There are monks who want to find some clues.

"The battle just now is not like an ordinary battle, at least it is also the late stage of qi training. The smell of blood here is still a little strong, which proves that not long after the end, there were no demon beasts and monks on the scene...... Maybe it's a lose-lose situation......"

Several people's eyes were full of greed, and they all fantasized about being able to pick up the leak.

And after Lu Qingye left, he didn't rush to other places as soon as possible.

The geography here is complicated, and it is impossible to run far for a while.

It's better to find a place that is difficult to find, adjust yourself, and also confuse some monks.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the mirror light array disc she had placed outside to be touched.

Lu Qingye's divine sense reached into the array, and immediately saw the path where several monks ran towards the path where she left their footprints.

After coming to the secret realm, Lu Qingye also realized what it means to be a real human heart.

Although these small things are not as big as Shanhe City, their subtlety lies in the fact that they are closely related to everyone.

After a few people walked away, Lu Qingye immediately changed places.

After a few people walked to a certain distance, they hadn't found Lu Qingye, and someone suddenly reacted.

"Not good! We've been tricked! ”

Several people looked at each other.

"Think about it, when we came here, we met all Qi cultivators, that is, some of the Zhujin Dan cultivators in the past were all Qi cultivators...... Even if that person had the ability to reach the sky, it would be impossible for him to run so far after the war. ”

"That's right! And now that I think about it, there are subtle traces on this road...... Some of them seem to have deliberately led us here! ”

A few people immediately turned back, but when they arrived near the battle, there were still people there.

Several monks gritted their teeth.

"! How cunning! ”

There were also other monks at the scene, and when they saw several groups of people, all the cultivators looked at each other vigilantly.

"Let's go!"

If you don't have benefits, if you stay here, you may become a benefit in the eyes of others.

After they left, several casual cultivators glanced at each other, and the old monk at the head shook his head.

Secretly spread the voice to a few people.

"Those people are also from scattered cultivation backgrounds, they don't have many good things on them, and they are not easy to do, and now our key figures should be placed on those disciples of the sect family, especially the personal disciples of the big sects......

The old monk's eyes were vicious.

is also a casual cultivator, of course, he doesn't look down on the things on those people.

At this time, those disciples of the sect family are the wealth of movement.

And...... Some of the sect's genius disciples don't need them to do it at all.

pretend to be pitiful, act kindly, and don't know how the other party died.

This kind of fat that is easy to get your hands on is, of course, much easier to gnaw than these stinky bones!

Outside the secret of the ancient scroll, the high-level officials of the Shangyao Sect looked at the news they received, and their faces were a little ugly.

In the Soul Hall of the Sect, the disciple's soul lamp was extinguished too frequently during this time.

Some disciples are the ones they have spent countless resources and cultivated with great care.

Although they all understood that it was not a strange thing for a monk to cultivate immortals and fall halfway.

But they have all heard the news from several sects and families in secret.

Obviously, something might have happened in the secret realm, and it might even be something for those disciples of the sect family.

But now that they are out there, they have no evidence, and they can't just make conclusions based on their own speculation.

At this time, it was a time when the hearts of the people in the Qingxuan Continent were in turmoil, and if they were suspicious again, they might instigate infighting between the Scattered Cultivation Alliance and the sect family.

Although most of the casual cultivators are gathering places for low-level monks, their strength is low, and they have no resources and no background.

However, large crowds, if not handled well, can also create big problems.

Shi Yichen has also been paying attention to the news of the Sect Soul Hall during this time.

Those disciples who fell, of course, he was also heartbroken and angry.

He was also worried that there were names in these fallen lists that he had been paying attention to.

Because there were too many things about the fallen disciples, things gradually fermented, and the pressure on the Immortal Alliance's side became more and more intense.

The formation mages of the Formation Alliance even cracked the formation enchantment overnight.

Some of the last forces, hearing those gossips, did not dare to speak out at this time, for fear of frowning and becoming a bird.

Everyone is at risk.

There was an oppressive smell in the air.

In the secret realm of the ancient scrolls, Lu Qingye stood in the ruins.

A world of silence, endless graves.

It's just that they are all wordless tablets, and I don't know who is buried underneath.

However, it is obviously a mass grave, but there is no uncomfortable atmosphere.

Not even a single weed, and there was silence all around.

Lu Qingye walked into the tomb and slammed his steps.

"Ding, ding, ding!"

The crisp sound of wind chimes echoed throughout the graveyard.

An ancient legend in the Immortal Cultivation Realm suddenly flashed in Lu Qingye's mind.

In the Qingxuan Continent, there has always been a legend that during the ancient battlefield, battles were frequent and countless creatures died.

Many people on the battlefield were unable to return to their hometowns, so they left their affairs in the hands of their compatriots who fought with them.

Whoever is still alive collects the body of the dead.

And those monks who died in battle, if they had righteousness in their hearts and no resentment and regret after their fall, they would not have a sinking qi.

Even around their corpses, all evil retreated!

And the soul bell is those dead heroic souls welcoming their compatriots and old friends......

When he first heard it, Lu Qingye was shocked and regretful.

There will always be monks in the immortal cultivation world who will try to find their place to live, wanting the hero to return home.

But war brings more than just death.

The spirits are displaced, and the flight is staged all the time.

Some leave and come back again, but they have already turned into a mulberry field, and things are people and everything.

The ringtone is crisp and pleasant, like happy and joyful.

The listener also felt refreshed.

Lu Qingye pursed his lips, straightened his waist, took out some spirit wine from the storage bag, scattered it in the grave place, and bowed.

The smell of wine wafted through the graves, and the wind chimes became louder and louder.

Lu Qingye continued to move forward, but he didn't see a little green light appear under her feet.

The tomb seemed to be endless, but Lu Qingye didn't feel tired.

Until I saw a tombstone in front of me that was different from the surrounding one.

"Qingxuan Shen Family, Shen Yu ......"

Lu Qingye suddenly stopped.

Qingxuan Shen family Shen Yu?

Lu Qingye felt that this name was a little familiar, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind for a while.

I understood why I felt familiar.

There are many famous and powerful predecessors in the Qingxuan Continent, and their names have been passed down to future generations and are remembered by countless people.

Among them, the Shen family, a first-class family of the Thousand Seas Sect, once had an ancestor called Shen Yu.

It's just that in the rumors of the immortal cultivation world, that ancestor ended up sitting in the Shen family.

Lu Qingye didn't know if the senior Shen Yu in this tomb was the same person as the one in the Shen family, or if it just happened to have the same name.

(End of chapter)