Immortal Space

In a quiet room in the Lin Mansion of Qingxu City, Lin Yun was drinking a cup of spiritual tea slowly, holding a jade slip of exercises in his hand.

After taking a sip of spiritual tea, he seemed to have fallen into deep thought.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and after receiving the answer, a black-clothed subordinate hurried in.

"What's the matter, in a panic?" Lin Yun was a little unhappy when his thoughts were interrupted, and asked with a cold face.

"My lord, just now I got the information that Wang Hong and his group have left the city." The subordinate hurriedly replied.

Hearing this, Lin Yun's expression softened a little.

"Oh, is this true? Specifically."

The subordinate organized his language and said: "This morning, the old man Zhang, who sells pastries at the gate of the city, saw Wang Hong taking a few people out of the city. was recognized."

"Then you didn't startle the snake, did you?"

"No, after that, that group of people divided into several groups and went out of the city secretly. I guess they are gathering together now to rejoice that we didn't find them?"

"Hahaha!" Lin Yun laughed loudly. That group of people can be said to be a thorn in his side, a thorn in his flesh, and he has never had a chance to strike.

Now that the Immortal Gate mission is about to be released, these people finally lost their composure.

At first, he felt that wanting to kill Wang Hong was just a casual thing, to make decisions for the monks in the family, purely for personal face.

After Wang Hong killed several members of his Lin family on the stage of life and death, it was not only about his personal face, but also the face of his entire family.

In the next few years, as he got to know Wang Hong better, he discovered that this was still a big fat sheep. It made him overjoyed, and his motivation to kill Wang Hong was strengthened more than ten times.

A qi cultivator actually owns three shops in Qingxu City. Apart from that remote shop, there is also a Lingjiu Pavilion and a Pill Pavilion, but the business is booming.

Zhao's Pill Pavilion, although it was apparently run by a man named Zhao Ning, after he sent people to inquire, Zhao Ning is Wang Hong's subordinate, and he has not left Wang Hong's team yet.

Even if it is not his, it has a great relationship with him. You only need to catch them all, no matter whose shop it is.

There are more than a hundred monks in their Lin family, and there is only a small pill shop, which mainly sells the pills and elixir produced by the family.

In addition, some scattered elixir will also be purchased from loose cultivators. Due to limited resources, the store is often out of stock.

After these years of observation, although the business of those few shops is good, they have never been out of stock.

He thought that as long as these people were caught, a large amount of income from Lingshi would definitely be indispensable.

It will be a great credit to the family to torture him severely and force him to find out the source of the elixir.

With resources, the family can cultivate more monks, and with strength, they can obtain more resources.

He didn't say anything about this matter, he wanted to make this great contribution alone, and no one would object to him succeeding to the position of Patriarch in the future.

Lin Yun imagined that the family would develop and become powerful under his own hands, and he felt very happy and energetic.

"Go, gather thirty men in my name, and follow me out of the city to catch all of them." Lin Yun had a ferocious smile on his usual cold and proud face.

"Master, from what Yinlang said, although this group of people's cultivation is extremely low, their fighting style is a bit special. They are well-organized, cooperate with each other very tacitly, and have strong combat effectiveness." The black-clothed men reminded.

"Yes, there is also that Yin wolf, you remember to call him, this matter started because of him, if you don't go, you have to go."

Lin Yun thought for a while and added: "Then gather fifty people, and each person will be rewarded with 20 to 100 spirit stones according to their level of cultivation."

Lin Yun thought for a while and added: "Also, immediately arrange for a smarter person to follow their route, mark the route, and remember not to startle the enemy. You should do it as soon as possible."

"Yes! This subordinate will do it now." The black-clothed subordinate exited the quiet room.

After half a day, the subordinates in black reported that the manpower had been assembled.

Lin Yun came to a hall, where there were many people standing in groups of three and two, chatting enthusiastically.

Seeing Lin Yun's arrival, the hall that was still noisy just now quieted down instantly.

Lin Yun was very satisfied with this, and continued to maintain his usual cold and arrogant style, striding into the hall with his head held high.

Scanning the crowd below, among the fifty people, only a small part were the children of the Lin family, most of them were casual cultivators recruited by the Lin family.

Among them was one in the late stage of Qi training, an old man in a blue Taoist robe.

This person is a loose cultivator who practices wood-type kung fu and is good at using poison. He is known as the Poison Wood Taoist and is well-known in the loose practice of Qi training.

Apart from this late-stage cultivator, there are twenty other mid-stage qi practitioners, and the rest are early-stage qi practitioners.

Looking at the powerful lineup in front of him, Lin Yun felt like he was throwing a stone at an egg.

"Everyone, this time we're going out of the city to hunt a group of little mice. The strongest is only one in the late stage of Qi training, two in the middle stage of Qi training, and the rest are all little ones in the first and second levels of Qi training. Someone invited you out of town." Lin Yun said jokingly.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter broke out in the crowd.

"Such a group of ants, I guess Mr. Lin can solve them all by himself." A sharp-mouthed monk said flatteringly.

"Impossible! Mr. Lin is a man of gold, killing these ants himself, wouldn't he degrade his status and dirty his hands." Another monk with a character eyebrow patted his horse cooperatively.

Presumably these two people usually cooperate with each other tacitly, but now they sing together. Although Lin Yun knew it was flattery, it was very useful to hear it.

Among the rest, those who hated being robbed of their lines had no choice but to follow suit. Those who despise his character quietly moved a few steps away to keep a distance.

After the sharp-mouthed monk patted Lin Yun's ass, he still couldn't get enough. Then he said to Taoist Poison Wood: "Senior Poison Wood, please slow down later."

Taoist Poison Wood squinted at him with some displeasure, and said, "How do you say that?"

"Look, at that time, as long as you make a move, those ants will all be wiped out. You always hold your hand high, and leave one or two for me to wait for a chance to show." Once again, different tricks can also be shot.

Taoist Poison Wood stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Okay! Okay! I will leave two for you to play with."

"I've always heard that Senior Poison Wood has the demeanor of an elder. It is better to meet him than to be famous. It really is the demeanor of the senior, which makes me admire him." The monk with eight-character eyebrows cooperated and sent another flattery. They all agreed.

Seeing the noisy scene, Lin Yun coughed a few times, and seeing that everyone was paying attention, he opened his mouth to speak.

"Fellow daoists, it's getting late now, we'd better go and catch those rats as soon as possible, in case they get too far away, it will be troublesome to catch them."

"Yes, we should stop wasting time. Mr. Lin, give the order." Poison Wood echoed.

"Okay! Then I won't say much, let's go now!"

A group of people surrounded Lin Yun and walked out of the city, following the signs all the way.

Twenty miles outside the city, at a three-way intersection, the team had to stop because there were no signs.

I saw a monk who was sent to follow him before was waiting on the side of the road. It turned out that he didn't know where to go after chasing here.

Obviously, the other party tried to cover up the traces of his passing to prevent being followed.

At this time, several monks who were good at tracking volunteered to jump out of the team.

After observing the fork for a long time, several people agreed that they should go to the leftmost fork.

Although these people covered up a lot of traces, they still left some clues when so many people passed by.

On the far left, there are many grass stalks that have been trampled down, and some branches and leaves have fallen forward slightly. Obviously, a large group of people walked by not long ago.

"Hahaha! The devil is one foot tall, and the Tao is one foot high!"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and they continued to surround Lin Yun and move forward.