That night, Ye Bai went to visit Ji Baiyi and Zhong Yiyu again.

Because of the matter of the Zhenzi Rune, he received a reprimand from Ji Baiyi, but Ye Bai felt that Ji Baiyi had a lot of flavor and was much closer to him, not as high as before, wouldn't it be because of Su Liuli?

Thinking of this, the emotions in his heart were a little complicated.

And when he went to Zhong Ionyu, he was praised by this old man, saying that this move was quite his style back then, but Zhong Ionyu was also very pleased that Ye Bai was able to dedicate this thing to the sect. The atmosphere in Taiyi Gate is still harmonious, and there are not so many dirty things between the brothers and sisters, especially a few old generations, who are all trustworthy monks.

Early the next morning, Ye Bai instructed Yue Tianxing on various matters related to his cultivation, and told him that if he had any doubts about his cultivation, he could ask the Yuelong Dao people, or go directly to the Lock Dragon Pond in the north of Bilan Mountain to find him.

After all the things, Ye Bai went straight to the Dragon Lock Pool.

In the south of Bilan Mountain, the clouds and mist are shrouded, the scenery is beautiful, and the north slope is the mountain is deep and dense, and the ravines are vertical and horizontal, which is quite a bit sinister and vicious.

After a while, Ye Bai arrived at the Lock Dragon Pool excavated from the underground cave.

The monk guarding was an elder of the outer gate in the late Jindan period, fifty or sixty years old, thin and small, but his eyes were extremely sharp, sitting on the big stone at the door of the lock dragon pool, motionless, with a solemn expression.

This old man's name is Shang Qun, Ye Bai doesn't know him, but he knows Ye Bai.

Seeing Ye Bai coming, Shang Qun didn't have a good face, and said with a straight face: "Ye Bai, your face wall is more than seventy years late, according to the rules of Taiyi Gate, you must enter the cell blessed by the Yin Wind Talisman to face the wall." ”

Ye Bai was stunned. He didn't have a problem with increasing the punishment, but he didn't know what this Yin Wind Talisman was.

Shang Qun handed him a stack of golden talismans and said: "There are a total of ten Yin Wind Talismans here, one every ten years, and the talisman contains the Bilan Yin Wind that scrapes the body and grinds the gods, if you can't get through it." It's not a pity to die, if you get through it, there will be a lot of benefits, you go in and find a cell by yourself, stick it on the door to stimulate the vitality in it, the old man won't supervise you, you can do it yourself. ”

Ye Bai shook his head and smiled bitterly, knowing that this time facing the wall was not so simple.

took the talisman and entered the lock dragon pool. The cold that froze to the bone marrow hit.

Ye Bai looked around left and right, in the locked dragon pool, only a limited number of people were locked in the cell, the rune marks in the room were pervasive, the golden light was poured into the body, and all of them showed painful and struggling expressions on their faces, but they all gritted their teeth and endured it, and none of them cried out like crying and grabbing the ground. The atmosphere of Taiyi Gate can be seen in general.

Ye Bai walked to the deepest part of the Lock Dragon Pond and picked the cell where the teacher Yuelong Daoren had been imprisoned.

After the door slammed shut. Ye Bai let out a long breath, he was finally about to start the longest retreat in the cultivation path so far, and he finally had the opportunity to forget all the trivial things outside his body, calm down, and carefully sort out what he had learned.

After sitting down cross-legged. Ye Bai shot out a Yin Wind Talisman and stuck it on the door, punching in a mana to stimulate the vitality in it.

Airplanes!

The wind rushed out and raged through the room. Ye Bai was caught off guard and was directly scraped and smashed on the wall.

The cell seemed to have become a roaring eye of the wind, Ye Bai's body was blown around in the cell, this yin wind was pervasive, drilling into the bone marrow from the pores on his skin, boiling his body, the pain was unbearable, and what was even more terrifying was that even the Yuan Shen in the sea of consciousness did not let go, as if there was an invisible huge grinding disc in his mind, constantly crushing his two Yuan Shen.

Ye Bai screamed miserably, and hurriedly used his mana to fix his body, the pain in his body was a trivial matter, but the pain in the Yuan Shen could only be borne with his will.

"Zizhu, this unreliable guy, when he needs him, he doesn't know where to run. ”

Ye Bai scolded softly, and in such an environment, he began his hundred-year retreat.

......

Just when Ye Bai began to retreat, a message gradually spread in the Guanyuan Mountain Range.

In the blood-colored mountains in the dusk, the blood mist is even thicker, so thick that it is about to flow down, which is shocking.

Four figures stood on a small hill four or five miles away from the outermost part of the blood-colored mountain forest, looking at the treasure light in the blood mist, with solemn expressions and mixed with vague greed.

"Big brother, can't we get in?"

The one who spoke was a thin Wenxiu young man, a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, his face was a little pale, and his voice trembled.

The eyes of the three of them looked at the handsome young man in the lead, this person was of medium stature and plainly dressed, but between his eyebrows, he was heroic, and there was a long scar on the right side of his face, which added a bit of solemnity.

If Ye Bai was here, he would definitely be surprised, because this person was Shangguan Fei, the leader of the Wufeng Valley lineage of the Lianyun Dao Sect.

Sixty or seventy years have passed, and his temperament has taken on a new look compared to when he was in the White Crane Sect, and he has become much calmer, and his frivolity has disappeared.

Shangguan Fei looked at the mountains and forests shrouded in red mist not far away, and was silent for a long time, and a strong sense of foreboding arose in his heart. Since leaving the White Crane Sect and wandering the Burial Divine Sea alone, until he came to the Firmament Continent, he hadn't felt like this for a long time.

In the past, even if he encountered a more intelligent opponent, he would do his best and rack his brains to kill the opponent, but now in the face of this blood-colored mountain forest, he felt a sense of depression without any power to fight back.

"Recently, it has been rumored by the monks in the Guyuan Mountain Range that in this blood mist, there is a dusty old monster whose realm has fallen to the late Yuan Infant stage, and his strength is terrifying, so I think it is better to look for opportunities elsewhere. ”

It was a petite woman who spoke, this woman was good-looking, with a pair of bright eyes, like a crescent moon, and when she watched Xiangshang Guanfei, she was full of admiration.

"How can there be such a thing, the old monster from the dust? There hasn't been a single one in the Firmament Continent for tens of thousands of years. ”

The tallest and most rugged man said coldly, his face full of disdain.

The petite woman sighed: "I heard that this news came from the Taiyi Gate, the reputation of the Taiyi Gate has always been good, and it should not be exaggerated." ”

When Shangguan Fei heard this, his heart moved, the guy from Lao Shufeng seemed to be in the Taiyi Gate......

Just when the four hesitated.

A black-robed figure swept out of the blood mist with a wild laugh, and a bit of brilliant treasure light was tightly held in his hand, and after this person received the magic weapon, he immediately swept into the distance.

Regardless of the question, this person got a good magic weapon from the blood mist, and it seemed that he could get out easily.

Seeing this scene, the aura of Wenxiu's young man and the rough man immediately became messy and ready to move.

"Big brother, I want to try my luck in there!"

The young man Wenxiu said softly, the rough man also nodded, and the petite woman's eyes flashed, and she seemed to be a little moved.

Shangguan Fei frowned, these three people were all monks he had met after leaving the White Crane Sect, and they had experienced a lot of life and death together, and it was not easy to survive until now, Shangguan Fei didn't want the three of them to venture into it.

After a moment of silence, Shangguan Fei nodded and said, "Okay, I'll accompany you on a trip, but if you encounter tricky dangers, we will leave immediately." ”

The three of them should be in unison, their faces are happy, Shangguan Fei's cultivation is the most profound among the four, and the magic weapons and spells are quite good, with him, the three of them have a little more confidence.

Soon, the four of them found a place where the treasure light loomed and plunged headlong into the blood mist.

As soon as it fell, the scene in front of them was terrifying, and the souls of the four people were scattered.

In the blood mist, on the top of the mound, there is a sword with a white light, looking at the breath, the grade should not be low, but the sword is surrounded by piles of white bones, layer by layer, I don't know how many monks have died in order to get this magic weapon.

And around the white bones, there are dozens of monsters that look like dried corpses, munching on the bloody human flesh in their hands.

Seeing this scene, the petite woman retched almost immediately. Although she has been cultivating for many years and is used to seeing bloody scenes, such a scene of devouring human flesh still makes her unable to look at it directly.

Hearing the human voice, the dry corpse turned his head and looked at it a few times, and immediately put down the human flesh in his hand and rushed to kill it.

"Be careful!"

Shangguan Fei shouted in a deep voice, and raised his hand to be a dazzling golden mang, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, but extremely sharp, sweeping all the way, and the cut gravel flew around.

Zheng Zheng——

The golden mangs hit the dried corpse, and sparks flew everywhere, but they did not have any effect.

The dried corpse was knocked back a few steps by the force of Jin Mang's huge impact, and rushed over again, and in the blood mist in other directions, dense footsteps began to come.

Shangguan Fei's face gradually became gloomy, and dark clouds shrouded his heart. (To be continued......)