"this......"

Lu Chen was speechless. When he looked at the white-haired old man again, he found that he had disappeared.

Lu Chen had some guesses about the identities of the two people.

Most of these two people are from the third realm. The first middle-aged man comes from the west and is obviously a great demon. The second old man comes from the east and is probably the old man Tianmu from the Tianmu Sect.

No...it should be called [Tianmu Zhenren].

Master Baoshu was promoted to the Tongxuan realm, and two people of the same rank came to congratulate him one after another.

Named Congratulations!

Actually a test!

In other words, he didn't want to see someone on an equal footing with him, but had no choice but to overreact. Lu Chen thought thoughtfully and vaguely got a glimpse of the temperament of a high-level monk.

It is a kind of detached mentality that is aloof and does not bother to hide it.

"It has nothing to do with me anyway."

Lu Chen hid under a big tree, treating himself as a spectator, secretly paying attention to Master Baoshu on the top of the mountain... No, it was Master Baoshu now.

A person cannot live without a head.

A tree will die without roots.

Venerable Baoshu had no head and was still sitting cross-legged in the void. He didn't stand up until the blue light pillar in the sky dissipated. He stretched out his hand and saw green light overflowing from his fingertips. The torn head shot back, and it turned out that it was in the sky.

The reorganization was completed in front of me.

Baoshu reached out and picked up his head, slowly placing it on his neck.

"Hehe~"

Meng Yao lay on Lu Chen's head and suddenly laughed, pointing with her little hand:

"The head is on backwards."

Lu Chen frowned slightly and muttered:

"It's the other way around."

"Brother, the big bald man is here."

"Um."

Lu Chen nodded, and saw Venerable Baoshu stepping on the void, walking backwards down Jiuqiao Mountain step by step, walking towards this side. Meng Yao hurriedly got into Lu Chen's long hair, peeking quietly with his little head exposed, Lu Chen was just about to

Hidden and heard the other party shout:

"Donor, please stay..."

Lu Chen paused in his steps and turned around stiffly. He saw Venerable Baoshu already in front of him, looking at him with a smile. His body was facing Jiuqiao Mountain and his face was facing towards him, which looked quite strange.

"Your Majesty, you are well."

"..."

Venerable Baoshu smiled but did not answer, as if he did not know Lu Chen, and asked:

"Donor, this poor monk wants to ask for directions."

"Ask for directions?"

Lu Chen was thoughtful and replied:

"Excuse me, Your Majesty."

“How to get to Lankegu Temple?”

"Your Majesty forgives me for this, but Xiaodao doesn't know."

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

Venerable Baoshu's smile was as refreshing as the spring breeze. He looked around and asked again:

"Donor, which way is the west?"

"..."

Lu Chen was speechless for a while and pointed to the west:

"there!"

"Thank you, donor."

Venerable Baoshu clasped his hands together, swung his long sleeves, walked backwards, and walked westward, softly chanting:

"A tree eight hundred years ago~"

"Guard the corpse nest day and night~"

"The passage of time in confusion~"

"Stumble on the road of the world~"

...

Meng Yao watched Venerable Baoshu go away and said crisply: "Brother, how come the bald man can't even tell the difference between east and west?"

Lu Chen replied:

"Maybe...probably...should be, my head is broken."

"Oh~~"

Lu Chen stopped thinking about it and flew up to Jiuqiao Mountain with his sword. When he stepped on the top of Jiuqiao Mountain, he turned around and said in surprise:

"How can there be a cave here?"

He took two steps forward and saw that the entrance to the cave was extremely deep and dark, with no light at all. He was wondering when his expression suddenly fell into a trance, and waves of murmurs echoed in his ears.

"Come on, come in~"

"Become the master of Jiuqiao Mountain and take control of Jiuqiao Mountain. Here... there is everything you want, everything, everything~~"

"Weng Weng~"

The blood-red hilt appears on the back.

Trembling slightly.

Proactive warning.

Lu Chen suddenly came to his senses and saw that Meng Yao was in a daze, muttering the word "brother" repeatedly, struggling against the sickle on his shoulders, and swaying towards the entrance of the cave.

"What a weird thing!"

Lu Chen stretched out his hand to grab Meng Yao back and walked towards a puddle not far away without looking back.

Although the red-browed old ghost is dead, it seems that there are still weird things in Jiuqiao Mountain, and he is not like a kind person. He has always been cautious and has no desire to take risks or want to explore.

【Name】:Lingquan

【Information】:Spring of Rebirth

...

Venerable Baoshu sucked in all the ghosts, but for some reason, he did not touch a drop of the spring water of rebirth. Lu Chen squatted in front of the puddle, looking at the black spring water and nodded with satisfaction.

This puddle is not big, but it is enough for one area.

He kneaded the magic formula with his hands and recited silently:

"Five Ghost Huntian Method!"

Five ghosts appeared out of thin air, stood in a circle around the puddle, reached into the spring water, and swung around.

"brush!"

In an instant, all the spring water moved into the air.

Lu Chen stood up, suddenly waved his sleeves and robe, and the spiritual energy in his body surged out, covering all the spring water and putting it into the sealed space.

"Gululu~"

From the dry puddle, new spring water slowly flowed out. Lu Chen showed no regrets and flew his sword into the distance. He disappeared in the blink of an eye, but a faint sigh echoed on the top of the mountain.

"Alas~~"

...

More than half an hour later, a white cloud came from the south. Yuan Baixi, dressed in white, landed on the top of the mountain. He waved his sleeves to put away the white cloud and frowned:

"It's too late. Who is here to gain access to the mysteries?"

After pondering for a moment, he turned his head and looked at the entrance of the dark cave. His whole body was shaken suddenly, and he hurriedly left in the clouds without looking back.

Shortly after.

A small bald head appeared at the foot of the mountain. Huang Meier looked up at Jiuqiao Mountain, played with the two eyeballs in his hands, lowered his head and started climbing.

step.
To be continued...