Master Daoxuan arrived, and under him, Xiao Guaiguai transformed into his true form and roared at the five-legged insects.

Those five-legged insects seemed to have seen their natural enemies and ran away in the blink of an eye.

Lu Yun, who was originally thinking of going on a killing spree, was suddenly stunned and turned to look at Master Daoxuan.

"Senior, why are you back again?" Long Yan asked curiously.

I saw Daoxuan Zhenren jumping down from Xiao Guaiguai's head and coming to the front of the two of them.

"There is a poisonous miasma ahead, and I need a miasma-avoiding pill."

In a simple sentence, Master Daoxuan stated his needs.

Lu Yun was startled, thinking that he didn't seem to have the herbs on his body to refine the miasma-avoiding elixir.

Master Daoxuan had already thrown a bunch of herbs in front of Lu Yun.

"The old rule is, if the elixir is completed, one person will take half of it."

Lu Yun had no reason to refuse him. After all, Master Daoxuan had just helped him drive away those disgusting five-legged insects.

Although he could kill all those disgusting bugs with his own skills, Lu Yun could not refuse people's kindness.

So, he sacrificed the Xuantian Furnace, and after a while, more than a dozen miasma-avoiding pills appeared in his hand.

"Senior, there are only three of us. It's useless to ask for more. I only keep three."

Master Daoxuan did not show any pretense and took away the other miasma-avoiding pills.

"I owe you a favor."

After saying that, Master Daoxuan once again jumped on top of the little boy's head, turned around and left.

Just as the three of them were about to move on, two more monks flew in from a distance, with angry looks on their faces, as if they wanted to eat people.

"Boy, can you make elixirs?" someone asked.

"Well……"

"Boy, help us two brothers refine the Yang Yang Pill, each of us will get half of it."

Another pile of herbs was thrown in front of Lu Yun.

Lu Yun wiped his nose, feeling as if he was being treated as a tool.

However, he is now saving Dragon Soul Grass. If he can help these powerful people, he should be rewarded. Even if he can't, it is always good to form a good relationship.

So, he sacrificed the Xuantian Furnace again and helped the two of them refine the Yang Hui Dan.

The two left half of the elixir and left happily.

Before walking too far, a dilapidated hall appeared in front of it, with more than a dozen monks standing in front of it.

Lu Yun walked over and stood far behind the monks.

The main hall is very majestic. It can be seen how spectacular the main hall was when it was built, but now it is in ruins and has lost its former glory.

Not long after, I saw an old man, covered in blood, running out in a panic. Before he could get in front of everyone, he fell to the ground.

Two monks rushed forward and helped the old man back.

The old man's breathing was rapid, his eyes were closed tightly, and his breath was disordered, as if his foundation had been injured.

Lu Yun couldn't help but be startled when he saw this.

This old man has a very high level of cultivation, and he is probably already a leader among these people. What exactly did he go through in that dilapidated hall, and how could he be so seriously injured?

"Hurry! Who has the Yuanyang Pill? I'm afraid this guy is going to die!"

"Don't be ridiculous, Yuanyang Pill is a third-grade elixir. That thing has a price but no market. Even if it is available, keep it for yourself to save your life!"

"Who says it's not the case? If you want to blame it, just blame him for not having the destiny to ascend to heaven!"

A group of people had different opinions and could only watch helplessly as the old man's vitality weakened.

Lu Yun stepped forward to help, but was grabbed by Long Ying.

When he turned around to look, he saw Long Ying slowly shaking his head at him.

"Why not let me save people?" Lu Yun was puzzled.

"Look." Long Ying whispered, "The old man is fine at all."

"Um?"

Lu Yun suddenly turned around and looked at the old man lying on the ground with squinted eyes.

The old man's nose was breathing slightly, his eyes were closed tightly, but his eyes could be seen moving around. Moreover, except for the blood stains that had begun to dry up, there was no fresh blood flowing out of his body.

Lu Yun was shocked. He didn't expect that such an old monk would still want to use this kind of trick to deceive people.

Sure enough, seeing that no one could take out the Yuanyang Pill, the old man on the ground suddenly let out a sigh of relief, slowly opened his eyelids, and looked at the people around him with confused expressions.

"I...what happened to me just now? Thank you all for helping me, thank you so much!"

After saying that, the old man stood up on his own as if nothing had happened.

"Fuck!"

Lu Yun cursed secretly in his heart.

However, the monks present continued to pay attention to the main hall in front of them as if nothing had happened.

"What is there in this hall that can make these people stop moving forward?" Lu Yun said to himself.

Then, he saw a monk standing out from the crowd again. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he went to the dilapidated hall alone.

However, everyone waited for a long time but did not see the man coming out.

The old man just now sighed: "Forget it, no need to wait, who will go next?"

"I'll do it!"

A female cultivator drew her long sword and flew directly into the hall.

However, she also did not appear.

After losing two people one after another, there was nothing wrong with other people's emotions, as if those two people had never appeared.

But this only increased Lu Yun's curiosity.

Although the main hall was dilapidated, it exuded a mysterious aura. This aura gave Lu Yun a sense of déjà vu, as if something was calling him.

"You want to go in?" Long Ying asked.

Lu Yun nodded.

"You go ahead, I'll watch him."

Lu Yun didn't expect that Long Ying would agree to go alone.

"They come to the secret realm to take a chance, so why don't we? Just go, I will protect him."

Long Ying's voice was full of tenderness, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

Lu Yun smiled knowingly, turned around and came to the group of monks.

"Seniors." Lu Yun cupped his hands and said, "Since you won't enter the hall, then the juniors will go in. Don't you object?"

"you?"

Everyone looked at each other.

"Boy, do you know where this place is? How dare you enter it at will?"

"I see that you have a long life, so you'd better not wade into this muddy water!"

"Yes, isn't it good to live? Why do you have to seek death?"

How could Lu Yun listen to what they said? He just smiled and hugged everyone, then turned around and flew towards the main hall.

But before he could enter the main hall, he stopped in front of the main hall door.

A terrifying aura emanated from the hall, causing Lu Yun to tremble all over.

However, Lu Yun still stared at the huge pressure and cautiously entered the entrance of the hall.

As soon as he came in, Lu Yun was completely stunned by the sight in front of him.

The two monks who came in before, one in front and one behind, only went into the main hall no more than ten feet away.

Lu Yun was also surprised to see that they all kept running forward, but their bodies remained motionless.

No!

To be precise, they move very slowly, so slowly that it is almost impossible to distinguish them with the naked eye.

Looking further forward, there were many withered bones standing a hundred feet away from the front of the first monk.

"Strange! From the outside, this hall is not that big, but why..."

Lu Yun instantly realized that this place should be a secret realm where time and space overlap. If he had not mastered the power of the laws of time and space, he would probably have died here.

Who created this place?
Chapter completed!