At midnight, when the stone statue of the goddess emitted a purple glow, a mysterious glow was connected between the four huge platforms of the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu.

The glow of the sun formed a silhouette in the middle of the four huge platforms, the outline of a gate.

The glow revolves around the silhouette and gradually begins to regularize.

And the secret realm of Mo Xianglian was also opened.

Of course, there are unclear rules between the major sects, and when the secret realm of the sect is opened, most of them will only allow junior disciples to enter.

Adventures in the secret realm, of course, it is these young generations who have to endure hardships.

And the older generation, although they have this heart and this strength, but so many people are watching, if they insist on entering and competing with these junior disciples for the spiritual treasure of heaven and earth, they can't hold it on their faces.

"Ahem, oh my god, what the hell is this place!"

Poria cocos, who was choked by the stirred dust and fell to the ground with eight petals on her buttocks, rubbed her buttocks in shame, and hurriedly stood up while rubbing them.

Mo Kongjing, who landed safely, patted the dust on the hem of her skirt without a trace, lying down or something, will she tell others? No, no, she's used to her own sword wrestling, what's that.

"Huh? What is this place? I don't think I've been here before. Indifferently jumping down from the blue droplets, Mu Yanran looked around at the scene.

Patting his sleeve with a disgraced face, Yue Yi glanced enviously at the azure water droplets in Mu Yanran's hand, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, people with spiritual weapons are different.

"Mo Xianglian's secret realm is so big, how many places have you only walked?" Gave her a blank look. Mo Kongjing, who was envious and jealous in his heart, flicked the dust on his body again.

Well, if she had Linglong Bead in her hand, she would never have to worry about her sword falling down.

I remembered the temper of the Water Moon Sword. She could only secretly pray that she would not become the first sword cultivator to be killed by her own sword.

After all the nonsense in her heart was broken, she moved her gaze to the place where they were at the moment.

The aura lingers, and the clouds and mist are ethereal.

Mu Yanran was not wrong, several of them had indeed never been to this place.

From a distance, the peaks on the side of the ridge seem to be connected, but when you look closely, it is not difficult to see the winding path that stretches upward.

I don't know where they are at this moment, or how tall they are. Anyway, standing on the top of the mountain, they really have the feeling that they can reach out and touch the sky.

"Are we on the mountainside?" After observing silently for a long time, Yueyi suddenly said loudly.

Endless mountain peaks, faintly showing winding paths. Everything seems to have an omen.

"The old site of the Xiaoyao Sect is at the highest place of Mo Xianglian, could it be that Senior Uncle Fushuang has secretly helped us?" Lowering her head and touching her chin and thinking for a long time, Mu Yanran suddenly raised her shining eyes and said.

Subconsciously, everyone's eyes followed the winding path to the peak that went straight to the sky.

The continuous peaks end in a green mountain that soars into the sky. The tall peaks are not as tall as even the summits.

The clouds and mist in the sky seemed to linger around its waist. From a distance, this green mountain really comes from the sky.

"It's too steep." Leaning against the mountain wall, Poria with a bitter melon face couldn't help muttering.

It's better to fall off a cliff than to fall to death with a sword.

Mo Kongjing, who honestly climbed the mountain road, climbed up without saying a word.

Just kidding, if you don't climb, are you waiting for her Water Moon Sword to carry them together?

What if they all fall to their deaths!

As a monk in the Dan period, Mu Yanran, who could step in the void, was a little embarrassed on her face, although she didn't know why the two of them were still like this, but she could only honestly follow Mo Kongjing and climb up step by step.

"Sister Mirror. Don't you know how to fly with Edgeworth? "I've climbed half the mountain road, and I can't bear such a long journey. On the steep mountain wall, Poria suddenly asked.

Will it be one thing, and whether the sword is obedient or not is another.

Of course, it's impossible for her to tell others that she can't even control her own sword, not even a broken copper and iron, doesn't it make people laugh out of their big teeth when she says it!

Glancing at the Water Moon Sword on his waist with hatred, Mo Kongjing still climbed up without saying a word.

Poria, who had always been envious of Sword Cultivation's sword flying skills, stared at her for a long time, and after finding that the figure in the front really didn't mean anything, she could only pout her lips.

The humidity on the high mountain was very strong, and by the time they climbed to the top of the mountain, the sky had gradually revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly, and the morning glow had faintly climbed to the east.

The humidity and humidity of the mountains in the early morning are very prone to dew, and when walking on the jungle paths, those mischievous and cute dewdrops often fall on the tips of their hair or shoulders.

At the end of the winding and steep mountain road, after stepping onto this green mountain that reaches into the sky, there is only a jungle path in front of everyone.

With no other way to go, the group had to embark on this path that led somewhere.

"Oh my God, am I dreaming?"

The fairy aura lingered, the clouds and mist were misty, and the breeze gently swept through the leaves and branches.

The marble pillars that rise to the sky, the magnificent palaces that sit dignifiedly, and the open mahogany doors seem to tell the glorious history silently.

The years have left indelible scars on the palace, but the dignified and magnificent palace is still straight and proudly erected in the clouds.

She thought that the Xiaoyao Sect that she had lived for more than a hundred years was already very large, but compared to such a magnificent gate, she realized that she was just a small existence.

It's just a door, eighteen zhang high and ten zhang wide, and when they walk to the door, they can really find out how big this gate really is!

"Here, this is the former site of the Xiaoyao Sect, our hometown?" couldn't help but rub his eyes vigorously, and Poria, who was shocked in her heart, couldn't close her mouth in surprise.

This palace, which has far surpassed Xiaoyao Valley, not only opened her eyes, but through the valve of history, she seemed to see what kind of existence their Xiaoyao Sect was during the heyday.

Big, it's not enough to describe it here.

Unexpectedly raised his eyebrows, and Mo Kongjing, who was shocked in his heart, quietly looked away.

Just a palace to live in, the former site of the Xiaoyao Sect has already shown its wealth and strength to others.

The high pavilion is towering, the gold is splendid, and every stone statue in every building in the palace can find its remaining traces of history.

"Poria, our hometown is Xiaoyao Valley, and this is a secret realm." raised her eyes with a light smile, although Mu Yanran's expression was shocked, regretful, and envious, but there was no regret.

The former site of Mo Xianglian is the hometown of many generations of former disciples, and the place where they have been growing up is Xiaoyao Valley.

No matter how beautiful this place is, how can it be worthy of the Valley of Freedom that really raised them?

"That's right, we grew up in the Valley of Freedom, no matter how misty the secret realm is, it's just a secret realm." Poria nodded seriously.

It is true that this is the incomparably beautiful and splendid site of the Xiaoyao Sect, however, in her eyes, the Xiaoyao Valley is the most beautiful hometown in the world.

(To be continued.) )