When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Demon Monk Wuxiang is now at the out-of-body stage of cultivation, which is a big realm higher than everyone else. As long as his brain is in good shape, no one will want to face him head-on, even if the little monk has the heart of Qibao Glazed Glass!

Thanks to the supervisor's blessing, everyone knew Wu Xiang's whereabouts early, so it was better to leave first.

It was not even half a cup of tea time after Baihu finished speaking, and everyone was already packed up and ready to leave. Wen Jin distributed the magic talisman to everyone, and said while sending it back: "The stock is all used up, and I drew this myself. The low-level talisman is not very well drawn, so everyone will use it. Then there is no phase. There are probably some special means to be able to find it, so let's not go directly to the entrance of the ice field with a clear purpose, let's go around first."

It has to be said that it makes sense for this group of people to be alive and kicking under the siege and interception of the demon cultivators. The five peaks of Xuanqingzong have their own expertise, Tianyang Peak is good at overall management, Luoxing Peak and Mingxia Peak are the main output, Qionghua Summit is good at alchemy, and Qingyun Peak is good at miscellaneous studies. Now that the big disciples of Wufeng are gathered together, with output, treatment and logistics, it is simply not more suitable to form a team to fight monsters.

Everyone was obviously used to Wen Jin's ability to come up with some weird but useful things besides setting up formations, and it was not the first time that Wen Jin used the Magic Walking Talisman when he had to run for his life. After thanking them, they took them over and patted them on their legs.

The white tiger used four magic talismans for its four paws, but she carried her senior sister on her back as usual, and she would not slow down at all when running.

Soon, several figures galloped across the ice field, even the wind and snow could not catch up with their footsteps. Wu Xiang, who was hundreds of miles away, had a higher level of cultivation, but he obviously didn't have the ability to scan the system, and he couldn't immediately detect the changes in everyone's positions. It wasn't until the breath that the golem could smell became weaker and weaker and fed back to the master that he knew that the man had run away.

However, Wu Xiang obviously didn't think that his whereabouts were exposed, and this group of people ran away, so he still held his temper, and led the Moxiu who followed him to continue chasing in the direction where everyone was fleeing.

When the demon cultivators heard the news, they cursed in their hearts, and could only continue to chase.

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The entrance to the ice sheet is to the south. When Yun Qingyue and the others entered the ice field, they walked through a canyon tens of miles long, with ice peaks and snow-capped mountains on both sides. There are endless ice peaks, and the terrain is steep and dangerous. Even the most sensitive monsters dare not take the risk to climb over.

Naturally, for monks who can fly into the sky and escape from the ground, this is not a hindrance at all. However, no matter who it is, once they set foot on the ice field, they will never be able to fly again. Therefore, the canyon between the ice peaks became the only entrance to the ice field. There was no obstacle when passing through it before, except that it was narrow and long, but now it is heavily guarded by Moxiu, cutting off the way for everyone to leave.

It took them three days to wander around on the ice sheet, and another five days to reach the entrance of the canyon.

On a certain snow peak, everyone lay down on the snow and looked down at the canyon below. After observing for a long time, they finally found two demon cultivators lurking in the snow. They are obviously not in ambush, but for observation and warning.

Su Hao only glanced at the two of them, then withdrew his gaze, and said in a low voice, "We haven't been discovered yet, but if the demon cultivators can communicate, we'll go all the way south, and Wu Xiang must have guessed our purpose by now. I don't know that." Is the young master still here now, and if he is, will he take the initiative to come out to find us after he gets the news?"

Bei Luo was the first to speak when he heard the words: "If the person is here, he will definitely come out when he gets the news. That person is so stingy, he has already set his sights on us, not to mention, and he has folded so many hands on us, he will definitely come to revenge."

He spoke very firmly, and everyone did not refute after hearing it. They have been entangled with the demon cultivators for more than half a year, and they have fought against the people behind the scenes quite a few times, and they have some guesses about their temperament. So on this issue, everyone gathered together and discussed it. During the period, Baihu was not idle. Taking advantage of the proximity, he asked the system to scan the number and distribution of the surrounding magic cultivators.

The system obediently scanned it, and it didn't take long to get the result—good guy, the small map scanned by the system is full of red dots, and there are hundreds of people guarding the area!

At this time, everyone's discussion had a result, and they decided to lure the snake out of the hole.

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The secret realm is different from the outside world. Perhaps it is a unique limitation or a special environment. In addition to the intuitive reaction of the life card, no matter what kind of magic weapon is used to communicate, the message is always intermittent, good and bad.

In a mountain depression at the foot of a snow peak somewhere, an exquisite portable courtyard sits quietly.

The courtyard looks small, but that's just the appearance, inside there are space formations that have been expanded, not only dividing many rooms for different purposes, but also exquisitely arranged. It can be seen at a glance that this hut is of great value, and the person who owns this courtyard must also be of high status—and it is indeed the case, the owner of this courtyard is the young master of the Nine Nether Sect of Demon Dao.

At this time, there was wind and snow outside, but the courtyard inside the barrier was warm and harmonious. The grass and flowers bloomed like a spring day, as if there was still sunshine shining down.

The young man in brocade clothes was sitting in the study, and through the open window, he could see half of his sharp side face. As he moved his gaze down, he saw a table with fate cards of different sizes neatly arranged on it.

The young man has been staring at these fate cards for a long time. Unlike the fate cards that shattered easily before, the batch in front of him has been placed in front of him for half a month—since the monk took these people away, he I have been waiting for these life cards to shatter. Because once the fate card is broken, it means that they have met those righteous disciples, and the demon monk can keep them in the ice field forever.

It's a pity that half a month has passed, but none of these life cards have been broken. Did they find anyone yet?

Thinking of this, the young man's brows furrowed, but when he thought of Wu Xiang's confident appearance when he left, they slowly relaxed again. He tapped twice on the gap between the table and case with his fingertips, and was about to get up to leave when he heard someone hurrying over.

The young man just raised his body and sat back down again. After a while, the sound of hurried footsteps stopped outside the door. The attendant knocked lightly on the door, and a voice sounded from outside the door: "Young Master, Lord Wuxiang has sent a letter back."

Wuxiang took people away less than half a month ago, and the young man naturally gave him the magic weapon for contact, but he waited for a day, two or three days, but he couldn't wait for Wuxiang to contact him, and gradually lost his patience. In the end, he gave the magic weapon of contact to the attendant, and asked him to keep an eye on it all the time, and only waited for Wu Xiang to contact him before reporting to him. Now, after waiting for half a month, it finally arrived.

The young man raised his eyes and asked, "What did he say?"

The attendant replied succinctly: "Master Wuxiang said that those people fled to the south, maybe they came towards the entrance." The monk sits in town.

The young man didn't take it seriously, instead he snorted softly: "Knowing that Wuxiang is here, these people dare to come to the door, really think I'm a soft persimmon, easy to bully?"

The attendant did not dare to answer, and lowered his head deeply, not daring to breathe.

The young man simply didn't pay attention to him, he turned his head and ordered: "Send more people out to patrol recently, if you find any traces of those people from the righteous way, kill them immediately..." He suddenly paused at this point, as if Thinking of something, the expression on his face changed slightly, but in the end he didn't change his words, but continued along with the words: "If you can't kill it, send a message back, and I will personally lead people to surround and kill it."

The attendant quickly responded, and waited cautiously for a while, only to leave when he saw that the young master had no other orders. It's just that no matter how carefully he walked, he couldn't prevent others from being reckless, and he was bumped and staggered as soon as one foot stepped out of the threshold.

The attendant is not familiar with him, he should be an ordinary disciple of Jiuyou Sect, and he is usually not qualified to come here.

However, at this moment, the disciple didn't care if he bumped into someone, instead, he passed him and ran into the study: "Young master, something happened, the life cards of the two people lying in ambush at the foot of the mountain suddenly shattered."

This disciple was the person who took care of the fate card recently, and the fragmentation of the life card was common in the past few months. Everyone knew at a glance that someone had folded it in the hands of those disciples of the righteous way. It's just that the original broken hands were all sent into the ice field, and it didn't feel like they were far away. In addition, most of the demon cultivators were cold-hearted, so they didn't think it was a big deal.

But this time was different, this time the two whose life cards were broken were too close to them. The moment the disciple saw the shattering of the life card, he even felt a chill run down his back, as if a sharp sword had been hanging above his head and might fall off at any time.

The young man didn't expect things to happen so quickly, he only received Wuxiang's letter on his front foot, and those righteous disciples on his back foot had already killed him before his eyes. After being stunned, he sneered, got up immediately and walked out: "Since people are here, let me go and have a look. I don't believe that so many people are no match for those mere righteous disciples."

While speaking, he had bypassed the desk, pushed away the disciple who was hurrying to pass the letter, and walked out with big strides.

Leaving the portable courtyard, disciples of the Jiuyou Sect heard the order and gathered towards the young man one after another. When he led the people to appear at the side of the two dead disciples at the foot of the mountain, dozens of people were already surrounded by mighty people.

Far away, Baihu heard the system suddenly say "Huh", and said, "Master, the young master is still an acquaintance."