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Ling Qiong frowned tightly, his face becoming more ugly.

Not found!

He still couldn't find the memory picture of Qingyunzong in his mind.

"Spirit dome!"

The pleasant voice sounded from behind, breaking the impatience and irritability of the spiritual sky.

His complexion returned to gentleness, his brows and eyes showed tenderness, and he slowly turned around.

Gu Jin, Linda and others walking towards him clearly came into view.

"You are here." Lingqiong's lips were slightly curved, and his face was smiling.

Gu Jin walked up to him, didn't talk nonsense with him, and asked, "Are you going to go up the mountain?"

She raised her head and looked up at Yunshan in front of her.

Ling Qiong nodded gently: "Yeah."

Gu Jin retracted his gaze, showing some expectation: "Is An Mingji's soul implicated in this mountain?"

In her opinion, Lingqiong will take the initiative to attack only if it is related to An Mingji's soul.

"I don't know." Ling Qiong shook his head.

He went up the mountain not because of the three souls and seven souls, but because of the Yunzong.

As for whether there are traces of An Mingji on the mountain, he has no way of knowing.

Gu Jin got an uncertain answer and was not disappointed: "When are you going to go up the mountain?"

Lingqiang's voice is low: "You want to go with you?"

Hearing this tone, I just didn't plan to let Gu Jin go with him.

Gu Jin raised her eyebrows, looked towards the hidden places at the foot of the mountain, and then met the gaze that Lingqiang did not agree with, and her voice was firm: "Nature."

She must participate in all matters related to An Mingji.

Her veiled eyes were clearly seen by the spiritual firmament.

Knowing that she had also discovered something wrong, Ling Qiong was silent for a moment, and his frowning eyebrows slowly loosened, saying, "It's not too late, go up the mountain now."

"Great!"

When Gu Jin came, he knew that he might go up the mountain, and Linda and others had already been prepared.

They found their way up the mountain and went straight up the mountain.

After Gu Jin and his party went up the mountain, Wu Gan also hurried there.

As soon as he appeared, dozens of figures flashed out of several directions that Gu Jin had swept vaguely to.

"I have seen the young master!"

"I have seen the young master!"

Everyone bowed their hands to Wu Qian, they all dressed differently, but their cuffs were all embroidered with a circle of the other side flower totem.

The colors of the flowers on the cuffs of these people are different, divided into two colors, white and blue.

Only Wu Qian's cuffs are embroidered with red flowers of the other shore, which can only be revealed by opening them.

Qingyun Zongmen is divided into inner and outer disciples.

The cuffs of the inner disciple are blue flowers, and the outer disciples are white flowers. Only the heads and elders of the sect, and their blood relatives, can be the red flowers.

Wu Gan didn't find Ling Qiong and Gu Jin, and asked in a deep voice, "Did they go in?"

"Young boss, they just entered, our people have followed."

"Let's go and see too."

Whether or not that person has been waiting for many years, he can't destroy Yunshan's formation.

The formation in the mountains is all the disciples under the Qingyun Sect, guarding the great formation for thousands of years, and the battle is broken. They cannot use the lives of many disciples under the sect to gamble on the identity of a single person.

...

Gu Jin, Ling Qiong and others have been walking in Yunshan for nearly two hours, but they are still turning around on the edge.

They didn't get lost, they just couldn't get into the center of the mountain.

It's like being shielded by something there. Whenever they approach, the road will lead them to the edge.

Because the scenery was different along the way, the spirit vault only noticed it after two hours of walking.

He immediately stopped the team: "Girl, don't go, there is something wrong here."

Gu Jin stopped, wrapped her down jacket tightly, frowned slightly, her face looked impatient.

Obviously, she also found something wrong here.

"Miss Gu, drink some water." Linda handed the water bottle to Gu Jin.

"No, you guys rest in place." Gu Jin stretched out his hand and pushed, and walked to Lingqiong: "Is there anything wrong?"

Ling Qiong frowned and shook his head.

They are still at the bottom of the mountain, and they can't get into the mountain even if they walk around.

He suddenly raised his hand and waved a spiritual force.

Spiritual power rushed to the mountainside, the power gradually weakened as it went away, and finally dissipated.

There was no disappointment on Ling Qiong's face, everything seemed to be expected.

He looked helpless and smiled bitterly at Gu Jin: "It seems we want others to lead the way."

Ling Qiong is sure that there is a formation here, or a big formation, he can't solve it, otherwise it won't be for two hours in vain.

As for who Lingqiong is talking about, Gu Jin and him know well.

Along the way, the tails that followed them were not clear how.

Gu Jin Yuguang swept behind him and asked, "Are you sure they are friends or enemies?"

"I don't know for now."

Although Ling Qiong couldn't tell whether they were friends or enemies, he could sense that they were not malicious.

"You rest here first, and I will go back."

Knowing that he was going to meet those people, Gu Jin nodded, "Okay."

Ling Qiong turned and left. Gu Jin stood under the tree with withered leaves, looking towards the mountain in the distance, his expression gloomy.

...

Wu Gan and others have been following behind, witnessing Gu Jin, Ling Qiong and others, turning around under the mountainside.

"Young boss, they can't enter the mountain, should we start the confusion formation and drive them away?"

Someone in the entourage proposed to open the formation and expel them.

Wu Gan also had the same meaning, however, when he saw Ling Qiong walking in their direction, he immediately made scattered gestures.

Everyone had a sigh of relief, their actions were as fast as lightning, and they dispersed in no time.

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Lingqiong stopped and stood in the hay of the weeds. His seemingly passionate but ruthless peach blossom eyes swept around, locking in the direction of everyone hiding in the dark.

In the end, cold and sharp eyes shot Wu Gan's hiding place.

Lingqiong's voice is low and cold: "Thanks to your hard work, come out."

Wu Gan hid behind Gu Shu, and when he heard the words, a cold sweat passed between his forehead.

He wasn't sure if Ling Qiong really found him, or was deceiving him and keeping his figure still.

The other sect disciples around did not dare to move anything.

The cold wind in the cold season blew the broken hair fixed by the wooden hairpin in the spiritual sky, his expression gradually became impatient, his eyes squinted, and he flew up.

His speed was so fast that he instantly appeared in front of the ancient tree where Wu Gan was hiding, facing Wu Gan's face with a look of astonishment.

"It's you."

Ling Qiong met Wu Gan yesterday.

Know that this person is the son of the mayor of Qingfeng Town.

When he visited Qingfeng Town yesterday, he noticed the differences between the villagers in this town like a small village chief. Most of them have personal cultivation skills.

It's not low, mostly for foundation building.

Only the village chief whom I saw yesterday is about to enter the Jindan cultivation base.

There is nowhere to avoid, Wu Qian regained his honest look, smiling and saying hello: "Mr. Ling."

Ling Qiong stared at his eyebrows, twisted his eyebrows lightly, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

Wu Gan's five senses are similar to his father, but he looks much better than his father, and is somewhat similar to the face of the master and junior in his memory.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Ling Qiong suddenly cast his eyes down, staring at the cuffs of Wu Qian's coarse cloth.