Cang Jue and Chiyou always closed their eyes, there was no joy or sadness on their faces, their brows were tightly locked, and they didn't pay much attention to Bai Wei at all, Bai Wei was just a link in this cause and effect, but not the source.

I saw that this aura continued to retrace along the thread of cause and effect, and finally the picture turned to the ancestral burial place of the Spirit Bird Valley!

In the end, there was a soft sound, and all the pictures shattered, revealing a tall figure.

Leng Xiao's pupils shrank, this person ...... It was the white-clothed swordsman he confronted in the fantasy realm of the ancestral burial place!

Nameless mountain, two tombs, two monuments.

The white-clothed swordsman's face reappeared, his gaze was far-reaching, as if through time and space, fell straight on Leng Xiao! Then, it turned into a wisp of light smoke, and finally returned to nothingness.

Cang Jue and Chiyou opened their eyes, their chests rose and fell violently, and this method of tracing cause and effect seemed to be a little difficult for the two of them.

It's just that Leng Xiao was still ignorant, so he saw the pupils of the two of them shrink, and blurted out almost at the same time: "Mu Xunli!"

Leng Xiao's heart moved, that white-clothed swordsman was Mu Xunli, and how did he appear in the illusion of the ancestral burial place?

Can...... Even if you know that he is Mu Xunli, what can you do?

Cang Jue's eyes were sharp, falling on Leng Xiao, and he couldn't help asking, "Who was that woman before?"

Leng Xiao did not hide it, and said calmly: "The eighth generation of the valley master of Lingque Valley, Bai Wei. ”

When he said the words "eighth generation", he was stunned and thoughtful.

"Lingque Valley?" Chiyou muttered, "It's also a big sect, and the rivers and lakes are quite famous, how can it have something to do with Mu Xunli?"

Cang Jue also frowned: "Lingque Valley has always been a good thing, Xu is Mu Xunli once looked for Lingque Valley for medicine." Leng Xiao, can I tell you what it has to do with Spirit Bird Valley?"

Leng Xiao immediately said: "The younger generation has been invaded by evil qi since childhood, and he once went to Lingque Valley to seek medical treatment, and he also has several relationships with the lord of Baiwei Valley. ”

Zi Xiaotian's eyes fell on Leng Xiao's face, seeing that Leng Xiao didn't seem to be cheating, he couldn't help but look down a lot again, when a few people were talking, he also understood a little bit in a daze, if that's all, what's the use of Leng Xiao?

"With all due respect, this cause and effect ...... Fade!" Cang Jue shook his head slowly, what kind of cause and effect is this? As long as anyone who can get along with Mu Xunli can have this kind of cause and effect, it is useless at all!

Zi Xiaotian's face was gloomy, he shook his head slowly, and said in a deep voice: "There are many coincidences in the world, but everything has its own fixed number in the underworld, Leng Xiao can not only be involved with Mu Xunli in cause and effect, but also appear here, there must be a reason!"

Cang Jue nodded solemnly, but Chiyou looked very kind, and his figure was also pot-bellied, and his face was full of red light. He patted Leng Xiao on the shoulder and smiled, "Child, you can be regarded as the mascot of our last fight!"

Cang Jue glanced at Leng Xiao, and suddenly said: "Actually, it's not useless, there is another way......

He was halfway through his words, but was interrupted by Zi Xiaotian: "Leng Xiao, the old man is a talker, this trial will make you the first, you follow the old man, the old man will keep you from dying!" His voice fell, and Cang Jue also stopped his mouth and said no more.

After this incident, Zi Xiaotian had nothing to do all day, Zixiao Totem died, and his cultivation was low, so he couldn't help at all. He patted Leng Xiao's waist, Leng Xiao estimated that Zi Xiaotian wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but his height was inferior and he could only get his waist.

I only heard Zi Xiaotian say slowly: "You went to collect the blood of the cangluan and the red dolphin totem, if you want to help at that time, you can also help." ”

Leng Xiao then said: "Senior, since you don't have a totem, why don't you choose one of the two?"

Zi Xiaotian chuckled, lowered his neck, and ruffled his hair: "Who said that the old man doesn't have a totem?"

I saw that on the back of Zi Xiaotian's neck, a white bull totem was tattooed.

"Needless to say, there is no need to say more. ”

The white bull inner dan has not been damaged, and the white cow cannot be regarded as dead, and the totem is naturally still there. But I don't know how Zi Xiaotian obtained this white cow totem, the white cow's cultivation is not as good as him, and it is useless to have this totem. He only needed to crush the white cow Neidan, and the totem would naturally disperse.

Barbarians, unlike trialists, can only exist in one totem, and loyalty to one totem is their belief.

Xu is sensing Leng Xiao's strange appearance, Zi Xiaotian smiled lightly: "Don't underestimate the white cow, hundreds of years ago, it was also a powerhouse in the Infant Realm!

Subsequently, Zi Xiaotian took Leng Xiao to the depths of the Cangluan clan, Cang Jue and Chiyou had long since disappeared, and the Cangluan people knew that Zi Xiaotian and Leng Xiao were distinguished guests, and they did not stop them, and the two went straight to the depths of the valley.

There is a lonely moon on the south branch, and there is a cangluan singing.

Although it is not night, and the moon is not visible, but Cangluan's immortal posture is also shocking to people's hearts.

The bird hovers on the branches, its blue-blue wings are brilliant, like a peerless treasure, magnificent and abnormal, and a few tail feathers draw brilliant colors in the air, making people feel like they are in a dream.

It looked at Leng Xiao, and even said, "You want to get the blood of my totem?"

Leng Xiao bowed slightly, but saw that Cangluan was still indifferent, his eyes were calm, he shook his head lightly, and said bluntly: "You, too weak!"

Cangluan glanced at Zi Xiaotian, then fell on Leng Xiao, and said a little angrily: "You just build a foundation and cultivate, I give you the blood of the totem and you can reach your own peak, but in fact it is completely wasted! My totem blood can make people directly enter the realm of the Yuan Infant, you are too weak!"

Cang Luan repeated again, Leng Xiao was bitter in his heart, the realm of the Yuan Infant, even many Tianjiao people in the Southern Regions did not have such cultivation, right?

Zi Xiaotian immediately smiled and said slowly: "You know what we are planning, do you think that Yuanying cultivation can be of great use?

"That makes sense!"

Hearing this, Cang Luan nodded after thinking for a few breaths, extremely upright, stretched out his beak and pecked a small feather under his wings, as if throwing it down at will.

The tiny feather fell lightly, Leng Xiao hurriedly stretched out his left arm, and the feather was attached to the edge of the yellow bird totem, but it didn't go in directly, only to see a flash of light, and a cangluan pattern appeared in an instant.

Leng Xiao suddenly felt a warm current in his body, and then there was a majestic fluctuation of aura, but unfortunately, more than ninety percent of this aura was scattered in heaven and earth, and it was invisible, and there were very few that survived, and it was completely limited by his own cultivation.

"Let's go, let's go and kill that old boy of the red dolphin again!" Zi Xiaotian smiled slightly, the more the wind and rain came, the calmer he became.

At this moment, on Leng Xiao's arm, the yellow bird totem suddenly flashed violently, and it was actually the yellow bird's request for help!

Leng Xiao was slightly surprised in his heart, he had always asked the Yellow Bird for help, after all, the Yellow Bird's cultivation was still above him before, but at this moment, the Yellow Bird actually took the initiative to ask him for help?

Leng Xiao suddenly stopped, and said hurriedly: "Purple senior, I'm afraid that something has happened to the Yellow Bird Clan, and the junior wants to go back first!"

Zi Xiaotian's gaze swept over Leng Xiao's arm, and when he looked at Leng Xiao, he showed a touch of approval. It is really rare to be affectionate and righteous.

He said: "You let Cangluan be with you, with Cangluan's protection, no one in this realm can hurt you in the slightest!"

The light of the cangluan totem on Leng Xiao's arm flashed, and the cangluan suddenly turned into a cyan streamer and disappeared into the totem.

"Seniors, juniors will go back when they go!" A pair of blue-blue wings suddenly popped out behind Leng Xiao, shining in the sun, gorgeous and extraordinary.

Zi Xiaotian laughed three times: "You go by yourself, do you want to go back or not...... It's just that the old man owes you a promise. You can rest assured, the old man will not let someone get the red dolphin totem, and no one will be able to compete with you. ”

Leng Xiao nodded immediately, and a figure in mid-air slowly dissipated in Zi Xiaotian's gaze, and it was actually very fast, leaving behind an afterimage.

Leng Xiao was anxious in his heart, and the scenery around him quickly swept past his ears, and he rushed back the same way, increasing his speed to the extreme, regardless of the consumption of spiritual energy!

can ask the yellow bird to take the initiative to ask for help, which shows that the situation is extremely urgent!

It was a journey of several months, but Leng Xiao had already rushed back in half a day!

At this time, on Leng Xiao's arm, the flickering yellow bird totem suddenly stopped flickering, and the light quickly dimmed, and even ...... Slowly dissipate!

Not far away, a terrible chirp suddenly sounded, and Leng Xiao suddenly roared, and the speed was already unstoppable!

But I saw that the dreamless spirits were stacked together, and suddenly they swooped down, and they all fell on the yellow bird like raindrops! The yellow bird's protective aura was difficult to stop the dream spirit from gnawing, and the dream spirit was knocked away again and again, and the dream spirit surged up again and again, and the aura was exhausted!

It could have walked, it had wings, who could stop it? But it was a totem, and it had its people under it, and it was the faith of those people!

How can it go!

The yellow bird chirped miserably, and the aura protection had been devoured by countless dream spirits, and then it was itself that was devoured!

Red blood was sprinkled in midair, as if it was raining blood!The Yellow Bird Clan's Savon Yimo led his people to constantly wave their weapons, trying to reduce some pressure on the Yellow Bird, but they were powerless!

The yellow bird chirped, miserable, desolate, hesitant, worried, self-blame, helpless, angry and indisputable!

A chirp resounded through the world and the hearts of more than 100 Yellow Bird people!

Their eyes were full of anger and their brains were filled with blood, but at this moment, everyone's movements suddenly stopped, and the aura on their bodies was rapidly dissipating, and everyone couldn't help but subconsciously raise their heads......

A mutilated figure fell from mid-air, flesh and blood blurred, and there were even countless dream spirits rushing into the stump!

The orange-yellow figure has long since turned into a dark red color!

The yellow bird fell to the ground with a bang, and his eyes were already gone!

Imosaon fell to his knees and wept like a child! All the Yellow Bird people fell to their knees with a bang, as if to make the world tremble!

The yellow bird's body was broken, but there was a touch of orange-yellow light in its belly flickering slightly, but this light was also rapidly fading!

Leng Xiao saw it from afar, and suddenly became furious, and suddenly swooped down, the blue wings waved violently, and a storm seemed to form around him, and after a breath, countless dream spirits were cleared and crushed!

An orange-yellow bead lost its dream spirit support and fell suddenly from mid-air, Leng Xiao hurriedly reached out to catch it.

Leng Xiao wiped away the blood on the surface of Neidan, and pinched the yellow bird Neidan in the palm of his hand, but he couldn't stop the crack on Neidan!

Click!

A crack spread rapidly from the top of the Inner Dan, and then ...... Divide the inner dan in two from the middle.

Leng Xiao roared suddenly, there seemed to be endless depression in his heart, and after a roar, there was only endless silence.

More than 100 Yellow Bird Clansmen knelt on the ground, their eyes blank, as if they had lost all their spiritual sustenance and were already lifeless.

Leng Xiao carefully put the Yellow Bird Neidan in his arms, and then lifted his sleeves, and there was only one totem left on it, the Cangluan totem.

Leng Xiao suddenly understood what Zi Xiaotian felt in his heart at this moment, whether it was the Zixiao totem he used to have, or the white bull totem that he didn't know how he imprinted...... How can it be so easy to give up?

It is a partner, a relative, who has shared weal and beyond, simple and pure, but incomparably real in this illusion. But now, he can only watch it perish, powerless to stop it.

Leng Xiao is still so deeply touched by an outsider, let alone a barbarian person!

That is, faith.