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    ☆、Broken 15

    The white crane was transformed into a magic weapon and flew straight 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 He’s call, many Taoist cultivators secretly formed societies who still had the intention of resisting. In this dense forest, there is a stronghold of He.

    “If the Dog Emperor hadn’t gone to the sea to capture the documents and arrest the uncle, we still don’t know the whereabouts of the uncle.” Tan Fang also expressed surprise when they suddenly reunited after twenty years of separation. “Uncle, don’t worry, that thief bald is definitely no match for the uncle.” The uncle had told him early in the morning to stay for a while, and he would find a way to come back.

    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. Moreover, we have set up a formation outside the stronghold. Even if the uncle in charge of the formation is not around, it can 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. As Yao Ji walked along, almost everyone rushed to say hello to her. These people were completely different from the displaced monks outside. There was no defeat or despair on their faces. Even though they were nervous and solemn, they were still full of hope.

    Seeing the look of emotion in her eyes, Tan Fang sighed: “Uncle, it’s our fault that we didn’t come to rescue you earlier.” He already knew that Yao Ji broke the golden elixir to escape. Although Yao Ji explained that Xing Si had been helping her nurse, she still got Tan Fang’s indignation and guilt.

    “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 he walked, Tan Fang 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.

    Walking past 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 there was no mistaking the man. He was a big man with broad shoulders and a round waist. He was one of the big men she met in Poguan the night she was arrested by Xingsi.

    “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. Uncle Master, you can ask him to help repair your golden elixir.”

    Not only that, according to Tan Fang, Mr. Duan provided the monks with a large number of spiritual stones for living and practicing. The large formation outside the stronghold was completed with his full support. Otherwise, the Taoist monks who had been in exile for many years would not have been able to obtain the materials and treasures needed to set up the formation.

    “By the way, Mr. Duan said that he had met you before, Uncle Master, and knew that you had been captured by the thief Tu Tu from Tongmingyuan. He pursued you all the way, but unfortunately he failed in success.”

    Yao Ji’s heart suddenly moved: “A big demon suddenly appeared on the river before, could it be…”

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

    Seeing Tan Fang’s expression of admiration for Mr. Duan, she had already begun to think about it.It is certain that Mr. Duan is the young man in Poguan.The young man said that he had met him 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: “Master Tan, please take me to see Mr. Duan so that I can thank him in person.”

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

    The two of them now walked towards a small building in the middle, which was probably where the monks held their meetings. The first floor was a lobby, with a few big men guarding the door. They were the same group of people who had been in the temple at the beginning.

    Seeing Yao Ji coming, everyone was startled.Yao Ji nodded slightly 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 Taoist sect was destroyed in the past.Although the world of cultivation is large, there are not many monks with 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, he heard the footsteps of the two people and said with a smile: “Friend Shui Taoist, I have been waiting for you for a long time.” – The voice was warm and clear. He was 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.

    He has clear eyebrows, a gentle expression, and a smile on his lips as warm as the spring breeze. But Yao Ji was shocked, and her expression suddenly changed: “Is it you!?”

    ——Twenty years ago, in the battle when the Lingxiao sect was destroyed, it was this man who shattered the original golden elixir with one palm.

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