Li Yan was shocked in his heart when he heard this.
"This Star Moth really wants to kill the opponent. His own realm is the same as the enemy's. In addition to himself, he has also invited two other masters to participate.
His hatred is evident from this, and to get a cultivator of Xuan Caijun's level to take action, Xing Ming would really have to spend a lot of money. "
Asking an outsider for help, Xingming didn't know what kind of conditions he had to offer to make the outsider interested.
These costs will certainly be painful for "Falling Star Valley", but now "Falling Star Valley" is rich and powerful, and can still afford it.
If they invite a late Jindan cultivator and a false infant cultivator at the same time, if something happens, it will really cause great damage to the vitality of the two sects.
When Li Yan was promoted to the sect elder, he already knew the relationship between the 'Qingfeng Sect' and the 'Liupan Palace' and the sect. It was a relatively solid alliance.
Back then, all the cultivation resources of the four sects of the Liefeng Clan were divided up with these two sects, so the other party would agree to help out of this favor.
Li Yan nodded.
"With the help of these two, if the enemy is completely unaware, the chances of being able to kill him instantly will be at least half as high."
Xingming certainly agreed with this, as it was exactly what he was thinking. He then continued to talk about the man's situation.
“The thief’s name is Jiang Baibi, he was the third elder of the Guangyu Parrot Sect back then, and his skills were mainly based on agile movement and long-range attacks.
He is good at attacking and killing the opponent while dodging, and he has also cultivated the ability of sound waves. In addition to disturbing the opponent's mind, he can also shatter the opponent's internal organs with sound waves without making any sound..."
Xing Ming told Li Yan the information about Jiang Baibi in detail.
"… He should have refined the Seven-Colored Glazed Lamp again by now, so we must be extra careful when dealing with him.
The Seven-Colored Glazed Lamp can emit seven-color light after casting a spell, combining hardness and softness, or interweaving into a net, or sharp as an arrow, with a force like thunder, and can penetrate even the body of a Jindan cultivator... "
The two chatted while drinking, and after they finished talking about the colorful glass lamp, Xing Ming thought about it.
"Oh, by the way, there is one thing that I, Senior Brother, don't know in detail because I am not in the 'Holy Demon City'. I wonder how much Junior Brother knows, can you tell me a little?"
When Li Yan heard this, he had already guessed the question the other party wanted to ask.
"Brother, you want to ask about the recent events of the 'Ghost Dragon Clan', right?"
"It's this matter. Junior brother is indeed very thoughtful and guessed it right. The information I got is that the 'Ghost Dragon Clan' is a spy of the Black Demon Clan and was uprooted. This..."
When Xing Ming said this, an undisguised look of doubt appeared on his face, and his eyes were fixed on Li Yan.
Recently, he has been busy with Jiang Baibi's matter, so he has paid less attention to the "Ghost Dragon Clan". The news he received was sent back by Su Yuan.
In addition, he also got some information from other cultivators in the outside world. After comparing the two, he was somewhat surprised to find that the timing of the incident of the "Ghost Dragon Clan" was a bit too coincidental.
When the "Ghost Dragon Clan" encountered trouble, it happened to be the days when he delivered the message, which was also the time when Zhang Ming disappeared.
Even though Su Yuan didn't know the content of the message, as soon as he saw the Sect Master directly use the small teleportation array, he knew that the Sect Master had something urgent to discuss with Elder Zhang.
So he did not hesitate to spend spirit stones to send a message back almost every day, informing them that he could not contact Elder Zhang and that he had gone out.
It seems that this is not just a coincidence in timing.
Moreover, they were already at loggerheads with the "Ghost Dragon Clan" and had wanted to eliminate them, and in the end they achieved their wish so smoothly.
This inevitably made Xing Ming suspicious of Li Yan, but he did not hide his thoughts and gave Li Yan a feeling that they had a very close relationship.
Li Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head.
“Brother, this matter has nothing to do with me. I even wonder if someone is secretly helping the sect.
During those days, I was actually near the 'Ghost Dragon Clan' because I heard that 'Old Man Dragon Dragon' had come out of seclusion some time ago, so I wanted to get more information.
Unexpectedly, while I was hiding, the nearby mountains suddenly collapsed, and I felt an extremely terrifying aura emanating.
Under such circumstances, he didn't dare to stay there and quickly fled away.
After hiding outside for a few days, I returned to the city. Only then did I learn that the Ghost Dragon Clan had assassinated a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Holy Demon Palace..."
Li Yan told what he "knew" half-truthfully. Of course, about 70% to 80% of what he said was false, which made Xing Ming gasp.
Although he also knew some of the situation, he learned from Li Yan that the "Holy Demon City" was in a state of lockdown. Li Yan still knew a cultivator named Chu from the "Holy Demon Palace".
After verifying the situation through voice transmission from the other party, I came out and realized the seriousness of the matter.
"A Yuanying really died in the 'Saint Demon Palace'. Junior brother, do you know that person's name?"
Xing Ming still couldn't believe that a Nascent Soul cultivator died like this. What level of existence was that to die so easily
"The rumor in the city is that his name is Dong Liqing, and he was suspected to have been poisoned by the 'Ghost Dragon Clan' and died. Do you know this person, Senior Brother?"
"Dongliqing... the Dongli lineage..."
Starmoth whispered something and he nodded.
"I know this person. He is considered the youngest generation of Nascent Soul-level masters. Although I have never seen him, I have heard of his name..."
Afterwards, the two chatted about some other things. An hour later, Xing Ming got up and left.
In the following days, Li Yan meditated in the cave, waiting for the Star Moth to gather its forces. Five days later, Li Yan did not wait for the Star Moth, but waited for Zhu Luomu first.
"Uncle Master, today a man who calls himself Shuang Chongshan came to the sect with two other cultivators. He claimed to know Uncle Master, but he couldn't explain his relationship with Uncle Master. He only said that Uncle Master invited him to come.
Now, I have arranged for him to stay in another courtyard, and I have come here to tell my uncle, I wonder if he knows this person?"
Zhu Luomu, who was bowing, secretly glanced at his cheap uncle. After the other party listened to his story, a look of slight surprise appeared on his face.
Soon he regained his composure, and he felt a pang in his heart.
"Oh no, could it be that Master Uncle doesn't know this person? Master Uncle is well-known now, and many people know his name, but not many people have seen him. Is it possible that someone wants to meet Master Uncle..."
As the "Falling Star Valley" grows stronger and stronger, people often say that they want to come and meet Xingming and his companions. Zhu Luomu will decide whether to let them pass after making an assessment.
Of course, there were many Jindan cultivators who came here in person, and Zhu Luomu would not dare to neglect seniors of this level and would often report directly.
However, since Elder Zhang has not been in the sect in recent years, such incidents have occurred less frequently.
There are also some monks who come here to deliver messages on behalf of their elders...
The people who came today couldn't tell where they came from, they just wanted to see Uncle Zhang directly.
But after questioning, the other party seemed unfamiliar with Uncle Zhang, but swore that it was Elder Zhang who invited him to come.
This made Zhu Luomu have no choice but to come and report while he was doubtful. But now, seeing Uncle Zhang's surprised and doubtful expression, he felt unsure again.
They were afraid that the other party would blame them for bothering them with everything. The more advanced the cultivator was, the less they liked to be disturbed by outsiders.
Li Yan was a little surprised, but also happy.
"This is unexpected. After thinking about it for the past few days, Shuang Chongshan probably thinks his suggestion is a good one."
Then, a faint smile appeared on Li Yan's lips.
"Oh, is he here? Take me there!"
In a villa on the front mountain of "Falling Star Valley", Shuang Chongshan's face was abnormally pale. He was holding a teacup in one hand, lost in thought.
“I don’t know if this decision is really the right one
Mingling is about to give birth, and she doesn’t know where to stay no matter how she hides. She is most afraid that Ma Yao and the other two may have left some clues behind, and someone will come to find them…”
Shuang Chongshan knew that Ma Yao and the other man were cunning by nature. Even if they died, he had no way of predicting whether the other party had any tricks up their sleeves.
If someone else gets the clue, his family will still be in danger.
Moreover, during the past few days of recuperation, the elder of "Falling Star Valley" did not find the cave where they were hiding. With his means, it would be easy for him to track down the three of them.
From this point, Shuang Chongshan felt that the other party really had no other intentions, and only invited him to join the sect because he valued his ability to refine puppets.
He had also heard of "Falling Star Valley", a sect that made pills and weapons. He opened a shop to sell these things. Of course he had heard of it.
This kind of sect certainly needs a large number of alchemists and weapon refiners.
He heard that there were four Jindan in the "Falling Star Valley". He didn't know any of them, but Shuang Chongshan still matched the young man in green who saved his family that night with Zhang Ming.
The fact that Zhang Ming was promoted to the sect elder was not known to everyone in the world, and only some sects were notified.
However, "Falling Star Valley" is a second-rate sect after all, and among the cultivators who can participate in the ceremony, there will certainly not be people like Shuang Chongshan.
But he remembered that the man called himself "Zhang!".
"Dad, it's been a long time. Is that senior no longer in the sect? Or maybe he just said it casually that day and we rejected it at that time. Maybe he has forgotten about it..."
Frost Lianzhou sat sideways on a chair, holding his wife's hand, and said worriedly.
Last night, Dai Shuang Chongshan's injuries had just recovered.
The three of them immediately discussed several times and felt that finding a shelter was the most urgent task.
Ma Yao and the other two had been dead for many days. If they had left any tricks up their sleeves, someone might have already been looking for them.
After several discussions, they finally felt that the proposal of the senior in green made them excited. The key was that the other party was really not interested in their own inheritance, which was the result they wanted most.
Once he made the decision, Shuang Chongshan didn't want to stay outside any longer, as they could be found by someone with ulterior motives at any time.
However, now that they had really arrived at the "Falling Star Valley", no one had come after waiting for such a long time, as if they had been left aside.
Shuang Lianzhou began to get anxious. After all, his wife was about to give birth, and he didn't want to wander around with no fixed place to live anymore.
"Zhou'er, don't talk about the seniors carelessly. You are also a foundation-building cultivator, why can't you control your mouth..."
Shuang Chongshan knew that his son was not the kind of person who would talk nonsense. He just immersed himself in refining equipment for many years and rarely communicated with others. It was just his personality.
However, it is best not to mention such discussions about senior powerful people, whether in public or behind others' backs. Those people have powerful means, and what you say may be sensed or heard by them.
If that one sentence accidentally offends the other party, he will be asking for death.
Just as Shuang Chongshan was scolding his son, several people felt the light at the door of the hall dim, and then two figures flashed out.
The three of them looked up quickly, and soon saw two green-robed monks walking in one after the other. The one in front was the monk named Zhu who had arranged them before.