The other side of the line of sight...... Since the ghost yuan was taken into the Qiankun space, he suddenly felt the blood and veins in his whole body, and the cold and evil demonic aura was rich and abnormal, which made him feel deeply, this is the real residence of the demons in the world.

In the induction of the ghost yuan, all the evil creatures attached to him**, including zombies, ghosts, fierce spirits, etc., all trembled and hibernated in fear, as if they smelled the breath of the prehistoric ancestor.

A thousand-year-old temple, hidden unknown amazing charm, in the void of the ancient temple, the blue-gold power grid covered, an invisible arc hanged down, forming an absolute blockade of this ancient temple.

The thousand-year-old temple in the Qiankun space was sealed here. Ghost Yuan's feet only took a step forward, and a deep spatial vortex immediately appeared in the void of the ancient temple, and lightning burst out in the vortex.

Ghost Yuan stared at the lightning vortex, and he clearly saw that it was a huge blockade formation, and in the middle of the formation, there was a Xuanwu tortoise shell, and the formations extended out from the tortoise shell, covering all directions in all directions, converging into a large array that sealed the heavens and the earth.

"Little brother...... Come on...... Giggle......"

A smiling woman's voice clearly sounded in Ghost Yuan's ears, straight like a lover's whisper, her voice was charming and soft, echoing over and over again, full of temptation.

Suddenly, Ghost Yuan's mind was blinded, and there was a warm feeling in his spirit that he had never felt before, his eyes were misty, and his body involuntarily took steps forward, and the target was the courtyard gate of the thousand-year-old temple.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, young people are lost, come back......"

Just when the ghost yuan was less than a hundred meters away from the ancient temple, a white-eyed Taoist walked in the void behind him, the Taoist held the dust in his hand, with the temperament of a fairy wind and dao bones, he shook the dust in his hand, and suddenly a quiet breath rushed to the cheeks of the ghost yuan, invading his spirit.

"Thank you, Chief, for your help. ”

Ghost Yuan woke up suddenly, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat all over his body, the previous demonic sound affected his mind, he was almost dazed and intoxicated, unable to extricate himself, and when he saw the white-eyed Taoist in front of him, he hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Stinky Taoist, this young man is not related to you, why are you doing so much!"

An image is projected from the ancient temple, this beautiful woman is a combination of multiple temperaments, she is elegant, pure, covering all the beautiful words in the world, making people have a feeling that can only be seen from a distance, not blasphemous;

Ghost Yuan's spirit was chaotic again, his eyes were obsessed, and he stared at the woman figure in front of him in a daze.

"Saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and please don't kill the fairy and affect the innocent. ”

The white-eyed Taoist shook the dust, and a wave of wind and clouds offset the temptation of the mysterious woman, and his expression was indifferent. The identity of the mysterious woman is shocking, she is the nine-tailed fox that was rumored a thousand years ago, and her natural temptation should not be underestimated.

"Take care of your own business, the deadline agreed between you and me is approaching, and if your son-in-law can't help me get out of trouble, don't blame me for being ruthless. The nine-tailed fox's eyebrows were raised, and a cold aura rolled directly towards the entire body of the white-eyed Daoist.

"The fairy can rest assured, when the time comes, my son-in-law will give the fairy an explanation. ”

The nine-tailed fox a thousand years ago, although she was sealed in the ancient temple by the formation, her magical powers would never be completely imprisoned, how much fighting power she still had, the white-eyed Daoist was unpredictable, but his complexion did not change.

"I hope you keep your word...... Don't bother me. ”

The figure of the nine-tailed fox returned to the ancient temple, but a force of ingestion dragged the obsessed ghost yuan into the ancient temple, and Ji Wushuang's dead body was also ingested by the suction. The courtyard door of the thousand-year-old temple suddenly opened, and a strong demonic aura erupted out, and the cries of many ghosts and ghosts came one after another...... The courtyard gate closed, and all the ghosts and wolves howled suddenly stopped, and a courtyard gate isolated all the demons in the ancient temple.

The Baimei Daoist withdrew from the distance of 100 meters from the ancient temple, and once again manifested a power grid that trapped the sky and locked the earth in the void of the ancient temple - the Nine Palace Bagua Array arranged with the Xuanwu tortoise shell, the formation was complex and tight, and the nine-tailed fox formed a strict blockade, and its power of the lock lasted for thousands of years.

And this kind of power is only because the origin of this basalt tortoise shell is extremely extraordinary. According to legend, this Xuanwu is the turtle that once transported the Heluo book to the emperor Fuxi, and after the basalt turtle feathers turned into immortals, the tortoise shell that faded off hid the mysterious Heluo formation, so this tortoise shell is also called the Heluo tortoise shell.

Baimei Taoist awe-inspiring glanced at the "Heluo tortoise shell" in the middle of the power grid, he turned around and walked into the distance, facing such a tortoise shell, few people did not show eager eyes, Heluo tortoise shell hides the Heluo formation of Fuxi sanctification, the annotation and demonstration of its formation are extremely profound, broad, a lot of divination, calculation, and formation people, regard it as a treasure.

However, today's Heluo tortoise shell is sealed with a nine-tailed fox in the Qiankun space, who sealed the nine-tailed fox? And who refined the Qiankun painting wall? At every turn, the Heluo tortoise shell will even have a cause and effect with the ancient predecessors, which has too much to do with it!

"Senpai, this is ......"

Wuyi witnessed Ji Wushuang's body being dragged into the ancient temple, and he naturally noticed the figure of the previous nine-tailed fox, only because he was still far away, so he was not tempted by the enchanting aura, but the beautiful nine-tailed fox also made him stunned for a while.

Raising his eyes and staring at the blue-gold power grid above the ancient temple, the dense laser current contained terrifying power, which also made Wuyi feel frightened.

"Be careful, the boy will come with me......"

The white-eyed Taoist shook his head and took the lead in leaving the place of the ancient temple, and the two of them flew all the way to the thatched hut a hundred miles away. There are mountains, valleys, streams, wild beasts, insects and birds, and even vague sun, moon and stars.

"After the boy leaves this place, remember not to divulge the secrets of this place. ”

In the courtyard in front of the thatched hut, a beautiful winged white horse was leisurely napping, and after seeing the young man's May Day, two snorts erupted from his nostrils, and continued to squint his eyes disapprovingly; in a place shrouded in nets, there were many firebirds in captivity, and the whole body of the firebirds was red, like a burning fire; on one side of the wall, a slightly smaller temple was piled up, and a clay figure sat in it.

Wuyi followed the Baimei Daoist to this courtyard, and immediately felt that a strange guardian formation was also set up in this courtyard.

"Something, get out of here!"

The white-eyed Taoist turned around suddenly, his eyes scattered a terrifying essence, he shook off the dust in his hand, and slapped it violently on Wuyi's body, and a faint ghost suddenly flew out of Wuyi's shadow.

The ghost shadow is hidden in the figure of May Day, invisible and shadowless, if it is not for the profound Taoism of the Baimei Taoist, it is difficult to detect its existence.

The ghost was swept out by the dust and fled in a hurry, but it was pasted on his body by a yellow paper talisman thrown by the white-eyed Taoist, and the paper talisman burned spontaneously, burning the ghost alive.

"It's ......"

A solemn light flashed in Wuyi's eyes, he had felt a trace of cold aura since many days ago, and he often felt a faint coldness on the back of his neck, and the current situation was enough to confirm that it was this ghost. And after careful thinking on May Day, he guessed that this ghost must be related to Ji Wulife!

That time, after Ji Wuming stole the Heavenly Silk by himself, he suddenly appeared, which naturally showed that he was for the Heavenly Silk, but there should still be that piece of magical butterfly jade. A ghost is attached to his shadow in order to find out the whereabouts of the butterfly jade.

Very treacherous Ji Wudi!

The white-eyed Taoist quietly watched Wuyi and pondered, he didn't pay attention to this ghost, after all, this is the space in the Qiankun painting wall, and it is normal to have a little ghost. Wuyi didn't talk about the origin of the ghost again, he shifted his gaze and asked, "Senior, who is he?"

May Day looked at the clay man in the small temple, the clay man looked dignified, the face was lifelike, there was a faint treasure light hidden between the eyebrows, on a mud stone slab in front of the clay man, carved a line of ancient words - "Inherit the Antarctic Weng, drunk and immortal mountain." ”

In the feeling of May Day, this Qiankun space should have something to do with this clay figurine.

"I don't know, according to my guess, he should be a drunken Taoist in the Ageless Mountain, learning from the Antarctic Immortal Weng lineage, this is just a guess of mine. The Baimei Taoist lit three incense sticks and inserted them in the incense burner, his expression was solemn, and he worshipped the clay figure sculpture devoutly.

"Inheriting the ...... of Antarctic Immortals"

Five must look at the clay figure in the temple, on the right hand side of the clay figure, there is indeed a clay sculpture of a wine gourd. The disciple of the Antarctic immortal, the thousand-year-old temple, the nine-tailed fox a thousand years ago, the tortoise shell of Heluo, the Qiankun space, and the Qiankun painting wall...... The long-term secrets impacted the spirit of May Day, and he suddenly felt that his identity was low, but it also suddenly broadened his horizons.

"Rest assured, juniors will definitely not mention this to anyone...... The younger generation has something to worry about the seniors to help. ”

Today, he learned a major secret, and it also stimulated his martial spirit--the martial arts are far-reaching, and the road to cultivation is still far away. At least he had seen the thousand-year-old nine-tailed fox, and he had already confirmed that through cultivation, the longevity of life would cross the age limit, and immortality was no longer just a legend.

"Those two young scholars, I've erased the memories they shouldn't have seen. The white-eyed Taoist said.

"So many seniors, juniors say goodbye. ”

The white-eyed Taoist waved the dust violently, and a wave of wind and cloud caused a vortex to appear in the void, and Wuyi carried Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai into the void vortex.

Watching the young man leave on May Day, two gloomy colors flashed in the eyes of the white-eyed Taoist, he sighed and muttered to himself: "Childe is coming back soon......"

The winged white horse, which was napping with its eyes closed, heard the whispering voice of the white-eyed Taoist, and immediately raised its head, and its eyes shot with blazing light.

The line of sight returned to the ruined temple on the top of Hongluo Mountain, Wuyi, Liang Shanbo, and Zhu Yingtai emerged from that wall, and the smooth and flat wall instantly faded its luster and returned to its former dilapidated appearance, and that picture was also hidden in it, not revealing the slightest abnormality.

Time has passed all night, the eastern sky began to whiten, Wuyi glanced back at the sleeping Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, his facial muscles relaxed, grinning.

May Day walked out of the ruined temple and walked down the top of the mountain, and in his sensitive hearing, he heard an arrogant dog barking and a snake hissing.