I heard the voice of the enemy

In the bamboo forest, there are mysteries.

The seemingly unremarkable journey, in fact, deliberately avoided all organ formations.

The young man walked forward with a bamboo basket on his back, his serious profile showed some calmness in the future, but he couldn't help but look around from time to time, sometimes his eyes were almost attracted by the surrounding scenery, thinking that there was another person behind him It was only then that he reluctantly retracted it, but no matter how distracted he was, he never missed a step.

Xie Qingwei, who pretended to be old-fashioned, was indeed a young man at this time, but he had already shown a bit of sharpness and wisdom.

Yue Cang's brows and eyes widened, and he followed behind the other party, watching the clouds gradually dissipate, and a familiar yet unfamiliar scene unfolded in front of him.

At this time, the Tianxuanzong had a certain scale, and the layout of the formations was excellent, but the design of many organs was not as good as it was seen in the future.

The disciples in yellow and blue clothes hurried on their feet, and most of the cultivation methods were separate, without specific rules.

As for the elders, even half of them were missing.

"Follow the path on the side, no matter what you see, you can go down to the foot of the mountain regardless of what you see." The young man turned his head, referring to the gap beside the stone wall that was covered by spiritual plants.

Pushing away the branches, the inside is pitch black with no light to be seen, but it can accommodate one person in, which is barely a small path.

Yue Cang frowned slightly, and re-examined the young man in front of him again, only then did he notice a detail that he had neglected all along.

The young Xie Qingwei is just like the young Xianxiu, wearing the light green clothes he often wears.

But at this time, the young man in front of him has a meager cultivation base, and he is not at all like the leader of the immortal cultivator who can surpass all the elders in the future.

Neither the outer door nor the inner door...

"You..." Yue Cang was about to ask aloud, but was quickly interrupted by another voice.

"Xie Qingwei, why are you here?"

The meaning of questioning is full.

Yue Cang's eyes darkened, and he stopped the faint killing intent in his heart and looked at the young man.

However, Xianxiu, who was still immature, just lowered his eyebrows, with a smile on his face: "Junior Sister Shang."

"Did you pick all the spiritual plants I asked you to pick?" The fairy surnamed Shang was beautiful in his yellow shirt, with a faint fragrance lingering around him.

Seeing her approaching, many disciples stopped and looked this way, then quickly turned their heads back.It's just that the side of his face was already more than half red.

Looking at this woman again, she indeed has good facial features, and her slight anger makes her look even more delicate.

Yue Cang's eyes were already cold, if the young man standing in front of him hadn't stretched out his hand slightly to stop him, he would have poured more fuel on this woman's fire.

"It's still a little bit short, and it will be complete tomorrow." Xie Qing responded with a slight smile, even if the woman's words were not soft, he didn't mind at all.

"It's almost as good as picking it up today. I'm in a hurry to use it." The female cultivator snorted, with the reproach in her eyes undiminished.

Xie Qing paused for a moment before slowly responding.

This good old man's appearance was in stark contrast to the cold Gaoling Flower in Yue Cang's heart, making his hands itchy even more when he looked at the woman surnamed Shang, and he couldn't care less about Xie Qingwei's obstruction in front of him.

He did make a move, a sharp light soaked in poison/medicine stabbed at the woman in the dark, and it could kill her in an instant.

However, he suddenly lost his form in the air and was intercepted by someone.

"Shang Yun, whoever said that to senior brother, apologize quickly." The man's voice came from behind the woman.

The cultivator in the same yellow shirt walked forward slowly, his cultivation base was much higher than the woman in front of him, his eyes swept over, and Yue Cang who touched behind Xie Qingwei was cold.

"Brother, who did you bring here? Why didn't you introduce us to the inner sect?" The man looked at Xie Qingwei again, and he smiled slightly, his face was like a fan, and his appearance was even better than that of a woman.

It's just that there was a strange yin and yang in the words, while calling Xie Qingwei's senior brother, and at the same time forcibly distinguishing the inner sect from Xie Qingwei.

There must be problems in it, Yue Cang secretly wrote it down, but he stepped out of Xie Qingwei's simple formation.

The young man's cultivation base is weak, even if this formation skillfully borrows the terrain and surrounding aura, Yue Cang didn't notice the mystery at first.But after a long time, it will inevitably become weak in succession, and once someone points it out, it will be useless for other people to deliberately use their spiritual sense to explore.

After being reminded by the man, the female cultivator named Shang Yun also found Yue Cang who had been blocked by Xie Qingwei all this time, and suddenly her face turned colder: "It is forbidden to bring outsiders into the mountain without permission, Xie Qingwei, you are so bold, it will take you The crime of your life."

"Junior Sister Xie for your concern, but this person entered the back door by mistake, so he is going to leave now, and he will not miss the important matter inside the door." The young man spoke in such a calm tone, which made the female nun on the other side blush a little.

"You can explain this to the head of the sect yourself. You can bring my Lingzhi to my house as soon as possible. I won't spare you if it's too late."

Seeing that the yellow shirt had disappeared, the man who was left behind still had a smile on his face, but there was a dark color in his eyes.

He looked at it again, and "reminded" with concern: "It's an eventful time right now, Senior Brother Xie, it's better not to hang around the door with friends. Otherwise, people will see it, and it will be a little confusing, right?"

"Even if we know that the person that day wasn't you, we can't guarantee that it wasn't the one with you." The man smiled slightly and continued, "Even if we want to believe that your friend didn't do anything, But after all, it’s an outsider, so let everyone feel at ease, isn’t it?”

"Ouch, boy Sun, why are you here?"

The male cultivator wanted to continue talking, but was suddenly interrupted by the old man.

The white-haired old man walked over with his eyes squinted, his figure looked unsteady, the wine gourd around his waist was already empty, and he looked as if he was very drunk.

But Yue Cang saw the old man secretly squinting at him, his cynical look was no different from what he saw later.

"Old An, Senior Brother Xie brought a friend to the door as a guest. It's just that things have been busy recently and the discipline is strict, so I persuaded you a few words." Nanxiu quickly lowered his head, but treated the old man with a very respectful attitude. .

"Oh? This is Xiao Qingwei's friend?" Elder An pinched his beard and said in surprise.

The man was about to add something, but the old man surnamed An looked at him again: "Isn't this my new disciple, Cang?"

The old man spoke naturally, and even copied the name Yue Cang casually announced in front of the young Xie Qingwei, as if he knew everything, but he put on a face that didn't know anything.

Yue Cang took a look at the old man, and answered the words politely: "Cang has met Mr. An."

"Excuse me, excuse me." An Lao smiled cheerfully and narrowed his eyes again, his attitude was very kind and gentle, as if he was looking at a flower when he looked at the vicissitudes of life.

It really seems that he treats his apprentice of Yuandian, with a kind of kindness of an elder.

Seeing this scene, Nanxiu's words suddenly stuck in his mouth, he suddenly lowered his head, cupped his fists at Yue Cang and said, "I don't know if it's a disciple of Yuandian, but Zijing misunderstood."

"It's just a misunderstanding, it's not a big deal." An Lao said with a smile, "After all, the inner sect's recruitment conditions are not as harsh as my Yuandian's. If there are too many people, it's natural that he will lose his eyes. You can forgive him."

An Lao flicked his sleeves, showing a magnanimous appearance, which made the male cultivator grit his teeth even more. He didn't dare to touch An Lao and Yue Cang, but looked at Xie Qingwei fiercely, as if he had made up his mind It's time to pinch this soft persimmon.

Yue Cang nodded, and took half a step forward to cover Xie Qingwei behind him.

The man who had a stern face just now smiled and raised his head again, his face was like a peach blossom, but he had a pleasing face.

"Yes, I lost my wink, and I won't do it in the future." He said, with a smile on his face, he looked very sincere, "I have met Junior Brother Cang, and I hope that I will forgive you not to be as knowledgeable as Senior Brother."

Yue Cang also let out a "huh" and regarded it as an offence, but he made a note of this person in his heart.

It wasn't until the male cultivator surnamed Sun also apologized and resigned that Yue Cang looked at Elder An aside with scrutiny.

The old man from Yuandian also looked at it with a smile, but he took out a dark black sharp weapon and handed it back to Yue Cang's hand: "No matter how arrogant and arrogant Miss Shang is, she is also kind-hearted inside. Let's attack later." It’s a lot of observation before, the human heart is not something easy to read.”

The concealed weapon that was intercepted just now returned to his hand, but Yue Cang's heart became even more tense. He looked at the smiling and seemingly unscrupulous old man in front of him, and lowered his eyebrows: "Who the hell are you? How much do you know?"

"I'm just a bad old man with more life experience and some unusual people and things." Mr. An stroked his beard with a smile, then suddenly restrained his smile and looked at Yue Cang: "You want to Ask me, how much do you know about it?"

"Don't say it, don't say it." The short-term seriousness quickly disappeared, and the old man stroking his beard didn't care whether Yue Cang spoke, and turned around.

It can be seen vaguely that the man's back is bent, his clothes are stained with dust, and his gray hair looks like an old man from a distance.

But it seems that he knows everything, knows everything.

Yue Cang had a lot of doubts in his heart, but he couldn't find the answer after all.

He pondered for a while, and was about to say something, when he turned around and saw that the young man in blue had already disappeared at some point.

He was the only one left in the way of origin, but the shallow and weak formation still remained in place, so that people passing around did not notice that there were several people who appeared here, and there was another disciple in Yuandian.

Then Xie Qingwei didn't let anyone know when he left, only a newly formed small formation remained in place, revealing the mystery of his escape.

Xie Qingwei, Tianxuan's elder brother, will be such a majestic person in the future, but he didn't expect such a past.

Yue Cang smiled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.