Guo Buhuai came to the inside of the wooden house, which made his eyes shine, although it was very simple, it was not as dilapidated as it looked from the outside. On the contrary, it is clean inside.

The furnishings are simple, a square table, only half a meter high, and a set of quaint tea sets on it, just ordinary materials. There was a vine-woven futon and a straw mat other than this table, and nothing else.

However, the reason why this wooden house is kept clean is also because there is a small space formation here.

Guo Buhuai picked up the teapot on the table, although there was nothing in it, he could still smell the fragrance of broken intestine grass.

"Huh! it's kind of interesting!" Guo Buhuai's expression was slightly stunned, his deep eyes opened and closed, and a ripple invisible to the naked eye squeezed the aura of this valley.

Swish!

Guo Buhuai's figure disappeared and appeared on a cliff, from the surface, there was nothing abnormal about this cliff, but Guo Buhuai could sense that there was a hidden formation here, and the means were quite clever, if he hadn't touched the tea set, he wouldn't have noticed anything abnormal here.

What surprised Guo Buhuai was that there was still a powerful aura hidden here, presumably the owner of this valley.

If this formation were an ordinary cultivator, it might not be able to be discovered, and even if it did, it would be difficult to enter.

This is a maze set up by the masters of the Mahayana period, and ordinary cultivators may lose their way when they come in, and never want to go out.

In the Mahayana period, they are already the top group of people in the cultivation realm, which is equivalent to the existence of land immortals and people to look up to.

Although this maze is very clever, Guo Buhuai is taking a leisurely walk, it seems that there is no obstruction, the stone wall is like a water mirror, there is a ripple, and then it returns to calm, as if nothing has happened, it is an ordinary cliff.

Guo Buhuai walked through the formation, and what he saw was a quaint cave, the cave was not big, only the size of an ordinary room.

The cave wall is inlaid with several night pearls, illuminating the cave brightly, in the innermost part of the cave sits a white-haired man with a cloak of hair, his eyes are closed, the breath on his body is sometimes manic and sometimes calm, and next to him is a crystal coffin, through which you can vaguely see a beautiful woman in white lying inside.

The breath of the soul is already equivalent to that of the living dead, and the soul breath is extremely weak, and it may dissipate at any time.

However, what attracted Guo Buhuai more was the spiritual object in the crystal coffin, a fist-sized crystal white lotus flower fell on the center of the woman's eyebrows, slowly rotating, emitting a soft white light, like the training of life swaying down, sacred and brilliant.

It is actually a rare nine-star spiritual creature 10,000-year-old snow lotus, which is already infinitely close to the existence of immortal medicine, and it is no wonder that it can hang this woman's life, but this 10,000-year snow lotus is not without restrictions, after many years, this medicinal property is also constantly declining, and when the effect of this snow lotus can not support this woman, it is when she falls.

Guo Buhuai also wanted this kind of spiritual object, the spiritual object he needed to restore his cultivation was an astronomical amount, and ordinary spiritual objects were just a drop in the bucket for him, so he never deliberately looked for spiritual objects for his own use, they were all for his acquaintances, because those ordinary spiritual objects were of little use to him.

This nine-star spiritual creature is not small for him, if it is at its peak, this snow lotus is worthless to him, not much different from weeds, but now he urgently needs to recover his strength, this 10,000-year-old snow lotus should be able to restore him to the Yuan infant stage.

The white-haired man frowned, he didn't know that there was another person in his cave mansion, Guo Buhuai could see that although this white-haired man had the cultivation of the late Mahayana period, he was not in peak state, but he was injured, and he was still holding a superb spirit stone in his hand.

"You're killing yourself!" Guo Buhuai looked at the white-haired man and said lightly, because he found that this man had already fallen into a little demon, eager to impact the realm of immortals, and had turned into an obsession, which not only could not break through, but also caused the demons to back, and in the end he would only end up in a state of dissoluteness.

If a cultivator wants to become an immortal, it is difficult to ascend to the blue sky, and the ordinary cultivation realm may not be able to achieve one person in a thousand years, and as for the relatively weak cultivation realm, it is even rarer, and it is difficult to produce one person in ten thousand years.

Only the top cultivation realm will be more, and the top cultivation realm even has the existence of immortals, so even if Guo Buhuai is a half-immortal now, he may not be invincible in the top cultivation realm, unless his cultivation is also restored to a half-immortal, otherwise many methods will not be able to be used.

The white-haired man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were vicissitudes, and he was more shocked, he didn't expect that someone would enter the phantom array he set up unconsciously, and he didn't even notice it, and he couldn't see through the young man in front of him.

"Who are you?" The white-haired man has a hoarse voice, a middle-aged face, a Chinese character face, strong and profound facial features, thick eyebrows and big eyes.

It has been more than ten years since he entered the cultivation this time, and not only has there been no substantial breakthrough in his cultivation, but there has also been a great hidden danger of demons.

"Hehe, it doesn't matter who I am, but you have what I need here. Guo Buhuai said with a smile, his face was flat, he didn't expect that this white-haired man actually had a late Mahayana cultivation, and this cultivation was also a top existence in the cultivation realm.

The white-haired man frowned, looked at Guo Buhuai vigilantly, and said in a deep voice: "I don't have what you need here, please leave here immediately, otherwise don't blame me for killing you." ”

The white-haired man had a murderous look on his face, if he wasn't sure that he would kill the other party directly, he wouldn't have to go so hard to drive Guo Buhuai away, the most important thing is that his wife is also here, if there is any accident to his wife because of their fight, what is the point of his life.

Although his wife is still asleep, he believes that as long as he becomes an immortal, he will definitely be able to save his wife, although the hope is very slim, he is never willing to let go of the slightest opportunity.

"Hehe, I said that there is, it is the 10,000-year-old snow lotus. Guo Buhuai laughed, and Guo Buhuai's words made the white-haired man's face ugly, and a strong murderous intent spread.

"Do you want a 10,000-year-old snow lotus?" Do you know what this snow lotus means to me?" The man's white hair is flying, his eyes are full of murderous intent, and he is agitated in a Taoist robe, he may make a move at any time, if it weren't for his scruples about his wife, he would have already made a move, and his wife was his only hope for life.

And this young man actually wants to snatch this life-threatening 10,000-year-old snow lotus, which is tantamount to killing his wife and cutting off his hope of survival, no matter how strong the opponent is, he will not hesitate to fight with the other party.

"That's right, I do need this 10,000-year-old snow lotus. Guo Buhuai said with a smile, now he has changed a lot, although he has the strength to absolutely crush the other party, but he is not strong, if he is in the fairy world, where will he discuss with the other party, strength is respected, and big fists are reasonable.

Even if the immortals are immortal, but the immortal world is very cruel, the weak are only slaughtered by others, and breaking through the cultivation will have to experience the heavenly tribulation, so although the immortals are immortal, they are not immortal, they may die in battle, and they may also die under the heavenly tribulation.

"If you want Snow Lotus, then step over my corpse first. The white-haired man shifted his gaze to the beautiful woman in the crystal coffin, and his cold face softened.

"You want to become an immortal and then save her, right?" Guo Buhuai smiled, disapproving of his cold words.

Seeing that the white-haired man didn't answer, Guo Buhuai continued: "Even if you break through to the realm of immortals, you can't save her, not to mention that if you want to become an immortal in your current condition, you may not be able to succeed when your longevity is exhausted." ”

"You're not an immortal, how do you know you can't be saved!" the white-haired man's soft face was a little distorted, and he roared at Guo Buhuai.

Guo Buhuai's face was calm, and he said lightly: "Immortals?

"What!"

The white-haired man was shocked, his face showing a look of shock and suspicion.

But then he looked at Guo Buhuai expectantly, his distorted face calmed down, and said tentatively: "Do you have any way to save my wife?"

Guo Buhuai looked at the white-haired man with almost begging eyes, and said slowly: "I said yes, do you believe it?"

The white-haired man was silent, and his brow was not soothed.

"If you give me this snow lotus, I can try it, but I can't guarantee whether it will be successful or not. Of course, even if I don't take this snow lotus, she won't be able to support it for ten years, do you think you can become an immortal in ten years? Do you think that if you become an immortal, you will definitely be able to save her?" Guo Buhuai's words made him unable to refute.

The reason why he has been in retreat all these years is that he knows that this 10,000-year-old snow lotus can't last long, so he urgently wants to break through, and being too anxious will let him fall into the devil.

Seeing the white-haired man deep in thought, Guo Buhuai was not in a hurry, and said with a smile: "I'll give you a day to think about it, although I want this snow lotus very much, but I don't force it, I'll wait for you in the wooden house, and then come to me when you think about it." ”

Swish!

Guo Buhuai's figure disappeared, which surprised the man, he didn't see how Guo Buhuai left, but he had already sensed that Guo Buhuai was in front of the wooden house in the canyon.

Looking at the beautiful sleeping beauty in the crystal coffin, the white-haired man's face was full of tenderness, and he muttered: "Min'er, I said that I would accompany you, whether it is heaven or hell, I am willing to accompany you." ”

He actually didn't have hope in his heart, just a bit of luck, and he was tired after so many years. He had already thought about it, if his wife completely disappeared in ten years, he would not live alone, and he knew that Shi Shi came to the canyon at the beginning, but he ignored it.

"Min'er, do you think I should believe him?" The white-haired man was very hesitant in his heart, hoping that Guo Buhuai would be able to save his wife, but also afraid of what would happen.

The woman in white couldn't answer him, there was no blood on her beautiful face, but she looked very calm and indifferent.

Looking at the soft facial lines of his wife, the white-haired man's vicissitudes of life looked in the direction of the canyon, as if he had made up his mind.