Chapter 883: Coming to Visit

Li Yan was shocked when he heard this.

"This Xing Ming really wants to kill the other party. His realm is the same as the enemy. In addition to himself, he also invited two other masters to participate.

His hatred is obvious, and Xing Ming really has to spend a lot of money to let a cultivator of Xuan Caijun's level take action."

I don't know what kind of conditions Xing Ming gave to make him interested in asking outsiders to take action.

These costs will definitely be painful for "Falling Star Valley", but now "Falling Star Valley" is rich and powerful, and it can still pay.

At the same time, inviting a late Jindan cultivator and a fake infant cultivator, if something happens, it will really hurt the vitality of the two sects.

When Li Yan was promoted to the elder of the sect, he already knew the relationship between "Qingfeng Sect" and "Liupan Temple" and the sect. This is a relatively solid alliance relationship.

All the cultivation resources of the four sects of the Liefeng Clan were divided up with these two sects, so the other party would agree to help for this favor.

Li Yan nodded.

"With the help of these two people, if the enemy is completely unaware, the chance of being killed instantly will be at least increased by more than half."

Xing Ming certainly agreed with this, which was exactly what he thought in his heart, and then he continued to talk about the situation of that person.

"The thief's name is Jiang Baibi, who was the third elder of the Guangyu Parrot Sect back then. The skills he practiced were mainly agile wandering and long-range attacks.

He was good at attacking and killing the opponent while dodging, and at the same time cultivated the sound wave magic. In addition to disturbing the opponent's mind, he could also silently shatter the opponent's internal organs with sound waves..."

Xing Ming told Li Yan the information about Jiang Baibi in detail.

"...Now he should have re-refined the 'Seven Colored Glaze Lamp', so we must be extra careful when dealing with this person.

After casting the spell, the 'Seven Colored Glaze Lamp' can emit seven colors of light, which is a combination of hardness and softness, or interweaving into a net, or sharp as an arrow, and as powerful as thunder, even the body of a Jindan cultivator can be penetrated..."

The two chatted while drinking, and after finishing talking about the Seven Colored Glaze Lamp, Xing Ming thought about it.

"Oh, by the way, there is something that I, Senior Brother, don't know in detail because I am not in the 'Holy Demon City'. I wonder how much Junior Brother knows, can you tell me a thing or two?"

When Li Yan heard it, he had already guessed what the other party wanted to ask.

"Brother, you want to ask about what happened to the 'Ghost Dragon Clan' recently?"

"That's it. Junior brother is really thoughtful and guessed it right. The news I got is that the 'Ghost Dragon Clan' is a spy of the Black Demon Clan and was uprooted. This..."

When Xing Ming said this, his face showed doubt without any concealment, and his eyes were fixed on Li Yan.

Recently, he was busy with Jiang Baibi's matter, so he paid less attention to the "Ghost Dragon Clan". The news he got was still sent back by Su Yuan.

In addition, he also got some news from other cultivators in the outside world. In comparison,

He was a little surprised to find that the timing of the "Ghost Dragon Clan" incident was a bit too coincidental.

When the "Ghost Dragon Clan" incident happened, it happened to be the days when he sent the message, which was also the time when Zhang Ming disappeared.

Even if Su Yuan didn't know the content of the message, he knew that the sect master had something urgent to do with Elder Zhang when he saw that the sect master directly used a small teleportation array.

So he didn't hesitate to use spirit stones to send a message almost every day, telling him that he couldn't contact Elder Zhang and that he had gone out.

It seems that it's not just a coincidence in time.

Moreover, they were already at odds with the "Ghost Dragon Clan" and wanted to get rid of them, and finally they achieved their wish so smoothly.

This made Xing Ming suspicious of Li Yan, but he didn't hide his thoughts and gave Li Yan a feeling of extremely close relationship.

Li Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Brother, this matter has nothing to do with me. I even wondered if someone was secretly helping the sect.

In those days, I was really near the 'Ghost Dragon Clan' because I heard that the 'Old Man Long Jiao' had come out of retreat some time ago, so I wanted to find out more information.

Who knew that while I was lurking, the nearby mountains suddenly collapsed, and I felt an extremely terrifying aura emanating from them.

Under such circumstances, I didn't dare to stay there at all, and hurriedly fled far away.

After hiding outside for a few days, I returned to the city, and then I learned that the 'Ghost Dragon Clan' assassinated a Yuanying cultivator from the 'Holy Demon Palace'..."

Li Yan told what he "knew" half-truthfully, of course, 70% to 80% of it was false, and Xing Ming took a breath after hearing it.

Although he also knew some of the situation, he learned from Li Yan that the "Holy Demon City" was in a state of closure, and Li Yan knew the cultivator surnamed Chu from the "Holy Demon Palace".

With the other party's voice transmission guarantee and verification, he came out and already knew the seriousness of the matter.

"A Yuanying really died in the 'Saint Demon Palace'. Junior brother, do you know the name of that person?"

Xingming still couldn't believe that a Yuanying cultivator died just like that. What level of existence was that? How could he die so easily?

"The legend in the city is that his name is Dong Liqing. He is suspected to have been poisoned by the 'Ghost Dragon Clan'. Senior brother, do you know this person?"

"Dongliqing...from the Dongli lineage..."

Xingming whispered in his mouth, and he nodded.

"I still know this person. He is the youngest generation of Nascent Soul-level powerhouses. Although I have never met him, I have heard of his name..."

Afterwards, the two chatted about other things. It was not until an hour later that Xingbo got up and left.

In the following days, Li Yan

Meditate and practice in the cave, waiting for the Xingbo people to gather together.

Five days later, Li Yan did not wait for Xingjie to come, but Zhu Luomu came first.

"Uncle Master, today someone who calls himself Shuang Chongshan came to the sect with two other monks. He claimed to know Uncle Master, but he could not explain his relationship with Uncle Master. He only said that Uncle Master invited him here.

Now, I have arranged for him to be placed in another courtyard. I am here to tell my uncle. I wonder if my uncle knows this person? "

Zhu Luomu, who was bowing, secretly glanced at the cheap uncle. After the other party listened to his story, there was a slightly shocked expression on his face.

Immediately he regained his composure, and he felt a thump in his heart.

"Oops, doesn't Master Master know this person? Now Master Master is well-known and many people know his name. On the contrary, not many people have seen him. This is because someone wants to meet Master Master..."

As the "Luo Xing Valley" grows, people will come to visit Xing Borer and the others every day. Zhu Luo Mu will decide whether to pass or not after making an assessment.

Of course, there are many Jindan monks here who come in person. Zhu Luomu does not dare to neglect seniors of this level. Often reported directly.

It's just that in recent years, Elder Zhang is no longer in the sect, so such things have become much less common.

There are also some monks who came here to deliver messages for the elders...

The people who came today couldn't tell where they came from, they just wanted to see Uncle Zhang directly.

But after cross-examination, the other party showed that he was not very familiar with Uncle Zhang, but he swore that it was Elder Zhang who came to the door on an appointment.

This made Zhu Luomu suspicious, so he had no choice but to come over and report. But looking at Uncle Zhang's confused expression, he felt unsure again.

He was afraid that the other party would blame him for bothering him about everything. The more advanced a monk was, the less he liked being disturbed by outsiders.

Li Yan was also overjoyed after feeling a little surprised.

"This is unexpected. After thinking about it for the past few days, Shuang Zhongshan thinks that his proposal is good."

Immediately, a faint smile appeared on Li Yan's lips.

"Oh, is he here? Please take me there!"

In a courtyard in the front mountain of "Luo Xing Valley", Shuang Zhongshan's face was abnormally pale. He was holding a tea cup in one hand and was deep in thought.

“I don’t know if this decision is really the right one?

Ming Ling is about to give birth, and no matter how hard she hides, she doesn’t know where to stay. She is most afraid that Ma wants the two of them to leave some clues, and someone will come looking for the trace..."

Shuang Zhongshan knew that Ma Yao and the two of them were cunning by nature. Even if they were dead, he could not predict whether the other party would have any back-ups.

If someone else gets the clue, his family will still be in danger.

Moreover, after recuperating in the past few days, the elder of "Falling Star Valley" did not find the mountain where they were hiding.

Dong, with the opponent's methods, tracking the three of them is not easy.

From this point of view, Shuang Zhongshan felt that the other party really had no other intentions. He only invited him to join the sect because he valued his ability to refine puppets.

He had also heard of "Falling Star Valley". It was a sect that made alchemy and weapons. He opened a shop to sell these things. Of course he had heard of it.

Of course, this kind of sect needs a large number of alchemy and weapon refining masters.

He heard that there were four golden elixirs in "Luo Xing Valley", but he didn't know any of them, but Shuang Zhongshan still matched the young man in Tsing Yi who saved his family that night with Zhang Ming.

Zhang Ming's promotion to sect elder was not known to the whole world, only some sects were notified.

However, "Luo Xing Valley" is a second-rate sect after all, and among the monks who can participate in the ceremony, there is certainly no one like Shuang Zhongshan.

But he remembered that the man called himself "Zhang!" at that time.

"Dad, it's been a long time. Is that senior not in the sect, or was he just casually talking about it that day, and we rejected it at that time? Could it be that the senior has forgotten about it long ago..."

On one side, Shuang Lianzhou was sitting sideways on a chair, holding his wife's little hand with his, and said worriedly.

Last night, Shuang Zhongshan had just recovered from his injuries.

The three people immediately discussed it many times and felt that finding a shelter was the top priority.

Ma Yao and the two of them had been missing for many days. If they had left a backup plan, someone might already be looking for them.

After several discussions, they finally felt that senior Tsing Yi's proposal moved their hearts. The key was that the other party was really unmoved by their own inheritance, which was the result they wanted most.

Once they made a decision, Shuang Zhongshan didn't want to stay outside for any longer. Someone might find them at any time.

But now that we have really arrived at "Falling Star Valley", no one has come after waiting for such a long time, as if they have been left alone.

Shuang Lianzhou began to feel anxious. After all, his wife was about to give birth, and he was unwilling to wander around without a fixed place.

"Zhou'er, don't talk nonsense about your seniors. You are also a foundation-building monk. Why can't you control your mouth..."

Shuang Zhongshan knew that his son was not a garrulous person, but he had been immersed in weapon refining all year round and rarely communicated with others, just because of his personality.

But it is best not to mention such discussions about senior masters, whether in front of others or behind their backs. Those people have great means, and what you say may be sensed or heard by them.

If you offend them with that one sentence, you will be sent to death.

Just as Shuang Chongshan was scolding his son, they felt that the light at the entrance of the hall dimmed, and then two figures flashed out.

The three of them looked up quickly, and then saw two green-robed monks walking in one after another. The one in front was the monk named Zhu who had arranged them before.