Five Immortals Gate

Zhao Min suddenly remembered something in his mind.

"Junior brother, what you said about cultivation in the past few years is that you have been secretly planning this, but...but you are too courageous..."

Dong Liqing has been in a very irritable mood recently. Almost three years have passed and his plan has made little progress. This has made the elders of his branch very dissatisfied.

"These old immortals know how to push, so Zhao Min spends most of his time in seclusion, what can I do? Tell me!

I met her once by chance in the past. Not only was she insufferable, but if she wanted to get close to her, she would use her elders to suppress her. Can you resist all these consequences for me? ??

Say I'm incompetent. If you have the ability, try to find someone else to try. It's been decades, and who can be successful in kissing me..."

Dong Liqing walked around the room, thinking about the scene where he was called over by the clan elders today, and felt increasingly depressed.

Zhao Min is in the "Holy Demon Palace". Although the "Saint Demon Palace" is large, it is undoubtedly close to them, but even with his status as a Nascent Soul stage, he cannot get close to the opponent.

In recent years, he has been unable to practice quietly, and the elders of his branch will ask about his progress every once in a while.

It seems that as Zhao Min's cultivation grows, they both realize the importance of each other. Once Zhao Min successfully conceives a baby one day, it will be many times more difficult to get married than it is now.

At that time, each branch would try their best to prevent others from getting close to Zhao Min, and would recommend their own elite monks for marriage.

Just when Dong Liqing was anxious and pacing back and forth, his expression suddenly changed, and then his consciousness fell outside the cave.

There is a transmission note there like a headless fly, scurrying around in the confinement outside the cave, constantly flashing light.

Dong Liqing then curled his finger and grabbed it in the void. The transmission talisman disappeared outside the cave, and with a flash of yellow light in his hand, there was another transmission talisman.

Putting it on his forehead, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"You finally came out. No matter what, I have to find a reason why you can't leave immediately today!"

Thinking in his mind, his figure quickly faded and disappeared on the spot.

Zhao Min has not left the cave in the past three years, but after coming out today, he walked around the palace.

After being constantly urged by the elders of the clan, Dong Liqing has sent people to guard the palace and outside the palace every day. Last time, his fourth disciple actually followed him out in order to pay his merits.

Not only did he fail to notify him in time, but Zhao Min eventually discovered Xingzang.

This made Dong Liqing reprimand the disciple severely. Such a good tracking opportunity was wasted by him, so Zhao Min would have to be more vigilant in the future.

Moreover, he also compared Zhao Min's cultivation level, and his spiritual consciousness was at least not inferior to that of a mid-Jindan monk.

The few disciples arranged now asked them to send a message to him as soon as they discovered Zhao Min. Anyway, he was made unable to practice with peace of mind by those old guys.

Dong Liqing found the beauty who could send the transmission talisman almost within a few breaths.

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Female disciple.

He arranged for female disciples to keep an eye on Zhao Min in the palace. Even if he was discovered, the trouble caused would be much less.

Before Dong Liqing could ask, the female disciple had already spoken hastily.

"Master, that man just left the palace. There was a second senior brother guarding him there, so I didn't follow him!"

Dong Liqing was surprised, and then happy again.

"You went out again. This time I will follow you personally. What do you want to do? Maybe this time you can find the person you want to see."

He must find out the reason why Zhao Min left the palace. This time, his efforts were not in vain, and he got the news as soon as possible.

Dong Liqing arrived outside the "Holy Demon Palace" almost instantly. He saw his disciple at the corner of the mountain at a glance, and he appeared behind him in a flash.

"How long has she been out?"

The monk was looking around in the dark. The voice from behind made him startled. He turned around sharply, saw the person coming clearly, and was about to pay homage immediately.

Dong Liqing said impatiently.

"Say it!"

"Master, she just came down the mountain and didn't have five breaths. She shouldn't have reached the bottom of the mountain yet!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt his eyes blurred, and Dong Liqing had disappeared. He swallowed his saliva.

"If I lose you again this time, it's none of my business. The fourth junior brother was scolded like a bloody dog ​​last time.

We also need to practice cultivation. It’s really annoying to do these things every day! "

He kept complaining in his heart. He had also sent out the transmission talisman dutifully just now, but he didn't know that Dong Liqing had already come out after receiving the first transmission talisman.

Dong Liqing soon discovered a woman dressed in white rushing down the mountain quickly, and a smile appeared on the corner of Dong Liqing's mouth.

After Zhao Min descended from the mountain, he walked eastward along the street without any intention of stopping.

After walking for more than half an hour, she became secretive and kept changing her route. She went further and further away from the main city.

After more than half an hour, Zhao Min had entered the east city of the "Holy Demon City", and she wandered through the dilapidated short rooms.

After twisting and turning, she entered a long and narrow alley. After a pause, she walked straight forward.

In the long alley, Zhao Min finally stopped under a dark courtyard wall, where a rickety old man in gray clothes was hiding in the corner. It was almost difficult to spot his presence at a glance.

After Zhao Min stopped, the rickety old man in gray clothes slowly walked out of the shadows. He was wearing a bamboo hat and his face could not be seen clearly.

After the two met, they did not speak, but used words to each other

The divine consciousness burns words on a jade slip, and then gives it to the other party. After the other party's spiritual consciousness scans it, he also burns the words he wants to say and returns it to the other party.

"To be so careful!"

Dong Liqing in the distance couldn't help but feel extremely angry. With his cultivation level, if the two of them were talking in a low voice, even if they were transmitting messages to each other, he would be able to overhear them.

What he never expected was that the two men passed a jade slip around without saying a word, which made him hesitate to pry.

Some jade slips are restricted during refining. They can only withstand a certain amount of spiritual power at the same time. Therefore, the person who writes the jade slips must master the strength of the spiritual consciousness before they can burn it.

Dong Liqing didn't know whether the jade slips in the hands of these two people were like this, so once his spiritual consciousness quietly probed over, the jade slips exploded, and he was discovered.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the other two's cultivation, but he didn't want to alarm Zhao Min immediately.

Just like that, after the two people silently exchanged a cup of tea deep in the alley, Zhao Min crushed the jade slip of communication and then turned around and walked in the direction from where he came.

Only the rickety old man in gray clothes wearing a bamboo hat was left in the alley. After watching Zhao Min disappear from sight, he immediately walked quickly towards the exit at the other end of the alley.

Just when the rickety old man in gray clothes took less than five steps, a figure quietly appeared behind him, and then a cold voice sounded in the heart of the rickety old man in gray clothes.

"Old man, do you have time to stay for a moment? How about we talk?"

The body of the rickety old man in gray clothes who was moving forward trembled violently and immediately froze in place.

Then, he slowly turned around and slowly raised his head. It was an extremely old face. He looked at the blurry figure behind him and said in a stiff voice.

"Forgive me for being ignorant, do you and I know each other?"

Dong Liqing only felt a dark consciousness scanning towards him, and he sneered in his heart. The other party wanted to find out his cultivation and details.

It's just that the power revealed in the divine consciousness passed over is not very stable, as if it doesn't dare to use its full strength.

"He used the technique of concealing aura. This technique should not be weak, but in my opinion, the aura still fluctuates greatly. His real cultivation level should be around the middle to late stage of Jindan."

"We don't know each other, so why can't we talk? You are just a Jindan!"

As Dong Liqing spoke, his arm suddenly stretched out, spanning dozens of feet in an instant, and grabbed the rickety old man in gray with his chest.

He wanted to capture the old man in one fell swoop. As soon as he caught him, he would immediately use the soul-searching technique to learn all the secrets of the other man, and then destroy his body and eliminate all traces of it.

Now under the pressure of the elders above, he no longer cares about killing people in the city, but he must do it cleanly and leave no traces.

The rickety old man in gray clothes opposite him was not from the White Demon clan. He was very sure of this. It was precisely because of this certainty that he dared to take action.

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For a foreign monk, the "Holy Demon Palace" has never had much obligation to investigate the murderer. Most of it is just to show its majesty.

Dong Liqing had a good idea, and with his level of cultivation, it was indeed not difficult at all. It was just something that could be easily accomplished.

The reaction of the rickety old man in gray was just as he expected. The gap in cultivation between the two sides was too great, and a look of shock and anger appeared on the face of the rickety old man in gray.

His hands had just been raised, and the long arm that had crossed the distance had already grabbed his chest.

"With your level of cultivation, if you still dare to question me, I will crush you to death without even taking a breath!"

Dong Liqing's sarcastic voice came out, and just when his fingertips touched the other party's clothes, Dong Liqing felt his eyes blur, and the rickety old man in gray clothes suddenly disappeared.

Such a sudden change made Dong Liqing slightly stunned.

Then he saw a large black dragon moving quickly in front of him, and then Dong Liqing only felt that his fingertips came into contact with a layer of hard material.

Then he saw a black dragon's tail flash in front of him, with yellow light shattering at the tail, and then the other party disappeared.

"What a fast escape technique, such a hard body, and a very good defensive magic weapon!"

There was a flash of light in Dong Liqing's eyes, and the opponent appeared in his busy schedule, plus a defensive magic weapon that could at least resist the late stage of Jin Dan was protected outside the body.

The blow that Dong Liqing was sure to win was actually resisted by the opponent. Dong Liqing knew that he had been careless just now.

"I actually missed it!"

A hint of anger appeared on Dong Liqing's handsome face.

At this time, at the exit of the alley, the rickety old man in gray clothes who had been standing still opened his mouth and spurted out blood.

The old face actually became blurry for a moment, and the ordinary appearance of a young man flashed, and then quickly returned to the appearance of wrinkles.

"It's...but...there's no need to deliberately force out blood! The gap with him is too big..."

Immediately, his arms trembled and he quickly waved his palm towards the blood on the ground, and an invisible aura covered the blood.

The pool of Yin Hong's blood on the ground immediately made a slight "chichi" sound, and after some smoke rose, it turned into dark green.

Then the rickety old man in gray clothes took a quick glance at Dong Liqing, who was still alone in the middle of the alley, facing the claw he had just grabbed.

He took a deep breath, suppressed the nausea caused by the splitting headache, and immediately rushed towards the east gate.

"His cultivation is much higher than those tested, which is quite different from the expected results of the tests over the past few months.

The phantom poison can affect him for about three breaths at most, not even that long, and with my level of cultivation, I can't get close to him to sneak attack, otherwise, the environment created by the phantom poison will be destroyed! "