Ling Xuan came to a dense jungle by himself, and here, it was already about three hundred miles away from the Immortal Spirit Sect. According to Xuanqing Zhenren's confession, the casual cultivator who is called an old man lives in this dense jungle.

In the depths of the jungle, there is a natural cave, called the ancient fairy cave, that eyebrow old road, weekdays in the cave penance, a year and a half difficult to get out of the door.

Ling Xuan withdrew his flying sword and silently landed on the ground covered by a thick layer of fallen leaves, striding towards the depths of the jungle.

Zi'er and Fang Qin originally wanted to come with him, but Ling Xuan refused them, first, 20,000 extraterritorial demons stared at the Immortal Spirit Sect, they stayed, they could help them at a critical moment;

Twenty thousand extraterritorial demons have approached a lot, and they have gathered about a hundred miles outside the Immortal Spirit Sect, and more extraterritorial demons have been gathering over in a steady stream, Ling Xuan thought, when they have gathered enough strength, they will launch a final attack on the Immortal Spirit Sect, Ling Xuan does not have much time, he must subdue that old man before the extraterritorial demons attack, otherwise, even if he is subdued, it will be too late.

Ling Xuan didn't dare to hesitate, he went straight to the deepest part of the jungle, a gentle slope blocked the way ahead, on the gentle slope, covered with vines and thorns, because it was already winter, most of the dense branches and leaves of the vines and thorns withered, Ling Xuan saw at a glance that on the gentle slope that was like a natural stone wall, there was a crack like a big mouth opened by a demon, the crack was more than a person high, about four feet wide, and it was pitch black inside, and there was no bottom.

Ling Xuan gently peeled off the withered vines covering the surrounding area of the rift, and sure enough, he saw the couplet that Xuan Qing Zhenren said, the upper couplet was: God comes to God and dies, and the immortal comes to die, and the lower couplet is: Demon Monster Demon Monster Demon Devil Demon Monster In the middle are the three big characters of 'Gu Immortal Cave'.

Ling Xuan smiled dumbly, the couplet was nondescript, but it faintly revealed the world's greatness, the domineering spirit of the only one, the person who wrote the couplet can be described as extremely arrogant, whether it is seen by the immortal Dao or the people in the Demon Sect, it must be life and death.

Ling Xuan shook his head again and smiled bitterly, before coming, he had a little understanding of this old way from Xuan Qing Zhenren's mouth, but the stinky temper of that old man was obviously not as 'gentle' as Xuan Qing Zhenren said, which could be seen on that couplet.

However, Ling Xuan made up his mind to come, and he also made sufficient preparations along the way, at this time, he was full of confidence, and he stomped on the gentle slope with all his strength, and suddenly the mountain shook the ground, Ling Xuan opened his throat and shouted at the entrance of the cave: "Yimei Dao Chief, the treasure is here!"

Ling Xuan used a bit of mana and the skill of Mount Tai to press the top on his feet, and stomped down fiercely, which can be described as shaking the mountain, and in the loud roar, he felt that the entire dense forest shook violently, startling a migratory bird that inhabited the depths of the dense forest, and flew in all directions.

Ling Xuan's purpose was very simple, it was to 'invite' that old man to come out in this way. According to Xuanqing Zhenren's words, this old man is weird, once he hides in the Gu Immortal Cave, it is not a miracle that he can't come out for ten years and eight years, even if he comes out once or twice in those ten years and eight years, there is no treasure.

Except for magic weapons, Yimei Lao Dao is not interested in anything.

Of course, Ling Xuan can also walk directly into the Gu Immortal Cave, but not to mention the unfathomable cultivation of the old Dao of Yimei, he is also good at the arrangement and use of formation prohibitions, this Gu Immortal Cave, inside and out, he has arranged nine hundred and eighty-one large formations, seven seven and forty-nine prohibitions, starting from the entrance, until the depths of the Gu Immortal Cave, every step is a formation, every step is a prohibition, and it is stronger than the other. Unless that old man voluntarily let outsiders in, otherwise, others would never be able to enter the Gu Immortal Cave.

When Xuan Qing Zhenren talked about this, Ling Xuan didn't believe it very much, but when he saw the nondescript couplet at the entrance of the cave, he was convinced of it.

God comes to the gods to die immortals, immortals to death, demons and monsters give birth to demons and demons, it looks extremely arrogant, but behind this arrogance, I am afraid it is extraordinary strength, otherwise, for many years, how can this ancient immortal cave and that old way have existed?

Since he couldn't enter the Gu Immortal Cave, Ling Xuan thought about asking Yimei Lao Dao to come out by himself, and stomped it hard, but he didn't respond for a long time. Ling Xuan waited for a moment, then stomped down again, and shouted at the same time: "Yimei Dao Chief, send the baby." ”

Except for the panicked flight of the migratory birds and beasts in the forest, there was no response in the cave for a long time.

"Could it be that the old man is out?"

When Ling Xuan was secretly puzzled, he had been squatting on his shoulder to look at the lively Red Feather, as if he had been frightened by something, suddenly screamed, flapped his wings violently and flew into the distance, and then, a strong wind rushed out of the Ancient Immortal Cave and chased after Red Feather.

With Ling Xuan's cultivation, he couldn't see clearly what that strong wind was, but he felt a foul smell flash from his side, and disappeared into the depths of the dense forest in an instant. Ling Xuan paused slightly, then smiled. But he didn't chase it, he just leaned against the entrance of the Gu Immortal Cave and looked at the direction where the strong wind disappeared with interest.

Sure enough, it was only a moment of effort, and the strong wind flew back at several times the speed of the time it left, "Haha...... Sure enough, it is an innate spiritual treasure, and the old Taoist is not shallow!"

This time, Ling Xuan finally saw clearly, but the strong wind was not anything, but an old Taoist who was about eighty years old. This old man, short stature, only about the height of Ling Xuan's shoulders, but he is very fat, his tall~ round belly, almost set off his whole person into a spherical shape, he has a bald head, a face, and almost a spherical shape, and the most striking thing is his two long white eyebrows. Those two eyebrows were the thickness of a little finger, as if all the hair on his body had grown on them, and those two eyebrows were about three feet long, and as he ran quickly, those two eyebrows fluttered behind him, like two white ribbons.

After the old man caught the red feather, he laughed all the way and ran towards the Gu Immortal Cave, as if he didn't see Ling Xuan standing at the entrance of the Gu Immortal Cave at all, seeing that he was about to dodge into the Gu Immortal Cave, Ling Xuan hurriedly dodged and stopped the entrance of the Gu Immortal Cave, although his body was emaciated, but the entrance of the Gu Immortal Cave was not big, his thin body could be enough to block the entrance of the Gu Immortal Cave, and a fly could not fly in. "Ichibashi, please...... Please wait a moment. ”

The old road that was rushing suddenly stopped, as if the stubborn rock that was rapidly rolling down the cliff suddenly stopped in mid-air, giving people a very strange feeling. He stopped, and Ling Xuan finally saw the whole picture, but he couldn't help frowning suddenly. But seeing this old eyebrow, short and fat, although he looks like he is in his eighties, his skin is extremely delicate and ruddy, just like the skin of a newborn baby, not old and strong, but not ugly. It's just that his tattered clothes and unkempt appearance are alive and well like a wild man who has not changed his clothes or bathed for decades, and the strange smell of rot, wet mildew, staleness, etc., which makes people dare not approach, can be clearly smelled from a distance of a few feet.

Ling Xuan looked him up and down, his eyebrows also looked Ling Xuan up and down, his thin eyes exuded bursts of brilliant light, Ling Xuan suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a wild wolf, and he felt like he couldn't sit still. While looking at Ling Xuan, he sighed: "Tsk, it's strange, it's strange." ”

Ling Xuan felt very unnatural when he looked at him, raised his hand and pointed at the red feather that was tightly grasped by him and was almost suffocated, and said, "One eyebrow is long, it ......"

Yimei Lao Dao immediately withdrew his hand vigilantly, hid the red feather behind him, and glared at him: "Mine!"

Ling Xuan nodded and said, "It's about to be pinched to death by you." ”

The old man was suspicious and took the red feather to his eyes, but saw that it stretched its neck, stuck out its tongue, and a pair of small bird's eyes had turned white, looking like it was about to die.