Chapter 272: The monk's dumplings fell from the sky
"Lin Du, come here, I want a hint of your breath on the red rope."
"Got it. Coming."
Lin Du stopped caring about Yue Han and Huang Xuan and took away the box of spirit crystals on the ground. "You can leave if you want, but you'd better hide first, or find my nephews. You were targeted before you showed up at Feng'an Chamber of Commerce."
"There are at least two people following us. They must be a gang. If you follow us, they will not dare to act rashly. But if you are alone, they will definitely take action."
"Although I don't know if you can understand, I don't want you to avoid us Zhongzhou righteous monks like snakes and scorpions. If possible, maybe we will be in the same camp in the future."
After Lin Du finished speaking, he was lightly lured away by the power of the moonlight without even waving his sleeves.
Yue Han froze in place, then turned his head stiffly, "What did she just mean?"
He didn't understand a word I said.
Huang Xuan's face turned pale. It turned out that he had never understood that person.
"What did that guy just call Zhen Liu? Lin Du?" Yue Han imitated it, "Why does it sound familiar?"
Huang Xuan's eyes widened. "The first on the Qingyun list, Lin Du, the only disciple of Immortal Venerable Yanye, is the genius formation master who broke through the evil formation at the age of 22 in the Zhongzhou legend that you like to hear the most. In other words, he is the 99th generation closed disciple of the Supreme Sect, the first sect in Zhongzhou."
He now finally understood why that man took the initiative to come forward and lead them away.
It was not only because they had revealed their wealth, but also because as disciples of the number one sect in Zhongzhou, they could not allow the young master of a big family in the demon world to suffer in their hands.
The relationship between human cultivators and the demon race is sensitive, like a thin layer of paper that will break at the touch of a finger. No matter which side is following them, given the young master's temperament, I'm afraid they will have some psychological shadows on the cultivators of Zhongzhou.
Yue Han obviously didn't think so much, but after hearing Lin Du's true identity, his eyes widened, "She is the one, the formation master I talked about every day before! I was wondering why she is so powerful!"
"Huang Xuan, look! She is such a good person!"
Huang Xuan was silent for a moment, thinking that if he ignored the bandit but reasonable behavior of the strange real people in the Supreme Sect in the demon world, then the Supreme Sect still had more good people. After all, they only targeted the evil demon cultivators who were lawless, eat people and beasts.
But what he cares more about is who is following them?
The spiritual weapons that conceal their aura allow them to blend into the crowd. It would be fine if they were just after their money, but what if they were after their lives?
Huang Xuan frowned. It was impossible for Lin Du to lie about this. It was obvious that she was more perceptive and better at making inferences than them.
"Young Master, there may be great danger next. Let's wait for the other disciples of the Supreme Sect."
As they were talking, Yan Qing, Yuan Ye, and Xia Tianwu had already arrived in the lobby. When they saw the two of them, they asked curiously, "Where is Junior Master? Isn't he with you?"
"Could it be that there is some special inheritance that has not yet been completed?" Yuan Ye thought about it. After all, Lin Du was the one who activated nineteen vestiges of the past.
Huang Xuan looked at the people in front of him with a complicated expression, thinking about the identity of the 100th generation new disciple of the Supreme Sect reported in the official bulletin, Le Xiu... Yuan Ye?
The sword practitioner is Yan Qing, and the medical practitioner is Xia Tianwu, the disciple of the Living Judge.
Huang Xuan was in despair. No wonder these people were so weird. Even Le Xiu and Yi Xiu were so good at fighting.
He has always been thinking, is it possible that Zhongzhou is full of hidden talents? They are so terrifying at such a young age, and they are all disciples of the Supreme Sect.
That makes perfect sense.
Huang Xuan swallowed hard, "Lin Du is now with Han Yueling, probably swallowing the origin of the world."
"Oh," the three nodded, "Huh?"
They all looked at Huang Xuan, their brains working frantically. When did the junior master reveal his cards?
No? What is Junior Master doing? Who is he with?
What does it mean to swallow the origin of the world?
These three people were so confused by these few words that they couldn't understand what was going on.
Yuan Ye took a deep breath, "As expected of you, Junior Master! You never take the usual paths or dig out the usual treasures!"
The biggest one as soon as it arrives!
The three of them did not feel any fear at all, only admiration and excitement. Huang Xuan said numbly, "Let's gather together and go together."
Now he doesn't really want to run alone.
Although it's always unexpected to be with a bunch of weird geniuses, it's definitely worth the price of admission.
As soon as they finished speaking, they felt a huge vibration under their feet.
The feeling of vibration is somewhat familiar, yet somewhat strange.
Huang Xuan and Yue Han were so furious that they wished they could turn back into their original forms and escape. The huge fear hung over their hearts like a ghost and controlled their brains.
"It seems that this palace is about to close. Let's go out and wait for Junior Uncle-Master." Since Lin Du and Mo Lin were not there, Xia Tianwu was in charge.
Xia Tian said nothing, and several people followed him out obediently. Soon they found that the vibration was not a sign of the palace closing, but the entire secret realm was shaking.
A kind of earth-shattering, doomsday-like earthquake.
If there were any native animals in this secret realm, they would have formed a beast tide by now.
The few demon cultivators that had just been spit out by the Full Moon Temple had previously looked like human beings and used illusions to maintain their human form. But now they were suddenly puffed up and could no longer maintain the illusion. Either ears, tails, or claws appeared, as well as fish heads and crab claws.
Yuan Ye and Yan Qing were teased.
Yue Han's bloodline is pure, so it is easy for him to transform. With the help of his mental method, he can completely maintain his human form. It is not too difficult to control this instinct.
But Huang Xuan couldn't control his instinct, and he turned back into an oriole, covering his face with his wings in despair.
The instincts of animals really cannot compare to the self-control of humans.
But the human cultivators were not in a much better situation. With the feeling that the heaven and earth were collapsing, countless miners ignored the control and shouting of the Chamber of Commerce and swarmed out of the mine.
"No, what on earth is going on? Even if the secret realm is about to be closed, there shouldn't be such a big commotion, right?"
"Why does this sound so familiar?" a Chamber of Commerce manager muttered to himself while busy evacuating the crowd.
The second shopkeeper beside him whispered, "It is indeed familiar. Is Lin Du mining there again?"
"That makes sense!" The manager suddenly felt relieved. "Then it's all right."
If it was Lin Du, everything would make sense.
Who knew that the next moment, everyone felt a strong sense of detachment.
The Hanyue Secret Realm is about to close.
On the endless sea, several spirit ships were parked under a huge full moon. High above the sea hung a cold moon that was much larger than an ordinary moon. From a distance, it seemed not far from the sea surface, and a soft light was floating on the sea surface.
At this moment, countless points of light suddenly descended from the full moon, like golden sand flowing, or like moonlight turning into rain.
It was not until someone looked carefully that they realized that those were not raindrops, but monks who were entering one by one!
The cultivator who entered the Hanyue Secret Realm was spit out by the secret realm in such a bizarre way.
Under the sea, the giant shark that was originally resting there sensed the turmoil of spiritual power, surfaced, and slowly opened its mouth.
As expected, today is a good day, and dumplings for monks are falling from the sky.
Fortunately, the monks who were able to enter the secret realm would not really be used as bait. The people from the Chamber of Commerce hurriedly spread out ropes and fishing nets and began to recruit laborers. The people on the spirit ship nearby also began to help.
"No! Where's Junior Master-Uncle!!" Yuan Ye steadied himself in the air and turned to meet Ni Jinxuan's gaze.
Mo Lin, holding his sword and staff, joined Xia Tianwu and his group and shook his head, "Master Junior is not with us."
Amid the chaos, Yan Qing quickly grabbed a steamed bun.
"Hey!!! My buns!!" a monk exclaimed.
The large iron pot that was still burning disintegrated in the air and was retrieved by a nimble figure. Shengyan grabbed the junior brother who couldn't fly with one hand and recalled his spatula with the other hand, "What time is it now? You still want buns!"
In the midst of chaos, Yue Han suddenly felt his hair stand on end and an inexplicable sense of crisis.
A red arrow flew through the crowd at a tricky angle in the air and hit Yue Han's back with incredible accuracy.
"Young Master, be careful!" Mo Lin had the best combat skills and was the first to react. He swung his sword and knocked the arrow away.
"Just now, the five of you were together. I was some distance away from you, and the arrow was aimed at me." Yue Han widened his eyes and thought of what Lin Du said before he left. His face turned pale.