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Early in the morning of the fourth day.

When Chu Qiuli appeared in front of everyone's eyes, it inevitably attracted a burst of surprised glances from everyone.

Whether it is Yan Chop or Ning Zhumang, he is not a stupid person in the end, although he was surprised by Chu Qiuli's resurrection, but he probably guessed that this must have something to do with the unfathomable Mr. Wei. But they were extremely interested in not asking about the details, but they were really happy for Chu Qiuli's safety.

So the group hit the road again.

Leaving the town of Wuzhou in Longzhou, he took his own steps towards Yanzhou again.

As always, Mr. Wei, who was carrying a wooden box on his back, walked at the front of the group, seemingly no different from before, but his already rickety body seemed to be a little bent down compared to before.

And Xu Han and Ning Zhumang walked at the end of the team as always, Ning Zhumang didn't mention Chu Qiuli's situation, he personally explored Chu Qiuli's injuries, and naturally knew that such a phenomenon of depletion of vitality could not be cured by any medical means at all, and the mystery contained in it was obviously not something that could be said to people at will, so he naturally wouldn't ask more, just quietly followed Xu Han as he looked at the big man walking in the middle of the team, and boasted to Yan Chu and Xue Ning with a triumphant face about the mysterious deeds of saving his life in his master's dream yesterday.

Brother Chu was not shocked by life and death, and returned to normal in a blink of an eye. After looking at it for a while, Ning Zhumang suddenly sighed.

Hearing this, Xu Han glanced sideways at the other party and said with a smile: "Isn't this good?"

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"So, Yuehu is dead, right?" Yaqi Mountain, the Taiyin Palace shrouded in a black thing, has long since lost its former appearance of haunting fairy energy.

The handsome man dressed in black glanced sideways at the white-robed Confucian beside him and asked.

The white-robed Confucian arched his hand, lowered his eyes and said: "Since I sent him to invite the half-demon into the palace a few months ago, there has been no news, I have sent someone to search the Antler Plain, and there is no trace of him, only the remains of the incarnation of the Lord have been found in one place. ”

"Hmm..."The handsome man who heard this bowed slightly.

But the white-robed Confucian seemed to be unable to suppress the doubts in his heart, so he asked at that time: "But the palace master, Yue Hu's trip, I have already deduced several times, there should be no variables, why did such a thing happen." ”

The white-robed Confucian is very respectful of the deduction technique called "Tianyi" in the Taiyin Palace, and even the earth immortals have few possibilities to escape from their calculations before all kinds of plans, why something went wrong on this trip, he is inevitably puzzled.

The black-robed man who was extremely handsome turned his eyes to look at each other, and said in a deep voice: "There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, remember, no matter what realm you reach, never underestimate anyone." ”

The black-robed man said so, but the light flashed in his eyes, and he remembered that day, the man who came with seven stars above his head, the man with the sun in his eyes, and of course, the young man who seemed to be ordinary, but seemed to have a big secret hidden in his body.

The white-robed Confucian was stunned when he heard this, he was smart by nature, and he quickly came back to his senses.

Before, the palace master's plan to devour the dragon qi was not a thousand plans, and there seemed to be no mistakes, but in the end he still returned home, thinking of this, the heart of the white-clothed Confucian was cold, and he seemed to want to say something, but the words just came to his mouth, but he saw that the man in black still closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

He knew that this was a sign that the palace master had no intention of talking to him about this matter again.

Naturally, he would not disobey the man, so he withdrew the words that came to his mouth at that time, bowed his hand slightly to the man, and retreated.

Wait until the white-robed Confucian student exited the Fenglai Pavilion, which was already pitch black.

The black-clothed man's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the black robe he was sitting on the wide wooden chair suddenly surged, and the space in front of him suddenly began to distort, and gradually three different images appeared in front of him like a streamer.

An old man in white, with a piece of yellow sand behind him, and on top of the yellow sand is a dense long sword inserted into it, like a tombstone.

One is a monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, dressed in a golden robe, fifty years old, although sitting cross-legged, but there are faint bursts of Buddha light flickering around the body, it can be said that it is not moving like a mountain, and the treasure is solemn.

The last one was a young Taoist standing in front of that Taoist temple, not very old, in his early twenties, born with red lips and white teeth, carrying a basket of dolls, which were not filled with any natural treasures, but some wild fruits and wild vegetables that were very poorly sold.

"The Southern Wilderness Sword Mausoleum, the Great Xia Longyin, the Great Zhou Daomen... What are the three of you looking for?" When he saw the scenery in the three images, the man in black raised his eyebrows and asked lightly.

"The Watcher has been to this world. The monk said.

The look on the face of the man in black was relaxed, and he asked, "So what?"

"We're running out of time. The old man who lived in the Sword Tomb said.

The look on the face of the man in black was still extremely relaxed, and he said, "This catastrophe will come sooner or later, you should have expected it. ”

"At the moment of the catastrophe, my four gates were ordered by the ancient sages to guard this world, and here we should work together to save the common people from the catastrophe. The monk seemed to dislike the man's attitude, and he frowned and spoke again.

"Ancient sages?" but the man in black sneered, "The immortals of Kunlun have long left us, and this world has become an outcast, so how can we fight against the mighty heavenly tribulation? We don't know what exists in the starry sky and ten thousand domains, but the departure of the immortals alone is enough to prove that this calamity is far beyond our ability to resist, rather than holding on to this great righteousness, I think it is better to find another way out." ”

"Supreme True Man! I can turn a blind eye to your filthy collusion with the Senluo Palace, but if you do anything that violates the Quartet Covenant back then, I will be the first to refuse to agree to the Southern Desolate Sword Tomb!"

"My Sword Immortal, take a good look at your fierce sword, the matter of my Taiyin Palace, it is not your turn to point fingers. The black-robed man didn't care about this, and immediately sneered at him. The old man in the image suddenly had a gloomy face, and the long sword behind his back was faintly sounding.

Just when the atmosphere between the man, the old man, and the monk was tense, the young Taoist who had never spoken on the side suddenly opened his lips and said softly: "A few days ago, Master Zu went out of the mountain. ”

The voice of the words was not loud, but when he spoke, the atmosphere between the three of them suddenly fell silent, almost to the point that a pin drop could be heard.

"He's actually out of the mountain..."The black-robed man stood up with a solemn look on his face.

"Where is he?" the monk's body trembled, as if he was facing a great enemy.

"What does he want to do?" said the old man, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"I don't dare to speculate on Master Zu's thoughts, but I think it has something to do with the arrival of the watcher..."The young Taoist said softly, the expression on his face calm.

The rest of the people present changed their faces and fell silent again.

After a few breaths, the old man of Jianling and the monk found an excuse to leave, and the images of the two were extinguished at that time.

Only the image of the young Taoist remained in front of the man's eyes, and his eyes stared straight at the man in black.

"Does the Dao Elder have any other teachings?" the man in black finally came back to his senses and asked with a smile after being slightly stunned.

The young Taoist shook his head, and after a long while, he said calmly: "The palace master guards the void in the name of the sages..."

"This is the great righteousness..."

"But when you stare into the void, the void is staring at you..."

"Look..."

"But don't look at it for too long..."