: Catching a turtle in a jar

"What happened? Did they discover our secret passage..."

Linghu Song's expression suddenly changed drastically, which was related to the safety of the entire "Xianlai Sect". Even he was extremely nervous.

The slight tremor from the ground frightened the monks in the underground shelter, and their hearts were filled with fear and despair for the future.

Once the underground passage is found, the monks present may not be spared.

"I dare to ask Senior Linghu, where is the exit from this underground secret passage to the ground?"

Yang Fan had to say with a serious expression.

At this moment, he was already standing on a warship with the monks of the Xianlai Sect, with one withered and one withered and one withered and one withered.

"In a hidden place in the ancestral tomb of my Xianlai Sect, the place where my sect's ancestors have been resting..."

Linghu Song couldn't stop thinking about it.

Through the past two or three days of getting along and talking, he has confirmed that Yang Fan has no relationship with the seven sects of Jin State, and most of them have come here by accident.

"Ancestral Tomb?" Yang Fan murmured: "Will you leave any remains when you escape? If a high-level monk passes by there, can you see any clues?"

"When we ran away, the situation was very urgent, and it was impossible for us to miss any flaws." Linghu Song pondered: "If you encounter a high-level Jindan who is meticulous or good at tracking, you can indeed find some clues."

"I wonder if the high-level spiritual consciousness of the Golden Pill can be able to see here?"

Yang Fan asked again.

"The underground rock layer is less than four or five hundred feet deep in the ground. Not to mention the high-level Jindan level, even ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators cannot penetrate such a deep underground." Linghu Song said confidently: "The underground rock layer is very tight, and even if it is attacked by high-level cultivators, it will not easily collapse in a short period of time."

And at this moment, the trembling from the ground suddenly stopped.

"I am afraid that they will find the tunnel. When we catch turtles in the jar, we will have no chance of life..."

Linghu Song's face was filled with worry.

Yang Fan fell into deep thought and could not think of any effective countermeasures for a moment. Because he knew nothing about the enemy and was so far apart, he did not understand the other party's situation.

"Grandpa, will we die here?"

Linghu Xiaoxi had a few fear of the unknown on her beautiful face.

Upon hearing this, Linghu Song looked depressed, but forced himself to comfort him: "With grandpa here, you will be fine."

Yang Fan smiled: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope in his heart, there will be a way out."

Linghu Song's body shook slightly, as if he had resonated with Yang Fan's words, recalling all the experiences he had experienced in hundreds of years in his life.

Finally, he sighed and said to the monks on the field: "I'll go out to investigate secretly, so you can do it yourself."

He came to the stone wall of the passage, reached out to make gestures, and repeatedly pointed.

Rumble ~

The huge rock, more than ten feet long, slowly rose up, revealing the secret passage leading to the outside world.

"Yang Yaoshi, if there is anything wrong with me, I hope you can do your best to take care of my "Xianlai Sect", especially Xi'er, the only bloodline I left in the world......"

Before leaving, Linghu Song actually said this to Yang Fan, with a little plea in his tone.

Perhaps he also understood that among the remaining people, Yang Fan was the only one who could replace him and bring hope to the Xianlai Sect.

"Mr. Yang, do your best."

Yang Fan sighed, and his heart couldn't help but feel soft when his eyes touched the eyes of the old man Linghu Song.

During these three days, he had a great time talking with the old man and learned a lot.

call out!

Linghu Song's body flashed, disappeared into the pit underground like a ghost, and disappeared into the sight of everyone in the blink of an eye.

"The speed is so fast... it is worthy of being a high-level Jindan."

Yang Fan exclaimed secretly.

Under the huge gap in level, even if he uses the "Xiangyun Boots" with all his strength, there is still a distance that cannot be ignored compared to the monks in the early stage of the Golden Pill.

After a while, Linghu Song also disappeared into Yang Fan's senses.

Then there is the waiting time.

During the waiting process, the time was so long that even Yang Fan felt a little nervous, because the development of the situation might be related to his own life.

"Brother Yang, do you think Grandpa will be in trouble?"

Linghu Xiaoxi looked at him with bright eyes, but instead felt an inexplicable trust in his heart.

"At least there will be no life worries."

Yang Fan pondered: "In the narrow tunnel, it is difficult to form a siege on the monks..."

When Linghu Xiaoxi heard this, he felt a little calmer and couldn't help but reach out and grab Yang Fan's arm.

Yang Fan felt the girl's bare hands tremble slightly, obviously she had not experienced any big scenes.

"You are only sixteen years old this year and have practiced to the early stage of concentrating the mind. Has it been passed on your grandfather's medical skills?"

Yang Fan asked with a smile.

"Yes." Linghu Xiaoxi then realized that he was holding the other person's arm tightly, and his pretty face turned slightly red, but due to the uneasiness and fear in his heart, he needed a sense of security and did not dare to let go.

Moreover, before leaving, Grandpa Zu also rumored to her: "If Grandpa Zu Zu has an accident, only by following this Yaoshi Yang can you have a way out."

At some point, Yang Fan suddenly sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy from the other end of the secret passage.

"Did Linghu Song meet his opponent!"

Yang Fan's face turned stern, and the worst thing happened.

He spread his senses with all his might, and at some point, he finally caught a familiar figure and was shooting rapidly towards him.

The man was Linghu Song. During the flight, he groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Someone is chasing me, hurry up and prepare to block the passage!"

Linghu Song's spiritual sense first transmitted the voice, and his voice was shocked and angry, which shocked the people in the pit underground, and they were ready to fight.

After a moment, Yang Fan quickly captured another powerful aura, also at the advanced level of the Golden Pill, chasing Linghu Song.

call out--

Finally, Linghu Song's slightly staggering figure flew in, and the other monks were responsible for lowering the huge rock more than ten feet long.

"Hahaha... see where you run?"

At this moment, the powerful aura flew over from afar. It turned out to be a man with a slender figure in green robe with a jade-like face and a slender figure. He looked very young and could be said to be extraordinary.

When he saw the huge rock slowly descending, he snorted coldly and slapped him with a palm from the air.

Bang!

A blue air column hit a huge rock more than ten feet long, which actually paused for a moment.

“Huh?”

The man in the green robe exclaimed lightly, obviously not expecting the hardness of the huge rock, but he took advantage of the slightest pause of the huge rock and came quickly, obviously trying to rush in.

Puff—

At this moment, a three-colored spiritual light shot out from the other side of the huge rock and slashed directly at his lower plate.

Yang Fan took action at a critical moment!

Faced with this blow that was close to the peak of foundation building, it was difficult for the man in the green robe to ignore it. His figure was blocked and he shook his one foot and kicked the three-colored light to pieces.

Boom-

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the boulder quickly descended and had already dropped to a height of three or four feet left from the ground.

"Don't think about it!"

A sharp light flashed in the man in the green robe's eyes, and he was about to take action to stop him again.

But at this moment, a tiny silver light shot out from it, carrying a faint blue light wave that trembled the soul.

When this object suddenly pierced, the man in the green robe trembled slightly and was affected for a moment.

"What's it?!"

The tiny silver light had already shot into his face, and his speed was extremely shocked.

Moreover, there was a trace of strange liquid luster mixed in the silver light.

That's very poisonous-

The man in the green robe did not dare to neglect. He paused, stretched out his two fingers, wrapped in a layer of solid green light, and clamped a unique silver needle.

"Soul-sting needle!"

The man in the green robe exclaimed and immediately recognized the origin of the needle.

The soul-stinging needle is an extremely rare treasure in the world of immortal cultivation, and he couldn't help but look happy.
To be continued...