Each sect wears uniform clothing, which looks very neat and uniform.

However, there were also some independent cultivators, and they seemed to be huddled together in a corner.

When Yun Zheng saw this, she knew which direction she should go.

She wanted to go to the gathering place of independent cultivators. After she exchanged glances with Wu Lin, the two of them headed towards the gathering place of independent cultivators in the right corner.

The combination of the girl in red and the young boy in golden robe is eye-catching. They are both as stunning as people walking out of a painting.

Many people's eyes fell on the two of them, with some naked or hidden expressions of scrutiny and inquiry.

At this moment, in the Tianman Sect's team, the handsome man who seemed unruly and was sitting on a chair suddenly sat up straight, and his eyes suddenly fell on the gathering place of independent cultivators in the distance opposite.

He stared intently at the red figure.

Why did he feel that the figure and back of this girl in red were very similar to that of the young ancestor of the Five Elements Spiritual Sect?

"Brother Lang, what are you looking at?" a handsome young man asked curiously.

Then, the young man followed Xiao Yilang's gaze and found two eye-catching figures in the gathering place of the wandering cultivators.

The red-dressed girl and the golden-robed young boy each sat on a small stool. They looked pleasing to the eye. At first glance, they looked like two well-behaved little disciples waiting for their elders to arrive.

Wen Heming said in surprise, "Hey, how come such a young brother and sister have sneaked in among the wandering cultivators?"

Hearing the word "sister and brother", Xiao Yilang's frown relaxed a little. He must have seen it wrong. The little ancestor didn't have a brother at all.

"Mind your own business." Xiao Yilang raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wen Heming laughed and said, "Brother Lang, don't be angry."

"It is said that the leader of the Seven Killing Sect is also on his way."

Xiao Yilang was stunned when he heard his last sentence.

During this period of time, no leader of a ten-rate sect had personally arrived...

Now that the leader of the Seven Killings Sect has arrived, things seem to be getting more and more interesting.

…

After Yun Zheng and Wu Lin took out a small stool and sat down, Erbai also slipped back into the space. It was afraid that those female cultivators would touch it.

When Erbai thought of this, he got goosebumps.

Next to them was a dark-skinned middle-aged man who was a casual cultivator.

The uncle looked at them and asked, "Are you also independent cultivators? Did you run away without telling your families?"

The uncle asked sincerely, with a hint of disapproval and a hint of worry in his eyes.

Before Yun Zheng and the others could say anything, the uncle looked around, then lowered his voice mysteriously and said in a warning tone: "You two should go back. There are many people with bad intentions in our gathering place for independent cultivators. They will not only rob you, but also kill you."

"Listen to uncle's advice and go back quickly."

When Wu Lin heard this, he smiled with an ambiguous meaning. He looked at his master, wanting to see how she would respond.

Yun Zheng laughed, turned her head and looked up at the uncle in front of her with a dark face but a somewhat honest look.

She raised an eyebrow and deliberately made her voice hoarse.

"In fact, I am already eight hundred years old. During my training a few years ago, I accidentally found a magical elixir that allowed me to restore my appearance and body to that of a teenager."

The uncle's dark face suddenly showed an expression of shock.

Yun Zheng remained calm and pointed at Wu Lin beside her, "This is my last disciple, Xiao Wu."

Wu Lin's eyelids jumped: "..."

Old me?

The master actually said that. She is obviously only in her teens, but she insists on saying that she is about 800 years old.

Wu Lin looked at the uncle silently.

At this moment, the uncle's expression changed from shock to staring at Yun Zheng with a strange look, his face changing constantly, and finally he showed an awkward smile.

The uncle laughed dryly and bowed to Yun Zheng.

"Haha, I'm the junior who didn't know this. I apologize to you, senior."

Yun Zheng waved her hands and smiled shyly, "No need to apologize, I'm actually quite happy that you praised me for looking like a little girl."

The uncle had an indescribable look on his face, as if he had eaten a fly.

Everyone in the gathering place for independent cultivators heard the conversation between Yun Zheng and the uncle, and knew that she was not an ordinary girl but an old witch who had lived for eight hundred years...

Some people with ill intentions, half believing and half doubting, slightly restrained their thoughts of dealing with the two of them.

Most of the people in the gathering place of independent cultivators did not quite believe her words, and a small number of them were half-believing and half-doubting, but no one would cause trouble at this juncture.

because--

It's time for them to work together to break the ban!

An old man with neatly combed white hair raised his arm and shouted loudly:

"Fellow Daoists, follow me to break this restriction!"

"Okay!" Hundreds of people said in unison.

Hundreds of people approached the front of the foggy swamp, and then began to skillfully gather their spiritual power, preparing to break through the restriction.

Yun Zheng raised her eyebrows and was about to pull Wu Lin to help them when she suddenly looked up at the sky.

The dark clouds that were originally slowly dissipating were now gradually covering the sky above the restriction, giving the impression that a storm was about to come.

Yun Zheng's footsteps suddenly stopped.

Wu Lin took two steps and found that Yun Zheng had not caught up. He turned around and looked at her, "Master, what's wrong?"

"etc."

Just as Yun Zheng finished saying this, there was an explosion sound in front of her, and the spiritual power of hundreds of people attacked the restriction together.

The originally transparent restriction gradually became visible, emitting a faint black light, which became more and more obvious under the attacks of the crowd.

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