There is also a secret story, only a few people know, Jiang Qingyu also heard Tang Yuan say, that is, a hidden sect that has been silent for thousands of years, the Moon Palace, is about to appear.

Jiang Qingyu's heart was beating like a drum, others may not know about this sect, but she still doesn't know!?

The exercise she practiced "Returning to the Moon" is the Moon Palace Palace Master inherited from generation to generation!

If the Moon Palace is alive, then she must find a chance to visit, after all, she has always thought that the Moon Palace has disappeared in the long river of time.

She had to go and meet the other ancestor of the Dharma, the first palace master of the Moon Palace, and one of the founders of the Moon Palace.

The speed of the flying boat was very fast, and it was a day later to reach the South China Sea.

Jiang Qingyu sat in front of the mast of the flying boat, looking at the misty clouds, and under the flying boat there was already an endless, sparkling sea.

From time to time, seagulls fly overhead, one swoops to the surface and picks up a sea fish, and the ethereal calls of dolphins and whales echo.

There was a faint salty smell in the sea breeze.

Qiong Ji suddenly asked, "Is the sea area of Prajna almost here?" ”

Jiang Qingyu raised his right hand and put it on his eyebrows to cover the blazing sun, squinting into the distance, the blue sea was shining with waves, and a small island stood lonely there.

Retracting her gaze, she said, "It's almost there, and the island in front of you is the entrance." ”

The sea area of Pranya, the land of mermaids, also has a nice name in the cultivation realm, called the Glass Secret Realm.

It is an open secret realm, for so many years, because of the legend of the shark pearl, many monks will travel thousands of miles to the sea of Prajna, just to find the lost land of mermaids - the tears of the mermaids buried under the ruins.

In fact, it is said to be a secret realm, which is more like a small world of its own, similar to the spiritual world.

Jiang Qingyu controlled the flying boat and landed on the island.

There are also many shells on the golden sand, and the crabs basking in the sun are so frightened that they are scurrying around and scrambling to hide in their nests.

The island is densely packed with rainforest plants and coconut palms, but a path is clear and deep in the same dense forest, which is a shortcut for monks to go to the Glazed Secret Realm.

Because the road was narrow and only one person was allowed to pass, Tang Yuan walked in front, Jiang Qing and Yu Qiongqi were in the middle, and Luo Heng was behind.

After about a pillar of incense, there was a pillar of incense, and the eyes suddenly opened up.

But everything here is so depressing, Jiang Qingyu looked at the fishing village that he had seen in the illusion, which was already dilapidated and full of miasma.

The sea is still blue, but there is no sunlight, and there is a thick haze on the surface of the sea, as if through the layers of fog, the monsters hidden in it will suddenly rush out and bite people.

On the beach, dead fish, dead shrimp and dead crabs stink, and the beach is full of decadent colors.

The four of them turned back almost at the same time, and the entrance to the trail behind them was gone, replaced by a piece of wood and rope for the drying of seafood, but there was not a single seamanship on it.

“…… This...... Is it the legendary secret realm of glaze, the land of mermaids? ”

Qiong Ji looked at everything around him in disbelief.

The legendary land of mermaids is so dreamy, why can't even the sea outside now......

Jiang Qingyu was even more silent.

This place is contrary to the picture she saw in the Shark Pearl Fantasy Realm, and you can imagine how badly this place has been damaged by evil cultivators.

Luo Heng: "There are fresh footprints at the entrance. ”

I don't know if it's a corpse keeper or a monk who came to explore.

The four of them walked on the beach, their footsteps rustling on the gravel and stones, and Jiang Qingyu walked towards the small fishing village with a few people in the direction of the memory illusion.

The bamboo fence at the entrance of the fishing village has weathered after a long period of wind and sun, and it will fall down at the slightest touch.

"Be careful, there's a lot of miasma here." Luo Heng stopped Jiang Qingyu with one hand, took out four pills with the other, and distributed them to everyone.

It's strange to say, there is not even a swamp here, how can there be such a thick miasma.

After taking the pill, the four of them walked into the fishing village side by side.

The buildings in the fishing village have not changed or collapsed, and the four of them carefully move around the village.

At this moment, the miasma suddenly intensified, turning from the original pale green to a dark green.

"Do you feel it...... Eerie ah......" Qiong Ji wiped the goosebumps from his arm, he always felt dirty in the miasma.

A sound of breaking through the air passed by!

"Be careful——!

Jiang Qingyu stretched out his hand and pulled Luo Heng to squat, avoiding an arrow shot in the air.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sword light and sword shadow, and there was chaos, Jiang Qingyu fought with it by instinct, and there were several people on the other side, all wearing masks covering their faces, and the swords collided with each other and made a clanging sound.

"Wait-" Tang Yuan suddenly shouted, "Song Wu, stop!" ”

When Jiang Qingyu heard this, he immediately put down his hand, he was his own person.

The opponent also stopped the offensive immediately.

In the middle of the night, a woman in a red dress walked out of the miasma, she also wore a mask, white hair, and a delicate lotus flower in the center of her eyebrows.

"Senior sister?!"

Jiang Qingyu pounced in surprise, but was pushed away by the other party.

Under her puzzled expression, the other party slowly took off his mask, revealing a familiar face, but with a cold look, and his red lips opened lightly: "You guys...... Who is it? ”

……

……

In the dilapidated ancestral hall, a group of people sat on the ground, Song Wu's fingertips gently tapping rhythmically on the ground, and Tang Yuan and Jiang Qingyu were opposite.

It's probably the only place in the village that hasn't been eroded by miasma.

"Why do you know my name and call me Senior Sister?"

Song Wu's expression was cold, and he asked casually.

Jiang Qingyu looked at Tang Yuan, then at Song Wu, and asked cautiously, "Senior sister, are you ...... Don't you remember? ”

Song Wutou tilted slightly: "Should I remember?" ”

Jiang Qingyu looked at Tang Yuan anxiously, only to see that his lips were pursed into a straight line, and he didn't say a word.

"Senior brother, senior brother, you have a word, senior brother!"

Tang Yuan's throat moved, and after a long time, he asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "How long have you been here?" ”

Song Wu's red lips were lightly raised, and she smiled upside down: "I've been here since I was born, how long do you say I've stayed?" ”

Tang Yuan: "No, it's not. ”

"Oh? Looks like you know me a lot! Song Wu said with interest, but his eyes were always cold.

"You're from the outside world like them? It's good that there are four more who are not afraid of death. ”

Tang Yuan: "......"

There was silence again, and he asked, "What about the willows and the frost?" ”

Song Wu's expression changed slightly, and she took out a fiery red whip and played with it in her hand: "How do you know that my weapon is called Frost Cold?" ”

Tang Yuan's expression remained unchanged: "I said, your name is Song Wu, is ...... My senior sister, we are both from the Boundless Sword Sect, because because of some things, you are missing. ”

"But my memory tells me that I belong here." Song Wu yawned, probably thinking that what Tang Yuan said was a little boring, and just two sentences over and over again.

She seemed to be interested again suddenly: "Since you said that I disappeared because of something, then you should tell me why I disappeared?" ”

Tang Yuan: "...... Because I. ”

Jiang Qingyu: !!!