Lu Yue'er explained: "This is indeed a formation, but not a phantom array, if you are careful, you will find that there are five suns carved on both sides of the bridge, and a dragon soul is raised in the middle, which is the meaning of the ten-day dragon, whoever enters the bridge, their minds will be more or less affected by the dragon soul, and there will be some illusions, the biggest difference between this array and the phantom array is that the eyes of this array are ethereal, you can say that there is, you can also say no." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Ling Yun heard in a fog.

Lu Yue'er said softly: "The array eye is the heart. ”

"The heart is the eye," Ling Yun was still frowning and thinking, his eyes inadvertently swept over the Fulong Bridge, Ling Yun was suddenly stunned, but saw that the highest cultivation on the bridge was not the highest Biyuan Biqing, but Feng Li.

Paying attention to Ling Yun's gaze, Lu Yue'er said: "The disciples cultivated by the family family seem to be plain, but they are actually extraordinary. ”

Ling Yun nodded, being able to walk in front of everyone proves that Feng Li's heart is extraordinary.

"Step by surprise. Lu Yue'er suddenly called out Ling Yun's pseudonym.

"Huh?" Ling Yun came back to his senses and turned his head to look at Lu Yue'er suspiciously.

Lu Yue'er straightened her face and said with some seriousness: "I want to know how your swordsmanship came about, why you have both the real sword of the Wuji Sect and the heart sword of our Zhengjian Sect." ”

Ling Yun was silent, the real sword and the heart sword in Lu Yue'er's mouth actually came from the same path, both of them came from Shushan swordsmanship, but he couldn't tell the other party that he was the descendant of Shushan, not to mention whether Lu Yue'er would believe that Shushan had perished for thousands of years, even if she believed it, the mastermind behind the destruction of Shushan thousands of years ago didn't know if he was there, and once his identity was revealed, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Ling Yun didn't want to answer this question, but he didn't know how to refuse, he only felt a little big, and suddenly Ling Yun's eyes lit up and he remembered something.

"By the way, I once met a senior in Beiqi"

As soon as she heard that Ling Yun was about to change the topic again, Lu Yue'er's eyes were clouded with a layer of evil aura, but what Ling Yun said next suddenly made her face change slightly.

"That senior once asked me to give a fairy spirit bag to a person named Youhong in your sect. ”

"What! How did you find out about Uncle Youhong? Lu Yue'er's apricot eyes were round, and her face was extremely surprised.

"Didn't I say it, it was a senior who asked me to hand over the bag to that Youhong, and it just so happens that you are also from the Zhengjian Sect, so I don't have to run again, and you will hand it over on your behalf." Ling Yun said, and was about to reach out and touch the purple gold bell, the bag that Youlong gave him back then was hidden in this purple gold bell.

"You wait. Lu Yue'er suddenly stretched out her hand to interrupt Ling Yun's movements, she looked at Ling Yun strangely, and asked, "The seniors you are talking about, how old are the men and women, what are their heights, and what are their habits?"

Ling Yun recalled: "The senior is a man, the height is about the same as mine, the age, the senior looks like he is in his early forties, his eyes are a little sharp, his hair is broken, he has a little stubble on his mouth, he likes fishing, and he is accompanied by a white fox." ”

Lu Yue'er's eyes lit up: "Yes, it's the same as the touch described by my father, and it's really Uncle Youlong." ”

"Then Uncle Youlong has taught you swordsmanship?" Lu Yue'er seemed to think of something and asked.

"Well, that senior did point out. Ling Yun rubbed his nose in embarrassment, thinking that he was not lying, and the exchange was also a pointer.

"No wonder, I said that you are so young how to cultivate swordsmanship so amazingly, it turned out that you were cultivated by Uncle Youlong, I heard that Uncle Youlong often fought with the people of Wuji Sect a few decades ago, and it is not surprising that there will be so many moves of Wuji Sect. Hearing this, Lu Yue'er's gaze at Ling Yun changed, and she felt a little more close, this kind of look would only appear when Lu Yue'er faced the same door.

"Then this fairy bag. Ling Yun saw that Lu Yue'er had misunderstood, but it was exactly what he wanted, so he asked about the fairy spirit bag, since Lu Yue'er was a disciple of the Zhengjian Sect, let her hand it over to that Youhong on her behalf, and it would save trouble.

The strange thing is that Lu Yue'er didn't speak, she was silent for a long time before she said softly: "You still have to hand this over to Master Youhong in person, I can't see him." ”

"Huh, why is that?" Ling Yun was a little strange.

Lu Yue'er said lightly: "When you see him, you will know." ”

"He's not going to die," Ling Yun suddenly had a strange premonition.

"You're dead. Lu Yue'er glanced at Ling Yun angrily, not bothering to pay attention to Ling Yun.

Now Ling Yun was embarrassed, he couldn't send this trick, could he really ask him to go to the Zhengjian Gate once

The bridge is very long, but everyone walks very slowly, and the Fengli in front is still a third of the way from the bridge, Lu Yue'er felt that it was almost there, she glanced at Ling Yun lightly, and raised her feet to the bridge.

As soon as Lu Yue'er entered the bridge, the scenery in front of her changed, the entire bridge deck was covered by a large area of magma, the magma was boiling, bubbling and bubbling, Lu Yue'er only felt a heat wave coming to her face.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yue'er was very conscious, she did not hesitate to take a step, stepped on it, her shoes burned instantly, her white jade feet were burned in the magma, and there was a sizzling sound from the soles of her feet from time to time, as if she was being fried in an oil pot.

Pain, pain into the bone marrow, but Lu Yue'er did not have any expression on her face, she raised her feet and continued to move forward, every step she took, leaving a large piece of flesh and blood, but this did not affect her pace of progress at all.

Lu Yue'er walked much faster than others, and it didn't take long for her to walk out of the magma, at this time her feet had been completely deformed, her skin was burned black, and she shrank sharply, and she was a little smaller.

But from beginning to end, Lu Yue'er didn't even frown, at this time, there were large cracks on the bridge deck in front of her, Lu Yue'er did not choose to bypass these cracks, but chose to go straight forward, but when she stepped into a crack, her body immediately fell, and below was a full thorn bush, the white bones in the thorn bush were particularly conspicuous, Lu Yue'er still had no expression, and even her eyes did not have any panicked look.

"Pu"

With a soft sound, Lu Yue'er's delicate body fell into the thorn bush, Lu Yue'er only felt uncomfortable like a pinprick all over her body, in addition, there was a very strong tearing feeling, she could clearly feel the sharp loss of blood, Lu Yue'er closed her eyes, quietly felt this unbearable pain for ordinary people, the river was very deep, Lu Yue'er had been falling in the thorn bushes, her clothes had been torn by thorns, the exposed petite body was full of sores, and the snow-white and delicate skin was stained red with blood, I don't know how long it took, Lu Yue'er landed, she found that the ground was surprisingly soft, and her body was sinking a little bit。