Seeing Ling Yunluo shook his head, the white-bearded old man's consciousness flashed a little cold in his eyes. Although he disappeared quickly, Lan Yue clearly saw a strong malice on his body.

He was determined to kill at this time!

Lan Yue's eyes condensed, and he was indeed not the incarnation of consciousness!

The incarnation of consciousness will never have such a strong malice to let her sense it.

If we use the later generations, the incarnation of consciousness is about the same as a very intelligent image. It may lead maliciously, but such malicious intentions will not suddenly appear.

This thing is very professional to pretend to be a consciousness incarnation, but it is probably because of the popularity of Huanyuan Sect that emotional fluctuations occur in an instant.

So much so that she could feel it.

However, it was only Lan Yue who felt it.

When the other people in Huanyuan Sect saw it, the white-bearded old man returned to his compassionate look and looked at them with a smile.

He Zhisheng said respectfully: "Thank you for your good wishes, my brothers are waiting outside."

Others had no objection at all.

The old man with white beard saw that so many people were moved from being moved to being completely unmoved, and he wanted to squeeze Ling Yunluo to death, shaking his head.

What's going on with this group of people?

With such a good opportunity in front of me, I also vaguely stated that the destined person was among them. They were all moved to go in, but because I couldn't see any special boy, I really stopped going in when I shook my head!

But at this time, even though he had the idea of ​​tearing people apart in his heart, he still maintained a peaceful and kind-hearted attitude: "Everyone has his own fate. Since you insist on this, we will naturally follow your wishes. We will have fate.

See you again.”

After saying that, the spiritual fog on the grassland began to shrink into the cave, and the old man with white beard also disappeared into the spiritual fog.

Soon, the grassland that was just shrouded in spiritual mist returned to its previous appearance.

Lan Yue squinted her eyes and looked at the cave. The disguised consciousness incarnation had returned to the cave.

There seemed to be some special isolation restrictions in this cave. After the monks and monsters entered the cave, she could not sense their vitality in an instant.

If all the monks and monsters died at this moment, she would not believe it. She could only say that after turning the cave, there must be some special prohibition that would isolate her senses.

Lan Yue waved her hand and wanted to plant a few green vines, but after thinking about it, she finally paused.

She didn't know what the following thing was, and how she had control over the barrier. If she acted rashly, she would only alert the enemy.

Let’s wait and see what changes first.

On the grassland below.

The people of Huanyuan Sect looked at each other, but the grassland still couldn't get out now. This barrier would only be untied after the inheritance was inherited.

The few of them could only wait outside.

They looked at Fat Brother. From beginning to end, Fat fellow Taoist didn't say much, but he had no intention of going in at all. I wonder if he had discovered anything.

"Fat Daoist, you didn't go in just now. Did you find something wrong?"

The fat fellow Taoist's cultivation is much higher than theirs, and perhaps they know more.

"have no idea."

Fat brother spread his hands, neatly and neatly.

He just never believed in the fact that pie fell from the sky.

Who would be really capable of being disturbed by death? He also deliberately appeared and provoked people to enter the cave before his death and gave the rest of his life to others.

Which powerful man is so generous?

Anyway, he will not be so generous if he dies in the future.

Just like someone who is dedicated to being treacherous or stealing, it is the same as someone who is giving him your own power, it is either treacherous or evil!

He said, looking around, he wanted to find Lan Yue.

He knew there was something wrong. With the girl's intelligence, it was absolutely impossible for those who rushed into the cave.

But now everyone has finished entering, where is the girl?

The grassland is so big, but wherever you can see your eyes, there is nothing else except these living people.

Fat Brother looked at the little black-tailed bee lying on his shoulder. The little thing didn't respond. Where was the girl watching them?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration appeared in Fat Brother's mind. He looked at the Huanyuan Sect, laughed, and said, "I can't go out anyway, so let's rest on the spot."

After saying that, he took the opportunity to lie down directly on the thick grass behind him.

There is a pleasant feeling of the sky as the curtain and the earth as the mat.

He put his hands behind his head, bent his feet, and placed his other leg high on the bent leg, which was very leisurely.

But what the people of Huanyuan Sect don’t know is that although Fat Brother looks comfortable, he is actually looking at the clouds in the sky with his eyes.

It was approaching twilight at this time. The sky that had been blue before had darkened. The original white clouds were either gone or turned into gray-black clouds with twilight.

Fat Brother patiently observed these clouds.

After seeing that Fat Brother was really lying down and looking at the clouds in the sky bored, he felt relieved inexplicably. Fat fellow Taoist was not worried at all, maybe there was no big problem?

"Senior Brother Yue, how did you realize it just now?"

They turned to ask how Yue Qilan entered the state of enlightenment just now.

Everyone listened the same way, why did Senior Brother Yue realize it directly, but they didn’t feel anything?

"It was what the old immortal said just now that I was enlightened and suddenly I thought it was open."

Speaking of his sudden enlightenment, Yue Qilan had no idea of ​​hiding it at all.

"The qualifications of our fellow brothers are indeed not as good as those of geniuses, and they can only be said to be ordinary. Especially these days, Miss Murong and I have a deep understanding of them.

Miss Murong is younger than us and has a much shorter time to practice than us, but she is much better than us.

Of course, talent is one aspect. Miss Murong is talented, which cannot be denied, but I also found a very important issue.

No matter when, Miss Murong is practicing at any time, as if the cultivation has been integrated into her breathing. For example, we are just talking now, but if Miss Murong is here, she must be talking.

Cultivating while practicing.

This really makes me sigh. If Miss Murong’s qualifications are better than us, she will work harder than us!

I deserve to be a child and have a high level of cultivation!

But the old immortal's words are the truth. The road to cultivation is to conquer nature. Even if the qualifications are mediocre, as long as you do not admit defeat, you will definitely have a day to become a saint!

There have been countless powerful people throughout the ages. Are they really talented people?

No!

In their biography, the saints of Yushu, the saints of falling 2,200 years ago, the saints of Wuhua more than 1,400 years ago, etc., their qualifications are not top-level, and even the upper class.

Not counting.

But they still attained the saints and ascended to the upper realm.
Chapter completed!