The monk surnamed Xu said secretly, a mouthful of essence blood spurted out, and turned into a long rainbow and left. However, just as he was leaving, he suddenly felt the sky spinning, and then he saw a headless body speeding through the sky. His eyes widened as he tried to say something, but he couldn't open it anymore.

As for the other four monks, in front of them, a gray-clothed figure blocked them. The gray-clothed figure didn't make a move, just took a step forward, and hundreds of sword qi flew vertically and horizontally.

"This, what kind of cultivation are you!" said a monk full of horror, but he didn't say anything nonsense about his seniors sparing his life, but turned around and scattered with the other four and flew away. In his mind, Luo Yuan had injuries on his body, and he might have relied on it all to support him. If you let go of the other four because you killed one of yourself, wouldn't the gain outweigh the loss?

However, he didn't understand the horror of the Desert Distraction Technique. As an incarnation, it is also half of Luo Yuan's divine consciousness, as long as it does not exceed the scope covered by Luo Yuan's divine consciousness. Then, the Desert Distraction can easily appear anywhere. What's more, the divine consciousness of the Desert Flow Distraction Divine Technique is all sword consciousness, and a divine consciousness swept by, and none of the four people were spared, upgraded and dissipated, and fell into the sea.

"Brother Mo"

"Grab their storage bags and go. Luo Yuan spoke calmly, although he had taken a lot of pills before, but the consumption of this battle was a lot. Then he had to fly for a few days, which made him sigh: "I knew that I would have bought a flying boat or a magic weapon for flying, but I miscalculated." ”

"Brother Mo, there's a flying boat in their storage bag. Huang Fengzi opened his mouth, and even took out the palm-sized flying boat and threw it to Luo Yuan.

Luo Yuan took the flying boat and raised his eyebrows, not knowing what to say for a while. So he urged the spiritual power, erased the mark on it, and urged the flying boat to transform, Huang Fengzi and the monk surnamed Lei didn't say much, and stepped on the flying boat directly.

Flashing for days

"Come, stop! Dare to ask which senior is here, and please tell me the name, I will wait to report it. Before leaving the mountain gate of the Yuan Sect, a disciple clenched his fist at a flying boat and spoke.

"No need, I'm here to find Master Yuanli. Huang Fengzi said indifferently.

"This ...... The seniors will wait a minute, and the juniors will go to report it. The disciple's face was embarrassed, the other party was a strong Jindan man, and he looked like he was not small, so he had to be respectful.

"That's it, let's go, it's not a while. Huang Fengzi waved his hand impatiently.

"Yes, senior, wait a minute. With that, he turned and flew away.

It didn't take long for that disciple to return, and beside him, there was also a Jindan monk, who was the wise man who besieged Luo Yuan back then.

"Hehe, down there is Liu Wuxiu, the elder of the inner gate of the Liyuan Sect, I don't know who this Taoist friend is?"

"Liu Daoyou, let me wait until I go in and then discuss. Luo Yuan spoke slightly tiredly.

Liu Wuxiu was slightly puzzled, this voice was a little familiar to him, but he couldn't remember who it was for a while: "Who is this fellow Daoist?"

Luo Yuan didn't answer, but waved his sleeves, put the flying boat into the storage bag, and calmly looked at Liu Wuxiu and asked, "Why, I haven't seen you for a long time, and Liu Daoyou forgot about it?"

After Liu Wuxiu saw that it was Luo Yuan, he raised his eyebrows, and was slightly surprised in his heart, but he smiled freely: "I never thought that Shaozun was back, there was a lot of neglect, please don't blame Shaozun." Please come down with you, presumably the sect master will be extremely happy to see Shaozun come back. ”

"No need, please also ask Liu Daoyou to arrange a place for my two friends, Chen has traveled abroad, and he has some insights and needs to retreat. When it comes time to get out of the customs, he will go to find Yuan Li. After Luo Yuan said that, he turned into a long rainbow and flew towards Ji Hongyu's boudoir.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, the place where Ji Hongyu is located is the spiritual vein of the outer gate, the aura of heaven and earth is sufficient, and the four seasons are like spring. The boudoir is delicate and beautiful, and the incense is curling, which has a bit of artistic conception. Ji Hongyu was even more dressed in a Luo skirt, stroking the piano with her hands, and her moving face was a little sad and a little reminiscing. All of this is like a painting, so beautiful that it feels unreal.

Suddenly, there was an unceremonious push on the door, breaking the artistic conception here, Ji Hongyu frowned, and then released his divine sense.

"Don't panic, it's me back. Is there a secret room? I'm going to retreat right now, and it's not for a short time, and I won't see anyone during this time. Luo Yuan walked up to Ji Hongyu and spoke unceremoniously, his injuries were almost unbearable.

Ji Hongyu saw at a glance that Luo Yuan was not in a good state at this time, so she didn't ask anything, just took Luo Yuan's hand and walked to the secret room next to you: "Follow me." ”

Luo Yuan nodded, let Ji Hongyu pull him away, and at the same time took out a pill from the storage bag and took it.

After walking forward for a short time, Ji Hongyu stopped, teased with his bare hands, and shot out a few tricks. Then the stone wall in front of him slowly opened, and a cave appeared. Ji Hongyu turned to Luo Yuan and said: "This is the belly of the mountain, it is extremely clean, almost no one will come, you can recuperate here with peace of mind." If you need anything, just let me know and I'll help you. ”

Luo Yuan nodded, didn't say anything, and stepped in directly, then sat down cross-legged and began to breathe in pranayama. In this Liyuan Sect, there are only two people that Luo Yuan can trust, one is Ji Hongyu, and the other is Wufuzi. Wu Fuzi is warlike, and he often does things such as opening canyons and splitting mountains and waters. If you retreat with Wu Fuzi, you are afraid that you will be punched like that one day.

Time flies, and ten days have passed.

In the cave

Luo Yuan sat cross-legged, his flesh was shining, his body was shining, and his body was filled with purple gas, as if he was preaching, and as if he was lifting the sun to rise. His eyes were closed, his brows were slightly furrowed, and the flames in all directions of the dantian rose up, as if he was refining his body with spiritual fire. Jin Dan kept turning, exuding golden mangs and a rich aura, moistening his body and recovering from his injuries.

However, his injuries are too serious, and the ten days are only stable enough, and it will take a long time before he recovers. Luo Yuan's divine consciousness is closed, there is nothing outside his heart, and he is a treasure. In his storage bag, there was an emerald green light flickering inadvertently, but Luo Yuan didn't know about it.

Another five days passed

Luo Yuan was still sitting cross-legged, even more ethereal, as if all external connections had been cut off. And the emerald green light in his storage bag flickered more frequently, and faintly, there was a burst of vitality. It's just that the bright emerald green hides a trace of withered yellow, and the vitality also contains a sense of death and decay.

Another five days

Luo Yuan was still sitting cross-legged and recovering, but his body was also stained with emerald green light, as if there was a burst of vitality to the extreme. His mind was blank, and he had no thoughts to speak of. Gradually, for some reason, a killing intent slowly rose in his heart, and it intensified.

Three days later

Luo Yuan's body was covered with emerald green light, as if grass and trees had taken root and grown on his body. His brow twisted extremely, as if he was holding back something. His mind was no longer blank, but filled with carnage. Gradually, his eyelids began to agitate, as if he was desperately trying to open his eyes, fighting against something with all his might. His body, gradually covered by the emerald green light, exuded a trace of decay, as if it had been washed away by thousands of years in just a dozen days.

Two more days passed

Luo Yuan fell silent, no longer struggling, no longer having killing intent. The glow dissipated, the crystal was no longer shining, and his skin slowly appeared wrinkled, and there were patches of old age spots. His qi and blood were also going downhill at a rapid pace, and his vitality was also withering.

After an hour, his face gradually changed, not only getting older, but also becoming stranger. Although it is said that it has the face of a heroic old man, it is very different from the previous handsome wind god.

Suddenly, his eyes opened and closed, and two rays of light burst out, and his hair was windless, but there was no trace of black.

"Hahaha, the old man has been waiting for this day for a long time. Five hundred years have passed, and even the original Jiuzhu can barely resist the erosion of the years. The sky has eyes, so that the old man can see the light of day again after more than 500 years, rebuild the glory of the year, and make up for the regrets of the year. Luo Yuan looked up to the sky and laughed, but the voice was no longer his.

"This is a secret room, but I don't know where it is, and if I go out rashly, I am afraid that there will be a lot of risks. This son is only a few decades old, and he is already a monk in the middle of Jindan, and this kind of talent will be a treasure no matter which sect he puts it in. In this way, the old man's situation is not very good. Luo Yuan lowered his head and muttered to himself, as if he was thinking about something.

He then took out a dusty item from his storage bag. It was a bamboo tube, gray throughout, with only a hint in the middle, still slightly green. It was the thing that Luo Yuan and Han Haohe got on the reef island back then, and after this thing was given to Luo Yuan by Han Haohe, Luo Yuan only opened it once, and never touched it again.

The old man lowered his head and pondered, then shook his head and put the bamboo tube aside: "That's it, the top priority now is to solve the residual consciousness of this son first." This time, thanks to the fact that he was badly injured and had no one around to take care of him. Otherwise, the day when the old man wakes up, I am afraid that it will be far away, or even until it dissipates. ”

The old man finished speaking, crossed his knees, and his soul was introverted, probing in Luo Yuan's sea of knowledge, wanting to completely erase Luo Yuan's consciousness. Luo Yuan's sea of knowledge was not very large compared to a cultivator of the same level, but there was a fog in it. He can't see this fog himself, and outsiders can't see it if they search for souls, only like the old man at this time, can he see a hint of clues.

"This ...... What is his identity, how can there still be memories sealed. Well, it doesn't matter to me. The old man's soul shook his head and continued to step forward, for him, there was nothing more important at the moment than to completely erase Luo Yuan.