Yuan Youyou has always been in the white mist, but his life is not very easy, because with the large number of deaths of those monks, many monks from the sect can no longer hold back and want to go in and see for themselves what is going on inside.
Listening to those noisy sounds, the tourists frowned.
The old man came to Yuanyou's side and lowered his voice: "I'm afraid things can't be suppressed now. What do you think, Brother Tao?"
Yuan Youyou was invited to preside over this major event, but speaking of it, he was just a puppet. In the face of such a major event, his words were of no use at all. If it had been before, he could still persist, but now, even he will be a little shaken.
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He thought again of the Master Zhanglu whom he had been looking at infatuatedly before. That Master had already arrived in the mountains. Although he still had no trace of him, he was afraid that he had now entered the ruins.
After thinking about it, Yuanyou took the initiative to walk over there. Taoist Ning Gui and Taoist Mo Ying were standing there, watching the quarrel here. These two people were calm and naturally did not get involved.
Seeing the tourists coming from far away, Taoist Ninggui took the initiative and said, "Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist who traveled far away."
Although the concept of infatuation is the largest sect in Taoism, it is not necessarily arrogant, domineering and unkind at all times.
Taoist Mo Ying also looked a little apologetic, but he didn't know if it was true.
The visitor from Yuan Yuan came straight to the point: "What do the two fellow Taoists think at the moment? There are serious casualties inside. I'm afraid something really happened that is not known to outsiders. It is reasonable for the fellow Taoists from various sects to be a little worried."
Taoist Ning Gui smiled and just said: "I would like to ask fellow Taoist Mo Ying, if the Wantian Palace sends monks into it, how many of them can keep their cultivation?"
Being both a major Taoist sect, Taoist Ninggui naturally knows that places like Wantian Palace must have some magic weapon that can guarantee the cultivation of monks who enter the ruins. However, most of these things are mountain-protecting treasures, and there are not many.
, it is hard to say whether the Wantian Palace has been given to his disciples.
Entering a state of forgetfulness or entering a state of the other side?
What happens inside and whether it can be solved are all questions.
Taoist Mo Ying was silent for a moment and said: "We are all disciples. What happened inside really needs an answer."
Taoist Ning Gui said: "If we go in now, it's hard to say what's going on in the ruins."
That piece of white mist is really weird. Many secret techniques cannot be used in it. Except for the ones that can block their cultivation, there are many other things that have blocking effects. It's like they have been there for a long time.
The respective disciples have put down magical objects that can be used to contact them, but they are completely unable to contact them at this moment.
The tourists from afar remained silent. The attitudes of the two Taoists seemed to be consistent, but in fact neither of them said any actual words or made any decision.
"Fellow Taoist Yuanyou, there are some things that we need to look at again. As for the concerns of other Taoist friends, we naturally understand them."
Taoist Ninggui wanted to speak but stopped, feeling a little embarrassed.
Do not say a word to the Taoist.
Yuanyuan didn't say anything. He already understood the concerns of the two people.
But what is happening inside now, tourists from far away really want to know.
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The stone monuments outside the cemetery collapsed and turned into ruins. Inside, there were corpses and bones everywhere. This place really looked like a real hell.
Fortunately, there are always monks who escape from here, and not all of them die here.
A middle-aged Taoist holding an oil-paper umbrella floated over to the outskirts of the cemetery. The face under the umbrella had no expression. He came to the collapsed stone tablets and wiped them with his hand, but found nothing strange.
, so he shook his head with some disappointment. After entering this ruins, he had walked many places, but he never gained much. Now that he appeared here, he felt the difference here.
He quickly entered the cemetery and saw corpses and bones all over the ground.
Of those corpses, he knew that most of them were Taoist disciples just by looking at their clothes.
Looking at the dug graves, he knew what had happened here. As a Taoist master, he could see the so-called human heart very clearly.
The middle-aged Taoist has been cultivating for many years and has reached a high level. He will no longer be disturbed by these things. Therefore, after just taking a look, the middle-aged Taoist withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance with a calm expression. He stretched out his fingers, and some wind pointed at them.
It passed by and fell somewhere.
The middle-aged Taoist said softly: "There was a big war."
Depending on his level, although he could not completely know what happened before, he still knew about the two people fighting here.
"Is he a swordsman?"
The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly. He felt the remaining sword energy in the air, but he was very defeated.
"Failed."
The middle-aged Taoist quickly came to a conclusion, and then he laughed at the conclusion he came to. When a sword cultivator reaches the realm of forgetfulness, he can be called a sword immortal, which is equivalent to the title of a Taoist master. If he can still
If you take a step forward, you can also add a big character in front.
Great Sword Immortals are very rare in the world today. There are probably only three or two in the world, so the middle-aged Taoist does not think that this Sword Immortal will be like the Great Sword Immortal.
If it is really the Great Sword Immortal, even he is not sure of winning.
Such a swordsman is too terrifying.
In fact, the world has never seen the likes of the Great Sword Immortal in the past hundred years.
I wonder if the master of the Sword Sect, who has not been seen for a long time, is in such a state.
"The other aura is too unfamiliar, and it doesn't look like a spiritual practice in the world. Who is that?"
In the Infatuated Mind Concept, he read through the Taoist Canon and knew countless things. He had dabbled in all the schools of practice in the world. Although he could not be said to be proficient, he could at least be aware of it.
The middle-aged Taoist stood in front of the pile of bones, feeling the few remaining breaths and thinking about many things.
In the end, he didn't come to any conclusion. He just shook his head, then bent down to pick up the skull that was split into two halves.
Looking at the cracks on it, the middle-aged Taoist smiled.
The next moment, his figure flashed away again.
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Yun Jianyue had been walking forward. He didn't stop when passing by the cemetery, so he wasn't affected. When the bones appeared in the cemetery, he had already come further. The river had no end, and he
Then we walked straight along the river.
He didn't know how long it took, but he finally arrived at the end of the wilderness, which was already very deep in the ruins.
The river fell from here and turned into a small waterfall, and there was a valley in front of it.
Listening to the sound of water, Yun Jianyue suddenly felt that a trace of Qi was beginning to emerge in her body.
This place is deep in the ruins, so it’s not too repressive?
Yun Jianyue frowned slightly, a little surprised by this discovery.
