Dear Lingshi

"Let's go! Let's go to the west gate and take a look!" Hou Xuetong thought for a while and said to Uncle Hu.

Upon hearing this, Uncle Hu nodded, and he and Hou Xuetong changed direction and headed west.

When the two were about to reach the west gate, Uncle Hu suddenly stopped and said to Hou Xuetong: "Go back, it's too risky for you to follow me. Duobao Pavilion can't do without you!"

Hou Xuetong naturally understood what Uncle Hu meant, and hurriedly said, "Uncle Hu, you must not do that. I will escort you out of the city. Otherwise, when the Pavilion Master comes back, I won't be able to explain to him!"

"Listen to me and go back!" Uncle Hu looked angry.

Hou Xuetong didn't dare to disobey Uncle Hu's words, so he turned around and hid in a small alley, watching Uncle Hu walk towards the west gate quietly.

Suddenly, Hou Xuetong seemed to have thought of something, and quickly took out the sound transmission stone and shouted inside: "Everyone near the west gate, gather here immediately."

Just as Hou Xuetong took back the voice stone, a passerby behind him suddenly walked towards him. Hou Xuetong noticed it and turned around immediately.

"Chief!" When the man saw Hou Xuetong turning around, he quickly bowed to him respectfully.

At this moment, several ordinary pedestrians on the road also gathered here.

"Lord Chief!"

Hou Xuetong looked at the four people standing in front of him, and immediately pulled them into the alley. After giving them a series of instructions, the four people split into two teams, mixed in the crowd, and walked towards the west gate.

Uncle Hu had already arrived at the entrance of the west gate at this time, and he also discovered that there was a spiritual consciousness in the dark investigating him.

Even though Uncle Hu had changed his appearance and aura, he still couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Now he could only walk forward while silently praying that he would not be discovered.

At this critical moment, suddenly, the crowd behind Uncle Hu broke out into a commotion, and four people started to quarrel loudly behind the crowd, and even showed signs of wanting to fight.

The noise immediately attracted the attention of all the monks at the city gate, and even the monks guarding the city gate hurried over to stop the behavior of the few people.

Uncle Hu didn't think much about it and took this good opportunity to quickly walk out of the city.

Even though the distance was only two or three meters, Uncle Hu's heart was in his throat. At this moment, he stepped out of the city gate and saw that no one noticed him, so he felt relieved.

But at this moment, a low and playful voice came from behind a stone nearby: "Are you in such a hurry to leave the city? Are you feeling guilty?"

Uncle Hu was shocked when he heard this and wanted to escape on his sword immediately, but he changed his mind and quickly suppressed the idea.

"What does my desire to leave the city have to do with the thieves?" Uncle Hu looked at the stone indifferently, and saw a middle-aged monk exuding a dangerous aura walking out from behind the stone with his hands behind his back.

"Haha! If he is a thief, just follow me and we'll know!" The middle-aged cultivator approached Uncle Hu while speaking. At the same time, a group of Foundation Establishment cultivators suddenly appeared around him and surrounded Uncle Hu.

Uncle Hu saw this and stopped pretending. He directly summoned his own flying sword and performed the Ten Thousand Silk Tribulations.

"It's indeed a sword cultivator, a guy who hides his head and shows his tail!" The middle-aged cultivator shouted, and a golden ball that had been hidden in his hand was shot directly at Uncle Hu.

The sphere exploded in mid-air and turned into a large metal net with a radius of thirty or four meters, which directly covered Uncle Hu's head.

Uncle Hu was horrified when he saw this, and quickly controlled the sword to cut towards the net.

Suddenly, the sword threads and the big net sparked countless sparks in the air.

Uncle Hu's eyes fixed when he saw this, he saw that the big net was not damaged at all by the cutting of the flying sword and continued to cover him.

You know, Uncle Hu’s current natal flying sword has already reached the level of a top-grade spiritual weapon.

Uncle Hu didn't have time to think about it, and immediately gathered his true energy to his legs. He wanted to use the Fuyun escape technique to escape from the range of the net.

"A Foundation Establishment Stage expert wants to escape from my hands? That's just wishful thinking!"

At this moment, a low voice came from behind Uncle Hu. The middle-aged cultivator had come behind him at some point. He was emitting a strong aura of oppression that completely locked onto him. The Foundation Establishment cultivators around him were also staring at Uncle Hu with eager eyes.

Uncle Hu didn't dare to move. He felt that if he moved again, he would be killed on the spot.

“That’s right!” Watching Uncle Hu put away his flying sword, the middle-aged monk caught Uncle Hu in a big net, then stepped forward and tapped Uncle Hu’s body several times to seal Uncle Hu’s meridians. Uncle Hu’s true energy could not flow immediately, and his changed face returned to its original appearance. Fortunately, even though his real face was now, it was still very different from the appearance of the murderer on the wanted poster.

"Take him away!" After controlling Uncle Hu, this man didn't care whether Uncle Hu was the murderer on the wanted list or not. He just gave an order to the group of Foundation Establishment cultivators around him and walked towards the city on his own.

Hou Xuetong, who was standing in the alley and watching, felt a pang in his heart when he saw Uncle Hu being caught by everyone. He suddenly became anxious. He didn't know how to explain to Pavilion Master Bai, and he would not know what to do if Lu Yunsheng came back.

Hou Xuetong stood there and turned around anxiously. Then he walked out of the city. This important matter had to be reported to Pavilion Master Bai, who would have to make the final decision.

Jinyun Tower, as the name suggests, is golden all over and reaches up to the clouds. It is one of the tallest buildings in Xianyou City.

All the cultivators in Xianyou City were afraid of the Golden Cloud Tower, because there were eighty-one Golden Core Stage cultivators in the Golden Cloud Tower, all of whom worked for the Ye family.

Uncle Hu was captured by a group of people and taken back to Jinyun Tower and sent directly to the dungeon.

At this time, there were more than ten sword cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage imprisoned in the dungeon. They were being interrogated one by one by several Jindan cultivators. Even the Qiankun bags they carried were searched one by one.

Of course, cultivators who are not suspicious will be released safely. Even a powerful family like the Ye family does not dare to go too far in Xianyou City.

The Jindan-stage cultivator who caught Uncle Hu asked Uncle Hu to sit on a stool nearby, and asked Uncle Hu with a smile on his face: "Take out your Qiankun bag first."

Uncle Hu sat on the stool and turned a deaf ear to what was said. Seeing Uncle Hu like this, the monk had no choice but to walk up to him and tear the Qiankun bag off Uncle Hu's waist.

Uncle Hu's meridians were blocked at this time, leaving him no room for resistance.

The monk opened Uncle Hu's Qiankun bag and his eyes lit up immediately. He immediately asked Uncle Hu with a suspicious look on his face: "How come you have so many elixirs and spirit stones in it?"

After hearing this, Uncle Hu closed his eyes and began to rest.

"How dare you be a rolling pin here? You won't cry until you see the coffin!" After saying this, the man winked at the two Foundation Establishment cultivators beside him.