"Shen Yan" saw that the middle-aged nun's gentle face had a hint of sternness, and the nun's white-dressed nun knew that she was speechless, and after a pause, she lowered her head. The middle-aged female cultivator still wanted to say something, thinking of her apprentice's life experience, but she couldn't bear it, and finally said with a little bit on her face, "That Sun Jingyuan is the descendant of Yuyao's Sun family, not something that our Baihuamen can offend right now, although its sudden appearance is a little strange, but it is an indisputable fact that he saved Xiying by chance."

The girl in the white dress whispered, and the middle-aged nun nodded, "But Xiying's child runs to that kid all day long, and it really doesn't look good, so it's okay, anyway, she is also injured, why don't you arrange for her to go to Baihuatan to recuperate, and then separate the two." ”

Only then did the white-dressed nun show a hint of joy on her face, and she answered the blow and left here. Looking at the back of the white-dressed nun in the distance, the middle-aged nun showed a little worry on her face, on the one hand, she was suspicious of the character flaws of her disciple, and on the other hand, she was suspicious of Sun Jingyuan's intentions.

The patriarch of the Baihuamen founding school is a female cultivator, and when he founded the Baihuamen, he set up a rule, and only accepts female disciples under the door, so that the Baihuamen since the beginning of the founding of the sect, it is a scene of Yingying Yanyan, and it has been passed down to the present, it is already the seventh generation of the head, although the descendants are not good, and there is no longer a Yuanshen real person, but because the exercises passed by the ancestor of the founding school are really extraordinary, and it is also very suitable for women's physique, plus the Baihuamen generation is good friends with the Nancang Sect, and each generation basically has people married to the handsome children of the Nancang Sect, so it is still inherited to this day。

However, the world is different, more than 100 years ago, Nancang Sect Zhaoyangzi was born, proud of his peers, the previous generation of Baihuamen owners intended to be the choice of the door for a while to introduce themselves as their Taoist couples, but the development of things far exceeded the expectations of the previous generation of Baihuamen heads, Nancangzong should be under this marriage, but Zhaoyangzi finally ignored himself, although the two had contact, but they were all silent, stop at the ceremony, there was no further development at all.

It wasn't until the later battle of Moling that although Zhaoyangzi used the body of Yuan Dan to cut Yuan Shen and broke the threshold of the taboo, he was invincible with two fists and finally died with hatred, and Zhaoyangfeng finally declined greatly, and the thousand-year-old friendship between Baihuamen and Nancang Sect was stranded.

Fortunately, the sect of Baihuamen is not far from Nancang Sect, and it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, the Nancang Sect has a great cause, and occupies a large blessed land of Yunmeng Daze, but there is no interest in embarrassing a group of female monks, so the days of Baihuamen are naturally passable.

However, after all, Baihuamen is a sect of cultivating immortals, that is, there is no dispute with the world, but the sect still has to continue, which is naturally indispensable for cultivation assets, as soon as the ruins of the Ghost Cry Gate appeared, Baihuamen attached great importance to it.

And Sun Jingyuan appeared at such a sensitive time, that is, no matter how good his background is, no matter how tolerant and pot-bellied the Baihuamen is, he can't help but have doubts, but his identity is there, and he also saved the female disciples in the sect by the way, so the Baihuamen will not dare to slack off.

Not to mention the people of Baihuamen who were in a complicated mood, Sun Jingyuan was really relieved to see that the female disciple of Baihuamen he had saved before was taken away by a female cultivator in a white skirt. It is true that he came to this Baihuamen on a whim, but for another purpose, and he also wanted to have a good relationship with Baihuamen, after all, the strong dragon does not suppress the head snake, if you want to find Xu Yao in this area, it is naturally indispensable to help Baihuamen.

However, the development of things is also a little beyond Sun Jingyuan's imagination, the female cultivator he saved, but he showed some indescribable ambiguity, the conscience of heaven and earth, although Sun Jingyuan is indeed a hero who has a different purpose to save the United States, but this purpose is by no means to form a Taoist couple with him in Baihuamen, but to find Xu Yao out of this area.

However, at the moment, it is not easy to turn his face on the Hundred Flowers Peak, and just when Sun Jingyuan was patiently coping, the white-dressed female cultivator took it away in a timely manner, and Rao was not only relieved by Sun Jingyuan's tenacious nerves. Thinking of the entrustment of the peak master who came to this trip, Sun Jingyuan not only secretly clenched his fists, but after fighting Xu Yao before, he was injured, but Sun Jingyuan did not have the slightest resentment in his heart, he asked himself that he had used all his strength, Xu Yao could be a beginner with a condensing vein, and he could fight a draw with himself, Sun Jingyuan was naturally a little appreciative in addition to a trace of old shame and anger.

As for Xu Yao's suspicion about the origin of his strength, as Xu Yao's life experience was revealed, it seemed a little natural, and this trip down the mountain, naturally the Sun family had mastered the clues of Xu Yao's journey along the way, although because Xu Yao was cautious and did not leave too many clues, so he could not lock his location, but because Xu Yao only relied on himself, he did not have any decent foot strength, and the speed was naturally not fast, so Sun Jingyuan was naturally quite confident in finding Xu Yao.

As for the ruins of this ghost crying door, Sun Jingyuan didn't pay attention to it at all, even the ghost crying real person was reversely beheaded by Zhaoyangzi in the Yuan Dan period, and then it was swept away by the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the little thing left under its door, where would Sun Jingyuan, whose heart was higher than the sky, look at it, of course, the ruins of the ghost crying door had been swept once, Sun Jingyuan naturally would not tell the people of Baihuamen.

No matter what the rest of the situation was, Xu Yao was already on the periphery of the Devil's Crying Gate ruins at this time. After the Xiuxian family was wiped out before, the two brothers and sisters didn't think about sending people to guard the surroundings to prevent others from approaching, but after thinking about it, it was very inappropriate. First, if you find another excuse to send people to garrison, it is inevitable that you will not find clues about the ruins of the Devil's Crying Gate over time.

Second, even if the people stationed there really can't find anything, the rest of the people are nothing, and you Baxianfang can't say anything about the people stationed here for no reason, obviously there are no three hundred taels of silver here.

In this way, it is naturally better to hide it and keep the ruins as they are, which of course also provides Xu Yao with very good conditions, and he doesn't have to have a headache about how to sneak in. After observing the spot for a while, after Xu Yao determined the location of the ruins of the Devil's Crying Gate, Xu Yao relied on the jade slip to slowly search for it, and finally locked the location of the gap in the formation half a day later.

Between the rocks, Xu Yao gently moved forward, and a layer of pale yellow light curtain appeared from the void, looking at the gap in front of him that could accommodate only one person, Xu Yao not only frowned. Although the gap in front of him was found, Xu Yao did not mean to enter immediately, the bewitching girl did not cultivate the formation before, so she naturally just regarded this gap as the result of the formation being unsupported and in disrepair.

But Xu Yao has been refining this way, and when he got here, he saw some clues, this gap in the formation is by no means the result of the sluggish operation of the formation itself, it is more like the hole left by the strong man with a blow, although the gap of the size of three zhang is insignificant compared to the entire formation, but this is the power of the Yuan Shen Zhenren to arrange it himself, and the degree of solidity is not something that Xu Yao can imagine as a monk who condenses the vein.

And the means that can break this great array of protectors are not something that Xu Yao can imagine now, thinking that it must be a shocking blow, and the gap caused at that time will not be the current point, but the long years have passed, and the repair of the formation itself has left little gap in this gap. Thinking of this, Xu Yao frowned, if there were really strong people who had already visited here, then it was unknown how many things were left in the ruins of this Ghost Crying Gate.

However, Xu Yao thought that the Ghost Crying Pill that the owner of the Eight Sages Fang had obtained in this ruin, compared with the Ghost Crying Pill, although the inheritances he wanted to find were also of some value, they were naturally far inferior to the high-grade pills that could make people form Yuan Dan, thinking of this, Xu Yao felt a little relieved.

After carefully probing for a while, and confirming that there was no major problem, Xu Yao flicked the sleeves of his robe, and the whole person flew into the ruins of the Ghost Crying Gate.