The words of the Female Holy Ancestor of the Dream Spirit Butterfly Clan made Meng Lingyun fall into unprecedented horror, she could never have imagined that the rise of the Dream Butterfly Clan was all because of an outsider, she was extremely eager to know the identity of this person, so she immediately asked in surprise: "Who is that person?" ”

Facing Meng Lingyun's inquiry, Meng Qinglan smiled slightly and said a name that made her tremble: "Daoyi!" ”

"Dao Yi...... The First Immortal Emperor Dao Yi of the Ages?! Meng Lingyun repeated the name, and even her voice trembled.

"That's right, it's the Immortal Emperor Dao Yi who has twice killed the Thirty-Three Heavens of Gu Yu, and is so powerful that even the first generation of Caowu Demon Gods avoided fighting."

"So that's ......" Meng Lingyun muttered to herself, many of the doubts buried in her heart before could be explained.

Why was a race like the Dream Butterfly Clan, which was not good at fighting, able to rise up in the Gu Yu where the living environment was extremely cruel and became one of the Holy Clans that controlled a heavy heaven and earth, why did the Holy Clan above coerce and lure the Dream Butterfly Clan never to participate in the conquest of the Immortal Realm, and why did she always feel that some of the inheritance and concepts of the Dream Butterfly Clan were incompatible with the entire Gu Yu......

All of this has an answer with the name "Dao Yi", but even now, she can't figure out why the dignified Supreme Immortal Emperor of the Immortal Realm has such a causal entanglement with an ancient race......

At this time, the color of remembrance in Meng Qinglan's eyes was even stronger, and his pleasant voice carried a hint of vicissitudes, and he said softly: "When I first saw him, I was just a girl who didn't know anything about the world, at that time he was chased and killed by the Holy Ancestors of Gu Yu, and was seriously injured, and I didn't know how to help him, so I gave him a night of butterfly spirit magic, in fact, even if a little monk who didn't even reach the ancestral realm cast it ten thousand times, it would not have any effect on a supreme." ”

"But he said that I was the only one in the entire Gu Yu who not only did not have killing intent towards him, but also helped him, so he passed on to me the secret method of the other side, so that my cultivation could improve by leaps and bounds. That night, he told me a lot of stories about the fairy world, he said that although there were battles there, they were not as cruel as Gu Yu, and there was no so-called holy war against the heavens, where mortals and monks could live in peace, even if there was no trace of cultivation, they could live their lives peacefully in the way of ants, which was completely unimaginable in Gu Yu! ”

"Before leaving, I said that I wanted to go with him, even if I left Gu Yu and went to the fairy world with him, but he smiled and shook his head, and just gave me this wood carving that took one night to carve ......"

Meng Lingyun looked at the smooth and shiny wood carving in Meng Qinglan's hand, and had mixed feelings in his heart.

This is a statue of a young girl, pure and beautiful, eight points similar to the ancestor Meng Qinglan, obviously, this statue carved her when she was young.

This statue, Meng Lingyun had seen it many times from the Female Ancestor, and she was very curious about why the Female Ancestor would treat such a seemingly ordinary statue as a treasure, and it was only now that she suddenly understood the reason.

But there was one thing that she still didn't understand: "Just one night together, can the Holy Ancestor remember him until now?" ”

"You don't understand, some people are born with the nine days of the sun, even if you only get along for an hour, you will always remember the feeling when you are illuminated by his light!"

Meng Qinglan sighed lowly, and then changed her words and said, "The reason why I tell you this is to let you know how my Dream Butterfly Clan has been able to settle down in Gu Yu so far. However, the most important thing at the moment is to deal with the upcoming Heaven Destroying Holy War, and how to give an explanation to Mushi Palace. ”

"That Lingyun will first investigate the murderer of Tuoba Rui, and only by pulling him out and handing him over to Mushi Palace, they will have no excuse to persecute us."

Meng Qinglan shook her head and sighed: "How can it be so easy, I have also seen Tuo Ruirui's corpse myself, and I didn't find any traces that can confirm the identity of the murderer, which proves that the other party's cultivation is far above Tuoba Rui, or even above me!" This palace even guessed that it might be the hand of a certain Holy Ancestor from other heavens and earths below, just to force our Dream Butterfly Clan into an isolated desperate situation! ”

"What then?" Meng Lingyun's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of exhaustion and powerlessness, the people of the Dream Butterfly Clan are used to comfort and singing and dancing, and there are really too few people with a sense of crisis, he has been worried about the future of the clan over the years, it can be said that it is really heartbreaking.

"What else can I do, you go and try your best to check it first, and if there is no result, you will directly seal the passage in and out of the twenty-first day, and never open it before the holy war begins, and then ...... The whole clan is preparing for the holy war, and this time it is necessary to rush to at least the fifteenth heaven, so that the palace can feel the true ancient divine yang more closely, so that there is a chance to break through to the second step on the other side, so that whoever wants to make a move on the dream butterfly clan is bound to be afraid of three points, and our clan can have a chance to breathe. Otherwise...... Being in a high position and unable to protect himself, the disaster of extermination is just around the corner! ”

Meng Qinglan's expression was cold, and her eyebrows were full of coercion, at this time she was a real ancient saint ancestor, not a beautiful woman with a beautiful face and a moonlight appearance, reminiscing about her old people.

After the order, she wanted to leave and return to the cave to continue the retreat, although each challenge of the Heaven Cutting Holy War was divided into three games, but in fact, the victory or defeat was almost all maintained on the combat power of the Holy Ancestor, so her own preparation was the most important thing in everything.

However, before leaving, she suddenly frowned slightly, as if she remembered something, and said: "I heard that before you brought back a monk, you once knocked Tuoba Rui back with one hand, go and check his identity, if there is no big problem, give him the identity of the Mengdie clan, the holy war is about to start, we need this kind of help." ”

"Yes!" Meng Lingyun respectfully accepted the order.

In the middle of the night, when the figure of the empress completely disappeared on the top of the mountain, a crisp footsteps suddenly came from behind Meng Lingyun, a look is obviously a little similar to her, but in terms of appearance alone, it is more beautiful, moving slender jade legs, curling up, skin is snow-white, exuding holiness everywhere, it is the Holy Maiden of the Dream Butterfly Clan who was forced by the young master of the Mushi Palace not long ago, and almost became the holy daughter of the Dream Butterfly Clan.

"Sister, what kind of line is the son who helped you today?" When this holy woman came to Meng Lingyun's body, she did not shy away from making noise.

"He is not from our Dream Butterfly Clan, I don't know which clan it is, but he is very deep hidden, it is certain, if it is really as it seems, just an ordinary Wang Zu, how can he easily knock Tuoba Rui back with one palm? What kind of nonsense about miracles, only a fool would believe it. ”

"Why, you're not tempted, are you?" Meng Lingyun saw that the saint's eyes were hazy, so she pretended to be dissatisfied and said: "Sister, I am the one who saved you from the clutches, even if you want to make a promise, it can only be me!" ”

"My sister laughed, Lingyu just felt that that son seemed to be a little different from the other men my sister had seen......"

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In one day, so many major events happened, Senior Sister Meng Lingyun did not go to see Bai Fan as soon as possible, and finding out the murderer of the young master of Mushi Palace was her first priority at the moment, and as for the matter of encircling Bai Fan, it could only be postponed.

Bai Fan was also happy to be quiet, although he was already ready to take the boat of the Dream Butterfly Holy Sect so as to continue his next plan, but he was not in the slightest anxiety, but did not hurry to refine the clone, and waited for the dream spirit cloud to come to the door.

He and Qi Yunchen both firmly believed that with the strength he had already shown, the Dream Butterfly Clan would not ignore it or win him over, and would definitely come to him.

Bai Fan knew very well that the task of this trip to Gu Yu could not be completed overnight, and he had infiltrated the old nest of the enemy camp alone, so he naturally had to plan slowly and calmly.

Of course, waiting for the right time does not mean doing nothing, he has never forgotten that he has another thing that must be completed this time, that is, to help Qi Yunchen settle his old grudge, so every moment, he is changing his habits and mannerisms according to Qi Yunchen's requirements, making himself look more like a person of the ancient clan.

One day of the ancient clan was a reincarnation between the brightest and darkest of the Divine Pillar of Sunlight, and ten days was not a long time, and Meng Lingyun finally failed to find the murderer of Tuoba Rui.

In fact, the result was already doomed, even if Qi Yunchen was weak, but the body of the second-step Holy Ancestor was not faked in the slightest, how could he see the flaws?

As a last resort, the Holy Ancestor of the Dream Butterfly Clan personally closed the entire twenty-first day of the passage in and out, isolating all the anger and murderous aura of the thirteenth day from the outside.

However, if you can hide for a while, you can't hide for a lifetime, so the thirteenth angel tried all kinds of means to make the Nine Heavens promise this time to start the Holy War of Heaven Cutting in advance, only ten years later!

In this way, the remaining preparation time left for the Dream Butterfly Clan can be said to be extremely tense, which is a difficult project for a race that does not like to fight by nature, just stimulating the fighting spirit of the clansmen.

Moreover, although the Dream Butterfly Holy Sect had closed the access channel, the news from the outside could still be passed in, but since the Holy War started in advance, almost all the news they received was bad.

For example, on the thirty-third day, the young new Holy Ancestor had already made a death oath that this time he would lead his clan to fight out of the darkest thirty-third day, and strive for a suitable place to live.

For example, the twenty-ninth, twenty-seventh, and twenty-sixth triad seems to have reached an agreement, and this holy war will advance and retreat together, gather the power of the triad heavens, and fight upwards to create a future.

For example, the Thirteenth Heavenly Saint Ancestor openly bestowed the Twenty-Second Heavenly Saint Ancestor with a rare treasure in the ages, and the latter threatened that this time he would completely knock the Twenty-first Dream Butterfly Clan that was pressing on their heads into the abyss......

In the eyes of almost all careerists, the Dream Butterfly Clan is a soft persimmon that has become a target that they want to challenge.