Yu Ling glanced in the direction where Bai Zisheng had left, and her beautiful eyes were bright.

What Yu Ling thought, Bai Zisheng never knew.

He thought that he would be able to see Zuo Chuning when he went back, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes were full of a gentle smile, looking as square as jade.

"Senior Brother......

It's just that when he returned to Bingling Peak, he didn't see Zuo Chuning's figure.

Bai Zisheng frowned, and somehow he was a little flustered in his heart.

He steadied himself, his mind pulling from between his eyebrows, reaching into the mountains, and slowly sweeping over.

Not here...... Bai Zisheng carefully inspected Bing Ling Feng, but he didn't find any trace of Zuo Chuning.

"Could it be that Senior Brother has left the sect to practice?" Bai Zisheng's eyes were hesitant, but he only thought of such a possibility.

Zuo Qiu Ning is out of the customs, presumably in addition to the secret wound has healed, but there is also a bottleneck, in this case, it is very possible to go out of the sect to practice.

He sighed softly, a dark color flashing in his eyes.

In other words, a cultivator should be dedicated to the Tao, and should not be in love with his children, so why should he bother with this and be troubled in vain.

Bai Zisheng stood quietly in front of Zuoqiu Ning Cave Mansion for a while, and then his body shook and he went out of the mountain.

His senior brother is no longer in Bingling Peak, so he Bai Zisheng doesn't have to wait, now that he has obtained the disciple token, he will go to the place of trials to have a good experience.

Bai Zisheng looked for the guidance of his disciple's token, and his feet were as fast as the wind, and he was heading towards the mountains in the south of the sect.

When Bai Zisheng approached the mountain range, he lightly landed on the ground - the sect has an order, and the place of trial is thousands of miles long, and it is forbidden to travel in the air.

Bai Zisheng fell from the sky, but his feet did not stop, but he walked slowly at a speed that was not slow.

I saw that his posture was upright, his steps were steady, and it seemed to be ordinary, but in fact, between two steps, there were several feet away.

is such a calm state, but after dozens of breaths, Bai Zisheng has already arrived outside this mountain.

A wall was set up in front of the mountain, which was thousands of feet high, and firmly surrounded this place of trial.

He looked at it secretly, and as soon as he turned his feet, he went to one place—

There, there were many disciples dressed differently who walked out, and it was supposed to be the door to enter and exit.

Bai Zisheng looked calm and lined up behind the group, caressing his clothes lightly in his hand.

The line was not long, and soon it was Bai Zisheng's turn.

A middle-aged foundation building monk with a white face and an indifferent expression glanced at Bai Zisheng and said lightly: "Put the disciple token here."

Bai Zisheng saw that there was a small groove on the jade platform made of white jade, and looking at its shape, it was the size of the disciple's token.

Bai Zisheng took out the snow-like token and gently lifted it to the groove. I saw a flash of inspiration, and dense words appeared on the jade platform.

Rotting Swamp Dead Land, Mortal Spider Red Forest, Devouring Demon Cave......

"Wherever you want to go, just focus on that word." The monk lifted his eyelids and looked at Bai Zisheng, and explained slowly.

Bai Zisheng's eyebrows moved slightly, and as soon as he turned his mind to the devouring demon cave, it was dark in front of him, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already in a dark place.

Bai Zisheng's eyes narrowed slightly, he already knew at this moment that where he was now must be the Devouring Demon Cave.

It's just that......

Although this place is dark and deep, there is not a trace of breath, as if it is a dead place.

Bai Zisheng frowned slightly, and waved his hand violently, as if the soft and rigid true yuan gushed out, heading straight to a dark corner.

"Snort-" It was as if something had fallen to the ground with a muffled sound.

Bai Zisheng walked over cautiously with the true yuan in his hand, and when he saw the thing on the ground, he recognized it at a glance, and this thing on the ground was a well-known kind of demon beast.

Devouring the Butterfly.

I saw the demon butterfly on the ground, no more than an arm, eyes like beads, and dark blue wings, which were already in tatters at the moment.

And in its mouth, there is a mouthful, extremely elongated, shimmering with a dull black luster, which is what it is famous for, devouring the long beak.

This thing can not only pierce the ** of the monk below the Yuan Infant to absorb flesh and blood, but also pull the soul from the monk's body into the abdomen to nourish his body, which is extremely ruthless. And it is good at hiding, and often a surprise blow will devour the monk into the stomach.

Bai Zisheng was able to hit this demon butterfly with one blow, but it was a bit of a fluke, but because this demon butterfly was shallow, it was only worthy of adulthood.

If he encounters this Devouring Demon Butterfly Mother Devouring King Butterfly, he Bai Zisheng may not have time to react, and he will only be left with an empty shell of flesh and blood.

Bai Zisheng's heart jumped, his forehead was slightly wet, and he became more and more cautious in his actions.

Devouring the Cavern...... Isn't it where the nest of the Devouring Demon Butterfly is?

Bai Zisheng thought like this and gasped.

He couldn't cultivate at the moment, and if this was really the nest of the Devouring Demon Butterfly, he would die here if he didn't pay attention.

Bai Zisheng frowned slightly, looking at the devouring demon butterfly that was constantly twitching under his feet, a blue light popped out in his hand, and the demon butterfly stopped moving and lost its breath, but it turned into a pile of dust in a breath.

Bai Zisheng never knew how such a trial could end, and at this moment, he could only take one step at a time.

If you encounter the devouring king butterfly...... With that thing, he Bai Zisheng couldn't leave a life.

Thinking like this, Bai Zisheng lightly stepped down, walked off the ground, and walked slowly towards a stone path, with a light in his hand.

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That Bai Zisheng entered the Devouring Demon Cave in the Land of Trials, and he didn't know what he would encounter, but Zuo Chuning didn't know that he was confronting a "person" who was hidden in a black robe.

"Why did you bring me here?" There was no wave on Zuo Chuning's face, only a trace of fluctuation in his eyes.

This person was able to avoid the prohibition of the Immortal Sect and quietly brought him out, presumably his cultivation was extremely high, but he couldn't resist it.

"Hehe, this is the starting place, if you don't bring you here, where will you go?" There was a chuckle from the black robe, which should have been an extremely pleasant sound, but at this time, it looked very strange.

I saw that the clouds were rising here, and the eyes were full of green, where was it not on the green hills?

At this time, Zuo Chuning and the black-robed man were sitting upright in the place where Bai Zisheng once cultivated, and it was also the place where Zuo Chuning once lived, the humble cave mansion.

Zuo Chuning sat on top of the stone pu, his back straight, and his eyebrows were frosty. He didn't focus on the black-robed man, but at the other place, no more.

Out of the black robe stretched out a pale hand, almost transparent in the sunlight. With a slight flip of the hand, two lustring jade cups appeared in the palms, and inside were fragrant spiritual tea.

"This tea is a must-have in Wanqingshan, but it's a pity not to taste it." The voice was light and shallow, as if he was a close friend with Zuo Qiu Ning, and persuaded him to taste a good pot of tea.

Zuo Qiu Ning swept his eyes, picked up the jade cup in his hand, put it to his lips and sipped it gently, and then put it down.

"You......" The black-robed man smiled lightly, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"I guess you have a lot of confusion in your heart, right?" The black-robed man's pale fingers rubbed the jade cup, and he said nonchalantly.

Zuo Qiu Ning frowned, and said slowly: "This matter is related to Zisheng?"

"Hehehe, that's nature. I've brought you here to tell you about his past. The black-robed man seemed to be extremely happy, and quickly replied to Zuo Chuning.

"What's the past?"

"Bai Zisheng is the concubine of the White Dragon Mansion, you should know about this?" The black-robed man said slowly, thinking that he didn't think that Zuo Chuning would answer him, so he continued to talk to himself.

"Then do you know that although he is called a concubine, he is actually inferior to a miscellaneous servant? That's because his mother is a mortal woman—you probably know that," the black-robed man paused, and then said, "But how did a mortal woman give birth to a child with a single water spirit root?" You don't know, but I know that there are rules in heaven and earth, although the combination of immortals and mortals can also give birth to people with spiritual roots, but they are all five spiritual roots, and there has never been a single son of spiritual roots. ”

Hearing this, Zuo Chuning's face changed slightly, and then he regained his cold appearance: "So what?"

"Whew, not how." The black-robed man put down the jade cup in his hand, and the extremely pale hand reached back into the robe.

"I just want to sue you, the mother of Bai Zisheng, and an extraordinary daughter, that's all."

"Yes, who is Zisheng's biological mother?"

"Naturally, it's the person you know, I just said that she wasn't a mortal woman, and I didn't say that she wasn't Bai Zisheng's mother." The black-robed man spoke softly.

Zuo Chuning bowed slightly, but he still had doubts in his heart.

"She is not an extraordinary woman, but she is not a cultivator, her identity is very involved, even me, and I can't find out where she came from." The black-robed mouth sighed, and the meaning was profound.

Zuo Qiu Ning frowned secretly, not because of what the black-robed man said, but because he was thinking, if Bai Zisheng learned about such a situation, how would he react?

"Don't worry about your little junior brother, he's not a good-natured character." The black-robed man seemed to see what Zuo Qiu Ning was thinking, and spoke lightly, with a slight reminder in his words.

Zuo Chuning glanced at him, and his face did not change at all: "Zisheng is my junior brother."

"Hehe, you're a good senior brother......" The black-robed man stood up, "Bai Zisheng's matter can only be told to you." But there is one word that this seat needs you to remember. ”

Zuo Qiu Ning raised his head slightly, but the black-robed man didn't look at him: "Bai Zisheng's obsession is already very deep, if you ......"

Zuo Qiu Ning's expression remained unchanged, and he interrupted the black-robed man: "Zisheng is my junior brother."

"Even if you are so determined, there is nothing to say about this seat." The black-robed man seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and said in a normal tone. His black robe danced, and as soon as he pocketed his robe, he put Zuo Chuning in his sleeve, and then it was like a wisp of green smoke, and he disappeared in an instant.

Zuo Chuning stood in the black-robed man's sleeve, his eyebrows furrowed.

Although he knew something from the black-robed people, he didn't necessarily take it seriously. Just looking at this man's head and tail makes him a little suspicious.

But if such a statement is true, then does he want to talk to Bai Zisheng?