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☆, Po Zhenzi 15

 The white crane was transformed into a magic weapon. It flew for three days and two nights before landing outside a vast and dense forest.

 Along the way, Yao Ji had learned about the current situation from a young man named Tan Fang. It turned out that after the collapse of the Lingxiao sect, there were still a lot of disciples who escaped, some incognito, and some in exile like Yao Ji.

 Since a few years ago, Lin Shaozong began to secretly search for these surviving disciples and summoned everyone.

 When the mountain gate was destroyed, Lin Shaozong had already reached the Nascent Soul stage, and now he is even more sophisticated and powerful.

 Under his call, many Taoist cultivators secretly formed societies who still had the intention of resisting. There was one of their strongholds in this dense forest.

 "If the Dog Emperor hadn't gone to the sea to capture Uncle Master, we still wouldn't know the whereabouts of Uncle Master." Tan Fang also expressed surprise when they suddenly reunited after twenty years of separation, "Uncle Master, don't worry, that thief bald man is absolutely dead." He is no match for his uncle." His uncle had ordered him to stay and he would find a way to get back after the break.

 Yao Ji suppressed the worry in her heart and said, "Is the stronghold here safe?"

 "It's safe," Tan Fang said. "There is miasma outside this forest, and few people approach it. Besides, we have set up a The formation, even if the master in charge of the formation is not there, can still last for a long time."

 Yao Ji nodded, and the two walked in the forest for a long time before stopping outside a cave.

 The location of the cave is extremely hidden. If Tan Fang hadn't led the way, Yao Ji wouldn't have discovered it. The entrance of the cave may not look big, but the inside is full of twists and turns, and there is a cave. Moreover, there are monks guarding every few steps, so it is indeed well guarded.

 She was a well-known figure in the Lingxiao sect back then. Almost everyone rushed to say hello to Yao Ji along the way. These people were completely different from the displaced monks outside. There was no despair or despair on their faces. , even though it is tense and solemn, it is still hopeful.

 Seeing the look of emotion in her eyes, Tan Fang sighed: "Uncle, blame us for not coming to rescue you earlier." He already knew that Yaoji broke the golden elixir to escape, although Yaoji explained that Xingsi had been helping her warm up However, Tan Fang was still filled with indignation, guilt and self-blame.

 "What are you talking about?" The girl smiled and shook her head, "I am my uncle and you are my nephew. Even though I have temporarily lost my cultivation, I asked my nephew to save me. I still have to lose face.

 " The joke made Tan Fang laugh, and the dejected atmosphere was swept away. When the two of them reached the end and turned around a rock, Yao Ji's eyes lit up and she suddenly became enlightened.

 It turns out that this mountain is hollow, and inside the mountain peak is a huge cave. In the cave, there are many streets and houses, but it is a small mountain village that looks like a paradise.

 In the mountain village, dogs barked, chickens crowed, and smoke curled up from cooking stoves. From time to time, a few playful children ran past, chasing little yellow dogs behind them.

 Some of the people coming and going were familiar to her, and some were completely unfamiliar to her.

 As Tan Fang walked, he introduced to her which ones were from the Lingxiao sect, which ones were disciples who had escaped from other sects, and some who were relatives of these monks, so there were also old, weak, women and children with no cultivation among them.

 Yao Ji had mixed feelings, she was shocked and happy at the same time.

 Passing by a house, she suddenly paused: "That's it?"

 "Oh," Tan Fang looked at it, "that's Mr. Duan's servant."

 "Mr. Duan?" She was suspicious and couldn't get it wrong. , that man was tall and round, and he was one of the big men she met in Poguan the night she was arrested by Xing Si.

 "Yes," Tan Fang said as he walked, "This stronghold was also built with the help of Mr. Duan. Mr. Duan has a high level of cultivation. Your uncle, your golden elixir, can ask him to help repair it." Not only that, according to Tan Fang

 , This Mr. Duan provided the monks with a large number of spiritual stones for their daily life and cultivation. The large formation outside the stronghold was set up with his full support. Otherwise, the Taoist monks who had been in exile for many years would not be able to get the necessary equipment to set up the formation. A treasure of heaven and earth.

 "By the way, Mr. Duan said that he had met you, uncle, before. He knew that you had been kidnapped by the thief Tu Tu from Tongmingyuan. He pursued them all the way, but unfortunately failed."

 Yao Ji's heart moved: "There was a big demon suddenly appearing on the river before. , Could it be..."

 Tan Fang smiled and scratched the back of his head: "That was the noise made by Mr. Duan. I planned to take the opportunity to save my uncle, but the thief escaped."

 She saw Tan Fang's look on his face. Mr. Wang highly praised this paragraph and had already thought about it in his mind. It is certain that Mr. Duan is the young man in Poguan. The young man said that he had met him once in the Lingxiao Sect, but it was a pity that she did not see his appearance at that time, otherwise she might have recognized him.

 Thinking of this, she said: "Senior nephew Tan, please take me to see Mr. Duan so that I can thank him in person." "

 This is natural," Tan Fang nodded, "Uncle Tan, just follow me. "

 At that moment, the two of them walked towards a small building in the middle. This was probably where the monks held meetings. The first floor was a lobby. Several big men were guarding the door. They were the same group of people who were in the temple at the beginning.

 Seeing Yao Ji coming, everyone was startled. Yao Ji nodded to them and walked straight upstairs.

 She always felt that Mr. Duan's identity was a bit strange. A monk whose cultivation was similar to that of Lin Shaozong would not have been an unknown person before the Taoism was destroyed in the past. Although the world of cultivation is large, there are not many monks who have reached the Nascent Soul stage. But twenty years ago, which family or sect had the surname Duan?

 However, there is one person who is very deep in the memory of the original person. But that person would never come to help Daomen no matter what.

 While thinking, Tan Fang, who was walking in front, stopped. She raised her eyes and saw a man in black clothes standing by the window. Although his back was to Yao Ji, when he heard the footsteps of the two of them, he said with a smile: "Friend Shuidao, please wait for a long time." - voice Gentle and clear, he was exactly the young man he had met in Poguan that day.

 "Mr. Duan, I want to thank you in person for your help." The girl bowed her hands and saluted. When she raised her head, she saw that Mr. Duan had turned around.

 His brows were clear, his expression was gentle, and a smile on his lips was as warm as the spring breeze. Yao Ji was shocked, and her expression suddenly changed: "Is it you!?"

 --Twenty years ago, the battle that destroyed the Lingxiao sect was exactly the same. It was this person who shattered the original golden elixir with one palm.

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