fairy jade dust

The two Patriarchs looked at each other. 【 】

The reaction of Qianyu Jianmen made the two of them unexpected.

There must be something tricky in this.

But neither of the two had the heart to investigate. This kind of thing was decided by the master of the golden core of the sect. They had no power to change it, and they didn't want to change it.

Both of them have lived for more than 100 years, so they naturally know what to do.

The two patriarchs quickly ordered that the younger generations in the family should hide in the clan and practice hard during this period of time, and not go out.

Don't get involved in the matter of Yulingzong.

At this time, it is the best policy to protect yourself wisely.

With the acquiescence of the two cultivating families, the disciples of Yulingzong who came to Yanmancheng became unscrupulous.

Every inch of the city covered in smoke is under the surveillance of the disciples of Yulingzong, not even a mosquito can escape.

Many households have been searched by the disciples of Yulingzong, and the people in the city are in panic all day long.

These Yulingzong disciples would not only come to check on the door in the name of visiting during the day.He will not let it go at night, sneaking into other people's homes when they are asleep.

During the day, these disciples are all humble and courteous, and they are very polite to others.But at night, the true colors start to emerge and become unscrupulous.

The family treasures of many families were lost for no reason, and all the private possessions were searched.

These missing things are just foreign objects, which are still light.If there are young and beautiful female relatives in the family, they will not be spared, and they will all be desecrated by the disciples of Yulingzong.Many young women committed suicide for no reason, weeping all night, in pain.Only some ugly women survived and were not abused.

The entire city was plunged into darkness, and the sky was not visible.

Originally, each sect had an agreement not to do anything to mortals under the jurisdiction of other sects.

It's just that this agreement, under the temptation of a magic weapon, became riddled with holes.

Everyone in the city full of smoke is just a victim of Shi Weihan's interests.

The two cultivating families were even more ignorant of this, and kept their heads in cultivation in the clan.

However, after searching, the disciples of Yulingzong discovered sadly that Lin Mu was still nowhere to be found.

The few vendors who met Lin Mu in the city were all interrogated by the disciples of Yulingzong. The vendors only knew that Lin Mu had bought things here, but no one knew where Lin Mu had gone.

All the disciples of Yulingzong became helpless, and Feijian sent a letter to the sect for help.

Ren Liang, the head of Yulingzong, was furious when he received the letter from Feijian, and cursed: "Trash, a bunch of trash."

But after paying so much, how could Ren Liang be willing to give up?

Accompanied by elder Shen Ren, Ren Liang came to Qianyu Jianmen again and asked Shi Weihan about Lin Mu's whereabouts.

When Shi Weihan heard that the Yulingzong had not found Lin Mu so far, he secretly laughed in his heart, but his face was serious: "Master Ren, we have agreed that I am only responsible for sending Lin Mu out of the sect, as for whether we can catch him or not." He, it depends on the ability of your own sect. Now that you can't catch Lin Mu, you can't find any other reason except that your disciples are incompetent. You go back, I won't tell you."

Ren Liang's face turned as red as a pig's liver, he gave Shi Weihan a bitter look, turned and left without saying a word.

Shi Weihan looked at Ren Liang's disappearing figure with a sneer on his face.

Ren Liang rushed back to the sect angrily, and immediately ordered to his disciples: "At all costs, even if we dig three feet into the ground, we must find Lin Mu."

Now, he really hated Lin Mu to the bone.

The disciples of Yulingzong got the news and began to search the villages full of smoke.

Two or three disciples went to each village. This time, the disciples of Yulingzong completely tore off their faces. Even in the daytime, they showed fierce faces, asked harshly, and sometimes even killed a few people, just to scare others.

Although there were only five or six households in Lin Mu's village, there were still two Qi-refining disciples who came to investigate.

The two disciples of the Imperial Spirit Sect quickly gathered the children of five or six families together and pressed them to ask about Lin Mu's whereabouts.

For these two, this was nothing more than routine and hopeless.

But after the two killed a villager for no reason, many villagers showed shock. An old man in the village said tremblingly: "I know his whereabouts."

The two were immediately overjoyed and hurriedly asked: "Where is he now? As long as the news is true, I will guarantee your prosperity and wealth for the rest of your life. If there is any deception, the entire population of your village will die, and no one will be left behind."

The old man was even more frightened. The person who died tragically just now was his eldest son, and he didn't want to see his children and grandchildren die again.He was trembling, especially in his hands, and was about to speak when a voice interrupted him.

"Fu Bo, don't do this." The person who spoke was Fat Huai.

Fat Huai looked anxious, deeply afraid that Uncle Fu would reveal Lin Mu's whereabouts.

A fat disciple of Yulingzong immediately gave Fat Huai a hard look, grabbed a half-grown child behind Uncle Fu, and said sharply: "If you don't tell the truth, this child will die immediately."

Uncle Fu hurriedly said: "Don't, don't, I said, I said. You must hold your hands high and save my grandson's life."

The fat disciple smiled and said, "Your grandson's life is in your own hands. Whether he can survive depends on your performance."

Uncle Fu looked helplessly at Fat Huai, turned around, and said in a low voice, "I don't know his exact whereabouts. I only know that he returned to the village once four months ago. After he came back, he was in the village. After staying for a few days, he took his parents and left."

Another thin and tall disciple next to the fat disciple hurriedly asked, "Then do you know where he went?"

Fu Bo shook his head and said, "I don't know."

The thin and tall disciple snorted coldly, grabbed the half-grown child by the neck, and said with a sneer, "Say it or not, or I'll strangle him immediately."

Uncle Fu was in a hurry, he knelt on the ground and begged, "Hold your hand high, hold your hand high."

While speaking, two lines of old tears flowed down.

Uncle Fu tremblingly said: "I don't know where Lin Mu is, maybe he knows." Uncle Fu pointed at Fat Huai.

Fat Huai's heart trembled suddenly.

"He walked very close to Lin Mu, maybe he knows Lin Mu's whereabouts." Seeing the happy faces of the two immortals, he hurriedly continued.

The fat disciple immediately turned his face and asked Fat Huai, "He said you knew, did you know?"

Fat Huai glared at Uncle Fu bitterly, then turned around and said, "I don't know, he has already left, and he hasn't told me where he is going."

The tall and thin disciple smiled and said, "Is that so, you didn't tell the truth, it seems that I want to give you some flair."

After saying that, he let Fu Bo's grandson go, and he stretched out his hand to grab the stone.

Fat Huai's daughter-in-law was shocked, and hurried forward to stop her, but was pushed away by the tall and thin disciple, and fell to the ground, spitting out two mouthfuls of blood.

Fat Huai showed hatred in his heart, went straight to the tall and thin disciple, and punched the tall and thin disciple on the back of the head.

After pushing away Fat Huai's daughter-in-law, the thin and tall disciple was about to grab the stone, but he never expected that Fat Huai would dare to attack him.

When he reacted, a fist the size of a hammer hit him directly on the back of the head.

He suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy, fell unconscious on the ground, and fell backwards limply.

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect Fat Huai to knock out the immortal with one punch.

The fat disciple next to him was also shocked. The fat man in front of him had amazing strength, which made him look sideways.

Qi refining period practitioners are not much different from ordinary people except for the spiritual power in their bodies. Their bodies are as fragile. It is not surprising that Fat Huai hit the back of the head with an iron fist and fell into a coma.

Seeing that his junior brother was beaten unconscious by Fat Huai, the fat disciple rushed to Fat Huai, trying to put Fat Huai to death.

It's just that he has just cultivated to the sixth level of Qi refining, not only has he never learned any spells, he has never even raised spirit beasts.

Now facing the enemy with Fat Huai, he was a little at a loss.

But the cultivator's natural contempt for mortals made him muster a lot of courage.

He hurriedly used his spiritual power and punched Fat Huai.

After Fat Huai defeated one person, his fear of immortals decreased a lot, and his wife and children behind him filled him with fighting spirit.

Fat Huai was fearless, and also punched him.

This time, Fat Huai did not have the upper hand against the well-prepared Qi Refining Stage practitioners.

boom!

The two fists collided, and Fat Huai stepped back three steps.

The fat Yulingzong disciple only took a step back.

The two competed.

Seeing that Fat Huai couldn't resist his fist, the fat disciple mobilized his spiritual power again and punched Fat Huai.

Fat Huai gritted his teeth fiercely, and also punched him.

As early as a few years ago, Fat Huai had helped his aunt carry food at the foot of the imperial city, and he had gained good physical strength.

At this moment, against the fat disciple, relying on his brute strength, although he couldn't gain the upper hand, he could barely hold on for a while.

It's just that after the punch collided, the result was not as optimistic as Fat Huai imagined.

Fat Huai took five steps straight back before stopping his decline, a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

This punch had already caused him a slight internal injury.

Fat Huai clenched his teeth, not waiting for the fat disciple to attack again, this time he took the initiative to meet him, his eyes were red, his face was flushed, and he threw at the fat disciple with all his strength.

Facing Fat Huai's menacing punch, the fat disciple didn't dare to neglect, and suddenly mobilized his whole body's spiritual power to meet Fat Huai's iron fist.

boom!

The two fists collided, and a gust of wind blew past.

The fat disciple just took three steps back, a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Fat Huai took five steps back again and again, blood sprayed all over the ground from his mouth. After five steps, Fat Huai could no longer control his body and fell to the ground.

Fat Huai's daughter-in-law hurriedly crawled over from the ground, hugged Fat Huai with tears, and Shitou was also crying in fright.

The family of three hugged each other, Fat Huai had a resolute face. Although he was vomiting blood all the time, he looked at the fat disciple with even more hatred.

Seeing that Fat Huai was unable to resist anymore, the fat disciple sneered, and walked slowly towards the three of them, stretching out his hand, about to grab the stone.

Fat Huai pushed away his daughter-in-law and Shi Shi beside him, and said to them, "Run."

Shi Shi hurriedly ran to the distance, but Fat Huai's daughter-in-law was seriously injured and could not run away.

The fat disciple also saw at a glance the importance of the stone to the two of them. As long as he grabbed the stone, he wouldn't worry if the two of them didn't tell Lin Mu's whereabouts.

He left Panghuai behind and went straight to the stone.

The footsteps have just been taken, but they can't move forward again.

A powerful big hand, like a steel hoop, tightly hugged the fat disciple's thigh.

The fat disciple was furious, and wanted to kick Fat Huai away, but no matter how he shook and punched with his fists, Fat Huai hugged his legs tightly, making him unable to move freely.

Under Fat Huai's desperate struggle, the figure of Shi Shi disappeared.

The fat disciple was even more angry, and his fists were like raindrops, crazily hitting Fat Huai's back.

With every punch, Fat Huai would spit out a mouthful of blood.

Even a hard-boiled person would have difficulty surviving under such a fierce blow.

There was more and more blood on the ground, and the dark red blood seeped into the ground under his feet.

Fat Huai felt a blur in front of his eyes, and the things around him were getting farther and farther away from him, as if they were about to leave.