Yang Bufan has made up his mind and must go to Lingxu Sect.
The big yellow dog and the little monk also understood that Qingyin ended up like this because he was trying to rescue Yang Bufan. Now that they know this situation, it is really unreasonable to have no voice.
Several people were worried. Their strength was really insignificant compared to the Lingxu Sect.
"Little monk, please lend me your formation to study"! Yang Bufan said to the little monk.
"Boy, you come to me for this ancient book without formations. What good will I do if I give it to you?" The young monk took the opportunity to blackmail.
"How about I pass on the Qian Zi Jue to you?" Yang Bufan said to him with a smile.
"Don't, don't"!
The little monk shivered cleverly, remembering how Yang Bufan triggered the Qian Zi Jue every time, which frightened him. If he wanted to use the Qian Zi Jue, he would be asking for trouble.
"Let me tell you, the formation is extremely profound. I have studied it for so long and only have a superficial understanding of it. Can you do it just like you?" The little monk said to him with a serious expression.
"Let me do some research. If you have one more skill, you may have a better chance of winning."
Yang Bufan reached out and took the ancient book on formations handed over by the young monk. Looking at the simple book, Yang Bufan walked into the room.
For half a month, Yang Bufan locked himself in his room, neither eating nor drinking.
The young monk has been racking his brains for the past half month but can't think of any good solution. He took the big yellow dog and Qiao Nu to inquire about the internal situation of Lingxu Sect, but the information he got was irrelevant.
He is also hoarding crystal stones like crazy. He knows that if he uses the formation, he must use crystal stones.
"Isn't this kid going crazy?"
The young monk looked at Yang Bufan's room and said worriedly, worried that he would get lost in the killing array recorded in ancient books.
The place where they settled was not far from Lingxu Sect. Every day, the little monk and the big yellow dog would secretly go to Lingxu Sect to observe.
"It is said that the Lingxu Sect was built on the tomb of the first ancestor. If I have the chance, I will dig up his ancestral tomb." The young monk said fiercely.
The big yellow dog was speechless. This little monk, who seemed harmless to humans and animals, turned out to be the one who would plunder other people's ancestral graves at every turn.
After another ten days, Yang Bufan finally made some noise.
He pushed open the door and the little monk and the big yellow dog immediately surrounded him and wanted to ask him about his life these years.
Yang Bufan's expression was calm, and when he opened and closed his eyes, there was actually a talisman wheel spinning, which made the young monk call him a monster.
In just a short period of time, he actually understood the formation method.
"Oh, it's so irritating that people are so different from each other. I haven't learned much about how talented this kid is after all this time." The little monk had an unwilling expression on his face.
Yang Bufan smiled and said: "I have only scratched the surface. No matter how profound it is, I can't figure it out. Everything is out of the question."
The little monk rolled his eyes and thought to himself: "Can you call this seclusion?"!
"Crash!"
The little monk took out the crystals he had accumulated these days. Looking at the large pile of fluorescent crystals, Yang Bufan felt a little moved and patted the young monk on the shoulder.
"No need to show such a grateful expression, you will pay me back twice as much in the future"! The little monk showed an improper expression to calm the atmosphere.
The young monk took Yang Bufan to the foot of the Lingxu Sect to observe the terrain again, and explained to Yang Bufan the structure of the Lingxu Sect and possible escape routes in detail.
Yang Bufan looked at the Lingxu Sect and nodded for a while. Although it was not as majestic as the Tianchi Holy Land, it was still a powerful sect. The strands of Tao Yun lingered around it, making it seem unfathomable.
For several days, Yang Bufan observed the scene at the feet of the Lingxu Sect, sketching one killing array after another in his mind.
Using the Lingxu Sect as the center of his formation, he smashed crystal stones one after another around the Lingxu Sect, setting up several formations containing murderous intent inside and outside.
"I want to tell you the truth, don't count too much on these killing formations. The killing formations we have constructed with our strength are simply not enough to cause harm to the Lingxu Sect!" The young monk said to Yang Bufan seriously.
Yang Bufan nodded and let out a long sigh. He understood what the little monk said very well.
But now he really has no choice. He doesn't even have anyone to turn to, so he can only rely on himself.
He knew that this trip to Lingxu Sect would probably lead to death, but he still had to give it a try, otherwise he would have a lifetime of guilt.
"Are you scared of the demon body? It's taken so long to come back. If you dare to kill my brother, I will make you shatter into pieces and your body and mind will be destroyed."
On this day, the leader of the Lingxu Sect shouted something, and it was the voice of a young man.
"Oh my god, it's Yunzhonglong who has come out of seclusion"!
Some people exclaimed, with expressions of fear on their faces.
Yang Bufan quickly inquired about this Yunzhonglong's information, because he wanted to know everything in order to be able to deal with it when the time came.
He learned that Yun Zhonglong was very talented. He was only in his twenties and was a leader among the younger generation that the Lingxu Sect focused on cultivating.
At a young age, he has already reached the Great Perfection of Defeating Dragons, half a step to the True Blood Realm, just a hair away from breaking through. After being in seclusion for so long, I don’t know if he has ever broken through to the True Blood Realm.
Yang Bufan nodded. With such cultivation at such a young age, if given time, his future achievements will be limitless!
Yang Bufan knew in his heart that this was a strong enemy and he had to be prepared for everything.
After Yang Bufan learned all the information, he was ready to go on the road. The little monk and the big yellow dog were following him, wanting to go to Lingxu Sect with him.
Yang Bufan stopped them and refused to let them go up with him.
"How does this work?"
The young monk looked very anxious. If Yang Bufan went to Lingxu Sect alone, would that be any different from seeking death?
"Just wait for me here. Even if you go up with me, it won't help. It's better for me to go up alone!" Yang Bufan said to several people.
"Wow, no, I have to go up with you!" The big yellow dog barked anxiously.
Yang Bufan looked at the big yellow dog with a bitter smile, stroked its huge head and said: "Big Huang, if I can come back, I will definitely accompany you to take revenge."
When Yang Bufan was very young, the big yellow dog was brought to Yang Village by the clan elders. The relationship between the person and the dog was very deep. Yang Bufan knew that the big yellow dog carried a blood feud, and he once swore to accompany the big yellow dog to defeat its enemy.
I remember that the big yellow dog was about to cry and kept wagging its tail, wanting to accompany Yang Bufan to the Lingxu Sect.
Yang Bufan was resolute. He would not let them accompany him to death no matter what. He would handle his own affairs by himself and he did not want to involve anyone else.
"If I have an accident and cannot come back, don't be impulsive and think about avenging me. With your talents, you will definitely rise if you have enough time. It will not be too late to avenge me by then!" Yang Bufan told the big yellow dog
After speaking with the young monk, he strode towards the direction of Lingxu Sect.
"Ouch"!
The big yellow dog cried bitterly, with tears streaming down his face. Their relationship was really like that of a family. They had played together since childhood. At that time, the big yellow dog had not yet awakened his intelligence, so he carried Yang Bufan around all day long.
"Little brother, you must come back safely!" Qiao's eyes were filled with tears, and she cried behind her.
The little monk sighed, feeling blocked in his heart. Looking at Yang Bufan's back, he felt uncomfortable.
At a young age, he had to face enemies from all over the world. He had no one to protect him, only his lonely and brave heart.
"How hopeless and helpless we must be here"! The little monk sighed and said, looking at Yang Bufan, who knew he was defeated, striding forward with a free and easy figure.
Yang Bufan did not look back, his expression showed resoluteness. He would not back down just because the opponent was strong. He went forward with the intention of death.
"Wow, that's the figure of the demon body, he really went there"!
"Aren't you...looking for death?"
"Although I am a demon, I am really loyal. Even though I know I will die, I will still go ahead." 1
Looking at Yang Bufan's back, some people exclaimed and some sighed.
"Let's go and have a look"!
The news spread instantly that the demonic body went to Lingxu Sect, attracting many people to watch. They hung far behind and watched Yang Bufan step towards the mountain of Lingxu.
Lingxu Sect is connected by mountain peaks, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland on earth, with a huge mountain gate at the entrance.
Yang Bufan looked up at the majestic mountain peaks. Waves of oppression came over him, making his steps no longer light!
"Humph, it is indeed full of hostility"!
Yang Bufan snorted coldly and started to go up the mountain. Waves of oppression made his steps feel heavier and heavier. The Lingxu Sect wanted to make him ineligible to go up.
"Humph, can this be enough for me?"
Yang Bufan's shoulders shook, his blood flowed out, and with a "boom", the pressure suddenly disappeared.
He walked step by step to the mountain gate and shouted: "Taoist Yang Bufan, come here to seek death!"
Yang Bufan's voice was loud and reverberated in Lingxu Sect for a long time!
All the people who came here to watch couldn't help but give Yang Bufan a thumbs up, secretly admiring him in their hearts.
"What kind of courage is this? One person comes to challenge an entire sect!" Someone sighed with emotion.
"Yes, if someone protects this boy, he will definitely be the top figure in this world in the future. What a pity!" An old man sighed. He didn't think Yang Bufan could leave the Lingxu Sect today.
"Who is interfering with the Qingxiu of the Lingxu Sect?" Two doormen flew out and looked at Yang Bufan condescendingly, with a look of arrogance on their faces.
"You are not qualified to stand so high and look at me"!
Yang Bufan ducked to the side of the two doormen and kicked them down.
"you....."!
The two doormen looked at Yang Bufan angrily, with ferocious expressions.
"Go inside and tell your adults that I'm here!" Yang Bufan said sharply to the two of them.
"So domineering"!
"so hot"!
There were onlookers who were nymphomaniacs and were fascinated by Yang Bufan's domineering attitude.
"Well done, if I have to slap you two more times"! The little monk and the big yellow dog also came and stood with the crowd of onlookers. They were really worried and wanted to follow them to have a look.
The people next to him saw how excited the young monk was and couldn't help but take a second look.
"What are you looking at? Be careful, Lord Buddha, I have saved you!" The young monk was never forgiving, because the person who looked at him once said something bad about Yang Bufan, and all the young monks were furious.
"You..."! The man was so angry that he turned his face and ignored the little monk.
"Hmm? Where's Miss Qiao?"
The big yellow dog looked around and discovered the missing figure of Qiao Nu.
The young monk also looked around and asked, "Weren't you the one who took Miss Qiao with you just now?"