The Qinling Mountains are located in the Kotru Empire, only more than a hundred miles away from the border of the Mingsi Empire. There are countless dangerous peaks among the mountains. At this time, Linghu Jue was standing in front of one of the bowl-shaped valleys. This valley was very strange. The clouds on the top of the valley were heavy and the air currents were intertwined. It was completely different from the dusk mist in the nearby sky. A river more than ten feet wide, winding and flowing across the mouth of the valley. The mouth of the valley is covered with pines and cypresses, and even during the day, it is impossible to see clearly what is going on in the valley, not to mention that it is already night. Ling'er rubbed her little hands, which were already a little red from the cold, and pointed to the valley ahead with excitement, "We're here." Linghu Jue reluctantly nodded, his mind was not here. To be honest, he regretted coming here in the first place. Sisi flew out of his arms, her wings shining with a beautiful silver halo in the increasingly dense night, and said crisply, "Then hurry in, we are still in a hurry to go back." "It?" Ling'er pointed at Mo Yue and smiled a little sheepishly. Linghu Jue understood what she meant. Looking at the embarrassed and frightened hippogriff not far away, Linghu Jue gestured to Mo Yue, telling it to find a place to wander around by itself. Looking at the flying figure of Demon Moon, Ling'er stuck out her tongue. Girls are always a little afraid of huge monsters. He took out a small four-inch long bamboo flute with holes in his arms, put it in his mouth and blew it hard, while pressing the hole of the flute lightly with his fingers, it made a sound similar to that of some kind of bird. The sound was not loud. Loud, but extremely sharp. Soon, several similar responses rang out from the pine trees on the opposite side. Then, the same sound came from the valley, and several black shadows flew up from the valley and flew towards this side quickly. In order to cause unnecessary trouble, Linghu Jue also let Sisi turn into energy and penetrate into his body. ??The black shadow fell, and it was three hippogriffs. Three young men in their twenties rolled over and came over happily. "Ling'er, why are you back so late?" Looking at the other side, the three people stopped again and asked warily, "Who are you?" "This is the guest I invited, Shu Peng, why don't you let us in quickly?" ." Ling'er put her hands on her hips and her delicate nose quivered rapidly. She was obviously a little angry at her companion's impoliteness. "Guest, what kind of guest? Ling'er, you know the rules of the clan. Strangers without tokens are not allowed to enter the valley." Shu Peng said coldly. Looking at the young man in front of him who was ten times more handsome than him, his heart surged. He felt jealous for a while, you know, he wanted to be good with Ling'er for a long time. "Shu Peng, come here, I'll tell you." Ling'er waved, and seeing that Shu Peng was still hesitant, she stepped forward and whispered a few words in his ear. ¡°This¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡± Shu Peng looked at Linghu Jue, a little hesitant. "You're not willing to help me with this, so don't come to me again." Ling'er curled her lips, and her beautiful face instantly turned livid. Seeing that his lover was angry, Shu Peng laughed in embarrassment and said hurriedly: "Okay, okay, we will go back to the valley. But if the patriarch blames it, you have to ask the young lady to help me bear more of the burden." Ling'er turned white. He glanced at it, turned around, and greeted warmly, "Master Linghu, let's go into the valley. I guess some people are already waiting impatiently." After saying that, he blinked secretly. Linghu Jue nodded. He was eager to finish the work quickly and leave. Shu Peng climbed onto the hippogriff, looked at Linghu Jue and shouted, "Come up." Linghu Jue smiled, and before he could sit firmly, the hippogriff soared into the sky, and he subconsciously grabbed Shu Peng's lapel. . Useless guy. Shu Peng had already defined Linghu Jue in his mind. The distance of dozens of feet can be reached in the blink of an eye. Linghu Jue jumped off his horse and observed quietly. This was a very strange and quiet valley. Giant mushroom-like trees were in a special shape, filling both sides of a stone road. The road was very wide. , which can allow dozens of horses to run on it at the same time. Under the trees, there is a strange plant planted, which exudes a faint spicy smell. At the end of the road, you can vaguely see an old castle, dotted with little lights, giving people a sense of silence and solemn heaviness. Shu Peng obviously refused to let go of this opportunity to please Ling'er. He waved his hands to the other two people and said politely, "Ling'er, do you want me to accompany you in? The leader of the guard in the fort today is my brother." "Okay then. ." Ling'er did not reject his kindness, and was secretly amused. In fact, Shu Peng's patrol tonight was specially arranged by the lady and him. Entering the fort smoothly, bidding farewell to Shu Peng, Ling'er led him towards a small road on the side of the fort, followed the winding alleys, and came to a stone door carved with strange monsters. The door was very high, but It was obvious that this was not the main entrance. Ling'er came to the door and clapped her hands hard, three times, one slowly and two softly. "Ling'er, you are finally back. The lady has come to ask me several times." With the sound of the squeaking pulley turning, a head stretched out from the crack of the open door. "It's me, Sister Xiao Min." Ling'er ducked in sideways, turned around and saw Linghu Jue still standing stupidly, stretched out her hand and whispered, "Master Linghu, come in." I am Be a thief! Linghu Jue was a little amused, but he had no choice but to follow Ling'er's footsteps and step into the stone gate. Behind the door, in addition to Ling'er, there was a little girl about her age, dressed the same, but not as beautiful as Ling'er, but her eyes were very bright. "This is the young master Linghu that the young lady was talking about. He is so handsome." The maid, whom Ling'er called Sister Xiaomin, was obviously an outspoken person. The word "handsome" immediately made her first impression of Linghu Jue. The impression was expressed. "Stop talking, hurry up and ask the young lady and the old lady to tell them that Mr. Linghu has brought the things. I will take Mr. Linghu to the west hall." Ling'er pushed her. Linghu Jue followed Ling'er to the corridor. He was very depressed. The whole night, he was like a puppet, being led by the nose by Ling'er, but he couldn't say anything. The west hall is small. The lavender magic crystal light casts a noble and mysterious light and shadow on the entire living room. On the right side of the living room is a screen carved from sandalwood. On the left wall hangs a curved string. The bow is small, but it faintly emits magical energy. It is a valuable women's bow. Ling'er went out to pour tea. With nothing to do, Linghu Jue sat down and secretly circulated the Demonic Moon Qi in his body. This was not because he was hardworking, but because he felt that since he entered the fort, the energy in his body was floating irregularly as if he was sensing it. Sure enough, as soon as he circulated his true energy, the spiritual energy of the world around him seemed to be impatient and rushed over to him. Every time he breathed out, the spiritual energy absorbed was almost three times the usual amount. After a week, the accumulated true energy was almost the same as usual. Double. Just when he was wondering secretly, Ling'er walked in holding tea. There were two people following behind him, one of whom was Shu Tai. After not seeing each other for a few days, she seemed to have lost a lot of weight and looked a lot more haggard. However, when she saw Linghu Jue, a trace of blush appeared on her fair and sickly face. In addition, One was the old lady she was supporting. Her face was somewhat similar to hers. Her complexion was not good, but she had an extraordinary demeanor and an air of calm and authority. At this moment, there was a hint of surprise and expectation in this expression. Looking at the high-spirited Linghu Jue in front of him, Shu Tao suddenly didn't know what he should say. He could only salute and say softly, "Master Linghu, I'm done with your work." Linghu Jue stood up from his chair as soon as the two people entered the door. He stood up. For some reason, he instinctively felt a pressure on the old lady in front of him who looked similar to Shu Wei, but the person in front of him clearly did not have any fluctuations in magic or fighting spirit. Is this the difference in realm? Linghu Jue suddenly remembered a sentence he read in a book explaining the principles of fighting spirit when he was studying at the Imperial Academy: Realm is a talent that high-level warriors understand when they break through, and it exerts momentum pressure on low-level warriors. The old lady stared at Linghu Jue with sharp eyes, then she sat down with Shuai's support, looked directly at him again, and said coldly, "Young Master, I am the mother of He'er. Please forgive me for speaking frankly. With your level 4 and level 3 strength, you can actually enter and leave the Valley of Death safely and collect moonflowers. This? " Level 4 and level 3? What's the difference? Linghu Jue is a little strange and a little funny. To be honest, he himself doesn't know how far his fighting spirit has reached. He only knows that it has reached the level of a berserker, because for him who is a hunter, qualifications are not important. What matters is strength. Those monsters will not surrender just because they are your level warriors. But he didn¡¯t feel unhappy about Shu Wei¡¯s mother¡¯s questioning, because this was the right of the strong. He smiled and took out two moonflowers from his arms, placed them respectfully on the table, and said lightly, "Old madam, I can only answer you with two words, luck." Looking at the moon on the table Luohua, the old lady's expression changed, her eyes softened, she seemed a little confused, she raised her hand, wanting to touch it, but stopped, froze in mid-air, trembling slightly, her voice was the same, "Yueluohua" , What a moonflower!" "Mom, you can recover, you don't have to-" Shu Er cried with joy. From the beginning, she had no hope for Linghu Jue's promise, she just hoped that he would return safely, or so on. Hoping to take another look, including before entering the door, she was still a little uneasy. But when the hope becomes reality, only you know that feeling, that feeling towards him. After calming down for a while, the old lady's eyes changed when she looked at Linghu Jue, from sharp to grateful, and she said softly, "Mr. Linghu, this month Luohua is ashamed of herself." Then she turned her head and said, "Li'er, please help me." Mom, please kneel down and thank Mr. Linghu for your kindness.¡± ¡°Yes!¡± ¡°No.¡± Shu Wei and Linghu Jue spoke at the same time, their eyes intertwined and they didn¡¯t even kneel down. Ling'er chuckled at the side, and it didn't matter whether he knelt down in shame or not. Of course the old lady understood her daughter¡¯s mentality, and the look in Linghu Jue¡¯s eyes became strange.?? To be honest, although she had only met the young man in front of her for just a few minutes, based on her decades of experience in reading people, she knew that the young man in front of her was very outstanding. Both in terms of personality and cultivation, he was far ahead of his peers. People are not inferior to those young people secretly trained by the tribe. People are in high spirits during happy events, and the old lady seemed to become kinder. She smiled and said, "Okay, I see that Mr. Linghu is also a refined person, so I'll leave you alone." Linghu Jue looked at Shu Her affectionate eyes were really a little embarrassing. She quickly turned around and asked, "Old madam, I have something I don't know about and I want to ask you for advice?" "The old lady just said that I am level 4 and level 3? What does this mean?" "Haha - no wonder you don't know. I am not talking about the intermediate and advanced levels on the mainland today. They are passed down from our tribe and are also divided in ancient times. The method of warrior level. Nowadays, the peak holy warrior is only level five. "What? Are there higher levels of holy warriors?" Linghu Jue was a little worried. He thought of the agreement with the temple. If there is a more powerful being than a holy warrior, then if he goes there, he is simply seeking death. "What are the holy warriors? During the war between hundreds of tribes, they were the only ones at the bottom of the pile." The old lady seemed to have remembered something, and her eyes began to become confused¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª