Mansha and his party followed Jun Yisheng and the others for another day's journey, and finally arrived at a place surrounded by mountains in the evening of the next day.

"Eh, is this where the painters live, and it doesn't look special?" An Ruyue said as she stared at the hills around her, a little puzzled.

Miss An laughed, this is just the junction between the painting clan and the world, if you want to really enter the painting clan, in addition to having the Luo Shu rubbings of our clan to open the hidden immortal barrier, you can only be a person who is proficient in Qimen Dunjia and has outstanding mana. Otherwise, no one will be able to see the way into Danqing Valley. Jun Yisheng explained with a smile.

"Is that so? But I don't see any formations around here?" An Ruyue played with a strand of her long hair, looking left and right for a long time.

Jun Yixuan walked over, pointed to the distance not far ahead and said, "You go that way and try it." ”

An Ruyue looked at Jun Yixuan, and always felt that he had bad intentions, but she still walked in that direction suspiciously.

"Don't ......"

"Oops!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, one from Jun Yisheng, who had no time to stop him, and the other from An Ruyue.

"Hahahaha......" Jun Yixuan looked at An Ruyue, who was sitting on the ground not far away, rubbing her forehead depressedly, and laughed.

"You, you!" Jun Yisheng angrily knocked Jun Yixuan's head with the folding fan in his hand, this stinky boy just likes to play tricks on people.

"Jun Yixuan, you did it on purpose!" An Ruyue saw Jun Yixuan smiling so happily, and suddenly became angry.

"Ruyue, don't make trouble. Hurry up and let the two sons open the immortal barrier. Mansha waved helplessly to An Ruyue, signaling that now was not the time for her to play.

"Brother Wai is stubborn, and there are no girls of the same age in the clan to play with him on weekdays, but now that he is familiar with Miss An, it is inevitable that he has forgotten his sense of proportion, and please don't mind Mrs. and Miss An. Jun Yisheng clasped his fists at Mansha and An Ruyue and arched his hands.

"Where is Yisheng Gongzi, I am too spoiled by my maid on weekdays. This time, the three sons are willing to take us to the holy land of the painting clan, and the concubines are grateful, no matter whether they succeed or not, this kindness will never be forgotten. Mansa bowed and replied.

"Madame is gracious. I just saw that my wife loved my son, so I thought I could help. As he spoke, Jun Yisheng took off a black jade wrench on his finger. It seems that this is the Luo Shu rubbing he just said.

"Wait. Seeing that Jun Yisheng seemed to be preparing to open the entrance to the immortal barrier, Mansha hurriedly spoke out to stop him.

Jun Yisheng looked back at Mansha with some confusion and asked puzzledly, "What's wrong?"

Mansha bowed to Jun Yisheng and the others, then turned his body in a different direction and knelt down in the sunset that was about to sink into the mountains in the distance.

Seeing Mansha kneeling down, An Ruyue and the four guards, including Cang Wunian, also knelt down together.

"I, Mansha, swear here today that I will never reveal any news of the painting clan in this life, and if I violate this vow, my soul will be scattered and ashes will be destroyed, and there will be no reincarnation from now on. "Mansha swore a solemn oath in accordance with the highest standard of sacrifice and etiquette of the Shura tribe. This is the condition that Jun Yisheng put forward before, and she is now fulfilling her promise in this Danqing Valley Pass.

Seeing Mansha swearing so solemnly, the rest of the people also followed suit and made their own vows.

Jun Yisheng and the three of them were a little moved, they didn't expect this young and beautiful lady to have such courage. They were still thinking yesterday that if they were worried that they would reveal the secrets of the painting clan after they went out, they would give each of them a Forgetful Dust Pill to erase all their memories of Danqing Valley, but now it seems that they have some villainous hearts.

After Mansha and the others finished making their oaths, Jun Yisheng took a deep look at them, and then without saying much, he turned around and spread out his palm, and the black jade wrench slowly suspended in mid-air with a faint light.

Then the light on the wrench became stronger and stronger, shooting out countless beams of light and spraying on the invisible immortal barrier, and the immortal barrier was immediately revealed under the projection of these rays, and ancient runes flowed in it.

Cang Wunian's gaze was inexplicably moved from the moment the black jade wrench emitted light, and when he saw the rune on the immortal barrier, a trace of doubt flashed in his gray cold eyes—why did he feel that this light and rune had some sense of déjà vu? He wanted to explore that feeling carefully, but his brain ached uncontrollably, forcing him to give up this search.

As the light faded, an entrance resembling a whirlpool appeared in the center of the barrier.

"Madame, please. Jun Yisheng made a gesture to Mansha and his party to invite them in.

Mansa nodded, and stepped into the entrance of the whirlpool first.

When the last person entered the entrance, the whirlpool immediately shrank and quickly disappeared into the void, and everything seemed to be back to its previous appearance, surrounded only by green hills on all sides, with no immortal barriers and no entrance.

......

Just where everyone had stayed before, the void suddenly twisted, and then a fiery red figure stood in the air, the figure was enchanting and graceful, and the curves were exquisite. There was also a black figure standing next to the fiery red figure.

"It turns out that the painters are here! Vena Shu rubbing? It's a little interesting!" The voice was as breathtaking as her posture, and it was Mansha's sister, Mrs. Chisha.

"Master, what should we do now?" The man's voice was obscure, like a puppet, and his eyes were dark and godless, which was Xuan Tuo, who had lost his soul.

"It's just a rubbing, and Mrs. Ben hasn't taken it to heart. I'm curious if the painters really have that ability. Painting the Soul ...... Mrs. Ben is looking forward to it!" Akasha snorted coldly unconcernedly, and then with a wave of her hand, two figures, one red and one black, disappeared into the void.