Ding Li's heart stirred up, just because the thought that crossed in an instant was too bold for him at the moment, and maybe it would cause the ruthless attack of the ruthless monk in front of him.

However, if this crazy idea can be realized, the loss caused by the first gimbal may be reduced a lot when there is no return to the blessed land.

You know, that kind of attrition is not an injury, it's not a cultivation, it's what the monk desires to have infinitely.

Immortal cultivators endure loneliness, go through hardships, enter the realm of immortal cultivation full of dangers, and even as a monk's greatest wish, they embark on the path of Gu Immortals, the ultimate goal is to get this desire from the soul.

Ding Li was entangled in his heart, the expression on his face changed continuously, and seeing the impatience on Bai Ye's face, he gritted his teeth, "If this matter is said in the next place, I don't know if you can agree to the next request!"

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Bai Ye frowned and didn't speak, but his gaze was sharp.

"The request under the order is just a gesture for the Taoist, but for me... Speaking of this, Ding Li saw that Bai Ye's face was unmoved, and he couldn't help but show a little bitterness.

He knew very well that the indifferent monk in front of him had not shown the slightest fluctuation in his request, and it was very likely that he had already become disgusted, and maybe the next moment he would use cold methods to search for souls to obtain what he needed to know.

Despite this, thinking of the loss of the first cloud platform, Ding Li had to stiffen his head, he took a deep breath, "It's not that Ding is a secret threat, it's just that if you want to avoid the catastrophe of the blessed land without return, you must use a special formation to make up the number of ten people, otherwise it is a Jindan monk, and you can't avoid that kind of plunder." ”

Bai Ye's expression was still calm, and he didn't even flicker his eyes, which made Ding Li sigh in his heart and smile bitterly.

He clasped his fists, gave a deep salute, and said in an astringent voice: "Fellow Daoist, there is absolutely no falsehood in the words below, and I also ask Daoist friends to help when there is no return to the blessed land." ”

Silence, a long silence, just when Ding Li was depressed and desperate, Bai Ye said lightly, "Say it." ”

When Ding Li heard this, his spirit was suddenly shocked, although Bai Ye did not speak directly, but there was no refusal, let alone a direct move, he had already explained his attitude, and he immediately told the true secret of the blessed land without returning, in detail.

Half an hour later, Bai Ye walked out, his eyes still full of shock, and there was a little bit of hidden worry that others couldn't detect.

A drop of soul blood appeared in his hand, what Ding Li said, it was too sensational, yes, under Bai Ye's groaning, he still used soul blood as a means of restraint.

"This person can decisively hand over the soul blood, although the situation is forced, but it looks like it is not like lying... Bai Ye's eyes flashed, revealing caution, "Especially combined with the rumors, this matter is ninety percent true." ”

"It's just that I'm asking him how he knows, but I don't get a complete answer... Thirty years ago, he was directly taken captive by the masked monk into the secret room, so as to participate... ”

Bai Ye's fingertips flickered with a faint light, and the power of cultivation filled the soul blood, and there was even a fairy pattern in his left eye.

"Especially ... There seems to be another prohibition in this soul blood ... Is Ding Li clear about this? Does this prohibition exist on several other people? Who left it? Could it be the masked monk? Who is he? and... Is that formation really just to resist that kind of plunder... ？”

More than ten years of experience in cultivating immortals made Bai Ye more and more ruthless, and at the same time, his cautiousness also increased, at this time, in the face of the truth of the blessed land of no return, the doubts in his heart not only did not decrease, but increased.

Three days have passed since that night's secret meeting.

In the past three days, Bai Ye had tried to leave the Valley of No Return, but with caution, he did not break through, but walked where he could reach, intending to find out if there were any loopholes that could be exploited after the Jindan was closed.

The final result was undoubtedly disappointing to him, the place where these Jindan monks were located, it seemed that after calculation, whether it was in the air or on the ground, all of them were shrouded in their aura, even if it was thousands of feet underground, there was some kind of formation fluctuation.

At this moment, the valley of no return is completely closed.

Bai Ye saw that the possibility of leaving the valley would disappear, so he had no choice but to give up, reopen his residence not far from Ding Lidong Mansion, and wait silently.

Until the early morning of this day, an indifferent voice suddenly fell into the sea of knowledge of all the foundation building monks.

"There are things that the ancestors need in the blessed land of no return, everyone, you are sheltered by the valley of no return, at this moment, when it is time to do your part for the ancestors, come to the foot of the mountain without return, get the list, and if you don't come for half a moment, you will be regarded as a traitor and cleaned up. ”

As this voice fell, Bai Ye suddenly opened his eyes, he took a deep breath, stepped out of the cave, and looked at the looming highest mountain in the misty mist, and after a while, a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.

A figure flew out from not far away and landed in front of Bai Ye, Ding Li hugged his fists: "I hope that fellow Daoists will not forget what they promised that day!"

Dao Dao Changhong flew out from everywhere at this moment, roaring, all flying towards the highest mountain, Bai Ye looked at Ding Li coldly, and when he opened his mouth lightly, he stepped out and flew directly and the same.

"Bai is not a person who does not believe in his words!"

Ding Li watched Bai Ye's figure go away, with a complicated expression on his face, sighed, his body shook, and followed Bai Ye.

Wuhui Peak is not only the highest mountain in the depths of Wuhui Valley, but also a holy place in the minds of countless cultivators, just because this is a no-return ancestor dojo where they can cultivate comfortably and gain shelter.

At this moment, the wind is howling around this mountain, and all the foundation building monks have gradually arrived, Bai Ye is not far away, especially with his cultivation after achieving foundation building, it will only be a moment, and he has arrived.

When Bai Ye fell, he saw the three huge stone tablets on the top of the smooth mountain at a glance, and even saw the legendary Returnless Ancestor who was in the mouth of the Scattered Cultivator, with his own strength, to contend with the three clans and four factions in this place.

At this moment, the ancestor of Wuhui sat on the stone plaque of the word "Hui", the dead air on his body was not there, but the breath that belonged to the infancy period was diffused, this was not coercion, but a powerful force that people could feel, and there was a state of looking at the world between the opening and closing of his eyes.

And beside the ancestor stood two male cultivators, one on the left, with a middle-aged complexion and indifference, while the other monk had big ears and a kind demeanor, all exuding the aura of Jindan.

Bai Ye's pupils suddenly contracted, and he felt something, he looked around, and walked into a gathering place where many foundation building monks gathered, and after the figure was blocked, the soul blood belonging to Ding Li appeared in his palm.

With his powerful divine sense at the moment, after falling, he immediately felt that the prohibition belonging to an unknown person in the blood fluctuated.

And at this moment, a gaze fell directly on the crowd, Bai Ye's face changed slightly, and he immediately sealed this drop of blood, but his body did not dare to move, let alone look at it.

That gaze wandered in the crowd, and it disappeared after more than ten breaths, in this short period of time, Bai Ye was like a hundred years of torment, at this moment he already had a guess in his heart, just blood came out, he was detected, this person's cultivation was by no means a foundation, and it was very likely that he was a forbidden person left in Ding Li's body.

At this moment, Bai Ye's mind couldn't help but conjure up the faces of the two monks.

After the tea, Ding Li flew down in mid-air, and Bai Ye saw that his eyes rolled, and he immediately walked out of the crowd and greeted him, with a smile on his face, like an acquaintance for many years.

"Brother Ding, I haven't seen you for half a year, my brother's demeanor is still the same... ”

Ding Li was slightly flustered, but this person's thoughts were also very fast, and he also showed surprise on his face, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Brother Bai... ”

With these words, his expression fell in the eyes of others, as if he was making friends, and when the two of them avoided crowded places, a divine sense belonging to Bai Ye fell directly on Ding Li's mind.

"Who are the two on the side of the Ancestor of No Return?"

Ding Li was stunned again, and subconsciously wanted to look up, but suddenly felt Bai Ye's gaze suddenly cold, and couldn't help but move in his heart, and when he hurriedly lowered his head, he also transmitted sound with his divine sense.

"The cultivation of kindness, for the ancestor to pass on Duan Changbai, is the only Jindan peak monk in the Wuhui Valley, and the indifferent monk is Chu Zhao, the mid-stage cultivation of Jindan!"

Bai Ye didn't move, but there were waves in his heart, "Who is this of these two?"