Can't stay here!

Ling Xian finally made a choice.

Although the ghost fog outside is terrifying, those unknown monsters in the cave are much more troublesome.

Just now I can defeat a strong enemy cleanly, but next time, I may not have such good luck.

And staying in this small space, if something really happens, it is not good for yourself.

Ling Xian quickly analyzed the pros and cons, so he didn't hesitate any longer, cleaned up the gravel shrubs at the entrance, and then Ling Xian walked out.

Breathe deeply, reverse the mana, and let them all turn into true qi after passing through the two veins of Ren Du.

Then Ling Xian hid the storage bag around his waist again, and of course, before that, he took out a long sword as a weapon.

In this way, no one could see that Ling Xian was an immortal cultivator.

And the reason why he did this, first, the five people on the opposite side were all martial artists, and they wouldn't have a good face for the monks.

As for this second point, let the other party misidentify himself, and of course Ling Xian will be able to keep the biggest hole card.

When he came to the foot of the mountain, of course Ling Xian would not rush into the ghost mist recklessly, he had already planned to cooperate with the other party, and when necessary, he could even show a little sincerity, but of course he would not really risk his life to save the other party.

Ahead, the sound of clanging kept coming to the ears, and it was obvious that those warriors were still fighting with the ghosts in the ghost mist.

Ling Xian glanced ahead, hesitated for a moment, and suddenly broke his hair bun, slapped some dirt on his face, and then rolled on the ground a few times.

When he got up, he was unkempt and covered in dust, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

Ling Xian's face showed a look of satisfaction, and then he quietly cast the Qi Gathering Technique.

That's right, constricting the aura, Ling Xian was very surprised to find that this secret method, in the state of a martial artist, can also be cast, and it also has the effect of concealing cultivation.

Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is a good way to lower the other party's vigilance.

In this way, Ling Xian turned himself into an innate level martial artist.

With such strength, of course, it is still remarkable to put it outside, but in asking Immortal Pavilion, it is equivalent to the lowest level.

Then Ling Xian waited in place.

Of course, there was no leisurely look, but he was on full alert, there was a ghost fog in front, and the mountain peaks behind were also outrageous, Ling Xian was afraid that if he was not careful, some monster would pop out of it.

......

On the other side, those warriors have fallen into a bitter battle, but fortunately, the strength of those Yin Spirits is not very good, although they are a little scrambling, they can also deal with it.

Slowly, a path was finally struck.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the ghost mist, the brocade-clothed man was overjoyed and couldn't help but speed up his pace, but at this moment, a ghost figure rushed out from the side.

This ghost came very suddenly, the man in brocade was fighting with another evil ghost, seeing that it was too late to dodge, the white light flashed, but the ghost that pounced on him was split in half.

Turning the danger into a disaster, the man in brocade took the opportunity to rush out, with vigilance on his face, as far as he could see, but he was an unkempt man, standing trembling in place.

"You saved me just now?" The brocade-clothed man was stunned, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Yes...... It's me. Ling Xian deliberately pretended to be a little distracted.

At this time, a burst of shouts came into the ears, but it was several other martial artists, and they all rushed out of the ghost mist.

Seeing Ling Xian, everyone was shocked, but soon found that he was only an innate level martial artist, so they didn't care.

"Why are you here?"

The brocade-clothed man did not completely relax his vigilance, in the end, he was a door-to-door messenger, and he was far more suspicious than ordinary people.

"This ...... I don't know, I heard that the fairy pavilion was opened, originally I came to see the excitement, there was no treasure map, I didn't think I would be involved, but I was inexplicably brought in......"

Ling Xian said with a sad face, the others did not doubt that along the way, they had also met some other monks and demon clans, many of whom were inexplicably involved.

Obviously, this time the Immortal Pavilion has mutated, and even if there is no treasure map, you can enter here.

Moreover, the cultivation of this kid in front of him was so low, it was impossible to obtain a token, so they were convinced of Ling Xian's words.

"When I came in, I was very panicked, like a headless fly, somehow, I got here, after dark, there were ghosts everywhere, I was so scared......"

Ling Xian trembled as he spoke, and with his unkempt and embarrassed outfit, this persuasion was really good.

A few people really didn't suspect it, exchanged glances with each other, and the brocade-clothed man spoke: "You also helped me once just now, since that's the case, let's follow, we will leave here in a while, and we will naturally take you out." ”

"Thank you, thank you, senior. ”

Ling Xian was overjoyed, and kept bowing, and a sneer appeared on the face of the brocade-clothed man, but it was soon fleeting.

Of course, he didn't have a good heart because Ling Xian had just helped, the Immortal Cultivation Realm was the weak, and it was not a matter of revenge at all, the reason why he did this was because he saw that Ling Xian's cultivation was so low, there was no threat at all, and it was difficult to gain any benefits by killing him.

Second, this place is too weird, completely different from the memory, obviously ask what happened to the Immortal Pavilion, now there are ghosts everywhere around here, and it is good to leave this stupid boy to explore the way.

With ill intentions, he had already used Ling Xian as cannon fodder.

However, it is also a matter of who counts people, and it is still unpredictable who can laugh and laugh in the end.

"Brother Chu, what should we do now, should we find a place to settle down first?"

The middle-aged woman glanced at Ling Xian, but did not raise any objections, and did not know whether she had guessed the intentions of the brocade-clothed man, or if they had already discussed each other with the secret transmission.

However, before the words fell, a loud roar came into the ears, but it was not from the ghost fog behind them, and everyone raised their heads according to the sound, only to see a green-faced and fanged evil ghost, rushing down from the top of the mountain.

Ling Xian's surface was full of fear, but in his heart he was very happy, fortunately he had just left the cave, otherwise his current situation would be unimaginable.

The powerful ghost was more than three feet tall, his cloak was scattered, and he took a big stride, and the speed was extremely fast, and several people were caught off guard, and they didn't have time to hide, so they had no choice but to fight up.

For a while, the sword qi was flying, the sword strength passed through the air, and the strength of several innate martial artists was still very strong.

And throughout the whole process, Ling Xian was shouting, jumping up and down, not working, acting as timid as a mouse, the brocade-clothed man frowned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

And Ling Xian noticed that the last trace of vigilance that he also looked at himself also disappeared.

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