Sensing that there seemed to be some itching on his face, a bit like the touch of debris falling on his skin, the dazed Qingyun was instantly awakened.

"I'm alive!"

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and he found himself in a dark place where he couldn't reach his fingers, and there seemed to be a tiny point of light above his head.

"Where is this?"

He was talking to himself a little slurred.

Immediately, Qingyun subconsciously touched the treasure bag in the secret bag, and wanted to open it and take out the fire fold in it, but he suddenly felt a shock in his heart when he touched it:

"I'm back in shape!"

Hurriedly lit the firelight and looked around, Qingyun was shocked and immediately overjoyed!

Because Xiao Luoyi and Zhong Xiao were lying quietly not far away, judging from their even breathing, the two should be safe.

"Big sister, wake up!"

Reflecting the firelight, the young master first wiped the dust on Xiao Luo's face, and then gently patted her face and shouted softly.

"Let me sleep a little longer. ”

Xiao Luo, who was a little confused, said a word in a coquettish voice, then turned over and wanted to continue to swim with Zhou Gong.

"Wake up, big sister, we're back, big sister!"

"Don't make noise, little ghost!"

Xiao Luoyi, who closed his eyes, replied in a cold voice, which couldn't help but make Qingyun feel guilty in his heart, and said secretly:

"You look like a cold big sister on weekdays, why do you sleep like a child. ”

Although Xiao Luoyi didn't know Qingyun's complaints, she suddenly opened her eyes again when the sleepy insect was driven away, and at the same time sat up straight, exclaiming:

"We're back?!"

Looking at the somewhat gray-haired, but extremely familiar handsome face, Xiao Luo, who only felt the rest of his life after the catastrophe, smiled lightly, and then gently left a slightly cool lip print on the young master's face.

"Ahem. ”

At this time, Zhong Xiao also woke up, but he didn't dare to disturb the little lover, and coughed lightly twice in embarrassment, indicating a sense of existence.

Xiao Luoyi has always been that kind of cold character, even if he is shy, he rarely shows it in front of outsiders, and he can't see any shame on his bewitching face, but Qingyun was made red-faced, and he also learned Zhong Xiao's appearance and coughed lightly.

"I thought we were dead, but I don't know how we got back?"

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Zhong Xiao tried to ask, but the two of them shook their heads when they heard this, and no one knew the answer.

After getting up, Xiao Witch dusted off the dust on the black veil, and then a little void, a ball of spiritual power light suspended on her fingertips, looked around, and said in a deep voice:

"Presumably it was the one in the illusion who sent us back, and it seems that he had no intention of killing us. ”

Then she looked up like Qingyun, and after a moment said:

"This place should be the crack in the ground of the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice Center, and we fell into it, and then entered the illusion realm. ”

Her analysis brought back the memories and thoughts of the two of them to a few days ago, and at this time, Zhong Xiao's face suddenly sank, and she said in a cold voice:

"I remember, Haidailou was injured and unconscious at that time, and Quan Linfeng also fell, since the two of them had entered that illusion realm, they must have returned here!"

Qingyun's eyes flashed slightly when he heard this, he didn't answer, but asked Xiao Luoyi:

"Eldest sister, is the immortal energy that my father passed on to you still there?"

As soon as Xiao Luo heard this, he remembered everything he had experienced in the illusion, and quickly looked inward and checked it.

However, under this investigation, Xiao Witch, who has always been in the forefront of Mount Tai and has not changed her color, actually exclaimed:

"It's... It can't be!"

"The sword qi is still there?!"

Zhong Xiao was also shocked.

"It's... Yes!"

Hearing this, he quickly sensed his Divine Mansion, but unlike Sister Xiao's change from surprise to joy, Brother Zhong's face immediately fell, and then smiled bitterly.

At this time, Qingyun's voice pulled his bleak mood back.

"Sure enough, I also remember the swordsmanship passed on by my father, Brother Zhong, if this is the case, although Zhong Liang is unfortunately killed, Haidailou and Quan Linfeng may not be spared!"

"You're saying they're still trapped in that illusion?"

Zhong Xiao said hideously.

"I don't know. ”

In fact, Qingyun didn't say what he thought in his heart, because he had an intuition that what everyone had seen and heard before might not be an illusion, but a reality.

The reality that exists in the past.

In fact, there was no need for Qingyun to say more, Zhong Xiao also vaguely guessed some possibilities, but he didn't say anything, he casually conjured up a few balls of light, and groped around in the depths of this pitch-black underground.

Contrary to the speculation at the time, there was no hot magma under the cracks in the ground of this spiritual mirror sacrifice place, and there were no terrifying traps, but it was indeed a small underground palace.

"Look!"

Qingyun and Xiao Luo followed Zhong Xiao's guidance, and a huge statue more than ten zhang high stood quietly in this underground palace.

"It's an ancient monk!"

Xiao Luo looked up and exclaimed.

The dress of the person cast by this statue is unparalleled by the ancient relics in the Thirty-Three Realms, although it is not to the point of rags, but he is even more antique when he is barefoot.

His face is resolute and angular, although his appearance is not very clear, he can still see that he is about fifty years old, and his face with Chinese characters reminds Qingyun of the eternal stream that he has not seen for a long time.

After thousands of years of baptism, the statue is inevitably uneven, but it still exudes a faint aura, which shows that if this person was not cultivated to the sky, it was once worshipped all year round, full of the power of faith.

Looking up, the statue seems to point to the sky with one arm, and the other arm seems to be stretched out with a palm, but there is nothing on the palm, as if it once supported something.

After Zhong Xiao expanded the spiritual power light ball, he also sighed:

"This person must have been beyond our reach. ”

"yes. ”

Qingyun stared at his empty right palm, and replied thoughtfully, at this time, the rational Xiao Luoyi asked:

"Zhong Daoyou, have you ever found traces of Haidai Tower and Quan Linfeng?"

Zhong Xiao's eyes froze, and he said in a deep voice, his voice mixed with a faint fear:

"The dungeon is not big, and there is nothing else left for a statue or altar, and there is no sign of a human landing. ”

Speaking of this, his words stopped there, and he didn't dare to go any further.

Xiao Luoyi's beautiful eyes blinked, and nodded lightly in response, the three of them seemed to know that such a terrifying method against the sky, Zhong Xiao didn't dare to think about it.

He was even faintly worried, if he told this himself, it didn't matter if others believed it or not, the key was that if the power of the heavenly thunder was attracted by that move, then he would probably not be far from Liangliang.

Of course, what he is more afraid of now is to be killed on the spot by Xiao Luoyi, who kills people without blinking in front of him, and the legendary son of Yi Qing, after all, he knows too many shocking secrets.

"Reversing time and space..."

After secretly saying these four words, Zhong Xiao's thoughts were interrupted by Qingyun's inquiry.

"Brother Zhong, are we going on a sacrificial dance before we enter the illusion realm?"

"That's good, but looking at the final situation at that time, it should be that you and Quan Linfeng completely completed the sacrificial dance, and thus entered the next link, the spirit food. ”

"Hmm. ”

With a sigh, Qingyun then asked again:

"Brother Zhong, do you know what the requirements of the Lingyu are?"

"According to the translation on the mural, it seems to be the flesh and blood essence of powerful creatures, but we can't find these things in a hurry, so we have prepared some tributes according to the current customs, but the effect is mostly achieved. ”

Zhong Xiao pointed to the "heaven" point of light and laughed at himself.

Qingyun knew that he was talking about the cracks in the ground and the door of the mural, but he turned sideways and pointed to the altar in front of the huge statue and said:

"You see, there are tributes here, too. ”

Hearing this, Xiao and Zhong took a closer look, and sure enough, the ashes that had rotted to the point that only some of the bones were still placed alone in front of the offering table.

Although he knew that the tribute was not a human bone, it still made people feel indescribably weird and disgusting, Xiao Luo said:

"Immortal through the ages, it seems that it is really the flesh and blood of some powerful creatures. ”

It's just that when she said this, Xiao Luo was stunned, as smart as she seemed to have thought of something, she glanced at Qingyun beside her in shock, and after getting the faint nod from the master, she forcibly resisted the horror in her heart, and diverted the topic:

"Zhong Daoyou, I wonder what you know about gratitude?"

Zhong Xiao only regarded Qingyun and Xiao Luoyi's eyes as eyebrows and disdainful, but smiled a little awkwardly at the inquiry, and said:

"Actually, don't hide it from Xiao Daoyou, the Yuanhua Realm monks present, including me and Haidailou, didn't plan to let those juniors of the Hundred Veins Realm obtain any precious treasures, in fact, even if they wanted to, they couldn't take it away, do you understand what I mean?"

With a sneer, a hint of mockery flashed on Xiao Luoyi's bewitching face.

Xu was aware of the other party's disdain, Zhong Xiao thought that he was a decent person, and hurriedly added:

"Ah, of course, I am personally very much against this practice, and with my efforts, everyone agreed to put some soup and water for the juniors present. ”

But this time, even Qingyun's face showed a hint of a smile that seemed to be not a smile, Zhong Xiao knew that he was getting darker and darker, so he quickly coughed lightly and returned to the topic:

"Ahem, there is not much explanation on the mural about gratitude, and there are not many monks who still study ancient texts, so our translation may not be comprehensive. However, it can be inferred that gratitude is actually a worship of the sages. ”

"Worship? Do you want us to bow to this statue on the ground?"

Xiao Luo laughed.

She Xiao Witch has never worshiped the heavens or the earth, but only the strong, how could she worship a statue or a dead person?

Qingyun also shook his head, if his guess was true, he couldn't worship this person, even if he had cultivated to the heavens of a peerless power, it was definitely impossible.

Of course, you should still bow, after all, I can see my father's voice and smile again, and most of it has something to do with this statue.