"Senior Brother Zhao, look, she's really looking at us!" Mu Li exclaimed, and couldn't stop signaling to Li Muran.

Li Muran followed Mu Li's gaze, and sure enough, he saw a row of female cultivators of the Danxin Sect, most of them were veiled, and their clothes were the same, and they couldn't tell who was who.

However, Li Muran still saw a familiar figure at a glance - it was none other than Yan Chuchu, who was rescued by him by the Sanyou Spring that night.

Although this woman is still masked, Li Muran can still recognize the eyes and figure.

When Li Muran looked at this woman, it happened that this woman was also looking here, and the eyes of the two met, Li Muran smiled awkwardly, but the other party quickly turned his head.

"She was originally peeking at us, but she was a little embarrassed to be revealed!" Mu Li whispered, "Senior Brother Zhao, which senior brother do you say she is looking at?"

At this moment, Master Zixia Daoren suddenly turned around and glanced at all the disciples, and Mu Li and the others immediately closed their mouths and stood straight one by one, not daring to look around.

After a while, several more monks from the Fugue period came here with their disciples, and by noon, all the disciples of the four sects sent to the underground tomb city had arrived.

"Chixia Daoyou, why didn't the head of your sect, Cangxia Daoyou, come? Speaking of which, Cangxia Daoyou hasn't appeared openly for a long time, and he didn't participate in the last time we discussed the matter of the Underground Tomb City. A middle-aged man with a long beard and sword eyebrows from the Sword Spirit Sect suddenly said loudly.

The Chixia Daoist smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, the senior brother in charge is in retreat and cultivating, and this operation is temporarily led by the old Dao." ”

"Feng Daoyou, the Sword Spirit Gate is the head of the Sword Spirit Gate!" Li Muran's heart sank when he heard this, it turned out that this middle-aged man was the head of the Sword Spirit Gate, and he looked quite young.

Feng Tianya nodded slightly, and sighed: "Tsk, Cangxia Daoyou is half an elder of us, when he advanced to the fugue stage, we were still young disciples of various sects;

"What do you mean?" Mu Li asked Li Muran in a low voice.

"The line between life and death, the practice of retreat, whether it is life or death, depends on whether there can be a breakthrough during the retreat! This is called the relationship between life and death. Li Muran whispered: "What he means is that the master of the sect is in retreat to seek a breakthrough, if he succeeds, he will be able to cultivate to a great advance and prolong his life, if not, I am afraid that he will die soon." ”

Mu Li was silent for a moment when he heard this, and muttered: "I hope that the master can succeed! All the disciples said that he is a good person, and good people have good rewards." ”

Li Muran secretly shook his head in his heart, although he also hoped that the head of the sect would cultivate smoothly, but whether he was a good person or not was not necessarily related to the length of his life. Only those who are strong and have high cultivation can survive in the world of cultivating immortals and have more longevity.

After a while, Feng Tianya hugged the fist group and saluted, and said loudly: "The time has come, everyone who should come is here, I'll wait for this to come out!

"Please!" the other three fugue monks also clasped their fists in return.

With an order, the ten iQue Stage cultivators of the Sword Spirit Sect each sacrificed their own flying swords and injected mana, causing the size of these flying swords to rise against the storm, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a giant sword with a handle of more than ten zhang long and as wide as a zhang.

These giant swords were horizontal in the air, looking extraordinarily imposing, and the disciples of the four sects were stunned.

"Go to the sword!" Feng Tianya ordered, and immediately, the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect stepped on these flying swords one after another, and under the imperial sword of the elders of their respective divisions, they flew high into the air, and flew far away in a moment.

"Donors, I'll leave too!" a senior monk from Daming Temple stood up and saluted and said, and then led everyone in Daming Temple to leave one after another.

The people of Daming Temple also rely on imperial weapons to fly, but those monks in the fugue period sacrificed not neat and uniform flying swords, but different types of magic weapons, some are a huge Zen staff, some are a round bowl, and some are a bronze bell, although there are many patterns, but they can finally carry those disciples and fly away together.

"I'll wait and go!" Chixia Daoist ordered.

Hearing this, Zixia Daoist took out a talisman from his sleeve and threw it casually, and the latter turned into a huge colorful phoenix in a flash, although this colorful phoenix is also paper-based like a paper crane, but the form is lifelike, and the size is more than ten times larger than the rune paper crane, and the quality is even more vastly different.

"Come on!" said Zixia Daoist to the disciples.

Mu Li and other disciples were overjoyed, and they stepped on the colorful phoenix one after another, and they were overjoyed. Especially a disciple like Mu Li, who had not yet flown before, was even more excited and excited.

After several disciples stepped on the Caifeng, the figure of Zixia Daoist floated and landed on the Caifeng, and he was not seen casting spells, but with a slight step, the Caifeng rose into the air and flew forward.

Although the degree is very fast, but the flight is very smooth, watching Caifeng fly higher and higher, the wind whistling on both sides, the disciples are nervous and excited.

After flying out of the time of half a pillar of incense, Mu Li, who was originally extremely excited, became a little dull, and his face was a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Li Muran asked with concern when he saw this.

"I was a little dizzy and I felt some discomfort in my stomach. Mu Li said truthfully.

"Probably the first flight, so it wasn't comfortable. Li Muran nodded, he had heard that a small number of disciples would experience this kind of discomfort when flying for the first time, and Yan Zhan would also have nausea and vomiting.

Hearing this, the Zixia Daoist hurriedly turned around and said, "Adjust your breath with fast luck, don't stain the Feifeng who is a teacher!"

"Yes!" Mu Li hurriedly agreed, he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes for a while, then took out a gourd and drank a few sips, and suddenly became energetic: "Much more comfortable!"

Seeing this, Zixia Zhenren raised her head and laughed: "Li'er, you often drink spiritual wine to practice, it seems that you have become addicted to alcohol! You haven't learned other skills as a teacher, but in drinking, you have to be the true inheritance of the teacher, haha!"

All the disciples burst out laughing, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.

In contrast, the disciples of the Yuan Fu Sect on the other flying phoenixes not far away seemed much quieter, and they honestly sat on the flying phoenixes sacrificed by the elders of their respective masters, and they didn't even have many opportunities to enjoy the beautiful scenery around them.

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In the sky, flying swords and flying phoenixes fell one after another, and the cadres of the four sects of Kuanglu came to an inconspicuous hill.

At the foot of the mountain on the west side was a small village inhabited by mortals, but there was no one at this time, and it seemed that the entire village had moved away.

On the east side, there was an apparently makeshift stone house, where more than a dozen disciples were guarding.

Feng Tianya took the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect and took the lead into the stone house.

Li Muran saw the mighty team of more than 100 people walking into the small stone house, but none of them came out, and said secretly in his heart: "It seems that the entrance to the underground tomb city is in that stone house." ”

After the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect and the Daming Temple entered the stone house one after another, the Chixia Daoist also gave an order and walked towards the stone house with the disciples of the Yuan Fu Sect.

Li Muran walked into the stone house with the team, and sure enough, he saw a wide and narrow hole, and the damp breath mixed with the smell of a certain demon beast wafted into his nose.

Zixia Daoist reminded several disciples behind him: "This was originally a lair of fox demon beasts, and the first disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect to appear here was to chase and kill that fox demon and inadvertently appeared at the entrance to the underground tomb city. The entrance, which was originally narrow, has been widened quite a bit in the past two months. But you still have to be careful with your step, and when you get to the dark, take out the Night Pearl. ”

"Yes, Master!" Li Muran and the others agreed in unison.

After entering the entrance of the cave, there is a steep downward staircase, which was originally pitch black, but because the stone walls on both sides are inlaid with a walnut-sized glowstone every few zhang, it glows with a faint fluorescence, making it somewhat bright here, and you can barely see the surrounding environment.

Li Muran's eyesight is good, and this faint light is enough for him to see the road under his feet, but some disciples are not used to it, and they all take out a fist-sized night pearl and inject some vitality.

These night pearls, once injected with vitality, can emit a bright light, illuminating the surroundings, the more vitality is filled, the larger the illumination range, and the longer it lasts.

The underground tomb city does not see the light of day all year round, it is pitch black, and these night pearls are also released by the sect to the disciples, so that they can see the environment clearly in the underground tomb city and look for treasures. However, a night pearl costs five spirit stones, and these expenses will be deducted when the sect releases rewards in the future.

After walking down for about four or five miles, the cave passage was still slanting downward, without the slightest intention of the end, and the disciples couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"It's already so deep, haven't you arrived yet?" Mu Li muttered, "Further down, it's almost to the Netherworld!"

Zixia Daoist turned around and smiled: "Actually, that underground tomb city is not much different from the Netherworld Mansion!

When everyone heard this, their spirits were lifted, and after walking for a few miles, although the passage did not come to an end, it was finally no longer oblique downward, but relatively gentle.

Not only gentle, but also much wider, but Li Muran appeared, the stone walls on both sides of the passage were covered with moss, obviously this is not a newly opened passage.

As they walked, suddenly a yin wind rushed towards them, and all the disciples couldn't help but shiver.

"What kind of demon wind is this, gloomy and cold!" Mu Li was startled, and even sacrificed a layer of stone armor.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Mu Li asked with concern when he saw a slightly unnatural look on Li Muran's eyebrows.

"It's nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable that gust of wind blowing!" Li Muran said with a faint smile, but in his heart, he was extremely surprised!

"What's the matter?, why did the mana in my body suddenly change?" Li Muran was secretly shocked in his heart, the moment he stepped into this place just now, he suddenly felt that the mana in his meridians flowed smoothly throughout his body like a spring!

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