Huanmo raised his eyes to look at her, "Why do you ask that?"
"They are so similar." Shi Yu sat down in front of the second master, "If there wasn't a Demon Abyss, I would have really decided that they were the same person without hesitation."
"No matter who goes in the Demon Abyss, it will be difficult to come out. Otherwise, you are a vegetarian, who is a demon king?" Huanmo's expression was very calm. "Another, Lin Yuan appeared in a monster a long time ago, and Wen Heng was the master of the Dead Realm. If it was really the same person, it would be impossible that he had not been exposed for so many years."
Shi Yu thought of what he had heard in the Monster King City before, and knew in his heart that what the second master said was true, Lin Yuan had indeed become famous for a long time.
"What's more, no matter who he is, you can't even get any of your current cultivation. I'm always worried about what these things do, so it's better to practice hard." Huan Moyu said earnestly.
"You are right. I think this is useless now." Even if Lin Yuan is Wen Heng, why can't she do this little cultivation? Shi Yu took a deep breath, "Then I'll go back and have a rest first."
"Go." Huanmo waved his hand.
He snorted coldly until his apprentice left.
It’s right to bully his apprentice, it’s right to take advantage of his apprentice. If he doesn’t help his apprentice bully back, his name will be pronounced backwards!
Three days later, the Cold Food Festival.
After Shi Yu prepared various sacrifices, he went to the killing formation.
The other disciples of the Illusion Sect looked at the formation in front of them and couldn't help but wonder: "Why is this killing formation still there?"
Shi Yu didn't know what was behind her, and as soon as she entered the formation, she tried all her skills. I wonder if it was because Lin Yuan's training was very effective or something, but after an hour, she really broke out of the formation smoothly.
As soon as she came out of the formation, she saw a very simple tomb in the middle and a group of people standing in front of the tomb.
There were about a dozen of those people, including men and women, but most of them were older elders, and only one or two young people were young.
They are obviously not disciples of the Immortal Sect. They are wearing different white robes from the Immortal Sect. Some have silver cloud patterns embroidered on their sleeves, some have royal blue waves, and some are cranes or others. The colors are also different, which makes them feel like they are gathered together by major sects.
When Shi Yu appeared, all the people looked at her. After looking up and down, they asked the leader of the Fantasy Sect in front, "Is this your successor?"
The sect leader laughed and waved to Shi Yu to come over, "Good disciple, come and say hello to all seniors."
Shi Yu felt it a little and found that these people's breath could not be sensed at all. It seemed that their cultivation was probably at the same level as the sect leader. She walked up and bowed to everyone: "Sister Shi Yu has seen you seniors."
"No need to be too polite." The old man in front helped her up, and then Shi Yu saw Master Yichan walk out from the side and asked her, "Are you coming out of the formation?"
"Yes." Shi Yu was still confused, "Senior, are you here to worship Senior Wen Xuan?" She remembered that before she entered the formation, the sect leader had not even come back, let alone the seniors around her.
Chapter completed!