"Then it seems that I have to go to Lingyun County" Qin Yue bowed slightly: "Purple Cloud Grass must be handed." ”

"Since the sect master has made up his mind, he will step down." Ming Hai smiled slightly, stood up, bowed his hand, and after getting Qin Yue's nod, he stepped back and walked out of the main hall. Standing outside the main hall, he turned to look at the ancient hall, which had stood for more than 700 years, as if telling the glory of the past.

Ming Hai turned around and was no longer standing, he knew that from today onwards, he would also be a part of this place in the future, Xuantian Sect had a history of more than seven hundred years, and he had the title of half-step Yuan Shen Realm at the most glorious time. The precipitation of history, even if it declines, it used to be a big sect, and as soon as the Xuantian Order came out, the rivers and lakes of Lingyun County could not obey.

Now in this witty and monster-like character and historical precipitation, his future, the future of Xuantian Sect is immeasurable, but he knows that little Lingyun County is a pedal in the eyes of this young master. He didn't know why, as if someone had told him that this decision was the best decision he had ever made in his life.

"There's not even a person who brings tea and water."

In the main hall, Qin Yue sat on his seat and smiled bitterly, Xuantian Sect was developing too fast, and it seemed that the foundation was unstable. But as long as it can be developed, everything else can be tolerated.

The real big sects have nominal disciples who are responsible for serving tea and delivering water, but the Xuantian Sect does not have this condition now.

Getting up and leaving the main hall, Qin Yue rushed straight to the mountain behind the sect, he wanted to check it out.

The back mountain is a dense forest, and the tomb of the head of the past dynasties is buried in the center of the back mountain.

This is where the forbidden place of Xuantian Sect is located, and it is unusually silent, except for the sound of the wind blowing and the occasional bird song.

Soon after, the silence was shattered by the arrival of a figure.

A slender figure came to the entrance of the tomb in the back mountain. He was dressed in the costume of the head of the house, and wore the crown of the head of the house, and his face was handsome and angular. The flowers and plants here are negligible, the number is diluted, there are only parameters, most of them are bare loess, and it seems that this place is not suitable for the survival of plants and trees.

A mile away, however, is lush with vegetation, green and verdant, and the flowers and herbs speak like that.

Facing into the eye was a cave door, Qin Yue stepped in slowly, and immediately felt a burst of gloom, he didn't feel like this when he buried the head of the sect at first, but he didn't expect that this feeling would appear after cultivating for refinement, this may have a big array, so the grass and trees within a radius of one mile did not have enough vitality to grow, and it looked unusually gray.

After entering the cave door, there was a downward staircase, Qin Yue stepped down slowly, a total of ninety-nine steps, the further down the sun became, the darker the sunlight became, until he stepped down the fortieth step, the darkness had completely expelled the sunlight, although it was dim, but it did not affect walking.

After stepping on the ninety-nine steps, there is a passage in front of which several people can pass in parallel, and a soft light emanates from the bi, and from Qin Yue's angle, you can see that there are two slots not far away, with two lower grade spirit stones on them, which were placed by Qin Yue last time, and the two lower grade spirit stones are enough to support more than a year.

He was already underground, although it was dim but not damp, Qin Yue knew when he first came in this cemetery that there must be a large array in operation, relying on the vitality of a mile of land to maintain, this is not a big deal, and the only way to arrange this kind of handwriting formation is probably only the ancestor of Wuyuan, the second generation head of Xuantian Sect, Xuantian Zhenren.

And Qin Yue's cultivation is relatively low, even if he has a system, he can't check it.

When you reach the realm of foundation building, you will have the honorific title of immortal, when you reach the realm of Jiedan, you will have the honorific title of a real person, and when you reach the realm of Yuanshen cultivation, you will have the honorific title of Taoist......

Therefore, there were titles of immortals, titles of real people, and titles of Taoists,........... And those who have obtained the title are all strong and abnormal in the same realm, and they are 100% able to step into the next realm, they are all demonic existences in the same generation, and Wu Yuan, that is, the head of the second-generation Xuantian Sect, is a real person with the title, and there are few opponents in the realm of Yudan.

At the same time, he is also stepping on half a foot to step into the realm of Yuan Shen Dao people, and become a peerless powerhouse who can look down on the entire Tianyu County.

At that time, the Xuantian Sect was a pseudo-four-star sect in his hands, and stepping into the four-star sect was a major sect in the entire Qin State, a holy land for monks, but it was just one step away, but it suffered a great disaster, and the people who experienced that catastrophe were all fallen, and only the disciples who went out of the sect to perform the task escaped with their lives.

No one in charge of the sect knew what happened to the sect at the beginning, that day the blood stained the entire Xuantian Sect, the blood of thousands of disciples stained the hall red, the stream red, and the loess, and in one day, the great sect was broken, and all the disciples who stayed in the sect fell, and the second generation of the head of the sect was nowhere to be found. A generation of patriarchs, three generations of heads, and the two Jiedan Zhenren did not escape that catastrophe and fell in the Xuantian Palace.

Qin Yue walked among them, and after a stick of incense, he suddenly became enlightened, and what appeared were tombstones, a total of eight tombstones. The graves of the eight generations of heads are here.

The tombstone appeals to the glory of his life, and there are three huge statues in the distance, an old man and two middle-aged people, all of whom are imposing and incomparable, as if standing in front of them are not three stone statues, but three real people.

These are the three Zhenren people in the history of Xuantian Sect, one is the patriarch of the sect, the second generation of the head, and the third generation of the head.

"Human boy, let me out."

Just when Qin Yue's heart was shocked, a faint transmission entered Qin Yue's mind, and he was suddenly shocked, there was nothing abnormal when he came last time, but this time such a strange thing happened, the reason why Qin Yue came to the cemetery again was actually to see if there were any treasures in the tomb.

Last time, when the eighth generation head was buried, he didn't have time to take a closer look, but this time when he was about to take a closer look, there was a sudden voice in his mind.

"Boy, I know, you are the ninth generation head of Xuantian Sect, as long as you let me out"

"I, the Demon General Zhu Wuqi, will definitely repay you"

"Boy, as long as you let me out, I will fulfill your three wishes."

"All you need to do is put your boss token where I said it was"

The voice was weak, but seductive.

"You've only been walking a distance, and I can swear I'll grant you three wishes."

After some panic at first, Qin Yue began to become calm, and from this voice, it could be inferred that he seemed to be trapped somewhere, and he could not pose a threat to himself.

Thinking of this, Qin Yue couldn't help but want to laugh in his heart, as if a bad Shu millet was holding a lollipop to tempt a child.

His heart was settled, and his appearance showed a foolish expression, full of excitement and a hint of apprehension, "How can I believe it?" You're really that good, and where the hell are you. ”

The owner who got the voice laughed in his heart, and secretly said that he was just a hairy boy in the end, and he was so fooled by himself that he obediently came to unlock the seal for himself, damn Wu Yuan, he actually sealed me here, a full five hundred years, although the life of the demon is much longer than that of the human race.

But it is precisely because of this, he is even more eager for freedom, eager for the recovery of strength, and secretly said in his heart, as soon as he goes out, he will slaughter this damn Xuantian Sect cleanly, and comfort me with their heart's blood, the great Xuantian Sect will be sealed for 500 years.

Wu Yuan seems to have fallen, and the same is true of the two Jiedan real people, this hairy boy in front of him is just a congenital great consummation, who can hinder me in this Xuantian Sect, isn't it a god to block and kill a god, a Buddha to block and kill a Buddha, hahahaha!!

Suppressing the excitement and even trembling emotions in his heart, he said again: "I, but the Xuan Demon General, the great Xuan Demon General, is equivalent to your Zhenren Dan, and even powerful. ”

"I can help you realize your wishes one by one, and the condition is to step forward and walk in front of the statue of your ancestor, Wu Yuan is the foot of your second generation of real people, there is a groove, a token shape, which is the head token in your hand."

"Don't have any doubts, I am friends with your ancestor, and at his invitation I promised to take care of the cemetery for five hundred years, and now the time has come."

"So you ........"

Qin Yue pretended to listen to his noise, but in fact, his left ear went in and out of his right ear.

He walked into the statue and saw that there was indeed a concave groove under Wu Yuan's feet, in the shape of a token, exactly as big as the token of the head of the Xuantian Sect Inheritance.

He reached into his arms, and his mind took out the master token from the ring, ready to inlay it, and the groove in the token was getting closer and closer.

Zhu Wuqi, the suppressed demon general under the statue, became more and more excited in his heart, shouting, hurry, hurry, hurry, good, inlaid in, inlaid in.

But just one meter above the token, just go down the meter and press embedded. But at such a critical moment, Qin Yue's hand suddenly stopped moving, and he stiffened there.

"What's going on, boy, you just need to gently drop down and press down." The voice was a little annoyed at this point.

"Since you are so powerful, give me some things first, such as exercise cheats, divine weapons, pills or something." Qin Yue said suddenly, as much as he looked like he was underplayed.

"I'm a demon, my exercises don't apply to you humans, as for divine weapons and pills, I don't have any."

Qin Yue looked disappointed and made a gesture to leave.

"Don't, Ben Jiang really doesn't have it, in this way, after I come out, I'll give you as much as I want."

The demon general Zhu Wuqi wanted to cry without tears.

"Hehe, it seems that you really don't have it, but you are still a strong person who is equivalent to a demon general, but I didn't expect anything." Qin Yue knew that this Xuan Demon General really had nothing, so he put away his performance and said mockingly:

"Being suppressed and sealed in the tombs of the heads of the past dynasties, this is the work of the three real people, do you really think I am a fool?"

"Unexpectedly, there are really no good things in the cemetery except for a Qingyue sword. Hey"

He muttered, a look of disappointment, and turned back.

"Ah, bastard, dare to play this general, you wait, when this general breaks the seal, you must look good." The Xuan Demon General Zhu Wuqi looked at Qin Yue's back and gritted his teeth and said.

"When I reach a certain strength, I will be the first to clean you up." Qin Yue sneered, it was rare to talk to him.

Although this demon was sealed, it was not destroyed, and it was a disaster.