"You can't go any further, it's a forbidden area." Xiao Jin said to Yunmo.
Ling Daochang waved the whisk on his hand, glanced at Xiao Jin and said, "Ji Changce's life and death are unknown, so there is no forbidden area in Shangyunfeng."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"
Yun Moting looked at the sudden snowstorm in front of him, and felt a little bit repelled in his heart to go any further.
"Is this the location on the map given by the Shoufeng tribe? There are rumors in the Tianluo Sacred Church that there is a ground breast milk pool under the sky cliff. It is the immortality that was frantically sought by the Jianghu people hundreds of years ago. Lingtan."
Daoist Ling smiled: "Mo Ting, even you believe in this non-existent legend? I have been practicing alchemy for many years. To be honest, there is no such thing as immortality in this world. It's just a ridiculous extravagance..."
"If it is said that Ji Changce has run the Demon Cult for many years and has some good things in his hands, it is somewhat credible." Daoist Ling unconsciously turned the handle of the dust whisk in his hand.
Yun Moting heard the words and shifted his eyes to other places without any trace.
Ever since he betrayed Ji Changce, Yun Moting has become more and more aware of the regret in his heart. He didn't know if he was looking at the people and things around him from Ji Changce's perspective. He always felt that those admirable knights in the past had suddenly changed their faces, and what they said and did made him feel extremely hypocritical.
"Speaking of Ji Changce, Mo Ting, you are referring to the Tianya Demon Sect Headquarters who has been lurking for so many years, have you seen his true face?"
Ji Changce seldom shows up in the arena. Even showing up is a disguise. The reason why the Tianluo Sacred Sect is called the Devil's Sect is because its followers are all over the world, even overseas islands, Fanguo and other places have their followers, and their behavior is quite strange, and the Devil's Sect's martial arts are ruthless when dealing with the enemy , Over time, the reputation of "devil" spread.
Hearing the words, Yun Moting recalled that day on Zhitian Cliff, when Ji Changce was poisoned and seriously injured in a long battle, his life was hanging by a thread, but he personally cut off this thread of life.
Ji Changce looked at him when he fell off the cliff, strange and indifferent, he will never forget it.
That was the first time he saw Ji Changce's face under the mask. If Ji Changce really fell off the cliff and died, it might be the last time.
Thinking of Yun Moting, he was not even willing to perfunctory Daoist Ling. If it weren't for these hypocrites, he and Ji Changce might not have come to that point.
"Eldest brother, look quickly!" Xiao Jin pointed at the things that were faintly exposed in the wind and snow ahead.
"That's... a tree?" A door riding a snow camel from behind asked.
"There are trees in this icy and snowy place?"
Yun Moting frowned: "How can there be green trees in such a cold place? If something goes wrong, there must be monsters, everyone be careful!"
Daoist Ling said with a smile: "It might be the place we are looking for. Didn't Mo Ting just say that there is a legendary earth milk spirit pool under the sky cliff. Most of these treasures of heaven and earth can moisten one side, and the surrounding area must There are unusual changes, if there is such a land milk spirit pool, it is not impossible for these green trees to appear on the vast snow-capped mountains."
Ling Daochang's tone was both true and false, making it hard to tell whether he was joking or really thinking so.
Yun Moting looked indifferent: "Since this is the case, Daoist Ling will take a step ahead. If there is a land milk spirit pool, you can enjoy it first."
Yun Moting is used to showing indifference to others, and his words are not pleasant to listen to. If he was not the nominal chief disciple of the Qinglin Sect, Taoist Ling would have told him to go where he came from, so why would he be so polite to him? of.
Being ridiculed by Yun Moting, Daoist Ling endured it as if he didn't hear it, and showed a kind smile: "The poor Taoist will first find out the way for everyone. If I haven't returned for a long time, please Mo Ting Brother, take me, Qingping, and watch a group of brothers and sisters quickly leave here and go down the mountain."
Others heard the words and stepped forward to stop them one after another. Some said that they should go with Daoist Ling, and some said that Daoist Ling deserved to be the most respected Taoist in the world, benevolent and righteous.
Yun Moting watched coldly, and after Daoist Ling really left, he said to Xiao Jin: "There must be something strange about this place. I have been in the Shangyun Peak General Altar for many years and I didn't know there was such a place on the peak. If something strange happens later You take your brothers and sisters to go first, and I will cut off the queen for you."
"Big brother!"
Yun Mo Ting's handsome face was a bit gloomy, "Don't call me senior brother, I'm not your senior senior brother..."
Everyone in the Jianghu knew that the head disciple of Qinglin Sect had betrayed the sect for many years, even if the sect master later clarified that he was going undercover, not many people believed it, and more people believed that this was Qinglin Sect trying to clear their reputation , so I found a "fig leaf".
"Don't say that big brother, outsiders don't believe you, which of us brothers don't believe you? Not to mention Master, he can't remember anyone, but he still remembers you."
Speaking of the old sect master, Yun Moting's complexion improved a lot.
The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, Qinglin Sect is famous for its internal strength, and many disciples in the sect have excellent internal strength, so they can still rely on the wind and snow to keep out the cold, but it is not so easy for the disciples of Qingping Temple and other sects. His face was pale and his lips were black and purple.
"Ling Daochang has been away for two quarters, why hasn't he returned yet? But what trouble did you encounter?"
All the disciples looked at Yun Moting. Most of their team was led by Qinglin Sect and Qingping. Now that they don't know how Daoist Ling is, the others can only listen to Yun Moting.
"Let's wait a little longer. If we still don't see Daoist Ling, we will go back the same way. Daoist Ling is very skilled in martial arts. If something happens to him, then most of us present will be dead."
Yun Moting's words were approved by most people, but some young Taoist priests of Qingping Temple thought: "If our uncle is really in danger, we should gather everyone's strength to rescue us. How can we leave our uncle here? Whatever?"
It's a pity that the little Taoist's words disappeared in the wind and snow, as if they had never appeared before.
A moment later, Taoist Ling did not come back as Yun Moting expected.
He immediately asked Xiao Jin to return with the rest of the people, but Yun Mo stopped and followed them for a while before disappearing inexplicably.
"What's going on, Brother Xiao, where is Hero Yun? Just now I saw Hero Yun walking behind you, why did he disappear in a blink of an eye?"
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Lingtan illusion.
"Everyone, wait a minute!" Yun Moting suddenly made a stop gesture to other "people".
"What happened, big brother?"
Yun Moting frowned: "Did you hear that just now?"
"Hear what?"
"There seems to be a strange cry..."
Xiao Jin smiled and said, "Could it be the Shangyunfeng Snow Leopard that those Shoufeng clansmen talked about?"
"Didn't it mean that that thing rarely appeared, even the Shoufeng tribe hadn't encountered it a few times?"
Yun Moting was still listening, the sound definitely belonged to some kind of beast, but it was not the sound of any beast he knew.
The voice was high and low, sometimes strong and sometimes weak. If you listen carefully, you will feel that the sound is very close to where they are.
Moreover, the owner of the voice could still be heard, as if he was talking to someone, one sound followed by another, the intervals were very rhythmic.
"Did you hear that, Ji Duan, those people are here for you!" And it seems that these people are looking for Ji Changce probably because they want his life, and they won't give him one anyway.
"What on earth did you do to provoke so many people to chase you down?"
Yu Jiatang thought of a man in red he had seen the other day in the middle of the night besieged by decent knights.
He remembered that the man was called "Guardian Zhu" by Monk Ming Ran. No matter in terms of martial arts or title, the man in red would not be an ordinary person.
I don't know if Ji Changce and the man in red belonged to the same organization, that's why they were all hunted down on Shangyun Peak
"I have no way of knowing about this." Ji Changce said again: "Maybe it's just like what they said, they just want to get something from me."
As soon as he said this, Yu Jiatang looked at him immediately: "What benefit can I get from you? Don't forget, I hunted all the food you ate today. I have all the valuable things on you. unknown?"
Ji Changce: "..."
"Anyway, you are also a snow leopard, so you have to look like a snow leopard spirit beast?"
Ji Changce is also convinced that the three words are inseparable from gold and silver. It is also the first time he has seen this kind of philistine leopard.
Before Yu Jiatang had time to refute, he heard a scream from ahead!
It was a few sect disciples who were attacked by something. Looking at it with Yu Jiatang's eyesight, it was easy to see that at least five or six of those people fell to the ground.
Those people came all the way in the wind and snow, and Ling Daochang went to explore the road and never returned. They had already started to feel uneasy, and now they were attacked by unknown things. There are a few disciples with poor psychological quality. Desperate to go back down the mountain quickly.
"... What are you doing?" Yu Jiatang looked up at Ji Changce who had a stern face beside him.
He is writing with his hands on a rock.
Yu Jiatang can be regarded as a literate leopard, but he couldn't understand what he wrote at all.
Yu Jiatang deliberately stood a little farther to look at it, and the two rows of small characters looked more like ghostly symbols.
After leaving two lines of writing, Ji Changce drew a...
"What are you doing painting me?" Yu Jiatang felt that his portrait rights had been violated.
Ji Changce glanced at the stone wall with the inscriptions.
He was sure he was drawing a civet, not a snow leopard. Tianluo Shengjiao believers use this civet pattern as a symbol of communication.
Ji Changce didn't say anything but pointed to Yu Jiatang at the position of the civet's waist he drew.
In this position alone, the snow leopard is very different from it.
Yu Jiatang has gained weight for so many worlds, so he has long been proficient in this kind of thing.
"I'm still young, just a child of a few months old. How can a child have a waist? You can't be sure that my waist is normal."