Xuanxia

Chapter 348: Spiritual Mirror Sect (Part )
A small boat slowly drifted away, drawing a thin line on the mirror-clear lake surface.

Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan were tied up tightly. They sat on the boat, looking at each other helplessly.

There was a masked Lingjing sect member sitting cross-legged at the bow. There was no one seen steering the oars, but the boat just kept moving forward at a very fast speed and with great stability. I'm afraid that even the best boatman would not be able to steer the boat so well.

Obviously, he was not driving the boat, but controlling the water for boating.

His mask was also a bit strange. It looked like it was made of metal and fit his face perfectly, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed. There were no complicated patterns on the mask, and it seemed that it was just to conceal his identity.

"Senior, I've said before, we are not here to be your enemy."

Hua Wuying said helplessly: "You were able to capture Huo Yaer because we tipped off..."

Yes, after defeating Huo Yaer, the people of Lingjing Sect did not treat Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan with courtesy.

Instead, they took out some kind of rope that was clearly blessed with magic, tied the two of them tightly, and threw them onto a small boat. They were escorted by this Lingjing Sect member, and no one knew where they were going...

As for Huo Yaer, he was taken away by other members of the Lingjing Sect.

After listening to Hua Wuying's words, the man at the bow spoke. Judging from his voice, he was a middle-aged man.

His tone was low and calm: “If you have no ill intentions, why don’t you worship the mountain, but lurk on the island and wait for an opportunity to sneak in?”

"You are just trying to take advantage of the opportunity to help us deal with our enemies and fish in troubled waters."

Hua Wuying sighed softly.

"How could we know what kind of storm formation that was?" Hua Xiaolan had recovered some strength by this time, and snorted, "We just thought that the waterways in the Black Mountain Islands were difficult to navigate and the weather was changeable, so who knew that it was your mountain gate?"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man tilted his head slightly. His face could not be seen clearly under the mask. "You are wearing Miao clothing and have so many poisons on your body. Are you a disciple of Wandu Mountain? How could there be no records about my Lingjing Sect in Wandu Mountain?"

Hua Xiaolan curled her lips: "Boring."

Hua Wuying was moved when he heard this, and asked in a low voice: "Junior Sister Hua, did you...know about the Wind and Rain Formation?"

"know."

Hua Xiaolan rolled her eyes at him: "Why, are you blaming me for not telling you in advance?"

Hua Wuying smiled helplessly.

He finally understood... Before, he and Yuan Ye both thought it was because of the weather, but Hua Xiaolan already knew about the wind and rain.

But she clearly had the intention of sneaking in quietly, so she didn't say anything about it, and this was indeed her style.

Hua Wuying could guess what Hua Xiaolan was thinking - if he told her, he would definitely want to pay homage to her in an open and aboveboard manner. However, in this case, the difficulty of obtaining the Millennium Nine-Section Bell Grass would only increase sharply. After all, asking someone for this thing is tantamount to digging up their foundation. Who would agree to that?
In this case, he had nothing to say, and could only say softly: "Things have come to this point, we can only take it one step at a time."

"You don't blame me?" Hua Xiaolan asked him with a smile.

Hua Wuying smiled in response: "You have been running around for the sect and going through all kinds of hardships. It's normal for you to have your own concerns. How can I blame you?"

"Young Leader, you have grown up." Hua Xiaolan blinked mischievously.

Hua Wuying was stunned.

He discovered that since entering Lingjing Gate, Hua Xiaolan seemed to have let go of many of her worries and became much more cheerful... Could it be that she was sure to get the Millennium Nine-Section Bell Grass?

But right now, it’s certainly not a good question to ask.

There was no conversation along the way. The boat slowly moved forward and finally docked at a small island.

This island is clearly a tall and steep mountain with plank roads all over the mountain. Many houses can be vaguely seen on the mountain, and there is also a small pier on the shore.

When they arrived, the other dozen or so Lingjing sect members who had just participated in the battle had already arrived and were standing in a circle, wondering what they were thinking about.

The middle-aged man jumped onto the shore and said to Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan, "You two can move your feet, so walk by yourselves."

As he said this, he called out to his fellow disciples in front of him, "What are you doing?"

"This person is not right."

A Lingjing Sect member responded, "He has not opened any acupoints in his body, and he has no ability to communicate with the spiritual void. How did he fight us just now?"

"Didn't they say that he was possessed by another spirit?" The middle-aged man strode forward: "Let me take a look." On the boat, Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan looked at each other.

Obviously, they were talking about Huo Yaer...or Yuan Ye.

"No way?" Hua Xiaolan asked.

Hua Wuying's eyes were slightly stern: "It's possible."

They all guessed one possibility - Huoyal had escaped after all.

All that was left was Yuan Ye’s body!

"Dear fellow Lingjingmen."

Hua Wuying said loudly: "Take a look, is there an eyeball on his forehead?"

Those masked members of the Lingjing Sect turned around and looked over.

Their masks were all the same, made of metal, without any patterns or designs, and fitting tightly to their faces.

The middle-aged man who had brought them here just now asked in a deep voice: "What if there is, what if there is not?"

Hua Wuying stood up slowly and said seriously, "Huo Yaer relied on that eyeball to possess the body. If that eyeball was not there, this man would be just an ordinary young boatman in Jinse Town."

Several Lingjing disciples looked at each other, as if considering whether his words were trustworthy.

At this time, Hua Xiaolan smiled softly and said, "You may not be able to see it, but there must be elders with profound cultivation in your sect. They must be able to see it. If you don't trust us, just go and ask them."

"If what we said is true, then Huo Yaer has probably gone into hiding. She covets your sect's treasures, so you should also increase your manpower."

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said, "Old Nine, report this to the headmaster."

"Understood, boss."

A member of the Lingjing Sect whose voice sounded much younger responded, then turned around and jumped into the lake from the dock and disappeared.

Then the middle-aged man asked, "That kid said that this guy is from Jinse Town... I remember someone on the fishing island is also from Jinse Town? Go find a few people to come and have a look... This guy is very young, find someone who has been here in recent years."

"I'll go." A female Lingjing sect member responded and also jumped into the lake and disappeared.

Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan didn’t know what kind of island Yudao was.

But there were also people from Jinse Town who understood.

Is there anyone in this Lingjing Sect who is from Jinse Town? Or is he from recent years?
Why didn’t I hear about it when I was in town?
But Hua Wuying and Hua Xiaolan could not do anything else at the moment and could only wait.

They can't escape now, and since the Lingjing sect members have already informed the sect leader, they will probably be able to see Lin Wangshu soon.

I hope this leader can be more polite...

Not long after, a small boat came from afar. On the bow was the female Lingjing sect member. There was another person on the boat. He was not wearing a mask and did not look like a cultivator. He looked a little confused, as if he was just an ordinary old man.

Soon, the boat docked, and the old man went ashore nervously at the call of several Lingjing disciples.

"Are you the only one who came from Jinse Town in recent years?"

The middle-aged man asked, "How long ago did you come?"

The old man smiled and said, "Master, I came here five years and three months ago."

"Yeah." The middle-aged man slightly moved aside to let the old man see Yuan Ye who was unconscious on the ground: "Look, this is someone from your hometown?"

The old man looked carefully and his expression changed drastically, seeming happy, sad, and a little bit unbelievable.

He walked forward slowly, squatted beside Yuan Ye, looked at him carefully, and tears flowed from his eyes.

"Xiao Ye...you have grown up..."

He half-knelt on the ground, pounding the ground with clenched fists, and said in a hoarse voice with tears in his eyes: "But why are you so stupid and follow your father's old path..."

(End of this chapter)