"You used to live here?"

Jiang Buchi pointed to a small cave in front of him and asked.

No wonder she looked surprised, although Xiang Zhihan had told her before that he had been practicing in the cold cave before, he didn't think that this cold cave was really a cold cave, and it didn't shrink at all.

The cave is so small that it can barely accommodate one person to sit down, and as soon as one person stands up, he will come out again in no more than three steps.

"Hmm." Xiang Zhihan said that he was in retreat here, and he often practiced against the stone wall for hundreds of years.

Jiang was not too late, and said, "It seems that it's not bad to have no spiritual roots, I can't bear the suffering of cultivating immortals." ”

This kid's cultivation energy is almost catching up with her cultivation back then.

Xiang Zhihan raised his hand to put down the stone slab and said, "It's not that everyone is like me. ”

Although Xiang Zhihan is low-key, as the ceiling of the combat power of the current immortal cultivation world, even if he can't stand out, there are still many people who pay attention to him.

At the same time, his skin is handsome, and there are even more nuns who like him.

Although they also knew that it was impossible to be with Xiang Zhihan, Xiang Zhihan was the best man in the world in their hearts, and the person he liked should also be an excellent woman like the Xiangxuan Fairy, but they learned that Xiang Zhihan actually brought a mortal woman back to the sect and was ready to marry that woman, which was simply outrageous.

All of a sudden, the female cultivators of the Qingyun Sect had a strong curiosity about Jiang Buchi, a mortal woman.

What kind of woman can bewitch their single-minded senior brother like this?

But Yaoguangfeng is quite strict, and he guards it day by day, even if they want to scratch their hearts and lungs, they don't have a chance to see it.

In the Qingyun Sect, there is a bronze bell, it hangs on the top of the golden light on the highest mountain of the Qingyun Sect, whenever something big happens, it will ring this bell, and the more times the bell is ringed, the bigger the matter.

On this day, Xiang Zhihan was accompanying Jiang Buwan to read and drink tea, and suddenly there were several loud and loud bells in the distance.

Xiang Zhihan put down the book and looked up, with a faint worry in his eyes.

Jiang didn't notice that something was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Zhihan, is something wrong?" ”

Xiang Zhihan shook his head and said, "I don't know what it is, but there must be something big happening in this bell, and you wait for me here for a while, I'll take a look." ”

"Okay."

After Xiang Zhihan left, Jiang Buwan called in a low voice, "Lingyi." ”

A cloud of black mist appeared in front of her, and Ling Mi walked out of the black mist, he blinked, and sat opposite Jiang Buwan, his green eyes falling on the snack plate in front of Jiang Buwan.

"Lingyi, you help me go and see what happened to Qingyun Sect."

Ling Yi responded, "Okay." ”

He was about to leave, but he was stopped by Jiang Butai, turned around, and a snack fell into his hand, "Taste it." ”

Ridge's blank eyes flashed, and then he lowered his head and took a small bite, the sweet taste spread out in his mouth, and there was a familiar feeling.

He glanced at Jiang not too late, then took a snack in his mouth and disappeared.

Jiang Buwan held the book and looked at the direction in which Ling Qi disappeared, and couldn't help but sigh, although this guy was stupid and didn't have any sense of good and evil, he was unexpectedly well-behaved.

If he hadn't met his so-called sister at the beginning, I'm afraid he would still be waiting stupidly in the original house.

When Xiang Zhihan arrived, there were already dense monks gathered on the golden roof, and he had already received a message from Lin Rufeng on the way.

Recently, the immortal cultivation world has lost many children for no reason, and the lost children all have a unified characteristic, they are all people with spiritual roots, and their spiritual root qualifications are all superior.

Xiang Zhihan walked up to the high platform and asked the current head of the Qingyun Sect, "Is there a specific number of lost children today?" ”

The sect master was also full of sorrow, and said, "There are more than 200 people who are just hugged up. ”

There is a junior in the sect master's family who is talented and intelligent, and the spiritual root is also one of the best water spiritual roots, and he is also selected by the lost.

Xiang Zhihan frowned, this is not a small amount.

There are not many children in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, and even fewer have spiritual roots, and these more than 200 people have almost dug up all the outstanding seedlings of the next generation in the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

After all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect arrived, the sect master announced the matter, and the major elders led the team down the mountain to find the lost child.

This matter was widely implicated, and many disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Clan and the sect were abducted.

If the lost child is not recovered, the strength of the next generation of righteous monks will be greatly reduced.

A total of eighteen elders from the Qingyun Sect went out, divided into eighteen squads, and went down the mountain to find the lost children.

After the sect master arranged the matter, only Xiang Zhihan and Lin Rufeng were left on the high platform.

Xiang Zhihan asked, "How can you lose so many children?" Do you have any clues? ”

The sect master shook his head, "There is no clue, it seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and the child of the sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect has also been lost, that child is the heart and soul of the sect master of the Xiaoyao Sect, he is talented, and the spiritual root is also a rare product in a hundred years, and the Xiaoyao Sect originally cultivated him as the successor of the next generation, as a result. Ay. ”

Don't talk about the Xiaoyao Sect, even their Qingyun Sect has also lost a lot of children.

Lin Rufeng's face has always been prodigal and dashing, and his face is also full of solemnity at this moment, "The person behind it is simply trying to cut off the roots of our monks, he has taken away all the next generation of our talents, leaving only some children with mediocre qualifications." ”

Lin Rufeng looked at Zhi Han sideways, "Senior brother, you said it wouldn't be done by the escaped Lingqi, right?" ”

After all, looking at Kyushu, only Lengqi has this strength at present.

Not only did he escape from the mound, but he also devoured all the creatures in the mound, and the mound, which was once rampant with demons, is now cleaner than the Buddha hall of the Buddha Sect.

Xiang Zhihan twisted his eyebrows and thought for a while, and said, "It shouldn't be him." ”

He has dealt with him, although he is very strong, but he is not evil, he is not like an evil thing that would do such a thing.

"Who could that be?" Lin Rufeng and the sect master have always believed in Xiang Zhihan's judgment, and when they saw Xiang Zhihan's denial, they also believed it.

"What? The children of the immortal cultivation world are lost? Jiang Butai asked, "Have you listened carefully?" ”

Ling Yi nodded slowly, and there was still a residue of dim sum at the corner of his mouth, "I lost a lot of children, and now many monks of the Qingyun Sect have gone down the mountain to find them." ”

Jiang Buwan lowered his eyes and pondered, how could he lose his child for no reason? And lost so much?

Could it be that there is some great demon in the mortal world?

Can.. Jiang Bu looked at the brilliant sunset on the horizon, but she didn't feel that there was a big demon in the world.

Forget it, leave the affairs of the immortal cultivation world to them to solve by themselves.

Jiang Butai raised his eyes, pointed to the corners of his mouth, and said to Ling Qi, "The dim sum residue on the corner of your mouth has not been wiped clean." ”

Hearing this, he raised his hand and wiped the snack residue from the corner of his mouth with his fingers, looking like a kitten wiping his face with his paws.

Jiang Buwan patted the position next to him, asked Ling Mi to sit down, pushed the dim sum plate in front of Ling Mi, and let him eat.