Zong Ye stood alone in the mountains near Shuzhong. This mountain Zongye has never seen it. Xu is Zong Ye has only lived in the Little Wuxiang Temple and the Forgotten Return Pavilion, so he doesn't come out often.

The mountain is also beautiful, but the trail is extremely rugged, and in many places you have to turn sideways to pass, and you even have to scratch your back against sharp rocks. The old locust tree grows from the rock wall, and its roots cling to the craggy rocks on the rock wall. Tiny roots fell from Qiuke's roots, like a curtain, blocking the way ahead.

Zong Ye gently brushed aside the roots that blocked his vision and walked forward.

As soon as he stepped out of the mountain road, a lightning strike suddenly fell in front of him, illuminating the originally dark road ahead.

A temple suddenly appeared in the dense forest ahead, and it was a Nuwa Temple. The Nuwa Temple is built on the mountain, and there is no incense stick in a bronze furnace in front of the temple. The stone bricks of the Nuwa Temple are covered with moss, and the surrounding area is covered with old trees as on both sides of the mountain road in front of it.

The old trees in front of the temple are even denser, and their roots almost cover the temple gate of Nuwa Temple, hanging down to the top of the bronze furnace tripod.

There are no lights and candles in the Nuwa Temple, only a few fireflies faintly illuminate the statue of Nuwa with a human head and a snake body in the Nuwa Temple.

Zong Ye passed through the dense roots, and the figure of a month's white robe in the Nuwa Temple flashed.

Zong Ye was happy in his heart, it was Bai Luo inside! He quickened his pace and walked into the Nuwa Temple, who knew that as soon as he stepped into the Nuwa Temple, a golden light slashed over. Zong Ye was hit in the chest by the tiger spirit, and was immediately split out of the Nuwa Temple by the tiger spirit.

Zong Ye raised his head in shock. Bai Luo's whip didn't do his best, but it still made his chest hurt hotly.

Bai Luo walked out of the Nuwa Temple step by step, and his blue pupils looked at Zong Ye like a thousand years of ice, with hatred. I only heard Bai Luo ask in a cold voice, "Who are you?"

Zong Ye's heart was empty, Bai Luo didn't even know himself?"

Zong Ye struggled to get up from the ground, but Bai Luo's tiger spirit was already against his neck. Zong Ye's throat seemed to be blocked. Bai Luo's eyes were clearly guarded.

"It's me...... Zong Ye. ”

Bai Luo still looked at Zong Ye: "The younger ones dare to be my enemies?"

"I ...... I'm not going to be your enemy. ”

Bai Luo's cold eyes swept over Zong Ye: "Then why are you holding the Zhuxian Grass?"

Zong Ye looked down and saw that he didn't know when there was an extra Zhuxian grass in his hand! Zong Ye hurriedly wanted to throw away the Zhuxian grass. But the fairy grass is like sticking to your hand, and you can't shake it off.

As soon as Bai Luo's wrist flipped, the tiger spirit was already raised high. Zong Ye had never been so bright. The golden light on the tiger's soul seemed to shine with a soul-stirring light. If this blow falls, Zong Ye is only afraid that it will be broken by the tiger spirit immediately, the three souls are not there, and the seven spirits will be difficult to gather.

However, Zong Ye looked at the tiger spirit raised high, and after the initial horror, he actually had a moment of relief. It seems that this tiger spirit can be liberated by falling on himself and leaving this devastated world.

But before the golden light of the tiger fell, there was another thunderclap in the air. Unusual thunder and lightning, taking Dao Thunder is a catastrophe!

The thunder slashed straight down at Bai Luo. Zong Ye didn't think about it, and he didn't care about the tiger spirit hanging above his head. Suddenly, his limbs seemed to have strength and rushed towards Bai Luo.

The thunder of the Tribulation split through the dark night sky and fell. But the thunder didn't fall on him. The thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation disappeared when it landed in front of Zong Ye.

A warm feeling came from Zong Ye's palm. Zong Ye lowered his head strangely, only to see that there was an extra dagger in his hand at some point. The dagger was now pierced in Bai Luo's chest.

No, no! The dagger was not just pierced into Bai Luo's chest, but had already broken through Bai Luo's heart!

But Bai Luo was still angry, and a pair of blue eyes looked at Zong Ye resentfully: "Who are you? You said your name is Zong Ye?"

Zong Ye was shocked and took a step back: "No...... No...... Not me. ”

Zong Ye wanted to escape, wanted to hide, wanted the dagger to pierce his chest, but he couldn't help him, and he didn't listen to his hands and feet.

Bai Luo's chest flashed with golden light, Zong Ye subconsciously stretched out his hand, and a golden spirit bead with blood that was still warm rolled down on Zong Ye's palm.

Zong Ye woke up in shock. His chest was cut by the gods, and after returning to the Forgotten Return Pavilion, Lu Yubao gave him some medicine, but he didn't expect to sleep for so long.

Zong Ye stroked the broken hair on his forehead, and his palms were full of cold sweat. I've never dreamed of it in a dream before, except for seeing it in a fantasy.

It seems that I had such a dream after fighting with the gods in a fantasy world.

The warm feeling of holding the Tao in the palm of your hand is still there. Zong Ye looked at the sky outside, and the sunset printed a golden light on the white wall of the Forgotten Return Pavilion. The shadows of the trees are printed on the white walls, and under the white walls are sparrows jumping and competing for food.

Zong Ye put on his robe and walked towards the Fengqing Pavilion. He had no reason as if such a day would soon slip away from him. Maybe one day, when he walks out of the Forgotten Home Pavilion again, he won't be able to come back.

In the Fengqing Pavilion, Bai Luo and Yan Zhu were sitting and talking.

I originally thought that I would be delayed for a long time in the nine counties of Nanban, but I didn't expect to get the bad news that the Shaking Light Star Monarch was cut off the spirit bead. Everyone had to return to the Central Plains first, and then make plans.

Ye Ming returned to Kunlun, Xie Jinyan took Wenyun back to Biquan Villa, and Jiang Qinghan returned to the Xuanyue Temple first.

Although Bai Luo was anxious about the Shaking Light Star Monarch Astrolabe, he didn't dare to act rashly, if the grandmother who originally asked Yun hid it well, Bai Luo would have taken the liberty to find it, but the location of the astrolabe would be exposed. If you want to go to Yuhu Palace, you have to find a suitable reason first.

Bai Luo, Zong Ye, Xue Yu, and Emperor Beiyin had no choice but to return to the Forgotten Return Pavilion first.

The time to go to the nine counties of Nanban is relatively short, and there is no new news from Wu Yueji. The three major families are busy taking care of their own affairs, and it seems to be a scene of peace and prosperity.

Forget to return to the museum, Yuan Yuzhu is also much better. Although the broken right arm could never be brought back, his complexion was already much better, and when Bai Luo returned to the museum, Yuan Yuzhu was practicing swords in Fengqing Pavilion. And Yan Zhu was coming out of the kitchen, holding a bowl of soup that had just been cooked for Yuan Yuzhu in his hand.

Yan Zhu saw that Bai Luo's face was a little heavy and asked, "Is there anything difficult for the Martial Divine Monarch?"

Bai Luo only thought at this time that Yan Zhu's ankles were tied by the shackles made by Zhu Rong's when he was in Kunlun Ruins. Yan Zhu, this monster, is not suppressed by any immortal law, so after being sent to Kunlun Ruins by Bai Luo, he can only deal with it in the simplest and most primitive way.

Of course, Zhu Rong's shackles must be cut off by Zhu Rong's divine martial arts.

Bai Luo smiled self-deprecatingly, as early as when Kunlun lost the beast, he should have thought that there were people from Kunlun who were making trouble. But at that time, he thought that it was because he drank and misbehaved and took care of it ineffectively, so that Kunlun Ruins lost the beast.

When Yan Zhu told her about this in the Yuan Dragon Bone Illusion, Bai Luo thought that the person who released Yan Zhu was just an ordinary fairy in Kunlun, but he didn't expect that it was the Fuxi Feng clan involved.

Zhu Yan Beast is not affected by the immortal law enchantment, Bai Luo's original body is a white tiger, Zhu Yan can only be caught when he sees Bai Luo. But if the Seven Star Monarch encounters the Zhu Beast, he will have almost no power to parry. Just shake the demonized Yan Zhu of Xingjun's body, and he can slap one to death.

I think that when Bai Luo subdued Zhu Yanbeast and sent it back to Kunlun Ruins to suppress it, how many people were relieved. There are also many little immortal monarchs with low spiritual power who probe their brains outside the Kunlun Ruins to see what is going on, but they never dare to take a step into the Kunlun Ruins.

Fortunately, after the Zhu Yan Beast was captured back to Kunlun Ruins, the Zhu Yan Beast turned into Yan Zhu.

Bai Luo asked Yan Zhu, "Do you remember Feng Moshao?"

Yan Zhu smiled lightly: "Shenjun is talking about Young Master Fuxi? Of course I remember." Young Master Zhurong always likes to tease Xiaosheng, and every time the young master Fuxi comes to relieve Xiaosheng. ”

Bai Luo smiled faintly, as Yan Zhu said, it was hard for her to imagine that Feng Moshao was the one who killed the Shaking Light Star Monarch.

"What kind of person is he?" Zong Ye brought frost plum brewing to Bai Luo.

Bai Luo took a sip of frosty plum brew lightly, and said lightly: "It's boring, do you want to hear it?"

Zong Ye nodded.

Zong Ye suddenly couldn't wait to know more about Bai Luo and know her previous story.