Chapter 295 Linghu: Are you polite? Two hundred miles away, Li Xunhuan put down the Moon-Covering Bow. Fortunately, we arrived in time, otherwise we would have to collect the body of Master Linghu. Sin sin. With a smile in his eyes, he took a step forward. A auspicious cloud appeared under his feet and carried him to the battlefield. It’s not over yet. On the other side, on the battlefield. The four bodies were flashing with lightning all over, their spiritual energy was out of control, and even self-destruction was impossible. Their faces were filled with anxiety; how could they not know that this unknown monk in the dark was planning to capture them alive. No one understands disgusting methods better than the cultivator himself. In order to prevent certain tactics, the four of them, without hesitation, chose to let their Nascent Soul leave their bodies and run away with the storage bags.
The Nascent Soul can escape extremely quickly, which is why it is difficult to kill all of them. At this moment, Linghu's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he shouted, "Senior, these four people betrayed Tiannan, don't let them go." As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to give chase. To be precise, it's about escaping! Who knows what kind of strange personality this person has, so we must be on guard. However, when he flew less than a hundred feet away, the four Nascent Souls that had escaped just now came back, still flashing with lightning, dots connected to each other, like a lightning net that was locked. At that time, the four men begged for mercy. "Senior, have mercy on me." "I don't know if you can atone for your sins in person, Senior." "I am Grand Master Mulan, and I have something important to report to you. Please wait a moment, Senior." When Linghu saw the scene of the child crying for his parents, he couldn't help but twitch his mouth, and then he stopped quietly where he was. A moment later, when a cloud of good fortune fell from the sky, he bowed without even looking at it. "Yueguo Linghu thanks you for saving my life. I have no way to repay you. Please give me your orders. Linghu will do my best." People are fighting for their lives, while others are fighting for their lives, so we can only resign ourselves to fate. At this moment, a familiar voice came, which seemed to contain a hint of ridicule. "Master, I am looking for pleasure." Seeking pleasure? My disciple Li Xunhuan? Linghu was stunned and couldn't believe it. He has only been out for a few decades to gain experience, how is this possible! He quietly raised one eye and looked forward, only to see the person on the auspicious cloud wearing a familiar crown and black robes, with skin as white as jade, red lips and white teeth, and a slightly cold temperament. When he looked over, he nodded with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and his temperament suddenly became gentle and affectionate. He suddenly lowered his head, raised his arms, and said respectfully,
"Senior, you are joking. My talent is average and I am still stuck in the stage of forming a pill. How dare I be compared with you?" Above the auspicious clouds, Li Xunhuan burst into laughter. It seems that Master Linghu is unable to accept this surprise. That’s right, we must be vigilant outside the sect. Afterwards, he held the Qingfeng Sword in front of the opponent and transmitted his spiritual consciousness, "Spiritual Plant Husband's spell, the Finger of Cutting Life." The familiar Qingfeng sword was the one he gave as a gift, and the relationship between spiritual plants and human beings was also a secret of the Huangfeng Valley, especially the Jiesheng Finger, which only Li Xunhuan and his Taoist companion knew. He began to believe it. At that moment, auspicious clouds descended on him at a level that was parallel to his. Just within a few feet, Li Xunhuan, wearing a Three-Mountain Flying Phoenix Crown, bowed with his eyes lowered. "Xun Huan, meet the Master." He blinked, his eyes still blank, and he murmured foolishly, "Really, really looking for pleasure?" "You, how can you be a Yuanying?" Li Xun Huan coughed, deliberately glanced at the four people beside him, and reminded them softly, "Master, this is not the place to talk." "Ah, yes, yes." Linghu Muleng nodded and asked foolishly, "By the way, how do we deal with these four people?" How to deal with it? Li Xunhuan thought about it and realized that as the saying goes, everything happens for a reason. These four people must have some intentions against Linghu, and he had to find out. There is no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days. Therefore, it is better to search the soul to confirm it. However, he is a scholar and cannot do such a thing that goes against the harmony of nature. Well, just leave it to Master. "Master, why not search his soul? Perhaps you can find out something." Linghu didn't think much about it. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Gu Shuangpu's Nascent Soul in his palm. At the right moment, Gu Shuangpu screamed wildly, "Fellow Daoist, spare my life, you can't search me!" The next moment, Linghu injected his spiritual power into it and closed his eyes. However, not long after, Gu Shuangpu's Nascent Soul suddenly burst into flames and burned to death. After a series of soul searches, the great master also burned himself to death. The square-faced man from the Purple Gold Country and the cultivator named Yun became stupid and were killed immediately.
He frowned, looked grim, and said, "Xunhuan, let's leave first." "it is good." . . . Yueshan, in a small personal cave, Linghu told all the information obtained from the soul search. It turns out that the Demonic Yuling Sect, led by Gu Shuangpu, has been secretly infiltrating the Zijin Kingdom. After more than thirty years, after experiencing border wars and various secret means, most of the success has been achieved. The only remaining family, the shepherd family of the square-faced man, was also successfully persuaded recently. As a token of his loyalty, the square-faced man wanted to take action against Linghu. The old man surnamed Yun was the former supreme elder of the Ghost Spirit Sect. When the evil sect invaded Yue Kingdom last time, he betrayed the sect and joined the Yuling Sect. The restrictions on his soul were controlled by Gu Shuangpu. However, what no one knows is that Gu Shuangpu is Mulan's spy, and the Great Master was invited by Gu Shuangpu. However, from the memory of the Great Master, we learned that Mulan did not completely believe the spy's words. There is a second reason for this move. "Ten years later, Mulan Grassland will raise an army to attack the Nine Nations Alliance. The Grand Master is only here to fight a preliminary battle. If we can weaken the Nine Nations Alliance in advance, that would be the best. Therefore, we agree to Gu Shuangpu's request." Linghu sighed leisurely, glanced at Li Xunhuan, and said, "It's a pity that these things cannot be leaked out. After all, I, Linghu, am not at the level of defeating three cultivators of the same level and an early Nascent Soul cultivator." Blame me? Li Xunhuan rolled his eyes secretly. However, the description of the border war in the original novel flashed through his mind. Mulan Fashi, Tu Wu, and Yinluo Zong will appear in turn. On this loess grassland, a battle between hundreds of thousands of immortal cultivators broke out. Spiritual arts, demon beasts, ancient treasures, and large-scale lethal weapons appeared one after another, creating a very exciting scene. Of course, no matter how wonderful it is, he certainly doesn't yearn for it. He is a pacifist. At this time, Linghu also came back to his senses from the news of Mulan's invasion. Although I don’t know why Mulan regrouped so quickly, which seems abnormal, it’s good to invade. In this way, the demons had no energy to invade the Kingdom of Yue, which indirectly gave the Kingdom of Yue more time. Today, Li Xunhuan is in Nascent Soul stage, what about the future? The advantage is mine! . . . No words were spoken all night. On the second day, Linghu recovered from the battle and sat opposite Li Xunhuan again, drinking tea and chatting. He had a small question. "Yesterday, I hadn't detected you in my spiritual sense yet, but your attack came. So how far is the range of your spiritual sense?"
"Not much, only about two hundred miles." Hearing this, he sat up straight abruptly, his glasses widened as he stared at Li Xun Huan. That’s it? According to word of mouth in Huangfeng Valley, this is already the level of Queen Yuan. "Ahem, Xunhuan, show me your spiritual sense and let me see it." Li Xunhuan did as he was told. Linghu's mouth curled up slightly, then widened, and finally he burst into laughter. "I see. Your spiritual power is stronger than mine, who is in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Good, good." He looked at Li Xunhuan as if he were looking at a precious treasure. My disciple, he really has the potential to become a god! The great monk of the Empress Yuan? It's just a matter of time. (End of this chapter)