That's What Villains Are Like

The long street shook and rumbled, smoke and dust rolled up, and a savage beast with scaly heads and thick armor, breathing clouds and smoke came over, with a mighty force and an astonishing momentum.

"How about we go together with Saint Zhuyun this time?"

Jiang Lan sat on it and looked at Ling Zhuyun with a slight smile.

Behind him, many knights followed, including Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and many other powerful young people.

There are many people behind each of them, all of them have powerful auras, and they seem to have divine radiance lingering around them.

This is a terrifying force that cannot be ignored. Any young person among them is a famous and talented person in Daxia, with great strength and talent.

But now that I'm following you there, I look like a "dog leg" of the Prime Minister's government.

Pedestrians and monks watching the theater on both sides of the street quickly retreated for fear of causing undue disaster.

The expressions of the young beings who had fanned the flames changed suddenly, and they cursed inwardly, feeling ashamed to be in the company of these geniuses, and then hurriedly left.

"Jiang Lan..."

Qi Heng, the true successor of the Renwang Palace, did not expect Jiang Lan to suddenly appear and intervene, intending to ruin his good deeds.

The expression on his face froze and became a bit ugly, but due to the other party's power, he restrained himself and could only give up.

Regardless of whether he dared to offend the Prime Minister in public, even the forces behind Jiang Lan in front of him were beyond his ability to contend with.

Li Daoyi is a true disciple of the Taiyi Sect. He is extremely powerful and profound. He was defeated by the opponent many years ago.

Now Li Daoyi is working for Jiang Lan again...

Ye Ming's face was gloomy. Compared to Jiang Lan, he felt that the true successor of the King's Palace was easier to deal with.

But he didn't say much, and his expression quickly returned to normal.

If Jiang Lan insists on going with them, then he needs to pay more attention this time. After all, Zixia Mountain is different from Anyang City.

By then, if Jiang Lan knew his true identity, she would definitely not let him go.

Thinking like this, Ye Ming gently rubbed the back of his hand. With the help of the old ghost, maybe he didn't have to be afraid of Jiang Lan at that time.

"Mr. Jiang..."

Ling Zhuyun's white dress is like snow, she is holy and pure, her skin is like jade, and the jade face under the gauze has slightly changed, which seems to be a little unexpected.

She didn't expect that Jiang Lan would suddenly appear with someone, which could be regarded as a disguised rescue for her.

But compared with Qi Heng, she actually felt that it was worse to go with Qi Heng.

At least Qi Heng wouldn't be as careless and unscrupulous as Jiang Lan.

"how?"

"Could it be that Saint Zhuyun is unwilling? At the tea-making meeting that day, you promised me that you would not compete for the inheritance of True Monarch Zixia."

"I suddenly regret it now. Are you afraid of missing something when you rush there in such a hurry?" Jiang Lan rode the beast to Ling Zhuyun and asked with a slight smile.

Ling Zhuyun didn't remember that she promised Jiang Lan that day.

However, she still said calmly, "Young Master Jiang has misunderstood. It is our honor to be able to go with Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang has many masters under his command. If we go this time, we will surely have more confidence in inheriting the good fortune." .”

The female disciples of the Yaochi Sect behind her looked so good, especially Zhao Dieyi, Chen Ning and others, their expressions were very unnatural.

The other female disciples who were in Zuixianju that day were all left with a deep psychological shadow. At this moment, they lowered their heads and did not dare to take another look.

Chu Chan followed, riding on a strange beast with snow-white hair, and came to Chen Ning and others, and took the initiative to say hello.

After all, although she is from Jiang Lan, her status as a disciple of the Yaochi Sect has not changed. Logically speaking, she should go with Chen Ning and others.

Chen Ning's heart was full of cold hatred, but due to the occasion, she still showed a friendly face and started chatting with Chu Chan. There was no trace of a life-or-death feud between the two.

People from the Beiming Chen family outside Anyang City have been waiting there for a long time and will accompany her on this trip.

When she arrived at Zixia Mountain, she had plenty of means to deal with Chu Chan.

Qi Heng, who is the true successor of the Human King Palace, could only snort in his heart. He did not dare to do anything to Jiang Lan, so he could only vent his anger on Ye Ming. Seeing his calm and calm look, he seemed to be sure. I felt even more unhappy.

He has been pursuing Ling Zhuyun for many years, but he has never even gotten a good look from her.

As a result, today in Anyang City, I met such a young man with an unfamiliar face appearing next to Ling Zhuyun.

I even heard some rumors that there was such a person beside Ling Zhuyun at the tea-making conference that day, and he even claimed to be his friend.

An elder in his family who was proficient in divination and deduction bluntly said that Ling Zhuyun was accompanied by great luck.

If he can gain his favor and help, he will have a greater chance of becoming the master of the Human King Palace in the future.

"Master Jiang is traveling with me, so I naturally have no objections."

"It's just that what is the identity of this strange man whom I have never seen before, that makes Saint Zhuyun favor him so much?"

Qi Heng got angry and asked coldly, staring at Ye Ming. He knew that the other party had a strange treasure that covered his aura, so he couldn't detect his cultivation level.

"Indeed, at the tea-making conference that day, Saint Zhuyun didn't introduce this brother much. We don't know how many twists and turns there will be in this trip to Zixia Mountain."

"To be honest, I'm really worried about letting a person who has never masked his face follow me..."

"This brother, does he have any special abilities?"

Jiang Lan also said slowly at this moment.

Hearing this, Ye Ming didn't look good.

Compared to the younger generation like Jiang Lan, Li Daoyi, Ao Xu, and Qi Heng, who are well-established and have a clean and innocent family background, he is indeed no different from a gangster. Is he really from the Great Yan Kingdom? Who does the power behind you and what you have learned come from?

Even Ling Zhuyun may not understand this.

"Brother Ye is an upright person. I have been in contact with him many times. There is no need to worry about his character. If you question Brother Ye's character, Qi Heng, you can go alone, so why go with us."

Ling Zhuyun's expression did not change at all, and she still spoke calmly.

But when he got to the back, there was a bit of edge, and a pair of eyes looked directly at Qi Heng.

She didn't really want to offend Jiang Lan, but Qi Heng in front of her didn't care much.

Qi Heng's expression changed for a while, but in the end he snorted coldly and said nothing more. After all, he still wanted to pursue Ling Zhuyun.

If she was angered and offended to death like this, even if she received the inheritance and blessings from True Lord Zixia and gave her away, it would not have much effect.

It's just that in his heart, the coldness and jealousy towards Ye Ming are deeper. This is the first time he has seen Ling Zhuyun defend such a man like this.

"In addition to being very powerful, Brother Ye is also a formation master. You may need to rely on him more during this trip." Ling Zhuyun looked at Jiang Lan again and explained.

Jiang Lan nodded slightly and said, "Since Saintess Zhuyun said so, I naturally choose to believe you."

Ling Zhuyun was slightly surprised. She always felt that there was something in Jiang Lan's words. She chose to believe in herself?

"Thank you Mr. Jiang for your understanding." She replied politely.

After hearing that Ye Ming turned out to be a formation master, Qi Heng was slightly shocked and didn't say anything more, which was regarded as acquiescing to his qualifications as a companion.

Ye Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't say anything from beginning to end.

Seeing that Ling Zhuyun was not afraid of Jiang Lan's power or Qi Heng's questioning, and defended herself in this way, bursts of warmth filled her heart, and she was also secretly happy.

If you can get a wife like this, then your life will not be in vain.

Jiang Lan could vaguely guess what Ye Ming was thinking at this moment, and just wanted to laugh about it.

He is still waiting for Ye Ming, a free tool man, to open the way for him.

Although he has the token left by True Lord Zixia with him, the appearance of the cave this time may attract the master of Zixia Temple to take action in advance.

The monstrous purple mist that broke out during this period was not a sign that the cave was about to be born. Instead, it was the owner of the Zixia Temple. After sensing that the situation was beyond his expectation, he activated the formation in advance to prevent others from destroying his formation. Plan and seize the opportunity to intercept the enemy.

In the original plot, these purple mists were used by Taoist Zixia to cover up and trap foreign monks after they were born in the cave.

However, Jiang Lan deliberately spread the news and attracted the attention of all the immortal sect forces. Many monks had already set up footholds in Zixia Mountain. There was no other way, so Zixia Taoist had to activate the formation in advance.

This formation is called the Jiuxiao Mingsha Trap Dragon Formation, which is recorded in the Bloody Forbidden Code. It can not only trap enemies, but also refine them, and serve as the flesh and blood origin of the formation, providing endless power.

Even outside the formation, it would take a lot of time to crack it with extremely strong external force.

Jiang Lan naturally has a solution, but there is free labor in front of him, so why bother himself.

Furthermore, he also needs this formation to complete his plan.

Soon, no one wasted any more, and wild beasts soared into the sky, soaring into the clouds and mist, with the sound of wind and thunder vibrating, running in mid-air, like waves sweeping across the sky, and quickly headed out of the city.

Zixia Mountain is not far from Anyang City, but with the strength of the beast's feet, even if you can rush there, it will take less than half a day at the fastest.

…

As the surrounding mountains of Zixia Mountain, the purple mist phenomenon that emerged became more and more alarming, and the number of Tianjiao monks who rushed there during this period also increased.

One after another, divine rainbows fell from all directions in the sky and the earth, and among them there were some highly respected elders who came to join in the process.

The villages at the foot of the nearby mountains have also been relocated during this time, and all the villagers have left.

In a world like this that was created by chance and often triggered wars among monks, ordinary creatures here were not even as good as cannon fodder, and they didn't know how to die.

Those vacated buildings became a temporary residence for all the monks during this period.

The monks who came to Zixia Mountain early gathered in various villages, either waiting to sit quietly or discussing and talking.

Outside Zixia Town.

A majestic and precipitous mountain is located here. The mountain is thousands of feet tall. There are prosperous ancient trees in it, green peaks and green valleys, gurgling clear springs and shrouded clouds and mist.

Between the cliffs, there is a waterfall like the Milky Way, hanging straight down, stirring up steaming water mist.

Taoist Zixia stood here with his hands folded, his indifferent expression unchanged.

"According to the records on the remaining pages, the real secret of the cave is located between this cliff..."

"It's a pity that the time has not come yet. It involves space teleportation. With my current strength, there is nothing I can do."

Looking from his direction.

A thick purple mist could be vaguely seen, floating down from the high mountains, gradually spreading to cover the entire sky, as if it was going to completely submerge the entire land.

"The formation has been completed. Any outside monks who come in later will be trapped here and be refined into the origin of the formation."

"No one can stop my plan."

Taoist Zixia nodded with satisfaction, then moved his ears slightly and heard a voice not far away. His figure flashed and quickly disappeared.

After he left, several figures appeared here, holding some kind of rare treasure in their hands. The divine brilliance flashed through them, and they were brilliant, obviously having some kind of treasure-hunting function.

"Something's wrong. There's obviously no hint from the strange treasure. Why are there such amazing visions during this period of time?"

"Is there something wrong?" One of them looked at the exotic treasure in his hand, frowning, and guessed.

"It's impossible for someone to deliberately arrange it to attract everyone here." The person next to him said.

"If this is really the case, how much courage do you have? Today in Zhongtian Prefecture, many disciples of the Immortal Sect have arrived and appeared here. If there is a problem, Zhongtian Prefecture must not be overthrown?" Another person shook his head, I don't think this is possible.

"Regardless of this, we are only ordered to investigate anyway, and we will not get this opportunity."

"Lord Linglong is still waiting..."

As they spoke, the figures of several people gradually blended into the night and quickly disappeared.

Only the Commander of Supervising Heaven badge on his waist looked particularly cold in the moonlight.

When Jiang Lan and others arrived outside Zixia Mountain, it was already dusk and the sun was setting in the west.

The majestic and continuous mountains were obscured by the rich purple fog, and only some faint outlines could be seen.

Many monks and souls stopped here and there, either alone or in groups, studying how to get in.

At first glance, there were thousands of people gathered in this area, and there were also large crowds of people in other directions.

"Why are there so many people here? I actually saw a few young geniuses, as well as the extremely famous old man Su." A female disciple of the Yaochi Sect said in surprise.

Upon seeing this, Qi Heng ordered his men to go find out the reason. Not long after, the man came back, but the look on his face was not good.

"Master, it seems that we are late. We can no longer enter Zixia Mountain..." the subordinate replied.

Qi Heng frowned and said, "What's going on?"

"Outside Zixia Mountain, a thick purple fog has appeared in recent days. The source is unknown and cannot be dispelled. It will spread out at a certain time."

"Any monk who enters it will be trapped in it and cannot find the direction to leave. No matter what method he uses, he will eventually find that he is back to the starting point."

"And when a certain time comes, after the fog clears, you will find yourself outside the mountains, where you were at the beginning." The subordinate said respectfully.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Ling Zhuyun frowned slightly, looking at the purple mist that almost submerged the entire mountain, and secretly thinking about countermeasures.

Ye Ming remained calm on his face, thinking about how to get in.

At this time, a young sword-bearing monk not far away noticed this and walked over with a happy face.

"Brother Qi..."

He cupped his hands and greeted Qi Heng.

People from Yijian Mountain?

Someone noticed the pattern on his sleeves and recognized the person's identity.

Qi Heng nodded slightly and said, "Brother Wang, why are you here? Aren't you already one step ahead with Yao Chen and others?"

The Yao Chen he spoke of was a true disciple of Yijian Mountain, and he had many friendships with him. The young swordsman in front of him was a disciple of Yijian Mountain, and he was also acquainted with him.

"To be honest, Brother Qi, this place is really weird. Originally, I went in with a group of senior brothers from Yijian Mountain, but not long after walking, I found that I had lost track of them."

"So I followed the original path back, and no matter how long I walked, I would end up back where I was."

"There is no other way. I can only wait until the purple mist subsides and the surrounding scene can be seen clearly before leaving in a hurry."

"This situation lasted for many days. I had no choice but to wait."

"I guess this may be some kind of ancient formation, which was left behind by True Monarch Zixia specifically to test those who are destined to do so."

The disciple explained swornly.

"Sir, there is indeed the aura of the formation here. People who came to investigate before never noticed that there was a formation here. It must have appeared during this time."

Behind Jiang Lan, a young and powerful foreigner had a crystal-clear jade disk emerging from his hand, exploring the aura of this place.

Hearing this, Li Daoyi, who was wearing Taoist robes, stepped forward.

There seemed to be a flash of divine light in his peaceful eyes, and he used his pupil technique to look at Zixia Mountain in the distance, trying to see through the purple mist that filled it.

But soon, he shook his head, saying that he couldn't see through the scene.

"This formation is indeed a bit tricky. Those who entered Zixia Mountain early before did not know whether they would encounter such a situation." He sighed softly.

Chu Chan, who was following Jiang Lan closely, was also a little surprised at this moment. She didn't know about this from her brother.

However, Chu Yun has also left Anyang City, and asking him now is of no use.

You can only figure it out on your own.

"It doesn't matter. Since it is a formation, there is naturally a way to break it."

"Fortunately, I have already prepared..."

Jiang Lan said casually, then waved his hand, and several of his men led several gray-haired old men forward.

These old men were all wearing loose robes, their faces were thin and slender, and they had a certain air of immortality.

In their hands, everyone held compasses, Kanyu stones, ink fountains and other items. Without any nonsense, they started to explore directly.

Some people noticed the patterns on the chests of their robes and were secretly shocked.

These are the masters of the Tian Gong Creation Institute. They are extremely accomplished in formations, and ordinary people cannot see them.

But now he was brought by Jiang Lan to help him break the formation.

Ling Zhuyun looked at it slightly surprised, but she didn't expect that he was so well prepared.

On the other hand, Ye Ming, who was on the side, curled his lips indifferently, and then started to communicate with the old ghost.

"Old ghost, you have a lot of knowledge, do you have a way to break the formation?"

"You haven't even entered the formation. How can you break the formation outside? Unless you have the power to transcend the Eighth Realm, you can give it a try." The old ghost replied casually with a slightly hoarse voice.

Ye Ming nodded secretly, no matter how he wanted to break the formation, he had to go in first.

At this time, an old man who was investigating frowned and guessed, "It seems that it may be some kind of ancient formation, similar to the legendary Dragon Trapping Formation. It is said that the formation is extremely mysterious, and I don't know what method it uses." Lay down the cloth.”

"Even if a real dragon steps into it, it will lose its way, and may even be trapped for countless years, and eventually die of old age..."

"However, the Dragon Trapping Formation has been lost for a long time. Even if it reappears in the world, I'm afraid it will only be a remnant of the formation."

"Since True Monarch Zixia has left a legacy, she must have had many considerations. It is impossible to say that she deliberately embarrasses future generations."

"At most, I will be trapped in it for a period of time, waiting for the cave to be born, and the inheritance will be taken away, and the formation will probably dissipate on its own."

His guess made everyone believe it.

The Yijian Mountain disciple just now couldn't help but nodded and agreed, "I guessed the same, so I thought of returning to Anyang City and asking someone to check the relevant classics."

"If we can find a way to break the formation, that would be easy..."

"In that case, why waste time." Jiang Lan waved his hand impatiently and planned to walk inside.

"Master..."

The expressions of Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others behind him changed slightly, but they could only wave to their subordinates and follow them quickly.

"I'm really not afraid of death. Although I say there's no danger, that's just a guess."

"Don't die in it and implicate me."

Seeing this scene, Qi Heng sneered in his heart with disdain.

In his opinion, Jiang Lan was well-fed and well-off, and had not encountered many dangers at all, and had no sense of vigilance or prudence.

If there is no one to protect you, you will die in a place like this sooner or later.

When Ling Zhuyun saw this, she sighed in her heart and asked all the disciples to follow them. Only the leading elder stayed here to assist them.

"The aura of this formation doesn't look like the Dragon Trap Formation. It's somewhat similar, but I can't remember which formation it is."

"But what the old man said just now is right. True Lord Zixia is not a very evil person. Since he has left a legacy for future generations, it is impossible for him to be mysterious and there cannot be much danger."

The old ghost's voice sounded in Ye Ming's mind.

"If it's a dragon trap, how to break it?" Ye Ming asked.

He was determined to show off his skills in front of Ling Zhuyun, especially when Qi Heng looked down on him at every turn along the way.

Although Jiang Lan never expressed his stance, the look he looked at him was like looking at a clown.

The other young beings didn't even bother to look at him.

In the past, he would have endured it and not care, but in front of Ling Zhuyun, he finally couldn't help it.

Especially when Jiang Lan and Chu Chan were talking and joking, Chu Chan asked, intentionally or unintentionally, "Sir, what does it take to be called a formation master?"

Jiang Lan replied with a smile, "I just said it casually, Chan'er, do you really take it seriously?"

"Master of Formation? I call myself a master of alchemy. Do you believe it?"

"Chan'er believes whatever the young master says..."

At this time, the young genius from the Dragon Tribe next to him stepped forward and echoed,

"What the young master said is correct."

"If you want to make achievements in the formation, you must spend a lot of time and energy. Where can you find other time to practice?"

"My sister is very talented and arrogant. She was immersed in alchemy some time ago, but she has just dabbled in it. It didn't take much time, and her cultivation almost fell behind..."

Although these words did not mention anyone by name, they could all hear that they were talking about Ye Ming.

Even some of the female disciples of the Yaochi Sect looked at him with strange and strange looks.

After all, everyone has the same brain. They want to practice at the same time and study the formation at the same time. How can they pay attention to both ends at the same time.

Ye Ming was naturally very unhappy when he heard those words. Although he was talking about him, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that he was mocking Ling Zhuyun for being short-sighted.

It didn't matter to him, but if Ling Zhuyun was embarrassed and laughed at because of him, he couldn't help it.

"It's not that difficult. It's just a matter of deduction, finding the direction and number of steps. You can't make mistakes. If you take one more step, all your efforts will probably be wasted."

"This process takes some effort and energy, but the elixirs are well prepared, so it doesn't matter," the old ghost said.

The night was dark and the purple mist was thick. As people went deeper, the place became darker and darker, and it felt like you couldn't see your fingers.

Several old men walking in front, holding compasses, were constantly deducing and looking for directions.

One of them held out a dim yellow ancient bronze lamp, which barely dispersed the purple mist that was flooding in.

"Sir, you will follow us in a moment. The formation here is weird. There is no guarantee that there will be no danger." Ao Xu said. He was tall, with dragon blood, and dragon scales on his arms and face. At this moment Guards were around, looking alert.

Jiang Lan felt a little puzzled, but she still said with a smile on her face, "Ao Xu, you are so loyal. Once you get the inheritance from True Lord Zixia, I will give you a great reward when you return."

In the original plot, the Dragon Tribe betrayed the Prime Minister's Mansion in the end.

As for Ao Xu, Jiang Lan didn't have much memory. However, Jiang Lan could remember some of the plot of his sister, who had the purest bloodline in the history of the dragon tribe and was close to returning to her ancestors.

At present, the power of the Prime Minister's Palace is overwhelming, and the dragon tribe is very ambitious, but they can only shrink back and do not dare to have any different intentions.

It's just what Ao Xu was thinking in his heart, whether it was because of his original intention or for other reasons.

Jiang Lan didn't care.

The young geniuses here only feared the power of the Prime Minister's Mansion and regarded him as their master, so they called him Young Master and came here to help him.

Just like Li Daoyi, the true disciple of Taiyi Sect, the same is true. He has his heart set on being the leader of Taiyi Sect and wants to get the full support of the Li family, so he must obey the orders of the Li family.

Among the three major families of the Taiyi Sect, the Suiji Li family is the family behind Jiang Lan's mother.

Although Li Daoyi's surname is Li, he is not from the Li family after all, and the surname Li is just a given surname.

Just like Li Mengning who has always been by Jiang Lan's side.

The difference is that Li Mengning was taught by her mother herself, raised since childhood, and watched her grow up. It is not wrong to say that she is an adopted daughter.

Li Daoyi fought his way out of the outer sect step by step, and was incorporated into the Li family during the True Succession Ceremony, and was given the surname Li.

There is absolutely no comparison between the status of the two.

"puff……"

At this time, a muffled groan came, and an old man who was exploring the path ahead twitched, then vomited blood, turned pale, and fell to the ground.

"The loss of spiritual consciousness is really too draining..."

The companion on the side sighed softly, helped him up, and stuffed him with some pills.

Seeing this, Chu Chan got Jiang Lan's signal, stepped forward, took out the sandalwood box, and sent over a few glowing elixirs.

"Several seniors spent all their energy exploring the way for the young master. This is a small return pill of the third turn. I hope these seniors will accept it," she explained.

"Third-level Little Return Pill?"

The old man who fainted just now, took the elixir, and woke up slowly.

Hearing this, he could not open his eyes at first, but now he pushed his companion away. The smile on his old face went straight to the corner of his mouth, and he hurriedly accepted the elixir, "I'm fine, I can continue to serve Mr. Jiang." Deduction opens the way..."

When everyone saw this scene, they were all frightened, and then secretly sighed at how wealthy he was.

He even took out the Level 3 Small Return Pill, which is a life-saving thing that can revive human flesh and bones.

Look at the old men who had depressed faces just now. Now their faces are red, and the wrinkles on their faces are squeezed together because of their smiles.

"I'm really willing to give it up." Ye Ming also sighed secretly.

He actually has a small rejuvenating elixir in his body, but it is not the third level, but the second level. It has been treasured by him for use at critical moments.

"I also have some pills here that can replenish spiritual consciousness and physical strength..."

Ling Zhuyun spoke and walked over in person. She held several bottles of elixirs in Su Baiyu's hands and handed them to several old men.

She didn't want to take advantage of Jiang Lan.

It turned out that she had some complaints about Jiang Lan going with them, but along the way, apart from occasionally teasing Chu Chan, she didn't see Jiang Lan doing anything.

But the Yaochi Sect actually took advantage of him.

"Saint Zhuyun, didn't you say that this friend of yours is a formation master?"

"It's better to let the seniors rest for a while. If the deduction continues, I'm afraid they won't be able to bear it even at their age."

Jiang Lan didn't care about Ling Zhuyun's little thoughts. He looked at Ye Ming and said with interest.

He is creating opportunities for Ye Ming. The goddess is right in front of him. If he doesn't take advantage of it, there will be no chance later.

Hearing this, Qi Heng agreed very much, and immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Jiang is right. It will take me no telling how long it will take to pass through here. If the seniors are exhausted now, there will be trouble later."

Ling Zhuyun frowned slightly, vaguely guessing what Jiang Lan and Qi Heng meant.

Still don’t believe in Ye Ming’s ability?

However, this formation is very tricky right now, and she is not sure whether Ye Ming can crack it with confidence and find a way out.

Seeing Ling Zhuyun looking over, Ye Ming instantly understood what she meant and nodded slightly to show that he was sure.

An appreciative smile appeared on Ling Zhuyun's face under the veil.

"Young Master Jiang is right. The seniors are suffering from serious mental losses and are indeed not suitable to continue the deduction."

"Leave the rest to me..." Ye Ming took a step forward and said calmly, with a calm demeanor that was convincing.

Several old men who were thinking about the next step frowned when they heard this, and they didn't understand where Ye Ming was so sure.

They have been immersed in this way for so many years, but they may not be able to solve it. This yellow-haired boy is not old, but his tone is not young.

One of them suddenly said with dissatisfaction, "You are really not afraid of the wind when you say this. Young man, I advise you to take care of yourself and don't be arrogant."

When Jiang Lan saw this, the smile on his face did not diminish. He said in his heart that this was what he was feeling, and the familiar scene of pretending to be slapped in the face was about to come.

If Ye Ming doesn't lead the way and break the formation, these old guys will have to wait here for a long time and still can't find the right way...

His hole has been dug for Ye Ming, just waiting for him to jump out.

Sure enough, as Jiang Lan expected, Ye Ming just responded calmly to these disdainful words, as if he didn't care at all.

He waved his hand, and a simple stone compass appeared in his palm.

"The heaven and the earth are positioned, the mountains and rivers are ventilated, the thunder and wind are weak, the water and fire are not in contact with each other..."

Ye Ming gave a low shout, and his mana surged and flooded the compass.

Before coming here, he had talked and discussed with the old ghost and had made sufficient preparations. The compass in his hand was a rare item that had once been able to defeat the Jedi, and it contained the mysteries of creation.

The next moment, a hazy brilliance appeared on the compass, and there were actually traces of stars in the sky intertwined.

And as he started talking, the misty scene here was also evolving, producing many changes.

Several old men who still doubted and looked down upon Ye Ming's existence suddenly widened their eyes when they saw this, as if they couldn't believe it.

One of them even lost his voice and said, "How is this possible? This is the technique of finding acupuncture points and exploring positions recorded in Zhou Tiankanyu Sutra..."

Ye Ming's face was neither sad nor happy, and he continued to deduce.

"Zhenfang, stop after thirteen steps..."

"Li Fang can only walk eight steps..."

"Gen Fang Nine Steps..."

Then, a green light flew out from the compass, heading toward the earthquake direction, that is, the east, and disappeared into the heavy fog.

Seeing this scene, everyone was extremely surprised. They did not expect that Ye Ming could really find a way to break out of the formation.

Ye Ming didn't explain much. He suppressed the secret feeling in his heart and walked over.

A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Zhuyun's mouth. She didn't doubt whether Ye Ming's deduction was wrong or right. She followed directly, trusting the other party.

Jiang Lan also suppressed the smile on his lips and followed him leisurely.

"My friend, Saint Zhu Yun, is really not that simple. Even the masters of Tiangong Creation Academy are far behind him."

"It seems that I really made a mistake." He sighed as if he didn't care.

"How can it be?"

"How did he do it at his age? Could it be that he knew the formation here in advance?"

Several old men were still a little dazed and couldn't believe what they were seeing.

With their knowledge, they cannot understand this scene.

The way of formation itself is ever-changing and unpredictable.

Unless they were the ones who set up the formation, how could the others break through the situation so easily and find the correct path without much deduction?

"Brother Ye is extremely accomplished in formations. This shouldn't be difficult for him." Ling Zhuyun replied.

"Does Saint Zhuyun trust him so much?" Jiang Lan suddenly asked.

Ling Zhuyun didn't understand what he meant. She always felt that Jiang Lan said some strange and meaningful words to her on the day of the tea-making party. Although she thought about it afterwards, she didn't know what it meant.

A hint of confusion appeared in her beautiful eyes, she paused slightly and looked at Jiang Lan.

But he didn't say anything more, but shook his head slightly and followed slowly.

Ling Zhuyun no longer thinks too much. Compared to Jiang Lan, she naturally trusts Ye Ming more.

No matter in terms of character or temperament, they are definitely not comparable to Jiang Lan, a second-generation ancestor who relies on power, is arrogant and domineering, and bullies men and women.

Jiang Lan naturally understood what Ling Zhuyun was thinking at the moment. As a qualified Huangmao, ah, as the most affectionate person in Daxia, it was necessary for him to let Ling Zhuyun see Ye Ming's true face.

No matter what he said at the tea-making meeting that day or what he said today, they were all part of his prediction and calculation.

It is true that Ling Zhuyun admires Ye Ming, but the premise of this appreciation is due to Ye Ming's honest and sincere character.

Once this trust is broken, it is impossible to repair it.

Ye Ming knew that Ling Zhuyun hated the Blood Immortal Cult, but he went to the Bloody Plateau because he coveted the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Cult.

He must have kept this matter secret from Ling Zhuyun, and this is the biggest reason why Jiang Lan is certain that Ye Ming is a qualified scapegoat.

With Ye Ming's action, there will naturally be no surprises later.

Soon, everyone followed Ye Ming's instructions and walked for several hours.

The thick purple fog that filled the eyes finally dissipated, revealing the open mountains and lush ancient forests ahead.

The mist drifts and the cold moon hangs high, cold and bright.

They finally walked out of the ancient formation and arrived outside Zixia Mountain.

Except for the monks who came here from the beginning, it can be said that no one else has set foot in this place.

"Live up to expectations."

Ye Ming put away the compass and smiled slightly at Ling Zhuyun.

"Thank you, Brother Ye." Ling Zhuyun thanked him.

"My little brother is really powerful. Could it be that he already knew the formation here before, so he studied it here?"

"Otherwise, why is it a good move?"

Several old men still looked at Ye Ming with surprise and shock.

During this period, except for swallowing some pills to restore his soul, Ye Ming did almost nothing extra. He just found the right route and brought them out.

This made them feel incredible, like a dream.

"It's just a fluke. I happened to read some records of this formation in some classics..." Ye Ming said slightly modestly. With his own ability, it was naturally impossible to find the right way out so quickly.

The one I relied on along the way was the old ghost, and of course this was his secret.

"Brother Ye is truly worthy of being the master of formations mentioned by Saint Zhuyun. I was blind before. I wonder if Brother Ye is interested in serving my Prime Minister's Mansion. Our Prime Minister's Mansion needs talented people like Brother Ye." Jiang Lan At this time, he stepped forward, reached out and patted Ye Ming on the shoulder with a smile, and asked aloud.

The expression on Ye Ming's face froze, and he didn't even feel Jiang Lan coming to his side.

His whole body was tense and vigilant. He knew that Jiang Lan was deeply hidden and extremely powerful. He did not dare to look down upon him at this moment.

"Thank you for your consideration, Mr. Jiang. I'm used to it. I'm afraid I won't be able to withstand the importance of the prime minister's government. If I cause trouble, I will really betray Mr. Jiang's trust." He replied hurriedly, looking flattered.

If Jiang Lan knew his true identity, he would probably kill him immediately.

And he himself didn't have any good impression of Jiang Lan, and was even very hostile. The hatred between the two was not small at all.

"That's really a pity..." Jiang Lan shook his head slightly, with a look of regret.

Although the night was dark, everyone could see the scene ahead at this moment.

Although there are thorns and hanging vines on both sides, the outline of the village can still be vaguely seen, filled with people.

"Although there is still a lot of mist floating here, it should have left the formation area..."

"The monks who came here first should be resting around, waiting for the cave to be born."

Seeing the lights in the house ahead, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and hurried over.

"Your Majesty, it seems that someone passed through the maze outside and came here."

In a slightly dilapidated blue brick house.

A tall man with a tall and straight body, wearing a golden battle armor, and looking majestic, was frowning as he read through the ancient books in his hand, enriching himself on the knowledge about formations.

Hearing the words coming from his subordinates outside, he was stunned for a moment, and then showed joy.

"After so many days, except for those with incredible luck, not many people have passed through that formation."

"They are still a group of people, which is enough to show that the other party has extremely profound knowledge in formations."

He stood up and planned to meet him in person. It would be better if he was someone he knew well.

During this time in Zixia Mountain, the evil gate was really tight. Many monks who went to investigate, including some of the younger generation, failed to come back.

Even though he was fearless, he still felt a little cold.

A man with an elegant temperament came in at this time and said, "Your Majesty, the people who came here seem to be everyone from the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Jiang Lan?"

The tall man was stunned, his expression changed, and he seemed to be hesitant.

"In addition to Jiang Lan, there are also people from the Yaochi Sect and Qi Heng from the Renwang Palace." The elegant man said again.

"That's good. Jiang Lan has so many experts, so we can use them."

"Yaochi Sect and Renwang Palace do not pose a threat to me."

The tall man was Xia Jie, the third son of Prince Wu Xuan. Shortly after the tea-making meeting, he led his subordinates to come here.

The news of the arrival of Jiang Lan and others was naturally not hidden from the monks here.

Many people turned into divine rainbows and appeared on the hills everywhere.

Although there are fires in these buildings, the monks inside are all sitting cross-legged and practicing. Any disturbance outside will naturally not be hidden from their perception.

Not surprisingly, Jiang Lan saw many familiar faces, and her heart smiled even more.

He persuaded them with kind words that day to give him face and give up the inheritance and creation of True Lord Zixia.

As a result, these people were disdainful and no one listened. Instead, more people came.

This was a good time, if he was going to die, he really couldn't be blamed.

"Master Jiang..."

"Saint Bamboo Rhythm..."

Among the familiar faces who appeared, Han Yiming from the ancient Taoist sect was also there.

In addition, there was the feminine man with purple eyes from Tianyaodian who was at the tea-making party that day.

Fairy Miaoyin from the Goddess Palace never showed up, which surprised Jiang Lan. Is she really smart, or is she really not interested in the inheritance and creation of True Lord Zixia?

Or are you late and still trapped outside?

However, this is not important anymore.

After everyone exchanged pleasantries, they casually talked about what they knew about each other, but they all concealed their most important information.

In the past few days, many monks have disappeared inexplicably. It is not known whether they are alive or dead. Some people wonder whether they entered the teleportation array by mistake or were trapped somewhere.

As for where Zhenjun Zixia's cave is located and how he will be born, he is still at a loss.

On the contrary, every day you can see the diffuse purple mist getting thicker and thicker, coming from nowhere and unable to find the source.