The thin monk in long gown withdrew his gaze from Mi Heng, and exchanged meaningful glances with the other two Foundation Establishment monks who had not spoken a word without leaving any trace, and they both smiled in understanding.
But at the same time, an evil fire arose in the skinny monk's heart. He thought of Fairy Miao's delicate body as white as snow and her charming beauty that was moaning softly under him, which really made him want to stop.
I remember that at the beginning, before Mi Heng came to the future, this wonderful fairy was not walking among them that night.
It was only after Mi Heng arrived and secretly killed two monks who had no regard for interacting with Fairy Miao that the remaining people stayed away from Fairy Miao.
The other two Foundation Establishment monks saw the dark meaning in the eyes of the thin monk in long robes, and couldn't help but understand it. Their eyes seemed to pass by Miao Fairy inadvertently.
Then they all looked towards the sky, and then slowly squinted their eyes, as if sensing the movement in the distance, but they had a different feeling in their hearts.
Fairy Miao clearly saw the instant reactions of the three slim monks in long robes, but she ignored them and disdained "people who are as timid as mice!"
Since Mi Heng came, she could no longer enjoy the joy of being together, which was a kind of torture for her. But Mi Heng's cultivation level is simply not comparable to that of others here, and he is so vicious that Miao Fairy herself does not dare to associate with others.
Mi Heng warned her that if he found out again, he would place a blood ban in her body, making her unable to survive or die.
However, looking at the crumbling formation in front, the people behind them also admired Mi Heng for a while. You must know that this formation was not broken by the village owner three times yesterday.
They knew that the owner's Divine Ability could withstand the attack of the Golden Core Realm, but Mi Heng was able to crack it to this extent. Although it took a long time, this Mi Heng was really powerful in the formation.
When an ordinary Foundation Establishment Realm formation mage breaks the formation that can withstand Golden Core Realm attacks, the backlash from breaking the ban would probably kill him, but Mi Heng, besides turning increasingly pale, managed to withstand the backlash of the formation's ban.
With such thoughts, several people actually forgot about the owner of the village for a while, not to mention they were not worried about the safety of the owner, but one thing still made them uneasy.
After a while, a Foundation Establishment monk who was looking at the horizon looked at the other people. After hesitation, he said, "The matter regarding the young village master... has extremely serious consequences. I didn't even contribute at all yesterday, so I'm afraid..." At the end of his words, the look of worry on his face became more intense.
As soon as he said these words, except for the short green-robed monk Foundation Establishment, the rest of the people who had some other fiery thoughts immediately cooled down.
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How could they not know that the young villa master was the darling of the villa master and his wife, and that his unexpected death had nothing to do with them at all, but thinking about the villa master's principle of always doing things based on temporary pleasure, they all couldn't help but feel chills running down their backs.
Even Miao Fairy's pretty face turned a little pale, and the look of fear in her eyes increased greatly.
The way the owner and his wife deal with people is not something they can bear, and the punishment they get every time they do something wrong makes them miserable.
As if they were cramping and peeling off their bones all the time, they just wanted to end their lives early, but they couldn't.
Even the short green-robed monk Foundation Establishment, who had never known the so-called, immediately trembled when he heard these words, and his fear was self-evident.
The thin man in the long gown was older after all, and his demeanor was the first to recover. He first looked back at the Qi Condensation disciples behind him with a sinister look.
They didn't deliberately lower their voices when they spoke here, and they were all immortal cultivators behind them, so of course they could still hear them.
Under the gaze of the thin monk in long gown, many Qi Condensation monks behind him felt their legs weaken and almost knelt on the ground.
They didn't want to hear these conversations, but the people in front of them seemed to be doing it on purpose and refused to let them hear.
So in the future, as long as these seniors suffer at the hands of the village owner, their fate can be imagined. If it doesn't work well, it is possible for a few to die.
Anyway, these Qi Condensation Stage monks were all arrested and had been restrained for a long time. They usually only do menial jobs.
With their cultivation level, letting them go would probably lead to death. Without knowing how to fly, although there are very few Demon Beasts here, the area is so vast that if they meet one, they probably won't be able to resist even one.
What's more, letting them go is just their best wish.
Only when these Qi Condensation Stage disciples can Foundation Establishment succeed, will their status be greatly improved. But then it will be the village owner's turn to personally plant a ban on them, let alone escape from this place.
I heard that the restriction planted by the owner of the village is more vicious. As long as the person who has been planted with the restriction has the slightest thought of resistance in his heart, the owner of the village will know it immediately.
As long as he has a thought, he will make your life worse than death, as if you are in the eighteenth level of purgatory all the time, and if he wants to take your life, it is just a matter of a thought.
The group of Qi Condensation Stage monks at the back all know that the people in front seem to have already twisted their minds.
Qu, as long as they suffer from the owner of the village, they will often take it out on their group of Qi Condensation Stage disciples, and they even like to kill and kill them.
So when the thin monks in long robes let them hear the conversation without any scruples, they were already trembling with fear, knowing that it was impossible to say how many people would disappear from this world today. They could only pray in their hearts that this disaster would not fall on themselves and let others bear it.
The thin monk in long robes looked at the people behind him with a dull expression. Every time he glanced at someone, that person's body trembled, and the trembling became more severe.
But until the end, the slender monk in long gown did not make a sound. He turned his head to Mi Heng in front of him and whispered.
"As long as Brother Mi can break this formation before the village owner comes back and we capture all the monks inside, it will be possible to offset the village owner's thunderous wrath. But I warn you, we must capture a few people alive and leave them to the village owner Soul Search."
After he finished speaking, several Foundation Establishment monks, including Fairy Miao, all nodded.
They are now in a remote location and are basically in a dormant state. They may not meet a monk for half a year. Therefore, in order to obtain news on weekdays, except for the external contact point of the village owner and his wife, the monks in the village rarely have contact with the outside world.
But the village owner and others also have to travel far to get the news, so often the village owner will grab a few more monks and bring them back, and slowly Soul Search them to get the most real situation.
These foreign monks who appeared here quietly this time must be targeting them, so of course they have to get the most accurate information from these outsiders.
And recently, several mysterious monks have come to look for the owner of the village. Their cultivation is unpredictable, and each of them has used magic to cover up their figure and appearance. Even Mi Heng, who has always been the most valued by the owner, does not know who they are. Only the owner, his wife and the young owner know.
But afterwards, several Foundation Establishment monks in the village were able to get some information from the owner of the village. They were about to have a "big event" and they must be extremely careful in their actions in the near future.
"You don't have to worry, break it for me!" At this moment, Mi Heng, who had been continuously firing the spells and sitting cross-legged in front of the formation, shouted lowly.
There was deep exhaustion and... a hint of pride in his voice. The first half of his sentence was addressed to the people behind him, but the second half was cheering to him.
Then, as soon as his words came out, everyone in the village hurriedly looked at him, and saw Mi Heng waving his hands in front of his chest like a violent wind and rain.
As he waved his hands, between his hands, a dazzling white light group was growing.
As the light group expands, its surface has
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The arcs intertwined and shone, making a "squeaking" sound, and the pressure emitted from the light group became stronger and stronger, and the white light on the surface was even more piercing, making it difficult for everyone to look directly.
At the same time, there were seven people lying, sitting, or standing in the formation, and many of them were staring anxiously at the person in front of them.
There was also a person sitting cross-legged at the front of the formation. He was facing the entrance of the formation, his face was as bloody as blood, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like earthworms, and his expression was ferocious.
There were still traces of blood at the corners of his mouth, and the white clothes on his chest were stained red by large swaths of blood, which had already dried and turned dark red.
This man is holding a palm-sized old bronze formation disk in his right hand, and he is constantly drawing runes in his left hand. As soon as these runes flash in the air, they will fall on the formation in front of him. Whenever the runes fall on the formation, the light on the formation, which is already unstable in light and dark, will become slightly more stable.
And this person's body trembled violently every time he drew a rune.
Ding Yushan stood behind the white-clothed formation master with his hands behind his hands. The flickering light from the formation illuminated his face with uncertainty. This time it was just a normal outing to gather information, but due to a wrong decision, the current life and death situation resulted.
Thinking of this, Ding Yushan couldn't help but feel upset. It was his reckless decision that might have cost them all their lives.
"Almost a day and a night have passed, and Wanli's transmission talisman was immediately sent out. But why did the reinforcements take so long to arrive? Could there be something wrong with the transmission talisman?"
Ding Yushan was anxious. There were ten people on their trip, but they were from three sects, and they were all under the jurisdiction of the Pure Land Sect.
Ding Yushan Ever since he and his junior brother Bao Wuxin came out of Northern Underworld Demon-Suppressing Tower's Red Maple Pool lower palace last year, they returned to the sect happily.
The sect that Ding Yushan became a disciple of was called "Fengxue Sect". Although the name sounded resounding, it was actually just a second-rate sect with only two Golden Core Realm masters in the sect.
His master is already in the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm, and his wife has just entered the early stage of the Golden Core Realm, which is only eleven years old.
Ding Yushan and his junior brother Bao Wuxin belong to the first and second senior brothers in the sect. Their cultivation level is also the highest among the disciples in the sect, and they have both reached Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
The two of them are only about fifty years old, and they are considered talented and intelligent people in the world of immortality.
The two of them are expected to form Golden Core Realm within a hundred years old, so among the junior brothers and sisters, they are like geniuses, and they are also the pride in the eyes of the master and his wife.
A second-rate sect can cultivate disciples who are not inferior to the four major sects. This is commendable for any sect.