Ten days later, the Jade Rabbit in the secret realm of Yunlu rose eastward.

Yun Wubei and Nie Yuan stood together at the entrance of a wow valley.

This place is very far away from the blood pool on the mountainside, hidden in the gap between the two giant peaks of the mountain range, and the valley mouth is covered by countless ancient vines, and the terrain is extremely precipitous.

If it weren't for the guidance of the aura that the person could leave in the eyebrow yin and yang stick, it would be difficult to find this place.

In the valley in front of the two of them, a quaint altar occupies a space of more than ten zhang in a radius, and the whole body is composed of strange materials that are not gold and non-stone, and the silver glow sprinkled by the Nine Heavens Xuanyue is divided into six at a great distance from the altar and sucked into the platform.

Outside the valley, birds and beasts contend, and there are sometimes "rustling" sounds of beasts shuttling through mountains and forests, rubbing ancient camphors; But the valley is quiet and terrible, and the needles can be heard.

On the altar there were three people entrenched, two of them sitting cross-legged, and one of them seemed to be lying on the ground, unconscious.

With Yun Wubei's cultivation as his eye, he has already made the valley clear.

At the front of the altar sat the old man who was the head of the Hollow Mountain, and behind him was a woman dressed in a blue fish-scale armor, whose face was covered by a light veil and could not see clearly; And Chu Tianqi, the general of Daqing Fenwei, was lying unconscious behind the two.

Nie Yuan was staring at the old man in horror at the moment, his eyes were full of horror, and he muttered "three thousand steps" in his mouth.

But it's no wonder that Nie Yuan, I'm afraid that it's not much better than Nie Yuan.

Not long ago, Nie Yuan probed the feet of this clear old man in the cloud pattern vision, but the result was - a vast purple cloud pattern that covered the sky and the sun, like a mountain. The monstrous momentum inside made Nie Yuan just forget to glance at it in a hurry, and he spat blood from his mouth.

For a long time, Nie Yuan tried his best to lower his voice, his tone trembled, and he said in a trembling voice: "I thought that the enemy of the Star Lord was also an ordinary Jindan Realm real person, and the two of us joined forces to win or lose, and we were safe and sound." Can...... But this one-"

Yun Wubei's face was expressionless, and he said in a deep voice: "Since entering the secret realm, the traces of you and me have been under the control of this person, rather than shrinking back and dodging, it is better to face it directly." ”

Having said that, he was surrounded by countless doubts and confusion at the moment.

I thought that this person was here, and so were the remaining six people, but I was afraid that the fire qilin and the white-haired Yan Jun were also there. But it's this one who is alone, and his life is incomprehensible.

Secondly, with this person's cultivation as a Taoist, the two of them should be discovered by him before they have approached here. But now standing at the mouth of the valley for a stick of incense, the old man still ignored it, just closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

deliberately used Brother Chu as bait to lure his family forward, but he left it aside, what is the reason!

Besides, the woman behind her, just the first time she saw it, she had a strange sense of déjà vu, and this déjà vu was by no means a friendship between Pingshui, but seemed to be engraved in the depths of his soul.

There is still a way to retreat, and there is no fear of life.

Yun Wubei thought about it for a long time, and simply walked into the valley, separated by dozens of feet, and bowed to the old man.

"The younger generation has no sorrow, meet the seniors. ”

The sound spread in the mountain wind, spread far away, and hit the cliffs around the valley and stirred up echoes.

After a while, seeing that there was still no response, Yun Wubei secretly raised his head, seeing that this person was still indifferent. Immediately led Nie Yuan straight to the altar.

"The juniors are not sad, meet the seniors?"

At this moment, the distance is extremely close, and this one is still cross-legged, staring at the past without sorrow.

Under the moonlight, I saw that there was a palm print on the old man's chest on his dark coat.

On closer inspection, this palm print is slender and petite, with clear literature and science, and it is not easy to print it.

Nie Yuan also noticed the abnormality, and the two of them looked at each other, and a bone-chilling chill invariably rose from the hearts of the two of them.

"Where is the sacred, can leave a palm print on this Jindan Realm real person of more than 3,000 steps in the cloud road? But there is not the slightest trace of battle around this? And the real person fighting method of their realm, the mana fluctuation is enough to spread nearly a hundred miles, it is not an exaggeration to say that the wind and clouds have changed, but these days the secret realm is not shocking?"

A series of speculations came straight to his heart in an instant, and Yun Wubei secretly thought: In this way, there is only one possibility! There is a great supernatural cultivator here, and this old man who ranks three thousand in the cloud road has no power to resist!

Thinking of this, both of them were bloodless.

I had the heart to ask the old demon of Qingdai, with the strength of this old demon, he should be able to detect some abnormalities, but since that day, this old demon has once again fallen into silence, no matter how Yun Wubei called, he was deaf.

"Qingdai old demon?"

While thinking about it, Yun Wubei suddenly seemed to think of something, but it was a little unreal, and he muttered softly in his mouth.

For a moment, he suddenly looked at the woman who was covering her face.

At this moment, the old man's eyes slowly opened, and two raging flames rolled in his deep eyes, and the beard darkened again.

"The old man Qingsong and the sister Qingyao have been waiting here for a long time. ”

At the same time, the woman in the blue fish scale armor also opened her eyes, but the coldness in her eyes was like cold winter ice. Vaguely, Yun Wubei felt that behind the depths and boundless coldness of these bright moon-like eyes, there was an interesting killing machine floating.

"The seniors helped that day, and the juniors were grateful. But I don't know what the seniors have to do when they brought me here, if they are sent, but if they are within the reach of a certain Yun, they will never refuse!"

This green pine real person stared at the two calmly, his lips and teeth slightly open.

"Xiaoyou, do you remember that white-haired Yan Jun?" As the words began, the inexplicable smile on the face of this Qingsong real person spread, ignoring Yun Wu's stunned expression, and continued: "Before Yan Jun became famous for a hundred years, his cultivation was comparable to that of the old man, and he was famous on this road to the sky!"

The nightingale outside the valley cries into the valley along the mountain wind, and the old man smiled kindly and looked up at the starry sky.

"But just a few years ago, in a very short period of time, this Yan Jun cultivated to a great loss and fell to the foundation building realm. Do you know why?"

In front of the altar, Yun Wubei peeked at the woman behind Qingsong Zhenren out of the corner of his eye.

The latter happened to look at Yun Wubei at the same time, and the four eyes met for a moment, the woman turned her head, her cheeks as white as ice muscles and jade bones had a hidden ruddy color, and she was forced to retreat by a chill.

At this time, the strange feeling became more and more intense, but Yun Wubei dared to assert that it was the first time he had met this Qingsong Zhenren's sister.

But what does the murderous intent in this woman's eyes and the shyness of Fang Cai mean?

Taking a deep breath, Yun Wubei pressed the doubts in his chest and looked up at the old man.

"The younger generation doesn't know, and I ask the seniors to solve their doubts. ”

Qingsong Zhenren smiled lightly, and the figure of the fairy wind Dao bone stood up from the altar, and the light in his eyes flashed, as bright as a star.

"Hehe, Xiaoyou doesn't know, it's reasonable. But if the old man didn't remember wrongly, when he was in Linshou Cliff that day, Xiaoyou swallowed the blood of the evil unicorn alive!"

In the next moment, Qing Song's real figure was blurred for a while, and then appeared on Yun Wubei's side like a ghost, and raised his hand and palmed it with lightning speed, imprinted on Yun Wubei's back.

The sudden shocking change made Yun Wubei and Nie Yuan frightened.

Nie Yuan gritted his teeth, and saw that he suddenly stepped on the ground, "Qiang-" with a sound, the knife on his waist came out of the sheath, and the cold light wrinkled. In an instant, he was pressed to the ground by a mighty Jindan coercion, unable to move.

"Don't panic, little friend. ”

When Qing Song opened his mouth indifferently, a touch of red color burst out from his fingertips, and he blinked his eyes to submerge into Yun Wubei's body, "Three years ago, an ancient mound in the secret realm of Yunlu was born. Among the people who were lucky enough to enter the ancient mound at that time, there were the old man, Brother Shi, the fire qilin of the Chilian Sect, and the white-haired Yan Jun, hehe. ”

The words stopped slightly, and Qingsong Zhenren slowly withdrew his palm, stood with his hands in his hands, and sighed gloomily, his voice was rarely hoarse.

"It's really a deep understanding of Meng Lang, why don't you regret it too late!"