The elder of the Mysterious Dark Sect screamed and spat out a black skull from his palm. He threw it toward the small bronze bell.
A loud boom resounded!
Violent waves of Qi swept out in all directions like waves!
The black fog in the valley was blown away, and the sunlight shone on the ground again.
The black skull was broken into countless pieces, falling down like rain. The grass that touched it withered immediately.
The small bronze bell flew back to the disciple of the North Brook Sect.
"Lo Huainan!"
The elder of the Mysterious Dark Sect shouted angrily.
Who would have thought that Lo Huainan, the head disciple of the Zhongzhou School, was hiding in the troop and disguised as an ordinary disciple of the North Brook Sect?
It was a trap today!
The elder of the Mysterious Dark Sect didn't dare to stay any longer since his natal skull was destroyed. He shook his sleeves and turned into a black fog, rushing out of the valley.
In his mind, no matter how high Luo Huainan's talent in Cultivation was, his Cultivation state was almost on par with his own. Since he was severely injured, Luo Huainan's injury would be severe as well. Given Luo Huainan's status, why would Luo Huainan take the risk to pursue him?
Who would have thought that the small bronze bell turned into a flowing light and chased after the black fog?
Lo Huainan didn't care about her own injuries and wanted to stop him!
The booming sound came from outside the valley. Countless cliffs were overturned by the airwaves, and the dust was stirred up.
Suddenly, a shrill scream was heard, and the black fog was evaporated by the sunlight.
The flowing light turned back into the small bronze bell, floating in the air. It vibrated slightly and buzzed. The rust on the edge of the bell was obvious because of the Evil Qi.
Lo Huainan fell back to the ground. Her face was pale, and there was blood everywhere in front of her. Obviously, she was badly injured.
Seeing this, the disciples of the Mysterious Dark Sect were terrified. They didn't dare to stay any longer and scattered like birds and beasts.
Lo Huainan stopped the master and disciple of the North Brook Sect, who were about to check her injuries, and said in a low voice, "Eliminate the evil!"
The master and disciple of the North Brook Sect answered in unison, and started to chase after her with their magic treasures.
An hour later, everyone returned to the valley.
A total of seven disciples of the Xuanyin Sect were killed in this battle, especially the death of the Elder, which was an extremely important harvest for the orthodox Cultivation world.
The master and disciple of the North Brook Sect looked at the figure of Lo Huainan and felt that she was very tall and mighty.
Looking at the field outside the valley, Lo Huainan said, "It's a pity that Su Ziye didn't do it in person. The information we received is not accurate."
Hearing this, the master and the disciple of the North Brook Sect were even more shocked. Now they knew that the target of Lo Huainan wasn't the elder of the Mysterious Dark Sect, but the young master of the Mysterious Dark Sect!
The name of the young master of the Mysterious Dark Sect was Su Ziye, and he was very famous in the Cultivation world. His talent was very high, and it was said that his talent was even higher than that of Lo Huainan.
The master and disciple of the North Brook School thought that the rumor was true.
According to the rumor, three years ago, Lo Huainan had another fortuitous encounter in the Cultivation tournament in the snowfield.
Otherwise, why would he be so calm and confident when mentioning Su Ziye?
Seeing Lo Huainan's pale face, Senior Master Liu remembered another rumor, saying uneasily, "Big Brother Luo, it's a bit far to go back to the Cloud-Dream Mountain. Guiyun City is up ahead. Do you want to rest there for a night? There will be an auction at the Precious-Ware House tonight, and many orthodox Cultivation sects will attend it. Even if you don't want to pay attention to them, but … "
Before he could finish, Lo Huainan understood what he meant, saying, "That's fine. But I won't see those outsiders," she said.
Hearing this, the master and disciple of the North Brook Sect felt relieved; otherwise, how could they bear the responsibility if something bad happened?
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…
There was a small courtyard in Guiyun City.
The gate of the courtyard was tightly shut.
The disciples of the North Brook Sect were scattered around the small courtyard, watching the movement in the twilight vigilantly, discussing something in a low voice.
"I heard that Bulao Lin offered a reward for Senior Master Luo's life, and the price he offered was a magic treasure of the Heavenly State. I wonder if this rumor is true."
"I'm afraid it's true. Otherwise, how could Senior Master Luo agree to Senior Master Liu's request to recuperate here based on his temperament?"
"Senior Master Luo is regarded as a formidable enemy by the devil men of the deviant sects and has sworn to kill him, but he isn't afraid at all. He slays the devils and devils everywhere. It's really remarkable."
It was quiet in the small courtyard.
A gentle breeze blew over the flowering trees, making the afterglow on the trees more vivid.
There was a well under the wall, from which the sound of water could be vaguely heard.
Lo Huainan opened his eyes slowly, ending his recuperation.
His face was still a bit pale. The Dark Banner of the elder of the Mysterious Dark Sect was indeed tricky to deal with, and his injury couldn't be healed in a short time.
Normally, the elder of the Mysterious Dark Sect wasn't Su Ziye, and it wouldn't be meaningful to kill him. He didn't have to take the risk to chase after him, but he was wounded so severely. Yet, he still did it. Just like what he said to the master and disciple of the North Brook Sect, he had to eliminate all the evils. Since he wanted to walk the path of the Xianxia, he couldn't care too much.
He got up and walked to the window, looking at the well. The twilight shone on his face.
Compared to three years ago, his countenance showed more vicissitudes, and the expression in his eyes showed more tiredness.
He left the snowland through the Seal of the Ten-Thousand Miles and returned to the Cloud-Dream Mountain. In the following days, he had been cultivating diligently and traveling around. He was really tired.
Both physically and mentally.
Such a busy and arduous period of Cultivation had its benefits; it helped him to think of those things less often.
The benefits he had obtained in the belly of the snow worm had been integrated with the magic method during these hardships, and his Cultivation state had improved again.
He was confident that he could defeat the young master of the Mysterious Dark Sect, though his target today was neither the young master nor the elder of the Mysterious Dark Sect.
The setting sun was getting lower and lower, and it was gradually blocked by the courtyard wall. The flowering trees turned into an ink painting, and the sound of water in the well gradually quieted down.
He left the window and came to the table.
There was a bronze mirror on the table.
He looked at his own face in the bronze mirror in Silence.
That face was a bit pale and unfamiliar.
There was a painful expression and a hint of remorse in his eyes.
If he had known that Junior Sister had two Ten-Thousand Miles Seals with her, why would he have done that?
It turned out that Master was afraid that Master's wife would not agree, so he secretly gave the Seal of the Ten-Thousand Miles to Junior Sister and asked her to give it to him at the critical moment.
That cold fog was so terrible that Junior Sister received his signal for help and went through a lot of hardships to find him.
This was called kindness as heavy as a mountain.
But what did he do?
How did he become such a shameless and lowly person?
If he had known all this … But there was no "if" in the world.
As Lo Huainan thought about these things, the emotions of self-blame and painful remorse kept alternating, and his face became even paler.
There was a faint sound of wind outside the window, along with the sound of conversation.
He came to his senses and knew that the disciples of the North Brook Sect were talking about him. He was touched and smiled.
Of course he knew about that rumor.
Bulao Lin wanted to kill him.
This was true.
But it was also false.
And if Bulao Lin really sent assassins to kill him, they must be extremely powerful masters. How could these disciples of the North Brook Sect stop them?
Again, there was no "if".
It was no coincidence that he had appeared here. Instead, he had done it on purpose.
He had to leave the Cloud Dream Mountain, and it couldn't be an emergency. So he needed a trap as the antecedent, which was the trap of the North Brook Sect.
Only in this situation could Bulao Lin find an opportunity to assassinate him.
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