As soon as Yin Biyue got Luo Mingchuan's card, he held the sword in his hand. Immediately injected with true essence, the figure disappeared in the port.
He vaguely felt the whistling of the wind and waves, the noise of the city, the smoke and dust flying from the official roads and the dazzling sunlight of early summer, but everything was clearly only a matter of seconds.
The next moment, he stepped on the real ground.
Before he could clearly see the forest in front of him, almost at the same time, a huge pulling force suddenly pulled him backwards!
Even with his precautions, Yin Biyue staggered two steps, and before he had time to turn around, the sword was still carrying the majestic True Essence in its sheath and stabbed backwards, but in an instant, it was silent like a mud ox entering the sea!
The Strongest of Theravada Realm!
He didn't use the prepared back hand anymore, because the pulling force disappeared, and the man's voice sounded behind him, "Wait, brother! There is no malicious intent here!"
The man let go of the hand that was on his shoulder and pulled him over, took two steps back, and his breath disappeared, "This fellow Daoist..."
Yin Biyue looked back and was stunned for a moment.
It's not because the person is too good-looking to be speechless.
But... very familiar.
He was dressed in a half-old dark brown bunt, with a jug hanging from his waist and a long knife on his back. His hair was tangled in a mess behind his head, and there was a slight cyan stubble on his chin.
This dress of 'unfortunate rivers and lakes carrying wine' does not look like a cultivator at all.
But if you take a closer look, this person's facial features are sharp and angular, and Xuan Mei slants into his temples. Because the eyes are too clear, it naturally weakens the romantic pair of spring water peach blossom eyes.
Only show the sloppy and unrestrained throughout the body.
The people in front of him also looked at him, seemingly startled.
At the end, he asked uncertainly, "Fourth?"
At this moment, a chattering voice sounded behind him, "Senior Brother Three! Why are you here?!"
The man turned around and immediately turned pale in shock, "Elder Fifth!"
Then he pointed at him and chatted with Duan, "It's amazing! Why are you two out of nowhere! ... Fourth, what's wrong with your hair? I didn't recognize you just now!"
The more Yin Bi thought about it, he finally knew why his face was familiar.
Because this person is the third senior brother, Yan Xing, who rarely returns to Cangya Mountain once in three years.
The last time they met, was when Duan Chongxuan came to Xihua Peak and paid homage to the portrait of Master.
Yin Biyue nodded to Yan Xing, "Senior Brother Three, this is a long story..." He didn't know the reason for his gray hair, so the conversation changed, "Brother Five and I came to Nanlu this time to participate in the event. Flowers will be."
The chatter continued, "How about you, Third Senior Brother?"
Yan Xing showed an embarrassed look, "I'm going to talk more about this..."
Suddenly his complexion changed, "Breath!"
Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan instantly became nervous.
The third senior brother is already in the Hinayana realm. Who would he be hiding
Yin Biyue's eyes fell on the place where he had just settled, less than two inches away from there, a formation flag was planted.
Thinking about it, Yan Xing suddenly pulled him back just now, just because he was afraid that he would ruin this moment.
There are still eight such flags, and the landing points are tortuous, drawing a range of about 30 feet in the forest, surrounding the three of them in the middle.
Yin Biyue took a closer look, it was a hidden formation.
However, the layout method is very rough and simple. If it is not for Yan Xing, who has formed the array, the cultivation level is high, I am afraid that anyone who has learned the lattice method can see the clue.
Yin Biyue flicked his fingers slightly, and a burst of true essence was released. In the gust of wind, two array flags had already exchanged their positions. His gesture changed again, and the northernmost array flag was slightly shifted to the south by half an inch.
It is such a small change that makes the entire formation different in an instant, as if the wind blowing in the formation has quieted down.
Yan Xing felt this change, and his breath instantly relaxed. He slapped him on the shoulder fiercely, and said in surprise, "Fourth! Okay, you!"
Yin Biyue was a little embarrassed by his heroic demeanor, and lowered his head slightly, "Senior brother is wrong."
He knew in his heart that if Yan Xing didn't trust him, he would not be able to change Yan Xing's formation.
But he still felt strange, if it was a strong enemy whose realm was higher than Yan Xing, how could this formation not be able to see through? If the opponent's realm is not as good as Yan Xing, why should he hide
At this time, there was a rustling movement not far from the woods, and a white shadow faintly passed through.
The man got closer and closer, and the cloud boots stepped on the fallen leaves and weeds, making a subtle sound. There was no intention to hide the trail at all.
It was a young man with a sword in his hand.
The young man got closer and closer, so close that he could see the splashed ink landscape painted on the broad sleeves of the bo robe, and the chill between the eyebrows.
Yan Xing's expression became tense again, and he remained silent again.
Even Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan were infected by his nervousness, staring at the person coming.
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the forest, "Sect Master Song Shao."
It was Luo Mingchuan's voice.
The young man named Song Shaomen turned around and was slightly startled, "Brother Luo?"
Yin Biyue finally determined that Mr. Luo did not want Luo Mingchuan to die now.
Otherwise, just doing some tricks in the space channel will be enough to make Luo Mingchuan die silently, and the bones will not be found.
On the contrary, Mr. really wanted the three of them to participate in the flower folding party smoothly.
But at this moment, I am afraid that even Mr. didn't expect it, because... Mr. is not so boring.
He will calculate the personal grievance between Yan Xing and this young sect master.
The two people outside the formation met, and they were already chatting.
"Why did Brother Luo suddenly appear here?"
"A sudden surge of beasts in the floating sea blocked the route. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang sent the card to use his spatial supernatural powers to land here. Has the young sect master ever seen other people in this forest?"
"No... But since it's Mr.'s card, there will be no problem, maybe it's a little far away. Brother Luo, don't worry. I'm also looking for someone, you can go with me."
Hearing this, Duan Chongxuan said, "The future Sect Master of Cangya Mountain and the Young Sect Master of Qinglu Sword Sect, tsk tsk, actually have a good relationship."
There is no such thing as a 'young master' in Cangya Mountain, but the identity of the first disciple has long been tacitly assumed to be the head of the next generation.
Yin Biyue also confirmed the identity of this young man, who will take over Song Tang of the Qinglu Sword Sect in the future.
Jinghongjian Song Tang. He is older than his peer Zhong Shan, has a higher cultivation base, and became famous earlier.
There, Luo Mingchuan diverted Song Tang's attention.
Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, "That boy looks familiar..." He looked at it again, and suddenly realized, "It turns out that Luo Mingchuan of Xi Ganfeng... the fourth and fifth, is there any way you can get him to lead the surname Song. open?"
Yin Biyue nodded. Condensed the true essence into a bundle, controlled it with divine sense, and transmitted it to Luo Mingchuan's ears exactly.
"Senior Brother Luo, Junior Brother Duan and I are one zhang away from your due north, in the hiding formation of Senior Brother Yan Xing. Senior Brother Yan is the person Song Shaomen is mainly looking for."
The meaning of this is obvious. Since he is in the formation, he just doesn't want to be found.
Luo Mingchuan's expression didn't change, the surprise in his eyes was fleeting, and Song Tang next to him didn't notice it at all.
Immediately, he smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry to find someone. I plan to go to Yecheng and find a place to stay temporarily during the Flower Folding Fair."
In this year's Zhehua Festival, it was the Qinglu Sword Sect's turn to be the host, and Song Tang was the head of the Young Sect. Naturally, he was in charge of many things, such as the accommodation of the disciples of various sects in Yecheng.
Sure enough, Song Tang said apologetically, "I didn't think carefully, and I forgot that Brother Luo came all the way, and I was exhausted. I have already prepared, and I will take Brother Luo there."
Watching the two walk away, the figure disappeared into the forest.
Yan Xing slapped Yin Biyue on the shoulder again, "Fourth! You are amazing!!"
Yin Biyue only felt that this Senior Brother Yan was very different from what he imagined.
I can't help but think of a lot of things about this brother.