The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

The circular valley is like a big bowl with smooth and steep walls, trapping the small insects at the bottom of the bowl unable to spread their wings.

At this moment, Yu Xiaochong touched the valley wall, looked up at the endless peak, frowned slightly, and tried to stick the long sword in his hand on the mountain wall and climb up.

“Ahhh!”

Yu Mian squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, patted his buttocks, stood up and jumped, and tried again along the same route... until his buttocks were stained with yellow soil, and he gave up reluctantly.

If this is a real place, there should be a way out. Even a formation can have flaws!

She picked up the dusty Qingfeng sword and decided to walk along the valley. There couldn't be no way out at all.

If you just wait, you will die. You might as well give it a try.

She leaned on her legs and walked counterclockwise along the edge, from bright sunlight to dusk.

There are stars in the sky, but no moonlight.

When Yu Mian was feeling a little discouraged, there seemed to be light at the end of the tunnel. A small broken mountain wall appeared before him, with a gap in the shape of an inverted "V" more than two meters high.

There were rugged rocks on the ground, and it felt precarious. Without caring too much, Yu Mian put the sword to his head and crawled in.

The place is isolated from the light and is a bit dark.

Yu Mian suddenly got inspired and took out the top-grade spirit stone from his Qiankun bag. The spiritual energy of the top-grade spirit stone would naturally dissipate, producing a little fluorescence.

Relying on this little light, she groped her way inside little by little. The cave on the mountain wall did not seem to be formed naturally. A faint smell of swords and knives could be seen near the stone wall.

Looking at the sharp and decisive lines, she subconsciously stopped.

No, no, according to the plot of the novel, there might be someone's skeleton or soul in here.

It’s better not to go in. It’s good to hide here.

Safety first.

She sat down cross-legged on the spot, trying to figure out why she could hardly use her spiritual power. She held a top-grade spiritual stone in her hand and tried to absorb spiritual power.

Lihuo Fu, rise!

The talisman on the fingertips flickered with a faint spiritual power, like an oil lamp slowly lighting up, which was much brighter than the spirit stone.

It turned out that there was almost no spiritual factor in the space medium here, it was as dry as the Taklamakan Desert, so spiritual power was difficult to conduct.

Therefore, as long as you carry the best quality spirit stones with you, you can release some of them.

Yu Mian didn't realize that the simple spirit gathering formation she had set up was secretly drawing away her spiritual power and floating towards the depths where she didn't continue forward.

It slowly dissipated at the beginning, and then the spiritual power seemed to be sucked away, leaving almost nothing for Yu Mian.

She opened her eyes wide and looked at the spirit stones beside her, and began to pack them up hurriedly.

Who is it? How can you steal someone's spiritual energy?

Just when she was about to put away the last spirit stone, a suction force dragged her directly into the abyss.

"What the hell! A monster?!"

"I go!!"

Yu Mian grabbed the ground with his ten fingers, his eyes widened, and the tips of his nails were broken, but he still couldn't resist and was pulled in.

After passing a tunnel, she was thrown to the ground with her buttocks, and a warm hand patted her shoulder...

Yu Mian took a closer look and saw a ghost claw emitting faint fluorescence on her. She suddenly seemed to have reverted to her roots and was about to run away on all fours, but was held down by that hand.

A dull sigh was heard in the air, and the sound seemed to ring right next to her ears, bringing a chill.

"Senior...Senior, I have no intention of offending you. I am just a mere foundation-building cultivator with nothing of my own. Won't you let me go?!" Yu Mian's body could not move, but her mouth could move. She talked very fast and gave in very quickly.

In fact, he secretly picked up the talisman in his hand and even grabbed the magic weapon.

In the dim shadows, the owner of the hand took a step forward, and a woman with no agility revealed her true identity. She stretched out her five fingers and knocked on Yu Mian's head.

"Nothing? Aren't there plenty of top-grade spirit stones?!"

"Take some out!" she instructed.

It was not that Yu Mian wanted to see, but the other person was really bright. His eyes actively went towards the light source and saw a stunning beauty wearing a colorful feathered dress with a green phoenix feather painted on the end of her eyebrow.

Yu Mian's heart skipped a beat and he silently stuffed the handle of the feather fan back into his Qiankun bag.

This is a senior demon cultivator from the Winged Clan. This thing must not be discovered.

She hesitated whether to hand over the spirit stone, because it was obvious that the other party relied on spiritual energy to appear. If she gave the spirit stone, wouldn't she really become a fish on the chopping board?

How about giving it a try! ?

As soon as she raised her eyes, she was hit on the forehead again, "Little monk, don't play any tricks!"

"Look at your attire, you are from the Delusion Immortal Sect, right?! You should call me Grandmother Grandma when you see me."

"Hurry up, don't dawdle, or your grandmother will die."

She squatted down and poked Yu Mian who was controlled by her. Looking at the expression of this little disciple who looked like a punching bag, an amused smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Yu Mian was still a little bit unconvinced, but since he was under someone else's roof, he had no choice but to give in.

He obediently took out the few spirit stones from the spirit gathering array that he had just used, and the next second, they were snatched away by the person who claimed to be the founder.

Within two seconds, it shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

Feng Ling jumped, feeling the more solid soul, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Little cultivator, my name is Feng Ling. I am the 771st generation disciple of the Delusion Immortal Sect and the master of Qingfeng Mountain in Qingzhu Mountain."

"I wonder if the current master of Qingzhu Mountain is Yunque?" She remembered that her junior sister was the only one left in Qingzhu Mountain at that time.

Her facial features are lively, with a sense of pause and movement like a bird, and there is a trace of nostalgia for the old friends in her eyes.

Yu Mian then came to his senses. The current master of Qingzhu Mountain was Uncle Fu Qing, who was originally a disciple of Yufu Mountain.

I think the only possible situation in this situation is that all the disciples of Qingzhu Mountain, including the mountain master... are wiped out.

Yu Mian stammered twice, and said hesitantly: "The current master of Qingzhu Mountain is Venerable Fu Qing..."

"Skylark's Taoist name is Fu...!?" Feng Ling raised her voice, and then instantly realized that Skylark didn't practice talismans, so how could he choose a Taoist name related to the way of talismans...

And why is this name so similar to the name of the fifth disciple accepted by the senior sister...

Her eyes dimmed, and she asked with a barely perceptible sadness in her tone, "But, nephew Fu Qing from Yu...Fushan?"

Yu Mian nodded, with waves of shock in his heart. He called Fifth Uncle "Junior Sister?" Then wouldn't she be the senior sister of Master's Master?

Can you ask her what happened in the past?

"Are you really a senior from the Wangxian Sect?" Yu Mian needed evidence.