"Emma---!" Kunlun Nu shouted at the back again.

"You're crazy!" Hu Wangcai quickly covered his mouth and dragged him behind Long Lin. Cao Hengli, who couldn't bear it, also stretched out his finger and pointed at him a few times, and stopped letting him speak for the time being.

After silently waiting for her to finish reciting the long verse, Long Bao smiled and asked, "Second sister, what are you reciting?

Liu Jinyi smiled faintly, "This is just a requiem recitation that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Holy Moon Sect. ”

She looked like she was already on her mind, her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, she said a few words, asked about the Divine Crystal Vein, and left.

When everyone saw her figure on the ground, they disappeared on the spot.

After Long Bao confirmed that she was really gone, he slapped Kunlun Nu angrily: "Kunlun, what are you going to do when you are crazy? Why do you keep calling her Emma? Do you want to be Lao Tzu's second brother-in-law?"

Everyone, even Long Lin laughed.

Cui Rutie, who has always been taciturn, suddenly said: "Kunlun's intuition is not wrong, isn't it possible that Xiyue is Emma?"

"Old Cui, don't talk nonsense!" Long Bao said impatiently.

Cui Rutie said very seriously, "If the two have nothing to do with each other, why does the Empress Dowager Xiyue never ask 'who is Emma'?

Long Bao couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth, "What do you want to prove?... Liu Lao Er suddenly got tired of being the queen mother, and ran to the grassland of Zuokul to bite Kunlun, who was grazing cattle and horses, and took a big bite?"

"What the second master said is that this is unreasonable. Hu Wangcai hurriedly agreed.

Kunlun Nu also scratched his head blankly, not understanding why he had such a strong feeling when he saw Liu Jinyi's back.

The snow particles were mixed with the ice and rain, and then they became dense, and the bitter cold wind howled in the valley, as if there were countless bitter spirits crying and cursing... The giant tomb made of crushed ice quickly turned pure white.

"Alas, can you still be in a good mood for cultivating in this ghost place?" Long Bao sighed thoughtlessly.

"Let's go. Long Lin greeted. Everyone thought they were going back to the Yin Yang Sect, but they didn't expect to see his figure drifting towards the caves under the cliff.

The formations of these caves of different sizes had been opened, not broken through from the outside, and there were no signs of fighting inside, it should have been the people of the Yin-Yang Sect who were looking for provocations outside the cave and luring them out.

This discovery made Long Lin a little surprised, because it seemed that the five lost dogs were not for sneak attack and robbery of the 10,000-year-old ice spirit, but rather to cause the siege of the entire Holy Moon Sect to alarm Liu Jinyi and kill themselves.

These caves are much the same, the aura is very weak, only a few caves have a small gathering spirit array arranged by medium-grade spirit stones; judging from some of the waste spirit stones left in some caves that have exhausted their spiritual power, ordinary disciples can only receive low-grade spirit stones within a fixed period of time... Long Lin couldn't help but sigh at the difficulty of the Holy Moon Sect's cultivation. Compared with the internal situation of the Yin Yang Sect, Liu Jinyi's care for the sect can be said to be minimal--- according to her terrifying realm, if she has this heart, she will definitely not make the sect so embarrassed.

"I really didn't expect that the people of the Yin-Yang Sect would take the wrong medicine and come to ransack such a poor sect..."Long Bao said disappointedly.

"Second master, they are here to rob the 10,000-year-old ice spirit..."Hu Wangcai said cautiously, "But the slave just can't understand, such an expensive and important thing must be kept by the Holy Maiden, or in the hands of the Queen Mother, why do they run here and spend so much effort to kill more than 2,000 people?"

"Or do they think that the ice spirit is hidden in the cave?" Cao Hengli guessed, "Or is the ice spirit what good is it for their cultivation of magic skills?" The Yin Yang Sect has been destroyed, they have become a down-and-out cultivator, and there is nowhere to get it, so the dog jumped off the wall in a hurry?"

There was a lot of talk along the way.

There was a cave that was much deeper than the others, and everyone couldn't help but feel that there might be a bit of a surprise. A straight and long passage that could accommodate four or five people in parallel finally arrived in front of a pair of heavy bluestone gates, the shape of the protruding door nails on the door and the pattern of the two divine beasts made Long Lin suddenly feel familiar: it was exactly the same as the pattern of the gate revealed after Liu Jinyi's "old silver wrench" was opened.

There was no formation prohibition at the door, and it didn't look like there was something important hidden. But this stone gate seems to be connected to the whole mountain, and it cannot be opened or pushed.

After carefully tossing back and forth to no avail, Long Bao was a little anxious, and he got up his sleeves late and said, "Anyway, the Holy Moon Sect has been destroyed, and the ownerless thing, just punch it in!"

Long Lin waved his hand--- the two saints before and after were alive and well, and they couldn't say "ownerless", --- continued to inspect the bluestone gate, and found that there were some irregularly distributed small holes on the door, about the thickness of the little finger;

With a "wave", the ice spirit was spewed out. A round hole with a diameter of half a foot appeared in the middle of the stone gate, and wisps of familiar fragrance erupted, "Hey, how can this fragrance be similar to the willow... The second sister uses the same incense in the palace?" Long Bao said.

Long Lin took the lead and floated into the door.

This is a far more spacious and lofty hall than they imagined, the front circle and the rear, the stone pillars are majestic, the end of the hall is a long and high bluestone wall that is slightly rounded, polished to be bright and smooth, the stone wall hangs the statues of saints of the past dynasties, all of them are as tall as real people, the coloring is fresh, the lines are beautiful, and there are clothes and belts when the wind, floating out of the dust. Unlike mortal paintings, these portraits are painted on a base plate like ice crystals, and the pupils and skin of the figures are slightly glowing, which is very clear and fairy.

It turned out to be a place of sacrifice.

In addition to the portrait of Liu Jinyi, there is a white jade confession with a smooth and elegant style in front of the other saints' images, and there is a strange ink-colored ritual vessel on the case, which is like a three-legged copper coffin, which is clearly distinguished from the black and white of the confession, which looks noble and solemn, and the strange fragrance is emitted from this object.

But they were empty, and they weren't spiritual artifacts, they were probably made of spices themselves. Long Lin released Yi Xinliu and Zi Xiu from the small world, and Yi Xinliu appeared in the main hall and said in surprise: "This is the strange fragrance that the two masters dyed back from a large number of palaces!" Zixiu stared at the portraits in shock. Before he practiced, he also liked to brush and ink Danqing, and when he saw such "fairy brushwork", he couldn't help but be ashamed of how clumsy and ridiculous his painting skills were.

To Long Bao's disappointment, the entire hall was empty, and there was nothing worth seeing except for these strange "three-legged stilts". He wasn't interested in spices, but he seriously admired Liu Jinyi's portrait, "Hey, who painted this, it's the same as a big living person, it's really amazing!"

In the painting, Liu Jinyi has a cold expression, his right hand is lowered, holding the ice sword, and his left palm is erected, and the palm is facing outward. Yi Xinliu curiously stretched out her right palm and stuck it with the left palm in the painting.

"Boom" startled everyone, and Liu Jinyi's portrait suddenly turned inward, like a door, revealing a small stone room behind.

Outside the door, he cautiously probed the stone chamber with his divine sense, and after finding that there was nothing unusual, Long Lin took everyone inside.

This square stone room is only one zhang square, the four walls and the ground are all bluestone, obviously built by breaking the rock in the belly of the mountain; ordinary, there is no mezzanine, secret passage, etc., there is only a bluestone dwarf table and an old futon in the room, it seems to be a meditation room; there is a colorless transparent, ice-carved lotus-shaped lamp on the low table, the wick is made of something unknown, fluttering with five-colored flames, in this simple and gloomy stone room looks very strange.

Monks do not need to light lamps.

Especially after the portrait of Liu Jinyi, this stone room should be the place of cultivation that she opened up for herself back then;

Judging from the dust in the stone room, no one has entered it for many years, but this lamp has always been on, and I don't know what it is used for.

"What kind of weird thing is this?" asked Long Bao in amazement.

"It's like a five-colored flame. Cui Rutie looked at it and said, "The slave once read in the book that there are Gu Immortals who collected five kinds of hatred grasses with the nature of the five elements, mixed them with the incense paste boiled from the mermaid oil of the Netherworld Sea and refined them into a wick, and after igniting them, the flame will produce five colors, and it will never be extinguished." But the minions have never seen it, and I don't know if it's or not..."

"What's the use of the five-colored flame?" asked Long Lin. It was the first time he had heard of such a flare.

"It is probably used to summon and condense the wandering souls of the dead. ”

"Does this spell work?" asked Long Bao.

Cui Rutie shook his head: "The minion knows unknown. ”

Long Bao felt a little touched by the gray futon with slightly broken edges, and remembered that the only belongings he took with him when he left the Spirit Rhino Sect was the old futon that had accompanied him for five hundred years... However, thanks to his wise decision at the time, there was a key to the Jiaotu Palace of the Demon God Clan hidden in that futon... He picked up the futon left by Liu Jinyi and looked inside repeatedly with his divine sense, and finally found:

---It's still a broken futon!

He tossed it aside in disappointment.

"Hey, this stone seems to be a little different..."Hu Wangcai found that the bluestone under the futon was slightly different from the surrounding color, slightly white, and it didn't seem to be one, but like a round lid.