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Chapter 131 Hundred ghosts walk at night, demons dance wildly

In Wushuang Peak, Daoist Qingyue sat on the flat observation deck at the top of the mountain, holding a blue teacup in his left hand, and playing with a warm jade chess piece in his right hand, but his eyes stayed on the water mirror hanging in front of him on the right.

The picture in the water mirror is the mountain gate of the Yunhai School, with disciples coming and going, with different expressions and states.

Mo Yun sighed when he came up, "Dao Zun, Master Lingyin's soul lamp is still on, he must be fine, Dao Zun doesn't need to worry."

After he replaced the teapot on the table, he glanced quietly into the mirror, hoping that she would return soon.

It's been 15 years, when did you spend so long going out to practice before?
Dao Zun didn't care too much at first, but since five years ago, the Beastmaster Sect was looted from left to right, and even the decorations on the wall were pried away, the whole Beastmaster Sect really became a ruin. The beast tower collapsed when he rushed to investigate...

He has always been pure-hearted and ascetic, letting his disciples let themselves go, he is not calm anymore.

After returning, she actually spent a lot of spiritual power, using the nine-day soul search technique to find Lingyin's whereabouts, but in the end she found nothing and suffered a loss.

Afterwards, he either stayed in the cave all day to practice, guarding the soul lamps of his little apprentice and outer sect Nan Yu, or stayed on the top of the mountain drinking tea, playing chess and looking at the water mirror.

If they come back, he will know immediately.

To their relief, there were other disciples in the sect who disappeared in the beast tower like Nan Lingyin, distributed on different peaks, and they were all key training targets of the Yunhai School.

Fifteen years apart, their respective masters also had a headache.

Especially the master Mu Jiuqing and the two sisters of the Yun family are all missing, but they are the precious disciples he has carefully cultivated.

However, he always comforted himself in private: Qingyue's only apprentice didn't come back, if the few missing ones died outside, he would still have successors, Qingyue would really be gone.

Bad old man, very bad.

In the sea of ​​death far away from them, the scorching sun has been scorching the earth for thousands of years, but Lingyin and the others in the Palace of Ten Thousand Demons can only feel warmth.

Lingyin, who had just been promoted, was lazily like a cat, stretching her limbs and attacking back and forth, left and right.

If the gap between the upper and lower levels of the monks in the Qi training period is not very big, it is different when it comes to foundation establishment.

Especially the higher one climbs, the greater the gap in strength between levels.

At this moment, she has a deep understanding.

The difference between the middle stage of foundation establishment and the late stage is not a little bit.

"Hey, where's Yunrong?" Yun Muqing looked around and asked.

Yun Jiu curled her lips, "She has a grudge against Nan Lingyin, so she must have been unwilling to help and hid elsewhere."

"You don't get along with Lingyin." Yun Muqing asked back.

Yun Jiu clenched her fists, her pretty face slightly annoyed, "If it's for your sake, I wouldn't protect her."

What a strange way these two siblings get along.

Lingyin sighed in her heart for a while, and followed them to find Yunrong.

"He Yu, how did you and Yun Muqing come here? Why have I and... my brother never seen you since we came here?"

After thinking briefly, she decided to strike first.

He Yu didn't give Yun Jiu a chance to refute, and explained what happened to him in the screen of the Beast Guarding Tower.

Both he and Yun Muqing killed the monsters directly after releasing them. According to their descriptions, it is no wonder that they were the monsters who were ungrateful and attacked them first.

As for whether they lied or not, they were all killed anyway, and there was no need to pursue them.

After killing the monster, they were directly thrown into the Gobi desert, and the two formed a pair of enemies.

After that, they met the Yun sisters who were thrown into the sea of ​​death through the teleportation array, and they found this place.

As guessed before, the Wanmo Palace still has a main entrance, but they suffered a lot from the main entrance, so that He Yu and Yun Muqing's legs were stained with magic energy, and every night when the moon was full, the magic energy broke out, causing pain. into the bone marrow.

Lingyin subconsciously looked at her senior brother, subconsciously hoping that he could help them.

After thinking about it, she looked away again.

The identity of the senior brother is kept secret for the time being, if a few of them find out, something bad will happen.

What's more, there are only a few of them known here.

In the next few days, they searched all the places in the Wanmo Palace, but they didn't find Yunrong's shadow.

Yun Jiu said angrily, "Did she sneak in while we weren't paying attention?"

The rest were silent.

Yun Jiu glanced at Qing Tingyu, and while the others were meditating, she took him to the side to talk, and specially set up a soundproof array.

Lingyin muttered in her heart what they would say.

However, not long after, Qing Tingyu broke out of the formation first, just in time to bump into Lingyin who was looking at them curiously with one eye open, one eye closed, and slyly corrected her posture.

He came to her side and sat down at a suitable place, and then Yun Jiu bit her thin lips and sat silently beside her brother, staring at Lingyin.

It was another full moon night, and the clear light was falling on the quiet lake, and the night breeze was gentle.

It was a beautiful night, but while she was meditating, Lingyin suddenly felt that she was being stared at by a pair of deep eyes, which made her hair stand on end.

Intuition told her that it was best not to move first, but then a soft hand rested on his shoulder.

She trembled, and giggles came from behind her, and she almost jumped up and ran away.

The laughter only lasted for a few seconds. When the hand reached her chest, a light flashed in front of her eyes, and she clearly felt that the monster behind her was blown away.

At the same time, she opened her eyes, held a sharp silver sword in her hand, flew two feet away in an instant, and set up a defensive formation on He Yu and the others.

As soon as it was set up, there were soft footsteps behind her. She was agile and stabbed at the person with her side sword.

The man raised his hand and gently clamped the blade with his fingertips, a ray of purple light wrapped around her wrist against the blade, she raised her eyes and found that it was Qing Ting Yu.

"Brother?" She withdrew the Liyou Sword and breathed a sigh of relief, "Are you alright?"

Qing Tingyu nodded, and with a flick of her fingertips, three light spots passed through her defensive formation and sank into the eyebrows of the three people.

"Come with me," he said.

Lingyin followed, and as she walked, she suddenly realized that she could see many erratic shadows, some showing their teeth and claws, some looking confused...

This place doesn't look like a magic palace, but rather like Jiuyou.

The originally bright white moon in the sky has now turned into a blood moon full of evil spirits.

In the Zhongyin Continent, the blood moon is when the yin and evil qi are at their peak.

A hundred ghosts walk in the night, and a group of demons dance wildly.

It is also the time when orthodox immortal cultivators such as human cultivators are at their weakest.

When they came to the entrance to the atrium, Lingyin was startled, "The black mist is gone."

Qing Tingyu didn't speak, which meant that he attached great importance to this incident, and only took the initiative to hold her hand and walked forward.

On the way, she saw countless vengeful souls screaming and wailing, the noise was so loud that she had a splitting headache, so she simply closed her eyes, not looking or listening, and walked through the soul-locking formation.

(End of this chapter)