The curtain has finally dissipated......

In the valley, ten square pillars lead to the sky. The young man in the green shirt and white robe stood under the crumbling canopy and looked up at the old man behind the square pillar.

He said slowly: "Master, Qing Yin is dead, and the quenching spirit liquid ......."

Meng Haobai took a step, the shackles on his body rustled, and he was silent. He could see that Chen Xiaoyu's face was wrong, so he paused and responded: "Actually, you don't need to blame yourself, according to the teacher's understanding, the gods will not die." ”

"Hmm." Chen Xiaoyu nodded, he knew that it was Meng Haobai who was comforting him. Whether the gods will die or not is known from the time the boy stepped on the boat drifting on the sea of the gods.

Xuan Yin said that the gods will die, and consciousness will dissipate and merge into the sky. Therefore, the old man Xuan Yin was worried that he might never see the girl in the portrait again in his lifetime, so he asked Chen Xiaoyu to have the opportunity to bring the girl to report safety.

"Master, it's okay, I don't blame myself." Chen Xiaoyu was silent for a while, raised his head slightly, barely bared his teeth, and showed an ugly smile.

He held up two and a half pieces of the Heaven Viewing Mirror, "Now you only need to find the Quenching Spirit Liquid to repair the Heaven Viewing Mirror." ”

Meng Haobai nodded solemnly and said, "Well, it's okay." ”

However, when it came to quenching the spirit liquid, the old man still thought for a while, and continued: "If the quenching spirit liquid is not misremembered as a teacher, it should be in the depths of the Valley of the Gods, with your current understanding of the 'Mountains and Rivers Sword Technique', it can be regarded as the level of the later stage of the sword master, and now that the Lord of the Valley of the Gods is dead, there should be no gods in this valley, so I can rest assured that I am a teacher." But just in case, I'll teach you another sword technique to protect yourself. ”

Chen Xiaoyu nodded and accepted it calmly, watching intently as the old man behind the stone pillar demonstrated the swordsmanship of self-defense with a dead branch.

Above the valley, there was a sound of tree branches colliding with the air during the sword movement.

After the demonstration of the three moves, Meng Haobai threw away the dead branches and asked slowly, "Remember?" ”

"Remember!" Chen Xiaoyu responded, took three steps back, three feet away from the Heavenly Hell Pillar, he clasped his fists and bowed, "Master, wait for Xiaoyu to come back with the Quenching Spirit Liquid to repair the Heavenly Viewing Mirror and save you from the Heavenly Hell!" ”

With that, Chen Xiaoyu turned around, stepped on the gravel on the ground, and walked towards the only road in the valley.

Behind the gap in the square pillar, the long-haired sloppy Meng Haobai nodded slightly, and his hoarse voice was so low that only he could hear it this time, "There is only one Kyushu artifact, how can it be so easy to open the gate of this heavenly hell to save me, but the world is so big, there is an artifact in front, for the old man...... That's pretty good. ”

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After Qing Yin's death, the aura dissipated, and the mountain road originally paved with rattan became desolate, stepping on the uneven muddy mountain terrain, and his intuition told Chen Xiaoyu that this was the path he had walked when he came, and it was also the only correct path to the depths of the Valley of the Gods.

After walking along the road covered with rocks and withered vines for a long time, along the way, Chen Xiaoyu's interior was hung without the obstacle of hidden information, and he saw the data of these rocks and withered vines clearly, perhaps because of the death of the valley lord of the Valley of the Gods, everything in this valley has become a dead thing, everything is zero, desolate and miserable.

He suddenly remembered that Qing Yin appeared because of his own shouting in his throat, and now he hoped that if he roared again, Qing Yin would reappear as before, and asked him where he came from, but the gods of the Divine Domain? ……

However, that is all delusional......

"Sister Qingyin!"

After being dull for a long time, Chen Xiaoyu stumbled two steps and fell on his heels, supported the ground with both hands, and finally raised his head and shouted.

It's just that the power of this sound is limited, and it echoes in the valley for a long time, and then it dissipates cleanly.

Of course, this time there was no gentle female voice coming from the sky above his head.

Where is the depths of this Valley of the Gods?

After a long silence, Chen Xiaoyu turned over and lay on the dead branches and leaves of the rattan in the valley, looking up at the sky.

The days in the Divine Domain were much longer than those in the human world, and the sunlight seemed to have become much softened after the dark curtain, and these lights hit the corners of Chen Xiaoyu's eyes through the branches and leaves of the tall trees in the valley.

The young man moved up slightly, avoiding the dazzling bright light, and suddenly found something, and muttered in a low voice: "There are too many limitations in this internal hanging, why doesn't the sun show data?" ”

"Because it doesn't belong to the realm of the gods, somewhere outside the game."

In the valley and land, the little boy in the white robe suddenly appeared again at some point, and like the word "death", he always came and went.

He had a dog's tail grass in his mouth that he didn't know where to pull, and his words were slurred, but even if he was vague, he said every word, which poked Chen Xiaoyu's nerves.

"The sun doesn't belong to the gods?"

Chen Xiaoyu sat up and was directly stunned, "That means that there is a divine domain above the divine domain?" Could it be that Qingyin is really not dead! ”

Chen Zhouzhou then sat up, shook his head lightly, and said, "It's too early to tell you something, but Qing Yin's is indeed dead, this is an undoubted thing." And...... If you still remember that your ultimate goal is to go home, don't fall into Qingyin's death and not be able to get out. ”

The little boy's words were clear, Chen Xiaoyu really shouldn't fall into such self-blame because of Qing Yin's death.

After thinking for a while, Chen Xiaoyu said slowly: "Since I want to go home, I need to quench the spirit liquid to repair the Heaven Viewing Mirror." Zhouzhou, where is the depths of the Valley of the Gods? I've been looking for a long time, but I can't find it,"

"That's right." Chen Zhouzhou stood up, moved to Chen Xiaoyu's face, tidied up the hairstyle for the puppy with bright eyes, straightened his clothes again, and said with a slight smile: "Look up, look ahead, everything you want is in front of you." ”

The words fell, Chen Zhouzhou disappeared again, and in front of Chen Xiaoyu's eyes, a drop of emerald water suddenly appeared floating in the air, and the subtle aura flowed in the bead, moving slightly forward and backward.

This drop of water seemed to have life, like a mockery of the young man sitting on the ground.

"You're laughing at me?" Chen Xiaoyu soon noticed the meaning of this emerald water droplet, and immediately stood up and approached the water droplet.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

At the moment when Chen Xiaoyu reached out and grabbed the water droplets, the water droplets retreated sharply, emitting a dazzling green light, illuminating the entire valley thoroughly and brightly.

Chen Xiaoyu narrowed his eyes and held the hilt of the sword behind his back with one hand. In his mind, the set of talisman sword moves taught by Meng Haobai was vivid, no matter how dangerous it was this time, he had to take that step and catch this drop of quenching spirit liquid.

"Who are you? Vainly trying to get involved in the quenching of the spirit liquid, can you know that this is a capital crime? ”

The emerald light gradually weakened, and the two divine vines rising from the ground on both sides of the water droplets turned into spear soldiers, and shouted in a deep voice: "We are the guardian spirits of the quenching gods, and we are here to guard the quenching spirit liquid at the will of the valley lord of the Ming Valley, thieves!" Death! ”