Mortal Seeking Immortal

Just as everyone was passing by a mountain peak shrouded in white mist, a dozen monks rushed out from the mountain peak and surrounded Ye Zhou and his party.

The two leading monks have reached the twelfth level of Qi training.

Seeing that the opponent was approaching fiercely, many monks beside Ye Zhou had their hands on the storage bags at their waists, ready to take action immediately if the situation went wrong.

Ye Zhou's eyes narrowed and he saw that the leader Wugen's expression had not changed, as if all this was what he had expected.

At this time, one of the leading monks with a goatee asked coldly: "Where are you coming from? Why are you passing through the area under the jurisdiction of our Cangshan Sect? Do you have an identity jade certificate on you?"

Monk Wugen recited the Buddha's name and said: "Friend Taoist, we are casual cultivators from the territory of the Dawu Dynasty. We need to go to the imperial capital of Shengyun Kingdom for business, and we don't have any identity documents with us."

When the goatee monk heard that Ye Zhou and his group were casual cultivators from the Dawu Dynasty, his eyes clearly flashed with disdain, and his tone became more contemptuous: "It turns out they are casual cultivators from the Dawu Dynasty."

"I heard that the remnants of the Demon Huo clan were discovered in the Dawu Dynasty a few days ago. A month ago, all the large and small sects and aristocratic families in the Shengyun Kingdom received orders from the four sects and three sects to strictly investigate the casual cultivators entering the country from the Dawu Dynasty. I It seems that you have to stay here for a while, and we can only let you go after we have verified your identity one by one."

When Ye Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but frown slightly. He didn't expect that the first sect they encountered would be so strict in interrogation. Fortunately, he had changed his appearance now, otherwise he would have been discovered.

As soon as the monk with the goatee's beard finished speaking, he heard Monk Wugen saying from the side: "Fellow Taoist, may I ask why I don't see fellow Taoist Yun leading a team to conduct an investigation today? Speaking of which, the poor monk and fellow Taoist Yun still have some friendship. I miss him so much after not seeing him for a while. I wonder if he can make a breakthrough in his cultivation?"

The two goatee monks who led the team looked at each other. The goatee monk asked doubtfully: "Do you know Uncle Yun?"

Monk Wugen calmly took out a string of jade bracelets from his sleeves, released his spiritual power, rolled up the jade bracelets with his spiritual power, sent it to the goatee monk, and said, "If you are... If you don’t believe it, take a closer look at this bracelet.”

"This bracelet was given to the poor monk by fellow Taoist Yun himself a few years ago. He said he was a disciple of the sect. You will understand as soon as you see this bracelet."

The goatee-bearded monk carefully caught the bracelet, glanced at it with his spiritual consciousness, and looked at the rootless monk with a lot of respect in his eyes.

"Yes, this bracelet does have Master Yun's aura. May I ask what you call me?"

Monk Wugen put his hands together and said gently: "The poor monk's name is Wugen."

The goat-bearded monk added: "It turns out to be Master Wugen. I have offended you a lot just now. I don't know that you are a good friend of Master Yun. What you don't know is that Master Yun is in seclusion to attack the foundation building period, so the team leader's interrogation came down to On my two senior brothers.”

Monk Wugen nodded and said: "Last time when the poor monk met fellow Taoist Yun, he seemed to have heard him mention that his cultivation had improved, and he thought that he would build the foundation in the near future. He never thought that it would be so fast. When he succeeds in building the foundation But you must remember to send a message to the poor monk, so that the poor monk can prepare generous gifts to celebrate. "

The goatee and the two nodded repeatedly, saying yes, and then respectfully returned the bracelet to the Wugen monk.

After the monk Wugen put away the bracelet, he asked again: "I wonder how your sect needs to cross-examine? How many days will it take?"

The Goatee Beards shook their heads hurriedly and said: "Don't dare. Since they are the monks brought by you, Master Wugen, we can trust them even without the identity certificate. They cannot be the remnants of the Demon Sect. You can leave freely now."

A smile appeared on the corner of monk Wugen's mouth: "Then thank you two fellow Taoists."

Goatee and the other two waved their hands, and the monks surrounding Ye Zhou and his group spread out to both sides, leaving a passage for Ye Zhou and his group to pass by.

Ye Zhou also slowly breathed a sigh of relief. It was difficult for a trick like disguise to withstand careful inspection.

After saying goodbye to Goatee and the other two, the Wugen monk took the lead and flew forward.

Flying like this for four consecutive days, Ye Zhou and his party encountered no less than a dozen sects and aristocratic families who were asking for identity certificates. Most of them relied on the relationship between Monk Wugen and Ma Shiyi to pass smoothly. .

Only a few smaller sects and aristocratic families blocked the road for questioning because they were asking for money. However, seeing that Ye Zhou and his party were outnumbered and not weak in strength, they did not dare to open their mouths, so they only collected a few spiritual stones at will. The travel expenses were paid and Ye Zhou and others were allowed to pass.

Because of this, Monk Wugen and Ma Shiyi became more and more prestigious among the casual cultivators, and everyone trusted him more and more. Only Ye Zhou remained vigilant.

The fifth day we set out together.

When the team reached the sky above a mountain range, Monk Wugen suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled at Ye Zhou and others who were following him and said: "Amitabha, fellow Taoists, we only need to pass through the territory of one aristocratic family. The Shengyun Kingdom is in the imperial capital, and the poor monk has some friendship with the head of that family. I hope that for the sake of the poor monk, he will not embarrass us. "

"Fellow Taoists, you have worked hard all the way and are very tired. Why don't you rest for a while below and reorganize yourself? What do you think, fellow Taoists?"

Ye Zhou's heart moved, and he scanned the area pointed by Monk Wugen without trace. However, he felt a faint breath of the formation in the middle of the open space covered with fallen leaves. Through this trace of the formation leaked The breath of law.

Ye Zhou's heart sank.

"It turned out to be the Seven Killing Poison Formation! These two rootless bald donkeys really have bad intentions. I thought they were just seeking money, but they actually wanted to kill themselves!"

Ye Zhou had murderous intent in his heart, but he still looked calm when facing Monk Wugen and Ma Shiyi.

Many casual cultivators drove their flying magic weapons for five days in a row. At this time, the spiritual energy in their bodies was almost exhausted. And because they were all casual cultivators, they could not have the luxury of taking out spiritual stones or spirit-gathering pills to replenish their spiritual energy consumption at any time. Now it was already Approaching the limit, the exhausted monks nodded and thanked Monk Wugen for his consideration.

The cultivators hurriedly urged the flying swords to fall towards the formation area arranged by Monk Wugen and others.

After seeing everyone's actions, Ma Shi, who stopped at the end of the team, had a look of success in his eyes. But when he saw Ye Zhou standing still, he frowned and activated the spiritual ax under his feet to come to Ye Zhou. Zhou approached and asked with a smile: "Why doesn't this little fellow Taoist go down and rest for a while? Even if you are not tired yet, it is good to restore some spiritual power."

After hearing this, Ye Zhou had a half-smile expression on his face. He glanced at the midair and found that in addition to him, Ma Shiyi, and monk Wugen, there was also the monk who had been arrested by Wanjianmen before. The monk surnamed Liu was seriously injured.

The monk surnamed Liu stopped in mid-air and did not look at Ye Zhou. Instead, he looked at the monks who fell into the Qi Killing Formation with complicated eyes.