Hundreds of miles away from the Jingnian Monastery, there is a quiet barren mountain.

The hill is not high, the surrounding radius is dozens of miles uninhabited, the dense forest is deep and secluded as if it is wild, the thick ancient trees can not be hugged by one person, and the vines with thick arms climb and wind among the ancient trees, like a giant python that chooses people and devours, adding a bit of weirdness to this place. A fresh breeze swept through the vast and tall forest, bringing with it the sound of salsa and the cheers of birds and insects.

Mo Chenpan sat on a flat bluestone, and the aura around his body rose to exude a faint golden divine light, like the sun hanging high in the sky. At this time, his face was a little pale, and his breath was like a white swimming dragon circling around him.

The senior concubine was not far away, and when she saw the abnormality on Mo Chen's body, a flash of clarity flashed in her eyes.

Sure enough, such a powerful and almost incredible supernatural power, even he couldn't use it easily. I just don't know what price he paid for using such a terrifying supernatural power?

Shi Fei Xuan thought of everything that had happened in the Jingnian Zen Monastery before, and her eyes were a little more dazed and uncalm.

Who would have thought that there really would be such amazing magical powers in the world!

It's just, who the hell are you!?

Widow, this is not the title that ordinary people should have. And Feng Xiaolian was so excited, it was obviously impossible to admit mistakes. Could it be that he is really a member of the Great Jin royal family, but if the Great Jin is such a terrifying existence, he will not fall to such a point, right?

For a while, countless doubts rose in Concubine Shixuan's heart, making her unable to figure it out for a long time.

Mo Chen practiced for a moment, slowly opened his eyes, and two divine purple divine lights projected out, making the space ripple with faint ripples. He exhaled lightly, looked in the direction of Baiyue in the south, and said flatly, "We should go." ”

Walk?

The concubine was stunned for a moment, and then did not speak, and followed Mo Chen silently. Her expression was indifferent, and she did not have the slightest dissatisfaction that was forcibly driven, but a little more broadness and calmness that saw through the world.

The two walked forward silently, and neither of them spoke.

At the same time, outside the city of Changsha.

Feng Xiaolian followed closely behind the black-robed man who was fighting the coffin, with a slight distraction on her beautiful face, as if she had not yet recovered from the affairs of the Jingnian Zen Temple, and seemed to be thinking about something very important.

She was silent for a moment, and said flatly: "Nanhua Zhenren is dead, and our mission has failed. ”

The black-robed man's voice was indifferent, there was no emotion in it, and it didn't even make people hear men and women: "If you die, you will die, looking at the world for thousands of years, who can not die." Our mission has not yet begun, so why fail? ”

Feng Xiaolian's eyes narrowed slightly, and her face was a little different.

What does this mean, I was indifferent to the death of Nanhua Zhenren.

After all, Nanhua Zhenren is a celebrity in front of the Holy Lord, and he is also one of the big names in the Holy Gate after the Holy Lord. If this matter is reported back to the Holy Gate, I don't know what a huge storm it will cause. But this person didn't react in the slightest, which is really abnormal.

Feng Xiaolian stared at the back of the black-robed man, and couldn't help but feel a faint weirdness and doubt in his heart, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief.

She didn't know the origin of the black-robed man. She only knew that this person was called the Corpse Dao Man, and he had always liked to be alone at the Holy Gate. Even the Holy Lord didn't dare to force this person too much.

With her woman's intuition, she had a faint sense that the Holy Lord was also able to avoid this person. Although Feng Xiaolian sometimes feels ridiculous, she always firmly believes that this person is not simple.

Feng Xiaolian was silent for a moment, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, what should we do now?" ”

The black-robed man paused, and said indifferently: "The deity still has a task to go to the Southern Barbarian Baiyue and visit the Baiyue Demon Lord." As for what you want to do, it has nothing to do with the deity. ”

Feng Xiaolian's face was full of shock, and she was stunned for a while, not knowing what to say.

This man!

Before she could say anything, the black-robed man disappeared as if he had never appeared. Regarding the actions of the black-robed man, Feng Xiaolian was at a loss for what to do.

What the hell is going on!?

With his gaffe in the Pure Meditation Monastery today, the Holy Lord's people will definitely not give up. Although they will not kill themselves for the sake of the First Emperor's relics, they will definitely not let themselves go easily. After all, the Holy Lord had endured himself for two hundred years for the First Emperor's relics, and even specially sent Nanhua Zhenren to accompany him this time, wanting to take the opportunity to seize the relics.

But now this person is gone, and he just threw himself away. Does he want to secretly follow and then seize the treasure!?

Feng Xiaolian's brows furrowed, and she couldn't think of a reason for a while. She froze in place and hesitated for a while, and finally a flash of determination flashed in her eyes, and she bit her red lips lightly to reveal a solemn look.

Either way, this is his only chance to get rid of the Holy Lord.

For more than two hundred years, the Holy Lord has not had much patience. Even if he returned to the Holy Gate, he would never let himself go easily. Now is the best opportunity, and it is better to take this opportunity to leave.

It's time for His Majesty to have an ending to what His Majesty entrusted back then.

Feng Xiaolian took a deep look at the place where the black-robed man had disappeared, and turned around and walked in the direction of Dajin.

When Feng Xiaolian left, the black-robed man who had disappeared reappeared. He silently looked in the direction where Feng Xiaolian left, then gently pulled the wide hood, completely covering his face under the robe, and sighed: "Master, do you know that the man has returned." ”

His voice fell, the coffin on his shoulder trembled slightly, and a faint sound came out: "Wait, it's not time yet." ”

When the black-robed man heard this, his body suddenly stiffened, and he said in surprise: "Master, you." ”

The coffin gradually subsided, and the voice in it seemed to be nothing: "Although the First Emperor has returned, the situation of the Great Jin Dynasty is even more difficult than that of the year. And Yun Zhongjun has been lurking for thousands of years, and the power in his hands is all over the world. You just remember your duty and don't interfere in the affairs of the First Emperor. Yun Zhongjun already has a different heart, and he is no longer the Yun Zhongjun who was dedicated to protecting the Dragon Emperor back then. This is our chance. ”

The black-robed man knelt down on one knee and said respectfully: "Humble duty, obey the order of the Marquis of Wu." ”

The coffin shook slightly, and a slight weak voice came from it: "Ahem, go." Ben Hou's time is running out, but I hope I can wait until that day. ”

The black-robed man stopped talking and walked towards the land of Baiyue in the south.

At the same time, Luoyang, the divine capital of the Great Jin Dynasty, is a hidden place in the imperial palace.

The vast purple bamboo sea rippled slightly in the breeze, making a salsa sound of joy. In the depths of the dense forest, a small bamboo hut quietly stands, breaking the silence and desolation here.

The bamboo house is made of local materials, and the purple bamboo and wood are as gorgeous as glass, giving people a mysterious and gorgeous beauty.

The eldest princess of the Great Jin Dynasty knelt on the steps outside the bamboo house with a respectful expression, and kowtowed: "Disciple Yunshang, I have something important to visit the ancestor." ”