Seeing the girl in front of him gradually moving away, Su Yan was anxious:

'Wait!'

Ouyang Xuan'er turned around, her eyes were cold, she looked straight at her speechless, and her face was expressionless:

'What'

'You just left without saying a word, I'm still your savior!' Su Yan said loudly, but heard her sneer:

'Why, don't you want me to make a personal promise?'

He hurriedly shook his head and said eagerly:

"In this wilderness, I'm afraid there are monsters infested, if you are in danger alone, no one will take care of you, it is better for me to send you out, and I will listen to you whatever you want, how?"

Looking at Su Yan's eager expression, Ouyang Xuan'er's face changed slightly, the young man in front of him had a deep affection for her, but he put on such a face to him, he was really a little guilty, but if he was allowed to enter the WTO, it would be equivalent to harming him. She pursed her lips and just wanted to refuse, but she couldn't bear to face Su Yan's sincere gaze.

'Then as you said, when you get to the bottom of the mountain, you have to go back to your Taoist temple immediately, can you?'

Su Yan saw Ouyang Xuan'er's tone soften, and hurriedly agreed. After all, I never really wanted to leave here, as long as the old way is here, gradually Anshan is my home, as for whether you can get out of the mountain or not, it doesn't matter whether you cultivate the spirit or not. He secretly told himself in his heart that when he went back this time, he would never mention the matter of going down the mountain again!

Thinking about this, he took a step and ran to Ouyang Xuan'er, and smiled at him:

'Let's go'

As soon as the words fell, Ouyang Xuan'er had already turned around and walked down the mountain, Su Yan shook her head helplessly and followed behind her.

An hour later, at noon.

The scorching sunlight shot down like a sharp sword, Ouyang Xuan'er's forehead was already covered with fine sweat at some point, the fragrance between her lips and teeth was like orchid, her chest was constantly rising and falling, it seemed that she was already physically exhausted, and Su Yan behind her was sweating like rain, and a pair of cloth shoes had been soaked with sweat, leaving dark footprints on the ground.

It's strange, it's been an hour, how do you feel that it's still far from going down the mountain. Su Yan muttered in his mouth, his gaze swept around, and fell on the half-truncated tree.

It's the tree he just smashed!

Ouyang Xuan'er also followed Su Yan's gaze, and her expression gradually became solemn.

'It's an illusion,' she whispered.

Su Yan was stunned all of a sudden, could it be that they had been spinning in place for so long?

At this moment, the surrounding scene fluctuated like the surface of the water, gradually becoming illusory, it was a refreshing sunny day, but the surrounding light was becoming dim, and then Su Yan felt a violent dizziness attack, his mind was in a trance, and his eyes were gradually blurred.

'Close your eyes!' Ouyang Xuan'er's scolding came from behind him, Su Yan suddenly sobered up, hurriedly closed his eyes, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. If it weren't for Ouyang Xuan'er's scolding, he might have been lost in this illusion.

Immediately afterwards, the surroundings suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and the body seemed to be cut off from its five senses, and it was completely unaware of what was happening in the outside world.

Bite!

The crisp sound of the piano seems to come from the ears, containing a will to pierce the golden cracked stone, straight through the heart.

Then I heard the melodious and graceful sound of the flute, lingering around me, accompanied by the sound of strong drums, as if playing a wonderful fairy song!

The song is melodious and graceful at first, as if it is close to the ear, and then gradually rushes and the drums become more and more urgent, as if telling a story of the past.

The last ethereal female voice blended into it, like crying, although she couldn't hear what was singing, but just with that tune, it made people cry when she listened to it!

I don't know how long it took, the ethereal fairy sound gradually faded away, the corners of Su Yan's eyes were already moist, he seemed to see a slender fairy, holding the guqin in her arms, Qian Qiansu plucked the strings with her hands, and sang softly in her mouth, singing the praises of an incomparably glorious history.

Open your eyes, the stars are twinkling, a round of bright moon floats quietly in the sky, surrounded by a green bamboo forest, in front of the open space of dozens of zhang size, there is a pale green bamboo pavilion, faintly visible a figure sitting quietly.

Su Yan looked around, Ouyang Xuan'er didn't know where to go, reached out and pinched her waist hard, and a sharp pain came.

Isn't this an illusion?

There was an eerie silence around, and the figure in the pavilion in front of him sat there quietly, with his back to him, but it made Su Yan's heart even more panicked.

"Senior, may I ask where this is!"

He dared to shout to the figure.

As soon as the words fell, the figure in the pavilion slowly got up and walked towards Su Yan.

When I got closer, I saw that it was an old man over half a hundred years old, with a weather-beaten face and two deep-set eyes, deep and bright. The black robe was shabby, and it hung down on the ground along his thin body, revealing his bare feet stained with mud, and walked towards Su Yan step by step.

'I am.... The Dao Spirit of the Demon Suppressor ....... This is ...... Qinglan Fantasy"

The old man's voice was hoarse, and his shriveled eyes looked straight at Su Yan, as if he wanted to see him through.

Demon suppressor?

This is the second time Su Yan has heard the words about the demon suppression, and the next two words, Dao Ling? He has only heard that demon beasts can transform into human form, what is the matter with the old man in front of him???

Su Yan's head grew in an instant, and then he saw the eyes of the old man named Qi Ming, which fell on him nakedly, his heart was numb, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"The juniors strayed in here and disturbed the seniors, so I left quickly"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave, but saw that the green bamboos around him seemed to come to life, slowly gathering together, blocking his way.

"It's a fantasy, how can I get out easily, I don't mean to be embarrassed, but I am puzzled in my heart, and I want to ask you one or two"

There was a whisper behind him, accompanied by a light sigh, Su Yan couldn't help but turn around and say:

"What do seniors want to ask?"

The old man sighed again when he heard this, his eyes moved to Luo Lan on Su Yan's chest, and asked:

"Where did you get this jade pendant from?"

Su Yan looked down at the jade pendant hanging on his chest, and said in a low voice:

"This is a gift from my master, my name is Luo Lan"

"Who is your master, that he holds the artifact of my master?"

The old man's face fluctuated slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Isn't he a person from a thousand years ago? How could Luo Lan be his thing? Su Yan was even more puzzled.

Where did Master get it?

Looking at the young man in front of him with a puzzled expression, Qi Ming stretched out his thin palm and held Luo Lan, his eyes closed, as if he was casting a spell.

An incomparably rich black spiritual power overflowed from Qi Ming's hand, with a terrifying coercion, enveloping Luo Lan, and Su Yan in front of him only felt that his chest was stuffy, and it was difficult to breathe.

This old man's aura is a hundred times more terrifying than Bai Wen before!

The strong feeling of oppression only lasted for three breaths, and then disappeared as Qi Ming withdrew his hand, but Su Yan's body was already covered with cold sweat at this moment, and he was panting heavily.

'Strange, this jade pendant seems to have been sealed with something'

Qi Ming said to himself, his white brows furrowed.