The mountain wind rose again inexplicably, like the cry of the soul. First, there were wisps, and then all the wind gathered on the stone mountain. When tears were hazy, Shi Yu saw the silver inheritance key slowly rising, and the silver light gradually gathered in the air, and finally condensed into the white-clothed old man with silver hair.

After the old man opened his eyes, he first looked at the Fantasy Sect, and finally his eyes fell on Shi Yu, who was kneeling in the middle of the gravel, and said to her: "Why are you crying?"

Shi Yu felt sad and said, "Crying for the world is cruel. A thousand years is not a dream. The grass turns into a deserted tomb. Friends' corpses are gone, and the elders are powerless to turn the world back."

"But at least it's not over yet." The old man said slowly.

"But this man has passed away."

"You will disappear in the long river of time, and it is only a difference between them and they are just morning and evening."

The old man stopped Shi Yu's tears after a few words.

"Every word of seniors is a pearl, I don't know what the younger generation should call them."

"I am the third leader of the Illusion Sect." The old man smiled slightly, "Seldom can escape time, but if you can escape, you can control it. In the past, present, and future, you will be free, so you are not yet crying. When your life reaches the end, you should cry."

"Sir, please point out the clear path." Shi Yu looked at him and said.

"When the Immortal Sect was first established, the founder of the Mountain had no choice but to know that the rise and fall of the world was common, so he also left a glimmer of life for his younger disciples." After saying this, the old man's body became much weaker, and at the same time the scenery began to fade into silver lights and flew towards Shiyu. "The world only knows that the Immortal Sect is hard to find, and how many people know that the Immortal Sect is a huge illusion. Under the great illusion, there are three thousand illusions left by stunning talents in the past. If you understand these, you can bear the successor of the Immortal Sect when you go out."

More and more light lingers in front of Shi Yu, and the mountains, stones, trees and even petals floating in the sky all turned into spiritual light, gradually wrapping her into a light cocoon. However, Shi Yu's eyes were changing one by one. When the entire Fantasy Sect disappeared, she was sent into a desert...

The old man looked at the scene in front of him and suddenly laughed loudly, his figure dissipated.

...

In the Yungong Huan Sect, in the Taiqing Palace, the soul lamp belonging to Shi Yu was clearly extinguished. It was so weak that only a blue light was left. Now the light suddenly shines brightly, and the disciples guarding the lamp were so shocked that they hurried out to report the good news.

After Huanmo found out, he immediately summoned all his fellow brothers and said that they could start to do things as well.

The Illusion Sect has left the greatest hope, so they have nothing to worry about.

After that, people suddenly discovered that the number of illusionists walking in the world suddenly increased, but their figures only appeared in the sky. Within a radius of thousands of miles of Yun Palace, as the disciples of the Illusion Sect came out of the mountain, they gradually became a safe area.

Others also saw this change in the Illusion Sect. Heaven and Heaven are already rich in spiritual energy and more resources. In the past, the Illusion Sect only did not appear in the Cloud Palace, and only a few casual cultivators and slightly stronger sect families who dared to take a try in Heaven and Heaven.

Today, there is a place for the tribe to rest. Gradually, more and more practitioners go to heaven and heaven.

The monsters naturally ignored this. The originally peaceful sky began to become lively, but strangely, the monsters in the safe area drawn by the Fantasy Sect have never been able to break through for a long time.

Over time, there are always unknown human races who gradually become famous by killing monsters. At the same time, human races are also falling silently.

Time fell on the beach with the waves of the Sea of ​​End Revelation. First, Lin Fan killed the descendants of the Fire Phoenix clan and became famous. Then Xuan Yin came out of nowhere to destroy the three-headed snake clan and startled the human race. Then, a human cultivator used his own strength to break the golden penis' nest with a sword force, and the blood flowers were raining all the way. Because he was often wearing a blue dress, someone who was a good man gave him a name - Qingyi Jue Sword.

These three people, with their own strength, have made a way out of the monsters. There are also rumors in the field of demon cultivators that a new king has risen, but no one will pass by it. However, the emergence of a new generation of young people always makes people feel prosperous.

In a teahouse in Bihaiwan on the second day, at the table beside the window, two men and one woman were drinking tea, and a black bird was standing on the girl's shoulders.

Listening to the people in front of me who almost fought for Lin Fan Xuanyin, who was more powerful, I finally couldn't help but say, "Everyone, I have heard that Lin Fan Xuanyin have been talking about him, why didn't anyone talk about the successor of the Fantasy Sect? We brothers are curious about the successor of the Fantasy Sect. Didn't this person's strength back then be higher than those two, why is there no news about her now?"

"She? That's been more than ten years ago." Someone said, "but she has not made any noise for more than ten years. Some people say she is in seclusion and some say she has fallen, and no one knows whether it is true or false. But if you really have the strength, you shouldn't have been nameless."

"Impossible, she can't die." On the seat, the man with silver hair and silver eyes slapped the tea bowl in his hand heavily, which made the voices of the people next to him much less.

The man next to him immediately accused the people around him, and then sat down and said, "Don't be excited, we are all here anyway, just look for it slowly." At the end, he felt a little strange, "Even the soul-smile bird doesn't know her whereabouts. It seems that we have some looking for it."

The medieval bird relies on people's dialogue to collect the news they want. The medieval bird doesn't know it, which means no one mentioned the man Wu Shiyu at all.

After a moment of silence, the three of them finished their tea and prepared to leave. But at this moment, someone outside hurriedly ran in and said, "Have you heard of it?"

The three of them couldn't help but stop at the same time.

The person who came to report the news didn't care. He grabbed the tea next to him and then poured it down in one breath, and continued to breathe: "I heard that in three months of Qihuang Mountain, we will kill the leader of the Fantasy Sect to sacrifice to the sky."

As soon as the news came out, everyone in the teahouse couldn't help but stand up.

The human race can now move in heaven and heaven, which is entirely due to the Immortal Sect. The Fire Phoenix Clan lives in Qihuang Mountain. They do this clearly want the Immortal Sect to give in.

"How could the Sect Master Huan be in Qihuang Mountain?"

"Is this true or false?"

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion.

At this time, the three people who were about to leave were also a little unsteady and could only look at the bird on their shoulders.

"Zhiyinbird, is this true?"
Chapter completed!