Chapter 442 Lin Ling: Mu Lang! 5K (1/2)

In the middle of the night, the rain fell lightly.

That night, Mu Zhian took Lin Ling out of the observation tower and first came to the outside of the Blue Tribe Holy Land. After walking around a secret manor, Lin Ling stopped and looked directly at the ancient sacred mountain not far ahead.

Xianhuang Mountain is known as one of the seven sacred mountains in Dongzhou.

It is rumored that the ancestors of the Lan family merged with the earth here and achieved the supreme fruit of Taoism.

Later, before she died, she killed into the forbidden land alone and intimidated the ancient creatures. Soon after, she died in Xianhuang Mountain, leaving her own inheritance.

So far, Xianhuang Mountain has become the ancestral land of the Blue Tribe. Every few years, the Blue Tribe will come here to worship.

"It is said that the ancestor of the Lan family was once a female emperor. Senior sister's divine body is similar to hers, and she can peek into the origin of all things. Even the great masters of the same realm have to retreat. Sister Lin Ling, have you heard of it in the past?"

Mu Zhian was walking at the foot of Xianhuang Mountain on a rainy night, and suddenly asked.

"She once came to Liangyi Sect." Lin Ling wrote in the little notebook, revealing a secret that no one knew.

"Before the ancestor of the Lan family passed away, did he go to Liangyi Sect?"

Mu Zhian was quite interested: "Could it be that he went to see the sect master sister? What did they talk about?"

Lin Ling shook her head gently: "I don't know what they talked about."

"At that time, I was still suppressing the karma fire in the cave, and rarely left."

Mu Zhian's eyes flickered, and he remembered the ancient ship he saw by the lake some time ago, and the ancestor of the Lan family in the ancient ship.

"Is the ancestor of the Lan family really dead now?" Mu Zhian suddenly asked.

"Her life span had not yet ended, but I don't know why she suddenly disappeared later." Lin Ling shook her head.

Maybe the ancestor of the Lan family seen in the ancient ship at that time was really a 'living person'? Mu Zhian thought.

Soon, they arrived at their destination, the edge of Xianhuang Mountain.

There was no way to go further ahead, and there were bushes and jungles everywhere. On a rainy night, the entire mountain forest was gloomy.

"It seems that there is no way to go ahead... Sister Lin Ling, are you sure it's here?" Mu Zhian asked.

Lin Ling nodded with certainty and said softly: "The roads in this world are walked out, and the same is true for Xianhuang Mountain."

The next moment, something magical happened.

The surrounding bushes bent back silently, and the closed ancient sacred mountain in front shook slightly.

The belly of Xianhuang Mountain gradually emerged in the vibration. Although it was a distance away, an ancient underground palace could be vaguely seen.

In the underground palace, a huge stone door blocked the way forward for the two, and it was difficult to take a step forward.

"It's best not to attract other people's attention." Mu Zhian said softly.

Lin Ling nodded gently, grabbed Mu Zhian's hand, opened her red lips, and whispered something.

The next moment, the two disappeared from the front of Xianhuang Mountain, and when they reappeared, they were already in the depths of the underground palace.

Unlike the underground palace that Mu Zhian imagined, this underground palace did not have the slightest feeling of gloom. Instead, it was shrouded in brilliant divine light, illuminating the entire underground palace, and it was extremely sacred.

Lin Ling's sight fell directly on a space crack that was emitting a hazy glow not far ahead.

The space crack emitted amazing spiritual fluctuations, as if connecting to another world.

Mu Zhian said softly: "The art of cave heaven."

The art of cave heaven is a magic that can only be mastered in the Return to Void Realm. Using the art of cave heaven, a huge space can be opened up in a limited space.

However, the larger the space, the more materials are needed.

From this spatial crack, Mu Zhian felt the vast spiritual energy, which was enough to imagine how much effort the ancestors of the Lan family had put into building this cave.

At this time, Lin Ling's eyebrows suddenly frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Mu Zhian asked immediately after seeing this.

"There is a very strong demonic energy here." Lin Ling raised the small notebook.

"Demonic energy? In the ancestral land of the Lan family...?"

Mu Zhian was stunned at first, and then, as if he had sensed something, he took out the ancient bell left by the nine-tailed fox from the ring.

The ancient bell in his hand was making a very violent vibration sound.

After a brief moment of surprise, Mu Zhian raised his head and looked forward.

In the spatial crack, a ripple rippled, emitting a charming halo.

Lin Ling stepped forward and entered the cave with Mu Zhian.

The next moment, the whole world seemed to be turned upside down, and the sky was spinning!

A surge of will descended, like a god looking down from above. Almost the next moment, Mu Zhian felt that his realm was suppressed from the peak of the soul refining to the level of the fifth level of the soul refining.

"Will this cave suppress the realm of others...?"

Mu Zhian was secretly shocked, and then glanced at Lin Ling who seemed to be fine beside him.

"It seems that this formation has no effect on the Hedao realm."

Mu Zhian was relieved for the time being, shielded his own breath, and walked forward along the passage in the cave.

At the same time.

In the depths of this cave, in an area covered by white fog.

Ancient trees intertwined and towering, moss marks were everywhere. There were also many palaces in this area, stone pillars stood, and flowers withered and died.

"This matter is very important to you and me. If it goes wrong, the elder should know what the consequences will be." The young man in a green robe spoke slowly, with a casual and indifferent expression.

"Holy Son, you can rest assured that I know what to do. Even if I try my best, I will help Qingyue Holy Land."

The old man who spoke deliberately concealed his appearance and aura, and his tone was low, making it difficult to see clearly.

As for this young man, Mu Zhian had met him once before. He was the Holy Son of Qingyue Holy Land in Dongzhou.

Holy Son Qingyue slowly raised his head and stared at the sculpture not far ahead, with a trace of obsession in his eyes.

The sculpture is of a woman with a compassionate expression, and there seems to be a dark blue shimmer behind her, like a collection of all the saints and nobles in the world.

"Is everything ready?" Qingyue Holy Son asked casually, playing with the jade letter in his hand.

Only with this jade letter can we step into the depths of the Lan clan's ancestral land.

The elder nodded silently.

Then, he reminded: "It's getting late. The Holy Son should go back early. If he stays here for a long time, he may be noticed by others."

Holy Son Qingyue looked at the sculpture from a distance, and after a long time, he left together with the elders behind him.

Silence returned to the palace.

Nearly half an hour later, the originally silent palace suddenly rippled like water.

Lin Ling and Mu Zhian, who had shielded their own aura, appeared in the palace.

"Sister Lin Ling, do you feel there is anything wrong with this place?" Mu Zhian asked.

Lin Ling pointed to the sculpture in front of her, and then handed him the contents of the small book to read: "There is a strong demonic aura in this sculpture, no less than the current Queen of the Demon Realm."

Mu Zhian was stunned.

"How can there be evil spirits in the ancestral land of the Blue Clan? And you said it is no less than Zixuan?"

Mu Zhian murmured to himself, his eyes flashing with thought.

Lin Ling tilted her head and looked at Mu Zhian strangely, a trace of doubt flashing in her red star eyes.

How does he know the real name of the Queen of the Demon Realm...?

Brainstorming has already begun in Mu Zhian's mind.

"Ever since I joined the Blue Clan, I've always felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't put my finger on it..."

"Why does the ancient bell of the Nine-tailed Sky Fox react to the Lan clan? Why does the ancestor of the Lan family send oracles at every ancestor worship meeting even though he is in that ancient ship? And the ancestor of the Lan family said before However, she was not the one who sent down the oracle.”

"Since the person who issued the oracle is not the ancestor of the Lan family, is it possible that besides her, there are other powerful Hedao powers in the Lan family...?"

The answer probably lies in this sculpture.

Mu Zhian raised his head and stared at the graceful figure that vaguely appeared in his field of vision. He stepped forward slowly and reached out to touch the sculpture.

For a moment, the entire sculpture vibrated violently, and an extremely rich pink evil spirit slowly overflowed from the sculpture.

Mu Zhian looked at the ancient bell vibrating in his palm, and he understood clearly in his heart, and said softly: "Nine-tailed Sky Fox..."

The spiritual consciousness of the nine-tailed sky fox is in this sculpture!

Lin Ling gently tugged at the corner of Mu Zhian's clothes and put up a small notebook: "Someone is coming in from outside, we have to leave."

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Soon after Mu Zhian and the two left the ancestral land of the Lan tribe, some elders of the Blue tribe who were meditating and practicing woke up from their practice and sent people to the ancestral land to investigate.

That night, many members of the Blue Clan were awakened by the movements in their ancestral land, and were as frightened as if it was the end of the world.

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In the warm room, the curtains were hung low and sandalwood was burning in the room.

Lan Mulian was also startled by the violent vibration. The moment he opened his eyes, he raised his hand to take out the sword hidden in the ring. There were no clansmen near the dormitory where the two sisters lived, so it was quite clean.

She quickly changed into a white inner garment, outlining her exquisite and tight bulging figure, pushed the door open and looked in the direction of the Blue Clan's ancestral home.

This cold beauty is currently holding a long sword that shines with cold light. Her long hair is spread like a waterfall, covering her buttocks wrapped in a white blouse.

"Sister...did you hear it too?"

Not far away, Lan Feiying was also awakened. She had already changed her clothes and stepped forward to shout.

"The movement was a bit loud. It seems like something happened in the ancestral land." Lan Mulian said softly.

"Where's Mu Zhian?" she asked again.

Lan Feiying shook her head gently: "I don't know, maybe I'm still meditating."

They were adjacent to the dormitory where Mu Zhian lived. The sounds of the ancestral land could be heard here, but there was no reason why they couldn't hear them from Mu Zhian's place.

"Go to the main hall and have a look. Wait for me first."

After Lan Mulian finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the room. After changing into a noble and cold moon-white dress, he left the dormitory with Lan Feiying and headed to the main hall of the Lan clan with his sword in hand.

However, as soon as they arrived in front of the main hall, the two sisters were immediately stopped by the clan members guarding them. The people gathered in the main hall tonight were all senior officials of the Blue clan, discussing matters regarding the ancestral land. No clan members were allowed to enter.

Lan Mulian and Lan Feiying looked at each other and did not force their way in. Their eyes passed over several clan members and landed on a group of elders in the distance.

In addition to several elders, we also saw two "living fossils" of the Lan Clan, as well as Lan Wu, the young master of the Lan family, and others.

"Senior sister, Sister Feiying, why are you here?"

At this time, a familiar and gentle voice came from behind.

Lan Mulian looked back and saw that it was Mu Zhian who had just returned from the ancestral land.

She asked doubtfully: "When did you come here? I didn't seem to see you on the way here."

"And... Senior Linglong is here too?" Lan Mulian looked at the silver-haired beauty in doubt again.

"I feel a little bored tonight and can't meditate quietly, so I came out to relax." Mu Zhian smiled.

He glanced at the scene in the main hall, and understood in his heart: "It seems that the movement in the ancestral land tonight also makes it impossible for them to meditate quietly."

Lan Feiying narrowed her eyes and suddenly transmitted a voice: "You should know something, right? About the movement tonight."

Mu Zhian's eyes moved slightly, and he deliberately transmitted a voice to tease: "I know something, but what does Sister Feiying plan to exchange?"

Lan Feiying gave him a charming and charming look: "What do you want your sister to exchange information with you?"

Mu Zhian pondered for a moment and transmitted a voice: "For example, I put the information I know in the room, and then Sister Feiying finds a time at night to sneak into the room wearing a tights. If I don't notice it, then the information is yours."

"What if you notice it?" Lan Feiying's eyes are playful.

Mu Zhian smiled and replied: "Then the thief will be punished."

"You wish."

Lan Feiying glared at Mu Zhian, and then glanced at her sister beside her.

Lan Murian, who was noble and cold, was looking at Mu Zhian with a smile, her eyes were playful, as if she had heard something interesting.

Lin Ling, who was standing beside her, also frowned. Her white skirt was stained with dust because she went into the mountains tonight. Under the skirt was a pair of plump, snow-white long legs. She was wearing a pair of deerskin boots embroidered with cloud patterns. Her legs were close together, and she looked well-behaved and obedient.

No one would have thought that the spirit dragon of Liangyi Sect would appear in the Lan Clan so openly... and along the way, no one recognized her identity.

Lin Ling glanced at Mu Zhian with her little eyes and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Then, when Mu Zhian turned around, she handed the small notebook in her hand to Mu Zhian and said, "Bad boy."

"Don't be unfaithful."

Mu Zhian's eyes moved slightly, and he transmitted in surprise, "Sister Lin Ling could hear my transmission just now?"

Lin Ling glanced at Mu Zhian strangely, and wrote in the small notebook, "The sound transmission technique is not a very powerful spell. Many people know how to intercept it, unless the other party's realm is far higher than their own."

Then, she wrote in the small notebook, "Your senior sister also knows how to intercept the sound transmission technique."

"?"

Mu Zhian's eyes froze slightly, and he was stunned when he saw this sentence.

Subconsciously, he raised his head and looked at the stunning beauty who was close at hand.

Senior... Senior sister also knows how to intercept the sound transmission?

The cold beauty in a white dress and long black hair smiled, and pursed her sexy red lips: "Junior brother, do you have anything to say?"

"Or do you want me to wear a tights and go to your room to play role-playing games with you?"

Mu Zhian's expression suddenly froze.

I'm so... Doesn't that mean that when I communicated with Sister Feiying in front of Senior Sister, Senior Sister heard it? !

Social death!

At this moment, Mu Zhian wanted to cover his face and escape from here, but in order to maintain his image, he had a calm look and forced a smile: "Just now I was just joking with Sister Feiying."

Lan Murian sneered: "Junior brother knows best whether it's a joke or not."

Mu Zhian was helpless.

I didn't expect that flirting with my sister would be caught by my sister... This is too embarrassing.

No, I must think of a way to make Senior Sister socially dead next time...Mu Zhian sighed in his heart.

Lin Ling listened to the conversation of the three people, glanced at the two girls again, and couldn't help but frowned. She gently tugged at the corner of Mu Zhian's clothes and wrote in the small notebook: "Let's go back."

Mu Zhian tried to collect his thoughts, nodded gently, and said goodbye: "Then I will take Sister Lin Ling back first."

Lan Murian glanced at the obedient Lin Ling casually, and suddenly said: "I always feel that Senior Linglong seems to be much closer to you than before recently. Now he will even go out to relax with you at night?"

Mu Zhian's heart skipped a beat, and before he could speak , Lan Feiying has already stepped forward, holding Mu Zhian's arm, and said with a smile: "Are you leaving so soon? Don't you want to play role-playing games? Sister will play with you tonight."

The two sisters are in sync, and Lan Mulian smiled brightly almost at the same time: "I can also play with you."

"Whether it's the role-playing you mentioned, or... other things."

Mu Zhian's heart was shaken at first, and then the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. When he noticed the faint eyes of the silver-haired beauty next to him, he suddenly panicked.

I'm so, senior sister... Sister Feiying, please stop talking...

I just want to tease you, but you are going to drag me to self-destruct...

The two sisters of the Lan family seem to be flirting with him now, but in fact they are testing his relationship with Linglong.

Although Miss Linglong has always been docile and well-behaved, it is hard to guarantee that she will be patient at this moment.

"What's wrong? Your heartbeat seems to have quickened a lot?"

Lan Feiying raised her eyebrows slightly, gently placed her palm on his chest, raised her head and smiled gently.

"No, nothing, I'm just a little tempted by your proposal." Mu Zhian forced a smile and pulled the corner of his mouth slightly.

Then, he immediately changed the subject and said, "There was a big commotion in the ancestral land tonight. It's not convenient. Let's talk about it another day."

Seeing that the two sisters did not continue to speak despite their doubts, Mu Zhian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Sister Lin Ling, I'll take you back first."

Lin Ling looked up at the two beauties in the little red skirt and the little white skirt, and then nodded obediently.

Then when Mu Zhian held her hand, she suddenly thought about it and asked, "Are Mu Lang and them Taoist couples?"

The crisp and pleasant soft voice seemed particularly clear in the quiet rainy night, and it also made the atmosphere outside the hall suddenly stagnant.

Mu Zhian's body froze for a moment, like a sculpture weathered by the years, with a frozen expression.

"Mu Lang...?"

Lan Mulian even doubted her ears for a moment, and her eyes subconsciously fell on Mu Zhian.

Lan Feiying, who was about to return to the palace with her sister, also paused, tilted her head slightly, and looked at Mu Zhian.

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