If someone enters the dormitory of Venerable Huaisheng Sect, they will definitely be surprised.

Countless vines crawled all over the temple, covering the walls so tightly that it was impossible to see the original appearance, and these dark green vines were woven into various rattan chairs and rattan tables, and even the beds were woven from vines.

If you only look at these, it is just a palace full of greenery and quite a character, but if you look closely, you will find that the vines are constantly twitching, as if they are alive, rhythmically slow and undulating.

The whole dormitory does not show a trace of sunlight, although it is not dim, but it is not a normal light, reflecting the green light of the vines, it is even more gloomy.

In the middle of the main hall, on the bed woven of vines, was tied a long, slender man, whose skin was as white as snow, and his black hair was like ink, scattered on his thin chest, which was only clothed.

His long eyelashes fluttered slightly, and there was no sparkle in his slightly red eyes, not knowing what he was thinking, or maybe it was just pure daze, but he lost a few colors to that delicate face.

"Huh!" The vines tied to the man's limbs suddenly contracted, and the wrists and ankles, which were already thin and protruding, were pulled like this, and they immediately showed a little bruises.

Luan Jing was recalled by the sudden pain, and he looked up, only to see that the dense vines in the hall were all gathered at the door, except for the few that tied him.

I don't know what tricky things happened, and the vines began to stir rapidly, and some of them flew around the temple, whipped everywhere, and even one almost hit him.

Luan Jing's expression moved slightly, and he tried to sit up, but as soon as his body left the bed, the vines under him moved instantly, and they wrapped around him more carefully.

This time, not only the wrists and ankles, waist, neck, and body were exposed except for the head, but the rest were all tied up, so that he couldn't even move.

Luan Jing also stopped thinking about this, and only looked at the door with his spare eyes, completely unaware that the light he longed for in his eyes was amazingly bright, and it was no longer as dull as just now, just like a traveler in the desert who was about to die of thirst saw a clear spring, longing for this water to save his life.

Yun Yi frowned, the black and white true fire burned in her hands, melting all the vines in front of her, but there were batches of melts, and these vines seemed to be endless, inexhaustible.

What kind of monster did this Venerable Baoxiang raise, so difficult, Yun Yi said in her heart, originally she wanted to sneak in, and the prohibition set by Baoxiang was not enough to stop her, but she never expected this woman to keep such a hand.

It must be cut off at the root, and if this continues, the people in the Huai Sheng Sect will soon find that it will be difficult for them to get out at that time.

Tearing off a vine with his bare hands, Yun Yi's eyes flashed, and his spiritual sense left his body, enveloping the entire palace in an instant.

After a moment, "Found it!" she flashed and climbed onto the roof, her fist slamming into it, and the whole palace was reduced to ruins, leaving only the vines with teeth and claws exposed to the harsh sunlight.

The vines exposed to the sunlight were obviously a little shrunken, but they still firmly remembered the order given to them by their master, and they must not let the person in their body cultivate away, so they wrapped the Luan mirror more tightly.

Yun Yi stood out of thin air, indifferently looking at the vines rooted in the ground, her hands were sealed on her chest, and the overwhelming true fire came out from in front of her, like a net without gaps, firmly holding the vines in it.

The silent roar resounded through the Huai Holy Sect, and even Yun Yi's illusion could not resist it, causing countless low-level disciples to bleed from their mouths and ears, and they immediately fainted to the ground.

Knowing that he had been discovered, Yun Yi's expression froze, and the spiritual power in his body was operational, all of which were injected into the true fire, speeding up the speed of burning the vines.

Luan Jing only felt that he was in a whirlwind, bumping up and down, his mind was dizzy, and it was easy to ease up, and the surrounding temperature began to become hot again, burning him like rain.

He has been imprisoned by Venerable Baoxiang for many years, not only has his cultivation been dissolved, but even his spiritual sense has been sealed, and he can't go anywhere except this dormitory.

When Hukata is there, he can still walk around the dormitory for a while, and if Hukaka has something to leave, he will be tied to the bed by vines, and it will be difficult to even move.

Now being tossed like this, he was already weak and quickly fainted.

When Yun Yi cleaned up the demon beast turned into vines, he saw a beautiful woman with a pale face and a fragile look lying on the ground.

Yun Yi stretched out his hand to help him up, only feeling like he was holding a piece of feather, and he didn't feel any weight.

Looking at him like this, Yun Yi didn't dare to carry or carry it at will, so he had to hold it carefully in his arms, and he had to restrain his strength, for fear that people would be broken by himself.

Seeming that he knew that he had suffered a lot of sin, Yun Yi shook his head, stepped out, and disappeared into the Huaisheng Sect.

When the elders of the Huai Holy Sect arrived, they saw the only ruins of the sect master's dormitory.

"It's over!"

Even if the Great Elder's eyes are dark, the disciples don't know, can she not know? This dormitory is closed up by the person on the tip of the sect master's heart, and when the sect master comes back and finds that the person is gone, he will definitely be angry with herself!

She looked behind her, trying to find out if there was anyone who could take it for him, but she was even more desperate to find that the sect now counted herself as the highest in cultivation and the highest position, and this time the sect master deliberately left her to abbot the overall situation of the Holy Sect.

I am sure that this time I am over, the sect master has always punished people without seeing blood, maybe how he will be tortured, the more he thinks about it, the more frightened the Great Elder only feels that his eyes are dark, and a mouthful of blood spits out, and the person faints on the ground.

The disciples who didn't know why she fainted lifted her up, and were busy looking for someone to heal her, but put aside the destruction of the sect master's dormitory, after all, it was just a palace, how could it be important for the great elder to faint.

Baoxiang, who was far away in the Buddha City, was meditating in the room, when suddenly his heart hurt, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the placket of his chest red.

She looked at her trembling palms in disbelief: "Impossible, impossible, he can't escape, how can he escape!"

She stood up suddenly: "Come on, I want to go back to the sect!"

Huxiang was about to leave, none of the few Venerables who had not been injured could stop her, and the only Zen Venerable who could stop her only sighed, shook his head, and did not make a move.

"When is this coming, this woman still has the heart to think about her beauty. One Venerable One was very dissatisfied with her behavior, "When people are cultivating life and death, they still have those feelings and loves, which is really ridiculous. ”

"Silence!" said another Venerable One, "This is often the case when it comes to love, and if you are really so sensible, you will not be considered to be deeply in love." ”

The Venerable One said, "If she leaves, she can't say that she won't come back." ”

Wonderful Book House