In the Flood Desolation Secret Realm, the survivors of the Quartet Sect are divided into two factions, one is the remnants of the Sword Xuange, and the disciples of the Fu Sect, and the other is the Chongwu Sect and the Luoxia Valley. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As for the cultivators of the Sect's Tibetan Realm, Bu Feng and a disciple of the Sword Xuange had also used to contact Jade Jian, but without exception, the news came out, but there was no response for a while.

For today's plan, the original intention of exploring wealth and treasure hunting has been put aside by everyone, saving life is important, the Flood Desolate Secret Realm is extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness will end up with the same fate as when the beast tide was before.

After all, they are all witnesses to the horror and cruelty in it, and I really don't know how many of the remaining 100 people will be able to get out alive when the March period comes.

After this battle, the four major sects are afraid that they will hurt their muscles and bones, and they will be difficult to ease up for more than ten years.

"Senior Brother Bufeng, let's ......" After everyone finished breathing, they stood up, Ning Yue looked at Bufeng with a nervous expression, hoping to get a hint from him, after the disaster of the Chongwu Sect, there were only more than twenty disciples left present, and most of them had lost their opinions at the moment.

Bufeng's face was comforted, and his eyes fell on Bai Li, who was silent not far away, and walked over slowly, and everyone was a little puzzled when they saw this.

"I know that you have something to do with Qiu Jingyu's bastard who colluded with outsiders in a vain attempt to kill his fellow disciples, but Nian has also made a lot of efforts in your beast tide, and whether it is for himself or for others, now I will spare your life, don't think about anything carefully, if I find out, I will definitely make you the soul of my sword if you are expelled by heavy weapons!"

Bu Feng's words are sharp, his tone is calm, and with the domineering of the knife, there is an almost suffocating sense of oppression, that Bai Li is not a decent and broad-minded person, on the contrary, his words and deeds are quite a kind of villain.

Hearing this threatening words, he couldn't help but be shocked, nodded stunned, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in horror.

Bu Feng snorted lightly, turned his head and said loudly to everyone, "Senior brothers, this time my heavy martial arts sect has suffered a big change, and Senior Brother Meng Ke and his party have not heard from him, so now, it is the right way to find them together as soon as possible......"

Then, Bu Feng looked at the cultivator of Luoxia Valley who was not far away, "We have formed an alliance with Luoxia Valley to advance and retreat together, I only have one request, I hope that all the senior brothers and sisters must put the collective first, and do not do such greedy and narrow things, in this dangerous and desolate secret realm, the most important thing is to survive."

"Senior Brother Bufeng is right"

"Well, the top priority is to find Senior Brother Meng Ke and them."

"Alas...... We've lost enough of our fellow disciples."

Everyone expressed their attitudes one after another, their expressions could not hide their sadness, Bu Feng nodded slowly, and took a few steps to Luoxia Valley, the beautiful iceberg beauty, in front of Luoyu.

"Senior Sister Luoyu, I took my Chongwu Sect disciples to thank you for your help."

"Senior Brother Bufeng is polite, and the senior sister who has formed an ally with Chongwu is also selfish, I can't talk about thank you or not, it's just mutual benefit" Luoyu said indifferently, his voice was calm, without a trace of waves, thinking that it was such a temperament, the title of this iceberg beauty seemed to be worthy.

"In this case, Senior Brother means that since I, Senior Brother Meng Ke of the Chongwu Sect, and his entourage have lost their traces from the north, then I might as well wait for us to go along the north, I don't know ......."

"It's okay, just do what the junior brother wants"

Bu Feng nodded, and said to the rest of the senior brothers, this group of people actually faintly had the intention of taking him as the leader, it is no wonder that Bu Feng controls the sword momentum, in terms of strength, except for the top leaders of the Tibetan realm of each sect, I am afraid that none of the remaining people are his opponents.

The group had a goal, and they took action, moving extremely cautiously, paying attention to everything around them, the so-called once bitten by a snake, ten years afraid of the well rope should be like this.

Bu Feng took the lead, his right hand rubbed the handle of the long knife on his waist, his expression was cold, and his eyes looked into the distance, as if he was thinking about something.

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In the beautiful valley, Yang Xuan walked slowly, enjoying the scenery along the way, he grew up so far, devoted to studying poetry and songs, except for the flowers and trees in his own garden when he was young, he had never seen anything else, and he was busy with cultivation for three years, so he had no time to take care of it.

A scene like this is the first time in my life, with a smile on my face, feeling the beauty of this place, and feeling extremely comfortable, "I haven't felt like this for a long time."

He muttered to himself in a low voice, for fear that if his voice was too high, he would ruin the quiet atmosphere here.

Yang Xuan's first foray into cultivation has only been three years, and he suddenly lost his cultivation for a while, but he didn't feel how difficult it was to adapt, the pillar stone jade pendant on his chest was always warm, but it was the only thing that hadn't changed since these days.

"I know that you are not a mortal thing, just like the old way of the predecessor that my mother told me, the origin is mysterious, but now my cultivation is completely lost, and I don't know how long it will take to return to the previous realm after cultivation, I am afraid that it will bury your ......"

Yang Xuan stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently, as if he was talking to a friend who had a deep friendship, "If I am lucky enough to get out of this desolate secret realm alive, I will definitely find a good master for you, and my mother will not blame me if I think of it."

However, no matter what he said, the pillar stone jade pendant was as usual, there was no light, and there was no movement, but it really looked like a dead thing at this moment, not a magical object that had repeatedly saved him in crises before.

I don't know how far I walked, the scenery around me became more and more magnificent, as far as the eye could see, a steep withered yellow mountain wall appeared in front of me, and the green onion on the side seemed to be very incompatible, and the lush mountain wall along the extension cast a large shadow, natural and strange.

"This is ......" Yang Xuanhu was suspicious, and walked forward slowly, although this place is abruptly incompatible, but it also has a unique flavor, just take a look.

When I got closer, I found that it was even more peculiar, originally in the valley in front of me, in addition to the sound of mountains and rivers and birds, I could occasionally hear the roar of the demon beasts in this desolate secret realm, although it was slight, but it was there, and in this strange place, I couldn't hear it in my ears at all, as if this was an isolated place.

Secretly said that this is absolutely impossible to exist in the secret realm where demon beasts are full and dangerous, although the Honghuang Mountain Range is large, but there are more demon beasts, Yang Xuan was shocked when he thought of this.

Although I heard the roar of the beast before, there was not a single demon beast in the big valley of Nuo, all of them were just ordinary beasts, "Could it be that the cultivation has been lost, and even the thinking has become slow?"

Shaking his head and throwing this boring guess out of his mind, Yang Xuan still formally looked at this strange area, and completely restrained his thoughts of playing and watching.

Time passed, and it was almost evening, and the sun set in this secret place, accompanied by the golden sunset, rendering this place with a magnificent and feminine color.

As far as the eye can see, the mountain wall that is even more yellowish at this moment has taken on some brilliance in the area under the previous shadow.

"Huh, there seems to be something?" Walking in carefully, Yang Xuan couldn't help but stand in place, staring directly at the shining iron and silver hooks on the mountain wall, and he didn't know if it was the light of the setting sun, or the font itself.

"Joys and sorrows are in vain for the old alliance

Why is this life chaotic for all eternity

Where are the three thousand mysteries?

Enlightenment is better than the spring breeze"

"This ...... This is ......" Yang Xuan was completely surprised, the font engraved on the mountain wall was vigorous and heroic, and there was a kind of helplessness and indignation between the lines, but there was a sense of emotion contained in it.

The gaze moved slightly horizontally, but there was a discovery next to this poem, looking at the tone, it seems that two people are talking, but not at the same time, perhaps, the emotion of mourning accounts for most of it.

"Lamenting the old alliance

I don't know how to talk about familiarity

Three thousand mysteries are still in my ears

It's hard to see the pulsatilla back then."

Yang Xuan was stunned, "This pulsatilla should be a predecessor in the past, the two poems are not from one person, and this valley also has some secrets, but it's a pity...... It's hard for me to trace."

After that, his expression was slightly lonely, at this moment, there was no divine thought, no true yuan, naturally there was no way to perceive the situation in the body, but he could imagine some clues.

That day, Yang Xuan's strength exploded in the midst of the crisis, and he forcibly operated the Reverse Yuan Secret Technique, which he was not familiar with, and the severe pain and weakness in his body no longer reminded him of the consequences all the time.

But at that time, he had no way out, and in the end, the move that overdrew all the energy that could be overdrawn was even worse, and Yang Xuan was extremely fortunate to be able to appear in this valley inexplicably, plus save his life.

He was a scholar first, he studied Confucian classics, read poetry and etiquette, and he didn't have so much ambition. It is said that there are two kinds of people under pressure, one is crazy and hysterical, and the other is that he is as usual and indifferent, and it is obvious that he is the second type.

Thinking of this, Yang Xuan shook his head lightly and smiled bitterly, bent down to pick up a piece of gravel, walked slowly to the stone wall, and carved a line of words with considerable effort.

"Today, I have to hear the notes of my predecessors, and I feel a lot of emotion, but the kid is no longer a monk now, and the seniors are willing to forgive the ...... of the difficult to trace" is a few crosses, but it seems to have exhausted all his physical strength, and the hands holding the stones are a little numb, and for a while, he can't hold it.

"It's really powerless, my hands, let's be more happy with the pen in the future."

The stone in his hand was still casually aside, rubbing his sad hands, Yang Xuan gasped slightly, but suddenly heard a soft sound, and subconsciously turned his head to look, it turned out that the stone just now accidentally hit something, making a strange sound.

Driven by curiosity, Yang Xuan lowered his head and searched, at the edge of a crack under the mountain wall, there seemed to be an inky black object, something that should not be seen really, but at this moment, it was actually glowing.

"It's ......"