In Lu Xichen's heart, Shizun is the most powerful monk, and even Shizun has never seen Kui Niu, let alone others.

Bai Yi shook his head and said, "I haven't seen that kind of divine beast." ”

Hearing Bai Yi admit that he had never seen Kui Niu, Lu Xichen said with some pride: "If there is really an immortal family in this world who makes war drums from Kui Niu's skin, then it must be Lord Immortal Jun." ”

At the mention of Xianjun, Lu Xichen's expression gradually became solemn, and a complex yearning floated in his eyebrows.

Lu Xichen has great respect for the master who raised her, she knows that the most respected thing by the Hanyu Sect Master is the Xiaoyao Immortal Monarch, although she has never seen the appearance of the Immortal Monarch, but Lu Xichen has always regarded the Xiaoyao Immortal Monarch as a legend since she was a child.

Scattered immortals are not immortal and immortal, no matter how strong the strong are, there will be a day of falling, in the years of cultivation in the Hanyu Sect, Lu Xichen has seen the sad picture of his master sighing in the sky on a moonlit night more than once, and he has heard that strong admiration in the unintentional words of his master more than once.

Lu Xichen could clearly feel that the master's admiration for Lord Xianjun was from the heart, without the slightest flaw, and because of this, Lu Xichen became more and more respectful to the Immortal Monarch, and in addition to respect, he also had deep curiosity.

What kind of powerful cultivation is needed to dominate one domain and become the head of the seven scattered immortals of the nine domains?

What kind of earth-shaking power does the supreme strength of the Scattered Immortal Realm have?

Why did he fall, was his longevity exhausted, or was he calculated?

What kind of man is that?

The girl's longing fell like petals, in the rain of flowers, Lu Xichen seemed to see an ethereal figure, standing above the clouds, a hideous dragon entrenched at his feet, waving his hand, the mountains and rivers collapsed, the stars and the moon were lightless, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was already clear, and the sea and sky were reversed.

Lu Xichen fell into his own fantasy, the tempering of the underground world had exhausted this seventeen-year-old girl, there was no strong master behind her, and all the dangers were so real and terrifying.

Bai Yi was also tilting his head, looking at the dim cave roof, and there was a slightly lonely look in his cold eyes, only he knew the loneliness after reaching the peak of the human world.

"It's ......cold in high places," Bai Yi muttered in a low voice.

The illusion in front of Lu Xichen's eyes gradually shattered, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said softly: "When I left the sect, my master said that from now on, she will not stand behind me, only by learning to be strong, can I become a real Qingzhou Mingyu, not a piece of crisp porcelain." ”

Quietly listening to the girl's self-talk, Bai Yi was speechless, Bai Yi agreed very much with the decision of the Hanyu Sect Master, because no monk can be protected by others all the time, even if it is as powerful as the Immortal Monarch, the strongest in the human world, there will be a day of fall.

"Shizun loves my ...... very much"

Lu Xichen continued to whisper: "Since my father and mother passed away, I have been raised by Shizun, Shizun said that we are all descendants of the ancestors of the Lu family, and I am one of her juniors, in fact, Shizun is not my relative, we only have the same surname, but she raised me as a real relative."

Looking at the more and more sentimental of the master over the years, I know that the troubled times are coming, without the protection of the Immortal Monarch, the powerhouses of the outer regions will not let go of the rich land of the Qingkong Domain, maybe not waiting for those powerhouses who plundered the cultivation resources to come, the cultivation realm of the Qingkong Domain will be the first to be in chaos. ”

Thinking of Shizun Lu Zimo, Lu Xichen's expression was a little gloomy, Shizun probably also felt lonely, so he took his child, who was also surnamed Lu, with him.

Suddenly, she was a little stunned, she was just an annoying guy who tricked her into ten thousand spirit stones, why did she tell this bastard what was in her heart?

His face was slightly red, and Qingzhou Mingyu was rarely shy, but the next moment, when Lu Xichen heard a slight snoring sound around him, that pretty face became extremely hideous in an instant, and even his white neck was so angry that he blushed.

She herself inadvertently told the little thoughts of her daughter's family, which was actually regarded as a lullaby, this is not playing the piano to the cow, this is simply playing the piano to the pig!

"Eavesdropping on other people's secrets, ruffian!"

Lu Xichen shouted in shame, seeing that Wang He and Yu Qing were organizing people to prepare to open the last stone wall, he pushed Bai Yi heavily, and said angrily: "It's your turn, if you are lazy, I will freeze you into ice cubes and let you sleep underground forever!"

Bai Yi, who was taking a nap, opened his eyes, walked to the front of the passage, looked at the texture of the stone wall, and then urged the flying sword, ready to break through this last layer.

Wang He and Yu Qing were both in the passage, and there were seven or eight monks beside them, at least all of whom had cultivation in the middle stage of foundation building, because this was the last layer of stone wall, and no one knew whether they would encounter danger after breaking it, so those who opened the way were the best in the crowd.

Seeing Bai Yi participate, Wang He laughed, urged the flying sword, and was the first to slam the stone wall, and after him, more than a dozen people shot one after another.

The rumbling sound was always in the ears, and in the expectant eyes of many disciples, the last layer of stone walls cracked, a fresh cold wind blew, and the sound of the river rushing was more like a beautiful rhythm, and a little looming light appeared in the distance, and the cheers boiled in an instant.

"There's light, there's light!"

"Finally found the exit, we are saved!"

"Patriarch bless, if the disciple is saved today, he will return to the sect and practice penance for a hundred years!"

The entrance of the cave was not large, and only a few people could pass, Wang He was the first to rush into the entrance of the cave amid the cheers of many disciples, and Yu Qing followed closely behind him.

When the entrance to the cave was broken, everyone was cheering, even the elder Wang He and Yu Qing, who was extremely deep in the city, couldn't hold back the ecstasy in their hearts, but only Bai Yi always frowned, the spiritual power in his body was urged to the peak, and the Heavenly Skill was even more operational.

That's clearly a desperate look!

From the spiritual consciousness that radiated in an instant, Bai Yi sensed some terrifying things, which made him have to lift all his spirit and prepare for the coming danger.

Outside the passage, is a square hall, about dozens of zhang high, very empty, on the opposite side of the main hall, the river rushes out, a kind of water flow from the height of the roar of the fall is endless, a trace of light from the clear river water penetrates.

The place where the river flows out must be the outside world, and as long as you leave this strange hall, you can escape from this terrible underground world.

The monks were overjoyed, and when they came to this hall, they immediately fell silent, and everyone leaned against the wall, and no one dared to take another step, and they all looked up at the top of the hall.

There were strange cocoons hanging upside down, hung upside down from the top of the main hall by silk threads, and the appearance was a layer of swarthy animal skin, shiny and shiny, which looked not only strange but also very eerie.

Bai Yi stood in the crowd, coldly glanced at the strange cocoons above his head, and then looked at a strange boulder in the center of the main hall.

The boulder stood there very conspicuously, cold like a tombstone, this seemingly ordinary boulder gave Bai Yi a feeling that was more dangerous than the cocoon on his head.

"Put away your spiritual sense, don't act rashly!"

After Wang He saw the strange cocoon above his head, he first shouted in a deep voice, and some disciples who wanted to use their spiritual sense to probe the strange cocoon were stunned for a moment, and then immediately put away their spiritual sense.

This strange environment brought Wang He a very depressed feeling, even if he was deep underground before, he was not so depressed, this strange hall was like a tomb pressing on his heart, pressing him uneasy.