I am a mortal, a disciple of Spirit Beast Mountain

A forbidden place in Haoran Pavilion.

Old Monster Yang put the same restrictions on the letter paper again, nodded in satisfaction and said:

"My previous impression of Jiang Yun was that he had good luck, and that he would go a long way in the future of cultivation, but I didn't expect that this person is also very broad-minded."

"This time I not only sent Gengjin, but also mentioned in the letter that I want Long Hao to follow me to practice with peace of mind, so don't worry about Spirit Beast Mountain."

"He also said that his clan members who are in power will help him take care of it, and won't let them come to Haoran Pavilion to ruin his reputation."

"This letter has helped me a lot. Since Jiang Yun didn't object to accepting this old man as his teacher, the kid probably lost most of his thoughts of running away after reading this letter."

Yang Xiaozhu on the side asked: "Old Ancestor, since there is no problem, I will hand over the letterhead and Gengjin to Senior Brother Long later, and then I will say that someone from Lingshou Mountain has brought something and left."

Patriarch Yang put the things back into the box and waved his hands: "Go, go."

Yang Xiaozhu took the box, remembering his younger brother's advice, so he tentatively said:

"Old Ancestor, Ling'an performed well this time. Not only is his acting skills excellent, but he also showed quick wit when facing the three questions from the visitor."

"etc!"

"What three questions?"

Patriarch Yang stared at Yang Xiaozhu's face with a solemn expression.

Yang Xiaozhu seemed to realize something, and recounted what happened today.

Shortly after.

Old Ancestor Yang frowned and said, "Maybe the answer is wrong, but the other party pretends not to know? After all, in our territory, as long as you have a little brain, you won't expose it in public, otherwise you will die."

Although nothing can be seen in the whole process, Patriarch Yang has lived for a long time, and his heavy life experience made him faintly aware of the problem.

"This..." Yang Xiaozhu opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

A stern look flashed in Yang Patriarch's eyes, and he said fiercely: "Haoran Pavilion's reputation cannot be compromised, I'd rather kill the wrong than let it go!"

"To be on the safe side, I'll send someone to quietly follow the team at Spirit Beast Mountain, and you'll go to Boy Long Hao to make a routine. If there is any problem, immediately send a letter to ask them to bring him back."

"I will tell you to try to capture him alive without hurting his life. In case Long Hao kid finds out about it afterwards and complains."

"Yes, old ancestor."

The two started to split up, Yang Paozu went to inform his confidants, and Yang Xiaozhu sent a box to find out the news.

Not long after, the three alchemy stage monks flew out of the Haoran Pavilion sect. The leader of the team was a late alchemy monk who had been famous in Tiannan for a long time, and the other two were also in the middle alchemy stage.

Their target was naturally the emissary team from Spirit Beast Mountain led by Yu Mo, a monk in the early stage of alchemy.

Judging from the difference in combat power between the two sides, Haoran Pavilion is indeed very cautious in its actions.

Soon after, Long Hao retreated.

Long Hao put down the letter in his hand, with a gentle smile on his face.

Yang Xiaozhu on the side was surprised when he saw this, and at the same time had a new understanding of Jiang Yun's position in Long Hao's mind.

Long Hao joined Jiang Yun's sect when he was still in the Qi training stage at the age of eleven, and now he has become a monk in the alchemy stage. He remembers Jiang Yun's teaching and love for him, every word and deed.

In recent years, the female ghost has indeed taught him a lot, especially the human heart. Combined with the increased experience, some things in the past have long been understood.

For example, when he was asked to deliver a letter before the Golden Drum War, now that he thinks about it, he smiles knowingly. The master also took great pains for him.

In his heart, his only master is Jiang Yun, and he will never recognize that strange old man as his master.

"Master, don't worry! I understand what you mean."

"Haoran Pavilion is so powerful that you and I have nothing to do, but whether it is thirty years, fifty years, or one hundred years! One day I will go back and listen to your teachings again."

"However, I, Long Hao, have clear grievances and grievances. The "Long Song Sword Code" given by Haoran Pavilion is indeed very suitable for me, and it has greatly helped my path. In the future, I will repay this kindness and end this karma."

The firm will can be seen from Long Hao's eyes.

Long Hao still doesn't know about Old Monster Yang's various operations, and it's really hard to say what Long Hao will do in the future.

It was written in the letter that he wanted to follow Patriarch Yang to cultivate with peace of mind, but Long Hao understood it as hiding his time.

So in Yang Xiaozhu's eyes, the effect of this letter was immediate, and he even took the initiative to chat. This took her by surprise and surprise.

Yang Xiaozhu also took the opportunity to say something, politely said goodbye and left after half an hour.

On the way to leave, Yang Xiaozhu held her forehead, her expression was a little ugly.

"The appearance is ordinary, the skin is slightly dark, the pseudo-spiritual roots, the level of fighting skills is very high, but he likes to hide his strength and bide his time. When outsiders are around, he will intentionally or unintentionally keep a distance from him."

"This is completely, completely wrong answer!"

Yang Xiaozhu didn't expect to be so thorough.

In fact, because Han Li has a small green bottle, he never likes to attract attention. In front of outsiders, he tries to avoid too close contact with the focus of everyone like Long Hao.

In private, the relationship between the two is good.

"This Jiang Yun is really a strange person? He actually asked the disciple of Tianlinggen to personally send a letter to this mediocre person who was lucky enough to succeed in building a foundation, but has no hope of forming an alchemy at all."

"It can only be said that he is worthy of being a cultivator of Tianpin Jindan. This way of thinking is indeed different from that of normal people."

Yang Xiaozhu thought silently.

Not long after, a white talisman flew out from the top of a tall tower behind the Sect Master Hall.

The white light of the talisman flashed and turned into a small white sword and flew away through the air, before disappearing slowly in the middle.

This is Haoran Pavilion's special sound-transmitting sword talisman, both in terms of speed and concealment, and the most important thing is that it can accurately fly to the corresponding person.

The principle is to use the ray of awe-inspiring energy left in the tower by the monk of alchemy for traction and positioning, which cannot be used by outsiders at all. But this talisman is not easy to make and will not be used easily.

An hour later.

Standing at the bow of the spaceship, Yu Mo glanced behind.

I saw three figures following tens of miles away, they didn't continue to approach, but they didn't intend to leave either.

Less than half an hour after he left the Haoran Pavilion sect, these three people caught up and followed them all the way, which caught him off guard and had no time to change his route.

Although I don't understand why the opponent didn't make a move, but in our team he is in the early stage of alchemy, there is still a fifth-level Yunjun, and there are still nine foundation-building monks left.

If the opponent makes a move, no matter how he hits him, he has no chance of winning. Even if you use your natal spirit worms and the puppets you have accumulated over the years, it is useless.

"I just hope they can let these disciples go." Yu Mo thought secretly.

Official visits to other sects require a mission. He really doesn't understand the meaning of this rule.

Suddenly, a familiar voice reached his ears, which lifted his spirits.

"Since they didn't do anything, let's wait and see what happens and continue to fly. We are still within the sphere of influence of Haoran Pavilion. I will take them down when we reach the border of Fengdu Kingdom."

"Cultivators in the alchemy period must know more about Long Hao's situation, and they just came here."

At this time, Jiang Yun was following from a distance while maintaining his invisibility.

At this time, the three alchemy monks were also communicating with each other with their spiritual sense.

The three of them stepped on a white flying sword, which looked completely different from the flying swords commonly seen in the world of cultivating immortals. .

During the flight, the flying sword actually made a faint sound, like a breeze blowing through a bamboo tube.

Looking at the flying boat covered by wind power in the distance, a middle-aged beautiful woman in a Taoist robe with a cold expression snorted coldly: "Senior Brother Cui, the team from Spirit Beast Mountain is really fast, if it wasn't for the brother's escape The speed of the empty sword ancient treasure is astonishing, we really might lose it after chasing it."

"This speed mainly depends on Lord Yun's wind spirit power. I heard that the spirit beast Shan Jiangyun has raised a large group of Lord Yun. I didn't expect that every apprentice could carry a fifth-level one with him. This is a good thing." The young male cultivator with a purple long flute looked at Jun Yun greedily and said with emotion.

As the root of wind spirit, he didn't develop awe-inspiring aura, what he practiced was the rare Le Dao technique, the combination of wind and music kills the enemy invisible.

If you can get a Yun Jun, it will be of great help to the fighting skills, but it is common sense that adult monsters cannot recognize their masters.

But if this Yun Jun can be slaughtered, it would be a good thing to use its materials to refine a wind attribute magic weapon.

The leading monk in the late stage of alchemy was a dark-skinned and serious middle-aged swordsman, with two long swords on his back, looking like a stranger.

I saw him glance at the young male cultivator, and saw that he was looking at Jun Yun with burning eyes. He didn't understand what he was thinking, and said in a deep voice: "The mission the ancestor gave us is to follow. If we receive a summons, we will capture him alive. .”

"This person is Long Hao's senior brother. That Jun Yun may be Jiang Yun's spirit beast. If you want to do whatever you want, please do whatever you want, but Senior Brother Long Hao values ​​love and righteousness. If you have any opinions on you in the future, please let me know." Nothing to do."

The young male cultivator was shocked when he heard the words. Although his aptitude is not bad, but how can he compare with an existence like Long Hao, even if he leaves a bad impression, he will be very miserable.

"Senior brother, I'm joking. This is the first time I've seen such a precious spirit beast as Mr. Yun, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances." The young male cultivator laughed dryly and looked away.

The middle-aged sword cultivator wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes narrowed and he stretched out two fingers.

There was a flash of white light at his fingertips, and a miniature flying sword appeared out of nowhere with his fingertips, and the other two also looked over.

Following the middle-aged Jian Xiu's chanting of a formula, Fei Jian turned into a white talisman and probed into it with his divine sense.

Soon, the talisman turned into white smoke and dissipated.

"The patriarch has an order. Take down the spirit beast mountain and the party, try to capture them alive, but if you can't capture them alive, kill them and clean up the traces!"

"Do it!"