The car was completely silent, as if there was no one inside.

Then he will enter the land of the dead and send all the Qinglian believers to the underworld to be buried with their teacher."

"Dingxuan Mountain is still the same Dingxuan Mountain, but I don't know how different the people who live in the mountain are from those days."

It was like a wisp of breeze that swept across his body.

From time to time, she stopped somewhere and stared quietly at the snowy scene in the distance, with a look of reminiscence in her eyes.

Wei Tao's tone was calm, without a trace of emotion, "So, you are not a warrior in the Northern Wilderness, but a member of the sect who has been cheating on others."

From the first wisp of breeze, in just three breaths, huge waves were already rising in Chu Yan's heart.

For the first time since entering the stone hall, Luo Qingjun looked away from Yunhong and looked at the dark red wall behind her, smelling the lingering sweet smell.

Dingxuan Mountain became more and more lifeless.

Luo Qingjun sighed lowly, slowly raised his head, and looked at the mountain gate in the distance that had stood for countless years.

Chu Yan kowtowed, and straightened up when he got close to him. Without any hesitation, he sat directly in the coachman's seat.

I obviously know every word, but when put together it becomes a holy book, and I can't figure out the key to it even after thinking about it.

Luo Qingjun took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again.

Compared with this man, all his years of hard work seem to have turned into a joke.

Even now, the identity of "Dingxuan's parents" is still retained.

A semi-circular object flew high into the sky, spinning to the ground with its black hair flying wildly.

but.

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

Chu Yan's face was pale and he was still struggling to support himself.

Luo Qingjun looked around at the unusually familiar environment and continued to walk slowly along the stone path under his feet.

In an instant, he had passed several halls, passed through a narrow mountain road surrounded by pines and cypresses, and arrived at Dingxuan Back Mountain, where few people usually go in and out.

All the faces were completely covered by the hood, and even the eyes were not exposed. There was nothing particularly surprising about it.

Click!

She occupies almost half of the stone hall, and the surface of her body is full of dense holes, and there are countless silk threads of various colors, like dense hair, going in and out of the flesh.

Under the hood, a lonely expression appeared on the left side of Luo Qingjun's face. After a long silence, he sighed and said, "Do you know who killed Junior Sister Gong?"

"Master Luo, are you ready to avenge your teacher? This is really a sisterly bond that makes the disciples cry."

By the time he stopped in the square in front of the main hall of Dingxuan, this doubt had reached its peak.

Yunhong blinked her rippling eyes like autumn water, and along with the wounds on the surface of the meat mountain, another pair of different eyes were added among the countless holes in an instant, and they blinked together.

Suddenly, a surprised voice came from inside the carriage.

"Could it be that Sun Xiyue came and slaughtered all my Dingxuan clan!?"

The entire Dingxuan Mountain was quiet.

It's so slow that I wish I could just crush it to death.

She paused, her face suddenly became distorted and crazy, and her voice was buzzing when she spoke again.

"One breath changes, three breaths changes."

The whole person became silent.

If Uncle Luo is determined, he can go to Qi and Xuan states now, kill Ning Xuanzhen and Qi Taiquan, and massacre their disciples and grandchildren.

The horses pulling the cart snorted from time to time, dragging the wheels across the road with endless creaking.

It's still covering up a little bit.

However, even Concubine Shang Ning took nearly two years from the time she started practicing the Nine Transformations of Lingming to reaching the level of the third transformation.

"Yes, Master Luo may not know yet, but the teacher is no longer in this world, and I don't know when and where he passed away.

Suddenly, a soft light lit up.

"As for the ninth change that follows."

In his perception, he did not see a person approaching slowly with slightly stiff steps.

Luo Qingjun narrowed his remaining left eye and focused his attention on Yun Hong.

But when it fell in Chu Yan's ears, it was like thunder, shaking him so much that he couldn't help but tremble violently.

Even within the deep mountains, everything is covered in a vast expanse of white.

"Are you Yunhong, the disciple of Junior Sister Gong!?"

There seems to be a life-devouring demon hidden inside.

One person and one rabbit, several steps apart.

In his eyes, the darkness ahead seemed to come alive.

Light and dark switch instantly.

At this time, the test for practitioners has really come. Whether you can break through the mystery and become a master, in addition to your natural talent and perseverance, there is also an element of luck based on your appearance, which really leaves people speechless."

Good things should be put to their best use.

Suddenly darkness surged like a tide.

"We are the Dingxuan Sect, and the Dingxuan Sect is us."

The entire carriage is illuminated.

Quietly, her figure gradually faded, as if blending into the wind and snow in the sky.

Suddenly, she suddenly raised her head and looked beyond the Dingxuan Hall in front of her towards the back mountain shrouded in the wind and snow.

Wei Tao walked out of the carriage, "To express my gratitude, I personally gave you a ride. I didn't let you get the bad name of a domestic slave with three surnames. You should be able to understand my good intentions."

At least he has to wait until he has drained it of its use value and used it up, and then let it use its final light and heat to fill the treasury in the status bar.

Huang Chen is a great master in the realm of yin and yang, and he is also a master who is favored by Brahma in the Northern Wilderness and surrounded by spiritual energy. Even if Ning Xuanzhen comes, he may not be able to take his life far away from Qinglin Mountain.

Then being blown by the howling north wind, my heart felt as cold as falling into an ice cellar.

Luo Qingjun frowned slightly, quickly turned a corner, and then passed through a half-open metal door.

Speaking of this, Yun Hong stretched her neck hard and stared at Luo Qingjun with her eyes.

The one sitting in the back sounds like he is about the same age as Huang Chen at most.

Immediately afterwards, a new line of handwriting appeared.

The cold wind swept across the wilderness, and the heavy snow danced with it.

"It's such a huge mountain gate, but not even a single person showed up. What happened?"

"The fellow sect of Lingming Mountain also had a bad fate. Thirty years ago, he had a fight with the Qinglian Demon Sect. He had not really recovered his strength. As a result, he was kicked through the mountain gate by the Northern Wilderness Prince and broke in. I don't know if he will be able to survive in the future.

Preserve the blessed land of Lingming Mountain."

With a bit of sudden joy.

"The Nine Transformations of Lingming, in a sense, should actually be the Three Transformations of Lingming."

The ground was a little strangely sticky, and there was a faint smell of blood, which even the howling cold wind could not dissipate.

The only difference is the person entrenched in the open space.

The vitality became more and more intense, but the feeling of chaos also became more serious. It felt like countless tangled threads to her, as if it was on the verge of collapse and explosion.

"Master Tao, I'm sorry for you."

All the disciples disappeared without a trace, and only she, the "resurrected" leader of the sect, returned to her hometown.

"you?"

"Those attendants who went to meet us should be back anyway."

The man was wrapped in a black robe.

I didn’t expect to see the complete Nine Transformations of Lingming here, it’s really an unexpected gain.”

Looking at that innocent and beautiful girl's face from afar.

Luo Qingjun took a deep breath again and slowly exhaled.

"It's like asking me to practice Xiuyuan Yiyuan Guiyuan Gong now. Although they are both sects' Quanzhen internal training methods, the fundamentals inside are different. Even though I have practiced the Nine Transformations of Lingming to the level of mystical senses, I want to

Getting started with Guiyuan Gong is not that easy.”

But Chu Yan's body tensed up instantly.

Gudong!

Taking the square in front of the temple as the center, it extends towards the surrounding buildings.
To be continued...