In the eyes of these Thousand Thousand Sect disciples, they couldn't even remember that they had stood there for a while, let alone that they had seen anything. So all the memories remained, and I walked all the way, and then I seemed to shake my mind a little.

Before they shook their heads, the whole team was obviously still in good shape. But when they came back to their senses, they suddenly found that the soul of a fellow Daoist beside them was suddenly shattered, which made them not frightened.

Nuomi earnestly hoped to repair the monk's broken soul, but unfortunately she tried, and finally could only sigh and give up.

The disciples of the Thousand Thousand Sect were all gathered around Nuo Mi, but the allied monk was standing outside the crowd in some horror.

He didn't show his panic in front of others, but Zong Wude, who was standing further outside, naturally took his expression into his eyes.

This man must have been suspicious. After all, there were only two of them in the team who did not belong to the Thousand Thousand Sect, and now, there was already one such monk whose soul was shattered.

Zong Wude didn't know much about these curves and curves in the training team. He was an outsider, and he only thought that the monks who came over this time were all disciples of the Qianren Sect, and when he saw that the other party actually showed a frightened look, he couldn't help but be a little surprised.

However, no matter how confused Zong Wude was, he cared more about the attitude of glutinous rice in the end. So he only glanced curiously in the direction of the strange-looking monk, and soon put the doubts in his heart behind, but took the initiative to greet Nuomi, pretending to be careless, and mentioned the almost illusory rumor to her.

――It is said that when this sect called Xuantenkaku was first established, it was to conceal a secret. Or rather. This sect is here to cover up an ancient treasure that no one else wants to discover.

Among the six major sects in existence, Xuantian Pavilion is the one that has been established for the shortest time, and it is much shorter. When Xuantian Pavilion was first established, the other five sects had already developed into medium-sized sects.

This is a considerable gap.

The Qianren Sect can already be regarded as an outlier among the immortal cultivation sects, and it has made a big splash at the sect conference and has recruited a large number of scattered disciples. There is also a deputy head of the glutinous rice. Many alliances were formed early, and the development can be described as smooth sailing. Even the chaos that the human world has suffered is for this sect. But it's also a rare opportunity.

They were originally suppressed by other large and medium-sized sects, but after experiencing such a period of turmoil, all the sects were almost beaten back to their prototypes, but instead allowed the Qianren Sect to take the opportunity to have a chance to develop.

But even so. However, the Thousand Thousand Sect still failed to develop into a medium-sized sect during this period of time.

During this period, although there was a low profile of the Qianren Sect itself, it also showed how much effort it took to develop and grow a sect. Xuantian Pavilion not only caught up with several other sects in a short period of time. Later, there was even a faint intention to suppress the other five, but it really made people feel a little suspicious.

Nuomi is not completely unaware of all kinds of rumors in the immortal cultivation world. In addition, Ye Fan had also joined the Xuantian Pavilion, so she paid more attention to this sect. She knows what Zong Wude said.

However. What Zong Wude wants to take out and talk about is naturally not just such a little thing.

"I've only heard about it here these days." When Zong Wude talked about this, he was quite serious. His expression seemed to return to the tension of the original fight, "These scattered cultivators stay around here. It's not just about rummaging through the remnants of this sect. What they were looking for was the rumored treasure that had been hidden by the Xuantian Pavilion. It is a treasure land handed down by ancient monks, and it is even more mysterious than any ethereal fantasy place, and it is said that there are ancient dragon demons and real dragons living in it. If you can find the entrance to that treasure land, you can make all mortals have the ability to soar in the day. ”

Zong Wude said as he looked at the glutinous rice.

He didn't really believe the rumors himself.

If he wanted to say that Xuantian Pavilion hid an ethereal illusion, he thought it was possible. After all, although ethereal illusions are rare, all the monks rumor that the six major sects each have their own ethereal illusions.

Not to mention these six major sects, even the immortal cultivation realm outside, without a gap of three or five hundred years, you can find an ownerless ethereal illusion entrance.

But to say that Xuantian Pavilion still has such an ancient treasure land that can make mortals become immortals, Zong Wude doesn't believe it.

If there really was such a powerful place, it would be impossible for Xuantian Pavilion to be destroyed.

Nuomi just listened to Zong Wude's words quietly, and didn't show any special looks.

Zong Wude felt that this rumor was not credible, but Nuomi did not immediately take this rumor as a joke. She has at least seen more than Zong Wude, and this rumor may not be completely true, but it is also very likely to have a certain degree of truth.

What's more-

Nuomi turned his head to look at the monk standing next to him, looked at the stupid appearance on the other party's face, and couldn't help but sigh softly, and said:

"It's not like I haven't heard of it. Since you've mentioned this, there's nothing to hide. Our team said that they were here to practice, but they also heard some news, so they came to look for the treasure land. It's just that, regardless of whether this treasure land exists or not, it doesn't have much to do with us now. ”

“…… Yes? Zong Wude was stunned.

Seeing that he didn't understand, Nuomi had to continue, "Regardless of whether this treasure land is stored or not, aren't we looking for those who have disappeared now." If there is no zài in this treasure land, we naturally don't need to think about it; Even if this treasure land really exists, and their disappearance is related to that treasure land, all we can do is just search around here. It's just that...... I'm just afraid ......"

She didn't have time to finish her sentence.

Just as Nuo Mi was halfway through his words, there was a sudden exclamation from the Xianlin on their right, which interrupted Nuo Mi's words.

All the monks were stunned and turned their heads in the direction of the sound. Some of the monks who had a slight impression of the map thought about it and remembered the terrain over there.

Based on where they are and when they've been here, there must have been another team in the place where the exclamation came.

When the exclamation first came, it was still a little far away, and it was not very loud, but it was very small, as if it came from several people. But by the time they turned their heads to look, the exclamation was much closer, mixed with the sound of footsteps and crashes, all the way towards them.

Everyone else was still stunned, but the pillar that was originally standing quietly behind Nuomi took a few steps forward silently, and he didn't see any movement, and the person had quickly walked in the direction where the sound came from.

When the pillar walks, his steps always fall very calmly and steadily. His steps were completely silent, and he didn't walk fast, as if he had to carefully step on the ground with a clear footprint every time he took a step, and measure the distance between each step.

He was the most sober of the monks.

The other monks were still stunned, but the pillar was already looking over there vigilantly the moment he heard the exclamation.

The glutinous rice didn't move.

She believed that no matter what the situation was over there, the pillar would be able to handle it. And...... She could already hear something in the jumble of voices.

The pillar stepped forward, and the voice rushed towards him.

The chaotic leaves and branches of the immortal forest were not very dense, and the voice had not yet come to them, but the monks here had already seen the chaotic situation over there through the gaps between the spirit trees.

Many of the monks already recognized their team in that direction, and at this moment, it was the familiar monks who were running towards them screaming all the way. At least two of those monks already possessed flying swords and were able to fight against them. But now, as if they had completely forgotten that they could fly with their edges, they ran wildly.

The monks around Nuomi were stunned again.

But the pillar did not waver in the slightest.

He didn't know what the monks behind him were thinking, and he didn't understand what was happening to the stumbling fellows in front of him, but he had a confused and crazy look in the eyes of the monks who were running all the way - it was enough for the pillar.

The mad monk rushed up, and the pillar did not stop.

He even seemed to be walking a little faster.

"Senior brother." Nuomi suddenly opened her mouth and shouted from behind, "Don't hurt them." ”

"Okay." The pillar answered.

Before his voice could fully fall, the man had already stopped in front of the crazy group of monks.

By this time, everyone except for the completely demented monk beside Nuomi had already sensed that something was wrong.

"This ......" Zong Wude didn't have any feelings for the team that rushed over like other monks, and he was taken aback by the situation in front of him.

If it weren't for the fact that the guys who rushed over were wearing monk's clothes and a few vaguely familiar faces, Zong Wude really wouldn't have been able to put them on the monk.

It's like they've gone completely insane.

Their steps staggered and stumbled, their clothes had been torn apart by thorns on the way over, and even their faces and bodies were already covered with blood, but they themselves did not feel it at all.

If there was still a trace of a monk left on their bodies, then the expressions on their faces were completely distorted. As these monks rushed more and more, Zong Wude could already see clearly that on their crooked faces, there were a pair of eyes that were almost blood-red and a bloody mark that cracked out of the corner of the eye.

Just run, run all the way forward, as if just running like this can get rid of the thing that scares them and drives them crazy. (To be continued) R655