Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 383: Bright Eyes and Good Observation
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When she was at sea, Lan Qier also shot out flames like this, instantly burning a huge eight-clawed mandrill to ashes. It turned out that this was the case. Lin Yi secretly took a breath and realized what he had taken for granted. It seems that he still underestimated the methods of the foundation-building monks. Facing this Samadhi True Fire, he had no way to deal with it. Isn't the only solution now is to sit back and wait for death?
"Crack--" With two explosions, the power of the Jade Snake Talisman was exhausted and it exploded into jade fragments. The bound flying sword gained power, and there was a loud buzzing sound.
After changing his appearance, Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged, except for the cold light flashing in his eyes. I can't control so much. Since it's hard to beat my opponent, I have to run away if I can't! He threw out two pieces of Jade Snake Talismans, flashed his figure, and then hurriedly ran away.
The old man snorted indifferently, recalled the flying sword, and suddenly flew to a high place. After getting rid of the entanglement of the Jade Snake Talisman, dragging Jianhong with him, he rushed towards the fleeing figure.
In his consciousness, the old man arrived in an instant. Now he is as fast as Fengxing, but he can't escape the pursuit of his opponent. Lin Yi secretly gritted his teeth, raised his hand and threw two more jade talismans, hoping to delay it for a moment. There is a hill ahead. Is there anyone behind the hill?
It was too late to think too much, and Lin Yi stepped on the air with his toes, and Lin Yi slid over the hill like a big bird. Before his feet even landed, his expression moved, but he stepped on the air again, and hurried forward.
There were five or six monks resting behind the hill. They saw someone coming in the wind, and there was a foundation-building monk chasing after them in mid-air. Out of curiosity, these people stood up and watched.
How come a small Qi-training monk has so many jade snake charms on his body? This object was quite difficult to deal with, so the old man in black had to make a small detour in the air again to avoid the obstruction of the two jade snakes. When he saw the monks in front of him, he hesitated for a moment, but still pursued them relentlessly.
After taking a breather, Lin Yi ran towards the monks, but suddenly stopped. Why? These people were actually Zhengyang Sect monks. The leaders were Wu Qi and another foundation-building senior. The remaining four were all Qi training disciples of the Zhengyang Sect, including the familiar Luo Yi.
When Lin Yi was about to stand firm and ask for help, he couldn't help but feel pain in his heart! At this time, he had changed his appearance and looked like a middle-aged man. Even if he confessed his identity, according to the nature of Deacon Wu Qiwu, it would be difficult to explain. And after such a pause, the old man in black was already behind him.
"I've met two seniors and several fellow Taoists!" Forced to have no choice but to do so, Lin Yi still cupped his hands to the fellow disciples who were standing close in front of him, praying in his heart that the old man would turn around without fear. Leave.
When the old man saw Lin Yi talking to those people, he was confused for a moment, and a figure dropped down more than ten feet away, with a bit of doubt in his expression.
Wu Qi glanced at Lin Yi and did not respond. Instead, he cupped his hands towards the old man in the distance and said with a smile: "Wu Qi of the Zhengyang Sect, I have seen this fellow Taoist before!" A foundation-building monk, together with Luo Yi and others, all looked at the old man, but they did not take the person in front of them seriously.
Seeing this, Lin Yi secretly sighed and heard the old man say: "Heishan Sect Mo Zhi is arresting a rebellious little thief. Could it be that some of my colleagues want to intervene?"
The old man looked arrogant and his words were deceptive, which made Wu Qi look embarrassed. The face of the other foundation-building monk beside him also didn't look good. But Luo Yi and his three fellow apprentices didn't dare to say anything and could only secretly feel angry.
"So this is Senior Mo! How disrespectful! I miss you and I have never met, and just because I escaped the robbery of the Black Mountain Sect disciples, you relied on your cultivation to kill me. Could it be that you, the Black Mountain Sect, are the only family? Can you control the life and death of Daxia monks?" In this rare opportunity to breathe, he couldn't let the other party talk nonsense, so Lin Yi lowered his voice and spoke back.
"Shut up! Don't take this opportunity to cause trouble. What does your life and death have to do with me?" A scolding sound made Lin Yi stunned for a moment and turned around in surprise. Wu Qizheng, who was a few feet away, had a dark face and glaring eyes, while the other foundation-building senior didn't even look at him. Perhaps it was because they were both Qi Practitioners, but Luo Yi and the others looked helpless and wishing for themselves.
Although he knew who Wu Qi was and that he had a strange appearance and the other person didn't recognize him, Lin Yi still felt cold in his heart for no reason. He looked back at the arrogant and proud old man in black, shook his head, and said to several fellow disciples who were close at hand: "It has been said since ancient times that fellow disciples are friends! At this time, here, this situation, this situation, I can only understand it now." , The so-called comrade is just a stranger!" He took a step back and said in a deep voice, "I just said goodbye!"
So what if they are not from the same sect? Facing a weak person being chased by a powerful enemy, he was so indifferent. Could it be that by destroying human desires due to natural principles, humanity would also be extinct? At this time, Lin Yi believed that as long as Wu Qiduo said a fair word, he could get out of his predicament. And his words and deeds are unexpected and unreasonable.
Since he is wise and philosophical, in order to protect his own body, what could Wu Qi, a monk, do wrong? If it were him, facing a Qi Practitioner of unknown origin, how could he not have more thoughts?
Lin Yi's thoughts suddenly changed several times, and Lin Yi's back arched up more and more. Just as he was preparing to escape, a beautiful voice like Ming Cui sounded——
"Who said fellow travelers are just passers-by?"
Before anyone arrived, the words came first, two sword rainbows flashed past, and two monks, a man and a woman, landed not far away. The speaker is a woman, whose white clothes are as white as snow and whose appearance is natural. The middle-aged man behind him is dressed in a green robe and looks handsome, but his eyebrows are slightly gloomy.
Not knowing the other party's purpose, Lin Yi resisted the idea of escape, but saw Wu Qi who was already polite and said: "Zhengyang Sect Wu Qi, I have met two Taoist friends!"
The woman nodded lightly at Wu Qi, but before she could answer, the man behind her took a step forward, cupped her hands impatiently, and said, "I am Xian Feng from Xuantianmen, and I happened to be passing by here with my junior sister Lan Qier. Here!" He turned around, his tone became much gentler, and said to the people around him: "Junior sister Qier, Xuantian Palace in Xuantian Realm is where you and I go, there is no need to waste time for some idle people, you see. ...?”
Xian Feng's arrogant attitude was even worse than that of the old man in black just now. Wu Qi smiled coquettishly and took a step back somewhat boredly. Several people around him held their breath and looked at the woman in white with some confusion.
The person who came turned out to be a monk from Xuantian Clan. The old man in black in the distance rolled his eyes. He was not afraid of the other party’s cultivation level at all. He raised his voice and said: "Heishan Sect Mo Zhiyu is acting here. Could it be that two experts from Xuantian Clan are here?" Do you want to block it?"
Xian Feng's face turned cold when he saw that his junior sister did not comment on his words and someone interrupted him again. He was about to have an attack, but Lan Qier glanced at the old man in black, turned to Wu Qi and others, leaned forward and said: "Lan Qier has met several fellow Taoists, and this... this fellow Taoist, you Why were you so emotional just now?" As she spoke, her bright eyes flashed, and she actually smiled at Lin Yi beside her.
"I've seen Miss Lan!"
"Meet Senior Lan!"
Unexpectedly, the fairy was so gentle and polite. Overjoyed, several people from the Zhengyang Sect were a little confused. Lan Qier nodded slightly, then cast her gaze on Lin Yi's gray robe, showing a scrutinizing look.
At this time, Lin Yi had his back hunched over and his browned face looked full of wretchedness. His expression was dull, but his heart was churning. Why did I meet this woman again? She and her senior brother must have been passing by here, but why did they stop? Is it really because of what you just said? Seeing the other party, he felt uncomfortable for some reason. Illusion magic is enough to deceive the consciousness of the foundation-building monks. Why did I feel like there were flaws all over my body when I faced Lan Qi as a child? Is it because of those bright and observant eyes, or because of a guilty conscience?
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