All of them stared at Qin Yun, watching the gestures seriously, and being cautious, it was difficult to guarantee that there would be no danger in opening the Qi Shen Array.

Qin Yun's body was surging, and the seals of his hands became more and more complicated. Green light spots on his body flew out, blending into his mark. Gradually, a vague handwriting appeared in front of him. There were too few green light spots and I couldn't tell what the word was.

Just as Qin Yun was constantly making seals and the handwriting in front of him gradually became clear, the middle-aged man who was meditating in Xiaobanshan suddenly opened his eyes, his face was unprecedentedly solemn. Suddenly, his body straightened up and rushed out of the thatched hut, with a solemn look at the void in the south.

For some reason, he felt an indescribable sense of tension in his heart, his heart was pounding, his mind was unstable, and he was trembling as if it was fear and joy, which was hard to explain.

His cultivation level will never be like this. There must be something very much related to him or is about to happen.

"What exactly is it?" The middle-aged man frowned, his eyes flashed quickly, his mind was uneasy, and he couldn't control it.

"Senior, what's wrong with you?" Liu Xiaoer, who was covered in fiery red, had just returned from outside. Looking at the middle-aged man's abnormality, she hurriedly flew up.

The middle-aged man looked solemn, his eyes flashed with light. He looked at the void in the south and said in a low voice: "Do you feel anything?"

Liu Xiaoer was stunned, then shook her head and said, "No."

The middle-aged man frowned. Since Liu Xiaoer didn't feel anything, it means that this influence came for him, but he couldn't feel it at all. It was very different from usual. It was too strange. It came suddenly without any clues.

When Liu Xiaoer saw that the middle-aged man was still browsing and her face changed slightly. If she could make the middle-aged man look like this, something big must have happened.

"Don't think about it." Just as the middle-aged man was thinking hard, an old voice came from the void far away in the mountain.

The middle-aged man's eyes changed slightly, and he didn't notice anyone approaching. His eyes shrank again. He saw that there were two old men and three young girls standing in the distance of the southern void. He didn't even feel it at all.

But then his mind moved and his face changed. He recognized Zhiqiong and felt that one of the old men had the same origin as him, while the other had a friendly feeling.

The middle-aged man's heart beat, his expression quickly calmed down, and he said to Liu Xiaoer beside him, "Come with me."

Liu Xiaoer was not able to see through Xiao Banshan's formation, and heard this, she was stunned and followed them.

The little girl Zhiqiong held a three-inch long willow branch in her hand, and her little face was long. She thought there would be a good reward, but she got such a willow branch that could not be eaten or used, so what else should I use to nourish it?

‘Hmph, one day I’m unhappy, so I cooked you and ate it!’ The little girl was very dissatisfied. She was not the one who suffered a loss, but she didn’t expect that this willow branch would always take advantage of her.

The middle-aged man walked forward halfway up the mountain. When he saw the willow branch in the little girl's arms, his eyes suddenly opened, his figure shook violently, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

"How is it possible or not..." The middle-aged man completely lost his composure. He stood in the void, looking at the three-inch green willow branches in the little girl's arms, his mouth trembled and muttered to himself.

"Haha, I'll just say it, it's definitely worse than me, right?" The old man on the right of the little girl, with a tall figure and a vigorous face, said with a smile at the dazed middle-aged man.

If Nie Fan was here, he would definitely recognize him at a glance. This person was the garden guardian of the Lotus Temple he had seen. He should have been a powerful man in the Killing Dan stage!

On the left side of the little girl, the old man arched and smiled when he heard this, looked at the dazed middle-aged man, and suddenly shouted softly.

The middle-aged man who was originally in shock woke up immediately. When he looked at him, he immediately calmed down and looked at the little girl's arms. He walked upwards.

Liu Xiaoer looked weird, but looking at the people above, although she had never seen them before, she felt an indescribable sense of familiarity, especially the little girl and the old man with her waist on her back, there was a faint strange connection.

‘Are they the tribe members mentioned by the seniors…’ The demon queen was extremely shocked and followed the middle-aged man with a changeable face.

The middle-aged man walked forward and looked at the old man who was bent on his face. He sighed and said with emotion: "I always thought I was the only one left."

The old man bowed his face also showed a hint of melancholy, and said, "I have been sleeping for more than a hundred years. I just woke up not long after that, and I realized that there were only four of us left."

Listening to the conversation between the old man and the middle-aged man, Zhiqiong and Liu Xiaoer looked at each other with big eyes. The two of them met each other, and their eyes flashed with cunning.

"You are pretty good, we are really only one person left." After the old man bowed and said, the tall-shaped old man sighed.

The old man finished speaking and the time calmed down.

Their population has withered, and now it has completely withered, and even a lineage has been cut off.

There was a kind of quietness in the void. Suddenly the old man arched his body smiled and broke the atmosphere, saying, "Haha, today I was a happy day, but why did I feel unhappy?"

The tall old man also smiled and said, "That's right."

The premonition in the middle-aged man's heart was still there. Looking at the expressions of the two old men, he couldn't help but ask, "Two fellow Taoists, can you tell me what happened?"

The old man arched without saying anything. The old man with a straight figure smiled and pointed to the three-inch willow branches in Zhiqiong's arms, saying, "Look at this."

Middle-aged people know the origin of this willow branch, which is the weapon of their ancestors. It has disappeared for countless years.

"You mean, my ancestor..." The middle-aged man looked shocked, his eyes were unbelievable.

The old man bowed and shook his head and said, "Look at it slowly."

The strange feeling in the middle-aged man's heart became stronger and stronger. He looked up like the two old men and looked at the endless void in the south from afar.

In the hall, Qin Yun's hands were getting more and more complicated, and a trace of sweat slowly oozing out from her fair forehead. She gritted her teeth and persevered. The vague handwriting in front of her gradually became clear, and it could be distinguished that it was the word "Liu".

Green spots of light kept flying out of her body, and then they seemed to be inlaid, fixed on the word "willion", setting it out with greenness.

Nie Fan looked at this word and couldn't help but feel moved. The wooden sign that Zhiqiong gave him was the word "Mao". Could it be that there was another word "Mu" that combined with the word "Liu". But what does this mean? What does it do?

Liang Chen and Shi Po first watched Qin Yun gradually condense the huge word "光" out, and became more and more alert and retreated again.

The thief king also hid in a corner, looked at Qin Yun who was constantly choking, and muttered in a low voice: "Xiao Liu is not bad, but it's a pity, why are you so unsteady and entering the devil's way..." (To be continued.)
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