The night talk between the five people was over in a hurry, because the reason was that people in the secular world or thought the world of immortal cultivation was too simple.

There are many people in the secular world who know it like Xin Wu. The determination of whether an immortal cultivator is strong or weak is based on whether he is older or not. They do not know that in the immortal cultivator's strength is actually based on the realm, and there are detailed divisions such as Qi refining, foundation building, and golden elixir. Each difference of one realm is huge.

The floating ice crystals that are not falling in the hands are the most obvious Five Elements spells, and they are also an obvious sign of entering the foundation building realm. Chang Xi knew very well that whether it was the competition with Qingfeng in the middle of the Qi Refining Realm or the trial of exploiting potential in Kuixing Pavilion, it was just a striking experience in the ivory tower, and there would be no real life and death crisis. And the demon apes and bat rats who fought with them in the deep forest under Xiu Peak that day were also monsters, and they were far less tricky and skillful than cultivators.

It can be said that Chang Xi has never had the experience of fighting against the Foundation Establishment Cultivator. It is not easy for the Foundation Establishment Cultivator to master the Five Elements Spells. Either he has been immersed in the Five Elements Spells for a long time, or he is taught by the masters behind him. No matter what, Chang Xi doesn't want to see any point. If the other party is just a casual cultivator who has just entered the early stage of the Foundation Establishment, Chang Xi asked himself that he could still fight. But if he had a higher level of cultivation, he would have gone without returning. Besides, a big family like the Lin family seems a little stretched to look at it. I think there may be more than one Foundation Establishment Cultivator in that backyard.

Before he knew it, the Lin Mansion became a whirlpool in quicksand that only wanted to devour people, pulling Chang Xi into the abyss that would never be restored little by little.

Chang Xi, who was lying on the bed, lifted the quilt and sat up, sweating profusely. The unoptimistic situation at the moment and the scene full of alertness flashed in his mind before, making him feel confused.

Yuehong, who was lying beside her, feeds half of the spiritual power he absorbs into Tianhuang's sword sheath. The pure spiritual power flows slowly along the mysterious patterns carved on the surface of the sword sheath, warming up Tianhuang's power at all times. Chang Xi grabbed Yuehong and recited the Sutra of Qing and Quiet, and finally wiped out the feeling of boredom in his body.

Suddenly, Chang Xi's ears moved slightly in the darkness, and the low Buddhist sound echoing in the room suddenly stopped. Chang Xi gently opened the corner of the wooden window and looked at a certain place, and a blue sky surged in his eyes, which were clearly black and white.

In the night, a figure rushed out of the city from the depths of Lin's mansion and disappeared into sight in a blink of an eye. Tonight, it happened to be dark clouds and the moonlight was not good, so I couldn't see the face of the man. However, the body and law alone were enough to tell that this man was not a martial arts practitioner in the world, and the direction of the man appeared, which was undoubtedly in the backyard!

"This person should be the foundation-building cultivator lurking in the Lin Mansion. He avoided everyone's eyes and ears in the middle of the night and went out of the city, he would definitely have some intentions. If he wanted to turn passive into initiative, he had to take risks. Should he follow him?"

Chang Xi had a war between heaven and man in his heart, and his clenched fists loosened and clenched them tightly. Finally, he gritted his teeth, put on a dark black suit and jumped out of the window, disappearing into the night.

...

Mu Fan stepped up one after another, and walked on the bluestone wall several feet high like a flat ground. He easily bypassed the guards patrolling the city and headed straight for a barren mountain outside the city.

Seeing his body style relaxed and freehand painting, he was extremely nervous at this moment.

He was originally a casual cultivator. When he passed by Qingyang City about a month ago, he was inexplicably tied up by a strange guy who was covered in a cloak that night. He was suddenly kidnapped by someone, even a clay figure would be angry, let alone a cultivator in the foundation building realm? But when he met the man in the cloak, he felt like he fell into an ice cave in an instant and he would never dare to move at all. He could not describe that kind of aura, and he could only make the spiritual platform in his dantian shaking at a glance, so he chose to surrender.

The man in the cloak fed him a strange Gu, whether life or death is all in the thought of the man in the cloak. With the instructions and help of the man in the cloak, all the life of the Lin family in the past was caused by him. After the Lin family's radical changes, the man in the cloak set up a soul-restoring array in the backyard of the Lin family, causing all the souls of the old Lin family to fall asleep. As for Lin Wei, who was already in love with money, power and women, only took a drop of ink liquid given by the man in the cloak, which aroused all the negative emotions accumulated in his heart. Thanks to the two, the Lin family has embarked on a path of no return.

Although the plan went well, Mu Fan still didn't know what the cloaked man intended. One month had passed, and the jade slip that the cloaked man had left him lit up tonight, asking him to go to the appointment on time. In his body, he had no choice, so Mu Fan naturally had no choice.

The wind in the forest was constantly rising at night, and Mu Fan, who was alert by nature, suddenly felt a strong feeling of being followed. However, after a few sudden turn, he didn't see anything suspicious. The spiritual power dozens of feet away from his body swam quietly across the forest, and there was no appearance. Mu Fan spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and spit out from the air, thinking in his heart that this dark moonlight, which was sunny or not, and the stinging cold wind in his ears were blocking the listening. Otherwise, if a slutty person followed him, could he hide it from him, a foundation-building cultivator?

Mu Fangang wanted to turn around and move forward, his eyes attracted by something. The horror in his eyes was as real as the essence. A cold breath that rushed straight to the sky's spiritual cover made him feel furious.

In his trembling eyes, a ghost figure appeared without warning on a hillside less than ten feet away from him. Under the extremely wide black cloak, only a pale mask could be seen clearly on his face. In addition, it was covered by a darkness. The cloak was swept up and the cloak was rushing, like a hideous demon clutch. A ray of moonlight popped out from the dark clouds, but it still couldn't illuminate the darkness under the cloak. A scarlet light flashed behind the pale mask, which made people shudder.

"Senior, I have come to my orders, what are you going to give me?"

Mu Fan swallowed his throat and fell down tremblingly. He lowered his head in front of the man in the cloak, not daring to look directly at him.

The scarlet light behind the mask shook, and the hoarse voice of the man in the cloak sounded in Mu Fan's ear as unpleasant as two pieces of rust iron rubbed, "You did everything I want you to do, it's great." The rust iron rubbed the sound, and the pale masks with only two luster holes suddenly twisted out of thin air, which was extremely terrifying!

Fortunately, Mu Fan kept bowing his head and didn't see it. If he saw the scene just now, he would definitely be frightened and unstable. However, at this time the voice of the man in the cloak fell into Mu Fan's ears as much as the sound of nature, and he hurriedly said: "It is an honor to serve the seniors, how dare you take credit?"

"The last thing you have to do, and you will be free when things are done."

The hoarse voice of the man in the cape was full of temptation and irresistible.

Mu Fan didn't know that his eyes were quietly covered with twisted and terrifying black lines, and he agreed repeatedly.

The corners of the hideous mouth on the mask on the face of the man in the cloak were even more terrifying. A withered finger pointed out at the jade slip that Mu Fan grabbed and said, "The things that were told are all in the jade slip. If it fails, I don't need to explain in detail." The man in the cloak raised his fingers, and an ugly insect suddenly appeared between his fingers. A wisp of black spiritual power surrounded the insect. Mu Fan suddenly felt like he could not be able to himself like a lonely boat in the storm, and he might die at any time. He immediately softened his feet and knelt down in front of the man in the cloak to beg for forgiveness.

"People must be afraid of death to live longer. Unlike some people, since they are not afraid of death, they cannot blame others for burying here." The man in the cloak looked away from Mu Fan and looked at somewhere empty in the forest. Hoarse laughter spread in the forest.

Mu Fan, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned, knowing that the man in the cloak was not referring to him, who would it be? Unexpectedly, as soon as his thoughts arose, a figure swept backwards in the woods more than a hundred feet behind him.

There is actually a third person here?!

"If the news leaks, you will die now."
Chapter completed!