In the northwest, Cuiwei Mountains, where Misty Sect resides.

Ordinary residents living in a nearby small town are queuing numbly, moving their eyes towards the city. The bustling and bustling streets on weekdays are desolate and lonely. A few figures flash by, and they seem to be walking in a hurry.

"Daddy, what are we doing?"

"Measure the spirit root."

Lingen?

The questioning child looked puzzled, and he carefully glanced at his anxious father, not understanding why his father's expression was so bad.

Isn't it a good thing to test Linggen?

He remembered that his mother once said that in ancient times, their ancestors were big landowners living in the west. In order to enter Taoism, they sold hundreds of mu of fertile land for money and came to live in a small town near the Misty Sect.

What the picture is, is that the descendants can successfully become monks by taking advantage of the convenience of the position.

Now that have the opportunity to test the spirit root and get close to the immortal, shouldn't be happy?

The child was confused and couldn't figure out what happened, but he was smart after all. Seeing his father's unwavering expression, he deeply buried the problem in his heart and followed the long line step by step.

I don't know how long they waited in line, but it was their turn soon, and they finally got a clear look at the Linggen test site.

It was a few strange-looking monks, sitting impatiently at the table, gesturing to every ordinary person in line to extend their hands.

The monk took out a knife and cut a bloody mouth on the man's finger, a black air floated up, and then the black air seeped into the wound.

"Okay, you have been selected, go in and stay."

The faces of ordinary people who were "chosen" instantly turned pale, and their legs trembled like chaff.

"Please, master, please spare me, please, master!"

"I don't know how to flatter!"

This ordinary person was kicked by the cultivator and dragged aside like a dead dog.

The people around were too scared to speak.

"Daddy!"

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the detection point, the child was finally afraid.

"This, this is not a spiritual root test, what is this doing?"

"This is the grace of the master to you!" The survivor monk standing in front of him grinned after hearing this.

"Don't even think about it. There are so many ordinary people, but only a few of them can practice. After you enter our sect, you can practice even dragons and insects. Isn't that great?"

"father!"

The closer they are, the more the child can feel that the breath of these people whose palms have been slashed and who have been invaded by black air is getting less and less.

Their bodies were stiff, but their eyes became brighter and brighter. The gaze they looked at others was not like a human, but more like a beast.

"Quick, go forward." The monk in charge of the test began to urge.

But ordinary people who have just seen other people's fate just linger in place trembling wherever they dare to step forward.

"Hurry up! Want to court death?"

Just when the monk was about to make a move, suddenly, a flash of sword light cut off one of the monk's hands.

"Is this the Misty Sect? My Hidden Clouds Sect monk has been ordered to capture our traitors. Why don't you open the door?"

Fairy of the Hidden Clouds Sect?

The eyes of the ordinary people in line were wide open, with surprise on their faces, they all backed away and hid behind the Hidden Clouds Sect monk.

"Hmph, what face does your defeated general have to shout?"

At the same time, the bereaved monk in charge of the test held his hand and snorted coldly, but still ordered the people around him to notify his superiors.

Ping City, Xu's house.

Master Mu Yue estimated the time and looked towards the sky.

"They should be at Misty Sect at this time, right?"

Since the orthodox monks have repeatedly suffered defeat at the hands of the survivors, this time Hidden Clouds Sect played, and they did not feel confident that they could defeat the survivors.

Just like what was discussed at the beginning, this time the Hidden Clouds Sect monks' goal was to investigate, and what they implemented was a strategy of smacking east and attacking west.

If the frontal conflict is the first battlefield, then the Xu family's courtyard is the second battlefield.

"Begin to prepare."

In the small courtyard, Ru Xu was sitting on a chair, and the gloomy puppet as the medium was placed on the table.

On the table under the puppet, a mysterious line was drawn. Although he couldn't understand it, he could vaguely see the ancient atmosphere contained in it.

"What is this?" asked curiously.

In terms of wisdom, of course Xu can't be called excellent, but he is also from a bereaved family and has seen many precious antiques and old objects. Therefore, he can clearly see that the painting style of this line is similar to those ancient objects.

"The emblem of the secret art." Master Mu Yue said casually.

So impatient.

He is not a fool, of course he knows that this is an emblem, what he wants to ask is where it comes from.

The Xu family is an ordinary cultivation family in Ping City, where can they get in touch with things at this level?

"Mr. Ru."

Seeing Xu fidgeting, Master Mu Yue writhed on the stool like a caterpillar, stomped his feet and said solemnly: "If you don't cooperate well, the secret technique fails this time, and Mr. An will have to come in person."

"..."

Such an instant put away inappropriate curiosity.

As Mu Yue said, only him and Zai Zai have the deepest bond with Qingdeng.Secret techniques are of course harmful to people, and Zai Zai is in a special state, so he can't let the child take risks.

One sentence solved the curious Xu, Mu Yue nodded in satisfaction, gave another order, and walked out the door.

Rong Xu is also making final preparations.

"All right?"

"yes."

"I'll pick someone up."

Seeing the lord's indifferent face, Master Mu Yue was still a little worried, and couldn't help but say, "My lord."

"?"

"Are you really going to do this?"

As far as she knew, the so-called secret technique would not only consume vitality and cultivation, but the Venerable Master, as the caster, also had to bear the risks involved.

If one is not careful, it is not impossible for his cultivation to regress or even threaten his life.

Moreover, in Mu Yue's opinion, it is not worth the high price that the Lord pays in order to contact Qingdeng.

"It's not how you weigh it." Rong Xu understood the implication of the subordinate's words at a glance, "If the value is not worth it, why did you become a demon cultivator?"

Mu Yue stopped talking.

She remembered her past. At that time, she and Suyue depended on each other for life. One day, Suyue was bullied. She was very annoyed, and after killing that person, she took the initiative to join the Demon Sect.

Is it worth becoming the magic cultivator that everyone shouted and beaten for the sake of family members?

Many people probably don't think it's necessary, but Mu Yue has never regretted it.

"……I understand."

Master Mu Yue turned sideways to get out of the way.This time, she really understood that the lord's importance to Mr. An was not just as simple as Mr. An was pregnant with the devil.

With people who value you, you can resist the loneliness brought about by the long years.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help being happy for the Lord.

On the other hand, Su Huaian didn't know about the discussion between Master Mu Yue and Rong Xu. He was doing ideological work with Zai Zai in his own room.

"I want to see Qingdeng later, you are not allowed to make trouble, you understand."

"Who is Qingdeng?"

As the due date is approaching, Zai Zai's spiritual sense is also full of a feeling of laziness. In addition, Su Huai'an has been busy all the time, and the opportunities for communication between the two are much less than before.

Now finally have time to talk, but Dad keeps mentioning another person, Zai Zai is a little unhappy.

"It's Abba's Abba."

Abba's...Abba?

Zai Zai thought for a while.

With Zai Zai's "experience", naturally he can't understand the word "grandfather", but he will think in another way, think about his feelings for Abba, and understand the importance of this person to Abba.

"Okay, good boy, don't worry, Dad."

Su Su Huai'an was almost petrified by this good boy.

Because of Zai Zai, he became in a very good mood, and when Rong Xu arrived, Su Huaian still had a smile on his face.

"Brother." Su Huaian greeted Rong Xu with a smile in his eyes.

Rong Xu was flicked by this smiling face, and looked away slightly, but in the next second, he couldn't help but take another look.

Su Huaian couldn't help laughing.

Since he noticed another side of his senior brother, he seemed to understand this person more and more.

If the indifference on senior brother's face is like an iceberg on the sea, then what is hidden under the calm is an extremely rich underwater world.

Lively, rich and interesting.

"What are you looking at?" Rong Xu asked.

"It's nothing, let's go." Su Su Huai'an withdrew his gaze in time before making his brother angry.

Speaking of leaving, Rong Xu's attention shifted to other aspects.

He found that today Su Huai'an had specially changed into new clothes that he had never seen before, a moon-white gown, jasper hairpins, and he looked delicate and handsome.

Along the way, he watched many times quietly.

Side by side, the two walked from the small courtyard where the bedroom was to the study.

The real Mu Yue who was waiting at the side glanced at the two with a smile and reported the latest progress.

"There must have been a fight over there."

Misty Sect.

The advance team is indeed menacing. Compared with the righteous monks of the alliance, the disciples of Hidden Clouds Sect are naturally inferior in cultivation.

But in comparison, they are more familiar with each other, and they cooperated when they fought.

After some fighting, the two sides were evenly matched.

"Escorting ordinary people away."

Struggles at this level, these ordinary people lacking the strength to even truss up a chicken are cannon fodder, and they can easily lose their lives. Seeing that the situation is getting worse, monk Hidden Clouds Sect separates out several people and takes them down the mountain.

"Master Monk."

The father who lined up whispered: "My family has relatives who work in the sect, and I have been there a few times, so I know something about the sect's situation..."

"Yes, I have also heard some news."

The local people can't wait to pour out all the things they know.

"Don't worry, speak slowly."

After a while, the monk in charge of the escort went up the mountain, came to the person in charge, and reported what he had just learned.

Beside the person in charge, several monks with inconsistent painting styles nodded and walked out quietly.

The monk wiped his sweat.

To be honest, it was the first time worked with magic cultivators, and it felt really different.

back mountain.

Taiping, who was practicing in the cave, opened his eyes.

"You nasty little bug." He could feel a few monks sneaking in in the back mountain of Misty Sect where he was retreating.

Go clean up these bugs first?

Tai Ping hesitated for a moment and didn't move, but after realizing that these annoying intruders were moving more and more, he stood up.

In order to prevent accidents, before leaving the cave, he put another seal on a box.

"Yes!"

In Ping City, thousands of miles away from Misty Mountain, Rong Xu opened his eyes, and the flame imprint on his forehead flashed past.

In the void, there seemed to be a ray of light that penetrated Ping City and Misty Sect, and landed on the two gloomy wooden puppets.

"Who the hell disturbed my sleep?"

A sleepy voice sounded from the gloomy wood, the tone filled with familiar irritability.

"Qingdeng?!" Ru Xu exclaimed in surprise.