Chapter 460 Ding Yushan

The thin monk in long gown withdrew his gaze from Mi Heng, and exchanged meaningful glances with the other two foundation-building monks who had not spoken a word without leaving any trace. They both understood each other and smiled in their hearts.

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 the charming beauty that was singing softly under him, which really made him happy every time. Can't stop.

I think back then, before Mi Heng came to the future, the wonderful fairy was not walking among them that night.

Only after Mi Heng arrived and secretly killed two monks who had no regard for interacting with Fairy Miao, the remaining people stayed away from Fairy Miao.

The other two foundation-building monks saw the dark meaning in the eyes of the thin and long-robed monk, 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 narrowed their eyes, as if sensing the movement in the distance, but they felt something else in their hearts.

Fairy Miao could clearly see the instant reaction 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 happiness 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 discovered it 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, several people at the back 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 the magical power of the village owner and could withstand the attack of the golden elixir. Mi Heng was able to break it to this extent. Although it took a long time, Mi Heng was still in the formation. Fa Yiyi is really powerful.

When an ordinary formation mage in the foundation-building stage breaks the formation that can withstand the attack of the golden elixir, the counter-shock force brought about by breaking the ban will probably kill him, but this Mi Heng In addition to his increasingly pale face, he was able to withstand the backlash of the formation's restrictions.

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-building monk looking towards the horizon looked at the other people. After hesitation, he still said, "The matter with the young village master... the consequences will be extremely serious. I If I didn't do anything yesterday, I'm afraid..." At the end of his sentence, the look of worry on his face became more intense.

As soon as he said these words, except for the short green-robed foundation-building monk, the rest of the people who had just had other fiery thoughts were immediately cooled down.

How could they not know that the young village owner is the owner andThe accidental death of Madam's sweetheart had nothing to do with them, but thinking about the owner's principle of always doing things based on temporary interests, everyone couldn't help but feel chills on 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 village owner and his wife deal with people is not something they can bear. 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 foundation-building monk, who had never known anything about it, immediately trembled when he heard these words, and his fear was self-evident.

After all, the thin man in the long gown was older, and his demeanor was the first to recover. He first looked back at the group of Qi Condensation disciples behind him with a sinister look.

They did not deliberately lower their voices when they spoke here, and there were immortal cultivators behind them, so of course they could still hear them.

Under the look of the thin monk in long robes, many of the Qi Condensing monks behind him felt their legs weaken and almost knelt on the ground.

They didn’t want to hear these conversations, but the first few people seemed to be deliberately not transmitting the sound to let them hear.

Then, 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 captured and have been restrained for a long time. They usually only do menial jobs.

With their cultivation level, letting them go would probably lead to death. Since they can’t fly, although there are very few monsters here, the area is so vast that if they encounter one, they will probably meet each other. Can't resist it.

What's more, letting them go is just their best wish.

Only when these Qi Condensation Stage disciples can successfully build the foundation, will their status be greatly improved. But then it will be the village owner's turn to personally plant restrictions on them, let alone escape. here.

I heard that the ban planted by the village owner is more vicious. As long as the person who has been planted with the ban has the slightest thought of resistance in his heart, the village owner 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 of them seem to have their hearts twisted. As long as they suffer from the owner of the village, they will often vent it on their group of Qi Condensation Stage disciples. , even like to kill and then be quick.

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So when the thin monks in long robes let them hear the conversation without any scruples, they were already trembling with fear, knowing that there was no telling how many more people would disappear from this world today., I can only pray in my heart that this disaster will not fall on myself and let others bear it.

The thin monk in long gown looked blankly at the people behind him. Every time he glanced at someone, that person's body trembled, and the trembling became even more severe.

But until the end, the thin monk in long gown did not say anything. 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 in it, it is 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 owner to search for their souls."

After he finished speaking, several foundation-building monks, including Miao Fairy, nodded.

They are now in a remote location and are basically in a state of dormancy. They may not meet a monk for half a year. Therefore, in order to obtain information on weekdays, except for the external contact point of the village owner and his wife, there are very few monks in the village. Contact with the outside world.

But the village owner and the 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 search for their souls 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 profound and unpredictable. They all use magic to hide their figure and appearance. Even the monk who has always been the most valued by the owner Mi Heng didn't even know who the visitor was, only the owner, his wife and the young owner knew.

But afterwards, several foundation-building monks in the village were able to get some word from the village owner that their "big event" was about to happen, and they must be extremely careful in their actions in the near future.

"Don't worry, break it for me!" At this moment, Mi Heng, who had been continuously playing 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's hands waving in front of his chest like a violent storm.

As he waved his hands, between his hands, a dazzling blazing white light group was growing.

As the light group expanded, electric arcs intertwined and shone on its surface, making a "squeaking" sound. The pressure emitted from the light group became stronger and stronger, and the white light on the surface stung everyone. Can't look straight.

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 blood-red, and the veins on his forehead were bulging like earthworms, and his expression was ferocious. color.

The corners of his mouth still haveThere were a few traces of blood, and the white clothes on the chest were stained red by large amounts of blood. It had already dried and turned dark red.

This man is holding a palm-sized old bronze formation plate in his right hand, and his left hand is constantly drawing runes. As soon as these runes flash in the air, they will fall towards the formation in front of him. On top of it, whenever runes fall on the formation, which is already an unstable light, the light on it 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 back. The flickering light on the formation illuminated his face with uncertainty. This time it was just a normal outing to gather information, but because of a Wrong decisions caused the current life and death situation.

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 has been transmitted immediately. But why are the reinforcements so late in coming? Is there something wrong with the transmission talisman?"

Ding Yushan returned to the sect happily after he and his junior brother Bao Wuxin came out of the palace under the Red Maple Pond of the Demon Tower in Beiming Town last year.

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 elixir masters in the sect.

His master is already in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, while his wife has just entered the early stage of the Golden Elixir, which is only eleven years old.

Ding Yushan and his junior brother Bao Wuxin are the senior and second senior brothers in the sect. Their cultivation is also the highest among the disciples in the sect, and they have both reached the late stage of foundation building.

The two of them are only about fifty years old, and they are considered talented and intelligent people in the world of immortality.

Both of them are expected to form a golden elixir within a hundred years of age, so among all the junior brothers and sisters, they are like geniuses, and they are also the pride in the eyes of the master and his wife.

It is commendable for any sect that a second-rate sect can cultivate disciples who are not inferior to the four major sects.