"Senior sister, how do you feel this time?"

Xiang'er, who was excited, didn't notice Shen Xingluo's strange appearance for a while, and when she ran over and hugged Shen Xingluo's arm to be coquettish, Shen Xingluo's eyes had returned to their former clarity.

"It's okay. Shen Xingluo said: "How is the situation of the master and the second senior brother?"

As soon as it came to Daojun and Zhao Chunyang, Xiang'er's little face immediately collapsed, and the hand holding Shen Xingluo seemed to have lost its strength: "I went to see it the day before yesterday, it's still like that, and there is no news from the senior sister and the third senior brother." ”

Shen Xingluo was silent for a while, then turned around and walked towards the hall.

Xiang'er hurriedly threw the cup in her hand to the side and followed in.

The Taishang Patriarch in the main hall of the Lichen Hall is the founder of Xuanxiao Gate - Feihong Zhenjun. It is rumored that he is the last monk in the world to transform into a god, and one foot has stepped into the door of ascension, but unfortunately in the end, because the aura in the world is getting thinner, he failed to break through, and finally fell with hatred.

The true monarch in the portrait is wearing a cyan wide-sleeved flowing cloud pattern robe, barefoot, and holding a jade plate in his hand. The face is like a crown of jade, the eyes are like paint, the head is slightly raised, looking into the distance, as if there is a heart full of things to ask the sky.

A white eagle stood on his shoulder, its eyelids slightly closed, as if it were napping.

Shen Xingluo took Xiang'er in front of the portrait and lit three pillars of incense.

Green smoke curls like floating dust. The lifelike face of Feihong Zhenjun on the painting also seems to show a little loneliness.

The two kowtowed three times in front of the portrait, and Xiang'er shot out a spiritual power on the jade plate held by Feihong Zhenjun. The jade plate was shining, emitting a hazy white light.

Feihong Daojun's wide sleeved robe seemed to be blown up by a gust of wind, revealing a small star map.

Shen Xingluo stretched out the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and quickly pressed seven times on the star map, and finally the five fingers were separated and pressed hard in the shape of plum blossoms, and the white eagle's drooping eyelids opened suddenly, his eyes were like electricity, and his wings flew down from the painting.

Xiang'er's eyes stared at the flying white eagle without blinking, it was really amazing! Although she was already familiar with the behavior of this white eagle, she couldn't help but be attracted to it every time.

This painting is the authentic handiwork left by Feihong Zhenjun, and the spells cast on it are also spells that can only be practiced by god-transforming monks. Every time I look at it, Xiang'er can't help but be fascinated, the monk of the Transformation Stage has such a skill, how powerful should the immortal be.

The white eagle flew around the main hall, and finally flew to the front of Shen Xingluo and Xiang'er, and suddenly turned into a door of light without saying a word. Behind the light gate, instead of a portrait of the true monarch, you can see a long staircase.

Shen Xingluo and Xiang'er got up, walked into the door, and walked down the stairs.

Waiting for Xiang'er's figure to enter, the light gate disappeared, and the spiritual light condensed into the appearance of a white eagle, raised his head and let out a clear sound, flew back into the painting, and landed on Feihong Daojun's shoulder, and his eyes closed slightly again.

Calm was restored in the main hall, and only the green smoke in the incense dings was lingering.

There are 108 stone steps, and at the top is a small stone chamber.

The stone chamber is small and can accommodate up to ten adults. Inside, by the wall was a table with several blue lamps, and the flames in the lamps were strong and weak.

The lamp in the front row can no longer be described as a flame, but can only be said to be a spark. Flash, flash, can be destroyed at any time.

Shen Xingluo and Xiang'er's hearts also became heavy with the light and fall of Mars.

This lamp is not an ordinary lamp, but a life lamp left by the Daojun. The strength of the lamp reflects the fact that its owner is not a Daojun.

The current flame of this star means that the situation of the Dao Monarch is not good, and it is very bad.

Shen Xingluo frowned, she remembered that when the retreat was coming, there was still a faint flame, and now there was only Mars left. What exactly did the master encounter inside?

In the secret realm of Qiongshan, she and Xiang'er followed behind the Howling Sky Wolf, avoiding many dangerous places, and even when they went in, they actually did not know much about your situation. It's not as detailed as the monks who went in before, and the map drawn.

What's more, the Qiongshan Secret Realm is only a small part of the Ancient Great Array, and other places don't know what kind of danger they will encounter.

However, it is comforting that Zhao Chunyang's life lamp has been safe and sound, only for two years in the middle, and then returned to normal.

"Half a year ago, the master's life lamp became like this. Uncle Zhengyang, Uncle Shou and the head of the family came to see it together, saying that the master has fallen, so don't let me be sad. ”

Xiang'er's voice was slightly choked: "But the master's life lamp has not been extinguished, and the master has not fallen yet, how can they curse the master so much." ”

She started late, and the time she spent with Lifei Daojun was far less than that of several senior brothers and senior sisters, and her usual cultivation guidance was taken care of by her senior brothers and sisters.

But Li Fei Daojun has never treated her lightly, but she also has everything that the senior brothers and sisters have. Even if it was the magic weapon elixir that she hadn't been able to use yet, it was all properly prepared for her by Dao Jun.

Master, Master, Master and Father.

Xiang'er treats Lifei Daojun as the most respected elder from the bottom of her heart, and now that Lifei Daojun is alive and dead, she is more panicked than anyone else.

In a small secret room, the atmosphere became more and more depressing.

"Who said that?" Shen Xingluo's fists clenched and released again.

Xiang'er said, "It's a trustworthy uncle." Then he recalled for a while, and added, "But Uncle Zhengyang and the head of the sect did not object. ”

Keep your word!

What the hell is he trying to do?

Shen Xingluo thought of when she came back from the Qiongshan Secret Realm, lying on the bed, and became a waste material with no spiritual power, and the trustworthy Daojun comforted her master in front of her bed.

A cultivator who has no cultivation ability is no different from an ordinary weed on the side of the road. Shen Xingluo thought that the master would follow the advice of the trustworthy Taoist monarch and give up on himself naturally.

But Shen Xingluo didn't expect that the master not only didn't listen to his advice and gave up on himself, but also went out of the mountain himself to find out the problem for her.

However......

A master who is willing to risk danger in order to determine an apprentice who cannot cultivate, how can she repay her with this body?

Thinking of this, Shen Xingluo's eyes darkened. No one expected that it would be five years away from Fei Daojun, and there would be no news. What made her even more frightened was that the master's life lamp was about to go out.

It's all her, it's her who has burdened the master.

Shen Xingluo had a voice accusing her in her heart, but it was just a flash of effort, and this voice was taken down by her.

When the life and death of the master are unknown, she must not mess with herself.

"As long as the light is still on, it proves that the master has not fallen. The Ancient Great Array was inherited from the ancient times when the gods gathered, and who knows what secrets are hidden in it that we can't understand. Shen Xingluo said, "We just need to do the things we are doing well and wait patiently for the master to come back." ”

"The master is so powerful, I believe she will be able to come out. Xiang'er's eyes looked firmly at the life lamp of the Daojun.

Senior sister, it's also very powerful!

Xiang'er stood behind Shen Xingluo, her firm gaze moved from the life lamp to Shen Xingluo's back, and she thought silently in her heart.