When it came to the Cangluan clan, there were radical people, although they didn't dare to do anything, they still glared at Leng Xiao angrily, and their unkindness was revealed. Originally, everything was fine, but it was after Leng Xiao took Babel Tower away that something suddenly happened, which caught people off guard. If it weren't for Cang Jue's timely action, I'm afraid that this huge tribe would be destroyed by a small worm.

This insect seems to be too foot to destroy, weak, and does not contain the slightest aura, but in action, it can hook the power of heaven and earth into its own use, and for a while it can be called Yuanying Monk to walk through the Huangquan Road.

It's just that when its strength is exhausted, in Cangjue's hands, it is still as weak as a plaything. I don't know what the Tower of Babel has to do with it, but I only put the Tower of Babel on its back, and this slender-legged insect can only be trapped safely, not daring to move the slightest. If the Tower of Babel approaches, the slender-legged insect will flee in all directions, not daring to resist in any way.

From the beginning to the end, no power was revealed on the Tower of Babel.

Cang Jue's hand was slightly retracted, and the Tower of Babel let out a sound of being overwhelmed, as if it was about to be pinched. And looking at the wailing of the Tower of Babel, the two slender-legged insects vaguely showed a look of joy and excitement. When Cang Jue withdrew, the Tower of Babel was safe and sound, and the insects became irritable again.

Cang Jue said: "The old man has lived for hundreds of years and has seen countless rare beasts, but he has never heard of this worm. Even during this period, the barbarians went to the altar of the cloud barbarian land to worship the heavens, and they never had any abnormalities. ”

Leng Xiao felt guilty and said: "The younger generation didn't notice it, resulting in the death and injury of the Cangluan people, the seniors forgave the sins, and the younger generations felt deeply guilty." "There is no intention to say more, the dead are gone. It's a little hypocritical to say it, but if you don't say it, it looks depressing.

A palm gently pressed on Leng Xiao's shoulder, calming his fluttering soul. I only heard Cang Jue say flatly: "Leng Xiaoyou doesn't have to mind, the old man can't get rid of this matter either." ”

The two went to the snow peak together, and met Xiao Jianghua, Qianshou, Nanfeng Xun, and Jiang Tai.

When asked one by one, those who knew nothing shook their heads. But they frowned at each other, as if they were clearly familiar, but they couldn't remember it anyway. It's like suddenly meeting someone you've seen before, and you only feel good-looking, but you can't remember the specifics.

After staying for a few days, Leng Xiao left the Barbarian Domain. One of the two thin-legged insects remained in the Cangluan tribe, and the other was taken away by him. He suddenly felt something in his heart, and connected it with the heart butterfly for no reason. The two appeared in the world almost one after the other, and their forms of existence were similar, so it was no wonder that he had such associations.

So, he dared to go to the Spirit Bird Valley with all his might.

During this period, Qiu Yansheng sent several messages, and after the antidote was brought, as Leng Xiao expected, Qingjian Zhenren only gave the antidote to Hanyue, and even Liao Mian and some people who chose to keep silent due to their indecisive personality did not give it. It seems that although the Qingjian real person is not strange on the surface, he is still angry in his heart. It is a real shame that he is so at the mercy of others.

After arriving at Lingque Valley, Leng Xiao didn't say much, and directly took out the slender-legged insect pig and handed it to Lin Xi. Lin Xi only glanced at it, and his face had a different color, obviously knowing something.

Just asked Leng Xiao to wait for a while, and saw Lin Xi suddenly fly towards a pavilion a few miles away, and the main entrance was also exempted, and he swept in through the window. After less than ten breaths, he hurriedly flew out of the window again, and there was an extra book-like object in his hand.

After approaching, it was clear that what Lin Xi was holding in his hand was a simple classic, five fingers thick and two palms wide. The cover of the classic book has long been old, the old is dull and light-colored, and some gray, I don't know what words were written in the past.

It's no longer important what you look like, it's what you hide inside. Lin Xi almost didn't pause, threw the classics on the table, and the jade fingers were twisted, like a breeze turning over a book, soft and graceful, and quickly glided through. After a few breaths, there was a sudden pause, and there were ink spots on the page, which were a little blurry, but they were clearly the same as the slender-legged insects.

Leng Xiao immediately looked at it, and saw three words floating on the painting: Yin Yang Ghost.

Thin-footed yin and yang ghosts, yin and yang in the abdomen.

If you don't avoid it, unless you have hands and eyes to the sky, you can only dissipate your yang energy and go to the underworld alone.

I only heard Lin Xi mutter: "According to legend, there are supernatural beings in heaven and earth, and because of their wonderful laws, they can be called innate spirits. This yin and yang ghost is one of the innate supernaturals, his body is stronger than gold and iron, and his sword is indestructible. Yin Qi is born in the abdomen, and it becomes a yin ghost. ”

Leng Xiao was shocked, just at this time, Cang Jue came with a message, his expression was solemn, only that there were ghosts in the clan, and he captured it with his own hands, and he was seventeen, and it was the person who was killed by the Yin Yang Ghost.

He explained this matter to Cang Jue, and was cautious about yin and yang ghosts. Cang Jue looked hesitant and said, "Leng Xiaoyou, those who are not conscious are called ghosts, and those who are sane are called ghost cultivators." The seventeenth post-life, although he only had a soul, he was conscious, and he was only afraid for a while, so he appeared after dozens of days. You can ask the old man for the lord of the valley, can they still be saved?"

Leng Xiao took advantage of the situation to inquire, and Lin Xi said: "You tell the patriarch of Cangjue that as long as those young people are still dedicated to goodness, they will be the same as when they were alive." ”

"Before death. Leng Xiao chewed on these two words in his heart. If the body is destroyed, it is considered death, and this life only represents the survival of the body. But how can ghost cultivation be called death? But it continues to exist in another form.

Maybe life or death has long been irrelevant.

Xu is seeing that Leng Xiao was a little relaxed, Lin Xi said again: "Being detained by the Yin and Yang Ghost as a ghost cultivator, with a strong dead body, you can't reshape your body, and you will not be allowed by the righteous path." At first, you may be able to uphold kindness, but then the rest of the day is unknown, and no one knows. ”

"Heaven and earth are lonely, except for the right path, the left side door is lonely. ”

Thinking like this, Leng Xiao only felt a chill in his heart. Back then, ghost cultivation was raging for a while, and it was vaguely visible. is only lonely, helpless and lingering in Yin Mountain. If the yin and yang ghosts are born, the ghost cultivators will definitely reappear in the rivers and lakes and cause chaos in the world.

On the previous page of the classic, the object depicted was the Butterfly of Sorrow.

Leng Xiao's heart moved, in the demon domain, there was a place of death, which was in the middle of the East China Sea, which was called the heart of the sea. Those who enter the sea can only lose themselves and eventually drown in the sea.

According to legend, Haixinya is the place where heaven and earth are bells, and there are all the good things in the world. I can't tell what it is, no matter how sad and angry I feel in my heart, I can only be happy when I enter the sea of hearts. It's just that rumors are rumors after all, and I have never heard of anyone who has really gone out of the sea.

"Haixinya, heartfelt butterfly. ”

Leng Xiao's expression fluctuated slightly. If it was as he expected, Shi Yao would also hold a Heavenly Tower in his hand and bring the Heartless Butterfly to the world.

He quickly flipped through the book. I don't know who wrote this book, the handwriting is sloppy, but it is not ugly, but it is a bit delicate and crazy, and foreign objects do not exist in the heart, which is exactly the case. In addition to the heart-wrenching butterflies and yin-yang ghosts, there are hundreds of rare and exotic beasts, and when they turn back, the first page is called Leng Xiao's ten fingers trembling.

Lin Xi's expression moved slightly, and a pair of beautiful eyes fell on Leng Xiao.

Leng Xiao's face had a dignified color, and he saw that on the yellowed page, the painted thing was like a lantern, with a square body and countless tentacles under him, which was terrifying. And there was a black mist all over the body, like a dark miasma in the forest.

"Kwai is ugly, the body is not stained, and it devours people's souls. ”

"Have you seen this beast?"

Leng Xiao exhaled a breath of turbidity, nodded slowly, and said: "There is no place to live, there is a sheep intestine path, Tongyang Heart Ancient Temple, there is a simple big bell in the temple, and the town under the bell is Kui Chou!"

Although he didn't see Aoi's ugly face back then, he can conclude that there are few descriptions in the book now. In particular, the beasts suppressed under the ancient bell also came from the place of death.

In this way, Leng Xiao can almost conclude that among the other places of death, there must be such strange beasts, a total of nine extremes.

He immediately bid farewell to Lin Xi and walked home. Thinking about it this way, Cang'er borrowed the power of the ancient bell back then, but he failed to completely suppress Kwai Chou, and it was still difficult to stop his might. The power of this beast is by no means weaker than that of the faceless back then, and it must be able to rival several distracting monks. I don't know who suppressed this with the ancient bell. Looking at the five domains, there is no such capability.

It is no wonder that there have always been strong and fortunate, and those who have come out of the land without habitat can be counted, but it turns out that it is only the murderous things that have been suppressed long ago, which has benefited the latter.

In front of the Blue Mark Sect, before he got close, he saw that there was a surge of spiritual energy, rainbow flashing, sharp and staggered, and there was no one left. The newly built pavilions and palaces can be counted by those who overturn. There was a shout, and there was a wail.

Leng Xiao immediately quickened his pace, looking at the sky above the clouds, on the edge of the cliff of the Blue Scar Sect, there were six people who depended on each other, their faces were hateful, they were covered in blood, and the long sword in their hands had already been curled and soaked in red.

There are disciples of the Blue Scar Sect, and their corpses are lying around, and blood is flowing all over the ground.

With just one glance, Leng Xiao figured out the ins and outs of the matter. These six people are six of the more than ten poisoned people.

The rest of the people are not among them, I don't know if they have been ambushed or fled, or they have not been able to muster up the courage to confront the sect.

There is an impermeable wall in the world, and the antidote has been obtained, so it is difficult to hide the breath of these high-ranking people, let alone the things that make these people nervous. There are several people who are righteous and awe-inspiring on weekdays, but in fact they are as timid as rats, cherish their lives like gold, and their brains are rebellious, and they have been doomed to defect from the sect since the day they took the poison. It's just that Leng Xiao never thought that this day would come so quickly, and these people are really impatient.

Seeing Leng Xiao coming, some disciples rushed up. Leng Xiao fell in mid-air, and several disciples hurriedly saluted, "Elder Leng!"

These disciples are happy and unpretentious. Leng Xiao's reputation has never been good, but this is the first time he has experienced such a scene. His eyes flickered, and he suddenly blurted out, "Where are the sect masters and the great elders?"

A disciple of the torture hall hurriedly responded: "Elder Hui Leng, the sect master and the great elder are leaving the sect yesterday. Hall Master Luo is unable to support it alone, and he can't do it, so he hopes that Elder Leng will help!"

"No need to say more!"

After all, they were the same family in the past, and they were the elders of the sect, and they didn't know how many years they had spent with each other, and it was chilling to make trouble to the point where it is now. It was precisely because Qingjian Zhenren and Xie Yunlei were not in the sect that these people dared to make trouble and wanted to seize the antidote.

A long-haired old man, with a hideous face, took Qiu Yansheng under his armpits, wrapped his arms around him, and roared: "Junior, where is the antidote, it's better to recruit it truthfully!"

Qiu Yansheng's cheeks were swollen, blood gushed out when he opened his mouth, and he still laughed and said: "Old dog, don't waste your efforts, the antidote has already been delivered to the sect master, and you will die of this heart!"