With the entry of the disciples of various sects, the Yaochi Pan Tao Festival officially opened in an orderly manner.

As far as the eye can see, countless exquisite round platforms float in the air above a turquoise pool in the depths of Yao Pond.

More than a dozen beautiful women in white dresses shuttled around each round platform. From time to time, melons and fruits, fine wine, and freshly picked peaches are delivered.

There are three large round platforms.

Canghai Cheng Xuanyi and several elders occupied one.

An old monk of Leiyin Temple, who is quite famous in the world, occupies one, and there are many young disciples behind him.

It is said that he is the uncle of Jiu Nian, the successor of Leiyin Temple.

Of course, the last one is the most eye-catching.

There was only one man on the round platform, with a gentle and calm face.

Countless people's eyes were a little surprised, Su An, the eldest disciple of the Sword Pavilion Sect, really didn't have half a point of cultivation.

As time passed, there was silence in the air, and many small sect disciples who were lucky enough to come noticed the strangeness of the atmosphere, because until now, there had not been a figure of sufficient weight in Yao Chi to preside over the situation.

Compared with them, more people who are familiar with the inside story of this Yaochi just waited silently.

Next to a small stream in the deepest part of Yao Pond.

A middle-aged woman with a noble temperament put her hands behind her back, silently looking into the distance, with a wisp of cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows, and her face was cold, giving people an unattainable extravagance.

Su Nian came here and said softly: "Master, Canghai, Sword Pavilion, and Leiyin Temple have all arrived. ”

It was the middle-aged woman who was the current Holy Lord of Yaochi who looked somewhere and sighed: "The seal is becoming more and more unstable, and if it continues like this, it will not be long before it will cause a big disaster." ”

Su Nian's face was calm, and he persuaded: "Senior Sister Lingrou has barely woken up now, and during this period, you only need to use the power of the rest of the Holy Land to reshape the seal, and wait for Senior Sister Lingrou to recover, so you will naturally be able to contact this crisis." ”

The Holy Lord of Yaochi raised his head slightly, and as far as he could see, in the endless sea of clouds in the sky, three golden mountains that seemed to be on par with the sky stood on the edge of the sky.

Looking closely, the surrounding area of the mountain is engraved with dense runes, which exude dazzling light from time to time.

There is a gap in the center of the three mountains, and if they are far away, it is like a gap between the mountains, but if you look at it with the eyes of the practitioners, you can see that there is a huge thing trapped inside.

The bare dark skin is full of power, obviously lifeless, but it gives people a terrifying sense of oppression.

Compared to the demonic energy, the demonic energy of the heavenly ghost is like a child who has not yet grown up.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi was silent for a moment and said, "The academy seems to have been in trouble recently, and Emperor Wu City doesn't mean much to this, but why hasn't anyone from Kunlun come?"

Kunlun and Yaochi According to the cultivation world, there is only one wooden board between the two Taoist ancestral courts, and if you take this wooden plank, you will naturally become a family.

Many people in the two holy places actually wanted to use the marriage between Daoyi and Su Nian as a stepping stone to open this plank, but unfortunately the two of them were unintentional, so they had no choice but to give up.

Su Nian pondered for a while, and replied: "In the past, Kunlun Dao came here, but at the moment he is in retreat, and Kunlun Chen Daochang accepted a disciple who seemed to be amazing, and when he apprenticed, he alarmed a female immortal master tablet on the left directly above the Kunlun ancestral hall, and caused the ancient sword under the seat to automatically recognize the master, this is a major event that has not been encountered for thousands of years, it is said that even the Kunlun Sect has been alarmed, and now he is busy with this matter." ”

The Holy Lord of Yaochi shook his head helplessly, and said: "Okay, Lei Yin Temple and Sword Pavilion are naturally stronger than us in the method of suppressing demons, as for what Canghai has learned, the magic weapon is powerful, and it should be enough if nothing else." ”

Su Qing said in a young voice: "But the master... There were only two people coming to the Sword Pavilion, namely Su An and Lu Shen, and the realm was ......"

The Holy Lord of Yaochi asked directly, "Do you have a sword?" ”

Su Nian winked playfully and nodded, "Bring it." ”

"That's enough. ”

The Holy Lord of Yaochi seemed to remember something, smiled, but did not explain, and changed the subject: "Go and tell those Daoists about this action, it's time to prepare for the seal, I always feel that the conspiracy of the Shadow Hall is more than that." ”

Su Nian nodded slightly.

The Holy Lord of Yaochi suddenly snorted and said in surprise: "Did you find that the monster seemed to be suddenly out of trouble?"

Ever since the Spirit Soft Fairy who was in charge of the formation was hit hard by the Shadow Temple, and the seal was fluctuating, the monster that had been immortal and immortal since ancient times had not stopped every day.

But just now, why did it seem to be quiet all of a sudden?

"I don't know, I should be tired. ”

The Holy Maiden Su Nian seemed to remember something, and said slowly: "By the way, Lu Shen just now.... entered the grave of Qinglian's predecessors. ”

"What?!"

.....

Inside the Qinglian tomb.

The black mist that emitted billowing demonic aura suddenly fell silent, and there was no more movement.

It's like meeting heaven and earth.

After half a ring, an uncertain voice sounded.

"You.... Who the hell are you?!"

Lu Shen said casually: "Your uncle." ”

The black mist slowly retracted, and sure enough, like his grandson seeing his grandfather, he suddenly couldn't speak.

Qinglian Fairy smiled slightly when she saw this scene, and said: "Over the years, his anger has actually been purified a lot, and it can't be seen on the surface, but sometimes it's like a child, or you have a way." ”

Lu Shen shook his head and said, "I don't even recognize myself anymore. ”

Qinglian looked at the calm and indifferent face, and sighed: "It's a little different. ”

The young man back then was in a green shirt and fighting with a sword, full of spirit, with the indispensability of his youth in his eyes, how could he be as old-fashioned as now?

Lu Shen quipped: "You have also grown up, and you are no longer the little girl who stole peaches back then." ”

The beautiful woman glared at him, but there was not the slightest hint of reproach in her eyes.

Lu Shen looked at the sky and was silent.

Qinglian stood quietly aside and said softly, "You should have something to ask me." ”

Lu Shen thought for a while and said: I don't know why I woke up, I have thought a lot, the reincarnation of Buddhism, the great dream of Confucianism for thousands of years, and even the long years of Taoism have been speculated, but there is no evidence, Qinglian, what do you know?"

Qinglian shook her head and said softly: "When you died, I was already buried here, only a wisp of remnant soul barely existed in the Yao Pond, and I can't know the situation outside, but..."

Qinglian's face was a little heavy, and she said, "I can feel the great changes in the heavens and the earth, the spiritual energy is dissipating, and countless top cultivators with powerful aura in the world have gathered together. ”

Lu Shen turned his head and asked seriously, "Then?"

Qinglian raised her head slightly, her face solemn.

Then all the breath disappeared at the same time. ”

"The sun and the moon, the sky full of stars, burst into the sky. ”

"The whole world is silent, and the silence is terrifying. ”