One day later, when Li Yan stepped into the main hall of "Falling Star Valley", he saw three people sitting there.
Xingming sat in the middle, and two people sat in order below and to his right.
One of them was a middle-aged Taoist priest with an immortal look. He looked to be about thirty years old, with a pair of black eyebrows and a huge sword case on his back.
He held a snow-white whisk in his hand, and occasionally waved it gently, with an immortal air. It turned out that this person's cultivation was not inferior to that of Xingming, and he was also in the late Jindan stage.
"Outer Sword Monk!"
The moment he saw this Taoist priest, Li Yan thought of the sword cultivators from the Outer Sword Academy of the Ten-Step Courtyard. Their most obvious symbol was the huge sword box behind them.
Most of them practice sword formations, which are extremely powerful, sharp and vicious.
The person standing below the middle-aged Taoist priest made Li Yan stunned, because for a moment Li Yan could not tell whether the other person was a man or a woman.
He has fair skin, a slender figure, and is wearing a glazed robe. He has thin eyebrows, phoenix eyes, a face like a peach, and a handsome appearance with a touch of beauty.
Judging from the clothes and long hair, he should be a man. Li Yan's eyes swept from his throat and chest, and finally confirmed it, but he was still amazed in his heart.
"It's really hard to tell whether he is a man or a woman. If he changes a little, who would know he is a man?"
The man in the glazed robe should have noticed the strange look in Li Yan's eyes, but he just smiled and looked back without any strange expression. It was obvious that he was no longer surprised by this.
His cultivation had reached the False Infant realm. Li Yan had already heard from Xing Ming about the people who were invited, so he naturally knew who these two people were.
Seeing Li Yan enter the hall, the three people in the hall looked over. Xing Ming laughed and raised his hand to point at the two people as he stood up.
"Junior brother, this is the Qingfeng Sect's Sect Master Feng Moru and the Liupan Hall's Second Elder Xuan Caijun that I told you about!"
Li Yantong also clasped his hands and bowed.
"Zhang Ming greets the two Taoist friends!"
The two men also stood up slowly with smiles on their faces, and Feng Mo Ru from Qingfeng Sect saluted.
"This is the first time Brother Xuan and I have met Elder Zhang. We both stayed behind in the sect during the previous ceremony and were unable to attend. I hope Elder Zhang will not be offended, hehe!"
Feng Mo Ru got straight to the point by bowing first. His action made people feel that he was not a stranger and brought the relationship closer.
"That's right, that's right! But I've heard of Elder Zhang's name a long time ago. In the sect war that year, he was extremely powerful and killed Yu Rong by crossing the level. He was really amazing.
Recently, he even fought against the three great golden elixirs of the Ghost Dragon Clan alone. It's really impressive. I admire you!"
Although Xuan Caijun's voice is not as crisp and pleasant as a woman's, it is also extremely clear and has a unique flavor.
At the same time, the two of them were looking Li Yan up and down.
They had also heard some rumors about Zhang Ming. He was actually proficient in the art of poison cultivation. According to legend, he was a physical cultivator, so how could he also master the cultivation methods of magic cultivation, and he should be quite proficient in them.
"His voice alone is likely to charm many female cultivators!"
Li Yan was thinking in his heart, also with a smile on his face, and he just lightly answered the other party's curiosity.
"It's all just luck. The rumors are mostly exaggerated. They can't be taken seriously. I'm sorry to have made you two laugh!"
Then, Li Yan moved to the chair on the other side.
Xuan Caijun and Feng Moru's eyes flashed with light, and they were both thinking in their hearts.
"Lucky? You killed a cultivator from the Ghost Dragon Clan who was in the middle stage of the Golden Core. I heard that the Old Dragon Dragon has not appeared in all these years. I think he is recovering from the poison and healing his wounds!"
Xing Ming laughed, he knew that Zhang Ming didn't like people talking about him.
"Since Junior Brother is here, I will briefly tell you about the next plan. Can you guys see if there is anything wrong?"
Feng Moru and Xuan Caijun were both experienced men, and they still had smiles on their faces. They sat down and looked at Xingming, as if they were listening.
After seeing the other party sit down, Li Yan sat down with a smile on his face.
"Jiang Baibi is now hiding in Black Forest Villa, using the alias Song Rongdao.
It might be because he was almost killed by his master back then. More than a hundred years have passed, and his cultivation has only just reached the late Golden Core stage.
But we cannot rule out the possibility that he has hidden his cultivation, but he is definitely not a Nascent Soul cultivator, this is completely certain!"
"Black Forest Villa?? Fellow Daoist Xingming, are you talking about the 'Black Forest Villa' on the border of the Black and White Demon Clan?"
Xuan Caijun frowned when he heard this. He had heard of such a small immortal cultivation sect, but he was not familiar with it. It was just that the immortal cultivators had very strong memories.
So, when Xingming said that, some information immediately emerged in his mind, which he should have heard from others.
Feng Mo Ru had never heard of this small family of immortal cultivators, so he did not say anything and just listened to their conversation quietly.
"Oh? So Brother Xuan has heard of this sect. He is indeed well-informed.
It was exactly the place Brother Xuan mentioned. In order to avoid being hunted down by our sect, Jiang Baibi actually chose to settle down at the border of the Demon Clan. This was something that my uncle and I had not expected.
The borders of the Black and White Demon Clan are vast and boundless. There are constant frictions in the area all year round, and small-scale fights often occur. It is not stable, and most of the cultivators who came there in the past came for experience.
In addition, Jiang Baibi knew that the people of the Falling Star Valley were cultivators of the human race, and they rarely went to the border to avoid being targeted by the Black Demon Clan. This hiding really took us hundreds of years to investigate. "
Xing Ming first flattered Xuan Caijun in an invisible way, and then explained.
"I have only heard of such a place, but I don't know much about it. Is this 'Black Forest Villa' located in the Black Demon Territory or the White Demon Territory?"
Xuan Caijun shook his head and immediately asked again, this question was very crucial.
"Hehehe, please rest assured about this. 'Black Forest Villa' is still within the White Demon Clan's territory. This small sect will not be able to gain popularity with the Black Demon Clan and is very likely to be swallowed up by them."
After hearing what Xing Ming said, Li Yan found that Feng Mo Ru and Xuan Cai Qun both looked relieved!
… … The sky became darker and darker, the blue sky and white clouds gradually faded away, and were replaced by a gray sky.
The green mountains and clear waters below slowly disappeared, and tall, sturdy brown or black trees filled the entire field of vision. Each tree was like a towering pillar, piercing straight into the gray sky.
The bark is rough and cracked, like deep dry grooves covering the trunk, and the broad leaves are heavy like thick rock layers, hanging on the thick branches.
It gives people a heavy and depressing feeling.
Looking at the changing scenery below, Li Yan's memory went back to more than 20 years ago.
Although this is not Tiandu City, nor is it the small village where he came to after waking up, it is the scene he saw when he first came to this continent.
The breath through his mouth and nose had already been mixed with demonic energy entering his body. At this point, Li Yan felt a sense of reality in his heart.
"Demons!"
He has lived in a place without demonic energy for so many years that he has slowly lost some of his senses.
… …
A ruler emitting a light of pale yellow flashed and silently flew towards the sky.
Standing on it were the four Star Moths, and what needed to be said had already been explained clearly.
The four of them were all quiet people, and along the way, apart from some necessary exchanges occasionally, they rarely spoke to each other.
Star Moth stared down and suddenly spoke softly.
"This place is not far from 'Black Forest Villa'. Although my magic weapon can avoid the sensing of most Jindan cultivators, for the sake of caution, we should get off here and then sneak all the way there carefully."
Xuan Caijun chuckled.
"Oh, everything is up to you, Taoist friend!"
Feng Moru and Li Yan also nodded without objection.
Their previous plan was to get close to "Black Forest Villa" first, and then make new plans at any time, without any specific formula.
Xing Ming only knew that Jiang Baibi had a 50% chance of staying in the villa. How was the villa guarded? How was the protective formation? He did find out more clearly, but he was afraid of unexpected events.
Therefore, it is impossible to make a very detailed plan, and everything should be done according to circumstances. It is possible that you may end up waiting for a while and end up with nothing.
Then, Xingming pointed his toes at the ruler, and with a slight flash of yellow light, the four of them appeared on the ground.
Li Yan looked around and saw towering trees all around him, each of which was so thick that it took seven or eight adults to hug it.
There are large areas of bare black ground between the giant trees, because most of the shrubs here are thorny.
They grow in clusters on the ground, not connected to each other. From a distance, they look like giant hedgehogs huddled together.
"This is the 'Bear Arrow Thorn', which is extremely poisonous. If a Level 1 Magical Beast falls into it, it is very unlikely to come out alive.
Of course, this is nothing to us, but we still have to be careful when walking through the woods. If we accidentally get scratched, it will be annoying."
At this time, Xingming's words rang in Li Yan's ears. After Xingming put away the magic weapon, he saw Li Yan staring at the bushes on the ground, and he knew that Li Yan didn't know about this thing.
From this, it can also be inferred that Li Yan's former master should have chosen to live in seclusion, and in a place far away from the Black Demon Clan, so he gave a reminder.
As for Xuan Caijun and Feng Moru on the other side, they have lived in the Lost Continent for nearly a thousand years.
Maybe except for the area of the Black Demon Clan, they have basically visited the area of the White Demon Clan.
"Oh? It turns out it is highly poisonous. Thank you for your reminder, Senior Brother!"
Li Yan said with a smile.
Xuan Caijun stood with his hands behind his back, and Feng Moru was gently shaking his whisk. After hearing Xing Ming's words, they looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes.
The two of them had long heard that Zhang Ming was less than a hundred years old, especially Xing Ming who once said that Zhang Ming's actual age was only about sixty years old.
When they first heard it, they both didn't believe it.
Someone with such aptitude for cultivation would be directly accepted as a core disciple even if he went to a first-rate sect. Why would he come to a second-rate sect like yours to be an elder
Even when compared with the core disciples of large sects, the elders of small sects have vastly different cultivation resources.
Moreover, Zhang Ming entered the Falling Star Valley only halfway through his journey. In the absence of any exciting and outstanding inherited skills, the cultivators only valued the resources for cultivation.
It is obvious that the heritage of "Falling Star Valley" is not attractive enough to a Jindan cultivator.
"He doesn't even know what the 'Bear Arrow Thorn' is. Although this thing only grows near the Black Demon Clan, he should have seen it in the classics.
This only shows that he has not been to many places and has not read many classics."
The two of them determined some things from Li Yan's answer. Zhang Ming was either a monk who had been practicing in seclusion for many years, or he was really young and lacked experience.
But they just keep this curiosity in their hearts, and they are not stupid enough to ask about other people's background.
Then, after concealing their auras, the four of them, led by the Star Moth, flew away in the forest.
An hour later, it was already 3 p.m., and the four of them stopped in a forest on a mountain peak.
Along the way, they encountered as many as seven fights between monks, including the White Demon Army chasing unknown monks and monks fighting each other.
Most of them are foundation-building monks.
However, there was also a big fight between three Jindan cultivators, which shows that the border is still quite chaotic and dangerous everywhere.