As soon as Yin Biyue received Luo Mingchuan's letter, he held the sword in his hand, immediately injected his true energy, and disappeared at the port.
He vaguely felt the howling of the wind and waves, the hustle and bustle of the city, the rising dust on the official road and the dazzling sunlight of early summer, but everything happened in just a moment.
The next moment, he stepped on real land.
Before he could see the woods in front of him clearly, almost at the same time, a huge pulling force suddenly pulled him backwards!
Even though he was prepared, Yin Biyue still staggered two steps. He had no time to turn around. The sword was still in the sheath, and he stabbed backwards with tremendous true energy, but in an instant, it was silent like a drop in the ocean!
A powerful person in the Hinayana realm!
However, he did not use the backup plan he had prepared, because the pulling force disappeared and the man's voice rang out behind him, "Wait a minute, brother! I have no ill intentions!"
The man let go of the hand that had been on his shoulder and pulled him over, took two steps back, and his aura disappeared without a trace, "Fellow Daoist..."
Yin Biyue looked back and was stunned for a moment.
It’s not because this person is so good-looking that people are speechless.
But...it looks very familiar.
He was wearing a half-worn dark brown shorts, a wine flask hanging from his waist, and a long knife on his back. His hair was tied up messily behind his head, and there was a little bit of blue stubble on his chin.
This "down-and-out, drunken wandering" attire doesn't look like that of a cultivator at all.
But if you look closely, you can see that his facial features are sharp and angular, and his eyebrows are slanted into his temples. Because his eyes are too clear, the charm of his peach blossom eyes is naturally weakened.
It only reveals the whole body's laxity and rebelliousness.
The person in front of him also looked at him, as if stunned.
Finally, he asked uncertainly, "Old Four?"
At this time, a chatterbox's voice sounded behind him, "Third Brother! Why are you here?!"
The man turned around and was immediately shocked, "Old Five!"
Then he pointed at him and Duan Hualao, "Strange! How come you two suddenly appeared out of nowhere!... Lao Si, what's wrong with your hair? I didn't recognize you just now!"
The more Yin Bi thought about it, he finally understood why the face looked familiar.
Because this person is the third senior brother, Yan Xing, who rarely returns to Cangya Mountain for three years.
The last time they met was when Duan Chongxuan came to Xihua Peak and paid homage to his master in front of his portrait.
Yin Biyue nodded to Yan Xing, "Third Senior Brother, this is a long story..." He didn't know the reason for his white hair, so he changed the subject, "Fifth Senior Brother and I came to Nanlu to participate in the flower picking meeting."
The chatterbox continued, "Third Brother, what about you?"
Yan Xing showed an embarrassed look, "It's a longer story for me..."
Suddenly his expression changed, "Hold your breath!"
Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan became nervous instantly.
Third Senior Brother has already reached the Hinayana realm. Who could he be hiding from?
Yin Biyue's gaze fell on the place where he had just landed. Less than two inches away from there, there was a battle flag.
I think Yan Xing pulled him back suddenly just now because he was afraid that he would ruin the formation.
There were eight more such formation flags, which were placed in a zigzag pattern, forming an area of about ten meters in radius in the forest, surrounding the three of them in the middle.
Yin Bi looked at it carefully and found that it was a hidden formation.
However, the arrangement method was very crude and simple. If it weren't for the high level of cultivation of Yan Xing who arranged the formation, I'm afraid anyone who has learned the formation would be able to see the clues.
Yin Biyue moved his fingers slightly and a stream of true energy was released. In the breeze, two formation flags switched positions. He changed his gestures again, and the northernmost formation flag slightly tilted half an inch to the south.
Just such a subtle change made the entire formation different in an instant, as if the wind blowing in the formation had calmed down.
Yan Xing felt this change and relaxed instantly. He patted him on the shoulder and said in surprise, "Old Four! You are really good!"
Yin Biyue felt a little embarrassed by his heroic behavior and lowered his head slightly, "Senior Brother, you are too kind."
He knew in his heart that if Yan Xing did not trust him, he would not be able to change Yan Xing's formation.
But he still felt strange. If the enemy was stronger than Yan Xing, how could he not see through the formation? If the enemy was not as strong as Yan Xing, why would he hide?
At this time, there was a rustling sound in the woods not far away, and a white shadow passed by vaguely.
The man was getting closer and closer, his boots making subtle noises as they stepped on fallen leaves and weeds. He had no intention of hiding his tracks.
It was a young man, coming with a sword in his hand.
The young man was getting closer and closer, so close that he could see the ink-splashed landscapes painted on the wide sleeves of his robe and the chill between his brows.
Yan Xing's expression became nervous again and he kept silent again.
Yin Biyue and Duan Chongxuan were also infected by his nervousness and stared at the visitor with solemn expressions.
A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the forest, "Young Master Song."
It was Luo Mingchuan's voice.
The young man called Young Sect Master Song turned around and asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Luo?"
Yin Biyue was finally certain that the master no longer wanted Luo Mingchuan to die.
Otherwise, any tricks used in the space channel would be enough to kill Luo Mingchuan quietly, and his body would not even be found.
On the contrary, the gentleman really wanted the three of them to participate in the flower folding party smoothly.
But in this situation, I'm afraid even the gentleman didn't expect it, because... the gentleman is not that boring.
I will try to figure out the personal grudge between Yan Xing and the young master.
The two people met outside the formation and started to greet each other.
"Why did Senior Brother Luo suddenly appear here?"
"A sudden beast tide suddenly occurred in the Floating Sea and blocked the route. Fortunately, the headmaster sent a letter and used the space magic to land here. Has the young master seen other people in this forest?"
"No... But since it's your letter, there shouldn't be any problem. Maybe it fell a little far away. Brother Luo, don't worry. I'm also looking for someone, you can come with me."
Hearing this, Duan Chongxuan said, "The future head of Cangya Mountain and the young head of Qinglu Sword Sect, wow, they actually have a pretty good relationship."
There is no such thing as a 'young master' in Cangya Mountain, but the identity of the first disciple has long been tacitly accepted as the next generation leader.
Yin Biyue also confirmed the identity of this young man, who would take over Song Tang of Qinglu Sword Sect in the future.
Jinghong Sword Song Tang is older than his fellow disciple Zhong Shan, has a higher level of cultivation, and became famous earlier.
Over there, Luo Mingchuan diverted Song Tang's attention.
Yan Xing breathed a sigh of relief, "That guy also looks familiar..." He looked again intently and suddenly realized, "So it's Luo Mingchuan from Xigan Peak... Fourth and fifth brothers, do you have any way to ask him to lure the Song guy away?"
Yin Biyue nodded, condensed his true essence into a beam, controlled it with his spiritual sense, and transmitted it to Luo Mingchuan's ears without any error.
"Brother Luo, Brother Duan and I are one zhang to the north of you, in Brother Yan Xing's hidden formation. Brother Yan is the person Young Master Song is looking for."
The meaning is very clear. Since you are in the formation, you don't want to be found.
Luo Mingchuan's expression remained unchanged, but the surprise in his eyes flashed away for a moment, and Song Tang next to him didn't notice it at all.
Then he smiled and said, "There is no rush to find someone. I plan to go to Yecheng first and find a place to stay during the Flower Folding Meeting."
This year's Flower Folding Meeting was hosted by Qinglu Sword Sect, and Song Tang was the young sect leader, so naturally many things were handled by him, such as the accommodation for the disciples of each sect in Yecheng.
As expected, Song Tang apologized, "I was inconsiderate and forgot that Senior Brother Luo had come all the way here and must have been exhausted. Our sect has made preparations. I will take Senior Brother Luo there right away."
I watched the two of them walk away and their figures disappeared into the woods.
Yan Xing patted Yin Biyue's shoulder fiercely again, "Old Four! You are so awesome!!"
Yin Biyue just felt that this Senior Brother Yan was very different from what he had imagined.
I couldn't help but think of a lot of things about this senior brother.
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