Li Yan raised his eyes and scanned the dilapidated palace where he was. There were indeed several damaged rooms in the distance. Only two of the rooms had maple leaf logos engraved on their doors, but the maple leaves were of different colors and had different numbers of leaves. The maple leaves on one door were red and yellow with five leaves, while the other door had three red maple leaves carved on it. If Li Yan wanted to go out at this time, all he had to do was push open that door.
After identifying the direction, Li Yan rose into the sky and disappeared into the red clouds in a moment.
Not long after Li Yan entered the golden gate at the bottom of the pool, five more people came to Red Maple Pool. The two people in front stood side by side, looking at the slowly sinking palace gate, and then looked at the five people sitting cross-legged on the other side. Zen monk Yiming clasped his hands together.
"Amitofho, we are late. I didn't expect there are five people left here. There are many more people here this time than before."
At this time, the white-robed middle-aged man beside him also smiled, "Now that the outside world is in turmoil, it seems that many Lineage have also accelerated the training of disciples in the sect, and have sent many outstanding disciples into Northern Underworld Demon-Suppressing Tower at all costs, hoping that they will grow up as soon as possible."
Due to his position in his sect, the middle-aged man in white robe still knows some high-level confidential information. This time he entered Northern Underworld Demon-Suppressing Tower with his junior brother, and took his junior brother in for some training. His main purpose was to hunt a special soul-like Demon Beast "mud beast soul" here, and also to enhance his own combat power.
The status of disciples below Golden Core Realm in various sects is quite embarrassing. They serve as soldiers in big battles and as the main force in small battles. They must be the first to charge in everything. The middle-aged people in white robes know more about the situation than ordinary disciples. Of course, they must seize the time and do everything possible to improve their combat power.
The soul of the "mud beast soul" is a must-have material for refining higher-level phantom formations. Even a middle-aged man in white robes with fake elixir cultivation is not very sure that he can hunt this beast. He didn't want to happen to meet Zen Master Yiming, who he had met several times before.
Zen Master Yiming came to the Red Maple Pool palace to find a breakthrough, so the two of them hit it off after a little discussion.
Later, they met two female cultivators from the "Blue Sea Sect". The two girls and the white-robed middle-aged man had also met during the sect exchange. The two girls also wanted to enter the Red Maple Pool, so they readily agreed.
It's just that these five people came all the way, not as stealthy as Li Yan. Even so, Li Yan had several life-and-death fights, but these five people came all the way without hiding their traces. They immediately killed the suitable Demon Beast when they met. Even the monks, they had killed as many as sixteen or seventeen people, most of them going after the other party's belongings.
Looking at the two people talking warmly in front of them, the two female cultivators from the "Blue Sea Sect" looked at each other.
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The kind Zen monk is definitely not what he appears to be. He kills people without even blinking. He has a compassionate face, and the middle-aged man in white robe is equally ruthless.
At this time, the two girls regretted joining the three-person team. The young man in white robe was the only one here who was more normal and would often have some back-up against the enemy. But once this happened, he would be stared at coldly by the middle-aged man in white robe, looking at his junior brother as if he were looking at a dead person. This made the young man in white robe hesitate and struggle, and had to take action with all his strength.
The two female cultivators of the "Blue Sea Sect" kept their posture very low. Whether it was herbs, Demon Beast materials or Storage Pouch obtained from murders along the way, the two women only dared to take a very small part of what they got. Most of them were taken away unceremoniously by the old monk Yi Ming and the middle-aged man in white robes. The two women felt bitter in their hearts. Now that the two women wanted to leave the team, they did not dare to bring it up casually.
They just hope that the middle-aged man in white robe will not do anything to get rid of the donkey because of the good relationship between their two sects. As for Yiming Zen monk, every time they see his smile now, the two women tremble in their hearts.
Just as the middle-aged man in white robes was talking to Zen monk Yiming, three more figures flew from the distance. The sound of breaking through the air was very urgent, and they did not seem to hold back their breath at all.
Yiming Zen Monk just scanned it with Divine Sense and seemed to whisper, "It's actually the "Ghost Eagle Black Lotus" Sun Jiuhe? Why is his right arm missing?"
The middle-aged man in white robes on the other side also took back Divine Sense, his eyes flashed, and he said lightly, "He looks so menacing, as if he is here to seek revenge."
While the middle-aged man in white robe took back Divine Sense, he glanced at the group of five people on the opposite bank. Without any cover-up by Sun Jiuhe, the five people had of course noticed the three men approaching in a menacing manner, but there was a hint of playful smile on their faces, which fell into the eyes of the middle-aged man in white robe.
A moment later, three figures roared through the sky, and then Sun Jiuhe saw the sinking golden palace gate, and his expression became more and more embarrassing.
He had felt that there were still several tyrannical auras here before, but he was worried about the middle-aged scholar in blue shirt whose cultivation was unfathomable, so he did not dare to use Divine Sense to detect randomly, for fear that Divine Sense would accidentally fall in the area where the middle-aged scholar in blue shirt was, and the consequences would be great, so he did not know the actual situation here.
"Brother Sun, we are late. The man has already passed by. I just don't know if he really entered the palace in the end.
The palace has already left! "
The person who flew in with Sun Jiuhe spoke up, and the aura of Foundation Establishment on his body was not hidden at all. He was a burly man with a beard, wearing lantern black trousers, a sleeveless thick shirt, with two thick and dark arms exposed.
Sun Jiuhe nodded indifferently, looked around, and took the lead to fly towards the five-person team. With his move, one of the five-person team, Foundation Establishment Middle Stage monk, stood up first, as if he knew that Sun Jiuhe was coming. The Foundation Establishment Middle Stage monk raised his hand to Sun Jiuhe, and then glanced at Sun Jiuhe's right hand unconsciously.
Although his glance was extremely hidden, Sun Jiuhe's perception was not slow. Although he was unhappy, he still whispered a few words to the monk with a cold face.
Then he flew back, not even bothering to say thank you. The five-person team looked at Sun Jiuhe's back, but they didn't show any displeasure.
"That kid has already entered. We need to wait here until tomorrow. We have to rely more on our two Daoist friends this time. Brother Yu made a big mistake this time, which made the two Daoist friends laugh."
At this time, Sun Jiuhe had regained his composure. He looked back at the lake with a gloomy face, forced a smile on his face, and said to the two people around him.
His right forearm has disappeared, but it has already been covered with Pill and wrapped with cloth. However, if he wants to restore the arm, he must either have the natural materials and earthly treasures that can be used to rebuild his body, or wait until he has cultivated Golden Core Realm and consume a lot of the Golden Core Realm power to regenerate the severed limb.
Of course, there are two ways, one is to retake the body, and the other is to let his master spend decades of hard work to restore it for him. The first method is too costly, and it will take longer for the body to reach the level of conformity after the body is taken. As for his master, he will not spend the mana gained from hard work for his broken arm.
From this, you can imagine Sun Jiuhe's hatred for Li Yan, which is heartbreaking.
"Didn't you notice at all that the poisonous cultivator you mentioned was actually casting a spell?" At this time, the monk on the other side of Sun Jiuhe showed a look of reluctance, and asked about Sun Jiuhe. He came here not to avenge Sun Jiuhe, but to see the poisonous cultivator who could make Sun Jiuhe defeated miserably in just one encounter.
This man had a feminine appearance, slender eyes, and a pale face, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time. He was tall and thin, and wore a purple gown like a walking hanging ghost. As he asked questions, he released Divine Sense again to explore the bottom of the lake.
Sun Jiuhe heard this
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The skin on his back twitched involuntarily, and then he sensed the direction of Divine Sense's probing. He knew what this person meant. He was looking for the amputated arm that he had cut off, and wanted to find out and study it.
But the overbearing force of the poison made Sun Jiuhe feel twitching in his heart when he thought about it now. If he had cut slower, he would have lost his entire arm. How could there be a broken arm at the bottom of the river now?
"Fellow Daoist Qiu, how can Brother Yu gain the prestige of another person? My Divine Sense poisoned this person without any notice at all, and the attack happened so fast that I had no time to react. In addition, it took me less than three breaths to detoxify. Otherwise, do you think I would cut off my arm?"
Sun Jiuhe suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and said with a slightly dissatisfied tone.
If this person is not a helper that he can find as soon as possible, he will not be willing to get so close to this person. There are few people in Duxiu who are willing to have close relationships.
The monk surnamed Qiu seemed not to hear the dissatisfaction in Sun Jiuhe's mouth. Divine Sense continued to scan Red Maple Pool for a while, and then took it back with regret.
At this time, the big man beside Sun Jiuhe nodded to Yi Ming and the middle-aged man in white robe in the distance. They were still acquainted. Sun Jiuhe saw this, thought about it, and walked towards the middle-aged man in white robe with a smile on his face.
Li Yan is flying in the dark red sky. The eleven people who entered first have disappeared without a trace. Even the "arrogant son of the palm" Bu Luo has disappeared. Thinking of Bu Luo, Li Yan thinks of the terrifying middle-aged scholar in blue shirt.
"He has really left. Otherwise, with his strength, why would he have to hide and enter? It seems that there is something else, or he went to the third floor of the tower." Li Yan Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a long breath. The feeling that the middle-aged scholar gave him was like that of his master Wei Zhongran, unfathomable, and his aura was as stable as the abyss of the sea.
No one would think that such a great cultivator would appear next to them, except of course someone from their own side.
Li Yan had just flown less than three miles, when suddenly there was a strong fluctuation of spiritual power on the side. Li Yan couldn't help but secretly shout "bad luck". As soon as he entered, he met others to kill him again, and there were two figures flying quickly in his direction. Li Yan tipped his toes to "Piercing the Clouds Willow", turned in the direction, and flew quickly in the other direction.
However, Li Yan only flew for a few miles before his expression darkened. The two figures also turned around and continued to fly towards him. Li Yan was not flying at full speed. His actions just now undoubtedly told the other two that he did not want to get involved in other people's affairs, and the other party was following him like a shadow.