The thousand-year-old tree stands tall and vigorous.

On the side of this ancient tree, a woman in a big red silk skirt stood enchantingly, and her face was heavy when she saw the line of handwriting on the trunk that had gone through vicissitudes.

Then, she couldn't help but stretch out her white jade hand and gently caress the notch, as if with an appreciative attitude, she was swaying a sacred artifact, and a legendary story inexplicably appeared in her mind.

She muttered to herself, the words on the trunk:

"Sadness and sadness are parting, and happiness is a new acquaintance. ”

After reading it, the corners of the woman in red's mouth moved slightly, and she sneered, as if mocking, and then looked away, staring at the dark hole in the tree trunk.

She hesitated for a moment, then controlled the seal with both hands, and her figure flashed, turning into a red light, and flew in.

The yin wind blew slowly, silently smearing the lines on the trunk with a layer of black gas, but in a moment, it gradually faded.

It turns out that no matter what it is, how many years have passed, it will surface one day!

The sands of history will blind the eyes of the worldly, but it cannot change the facts.

Every living thing has a story. All memories will be sealed safely.

Under the tree, the three of them stood.

Ling Zihuan's curiosity spurred, and he still asked, "Hey, ugly monster, what the hell is going on?"

When the tree demon heard Ling Zihuan call her that, although her brows furrowed, she didn't seem to mind much. On the contrary, Zhong Yusheng gave him a blank look.

"As Qing Yu said, he left me behind, really just to talk to me about the outside world......" Zhong Yusheng paused, his face indifferent, "and her own story." ”

Qingyu!

Ling Zihuan snorted, he couldn't imagine that such an ugly dryad would have such a name, and he couldn't help but laugh.

"Hey, whatever you want, what you did anyway, only you know, ahem!"

"Stinky boy, you're not finished!" After speaking, Zhong Yusheng walked over quickly and slapped Ling Zihuan on the back of the head.

Ling Zihuan only cared about those pictures, and when he saw Zhong Yusheng coming over, he really didn't react for a while, and after being photographed, he called out "ouch".

It seems that when he cultivated to the realm of the late stage of Lingqing, it was really very different! Even when he walked, he walked like a breeze, and there was no movement at all.

Qing Yu suddenly thought of something, changed her attitude, and said coldly: "Ling Zihuan, we reached an agreement before, the old lady gave you the direction of the Demon Tower, just ask for someone to stay, you haven't forgotten." ”

As soon as these words came out, a pair of eyes like a deep pool in the dark corner suddenly flashed, as deep as a burning star, and then were enveloped by darkness.

"Uh......"

Ling Zihuan was stunned and didn't know how to answer. Since Zhong Yusheng is safe and sound, Ling Zihuan naturally wants to leave this ghost place with him, thinking about some bullshit promise, but it is just a sentence.

What's more, the Voldemort Tower is still on his body. This is actually Shui Ling'er's idea, she doesn't want the sixteen years of protection to come to naught in an instant, maybe in this way, she can temporarily confuse the eyes of all demons, and mistakenly think that the real Fu Demon Tower is still in Qiu Qinhan's hands.

At this moment, Qiu Qinhan should have explained it clearly to the elders.

Even so, he still wanted to quickly join the master and the elders, but now that the war had started, his purpose was nothing more than the Nine Heavens Artifact in his hand.

Even Ling Zihuan was puzzled, since he cracked the Nine-Tails Clan's Zhenshan Magic Weapon Void Picture Scroll, Shui Ling'er trusted him very much, this descendant of the Spirit Clan.

Shui Ling'er believed that as long as the Fu Demon Tower was in Ling Zihuan's hands, then he would definitely keep his promise.

However, in the matter of Qing Yu and Zhong Yusheng, what about the promise between him and this tree demon, is it so insignificant?

"No matter what you say, no matter what you promised before, I have to take him away, because this is also my promise to him!" Ling Zihuan gritted his teeth, his eyes were generous, and he was not afraid of Qing Yu at all.

Now that it's two against one, they are fully capable of defeating Qing Yu and escaping from here.

The corners of Zhong Yusheng's mouth moved, a pair of mung bean eyes shone brightly, and he glanced at Ling Zihuan, but he didn't know what to say.

At this moment, Zhong Yusheng felt faintly guilty about Qing Yu, a tree demon who had been practicing Taoism for five hundred years!

"Hahaha!"

Qing Yu suddenly burst into a wild laugh, echoing horribly in the secret room under this dark tree.

"In order to help him break through the late stage of Lingqing's qi refining, I had to relieve him of the poison that was scattered on his body. However, is this place where you can come and go whenever you want?"

After speaking, Qing Yu suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, the momentum Xuanyuan, a powerful demonic aura violently stirred the void, and the flames on the stone wall swayed, almost being blown out by this power.

Then, the mossy vines lying on the stone wall seemed to be infused with ghosts, emitting an eerie and terrifying light, and the blue and blue light reflected on Ling Zihuan's face, flickering and bright.

His appearance is extremely terrifying under this thousand-year-old tree.

"Whoa!"

Qing Yu had one hand in both hands, and everything around him was sensed. The entire stone chamber is like a tomb of the dead, dancing with dark fire in the old dreams that have been silent for thousands of years.

Zhong Yusheng's chest was still a little stuffy, his body trembled slightly, and he walked to Ling Zihuan's side and looked at Qing Yu coldly.

Although the structure of this place is somewhat rudimentary, it is only a hole in the trunk of an ancient tree, extending into this stone chamber. It doesn't seem to be a strange door Dunjia, and there is a hidden mechanism, but after Qing Yu cast a spell slightly, urging the Lan Ze spell seal in his hand, he controlled everything under this ancient tree.

Ling Zihuan snorted, and the Dao rainbow light emitted by the Long Yuan Sword enveloped his body.

He knew that this place was already under Qing Yu's control, and instead of manipulating the magic weapon and returning the same way and trying to escape from this place, it was better to stay still and wait for the opportunity to see what tricks this dryad wanted to play.

Zhong Yusheng glanced at Ling Zihuan, and saw that there was a trace of depth in his eyes, not as angry as he was just now, and he must have realized the mystery here.

He also took out the Qiankun fan from between his waist, and a ray of blue light shot out from the fan, shining on the handsome face.

At this moment, Qing Yu frowned suddenly, as if he had sensed something through the spell he had just cast......

"Who's there, come out!"

Qing Yu shouted at the top of his throat, a pair of already dark and terrifying eyes flashed, and ten thousand black qi surged. This scream was full

The dark underground stone chamber was silent, and the surrounding movements seemed to be much more hesitant.

Ling Zihuan and Zhong Yusheng were also taken aback, and followed Qing Yu's gaze and looked over.

I saw that under the faint flickering firelight, a slender figure slowly walked out, moving the lotus step lightly, dancing in the wind, swaying, and graceful.

The next moment, she appeared in the field of vision of the three of them, wearing a big red silk skirt, with plump breasts and distinct breasts, but she was really charming and eye-catching, and this woman was the left protector of Wanyoutang who followed Ling Zihuan all the way, Chitong.

When Qing Yu saw Chitong, his complexion changed greatly, and all his emotions came like a tide, making the blue light spell mark in his hand even darker.

Then, she sighed softly, and the spell mark on the palm of her hand disappeared and hid in the dantian, and the vines on the stone wall gradually stopped moving, without any sound.

Ling Zihuan and Zhong Yusheng looked at each other, looking at the two not far away, and they were silently looking at each other.

They were silent, letting time pass by their fingers!

Ling Zihuan touched his chin, looking a little nervous. He didn't care about the identity of the woman in the red dress and Qing Yu's strange behavior now, but why this bewitching woman appeared here.

He gathered his thoughts, held his breath and concentrated, his body was slightly hot, and he suddenly sensed the powerful demonic aura emanating from the woman in the red dress!

This demonic qi rushed into his nose, and his heart trembled slightly, which was on par with the black qi emitted by Qing Yu.

As a result, Ling Zihuan couldn't help frowning.

"It seems that she is here to find Qingyu. Zhong Yusheng said in a low voice.

After Ling Zihuan heard this, he nodded, "It's already messy enough, it's good, someone came in and intervened, hum!"

Zhong Yusheng leaned towards Ling Zihuan, his voice was very deep, "By the way, what about the Demon Tower, and Qiu Qinhan who is with you?"

"It's a long story, I'll talk to you about it when we get out. Now you just need to know that Fu Mo Pagoda and Qiu Qinhan are safe, and that's it!"

"Okay," Zhong Yusheng gently fanned the white folding fan in his hand and continued, "Eh, you are also powerful enough, how did you find this place, hehe!"

"Uh, this ......" Ling Zihuan paused, glanced at Zhong Yusheng, and pretended to smile obscenely, "Because it was the smell of your body that attracted me!"

"Hey, I said stinky boy, at this time, you still have the heart to joke!" Zhong Yusheng smacked his tongue, glanced at Ling Zihuan with a look of disgust, and then turned his back to him, facing the empty air.

Ling Zihuan raised his head and looked proud. In fact, the reason why he prevaricated like this and didn't reveal the mystery of Chiyu was not because he didn't trust Zhong Yusheng, but because he didn't want the people around him to be involved in the heavy responsibility of the race.

Suddenly, to Ling Zihuan's surprise, Zhong Yusheng was well-informed, but he didn't seem to know anything about the red jade that Ling Zihuan gave him when he left.

In the ant cave of the Void Enchantment at the Flying Peak grove, Tart Fengzi told Ling Zihuan all the origin of the red jade, and wanted him to continue to search for the other three spirit jades, Hook Jade and Yan Jade in the Shenzhou Continent.

In ancient times, Wu Liezi, the swordsmith of the Spirit Clan, collected all the five spirit stones, and used his body to sacrifice the sword to create this Longyuan Spirit Sword in Ling Zihuan's hand, and the residue of the furnace turned into red jade, hook jade and Yan jade, each piece of spirit jade has a different meaning.

Chiyu and Goyu have been guarding the Spirit Clan for generations, but Yanyu suddenly disappeared on the day of the Nine Stars and has not been seen since.

Tart Fengzi is the first owner of "Ryuyuan" and the guardian of Magatama, and has tried to understand the secret of Magatama in combination with "Ryuyuan", but to no avail.

However, he told Ling Zihuan. Since these three pieces of spirit jade are all made of the blood and tears of Wu Liezi impregnated with the five spirit stones, there must be something in common between the three, and perhaps collecting the three spirit jades can unlock the secrets of the spirit clan for thousands of years.

The infinite mystery of the ancient spirits!

At this moment, the woman in the revealing red dress in front of them moved, a smile floating on the corner of her mouth, and she snorted, making a crisp voice with a little surprise.

"Sister, it turns out that you have been hiding here all these years!"

What!sister?

Ling Zihuan opened his mouth and looked at Qing Yu and Chitong in astonishment.

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