In the depths of the vast black bamboo ditch, the ancient trees are towering to the sky, and the thick stems are pangeng. Layers of mist linger in it, and the glow of the road connects the heaven and the earth, which is beautiful like a fairyland, like a dream, and is intoxicating.

In the depths of this mysterious and splendid primeval forest, there is a fragrant valley of fragrant flowers. Between the staggered valley of flowers, there is a wooden house covered by green vines, which blends between the green vines and the sea of flowers, which is chic and exquisite, and even more wonderful.

The birds are singing and the butterflies are flying, and it is a quiet and peaceful place, and in ordinary times, except for the owner of this valley, almost no one has ever set foot in it, breaking this peace and tranquility.

It's just that...... Today......

"Guardian of the Gate of Hell in the Valley of the Buried Soul, Flower Dian (Flower Shape), in the name of the Valley Lord, I respectfully invite the young master to return to the valley!" In front of the curved flower path in front of the valley of flowers, two old men in red stopped at the outermost edge, no one took half a step forward, no one looked up, and no one looked around, bowed their heads respectfully, and reported aloud.

The flower valley was full of tidbits and shallow mist, and there was no movement except for the whispering of birds.

The two old men in red maintained a bowed posture, standing motionless facing the valley of flowers, their expressions cold and stiff but respectful.

For half an hour, there was no movement in the valley of flowers, and they did not move, let alone make any noise.

Until......

"As the guardian of the gates of hell, you must live forever and stay in it, who gave you the right to leave your post without permission?" An indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the two of them, and in the space where their hearts moved slightly, a figure appeared out of thin air beside them. At this moment, a sharp and piercing killing intent emerged in the hearts of the two of them, like thousands of silver needles flowing down the blood and flipping over all over the body.

"Miao Jiang is moving, and the five sects are on guard. The patriarch and the elders' house jointly issued an order, and the gates of hell were temporarily opened, and the whole clan was on alert and on standby. Feeling the piercing sharp aura, the eyes of the two old men flashed with a shallow horror, and their bodies involuntarily fell down again.

"Miao Jiang is changing?" Hua Rongying's shrewd eyes narrowed slightly, and the killing intent exerted on the two old men relaxed slightly.

"So far, the Buddha Gate, the Medicine King Mansion, the Prayer Heaven Palace, and the Tang Gate have all been on high alert, and the masters of the Tang Sect have gone to Miaojiang to be on alert. It is reported that the black and white impermanence of Miaojiang and the judges left and right in hell all left Miaojiang half a month ago, and then ...... The judges of hell returned to Miaojiang, and the black and white impermanence lost their trace. ”

"Go on!" Hua Langying's expression was still cold, but there was an unprecedented sharpness in the coldness.

"We only know these for the time being, and the specific situation, please return to the sect and discuss it later."

"Huh? Want to die? Hua Langying's gaze suddenly froze, and the killing intent that had just dispersed suddenly accumulated and intensified, as if the surrounding space was full of swaying silver needles, bringing an unimaginable sense of oppression.

The eyes of the two old men shook suddenly, and they said respectfully: "The subordinates dare not deceive the young master, the specific situation is only known to the valley master and the elders' house, and the others have no way to know it temporarily." ”

"Get out of here and come back with someone who knows. A day back and forth, otherwise whoever dares to set foot in Heizhugou for half a step will be killed. Hua Langying ignored it and walked along the winding path into the valley of flowers filled with light mist.

"Young Master!!" The two frowned slightly, and just wanted to move forward, but they felt a compelling sharp killing intent rushing towards them, forcing them to stop their steps and never dare to move forward again.

"Finally, I remind you, I am no longer a young master, the day I left the Soul Burial Valley ten years ago, I am no longer the same!"

"Ten years have passed, grievances and grievances have long been over, what does it matter who is right and who is wrong, young master, can't you still let go?" The two old men sighed softly in their hearts, and their tones were full of helplessness and sentimentality.

Hua Langying's figure almost disappeared into the mist, and did not respond to the persuasion of the two.

But......

Before his figure disappeared completely, a clear voice suddenly appeared on the path behind the two old men: "On the order of the old living Buddha, spread the word and make a shadow!" ”

"Huh?" The two old men in red frowned slightly, turned their heads abruptly, and stared closely at the bald monk who was walking slowly, still dozens of meters away from each other, but the compelling killing blood could be clearly felt. The coarse linen clothes, scarlet eyes, strange wooden combs, and the killing intent that seems to be the essence of the essence are the ...... "Shura Buddha!" ”

The Shura Buddha stood in front of the Valley of Flowers, his scarlet eyes swept at the two old men, and finally settled on the blurred humanoid silhouette in the distance: "Flower Shadow, please go to the Benzanuki Mountains, there, there will be things of interest to you." ”

"My going, it's not the turn of the old living Buddha to point fingers. What I'm interested in, it's not your turn to be reminded of by Buddhism. Hua Langying's tone was not good, his voice was indifferent, and he couldn't see his expression clearly under the fog, but he stopped in place and didn't continue to walk towards the depths of the Flower Valley.

As the strongest Buddha in Buddhism today, Shura Buddha has a special status and identity, and he sticks to the Great Snow Mountain all the year round, and will definitely not go down the mountain easily unless there is something special. Since he broke into the black bamboo ditch regardless of the danger, there must be something important, not to mention...... Sanuki Mountains?

The Shura Buddha hummed, "If I'm not mistaken, the Valley of Burial Souls didn't tell you the truth, or they didn't know the truth. I dare to vouch with my life, that person and that thing have a lot to do with you. Flower Shadow ...... If you remain silent...... I will hate it for the rest of my life......"

The old man in red said in a deep voice: "Shura Buddha, the Burial Soul Valley has long drawn a clear line with Buddhism, and the two sides do not interact with each other and do not interfere with each other!" Why trespass on Heizhugou today! ”

The Shura Buddha looked at him coldly: "If the flower is now admitted to being a person from the Soul Valley, I will withdraw from here immediately." It's a pity that he is no longer there, and he was not ten years ago. ”

"You ......"

"Flower code, flower shape, the gate of hell is of great significance, you have a great responsibility, or go back as soon as possible to guard it well, in case there is another mistake, something like someone stealing an ancient scroll, you still have the face to live?" The Shura Buddha squinted at the two old men in red without irony.

"Shura Buddha, when we are really afraid of you, it will not work!" The two old men in red were furious, their hands in their cuffs suddenly stiffened, and Sen Leng's killing intent went straight to Shura Buddha.

"I'll give it to you!" The Shura Buddha was not afraid, and the wooden comb on his shoulder slowly rose horizontally, and his reddened eyes revealed the cruelty of people. His expression and aura form a sharp contradictory contrast with his appearance.

The two old men in red frowned, their faces were gloomy, and they stared at the Shura Buddha, but ...... No one really made a move.

Intimidation is intimidation, anger is anger, and if there is a real fight, no matter who wins or loses, the impact of this incident is enough to put both sides in a quagmire.

"You don't have any say until you figure out the form!" The Shura Buddha didn't take the two of them in his eyes at all, and threatened to make a shadow again: "On the order of the Living Buddha, I will convey a word to you again." If you want to keep Ye Wanyun, it's best to send it to the Medicine King's Mansion, we don't dare to guarantee anything else, at least we can keep her life safe! ”

There are no waves in the sea of flowers, the light fog is filled, and the hazy shadows of the flowers are looming, not becoming clear, nor completely disappearing, and there is no response.

"Ye Wantong's body poison technique has already attacked half a month ago, and she is currently undergoing treatment in the Medicine King's Mansion. The body poison technique is overbearing, and it cannot be treated unless Miao Jiang is a secret technique. However, in the past ten years, the Medicine King Mansion, the Tang Sect and the Prayer Heaven Hall have never given up the study of it, with the power of their three sects, more than ten years, what the result is, I don't know what the result is.

If I'm not mistaken, Ye Wanwei's body poison technique is also at the threshold of an attack. You may have a way to suppress it, but there are only three things to do, and the so-called 'suppression' only delays the outbreak time, which invisibly increases the danger of the outbreak moment. You're helping her, you're hurting her! I dare to assert that for two months at most, if Ye Wanyan is not effectively treated, she will definitely die! ”

"Wan Wei went to the Medicine King's Mansion? The old living Buddha is so calculating!! Flower Shadow finally spoke, and the cold voice echoed through the mist.

"Whether Ye Wanyun goes to the Medicine King's Mansion or not has nothing to do with us, and he doesn't want to blackmail and control you. But...... It needs to be reminded that if Ye Wanyun dies of poison, the matter will be revealed; If there is any other type of harm caused by a toxic outbreak, we will definitely ...... it as soon as possible Cut it with your own hands!

Let me make a bold guess that there are two or two things that you care about the most. One is in the Sanuki Mountains, and the other is in the Sanuki Mountains.

Ye Wanwei, you have to save, Sanuki Mountains, you have to go.

Di Cheng, Shen Aoming, and Xi Yuhuang are already waiting for you there. At this point, please consider what to choose. ”

After the Shura Buddha finished speaking, he turned around and walked away, without making any more nonsense or responding to anyone's eyes.

Come silently, go freely and freely.

Ye Wanwei ...... Sanuki Mountain Range...... Two people? Di Cheng...... Shen Aoming ......" Hua Langying looked at the figure of the Shura Buddha leaving, his brows furrowed slightly, what happened to the Sanuki Mountain Range?