On the peak of the ethereal aura, two men with calm breaths stood here.

One of the handsome middle-aged men said, "Xiao Fan, the woman in the projection just now seems to be ......"

"Senior Sister Lu Xueqi?"

Zhang Xiaofan's eyes narrowed and he muttered.

He naturally recognized Lu Xueqi, except for his somewhat mature appearance, he couldn't see any change at all.

As for the man just now, he always felt as if he had seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it at all.

"Shocking Yu, have we seen the young man in the projection just now?"

Hearing this, a flash of thought flashed in Lin Jingyu's eyes, and then he shook his head slightly and said, "I don't remember this person in my memory." ”

"Then do you think there are immortals in the world?"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Jingyu looked up at the sky, sighed and said, "Maybe there really is." ”

At the same time, the world has completely exploded because of the words of the young man in the projection!

They know that there are really immortals in the world, 100,000 miles away on the east side, and the Jiuxiao Palace preaches, no matter how noble or poor!

Immortals, what a existence in the eyes of the world, gods, their unattainable existence.

Now, the immortals preach, that is to say, each of them has the opportunity to become an immortal, and when they ask about immortality, who can not be excited?

All over the world, countless sects and blessed lands also heard that sentence of preaching, and the young people in the projection, with their hands and feet, the vision of heaven and earth appeared!

Such a majestic shore, such a mystery, and so noble and sacred!

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At this time, on the square of Jiuxiao Palace, Mu Qingxiao's sleeve robe waved, the picture shattered, and his hands quickly formed one seal after another, and the strong power was attached to the cloud ladder.

What he needed was the power of incense, and that was the best way to do it.

Immediately, a black flame poured out of his palm, and the flame twisted and finally turned into a figure like him, sitting in the square.

After doing everything, Mu Qingxiao took Lu Xueqi's slender jade hand, the space was slightly distorted, and the figures of the two disappeared.

In a few breaths, the figures of Mu Qingxiao and Lu Xueqi appeared on a jade peak.

The mountain peaks are covered with dense bamboo forests, this kind of bamboo is emerald green in color, the bamboo body is slender, and it is nearly twice as many bamboo knots as ordinary bamboo, but the bamboo is extremely tough, and the bamboo body is covered with little pink spots, like the tears of a gentle woman's sadness, which is extremely beautiful.

Looking at the familiar mountain peaks under her feet, Lu Xueqi muttered in a low voice and said, "Little Bamboo Peak." ”

Looking at the small bamboo peak close at hand, Mu Qingxiao's eyes also flashed with nostalgia, remembering that he had secretly gone up at the beginning.

"Let's go in and have a look."

After that, the figures of the two gradually fell on Xiaozhu Peak, and Lu Xueqi walked slowly on the rugged road, looking at the scene around him that had long been a matter of people.

After a short time, the two came to the entrance of Xiaozhu Peak, where two sword-wielding women wearing Taoist robes guarded the mountain gate.

However, the two female disciples guarding the mountain gate did not seem to be aware of their existence.

With Lu Xueqi's realm at the moment, he only hid his breath slightly, and his figure jumped past the female disciple guarding and smoothly entered the mountain gate.

About half an hour or so, most of the small bamboo peak was turned around, and there was no familiar figure, Lu Xueqi faintly felt a trace of unease.

Mu Qingxiao sighed slightly, holding her jade hand tightly, if the plot had not deviated, the first seat of Xiaozhu Peak would probably ......

"I want to go to the ancestral hall in the back mountain."

Her beautiful eyes are slightly red, and Lu Xueqi is smart after all.

Xiaozhu Peak is a person, and she has never seen the existence of the older generation of Qingyunmen, and the master who cared for her at the beginning may have also encountered an accident.

A touch of pity flashed in Mu Qingxiao's eyes, what should be faced is always to be faced.

Nodding slightly, gently hugging her slender waist, the space was distorted, and the two left Xiaozhufeng, leaving no trace.

The ancestral hall of Qingyunmen is used to pay tribute to the ancestors of the sect.

Coming to the ancestral hall behind Tongtian Peak, Mu Qingxiao couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

When he was in Qingyunmen, in order to find soul-thirsters, he turned almost the entire Qingyunmen upside down.

As soon as the two stepped into the ancestral compound, two middle-aged men came to them, and then paused.

Seeing the comer, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu's bodies were shocked, and their pupils contracted violently, and the men and women in front of them were not the same as the ones in the previous projection.

"Senior Sister Lu Xueqi, I haven't seen you for many years."

Lu Xueqi raised her head slightly, looked at one of the young men with a somewhat impressed appearance with beautiful eyes, and said, "Are you ...... Zhang Xiaofan's junior brother? ”

"I didn't expect that Senior Sister Lu Xueqi still remembered it."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan clenched his fists slightly, looking a little restrained.

After all, the picture just now was so shocking, especially the man in front of him, who seemed to be an immortal!

Without chatting, Lu Xueqi asked softly, "Senior Brother Zhang Xiaofan, Master...... Whether the master is in the ancestral hall or not. ”

Zhang Xiaofan was a little silent for a while, and seeing that Lu Xueqi had been staring at him, he had no choice but to nod slowly.

Suddenly, Lu Xueqi's already snow-white face became even whiter, her eyes were a little dazed, and her figure staggered a little.

Mu Qingxiao sighed, gently supported her, and patted her shoulder.

Lu Xueqi shook her head slightly, signaling that she was okay, and couldn't help but walk towards the inside of the ancestral hall.

Mu Qingxiao glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu, decades have passed, and only the cultivation of the Yuan Infant Stage is limited by heaven and earth.

Otherwise, with their qualifications, they can't step into a higher realm.

Feeling Mu Qingxiao's gaze, the two of them stiffened, as if everything was seen through in front of this young man.

Retracting his gaze, without putting pressure on the two, Mu Qingxiao followed closely behind Lu Xueqi and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu froze in place, not daring to stop them.

The ancestral hall of Qingyunmen is a forbidden place in the sect, according to the rules of the sect, not everyone can enter, but in terms of generation, although Lu Xueqi left Qingyunmen back then, she is also their senior sister, and she does have the qualifications to enter.

As for Mu Qingxiao, they had no courage to stop them at all, and when they looked at each other, they all showed helplessness.

Entering the ancestral ancestral hall, which is quite spacious, at the end of the line of sight, there are black tablets.

Lu Xueqi staggered to the spirit card, looked at the name on the spirit card in the front row, and finally couldn't help but two lines of tears flowed down her face.

Who would have thought that this time back is already separated by yin and yang.

Suddenly, Lu Xueqi knelt on the futon, her beautiful eyes were full of sadness, her voice was a little infarcted, and she said, "Disciple Lu Xueqi, please meet the master." ”

Seeing this, Mu Qingxiao didn't have any choice, turned around and closed the door of the ancestral hall, which she needed to face.

After this incident, the road in front of her must have become much smoother.

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(End of chapter)