"Senior Brother Zhao, look, she is really looking at us!" Mu Li exclaimed and kept signaling to Li Muran.

Li Muran followed Mu Li's gaze and saw a row of female cultivators from Danxin Sect, most of whom were covered with veils and their clothes were the same, and they couldn't tell who was who.

However, Li Muran still discovered a familiar figure at a glance - it was not someone else, it was Yan Chuchu who was rescued by him that night by Sanyouquan.

Although the woman was still masked, Li Muran could still recognize her eyes and figure.

When Li Muran looked at the woman, the woman was also looking here. The two met. Li Muran smiled awkwardly, but the other party quickly turned his head.

"She was originally peeking at us, but when she was discovered, she felt a little embarrassed!" Mu Li whispered, "Senior Brother Zhao, which senior brother do you think she is looking at?"

At this moment, Master Zixia suddenly turned around and glanced at the disciples. Mu Li and others immediately closed their mouths, standing straight one by one, and did not dare to look around anymore.

After a while, several monks from the Divine Travel Period came here with their disciples. At noon, all the disciples of the four sects sent to the Catacomb City arrived.

"Fellow Daoist Chixia, why didn't he come to the head of the sect? Speaking of which, Fellow Daoist Cangxia has not made a public appearance for a long time. Last time we discussed the Catacomb City, he did not participate." A middle-aged man with long beards and sword eyebrows from the Jianling Sect suddenly said aloud.

Taoist Chixia smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. The senior brother of the sect is in seclusion and practices. This operation is led by the old Taoist in this sect."

"Fellow Daoist? The Sword Spirit Sect is Feng Tianya is Feng's head!" Li Muran felt a stern when he heard this. It turned out that this middle-aged man was the head of the Sword Spirit Sect and looked quite young.

Feng Tianya nodded slightly and sighed: "Tsk tsk, Fellow Daoist Cangxia is half an elder. When he advanced to the Divine Travel Period, we were still young disciples of each sect; in fact, his life span is not much left. This time, the retreat is probably the barrier of life and death!"

"Life and death? What does it mean?" Mu Li asked Li Muran in a low voice.

"The line of life and death, whether you practice in seclusion depends on whether you can make a breakthrough during seclusion! This is called the barrier of life and death." Li Muran whispered: "What he means is that the master of the sect is practicing in seclusion to seek breakthroughs. If you succeed, you can make great progress in your cultivation and prolong your life. If you cannot, you may not be alive."

Mu Li was silent for a moment when he heard this and murmured: "I hope the head master can succeed! All the disciples said that he is a good person and good people will be rewarded."

Li Muran shook his head secretly. Although he also hoped that the leader would practice smoothly, whether he was a good person or not was not necessarily related to the length of his life. Only those with strong strength and high cultivation can survive in the world of immortal cultivation and have more life span.

After a while, Feng Tianya bowed his fists and said loudly: "The time has come, everything is coming, I'll set off now! Let's take a step first, please!"

"Please!" The monks of the other three sects also bowed their fists and returned the gifts.

With a command, the ten cultivators of the Divine Travel Period of the Sword Spirit Sect each sacrificed their own flying swords and injected magic power, making the body of these flying swords soar in the storm. In the blink of an eye, they turned into giant swords that were more than ten feet long and about a meter wide.

These giant swords were scattered in the air, looking extraordinary, and the disciples of the four sects were stunned.

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

"Dear donors, we are leaving too!" A monk from Daming Temple stood up and said, and then led everyone in Daming Temple to leave one after another.

The people of Daming Temple also flew with their own weapons, but the monks who sacrificed the Divine Travel Period were not neat and unified flying swords, but different kinds of magic weapons. Some were a huge Zen stick, some were a round bowl, and some were a bronze bell. Although there were many varieties, they could finally carry the disciples and fly away together.

"Let's leave too!" Taoist Chixia ordered.

When Taoist Zixia heard this, he took out a talisman from his sleeve and threw it away. The latter flashed and turned into a huge colorful phoenix. Although this colorful phoenix is ​​paper like a paper crane, its shape is lifelike, and its size is more than ten times larger than a talisman paper crane, and its quality is even more different.

"Come up!" Taoist Zixia said to the disciples.

Mu Li and his disciples were very happy and stepped onto the colorful phoenix, showing joy. Especially Mu Li, who had not yet flew, was even more excited and excited.

After several disciples stepped onto the Caifeng, the Zixia Taoist floated and landed on the head of the Caifeng. He did not see him cast a spell. Just a light click under his feet, the Caifeng rose into the air and flew forward.

Although the speed was very fast, it flew very smoothly. As Cai Fengfei was flying higher and higher, the wind whistled by the sides, the disciples were nervous and excited.

After half of the incense stick flew out, 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 feel dizzy and a little discomfort in my abdomen." Mu Li said truthfully.

"It was probably the first time flying, so it was uncomfortable." Li Muran nodded. He had heard that a few disciples would experience this discomfort when they first fly the equipment, and in severe cases they would also feel nauseous and vomit.

Taoist Zixia hurriedly turned around and said, "Enjoy the Express Technique adjusts the breath, don't dirty Feifeng, who is your teacher!"

"Yes!" Mu Li agreed quickly. He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and exercised his skills for a while, then took out a gourd and drank a few sips, and immediately became energetic: "It's much more comfortable!"

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

All the disciples laughed out loud, and the atmosphere was quite relaxed.

In contrast, the Yuanfu Sect disciples on the other flying phoenixes not far away seemed much quieter. They sat honestly on the flying phoenixes sacrificed by their elders of their masters, and even had few opportunities to enjoy the beautiful scenery around them.

...

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

At the foot of the mountain on the west side is a small village where mortals live, but there is no one at this time. It seems that the people in the entire village have moved away from here.

On the east side, there is an obviously temporary stone house where more than a dozen disciples are guarding it.

Feng Tianya took the disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect to walk into the stone house first.

Li Muran saw the vast team of more than a hundred people walking into the small stone house, but none of them came out, and said in his heart: "It seems that the entrance to the Catacomb City is in that stone house."

After the disciples of Jianling Sect and Daming Temple entered the stone house one after another, Taoist Chixia also gave an order and walked towards the stone house with the disciples of Yuanfu Sect.

Li Muran followed the team into the stone house and saw a hole about a meter wide and narrow width. The damp breath mixed with the smell of some monster floated into his nose.

Taoist Zixia reminded the disciples behind him: "This was originally a nest of a fox monster. The first disciple of the Sword Spirit Sect here was to chase the fox monster and accidentally discovered the entrance to the Catacomb City. The entrance was originally very narrow, but it has widened a lot in the past two months. But you should be careful when you reach the dark place, take out the night pearl."

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

After entering the cave entrance, there is a steep downward staircase. It was originally pitch black, but because the stone walls on both sides are inlaid with a walnut-sized fluorescent light, it makes the place somewhat bright and can barely see the surrounding environment.

Li Muran had good eyesight, and the faint light was enough for him to see the road under his feet, but some disciples were not used to it, and they took out a fist-sized night pearl and injected some vitality.

Once these night pearls are injected with vital energy, they can emit bright light to illuminate the surroundings. The more vital energy it is filled with, the larger the range of illumination and the longer it lasts.

The Catacomb City is not sunny all year round, and it is pitch black. These night pearls are also distributed to the disciples by the sect, so that they can see the environment clearly in the Catacomb City and find treasures. However, a night pearl requires five spirit stones, and these fees will be deducted in the future when the sect pays rewards.

After walking downward for about four or five miles, the cave passage was still obliquely downward, without any intention of going to the end. The disciples couldn't help but be surprised.

"It's already so deep, haven't you arrived yet?" Mu Li murmured: "After going down, it's almost time to the underworld!"

Taoist Zixia turned around and smiled, "Actually, the Catacomb City is not much different from the underworld! Be careful, you will arrive soon!"

When everyone heard this, they were excited and walked out for several miles. Although the passage had not reached its end, it was no longer obliquely downward, but relatively smooth.

Not only was it gentle, but it was much wider, but Li Muran found that the stone walls on both sides of the passage were covered with moss, which was obviously not the newly opened passage.

As they walked, a gust of wind suddenly came towards them, and the disciples couldn't help but shivered.

"What kind of demonic wind is this? It's gloomy and cold!" Mu Li was shocked and even used a layer of stone armor technique.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?" Mu Li asked with concern when he saw Li Muran's eyebrows and eyes.

"It's nothing, the gust of cold wind makes it feel a little uncomfortable!" Li Muran said with a faint smile, but he was extremely surprised!

"What's going on? Why did the magic power in my body suddenly change?" Li Muran was secretly shocked. The moment he stepped into this place, he suddenly felt that the magic power in his meridians flowed smoothly like a fountain!
Chapter completed!