With the entry of the disciples of various sects, the Yaochi Pan Peach Festival began in an orderly manner.

As far as the eye can see, countless exquisite round platforms float in the air above a turquoise pool in the depths of Yao Pond.

Ethereal fairy spirit.

More than a dozen beautiful white-clothed fairies shuttled around each round platform, delivering fairy fruits, spirit wine, and freshly picked peaches from time to time.

There are three large round platforms.

Liubo Mountain Xi Jiu and several elders occupied one.

An old monk of Lingyin Temple, who is quite famous in the world, occupies one, and there are many young disciples behind him.

It is said that he is the uncle of Hui Ke, the Buddha of Lingyin Temple.

Of course, the last one is the most eye-catching.

There was only one person on the empty round platform, his face as warm as jade, and he was calm.

Countless people's eyes were a little surprised, Su Mo, the eldest disciple of the Dao Sect, really didn't have half a point of cultivation.

As time passed, there was silence in the air, and many first-class sect disciples who were lucky enough to come noticed the strangeness of the atmosphere, because until now, there had not been a single figure of sufficient weight in Yaochi.

Compared with them, more people who are familiar with the inside story of this Yaochi just waited silently.

Next to a small stream in the deepest part of Yao Pond.

A middle-aged woman with a noble temperament put her hands behind her back, silently looking into the distance, with a wisp of cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows, and her face was cold, giving people an unattainable extravagance.

He Pianpian came here and said softly, "Master, Liubo Mountain, Dao Sect, and Lingyin Temple have all arrived."

The middle-aged woman, who is now the lord of Yao Chi, looked somewhere and sighed, "The seal is becoming more and more unstable, and if it continues like this, it will not be long before it will cause a big disaster."

He Pianpian had a calm face and persuaded, "Senior Sister Qinhua has barely woken up now, and during this period, she only needs to rebuild the seal with the help of the rest of the Holy Land, and wait for Senior Sister to recover, and she will naturally be able to resolve this crisis."

The Holy Lord of Yaochi raised his head slightly, and as far as he could see, in the endless sea of clouds in the sky, three golden mountains that seemed to be on par with the sky stood on the edge of the sky.

Looking closely, the mountain was surrounded by dense runes, emitting dazzling light from time to time.

There is a gap between the three mountains in the center, and if they are far away, it is like a gap between the mountains, but if you look at it with the eyes of a practitioner, you can see that there is a huge thing trapped inside.

's black skin is full of power, obviously lifeless, but it gives people a terrifying sense of oppression.

Compared to the demonic aura of the behemoth, the demonic aura of the ghost is almost like a toddler who has not yet grown teeth.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi was silent for a moment and said, "The academy seems to have been in trouble recently, and the Blue Emperor City is of little significance to this, but why hasn't anyone from Kunlun come?"

Kunlun and Yaochi According to the cultivation world, there is only one curtain between the two Daomen ancestral courts, and when this curtain is opened, they are naturally a family.

Many people in the two holy places actually wanted to regard the marriage between Wan Jianyi and He Pianpian as a red line to open the curtain, but it was a pity that the two of them were unintentional, so they had no choice but to give up.

He Pianpian pondered for a while, and replied: "In the past, Kunlun Wanjian came here, but at the moment he is in retreat, and Kunlun Liu Daochang has newly accepted a disciple who seems to be amazing, and when he apprenticed, he alarmed a female ancestor tablet on the top left of the Kunlun Patriarch Palace, and caused the fairy sword under the seat to recognize the master, this is a major event that has not been encountered for thousands of years, it is said that even the Kunlun Sect has been alarmed, and now he is busy with this matter."

The Holy Lord of Yaochi shook his head helplessly, and said, "Well, the Lingyin Temple and the Dao Sect are naturally more proficient in suppressing demons and evil than us, as for the miscellaneous things that Liubo Mountain has learned, the magic weapon is powerful, and it should be enough if nothing else."

He Pianpian said softly, "But the master.... There are only two people from the Dao Sect, namely Su Mo and Shen Yu, the realm..."

The Holy Lord of Yaochi asked directly, "Do you have a sword?"

He Pianpian winked playfully and nodded, "Bring it."

"That's enough."

Yao Chi

The Holy Lord seemed to remember something, smiled, but did not explain, and changed the subject: "Go ahead, tell those Daoists about this action, it's time to prepare for the seal, I always feel that the conspiracy in the Land of Thousand Rivers is more than that."

He Pianpian nodded slightly.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi suddenly snorted and said in surprise, "Have you noticed that the monster seems to have suddenly stopped making trouble?"

Ever since the Calyx Fairy, who was in charge of the formation, was hit hard by the Land of Thousand Rivers, and the seal was affected, the monster that had been immortal and immortal since ancient times had not stopped every day.

But just now, why did it seem to be quiet all of a sudden?

"I don't know, I should be tired."

The Holy Maiden He Pianpian seemed to remember something, and said slowly, "By the way, Shen Yu ..... just now I entered the grave of Linghua's predecessors."

"What?!"

....

Inside the tomb of Linghua.

The black mist that emitted a billowing demonic aura suddenly fell silent, and it didn't move for half a minute.

It's like meeting heaven and earth.

After half a ring, an uncertain voice sounded.

"You.... Who the hell are you?"

Shen Yu said casually, "Your uncle."

The black mist slowly retracted, and sure enough, like his grandson seeing his grandfather, he suddenly couldn't speak.

Seeing this scene, Fairy Linghua smiled slightly and said, "Its anger has actually been purified a lot over the years, and it can't be seen on the surface, but sometimes it's like a child, and you still have a way."

Shen Yu shook his head and said, "I almost can't recognize myself anymore."

Fairy Linghua looked at that calm and indifferent face and sighed, "It's a little different."

The young man back then was in a green shirt and fighting with a sword, full of spirit, with the inevitability of his youth in his eyes, how could he be as old-fashioned as now?

Shen Yu quipped, "You have also grown up, and you are no longer the little girl who stole peaches back then."

The beautiful woman kicked him, but her eyes were full of tenderness.

Shen Yu looked at the sky and was silent.

Ling Hua stood quietly to the side and said softly, "You should have a lot to ask me."

Shen Yu thought for a while and said, "I don't know why I woke up, I've thought a lot, the reincarnation of Buddhism, the dream of Confucianism, and even the time of Daomen have all guessed, but there is no evidence, Ling Hua, what do you know?"

Ling Hua shook his head and said softly, "When you died, I was already buried here, and only a wisp of remnant soul was left in the Yao Pond, and I don't know what happened outside, but..."

Ling Hua's face was a little heavy, and he said, "I can feel the great changes in the heavens and the earth, the spiritual energy has collapsed, and countless peerless powerhouses with powerful aura in the world have gathered together."

Shen Yu turned his head and asked seriously, "Then?"

Ling Hua raised his head slightly, his face solemn.

"And then all the breath disappeared at the same time."

"The sky is bright, the moon is cloudy, the sky is full of stars, and it is empty."

"The whole world is silent, and the silence is terrifying."