the rules. Our great sect, Haiyou Sword Sect, cannot lose etiquette in front of fellow students.

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Bai Xuan did not lower his voice. The guided disciple paused significantly after hearing this, but he only paused for a moment and continued to walk away as if he had not heard it, without looking back.

"Cut, rat."

Bai Xuan curled his lips disdainfully. He wanted to speak sarcasticly, but Bai Zhi was stopped by him with his head shaking and said:

"Okay, Bai Xuan, the strong dragon will not suppress the local snake. Stop talking about it. We should be low-key and be a human being!"

Having said that, I could hear what Mr. Bai said was insincere. Qingyun saw this scene in his eyes and sighed in his heart:

"Even Mr. Bai despises Lingjue Palace so despises him. If they take the opportunity to attack, they will be afraid that they will not be able to deal with it! I hope that when the time comes, the enemies of the Haiyou Sword Sect will not join forces to deal with us."

At this time, everyone looked carefully and saw that more than a hundred monks of different costumes had already stopped on the crowded field, including some people with animal characteristics, such as long tails and sharp horns.

According to Qingyun's estimate, those monks are probably half demons in the mouths of people.

Everyone chose the camping position according to their respective sects early. The number of people in Haiyou Sword Sect was the largest. Seeing more than 20 people coming together, they all showed a faint hostility in their eyes.

"This Luo Yixian is not false."

Qingyun glanced slightly and found that there were only fourteen or five camps with little power that were all consolidated together. Their clear appearance was like nests of mice occupying the territory, which was very funny.

There are also some monks who wear different clothes and even have different races. The plan is for the casual cultivators who paid the money this time to take up the placement in advance.

Other sects have heard more or less about the huge advantage of Haiyou Sword Sect getting a place this time, but the sects that can receive the news at the first time are not fuel-efficient.

They don't want to offend Haiyou Sword Sect to avoid being retaliated after going in alone, but they are not afraid. If Haiyou Sword Sect really relies on the large number of people and want to eat alone, everyone will be interested in idioms such as group efforts and group warming up.

Still familiar.

Unlike the lively trip to Haiyou City with Bai Zhizheng, whether it is Zou Yanwen's arrogant reputation or everyone knows the battle that is about to start soon.

Even the Xia Mingyuan Bai Zhizheng did not come to greet him. Qingyun finally felt the invisible pressure brought to everyone by the stagnant atmosphere around him.

There is no need to introduce the monks at all. The people of Haiyou Sword Sect can see the specific location of the space barrier in the small secret realm at a glance. The reason is very simple.

This place is close to the woods, and the surface should be lush and green. But the monks who arrived first sat cross-legged around a barren circle with no grass. It was obvious that the circle was the final destination of their trip.

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Zou Yanwen and Bai Zhizheng looked at each other, and both saw a faint solemnity in each other's eyes. So both of them rarely had the intention of competing. They did not say a word in a tacit understanding, and led everyone to search.

I sat down in a relatively empty place and ordered everyone to adjust their inner breath quickly to make the small secret realm open at any time.

In this empty place near the forest, the quiet one was once again the sound of everyone's slow and long breathing.

However, just before the Haiyou Sword Sect's butt was hot, nearly 200 monks present opened their sharp eyes at the same time and stared at the front.

Although the highest cultivation among the people is in the middle and late stages of the Yuanhua Realm, there is not even a cultivator in the Concentration Realm, the cultivator is a cultivator after all, and is most sensitive to the tidal rhythm of the spiritual energy between heaven and earth and the changes in the power of time and space.

At this time, the little rookie Qingyun could feel that some unusual change seemed to be taking place in the open space in the center of the square. In a moment, in the place where the space fluctuated the most, a narrow light gray crack suddenly appeared.

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The crack appeared silently, not as if paper was torn apart as he imagined, but appeared out of thin air, extremely strange.

The crack is about the thickness of a silver needle, and the twist is only a few feet high. It is said to be light gray, but when you look closely, it shows a strange feeling of distortion of light and shadow, like a thunder passing through the night sky, tearing the perfect world apart.

A small hole.

Squinted slightly, Qingyun felt that among the cultivators from other sects next to Haiyou Sword Sect, some people began to slowly develop murderous intentions in their hearts.

Although it was not targeting him, he felt that he had a grudge against someone from the Haiyou Sword Sect and wanted to carry out a sneak attack when he entered the small secret realm.

Qingyun is not the same as before. He is not the simple young man who let Chen Quaner slap in Chen Defu's mansion that day. He should not have the intention to harm others, but he should always keep the intention to guard against others in mind!

Therefore, when everyone was focusing on the space barrier that could be opened at any time, he accidentally took off the cold hairpin knife behind his head and then quietly held it in his palm.

In case of trouble.

After about a few more breaths, the light gray crack was like a snake and insect with life, growing slowly and squirming, from only a few feet to more than a meter, and then slowly widening, with double

Refers to the length.

At this time, Zou Yanwen lowered his voice and said in a serious tone:

"Pupils of Haiyou Sword Sect are paying attention. The small secret realm is about to be opened. We can no longer make specific plans, but I will tell you now that the jade plaques sent to you in this experience are specially made, as long as they are in the square and round

You can sense the location of your fellow disciples within several miles. In order to prevent us from being surrounded and suppressed, except for Bai Zhizheng and I, the two teams have different feelings. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

Everyone responded in unison, and Zou Yanwen said again:

"After entering the small secret realm, everyone will be teleported to various places by unstable power of time and space, so the first thing is to meet with their fellow disciples. Bai Zhizheng and I each find a safe place to wait for the disciples for three days.
Chapter completed!