Ren Jiu Ge looked up over there and smiled indifferently: "Dusty Ancestor, what is it? Even if their founding patriarch Gu Feng is here, it will be difficult to recover the luck of the Guyun Painting Sect!"

Chen Yan was a little dumbfounded, although the tone of his words was flat, but the domineering power in them directly shocked people!

"Let's go, let's go to the Lonely Cloud Hall. After Ren Jiu Ge finished speaking, he stepped forward and walked towards the direction of the main hall.

Chen Yan was stunned, quickly shook his head, and said, "Your Majesty, should we take advantage of this opportunity to withdraw first." That dusty ancestor ......"

Before Chen Yan could finish speaking, Ren Jiuge had already walked out of the bamboo forest and stepped towards the vicinity of the main hall.

At this time, all the disciples of the Guyun Painting Sect heard the sound of the guard bell. This brass bell will only ring in times of crisis within the faction. As a result, the disciples from all over the academy rushed to the Lonely Cloud Hall and quickly assembled.

The disciples at the mountain gate were still mediating with Gui Baizhi and others, and suddenly heard the copper bell ringing, and they were all shocked.

"It's not good, let's go, go to the main hall!" Yu Caiying's face changed slightly, knowing that something big had happened in the sect, she hurriedly led all the disciples to rush to the Guyun Hall regardless of other things.

Gui Bai Zhi and the others were all stunned, and the sudden change made it impossible for the entire sect to have a single disciple.

Shen Lin and Zhou Wenhao glanced at each other and looked at each other. Originally, a large group of disciples surrounded the mountain gate and did not allow anyone to enter. In an instant, the entire mountain gate was empty.

Gui Bai Zhi looked at the sect, all the disciples were in a hurry, rushing to the depths of the sect. "Guyun Painting Sect, I'm afraid something big has happened. ”

"As soon as the Yunding wind chimes rang, something must have happened to the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect. A crisp voice playfully came from behind.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Jingyang Wan'er. She was dressed in water-green clothes, the breeze was blowing, her clothes were fluttering, she looked beautiful and dusty, and she was extremely pretty.

Behind her, followed by two men in black. The man in black was dressed in pitch black, covered with a black iron mask, and only showed a pair of sharp eyes, which was extremely weird. However, before that, everyone had seen the man in black, and they were not too surprised.

Shen Lin was very curious and said, "Second Miss, why are you here?"

Jingyang Wan'er looked at Bai Zhi, and then said to Shen Lin: "You are all here, why can't I come?" Miss Ben, you can go wherever you want, there is no reason!"

During her trip to the ancient land of Yuntai, Jingyang Wan'er recovered the treasure of the Zhen clan for her family, the Xuanxi Star Stone. This credit made her status in the sect soar directly. Even, several genius brothers in the long room are not as prestigious as her.

This task was originally not planned in the clan, and she was able to complete it, just to find a random reason to let her relax.

The Xuanpluto Stone has been lost for a long time, and the probability of recovering it is very small. Unexpectedly, by mistake, or by chance, she was really found back!

At this time, Jingyang Wan'er, in Jingyang Zhai, can be said to be walking completely sideways! Even the elders in the clan are respectful when they see her.

She couldn't stay at home before, but now that she has prestige, she naturally wants to come out and hang out. In the past, there was also the restraint of parents and elders. Now that no one dares to care about her at all, she is directly herding sheep and having fun.

Shen Lin's face was ugly, extremely worried, and said, "The Lonely Cloud Painting Sect is like a great enemy, isn't it related to the throne?"

Jingyang Wan'er's eyes moved, and she said: "Anyway, it's a mess inside now, let's rush in directly and take a look, don't you know!"

Gui Bai Zhi answered, and then said, "Everyone come with me and enter the sect together!"

As she spoke, she led everyone and directly stationed in the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect.

Anyway, Gui Baizhi has the will of Prince Mu's edict, and this is not considered trespassing on the sect.

Around the Guyun Painting Sect, there have long been Wuyang Wuyang, surrounded by a large number of sect disciples. At this time, the Lonely Cloud Hall seems to have undergone some changes. I saw that the white roof of the main hall was full of light and flashing with strange light.

Boom, bursts of sounds, from the deepest part of the hall, constantly resounded.

The entire sect, under this roar and tremor, the atmosphere was extremely tense. All the disciples were unaware of what they were doing, staring at Yunding, staring intently.

"So, what is that?" the sharp-eyed disciple pointed to the depths of the hall. The boulder floor in the depths of the hall cracked a crack. A very thick log slowly rose from the crack.

This log is so old that it is impossible to distinguish the specific material at all. There are laws surrounding it, divine patterns are engraved, and there are many golden runes prohibited by formations, and the brilliance is incomparably gorgeous. This is the opposite of the quaint silence of wood.

Jingyang Wan'er looked over there, also full of questions, such a strange thing, she had never heard of it.

Shen Lin and Zhou Wenhao have no way of knowing. I just know that this thing must be extremely powerful!

Gui Bai Zhi groaned, her clear eyes lit up, and she seemed to think of something, and said, "That, that's the dusty Nanmu!"

Dusty Nanmu, also known as dusty Nan coffin, is made of strange wood, purple gold silk nan. Purple gold silk nan is an extremely rare ancient tree, which is generally used by the supreme strong to make burial coffins.

The characteristics of the tree of Zijin Sinan are extremely peculiar, which can seal everything, and the strong can be buried in it, and can be immortal for thousands of years.

And some big sect gate valves are used to make dusty Nanmu, cast the law god pattern, and the golden talisman is forbidden to seal the ancestors of the sect.

The ancestor of the sect, although his longevity is not long, but after all, he is a living person, and he cannot be called a coffin, but is collectively referred to as dusty Nanmu.

Jingyang Wan'er poked her head and asked, "What is in the dust?"

Gui Bai Zhi had only heard the strong man in the door say, "Inside, there should be an ancestor of the Lonely Cloud Painting Sect." ”

Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. Shen Lin said, "Dusty Ancestor?"

An ancestor of this level was born, and something earth-shattering must have happened in that sect!

Jingyang Wan'er looked east and west, and suddenly her eyes were overjoyed, pointed to the periphery of the bamboo forest, and said, "Ren Jiuge, boy, here, look here!"

As she spoke, she waved a jade flute and swayed in the air.

Shen Lin and the others were also taken aback, and hurriedly followed the direction and looked over there. Sure enough, Ren Jiuge, as well as Chen Yan, who followed behind, walked out of the bamboo forest and came to the edge.

Gui Bai Zhi looked at Ren Jiuge and the two, they were fine for the time being, so they relaxed a little.

"Boom!" Around the dusty Nanmu, all the law chains trembled, making an extremely terrifying and piercing sound!

Gu Tianlin was suspended under the dusty Nanmu, looked at Ren Jiuge, his eyes were fierce, as if he was bubbling with blood, and said viciously: "Ren Jiuge, your death is here!