The ancient ruins are hundreds of miles away.

Stormy.

On the deserted mountain road, two monks walked side by side.

One of them was dressed in a snow-white monk's robe, his face was like a crown of jade, delicate and handsome, and his left hand was holding a string of plain white Buddha beads, and his clothes were fluttering, like a fairy.

The other person was dressed in a pitch-black monk's robe, his face was as black as a pot lid, his expression was cold, and his body exuded a fierce beast-like aura.

Surprisingly, the two walked in the storm, but the monk's clothes and shoes were refreshing and clean.

The raindrops falling from the sky and the mud splashing under their feet, as soon as they got close to the two white and black monks, they automatically collided with a little fluorescence and dissipated.

At a glance, there seems to be a faint fluorescent light mask with a three-foot range around these two figures, protecting the two of them in the middle, and it also reflects the light and treasure of the two monks, which is extremely solemn.

It's just that the black-robed monk's gaze always looks in a certain direction in the distance, and his steps are a little hurried.

"Senior brother, don't be in a hurry, and go slowly. The white-robed monk said softly with a calm face.

The sound seemed to be light and fluttering, but it passed through the wind and rain without hindrance and fell into the ears of the black-robed monk.

Ten years ago, I made a heavy vow to bring the golden body of my master back to the temple, and then revered it in the Ten Thousand Buddha Pagoda and be worshiped forever. ”

The black-robed monk looked resolute and said word by word.

The white-robed monk sighed lightly: "Senior brother, after so many years, why are you still so attractive? Have you forgotten the Buddha that the master left before leaving?"

The black-robed monk's footsteps stopped suddenly, he was silent for a moment, raised his head slightly, and said resolutely: "What about appearances! If there was no master, you and I would have starved to death in that dry well twenty years ago." ”

When the white-robed monk heard this, he sighed slightly again and said, "So, I also followed." ”

After a slight pause, the white-robed monk continued: "It's just that this time, the desolate ancient Yin Ruins, the movement seems to be very noisy, and the forces of the large and small sects of the ghost domain can be described as elite disciples. I heard that even the Jade Void Palace, Yijian Pavilion, Junmo Academy, and Tianxuanmen each sent their most outstanding disciples to participate. This kind of situation, I'm afraid that in Middle-earth, it has not been seen in nearly a hundred years. We have to be careful, and everything is based on finding the traces of the Master, and we must not clash with others at will. ”

The black-robed monk smiled coldly and said, "Senior brother, what are you afraid of? What about the Jade Void Palace, Yijian Pavilion, Junmo Academy, and Tianxuanmen, how can I ever put them in my eyes! ”

The white-robed monk shook his head slightly and said softly, "Let's hurry." ”

As he spoke, he ignored the black-robed monk and walked forward alone.

Seeing that the white-robed monk seemed to be a little displeased, the black-robed monk couldn't help pursing his lips, walked a few steps to follow, his tone was slightly slower, and he said in a low voice: "Senior brother, you don't have to be angry, with the name and cultivation of you and my brothers, you shouldn't be afraid of anything, what is a small ghost realm secret realm, if you don't know that Shizun's last place to settle down was the ancient Yin Ruins, where can this kind of broken place get into the eyes of you and me!"

The white-robed monk did not squint, and said slowly: "There are people outside the people, and there is a sky outside the sky." If the junior brother thinks like this, he will suffer a big loss one day. ”

The black-robed monk grinned and said: "Dajue Temple, the two civil and military monks, under the joint efforts, can defeat the true crystal, looking at the world, no one can compare." ”

The white-robed monk ignored the black-robed monk and just walked on his own path by default.

The black-robed monk smiled and followed again.

......

A barren mountain.

A fire.

Several Taoist priests with swords on their backs sat around the fire.

"Senior brother, it's still three days away to reach the ancient Yin Ruins. ”

A young Taoist priest about fifteen or sixteen years old unfolded the map in his hand and looked at it for a while, and then looked at a young Taoist priest in his early twenties and said.

"Got it. ”

The young Taoist priest replied lightly.

"When you arrive at the Ancient Yin Ruins, will you be able to see Senior Sister Yixue?"

The young Taoist priest held his cheeks with both hands and blinked a pair of sparkling eyes in anticipation.

The young Taoist priest touched the young Taoist priest's head and smiled, "That's natural, because Yixue will also enter the trial together." ”

The young Taoist priest clenched his fists with some excitement and said, "Then Senior Brother can walk side by side with Senior Sister again? Senior Brother and Senior Sister join forces to break through the secret realm, who else in the world can fight against it? Will the opportunity of the entire secret realm belong to our Jade Void Palace this time?"

The young Taoist priest scratched the young Taoist priest's nose and said with a smile: "Your mouth is sweet!"

The young Taoist priest smiled and scratched his head.

......

A deep cave.

Several young men in blue clothes and white shirts with swords on their backs.

"This time I entered the secret realm of the ghost realm, and the pavilion master attaches great importance to it, and all the juniors and disciples must perform well. It is rumored that our four major sects and Tianxuanmen will send elite disciples under them, all of whom are extremely outstanding. We must not fall behind and lose the face of our Yijian Pavilion. ”

A young man of about twenty-seven or eighteen looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice.

The young man had a handsome face, but there was always a hint of coldness on his face.

"Yes, brother!"

The rest of the crowd shouted in unison.

"After arriving, everyone listens to my command, and you can't act without permission, otherwise the door rules are ruthless, and don't blame me for not thinking about the same door on weekdays!"

The young man said coldly.

Everyone was shocked behind their backs and didn't dare to say more, so they had to continue to nod their heads and say yes.

The young man nodded, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to go and rest.

He went out of the cave alone, came to a secluded place on the top of the mountain, and very cautiously took out a parchment map, and looked at it carefully.

Once you've made sure you've memorized all the terrain on the map, throw it into the air with a wave of your hand.

A dazzling sword light flashed.

The map was instantly sliced into countless pieces, like a drizzle, falling like a drizzle.

The young man looked at the map fragments scattered all over the ground under his feet, and there was no more splicing of them, his eyes condensed slightly, revealing a hint of solemnity: "Imperial Sword Technique! ”

......

A makeshift shack.

A group of people dressed in Confucian robes and scholars all sat cross-legged in the room.

Each person held a book in his hand and was reading it very carefully, and from time to time someone shook his head and read aloud.

......

On a big river, a flat boat rises.

On the flat boat, stood a beautiful woman of twenty-five or sixteen, dressed in a golden robe, with her hands behind her back, looking at the river, and her sideburns on both sides fluttering slightly with the river breeze.

Miraculously, the flat boat does not have a boatman to paddle the oars, but it can ignore the waves of the river and move forward automatically.

But if there is someone on the side, you will find that the woman's body is faintly emitting a trace of breath, as thin as mist, as if an invisible hand is gathering its control on the stern and sides of the ship, instead of the oars.

I saw that the golden-robed woman touched the two golden bells hanging from her waist, and sighed slightly: "I don't know if I can find the right person this time? Since the young elites of the four major sects are exhausted, there will always be one or two decent ones, right? I hope it won't disappoint me." Alas, there is no way, talent is hard to find, so I can only try my luck in this kind of ghost place. Who made me the senior sister of Tianxuanmen, my life is hard!"