If this person's speed in breaking through the cultivation realm is like a flying arrow, then he, the Xuangan elder of Lingming Mountain, can at best be regarded as a snail crawling on the ground.

A piece of yellowed dead leaf came with the wind and floated past the side of the carriage.

Although he later faked his death and escaped to the Northern Wilderness, he never thought that he had become an outsider.

Standing at the entrance of the cave again, memories that I didn't want to mention were brought back to me.

Instead, a towering mountain stands in front.

Wei Tao closed the volume, closed his eyes and thought about it.

The sky is getting dark and darkness is coming.

There was also a feeling of being secretly observed and spied on, which also appeared along with it.

"Just now, when I sensed the breath of life, I thought it was someone who climbed to the top of Dingxuan Mountain, but I never expected that it was Master Luo who returned to the mountain gate."

Luo Qingjun took a deep breath of the cold air, raised his head and looked at the hall in front of him, his heart slowly sinking involuntarily.

"In just such a short time, he didn't even know if he had enough time to read through the secret books carefully, but he had already started practicing.

Luo Qingjun shook his head and stepped into the darkness.

"I am us, we are me!"

Amidst the heavy snow, it forms a scene of dynamic and quiet scenery.

"Of course it's me, and it's also us."

"There are many stories about monsters in the world, but they are all just rumors and hearsay. Recently, I have been in an unstable state of mind and have been plagued by delusions. I have actually learned to scare myself.

Wei Tao made up his mind and opened the Nine Changes of Lingming again, quickly immersing his whole mind in it.

Wei Tao rubbed his sore eyebrows, and after a long moment of silence, he slowly shook his head.

Light footsteps reached my ears.

His body was also trembling slightly uncontrollably, like an extremely depressed volcano that would erupt at some point with terrifying energy that would destroy everything.

The carriage door was opened.

"If Lingming Baoyu is found (damaged), should it be absorbed?"

It was precisely because of its help and the extremely complex blood network in his body that he was able to enter the Nine Transformations of Lingming so smoothly and directly practice to the third transformation.

After a long time, until the rabbit disappeared, she got down from the rock where she was standing and continued to climb the stone steps slowly.

"Being able to serve the Taoist Master is a blessing gained from the villain's previous life."

It was like there were many people talking and expressing their opinions nearby. The various sounds were mixed together and eventually turned into the roar of a swarm of flying bees.

A figure slowly emerged from it.

Only bits and pieces of debris were left, mixed in the snow and scattered on the ground.

It solidified just a dozen steps away.

The cold wind howled and heavy snow fell on the car.

She lowered her eyes, her eyes were cold and full of murderous intent.

The deeper she went inward, the more confused and solemn her expression became.

After walking a certain distance, Chu Yan finally saw the extremely wide battlefield. His heart seemed to be grasped by a cold big hand, and then squeezed inward with force, making his eyes darken and he could hardly hold on.

Sit upright.

Chu Yan's pupils suddenly shrank, and the corners of his eyes and mouth twitched slightly. He couldn't believe what he was feeling.

Of course, I still can’t understand her idea of ​​suppressing my cultivation back then and not allowing us to completely let go and go further.”

During Chu Yan's decades of martial arts practice, he had met one talented Lingming Mountain disciple after another, and watched them grow step by step and reach different levels.

After sighing with emotion, the carriage became quiet again.

I saw Chu Yan slowly lowering his head, his brain mixed with blood flowing all over the floor.

However, before he could begin to think about the meaning behind these two sentences, an inexplicably familiar breath quietly overflowed from behind.

The closest one was Concubine Shang Ning, who was taught the Dharma by the mountain master herself. Her high talent and qualifications and rapid progress in cultivation surprised even him, the elder of Lingming Mountain.

Whoosh!

Countless transparent threads danced wildly, driving Luo Qingjun forward.

Not long after, Luo Qingjun stopped at the entrance of a dark cave.

These words were like thunder, exploding in Chu Yan's ears, shaking his consciousness almost completely blank.

"Where are their people?"

Dark cracks, large potholes, and the lingering aura of terror can be seen everywhere, which almost directly triggers mystical delusions and plunges me into unbearable torture.

This time, Wei Tao did not make a choice immediately, but remained silent for a long time.

Suddenly, a sigh sounded from behind.

"What is recorded in this volume is actually a detailed explanation of the secret method inherited from Lingming Mountain."

This feeling is even more terrifying than the first time I saw Huang Chen. It makes people feel so palpitated that they can't breathe normally.

When he is in a high mood, he will be given generous rewards.

Before she finally chose to enter the Northern Wasteland, she lived in this dark cave for a long time, spending countless painful and torturous days and nights there.

Chu Yan, who was driving carefully, was slightly startled.

To be honest, he didn't understand.

Wei Tao stopped and turned around to look.

"Daozi, spare your life, I have no choice but to do it, they..."

"Before, your mood fluctuated and your true energy and blood circulated spontaneously. It was obviously the method of the Nine Transformations of Lingming."

Chu Yan took a closer look, and endless despair and fear suddenly surged in his heart.

Then there was a soft creaking sound, and the door of the carriage was opened. "Then you are in luck. I am quite tired now and I just need a coachman."

Chu Yan blinked, still unable to accept it for a while.

Two lines of tears flowed from Yun Hong's eyes, but she still had an unchanging smile on her face, "Unfortunately, the disciples don't know whose hands the teacher died in, but the Qinglian Sect is closely related to Xuanwu Dao and Yuan.

After waiting patiently for a while, Chu Yan felt a little cold for no reason, and a trace of unspeakable fear also surged into his heart.

A snow-white rabbit ran past her feet, clawing away the snow not far away and gnawing on the dead grass below.

"Even if they crawl, they should crawl back with His Highness on their backs."

"As the teacher's senior sister and the former head of Dingxuan, Master Luo should know exactly what the teacher has discovered. If you can tell us in detail, the whole Dingxuan sect will definitely be grateful."

The fallen leaves simply disappeared.

Finally, the darkness stopped changing.

Look at your nose with your eyes, look at your mouth with your nose, look at your heart with your mouth, and sit upright on the shaft of the chariot without moving.

Time passed little by little.

Chu Yan murmured to himself and looked at the front shrouded in darkness. The fear in his heart seemed to have taken root and was quickly occupying his entire heart.

The blood dripped down, and most of it was swallowed up by the dense threads and holes before it fell down. The remaining small part rubbed against the wall behind, dyeing it a large dark red color.

Wei Tao didn't look at him again and walked straight towards the sleeping Fucheng ahead.

He only felt a chill on his forehead, and when the wind and snow blew over him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable and strange feeling of relief.

"Master Luo went to Beihuang, and his whole person seemed to be a little abnormal. He even lost the keen eyesight that he had before to see everything."

After a moment of silence, she asked, "Except for Junior Sister Gong, where are the others at Shanmen? Where have they gone?"

The lights embedded in the stone walls were lit from near to far, illuminating her path forward.

The snow is falling heavily and the cold wind is howling.

Chu Yan looked around and took a look.

Along with it, there was a buzzing noise that filled her eardrums.

As a result, it only took a sip of tea to reach the level of cultivation progress that Taozi of Lingming Mountain would take years to complete.

Therefore, it is not advisable to kill the chicken to obtain the eggs.

And it's an infinite loop of nightmares.

Chu Yan suddenly trembled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, feeling that he had stepped into the gate of hell with one foot.

Chu Yan's heart suddenly sank, a layer of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, and he subconsciously opened his mouth to beg for mercy.

…………

Soon after, the treacherous threads began to close inward, leaving dense traces on the thick snow, and finally disappeared into the body shrouded in white robes.

Now just need to wait quietly.
To be continued...