Chapter 159 Lingbao Taoist? Tongtian Sect Master!

The Qilin clan has experienced many ups and downs.

Yang Jian was confused.

He admitted that he just thought it was fun at first and was playing a trick on some stupid Qilin.

But he didn't have the quirk of playing with the unicorn chrysanthemum.

It must be some other guy taking advantage of the situation!

After he infiltrated the heartland of the Qilin clan, he has been staying around Mount Buzhou, never leaving.

Those disappeared unicorns were indeed related to him.

Because the appetite of the Twelve-Rank Black Lotus of Destruction above the incarnation's head is growing.

There is a vague trend that is out of control.

The Twelve-Rank Black Lotus of Destruction is his only support right now. If he loses its help.

He could hardly move forward in the ancient wilderness.

The most important thing right now is to stabilize Hei Lian and save his life, so he doesn't care about the consequences of disturbing Shanggu.

Yang Jian could only go out from time to time to let his incarnation have a bite to eat.

At the same time, I saw that guy in the dark was making more and more noise.

The inspections of the Qilin tribes are becoming more and more stringent.

Yang Jian felt that he was getting closer and closer to being exposed.

We can’t let the guy in the dark continue. No matter who he is, Yang Jian decides to have a good talk with him.

If the other party is willing to communicate, then that's easy.

If communication is impossible, his lotus incarnation has become even stronger now, and choosing to win people over with virtue is also a good result.

That night.

In the ancient night, the ten moons shone together.

This is an extremely rare sight.

Under the illumination of ten moons, every detail in the mountains and forests is clearly visible.

Except that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth has become a little cold and gloomy, everything else is no different from daytime.

Yang Jian manipulated his incarnation to transform into a towering tree, waiting there for his prey.

During this time he has discovered some patterns.

The guy who was secretly doing trouble liked to anally rape the weaker Qilins, and his methods were extremely cruel. After seeing this, Yang Jian could only sigh that he was not worthy of being a Qilin.

The Qilin that was killed by his vicious hands did not lose its life, but its mind was broken and its body was seriously injured.

This shows that the guy doesn't like to kill innocent people.

The target of its action must be the solitary Qilin.

Most actions are carried out on full-moon nights, and they will always choose open areas.

He had been committing crimes for such a long time and his actions were so frequent, but the Qilin tribe was unable to catch him.

On the one hand, the creatures who are secretly causing trouble have extremely powerful magical powers, and there is no trace of their magic, making them difficult to track.

Another reason is that the Qilin clan has always adhered to the principle of prioritizing strength.

When a member of the Qilin family is born, there will be a corresponding Qilin inheritance in his soul, and he does not need to think at all when practicing.

As long as you sleep according to the inheritance, your cultivation will automatically increase.

In order to succeed, the Qilins either sleep and cultivate, or practice fighting.

This results in most Qilins not being very smart. They are first-rate in fighting and seizing territory, but they are useless in a battle of wits.

For example, when encountering a creature that requires a battle of wits, it is like a blind person.

"Chirp chirp~"

A group of flying birds landed on the transformed tree, preening their feathers and chirping as if they were chatting.

Soon, a pool of bird droppings gathered under the tree.

Fortunately, this has nothing to do with Yang Jian, because the one that transformed into the tree is not his real body. As long as he turns off his sense of smell of the incarnation, he can pretend that nothing happened.

In order to avoid the subconscious feeling of nausea, he slowly sank the roots deep into the ground to avoid getting them stained by bird droppings.

Then he focused all his attention on the distance.

A pitch-black Qilin was playing in the spring, and a device for protecting chrysanthemums, which was recently popular among the Qilin tribe, was placed on the shore.

The Qilin in the water moves gracefully and mysteriously, and its body is extremely smooth and full of beauty. From Yang Jian's perspective, it should be a rare and beautiful Qilin in the Qilin clan.

That's why it was chosen as a trap to lure the guy in the dark to take action.

Yang Jian didn't think that these guys from the Qilin clan could succeed.

It’s because the acting of the black unicorn playing in the water is so bad.

After all, only a fool would play in the water for two days and not feel tired.

Soon, the Qilins lying in ambush lost their patience and disappeared one by one.

The black unicorn playing in the spring had a lost look in his eyes.

Her plan failed, and the Qilin Demon was not fooled.

The price she paid was that the Black Kirin would be removed from the list, and from then on their status would be reduced to the same as that of the Hybrid Kirin.

This means that their tribe will no longer enjoy the support of all other tribes, but will have to make use of its value and provide support to the Qilin in exchange for protection.

The gap between being supported and becoming a provider is enormous.

Black Qilin is usually born intelligent.

So Mo Baobao also understood the ending she would face.

She didn't dare go back to see her tribesmen, and she sobbed softly on the shore.

It looks like that guy won't be coming.

This thought flashed through Yang Jian's mind, and he was about to cancel his transformation and leave quietly.

"Fellow Daoist, please show yourself."

A call suddenly sounded in his ears, and Yang Jian was startled.

The sound was indeed not far away.

Because the creature making the noise is right before our eyes.

The incarnation transformed into a tree, and at this time one of the branches felt heavy.

The bird that was chirping and pooping like crazy on the branch disappeared.

Instead, a young man in black robe took his place.

The young man in black robe had a heroic look between his brows, and the slightly raised corners of his mouth revealed a cynical look.

Yang Jian was frightened instantly.

It was because the young man looked exactly like Master Tongtian.

In other words, this is the future Master Tongtian and Lingbao Datianzun.

At this time, he was the Lingbao Taoist who had not yet become a saint.

"Fellow Daoist, stop pretending. I have been following you for a long time, just to see you turn into a big tree sitting here. Besides, what big tree would dislike bird shit? I even moved the roots away!
In order to see you, I have caused many Qilins to have their Dao hearts broken. You are really good at hiding!"

Master Tongtian sighed.

Yang Jian was hesitating whether to recognize him.

He actually met Tongtian Sect Master at this time. If he told him his identity directly.

Then the Master Tongtian in the present world should have this extra memory, and he could go to Nuwa and use the Kunlun Mirror to retrieve him.

But what is Master Tongtian doing among the Qilin clan?

While Yang Jian was hesitating, Tong Tian Jiaozhu took action: "Wait a moment, Daoist friend. I have something to do. Although the purpose of luring Daoist friend out has been achieved, if this thing is not done, this little guy will be in trouble."

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Master Tongtian transform into a ball of green light and descend to the edge of the spring.

Mo Qilin, who was crying beside the spring, noticed something was wrong. She looked at the green light in the sky in horror: "Qilin Demon!"

She curled up subconsciously, using her four paws to protect her body.

Soon, she realized that it was of no use.

Then, a heart-wrenching wail echoed through the mountains and forests, startling the birds in the forest.

The sound waves pierced through the sky, creating a hole in the white clouds covering October.

"Depend on!"

Yang Jian cursed in his heart. He controlled his incarnation and turned into a flying bird. He mixed in with the other birds and flew away into the distance.

This is the heartland of the Qilin clan. Such a big commotion will definitely attract other Qilin.

If you don't leave, it will be too late!

(End of this chapter)