Song Xiaopeng went to Wumo's lair, although he didn't inquire about the secrets of Xiyou, but he also knew that the outside world was not very peaceful, and there were many young and strong people in the ten gathering places of Xiyou, who were already active in this area.

They are trained to hunt dark creatures. However, listening to Wumo's tone, there was something to hide, it didn't seem to be as simple as hunting dark creatures, but like looking for something.

After combing what he saw, heard and felt during this outing, Song Xiaopeng decided not to go out for the time being. The outside world is too dangerous. His own strength is not enough to compete with these people, if he encounters a guy like Wu Tiande and is not injured, then he will become a lamb to the slaughter.

However, because of this, there was one thing that he did not understand.

That is, why did your three brothers and sisters act so frightened?

To this day, he hasn't figured it out.

What is the origin of Sanbo?

found Grandma Wang again, but Grandma Wang kept silent, and only said a word to let him ignore it for the time being.

Song Xiaopeng looked at Grandma Wang, who suddenly became serious, and was very puzzled.

The situation seems to be reversed.

Is she the dean or is she the dean?

But this matter really has little to do with whether he is the dean or not.

Giving up the idea of persecuting Grandma Wang, Song Xiaopeng found Luo Sui and wanted to ask what the third uncle said when he left.

Luo Sui didn't tell her what she knew like Grandma Wang.

That is to let yourself marry her.

Song Xiaopeng had no doubts about Luo Sui's words, and she couldn't say that she didn't have a good impression of Luo Sui.

After all, Luo Sui is not her sister Xiaoyu, the two are under the same roof for nearly half a year.

From the hazy beginning, to a few days ago, when the meridians were broken, Song Xiaopeng struggled in his heart, and also fantasized about the life of saving his sister back.

Looking at Song Xiaopeng, Luo Sui also knew the purpose of his inquiry: "Brother Xiaopeng, do you doubt the identity of the third uncle?"

"Yes, this time, I met three people, and when they saw me performing Cloud Splitting Fist, they were so frightened that they left directly. Song Xiaopeng said.

"Actually, I know a very famous set of boxing techniques, called "Fire Fist", I don't know what it has to do with "Split Cloud Fist"?" Luo Sui said, "This set of boxing methods, hundreds of years ago, there was a great person in the West Youdi, who practiced this set of boxing techniques to the extreme, broke the mountains and rivers with one punch at will, beat invincible opponents all over the world, and finally used this set of boxing techniques to preach the Tao, and reached the realm of the otherworldly, that is, the realm of the Mahayana period." Moreover, I heard a year ago that the heirs of this set of boxing techniques have reappeared in the world, but everyone thought it was a rumor, and few people believed it. I wonder if it will matter?"

"Is there a historical background?"

"I don't know, I've only heard these scattered words from my grandfather. Luo Sui obviously thought of the tragic image of his family being wiped out, and as he spoke, his eyes looked a little moist.

"Then forget it, now that you have been able to re-cultivate, the blood sea of deep revenge can naturally be avenged. Seeing that she evoked sad things, Song Xiaopeng would not comfort people.

"Well, I'll work hard to cultivate. Luo Sui wiped his red eyes, revealing a determined look.

"Don't cultivate desperately, the essence of our cultivation system, I have taken you to feel it, if you become a demon, you will not be able to get through it. Song Xiaopeng paused and said, "Then I'll be worried." ”

"Hmm. When Luo Sui heard this, as if he had heard some beautiful love words, his pretty face turned red, and he nodded with a bowed head like a mosquito.

......

......

Time flows.

The first snow of winter melts.

The sky is clear.

Everything in the mountain village has become almost pure and clear.

On this day, Song Xiaopeng sat on the high platform of the square and talked about his feelings about cultivation.

Just when everyone is cultivating cross-legged.

Rumble!

It's like thunder roaring.

Song Xiaopeng raised his head suddenly.

But this time he looked up and saw a scene that he couldn't believe it.

In the sky, a huge palace stands on the newly cleared sky, exuding a resplendent golden light. auspicious clouds floated all around, blooming white lotus flowers, under the illumination of golden light, it looked sacred. People can't help but have the illusion of kneeling down to worship.

The leaf marks on his arms suddenly emitted a violent burn, making his spiritual platform instantly clear.

The students in the square were also disturbed by this loud noise, and they all looked up at the sky.

Some of the students couldn't help but get up and want to prostrate themselves in worship.

It's just that on the plaque of the academy, a cyan gas suddenly emitted, and a crisp sound sounded, causing everyone to wake up one after another.

Song Xiaopeng looked up at the sky, where was there any void palace.

But he instinctively felt that something was wrong.

That scene was no fantasy.

Thousands of people are immersed in the same illusion, what kind of existence is that.

But there is one person who is not fresh, and that is Wang Meimei, whose cultivation system is different from everyone else.

At this moment, Wang Meimei knelt on the ground reverently, and her bright eyes became hollow.

The aura on his body suddenly exploded.

Song Xiaopeng felt this breath, it came so suddenly, he didn't think about it, his body was like a ghost, he came to Wang Meili's side, and sent a true qi towards her face.

Rumble!

The aura on Wang Meimei's body was like encountering a terrible nemesis, like a deflated ball, which dissipated in an instant.

And she fainted on the ground.

Song Xiaopeng looked at her, his strength dissipated cleanly, and his face was gloomy to the extreme.

All the changes were due to the huge palace that suddenly appeared in the void just now.

Wang Meimei's strength in the early stage of Jindan was dispersed in an instant.

This method is simply unpredictable.

At this moment, however, the voice of the Tree of Civilization sounded in her head: "Into her consciousness. ”

Song Xiaopeng's figure was stunned, and a wisp of thought was released, rushing towards the center of Wang's beautiful eyebrows.

As soon as he entered Wang Meimei's eyebrows, Song Xiaopeng saw a shocking scene again.

In Wang Meimei's consciousness, in a huge palace, a black lotus appeared, the darkness was like an obsidian huge eyeball, condescendingly looking down at Wang Meili who was kneeling on the ground, Wang Meimei's body trembled, and took the initiative to exploit her own strength, allowing the obsidian-like huge eyeball to be sucked away.

With such a strange picture, Song Xiaopeng was shocked in his heart.

This method is nothing compared to the ability of dark creatures to assimilate humans.

Directly suck out other people's true qi and turn it into a part of your own energy.

The voice of the Tree of Civilization rang out: "Wake her up, or this will be a place for this ghost to settle down, and if it comes, everything here will become purgatory." ”

"What's going on, why is it ......?"

"I don't know, but I feel familiar, and I'm extremely jealous. The voice of the Tree of Civilization rang out.

"Then how do you wake her up?" Song Xiaopeng heard the voice in the space of the Tree of Civilization for the first time, and he couldn't imagine that there would be something to be afraid of.

"Dispel the vision in the sea of her consciousness, and she will naturally be able to wake her up, but fortunately, the true qi of the one who has the opportunity before, otherwise, my existence will be exposed. The voice of the Tree of Civilization was tinged with urgency.