I Can Track Everything

It is close to the mountain where Lianyang is located. It is not unexpectedly wrapped by the formation, and outsiders cannot enter or leave at all.

Chen Chen thought for a while, then began to ask the system, and soon came to the answer that there were two living people in the formation.

Since there are two living people, it means that Lianyang is not dead. Thinking of this, his heart is slightly relieved.

After thinking about it for a while, the imprint of the Law of Wood on Chen Chen's hand lit up. Outside the small courtyard on the mountain below, a small grass grew silently. It didn't take long for it to grow to a height of half a person and probed into it. Lianyang is usually in the backyard of the refiner.

A flash of greenness flashed in Chen Chen's eyes, and the scene in the backyard was completely presented in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A roaring flame was burning under the forging furnace, and Yang Lianyang sat in front of the forging furnace with a painful expression, his eyes were closed, and strands of black energy were constantly circulating around him.

On the other side of the forging furnace, a young monk in black was watching this scene indifferently, with no expression on his face, and on his chest, the mark of the Evil God Temple was embroidered impressively.

This mark is completely different from the mark of the Evil Dragon Sect cultivator that day. The mark of the Evil Dragon Sect cultivator is an ordinary embroidered mark.

But the mark on this person's chest is more like a formation, and there will be a dim light from time to time.

"Who is peeping here!"

Seemingly aware of something, the young man in black suddenly turned cold and looked behind him.

At this moment, the formation of the mountain slowly dissipated, and a bald man appeared in front of the young man in black with a simple and honest face.

"It's me, fellow Daoist, will my junior brother be okay?"

"It turned out to be Sect Master Jin, that's right, you can open the formations of various mountain peaks at will in this Jin Sheng Sect. As for this Master Refining..."

Having said that, the young man in black looked at Lianyang, and there was a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"It should be all right."

Hearing the word "should", the bald-headed man's face suddenly changed, and he smiled bitterly: "My junior brother is obsessed with refining tools, I don't know the importance, how about I reject this business for him? As for the reward given by fellow Taoists, I, Jin Shengzongshuang double compensation."

The black-clothed young man laughed, his expression quite disdainful: "Sect Master Jin is joking, my magic weapon is being refined at a critical juncture, if it is damaged due to interruption, what is the mere double reward?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the long sword on the forging furnace let out a screeching scream, and then thousands of black mists rushed out of it and swooped towards Lianyang.

Seeing this scene, the young man in black showed a look of fear, and murmured: "As expected, I will suffer backlash. Fortunately, I didn't refine this magic weapon myself..."

He didn't speak very loudly, but the cultivator's eyes and ears were so sharp that the bald man turned blue with anger when he heard it.

Emotions, the disciple of the Evil God Temple, took his junior brother as a scapegoat. He had heard for a long time that the people of the Evil God Temple were acting arrogant and domineering.

Lianyang snorted at this moment, and the pain on his face became more and more obvious. In addition, his black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then lines of wrinkles began to appear on his face.

"This……"

The bald-headed man's face changed, and he didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one. He went forward and wanted to take the black long sword out of the furnace, but the black-clothed youth was faster than him and stepped out in front of him. .

"Sect Master Jin, don't make any mistakes! Do you really think that the business of the Evil God Temple is to take over if you want, and give up if you want to give up?"

The bald man glanced at the black-clothed youth in front of him.

This guy is only in the late stage of distraction. If he really wants to take that black long sword, this guy can't stop it.

But the other party is a disciple of the Evil God Temple after all... The Evil God Temple, that is the overlord of the Southern Territory, sitting on the terrifying existence of thousands of cities, with its back to the Evil God Temple, even if the other party is a foundation cultivator, he will not dare to offend.

However, if he really doesn't care, the situation of the junior brother over there has become more and more dangerous.

Just when the heaven and man were fighting in his heart, a black light suddenly flashed in the eyes of the young man in black, and he said softly: "Sect Master Jin, your junior brother is a prodigy of refining, although his refining skills are not as good as yours now, But what about the future?

If one day, his artifact refining technique surpasses yours, how should you, the sect master, handle yourself?

So, looking at it another way, I'm helping you right now, don't you think? "

A trace of confusion flashed in the eyes of the bald man, and his face became cloudy and uncertain.

...

Chen Chen outside the mountain couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw this scene. He didn't expect that the disciples of the Evil God Temple's late stage of distraction could actually use a little illusion to influence the judgment of a strong body.

No, no, this doesn't seem to be a pure illusion, it's more like a guide.

Chen Chen faintly understood something.

You must know that most people in this world have had some bad thoughts in their hearts, and the technique of this young man in black is to evoke these evil thoughts in people's hearts, making people unable to make correct judgments for a while.

Only with such hidden techniques can it be possible to deceive the cultivator of the fusion realm.

Seeing the color of compromise on the face of the bald man getting stronger and stronger, the imprint of the law in Chen Chen's palm lit up again.

At the same time, a sharp grass suddenly grew under the bald man's feet, and pierced his sole like a sharp sword.

On the other side, a rattan patted Lianyang's back with no trace.

The bald-headed man was instantly awake, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes, and the momentum of the fit-in-body state burst out like a conditioned reflex.

boom!

A muffled sound!

The black-clothed youth had no resistance at all, so he was blasted out by the powerful momentum and slammed into the formation.

The bald man didn't care much, he directly took the black long sword out of the furnace, and the thousands of black mists outside the long sword suddenly roared mournfully as if they had lost their foundation, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

"You... ruined the foundation of my magic weapon!"

Not far away, the young man in black saw this scene and shouted angrily.

"Sorry, this is about my junior brother's life, I have to do it."

The bald man dropped these words and walked straight towards Lianyang, immediately feeding Lianyang an elixir.

But in the blink of an eye, Lianyang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the bald man in front of him, his eyes filled with guilt.

"Senior...Brother, I'm embarrassing you."

"It's good to know that I am embarrassed, and see if you dare to take such a dangerous order next time!"

The bald-headed man scolded in a low voice, somewhat resenting that iron is not steel.

At this time, the black-clothed youth had already picked up the long sword, and after checking it out, the pain in his flesh was beyond words.

"It's just a little bit! It's just a little bit short! Sect Master Jin, you destroyed my treasure, I have written down this matter, and I will definitely ask for an explanation in the future!"

The bald-headed man had no expression on his face, and said faintly, "I, Jin Shengzong, will try my best to compensate for the loss of fellow Daoists."

"Compensate for my losses? Well, very good! Farewell!"

The young man in black left a sentence, picked up the long sword, turned around and left, and left Jin Shengzong not long after.

Looking at the distant back, and at the pair of senior brothers in the backyard of the hut, Chen Chen sighed in his heart and prepared to leave silently.

But before he could turn around, the voice of a bald man came from the backyard below.

"Fellow Daoist, since you're here, why don't you show up to see it?"