"Boom!"
When Yang Ji was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Come in."
Yang Jijian raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes. It was so late and he didn't know who was outside.
"Senior Brother Yang, the elders of the sect have invited me about this conscription mission. Please come with me."
A disciple of the Iron Crown Sect with a stiff expression stepped in and said to Yang Jida.
"Um?"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately became energetic: "The wait is finally here."
After returning to the sect for so long, Yang Ji has actually been waiting for the elder's summons. The elder's summons did not come until three days later.
"At least it's better than not coming..."
Yang Ji thought like this and stood up.
"Senior brother looks a little unfamiliar. It seems that I haven't seen him before Elder Qiu."
Yang Ji stood up and said with a smile.
The Iron Crown Sect disciple who delivered the message stared at Yang Ji motionless upon hearing this, with a strange look on his face, as if Yang Ji had said something wrong:
"Elder Qiu has led a team to Wanfenling. The person who wants to see you is Elder Xing."
"What!"
Yang Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he was very surprised. At the same time, he had an unpleasant feeling. Elder Xing, if I remember correctly, has always been known to be harsh in the sect. If any of the disciples of the sect made a mistake, a few books
The person I saw above was Elder Xing.
"Is it really because of the Iron Sword Sect?"
Yang Ji thought of Song Li.
Outside the door, a cold wind blew. The weather in November was already slightly colder than early winter.
Yang Ji stepped out of the door. It was dark outside and it was already late at night. Only a few lone lamps flickered in the darkness, giving off a feeling of loneliness.
The disciple of the sect who conveyed the message was in front, Yang Ji was behind, and they walked silently up the mountain together.
Walking up the white jade stone fence, we soon arrived at the place where the "elder brothers" practiced. Houses passed by on both sides.
Yang Jihuai was worried and didn't pay attention at first. But gradually he realized something was wrong.
"Senior brother, isn't it right? The elders don't seem to live here, right?"
Yang Ji suddenly stopped and said.
He had been to the place where the elders lived once, but this path was not the direction to the top of the mountain.
"Elder Xing has never been with other elders. Senior Brother Yang, you are too suspicious."
That person.
"Oh? That's it. I was overthinking it."
Yang Ji had a stunned look on his face, but he was sneering in his heart.
For a "disciple" of his level, it would be good if he could meet the "elder brothers" on the second level of Tieguan Mountain. It is normal for a few people to be unfamiliar with the peak where the elders live.
Hearing what the man said, he almost believed it. Unfortunately, although his voice was normal, his words were also impeccable. It was a pity...
Yang Ji glanced at the pair of feet. Although he couldn't see the front of the person, Yang Ji could clearly see that his soles were trembling slightly exposed under the Taoist robe.
The night was very dark, and you wouldn't be able to notice it if you weren't careful. It's a pity that Yang Ji is so careful!
"How dare you dare to use the name of an elder! I want to see who is so bold as to trick me into coming here."
After the initial anger, Yang Ji quickly calmed down. I have to admit that this guy did a great job and almost deceived himself.
It was possible to find such an "actor" to deceive him. The person who deceived him also had a lot of energy. After Yang Ji was angry, he couldn't help but become curious and wanted to see who the other party was.
"Senior brother, I'm sorry for saying a few more words. Please lead the way."
Yang Ji said calmly.
The man was not afraid of making mistakes if he spoke too much. He snorted coldly and continued on the road. As he went deeper and deeper, various palaces and pagodas passed by.
If at the beginning, Yang Ji could still recognize Lin Qingyan's palace, then as he got deeper and deeper, Yang Ji didn't recognize it at all.
"Where the hell is this guy taking me?"
Yang Ji became more and more curious. He didn't recognize anyone in the palace here.
"Senior brother, we're here. Elder Xing is waiting inside. Senior brother, please come in."
The man in front bent down, made way, and pointed inside.
"Oh? Senior brother, this doesn't seem to be the Elder's Hall, right?"
Yang Ji's eyes flashed coldly and he suddenly said.
The man's eyebrows twitched and he said quickly:
"Senior brother, don't be suspicious. Elder Xing is giving guidance to a senior brother inside, so the place to receive the senior brother has been changed to this."
"oh?"
As Yang Ji said this, he suddenly spread his fingers and grabbed the shoulder of the sect disciple who was leading the way.
There was no warning about this grabbing, and the man was startled.
"Brother, what are you doing?!"
The man exclaimed. He spoke in panic, but his movements were quite precise. He bent his waist, like a bow that was stretched tightly, and with a sudden flick, he dodged Yang Ji's grasp.
Bounce forward.
"Huh! You're just doing your job! Come back here!"
Yang Ji sneered. Originally, his fingers were only slightly spread out, but in an instant, they were completely spread out.
boom!
The wind was powerful, the void screamed, blood-red light enveloped Yang Ji's palm, and a huge suction force burst out from his palm.
The Iron Crown Sect disciple had already escaped two feet away, but when he was sucked in by Yang Ji, he was immediately shot back from the air like a kite with a broken string, and flew towards Yang Ji's palm.
"not good!"
The disciple of the Iron Crown Sect was shocked. He never expected that Yang Ji was so powerful that the suction force could knock him down directly.
"Qiang!"
There was a flash of cold light, and the long sword was unsheathed. The man's reaction was not slow. At the moment when Yang Ji was sucked into the air and shot back, he suddenly drew out the long sword, and suddenly struck Yang Ji's face with a flash of cold light.
"snort!"
Yang Ji sneered, one moment and another, if it were before, I would have really had to do everything in my power and be in a hurry, but now...
boom!
Yang Ji slapped his palm and his blood surged, knocking off the iron crown disciple's long sword. He reached out with his right hand and grabbed his neck like an eagle grabbing a chicken.
"stop!"
The main hall shook, and an angry shout came from the hall. At the same time, blood light surged, and a dragon-like blood energy roared away from the hall.
"boom!"
Yang Ji clapped his palm and grabbed the Iron Crown disciple's neck effortlessly. The surging blood flowed into his body, sealing all the acupuncture points in his body.
At the same time, Yang Ji's feet slipped and he easily slid a few feet away, dodging the bloody wind.
Yang Ji's mental power is extremely powerful, and it is now completely easy to deal with this kind of attack.
"go in!"
Yang Ji threw his hand and threw the Iron Crown disciple in his hand like a dead pig, and at the same time stepped into the hall.
The main hall was clean late at night, and the "well"-shaped floor was inlaid with gold edges. The paving was densely packed, complementing the lanterns on the walls on both sides.
Magnificent, majestic, gorgeous, and majestic!
To be continued...