The disciples waited outside for a long time before Wen Huang appeared with the real person of Wufang.

Ah Bao's hanging heart also let go, only to see that the disciples were anxious and indignant because they couldn't wait for the two of them for a long time, and thought that there was another dispute.

She ran to Wen Huang in three steps and two steps, and when she saw that his face was gray, she couldn't help but be a little worried. The doubts in the center of the valley just now, and the desire to question because of it, were suppressed for a while.

Wen Huang just glanced at her lightly and said, "You have found it in your heart, and I should go back too." He said and looked at the sky, "I haven't been home for hundreds of years, and I don't know if I know the way." ”

Ah Bao listened to it and knew that Wen Huang would not show up easily in a short period of time when he left, so he felt a lot of reluctance from the bottom of his heart. She pulled the bone whistle out of her cuff, and thinking of the trouble she had caused him on the spur of the moment, she handed it to Wen Huang with the intention of getting him to take it back.

Wen Huang glanced at the whistle and didn't reach out to take it. "You can keep it, if I have something to ask for in the future, I can find you through this thing."

Ah Bao was stunned, and immediately understood that this was an excuse that Wen Huang was casually looking for in order to make himself feel at ease, and his heart warmed, and he made a gesture of gratitude to him, and bowed to him.

Wen Huang took a step back, turned away, and did not accept her salute. "Gone." He glanced at the real person in the distance and said. After finishing speaking, the wind rose under his feet, the robe flew over, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

"Master, what should I do with this place?" A disciple stepped forward and asked.

Wu Fang Zhenren thought for a while, and said: "I have purified the miasma here, and now the space in the mountain has been misplaced, in order to prevent someone from accidentally breaking in the future, I will set up a barrier here now, and then discuss it with the acting head after returning to the mountain." ”

The disciple glanced at Chu Zhaoran again and nodded: "What the master said is true." At present, the elder brother is seriously injured and must rush back for treatment as soon as possible. As for the remains of the villagers...... he looked at Po and said no more.

After Bao's village was slaughtered ten years ago, the bodies of the villagers were hastily buried, and now the place has been abandoned for a long time, as if it has become a mass grave.

Wufang Zhenren shook his head, twisted a magic trick, and waved his big hand, the scene in front of him was like the water surface that had been thrown into the stone, and after shaking it a few times, it returned to stillness, and it didn't seem to have changed in any way.

Po knew this formation, and if someone accidentally broke into the place where the spell was cast, they would be guided away by the spell unconsciously, so that no one would enter the depths of the valley and would not get lost in the crack.

"Back to the mountain." Wufang Zhenren collected mana, Dao.

"Yes!" All the disciples responded in unison.

"Senior sister, can you still resist the sword?" A disciple who was closest to Ah Bao asked her.

Ah Bao nodded, suddenly realized something, and shook his head again, seeing that everyone showed puzzled expressions, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. She knows the trick of Edgeworth, but she has never had the opportunity to practice it after staying in the mountains all year round, and she doesn't know if she can keep up with the speed of these people. She hesitated, revealing her white iron sword.

Everyone was speechless when they saw the tattered sword, but Wufang Zhenren waved his sleeves directly, and a long sword appeared at Ah Bao's feet out of thin air, dragging her up steadily. The disciples also jumped on their swords and took off under the leadership of the Wufang True Person.

Edgeworth flew so fast that Po could only hear the wind whistling in her ears, making her robe rattle. But no matter how the sword under her feet changed its angle, she could stand firmly on it, without even the slightest shaking, and she didn't have to worry about falling.

The disciples around him all stood straight on the sword, the snow-white Taoist robe rolled in the wind, and the heavy clouds under their feet, under the leadership of Wufang Zhenren, Feng Xuan resisted the wind, and the time of a stick of incense had already reached the sky above Penglai Mountain.

With a wave of his hand, the enchantment above the top of the mountain cracked, as if someone had lifted the curtain from inside, and the group passed through the crack one by one in an orderly manner, Po entered last, and glanced back, the crack closed behind her, as if nothing had happened.

There is a ban on Penglai Mountain, and it is impossible to fly with a sword, but it can be broken with a spell in case of emergency. Just like at this moment, everyone walked to the top of the mountain and landed on the square hill in front of the main hall. The elders who sensed that someone had broken the ban were already waiting here, and when they saw that there was no real person landing, they greeted them one after another.

Although Yuan Yang Zhenren was in good shape, he was the fastest to walk, and he was the first to step forward, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and said, "Senior brother, you are finally back!" ”

Seeing that his expression was a little strange, Wufang Zhenren wondered: "But what happened?" ”

Yuan Yang Zhenren was stunned, as if he had heard something incredible, and turned around to look at the other elders, and everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

In the end, it was the Qing Zhenren who broke the silence, he stepped forward to look at the crowd, and then said to Wufang Zhenren: "Senior brother, don't you know that it has been more than half a month since you went down the mountain this time. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was extremely shocked, and even the face of Wufang Zhenren showed a look of surprise.

Yuan Yang Zhenren nodded and said, "Today is the sixteenth day. Senior Brother Acting Head is discussing with us and others, and has notified the nearby Immortal Cultivation Sects to come and look for you. Just now we were discussing this matter in the main hall, and suddenly we sensed that someone had broken the prohibition on the top of the mountain, and we knew that it was you who had returned. ”

"How so?" The disciple who was carrying Chu Zhaoran on his back was surprised: "Master and I entered the mountain, and through Senior Brother's broken sword induction, we found Senior Brother and others as soon as possible, but we got lost in the crack and delayed for a while. Later, I met Senior Sister Yun, because Senior Brother was seriously injured, I didn't dare to wait long and came back immediately. It only took half a day to go back and forth, but how did it take more than half a month? ”

Ah Bao was even more surprised when he heard this, and then suddenly thought that he had obviously called Wen Huang to come at night, but when he arrived in the mountains and forests, it inexplicably turned into daytime, but all his attention at that time was on the strange phenomenon of the village, and he thought it was caused by Xuan Chi's spell, and he did not notice the abnormality. Now that I think about it, it's not just the space that has cracked, but even the time has been misaligned?

Wufang Zhenren frowned, thought carefully for a moment, and said, "I see. The time in that spatial rift was different from the outside world, and we had only been in it for less than half a day, but half a month had already passed in the outside world. ”

The disciple suddenly realized and exclaimed: "In the past, I only heard the allusion of 'Rotten Ke', but I never thought that now I have experienced it myself. ”

"What spatial rift? What the hell is going on? Yuan Yang Zhenren heard it in a fog, and wanted to ask, but was interrupted by the Fuqing Zhenren on the side: "Take them to heal first, and I'll discuss the rest later." ”

Fan Xiang Zhenren on the side stepped forward quickly, checked Chu Zhaoran's state, and then looked at the other two injured disciples, frowning. "Take them to the Dan Room." She said, looking a little worried.

Several disciples didn't dare to slack off, and quickly followed behind Fan Xiang Zhenren and went in the direction of the Dan Room in the back mountain.

Ah Bao wanted to follow, but was stopped by a real person without a party.

"Go back and rest, and we'll talk about the rest tomorrow." Wufang Zhenren glanced at her lightly, and couldn't help but say authentic.

Helpless, Ah Bao had to watch the disciple carrying Chu Zhaoran on his back and gradually disappearing from sight, only to feel as if there was a fire burning in his heart, which made her uncomfortable.