The lush mountains, the sound of birds, and the beautiful valleys make it a great place to visit.

The ancestral hall of the Fang family is also located here.

At this time, under a big tree outside the Linnan Valley, a young man was sitting cross-legged, holding a pale cyan stone with both hands, and there was a pale blue light flickering in the lower abdomen dantian.

Suddenly, the young figure snorted coldly, and then trembled, and the light slowly disappeared, and then, the person sitting cross-legged on the ground also slowly opened his eyes, revealing a more handsome young face.

This person was Qingyu who had left Linnan City, and it was the light cloud stone in his hand, he looked down with a depressed expression on his face.

It has been several days since the light marble was in his hand, and he really studied it for several days without white or black, but unfortunately, he just didn't study it thoroughly, and this gem has no other reactions and characteristics except for being good-looking and cold in the hand.

Somewhat depressed, he put the light marble into a wooden locket, and carefully and cautiously put it in his arms.

Then, Qingyu stood up, moved his numb hands and feet, and recalled his experience in the past ten days.

After he left the Xiping Gang, he tried to find out in many ways, after all, even if it was just a gathering between immortal cultivators, those mortals would also find some things that were different from ordinary or even abnormal, and these things were often related to immortal cultivators.

The hard work paid off, and he inquired that in the depths of the Linnan Valley, a strange thing had happened in the past few days, that is, there was an extra cloud of long-lasting fog in the center of the deep valley, that is, some mortals found that after entering the fog, no matter which direction they went in, they would walk back to the original entrance.

It stands to reason that it is normal to have some mountain fog in the depths of the Linnan Valley, but this is the first time that this strange fog has nothing to do, so gradually many villagers run in and out, idle and have nothing to play.

But it seemed to infuriate the "fog", which trapped a villager for three days, nearly killing the mortal inside.

Qingyu has now determined the location of the party, but he is not in a hurry to participate, but decides to go to the local villagers' homes for the night first, recharge his energy, and set off early tomorrow morning.

So, Qingyu tidied up his clothes a little and set off for the nearest village.

As soon as he entered the village where he wanted to stay, he saw a young man dressed in white, and behind him stood a beautiful woman like a flower, and then a young man with a strong body.

These three people were Fang Jun, Fang Cang, and Fang Muning who were about to leave from Linnan City.

Qingyu was a little surprised, Fang Jun was the same, Fang Cang's face was expressionless, but two touching blush appeared on Mu Ning's delicate face, although Qingyu and her were not officially married, but Qingyu was already her husband in name.

Fang Jun stepped forward very calmly and said with a smile, "Brother-in-law, I didn't expect you to come here too," he shook his head again as he said that, "Oh, yes, Senior Han said that you are a disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect, and you want to go to Linnan Valley to find someone from the sect." ”

Qing Yu was stunned for a moment when he heard this, what?Disciple of the Ghost Spirit Sect?Does it have anything to do with him?Could it be that Liu Chen has already logged his name into the Ghost Spirit Sect?No.

He said: "That, Brother Fang, in fact, I am really not a disciple of that Ghost Spirit Sect, junior brother, I am stupid, how can I be accepted as a disciple by that kind of big sect, I am just a casual cultivator." ”

Fang Jun was also stunned when he heard this, how could this be, he originally thought that he had also brought in a strong helper for his family, but it turned out to be just a casual cultivator? However, he was also a person who had experienced a lot of things, and he was not the kind of hairy boy who didn't understand anything, so he then said: "What does it matter if it is yes or not? Brother, your qualifications are really good, and the casual cultivation in the general Qi cultivation period is definitely not your opponent, then, it is not a problem for you to even join the Hehuan Sect and Chu Yun Pavilion." ”

The two exchanged polite words again, and Qing Yu brought the topic to the point, "Brother Fang, I never know, where is that party?"

Fang Jun has been to the north, "It's in the middle of that mountain, it's very close, with our foot strength, it won't take half an hour to reach it." ”

"Wait, Brother Fang, do you say, 'We'?

When Fang Jun heard this, he smiled and said, "It seems that brother, you are really a fledgling casual cultivator, you don't even know this, or I'll popularize it for you." ”

It turns out that the so-called Linnan gathering is divided into two parts, one is the conference, the other is the small meeting, and the so-called small meeting is the trade fair, and all kinds of strange items will appear at the trade fair, these items are not only useful for immortal cultivators like Qingyu, but also for martial arts masters like Fang Jun.

The way of martial arts is not as long as that of cultivating immortals, and the longevity of immortal cultivators is very long, and even if martial arts practitioners reach the point where they can match the masters of the Yuan infant stage, they are actually only five hundred years old.

Therefore, those cherished heavenly and earthly treasures have become the common goal of martial arts practitioners and immortal cultivators.

The two of them talked and laughed farther and farther, Fang Muning followed behind, looking at Qingyu who didn't pay attention to her at all, and suddenly there was an indescribable faint sadness in her heart.

In the depths of the Ghost Fog Mountain, in the gloomy area where the sun does not see the light of day all year round, a handsome man with an extremely pale face walked by, and there were even cracks on the fan blades in his hand.

He is the contemporary sect master of the Ghost Spirit Sect, Xiaoling White Ghost Yuan Xiao, the crack on the fan on his hand is also caused by the forced urging of the secret technique in order to cover Mo Yefei's breakthrough, and the fight with the old monster in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and now he still has a lot of internal injuries on his body.

At this moment, he was about to go to the forbidden place of the Ghost Spirit Sect, the "Ghost Road".

This forbidden land is only qualified to enter by the elders of the Yuan Infant Stage, with his strength, there should be no problem, of course, that is when he is not injured.

He came to a large gate with all sorts of ghosts carved on it, and the door itself exuded an eerie aura.

Yuan Xiao looked at the gate with cold eyes, and then his right hand suddenly exerted force, and a terrifying coercion burst out from his right hand, one against the gate, and then suddenly forced, and the gate also opened.

Whether it is Yuan Xiao's coercion or the coercion attached to this door, it surpasses Han Yi, a late-stage master of the Yudan, of course, the most surprising thing is not these, if Qingyu is here, he will definitely find that this door is exactly the same as the door he pushed open in the Xuanjue Gate before!

After the door opened, Yuan Xiao clenched a black stone in his left hand, his eyes released a resolute gaze, and he plunged into the gate.

Soon after he entered, two old men in gray robes soon came to the door, one glanced at it and sighed, "Yuan Xiao, this kid still can't hold his breath, and he actually rushed in with an injury." ”

The other old man disagreed, saying, "The disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect should be like this. ”

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