Bai Zisheng and the others followed in the footsteps of Zhen Zhen, and they were speechless along the way.

They are the new generation of the sect, and since they entered the sect and worshiped the master, they have been cultivating diligently, looking for opportunities, and they have never had the opportunity to enter this secret place of the sect.

In this way, this was the first time they had entered the apse of the Hall of Merit.

I don't know when it was an unwritten rule that no disciple or steward could enter the apse of the Hall of Merit.

As for why, it is naturally to not disturb the powerful indigo who can shelter one side of the temple who lives in the temple.

However, the appearance of the indene this time gave them the opportunity to take a good look at it openly and to see what the apse of the famous Hall of Merit looked like.

However, the most puzzling thing is that this place is obviously affiliated with the Hall of Merit, but there is no one walking around, and even the most basic slaves have never been seen. In this way, although it is beautiful, it is not popular.

They followed Zhen Zhen, walked through the bridge and around the beams, and gradually moved away from the front hall of the Hall of Merit, and encountered a secret door.

I saw that the high mountains here rose from the ground, straight into the sky, and the momentum was magnificent. The mountains are full of clouds and mist, the aura is dense, the flying pavilion is flowing Dan, the spirit tree fairy grass can be seen everywhere, elegant and beautiful.

With a wave of the sleeves of his robe, Bai Zisheng felt that his eyes were dark, and then he found that he had come to a deep place in the mountains, standing a simple and heavy palace.

Here, it is the apse exclusive to Zhen Zhen, and with his identity and cultivation status, it is not surprising that he has such treatment.

This place is unusually beautiful, but it is not as harmless as it seems, and there is a cold killing machine hidden under the spirit of all kinds of beautiful fairy trees.

Without the permission of Zhen Zhen, the heavy prohibitions hidden in the shadows will mercilessly teach a painful lesson to those who enter without permission.

He shook his body in front of him and entered the palace, but he did not stop until he was in a hidden stone chamber.

This stone chamber is different from the whole apse as elegant and diffuse, nor is it quaint, but extremely concise, full of the beauty of the power of the knife and the axe, just like the heavy sword without a blade, quite a sense of great ingenuity.

Yin Zhen went straight to the only stone platform in the stone room and sat down, and with a little finger, several futons appeared on the ground: "Sit."

Bai Zisheng and the others had the same complexion, their expressions were respectful and polite, but they were not flattering.

They have some questions about this, but they also understand that they are not qualified to explore at this moment.

Such an attitude maintained respect for a senior, and never lost the pride of being a disciple of the Immortal Sect.

When Zhen Zhen observed such a scene, he couldn't help but feel a little better about Bai Zisheng and the others in his heart, not to mention anything else, such an attitude asked him to iron a little.

He never cared whether the sect disciple's attitude towards him was truly respectful, what he cared about was whether the disciple of the Immortal Sect had the calm wind of being an immortal sect person who was neither humble nor arrogant.

Yin Zhen was born in the Immortal Sect and grew up in the Immortal Sect, and he was cultivated by the Guiyuan Immortal Sect to cultivate himself at this time. Immortal Sect is the most important existence for him.

He has been up and down in the Immortal Sect all his life, so he understands more and more that the disciple is the foundation of the sect and the foundation of the sect's continuity.

If you face a person with advanced cultivation, you will panic, even if such a disciple has good qualifications, he will not have great achievements, let alone be able to grow up and protect the Immortal Sect.

At this moment, seeing Bai Zisheng and the others sitting cross-legged on the futon with calm expressions, Yin Zhenyan's gloomy face eased a little.

"What do you want to see in this seat, if you can't say something ugly, you can know the consequences?"

The relaxed posture was only fleeting, and at this time, Zhen Zhen had long since lost the gentle smile in front of the Hall of Merit, but instead had an extremely stern and even stern face, with an obscure breath and deep coercion.

This matter is a matter of importance, it should have been Zuo Qiu Ning or Su Zhen Qi Xiu and other Jindan monks to reply, but Su Zhen Qi Xiu was in trouble early and did not know much about this matter, and Zuo Qiu Ning said coldly, but it was not easy to tell. This is the most suitable person, and only Bai Zisheng is left.

Bai Zisheng was silent for a moment, only thought about it a little, and then he was clearly organized, and his words clearly described the things encountered in this mission, no matter how big or small, and highlighted the strangeness of the demon cultivation and the Shui Yingmen, especially the matter of the black hole, which was described in the slightest.

And Zuo Chuning was also listening intently, and from time to time he elaborated on the side - this made Bai Zisheng secretly surprised, but he didn't mention it.

The two cooperated properly, Bai Zisheng's narrative was clear, and Zuo Chuning hit the nail on the head, that is, he narrated the things one by one.

Zhen Zhen listened, and his face did not move at all.

If it weren't for the growing coercion coming from him, I'm afraid people would wonder if he was listening.

After Bai Zisheng finished speaking, he said: "This matter is not trivial, and it is just a slight guess, and our ability is not enough to spy on it." But as a disciple of the Immortal Sect, he must be worried about the Immortal Sect. Senior Brother Su Zhen has a reflection stone at his place, which records some strange things, and he handed it over to the elders at this moment, which also fulfills the disciples' heart of protecting the sect. ”

As he spoke, Su Zhen quickly took out the image stone that recorded the scene in the black hole at that time, and then handed his hands to Zhen Zhen.

This matter is too deeply involved, and it is difficult to ensure that the Immortal Sect is suspicious of them, so they are really betting with their lives at the moment, betting on the trust of the sect in them, and betting on the perception of them.

Zhen Zhen took the stone, but did not reach in to check it: "This matter...... Who else knows? ”

Bai Zisheng's heart froze, but his face remained unchanged: "Except for the five disciples, no one knows."

Only Su Zhen Qi Xiu and their senior brothers came this time, and there was only one confused Fang Yan left.

Mu Yao and the others, who had never gone to the City Lord's Mansion, knew nothing about this matter, and Bai Zisheng and the others did not want to drag them into it, so they parted ways with them after returning to the sect.

Although Mu Yao and the others had a faint guess in their hearts, they also knew that they could not get involved, and they all pressed their doubts in the depths of their hearts.

When Zhen Zhen heard this, an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes: "This matter...... It's a big deal, and it's not trivial. Although you are a disciple of my Immortal Sect, I don't know if you are dedicated to the Immortal Sect? ”

Without waiting for Bai Zisheng to answer, Zuo Qiu Ning spoke unexpectedly, still with a cold and ice-like face, but it was unexpectedly convincing: "We are all disciples of the Immortal Sect, and we are for the Immortal Sect."

Zhen Zhen swept over several people at a glance, and a sharp glint appeared in his eyes, and then quickly disappeared in the bottom of his eyes.

With a flick of the sleeves of his robe, before Bai Zisheng and the others had time to react, they seemed to be supported by a gust of wind, and in a blink of an eye, they walked out of the high mountain ancient hall of the apse, and arrived at a place full of people - it was back in the front hall.

At this time, there was still a faint solemn tone in their ears: "This matter has its own arrangements...... You must be careful about this...... Cultivation is not to be wasted......"

Bai Zisheng was shocked, to say that the first few sentences were fine, but why did this Elder Zhenzhen specifically tell them not to waste their cultivation ......?

Bai Zisheng shook his head and hid all the speculations in his heart. At this point, no matter what, this frightening thing is always over, and the rest is really time for a good retreat and cultivation......

A few people parted in front of the Hall of Merit, Fang Yan knew about such things, his heart was still chaotic and abnormal, at this moment, he only calmed his mind slightly, said goodbye to Bai Zisheng and the others, and flew towards his own mountain gate very quickly.

"Senior Brother Zuoqiu, Senior Brother Bai, just say goodbye here. I hope that my junior brother will succeed in cultivation, and when I have the Eight Peaks Meeting, you and I will have a competition and realize the true swordsmanship of you and me. Qi Xiu's eyebrows were slightly dark, and he said goodbye in his words, but his eyes were staring at Zuo Chuning, condensing his fighting spirit.

Zuo Chuning's face remained unchanged, and there was a hint of suppressed fighting intent in his eyes: "Why not."

Bai Zisheng smiled lightly, and his eyes were full of convincing Zuo Chuning.

Qi Xiu got Zuo Chuning's words, and he didn't stop, he took out the spirit sword in his hand and left.

Su Zhen saw that Qi Xiu did not drag his feet, and hurriedly said goodbye, so he stepped into the air and chased after him.

Bai Zisheng looked at Su Zhen following Qi Xiu's footsteps, and the atmosphere between the two of them faintly echoing each other, smiled slightly, and his eyes were slightly dark: "Senior brother, let's go too."

“…… Well. Zuo Qiu Ning's heart frowned slightly, he seemed to grasp something, but it was fleeting.

The two of them walked slowly to their own mountain peak in front of the Hall of Merit, without using spells, and walked step by step under the moon like ordinary people.

Zuo Qiu Ning's eyebrows were relaxed, the cold breath around his body was constricted, and his demeanor was also close.

Bai Zisheng smiled slightly, and there was a distortion of pleasure and depression in the depths of his eyes.

In the apse of the Hall of Merit, a gray shadow flew away like light smoke, silently, and gradually blended into the boundless darkness......