That's What Villains Are Like

This dojo is very vast, with palaces and pavilions, filled with clouds and mist, and shimmering formations.

The pavilions and caves in the depths have already been rummaged through by the monks who came before.

War broke out in some areas, and fighting is still going on to this day, with corpses lying everywhere and blood splattering everywhere.

Although the Blood Immortal Sect is terrifying, in the eyes of many monks, it is still far less important than the opportunity in front of them.

So even though the secret realm is currently in chaos and turmoil, and everyone is in danger, fighting and fighting can still be seen in many areas.

Jiang Lan led everyone along the deep corridor and went all the way to the depths of the dojo.

While he was recalling the location of the Anfu in the original plot, he was also paying attention to the changes in luck in Niwan Palace.

As he expected, those words that pretended to be angry did have a great effect.

Ling Zhuyun has a kind heart, sticks to the bottom line, abides by benevolence and justice, and never hurts innocent people. No matter in every aspect, she is a well-deserved good person.

In the original plot, she took advantage of all kinds of innate advantages, but in the end, everything that belonged to her was taken away by Chu Chan.

The biggest reason is that she trusts Chu Chan too much, and kindness has become her biggest weakness and weakness.

It's good to be friends with such a person, because she can't harm you, and will give you a lot of help and support at the most critical moment, even if she may pay a heavy price with her life. .

Jiang Lan was not qualified to say that she was wrong, but now that he was plotting Ling Zhuyun's luck, he naturally had to start from this aspect.

From the moment he came into contact with Ling Zhuyun on the day of the tea-making competition, he deliberately left an image in her mind that he was willing to help her.

It didn't matter whether Ling Zhuyun could figure it out at that time, because Jiang Lan would use other means to make her think about it in that direction.

Therefore, since he left Anyang City and entered the Zixia Mountains, he had been consciously or unconsciously perfecting his image through some details.

At the same time, he secretly reminded Ling Zhuyun through some vague words and words, asking her to beware of Ye Ming and the Blood Immortal Cult.

If this happens, Ling Zhuyun herself will become confused for no reason. Logically speaking, Jiang Lan and she are not familiar with each other at all, so why would she deliberately say something that seems to have a deeper meaning.

She will be confused and puzzled, so she will definitely look for opportunities later to find Jiang Lan and ask for clarification.

Under the premise of this series, when the two people behind were alone in the cave and a human flag came, Jiang Lan stepped forward to protect him, and Ling Zhuyun accidentally broke his "heart-eating disease".

All the previous associations and guesses will be connected in an instant.

Then, in Ling Zhuyun's mind, the image of a noble young man who was suffering from illness due to many reasons appeared, but he concealed his humiliation and was inspirational and dedicated.

Under such a strong contrast, coupled with the fact that Jiang Lan knew that she was lying in public, favored Ye Ming, concealed her identity, and chose to give her face without exposing her lies, Ling Zhuyun instantly felt strong guilt Blame yourself.

In addition, due to various preconceived prejudices, she never had a good impression of Jiang Lan. The strong contrast resulted in a deep guilt of "Why did I treat him like this before?"

Ling Zhuyun seems to be a saint and aloof, but in fact he is such a simple-minded but overly kind person.

Among the concepts that the Yaochi Sect had instilled in her since childhood, they never told her about the hardships of the world and the darkness of the human heart. Her identity did not require her to be exposed to these.

On the contrary, Chu Chan, who has experienced the beatings and tempers of the world, completely explains what it means to be white and black. Under the beautiful and charming appearance, the heart is as cold as stone.

Jiang Lan knew Ling Zhuyun's character, so he was able to keep a close eye on her.

Of course, he didn't expect that with such a small amount of time, Ling Zhuyun would quickly develop a liking for him, be devoted to him, and be used by him.

So what I said just now was just to take the opportunity to hit her heart and let her reflect inwardly. If she didn't experience worries about gains and losses, and separation, where would the deep roots of love come from.

Jiang Lan believed that she would catch up soon.

After wandering around the dojo, Jiang Lan noticed a storage room and asked Li Daoyi and others to break through the restrictions outside.

In addition to the many rare ores, precious armors, and magic weapons lined up, there were also some secret books on martial arts, etc. He was not very interested in them, so he let everyone divide them up.

Then, when he felt the surging Qi in Niwan Palace, Jiang Lan also observed the movement on Chu Chan's side through his Qi.

Whenever Chu Chan gets an opportunity with rich blessings, he will receive a lot of luck in return.

Through this luck feedback, he could vaguely see what was going on on the other side.

Originally, he was in a carefree state towards Chu Chan, but Chu Chan surprised him one after another.

After Jiang Lan took a look at the situation, he called Li Daoyi and others, planning to leave the dojo and go to the ancient medicine garden.

Although there is indeed a cave in the depths of this dojo, it is only the Ming Mansion left by Zhenjun Zixia, and the Immortal Creation Dew he wants is not in it.

Since Chu Chan is here, leave it to her. Anyway, after she gets it, she will give her luck in return.

With her intelligence and well-behaved nature, after leaving the secret realm, she would definitely explain exactly what opportunities she got and hand over some of them.

After being separated from him, Chu Chan undoubtedly ended up with many disciples of the Yaochi Sect.

Moreover, because of the message left by Chu Yun, Chu Chan was able to quickly find a shortcut and led everyone from the Yaochi Sect to the depths of the dojo early.

It was precisely for this reason that no other monks met anyone from the Yaochi Sect.

"The Three Purities of Hunyuan, this is a secret technique created by Zhenjun Zixia after observing a great Taoist master..."

In the palace shrouded in mist, the aura of the formation flickered, and a lot of haze spread, making the surrounding scene blurry.

Divine light appeared in some formation patterns, and there was a faint tyrannical aura permeating the air.

Chu Chan held a jade slip in her hand and sat cross-legged on the Taoist platform here. On her beautiful and flawless face, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, as if she was talking to herself or trying to figure it out.

Beside her, there was a figure standing, it was Chen Ning.

But at this moment, Chen Ning's face looked a little dull, and his eyes were empty. He seemed to have lost his mind and looked like a puppet.

Chu Chan was still immersed in this jade slip, and then started to study based on the environment here.

Buzz! ! !

Suddenly, the virtual space was filled with misty light, and a row of tiny characters appeared.

Each one is extremely bright and shrouded in a clear light. It requires strong spiritual thoughts to carefully observe them clearly.

Chu Chan calmed down and looked at it with bated breath, her expression focused, not daring to miss a single word.

In her mind, a vague Taoist priest in feathers began to appear, sitting there cross-legged, arranged in three directions, corresponding to each other, and a mysterious fluctuation was intertwined and permeated.

At this moment, Chu Chan seemed to have fallen into a mysterious enlightenment, and her cultivation aura and divine soul aura were steadily improving.

This palace is called Daoqing Palace, and it is the place where Zhenjun Zixia explains scriptures to his disciples.

Chu Chan knew that there was a formation recorded here and knew where the core of the manipulation was.

So she made an excuse to tell the origin of the relationship between her ancestor and True Lord Zixia, so that the people of the Chen family in Beiming would believe her and lead the way.

After arriving at the dojo, she brought everyone here step by step, and she herself controlled the formations left in it to disperse and trap them everywhere.

She took this opportunity to defeat the strong men of the Chen family one by one through the means in the divine marks left by the Ancient Heavenly Lord Beiming.

In the process, she also used the puppet-breaking technique to make Chen Ning into a puppet of herself, obeying her every word.

From the outside, he looked just like a normal person. Even if the older generation of the Chen family saw him, they would not be able to detect anything unusual.

Of course, Chen Ning now looks like a puppet without her instructions, but when she moves, she becomes agile and natural.

Next, Chu Chan will use Chen Ning as a puppet to begin to erode the power of the Chen family in Beiming for her own use.

During this trip to the secret realm of True Monarch Zixia, her gains were not small at all, which would also provide her with the most primitive accumulation of party members in the future.

"As long as I can cannibalize the Beiming Chen family and bring it under my control, and obtain all the legacy of Beiming Ancient Heavenly Lord, I will have a foothold when I enter the Prime Minister's Mansion."

…

At the same time, on the other side, Jiang Lan, who was about to leave the dojo, was quickly chased by Ling Zhuyun behind him.

However, Jiang Lan didn't seem to notice it at all, nor did he stop in his tracks.

"Master Jiang..."

Ling Zhuyun turned into a divine rainbow and landed next to him, reaching out to grab his arm.

Jiang Lan raised his eyebrows and said, "Let go."

"I'm sorry just now. I shouldn't have said those words in front of you. I didn't even try to help Ye...he explained, and I wouldn't stand on his side to help him..."

When Ling Zhuyun opened her mouth, she originally wanted to mention Ye Ling's name, but Jiang Lan just said not to mention Ye Ling in front of him, so she changed her mind and said it was that person.

"Saint Zhuyun, you and I were arguing like this and other monks saw it. How are you going to explain it to the Yaochi Sect?" Jiang Lan looked at her leisurely and planned to withdraw his hand.

"Then please listen to my explanation first."

Ling Zhuyun did not let go, but looked at him steadily, as if she didn't care if there were any monks around.

Her eyes are pure and clear, like orchids in an empty valley, very unearthly, and like a fairy flower, containing poetic charm and beauty.

"I've just finished listening." Jiang Lan said.

"You didn't, you didn't even listen to my explanation..."

Ling Zhuyun still looked at him and refused to let him move forward.

"Why do you have to explain it to me? Is this important?" Jiang Lan asked her.

Ling Zhuyun was stunned by this question, yes, why should she explain to him? Is this important?

But when she saw him walking away angrily just now, she did feel a panic in her heart and wanted to explain it to him.

And now that she had calmed down, she was a little confused as to why she was busy explaining and why she was panicking?

Is it because he is afraid that Jiang Lan will misunderstand? Or is it because he helped himself so much, but made him unhappy and made him feel guilty and guilty?

"Because it's me who made you so angry, so I need to explain to you to calm you down." After thinking about it, Ling Zhuyun frowned and said.

"Then after you explain, I won't be angry?" Jiang Lan looked at her and asked calmly.

Ling Zhuyun was stunned by this question.

But years of experience still told her that it wouldn't happen.

Just like her, after she was scolded by her master for some cultivation issues, even if the master later explained why she scolded her, the depressed and angry emotions in her heart would not be relieved in any way.

Unless the master comes back from the mountain and helps her bring some small items that she is interested in, such as some hostas, earrings and other things.

"Saint Zhuyun, why do you have to be so hard on yourself? We have only known each other for a day or two."

"You care so much about my feelings, could it be that you have a crush on me?" Jiang Lan asked.

Ling Zhuyun was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to think about it seriously before shaking her head and saying, "Probably not. Mr. Jiang, your charm is not that great."

"So you are flustered and eager to explain just because you have a hard conscience and feel guilty towards me, but I am not interested in your explanation at all." Jiang Lan said lightly.

Ling Zhuyun was speechless for a moment. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be the truth, but something was wrong.

If I just had an uneasy conscience and felt guilty, I wouldn't have been so flustered when I saw him leaving just now...

"follow me."

Jiang Lan seemed a little helpless. He waved his hand and asked Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others to wait where they were.

Ling Zhuyun looked at him blankly before she realized what he was doing. Her ears felt a little hot, so he held her hand back and walked to a side hall next to her.

"Master Jiang..."

She tried to speak.

"Don't bite me." Jiang Lan didn't intend to give her a chance to speak.

"Um?"

Ling Zhuyun was a little confused. She was not allowed to bite him? What's the meaning?

The next moment, she suddenly felt that the veil on her face disappeared, and then she looked at Jiang Lan holding her face with both hands, and that handsome face bit towards her.

Ling Zhuyun's autumn-like eyes widened immediately, and she let out a slight cry from her shiny sandalwood mouth,

"Well……"

Her flawless and flawless jade face seemed to be soaked in the sunset in an instant, and even her crystal clear ears turned bright red.

After reacting, Ling Zhuyun wanted to push Jiang Lan away.

Jiang Lan stepped away one step ahead of her and stood ten feet away.

"you……"

Ling Zhuyun didn't expect Jiang Lan to do this suddenly, and looked at him with shame, her plump and well-shaped chest rising and falling slightly.

She reached out and touched her moist and tender red lips, staring at Jiang Lan, and then she calmed down before putting the veil back on.

"You don't need to explain anymore, I'm not angry anymore." Jiang Lan said.

"I……"

Ling Zhuyun was a little angry and embarrassed, but for a long time she couldn't think of anything to scold him.

The explanation I had just thought of was completely disrupted.

"What are you doing? Do you want to kill me with one sword? To retaliate for the frivolous act just now?" Jiang Lan asked.

"I don't."

Ling Zhuyun turned her head away.

It was the first time in her life that she had encountered such a thing. Logically speaking, she should have been very angry and killed him with a sword.

But there was no such emotion, only a feeling of embarrassment at being bullied by him. The jade hands in the sleeves of her skirt clenched tightly, and then relaxed.

"So you don't have to feel guilty and want to make it up to me."

"If you feel it's not enough, then you can pledge yourself to me."

Jiang Lan said casually, as if smacking his lips gently, savoring the taste just now.

"Mr. Jiang, you are so childish."

Seeing his move, Ling Zhuyun clenched her jade hands tightly again, and could not hide her shame and annoyance in her misty eyes.

"Anyway, you feel ashamed of me and you don't dare to kill me. Will you agree to some excessive demands if I make them?"

Jiang Lan seemed not to see the shame in her eyes, but asked seriously.

"It's impossible for me to agree." Ling Zhuyun's eyes instantly turned cold.

Jiang Lan smiled and said, "I don't believe it. How will you know if you don't give it a try..."

"..." Ling Zhuyun looked at him, her clenched jade hands seemed to want to give him a few blows.

By the time she left the side hall and followed Jiang Lan, she had regained her composure, and there was no trace of any disturbance on her face under the veil.

Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others were waiting not far away, and they were wise enough not to look over here.

Although it was rumored that Jiang Lanfeng had a bad reputation and that he indulged in sex and had nothing to do, following him along the way, they had a feeling of being unpredictable and unpredictable.

Moreover, even Ling Zhuyun, a transcendent and holy woman in the eyes of the world, seemed to be involved in an inexplicable relationship with him.

Although they didn't know what the two of them had experienced outside the secret realm, they could tell that Ling Zhuyun seemed to care about Jiang Lan?

"The people of the Blood Immortal Sect are becoming more and more unscrupulous."

Not long after leaving the dojo, Jiang Lan and the others encountered several monks, all with injuries on their bodies and frightened faces, fleeing from a short distance away.

While they were exploring various caves, they were attacked and killed by people from the Blood Immortal Cult, killing many of their companions.

As the news spread, many members of the Blood Immortal Sect became unscrupulous and took the initiative to reveal their traces.

They even deliberately left bait around some caves to attract other monks to come and fight for them, and then take action to catch them all.

Ling Zhuyun looked at this tragic scene with a heavy heart.

Although she tried her best to believe in Ye Ling's innocence, she couldn't help but be shaken at this moment.

When she first learned from Ye Ming that Zhenjun Zixia was about to be born in the cave, there was no relevant news outside.

Not long after Ye Ming informed her of the news, all the counties were filled with news related to Zhenjun Zixia's cave.

Is it really such a coincidence?

…

Although the people of the Blood Immortal Sect were hiding in the dark of the secret realm, waiting for opportunities to move, chaos remained deep in the ancient medicine garden, and alarming battles broke out in many places.

At first, everyone could bear it, but when they saw those more precious medicine kings growing everywhere in the nearby medicine soil, no one could turn a blind eye anymore and started fighting for them.

Some older generation monks with extraordinary vision are eyeing the spiritual soil in the ancient medicine garden and trying to take it away.

Such an action undoubtedly angered the monsters guarding this place.

The fighting broke out, causing chaos in this place, and some of the surrounding mountains collapsed.

During this period, some monks noticed that there was a thatched cottage deep in the ancient medicine garden.

It is adjacent to an ancient forest, backed by a stone cliff, and a small pavilion looms in the middle of the lake.

Looking from a distance, the island is full of lush vegetation, surrounded by green clouds, and the whole island is full of brilliance.

Many mountain rocks look like they are carved from emeralds. The mist is surging and the fairy charm is ethereal.

One of the square bluestones stands erect, with three ancient characters "Guiyuanju" on it. Behind it is an open back mountain with undulating mountains and mountainous peaks.

Of course, the most important thing is that some monks saw that there seemed to be a vague Taoist figure sitting cross-legged in the thatched cottage.

The Taoist rhymes around it are intertwined, just like a living person.

Someone even heard him let out a long and vicissitudes of sigh, "Dare I ask God if there is immortality?"

The older generation of monks who rushed over saw this scene and said bluntly that it was the shadow of True Monarch Zixia from the ancient times. He once sat cross-legged here and asked questions after sitting cross-legged for a long time.

The Tao charm left behind has not dissipated, and has been condensed into a figure of obsession in this world.

After hearing the news, many monks rushed forward. Some boldly came forward, kowtowed outside the thatched cottage, performed discipleship rituals, and then asked questions and asked for Dharma.

I thought this was just a ridiculous request, but I never expected that the phantom actually gave me some guidance and gave me a Taoist method.

Once the news came out, it quickly caused a huge sensation in the secret realm.

How can there be any chance and good fortune that can compare with the personal guidance of Zhenjun Zixia across the ages.

All of a sudden, streams of light and divine rainbows flew towards each other.

Outside the thatched hut, there were densely packed figures, kowtowing and prostrating, all coming to seek Dharma.

Facing this scene, the obsessive shadow of True Monarch Zixia did not care about surprises. It was extremely dull from beginning to end, and then spoke frankly.

He once carried out a chaotic stone wall at the Kunlun Immortal Ruins, and the chaotic energy in it had long been refined and driven away by him.

The remaining stone wall is located in the back mountain. It records a heavenly skill called the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skill. Its origin is ancient and cannot be studied.

When the Four Saints have mastered the ancient heavenly skills, they can obtain the protection of the Four Saints. They will be like the ancient emperor coming to the world, holding the Heavenly Constitution in his mouth, with unparalleled power and innate invincibility.

Anyone who is destined can go to the stone wall to comprehend it. Even if it is only recognized by one saint, it is a huge opportunity.

After saying these words, the phantom obsession of True Monarch Zixia sighed softly, looking towards the sky, and slowly dissipated.

All the monks and souls seemed to be in a state of panic, and hurried towards the stone wall at the back of the mountain, hoping to comprehend the so-called Ancient Heavenly Art of the Four Saints as soon as possible.

Even Zixia Zhenjun personally approved it, which is enough to show the power and mystery of the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art.

The sensation caused by this news was no less than the previous birth of True Lord Zixia in the cave.

Many monks immediately put down what was in front of them and rushed to the depths of the ancient medicine garden.

"The Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skill?"

After Jiang Lan got the news, he was actually not surprised, because there was indeed such a plot in the original plot, but no one had obtained the complete Ancient Heavenly Skill of the Four Saints.

At the moment, he is also leading people towards the ancient medicine garden. After all, the real secret palace is located there.

He planned to take the token and take what he wanted first.

In addition, the most important show is about to take place. After the news comes out, Ye Ming will definitely be unable to hold back and rush over there.

Li Daoyi, Ao Xu, Luo Ying and others were also quite surprised by the Four Saints' ancient heavenly skills.

However, this kind of chance creation can only rely on their own luck. If they get it, it will be their fate and luck, and the Prime Minister's Government will not force them to hand it over.

"In the original plot, in addition to the ancient heavenly skills of the Four Saints, when night falls in the secret realm, a kind of heavenly material and earthly treasure called the Glazed Seven-leaf Lotus may appear in the center of the lake."

"Glazed Seven-leaf Lotus is of no use to me at the moment, but it is of great benefit to young geniuses like Li Mengning."

Jiang Lan recalled the relevant plot and made sure there was nothing missing.

A fixed opportunity like Tiancai Dibao is unlikely to cause accidents due to changes in the plot.

He planned to ask Li Mengning to wait in the lake pavilion when the time came. Anyway, with her strength, no one could beat her.

As for Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others, he didn't bother to take care of them. Whether they would get the chance or not would depend on their respective fortunes.

…

"Where is the cave of Zhenjun Zixia located?"

On the top of a mountain, Taoist Zixia's face was as dark as water. After he failed to chase Ye Ming, he put all his focus on finding Zixia Zhenjun's cave.

It's a pity that in this huge dojo, no place is right.

Instead, some crude caves were revealed.

But it is obvious that these are the places where ordinary monks lived and practiced in the past, and have nothing to do with the cave of Zhenjun Zixia.

Fortunately, now that he has learned about the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skill, he has other plans.

"If I want to refine the real Zixia Pill, I must have the Zixia Pill Fire that Zhenjun Zixia once left, and the most important cluster of pill fire was left in that pill furnace. Unfortunately, it was left behind by the young man named Ye. The thief took away..."

"With the support of the Blood Immortal Sect, you have no scruples. It's really abominable."

Taoist Zixia's face was cold, and he sat here cross-legged. Then he spurted out stream after stream of blood essence from his mouth. He muttered words and flashed runes.

Then he took out a wooden box with great care, and all the blood essence turned into blood mist, and penetrated with a pop.

Hiss, hiss...

After a while, the wooden box was opened, and a wisp of green smoke floated out like an innocent soul. The face was as ugly as a baby, with teeth and claws showing, and a heart-stopping howling sound.

"Even if that little thief changes his appearance, I will use this blood infant technique to catch him."

Taoist Zixia's face looked much older at this moment.

This is a secret method based on lifespan, and even he dare not use it easily.

But for his many years of planning, he had to spend a lot of money to find Ye Ming and take back his alchemy furnace.

Soon, this wisp of green smoke, which looked like an innocent soul, turned into a faint light and disappeared into the void.

The figure of Taoist Zixia also quickly left the mountain and returned to the direction of the ancient medicine garden.

At the same time, Ye Ming, who had changed his appearance again, was in a cave, cleaning up the many talismans, seals, instruments and other objects left in it.

On the surface of his palm, a faint light flickered.

The old ghost's voice then emerged, with a little shock and emotion,

"The Ancient Heavenly Art of the Four Saints? I didn't expect that it would fall into the hands of Zhenjun Zixia. I didn't expect this at all."

"Boy, don't do anything now. Go there quickly. If you can obtain the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skill, it will be more important than any chance you have."

"Even if you are not recognized by the Four Saints, it is a great blessing to be recognized by one of them. It will allow you to practice in the future and get twice the result with half the effort."

"Is the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Art really that powerful?" Ye Ming asked in surprise.

The old ghost explained, "You only need to know that the so-called Four Saints represent the four most powerful living beings in ancient times. To be precise, the Four Saints Ancient Heaven Technique should be called the Four Spirits Ancient Heaven Technique. It is the birth of heaven and earth. The first group of powerful creatures to appear since then."

"True Dragon, Suzaku, White Tiger, Xuanwu, each kind of Holy Spirit has evolved to represent the most powerful means in a certain field."

"The Four Saints Ancient Heaven Technique is said to have been created by an ancient emperor who once left a mark on the world of immortality. Nowadays, apart from the top Taoist immortal sects, there is almost no technique that can compete with it in the land of Kyushu. ”

Ye Ming was shocked in his heart, and his eyes became hot at the same time, and his eyes kept flashing.

"Can I get the approval of the Four Spirits?" he murmured.

The old ghost said, "This can only depend on one's fate, but your boy is very lucky and has great blessings. There is a high probability that he will be recognized."

"I see."

Ye Ming took a deep breath, nodded, and clenched his fists. Although the cave had not been completely cleaned yet, he could no longer care about it.

Immediately turned into a stream of light and left the place, turned back again, and rushed to the area of ​​the ancient medicine garden.

Because he was inexplicably involved in the Blood Immortal Cult, he has become a remnant of the Blood Immortal Cult that everyone here wants to beat up.

So I can only change my appearance and hide in the secret realm with another face.

During this time, he could often hear the monks cursing him and trying to find out his true identity, for which he was also attacked and killed.

Ye Ming was irritated and angry, and he didn't know what was going on. Inexplicably, he became a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect.

Even Ling Zhuyun said bluntly in public that if he saw that he was really colluding with the Blood Immortal Sect, he would kill him with his own hands without mercy.

Even the old ghost doesn't know why Ye Ming was suddenly pushed to the forefront.

Fortunately, his previous name, Ye Ling, was just a pseudonym. Now that he has changed his face, basically no one can recognize him.

"You don't have to worry about the Blood Immortal Sect. After all, you behave properly and sit upright. When the storm passes, you will naturally find a way to clear your grievances."

"However, the best way is to find out who is framed behind your back and wants to kill you." The old ghost also knew how restless Ye Ming was at the moment, so he comforted him.

Ye Ming said irritably, "Maybe it was Qi Heng, the true disciple of Renwangdian, who deliberately poured dirty water and framed me. He really deserves to die."

"When I entered the Zixia Mountains, I felt that the guy had evil intentions, but I didn't expect that he would not hesitate to swear on his own future to drag me down."

Qi Heng swore in public with his Taoist heart, saying that he had seen him scheming with people from the Blood Immortal Sect, and was called senior brother.

This move caused an uproar, and Ye Ming was unable to defend himself.

After all, Qi Heng swore an oath with Taoism. How could such a vicious oath be false? Who can believe his explanation? Who will give him a chance to explain?

But he knew exactly where he had come into contact with people from the Blood Immortal Sect? At most, I had visited some Blood Immortal Sect sites before and wanted to inherit their heritage.

"There is indeed something wrong with this. Then why is Qi Heng so vicious and swearing to lie with his Taoist heart?"

"He really hates you." The old ghost smiled.

Ye Ming snorted coldly, "That guy was just jealous and dissatisfied when he saw that I was favored by Zhu Yun. He even bluntly said in public that it was too much to falsely accuse Zhu Yun of colluding with the Blood Immortal Sect."

"Fortunately, Zhuyun has always believed in me..."

When he said the last sentence, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but reveal a hint of curvature, a little pleased, but of course more happy.

Even in this situation where he was doubted by the world, Ling Zhuyun was still willing to believe him.

This kind of trust naturally made him feel happy.

"Logically speaking, you are suspected of being a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect, and Ling Zhuyun should also be suspected, but now she has picked it off completely..."

When the old ghost heard this, he chuckled meaningfully.

Ye Ming hesitated and explained for Ling Zhuyun, saying, "She is a saint from the Yaochi Sect. She is different from me who is alone. For the sake of the sect behind her, she has no choice."

"Not to mention Ling Zhuyun, the most dangerous guy on this road is obviously Jiang Lan, but now there is no news related to him. This fact makes me puzzled."

The old ghost changed the topic. If he continued to talk about Ling Zhuyun, Ye Ming might quarrel with him.

"How can anyone notice that guy if he hides it so deeply?"

"It's just that what you said, old ghost, made me a little suspicious. Jiang Lan appeared on the Bloody Plateau that day just to condense a weapon, so he made such a big fuss."

"Then what is the purpose of his appearance here now? Is it for the inheritance of Zhenjun Zixia? But I feel that with that guy's strength, he shouldn't care too much about these inheritance items."

"Do you think he is the one who has been planning all this behind the scenes? Since he will appear on the Bloody Plateau, there is no guarantee that he will not have the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect in his hands."

Ye Ming frowned and was very confused about this. Of course, this was purely his guess.

The old ghost was silent when he heard the words. Ye Ming's premonitions were always accurate, but now that he was just a remnant soul, it was difficult for him to sense anything.

But Jiang Lan has indeed hidden it too deeply. Until now, there are probably no more than one person who knows his true strength.

What kind of cultivation he has, what realm he has, and the extent of his true strength have always been a mystery.

"You'd better hope your hunch is wrong this time, otherwise the consequences... will be unimaginable."

He also felt a little heavy.

Combined with the fact that Ye Ming was suddenly regarded as a remnant of the Blood Immortal Sect, it seemed that there was an invisible net coming towards him.

In the secret realm, night has fallen, but deep in the ancient medicine garden, there is still a chaotic and turbulent scene.

In many medicine gardens, mist sprayed thinly, and monks could be seen fighting and fighting, and monster beasts roared and fought with these alien creatures.

There were longing figures around the thatched cottage, and many people had taken advantage of the night to head towards the stone cliff in the back mountain.

A huge and simple stone wall is located there, and an atmosphere of vicissitudes and wildness comes to the face, and it seems that there is an intertwining of fairy charm and Taoist meaning.

It seemed to be completely integrated with the entire cliff.

But no one could come close.

The stone wall is filled with a thick and powerful pressure. Within a radius of ten feet, it is difficult for any living being to approach. If you want to observe, you can only stand and watch from a distance.

Many young people who came here gathered here, either sitting cross-legged or frowning in meditation.

There are also more people who are using secret techniques and various methods to conduct surveys, trying to find out the secret of that stone wall.

But the stone wall is still a stone wall, simple and dark, without any patterns, only the traces of time.

The exposed rocks close to the ground are covered with vines and moss. If it appeared in the outside world, no one would pay much attention.

"A pure and generous person like Zhenjun Zixia will definitely not deceive us."

"It's just that I'm blind and can't see the magic of this stone wall, and it has no connection with the ancient heavenly skills of the Four Saints."

Some monks who came early and sat here for a whole day sighed with helplessness on their faces.

Some people stared at the stone wall, their eyes red and bloodshot.

Unfortunately, I still didn't see anything. No matter how you looked at it, it was just an ordinary stone wall.

There is no other aura other than coercion.

Despite this, a large number of monks still arrived and began to occupy favorable terrain. They did not give up and observed carefully.

Someone's forehead and cheekbones glowed, and they tried to use the secret method of the soul to spread their consciousness, but soon they groaned, their bodies trembled, blood bleeded from the corners of their mouths, and their faces instantly turned as white as paper.

"I don't believe it anymore. I want to see how strong the pressure here is. Why don't you let me get closer?"

At this time, a young prodigy had been sitting for a whole day. Unable to bear the hardship, he stood up and shouted angrily, planning to break in.

The divine light in his eyes surged, and his whole person was shrouded in hazy golden light. Like a god in the blazing sun, he rushed directly towards the stone wall in front of him.

At the same time, he made a stroke in his hand, and a bloody war weapon appeared. The void trembled, as if it had drank the blood of countless creatures.

The evil spirit filled the sky and filled the surrounding areas, making all the monks here change their expressions and feel terrified.

The next moment, the void shook violently, and the younger generation Zhan Ge rowed away. As a result, his whole body flew out in an instant, vomiting blood, and fell far away.

"How is this stone wall so evil? You can't get close to it, you can't touch it, you can't even attack it?"

Ye Ming, who came here, happened to see this scene and was extremely surprised.

But he quickly gathered his thoughts and headed forward, planning to find a good location to see if he could observe anything.

Not long after Ye Ming arrived here, he was concentrating on staring at the stone wall.

There was a burst of heated discussion not far away. He raised his head and looked, but the pupils in his eyes shrank and trembled.

His breathing became restless, and his fists clenched subconsciously.

A slender and graceful figure in a snow-white dress stood there, her face covered with gauze, and her green silk fluttering. The moonlight was thin, and the glow was rising in the distance. She was cold and aloof like the legendary fairy under the moon.

Next to him, standing side by side, was a man in white clothes, handsome and graceful, with a smile on his lips, as if he was talking to him.

Looking at it this way, the two of them seemed like a perfect match.

It was Jiang Lan and Ling Zhuyun.

Behind Jiang Lan, after Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others arrived, they all found places to sit cross-legged and used various methods to observe the stone wall.

"How come Zhuyun and Jiang Lan are together? Are they so close?"

"What happened between her and Jiang Lan during my absence? Why did she get so close to him so openly?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Ming couldn't calm down, and he felt even more unhappy and irritable.

When he was alone with Ling Zhuyun, he abided by etiquette and was worried that she would be displeased, so he kept a certain distance when talking and had never been so close to her.

Looking from his direction, it even looked as if Jiang Lan and Ling Zhuyun were standing side by side, next to each other.

This made Ye Ming very unwilling. The saint he had always admired and did not dare to blaspheme was now walking so closely with another man.

"Zhu Yun was probably deceived by Jiang Lan through some means."

"It's impossible for her to get so close to him for no reason."

Ye Ming was determined. Although he was very irritable, he took a few deep breaths and calmed down without letting himself show any unnecessary abnormalities.

At the moment, his identity cannot be exposed, so many questions can only be buried deep in his heart, and it is difficult to ask Ling Zhuyun.

And just when Ye Ming was in mixed moods.

The stone wall that was originally dark and simple seemed to suddenly have a strange fluctuation, which shocked all the monks around it.

Including Ye Ming, he had to look over carefully and saw that the stone wall there was shaking slightly, and some of the mud attached to the surface began to fall off.

Layer after layer of stone skin fell off, and a faint light burst out.

The next moment, the brilliance rising into the sky emerged, and the phantoms of Suzaku, True Dragon, Black Tortoise, and White Tiger condensed one after another, piercing the dark sky at once.

This light was so blazing that it transformed into the Four Spirit Holy Beasts and reflected in the night sky, instantly making the area as bright as day.