"If you stay, I will stay too. Dad, take them away quickly!"
Yunhui picked up the magic weapon and pointed it firmly at the sky.
Yun Dehe raised his hand and knocked him on the head, "Silly boy, it's enough for one person to open the sect-protecting formation. If you dare to continue wasting time, I will hand you over to the spiritual monks!"
Yunhui held his head and screamed, reluctantly followed the large group to leave.
…
Zhongzhou.
No phase sect.
"This is the ladder connecting the spiritual world. It should have appeared after the monks successfully transcended the tribulation, but it was forcibly summoned at this moment. This is something that never happened tens of thousands of years ago!"
Han Huijun looked up at the long staircase shrouded in colorful rays of light in the dark night, with countless sorrow hidden in his eyes.
"I didn't expect that the Wuxiang Sect would eventually decline in my hands. When the master gave me the order of the sect master, he didn't expect me to make any achievements, but only asked me not to make any mistakes. However, I failed the master's instructions. …”
"Senior brother, there is no need to rush to repent. The previous sect master may not have ascended to the immortal world. If the spiritual monks are messing around in the lower world, our ascended senior uncle of Wuxiang Sect will not let them go."
Shen Yuofu remained calm and cold.
His eyes did not change at all due to the vision in front of him, as if today's special scene did not exist at all, and it was just as usual.
Han Huijun looked at the bright spiritual light flying out of Tianji Pavilion, and his spiritual consciousness flew to the top of the ladder, and his pupils suddenly shook.
"Junior brother, someone is coming down the ladder!"
"When the ladder appears, it's natural that someone is going down to the next world."
Shen Yuefu didn't understand why he said such meaningless words.
Han Huijun raised his trembling hand, pointed at the figure on the ladder and said, "Junior brother, look at those eyes, do they look like the previous head of the Miaoyun Sect?!"
Shen Yuofu raised his eyes and scanned the ladder, then lowered his eyelashes.
"Senior brother, has the sect-protecting formation been activated?"
Han Huijun knocked his head regretfully and said: "Yes, yes, I have to quickly open the sect-protecting formation. That lazy guy from Miaoyun Sect will never let us go!"
Shen Yuofu calmly watched Han Huijun running towards the sect-protecting formation, and sighed inaudibly.
"He saw the previous sect leader of the Miaoyun Sect, but he didn't see the ancestor of the Yuchi family standing next to that sect leader..."
Today, things have to change!
…
Beiming.
Holy Palace.
Wan Huaiyuan stared at the ladder above the Holy Palace in astonishment. An old man slowly walked down and looked at him with a smile.
"Fellow Taoist Wan, it's been such a long time since we last seen each other. Why have you become as old as me?"
The old man was stroking his gray beard, with kind eyes and a gentle tone.
Qian Zhi shuddered inexplicably and asked in confusion: "Great Elder, do you know him?"
"Knowing, more than just knowing..."
Wan Huaiyuan's legs were cold, and his face immediately lost all color, as if it was frozen on the snow.
Qian Zhi pushed him, his body was colder than stone.
"Great Elder, Great Elder, are you okay? What's wrong with you? Don't scare me!"
"Hehehe, don't worry, he's fine. The Holy Palace has this natural barrier, so I can't kill him yet."
In the middle of them, there is a thin barrier standing, which looks as thin as paper, but is indestructible.
The old man looked at him kindly, without a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but his words were very ruthless.
Under Qian Zhi's push, Wan Huaiyuan's face gradually turned red.
He opened his mouth with difficulty, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat.
"Master of the Wuxiang Sect, how come you are here? What is your relationship with those black-robed men who poisoned you?"
Qian Zhi's face suddenly changed with fright, and he said in disbelief: "Great Elder, who do you think he is?"
"Hahaha, I haven't seen you for so many years. Has the Holy Palace become like this? You are the only one who knows me?"
Although the old man was smiling, the smile did not reach his eyes.
Qian Zhi trembled with fear.
No wonder he felt uncomfortable when he saw this man. It turned out that he was the previous head of the Wuxiang Sect!
Wan Huaiyuan took a small step forward stiffly and said through the natural barrier: "What does Sect Master Mo mean? If you don't stay well in the spirit world, why are you bringing a bunch of people to our Beiming?"
"Yeah, with this attitude, I thought your Wuxiang Sect wanted to devour Beiming!"
Qian Zhi trembled and muttered.
Mo Rui stroked his white beard and smiled lightly, "You can see it. It's not easy to trick you into opening the natural barrier."
Qian Zhi: "...They really want to attack our Holy Palace!"
Wan Huaiyuan forced himself to calm down, "You have already ascended to the spiritual world. If you do not belong to this world, if you commit murder here, you will definitely be punished by heaven!"
Mo Rui nodded and said with a smile: "You are right, if we kill someone, we will not be able to escape the punishment from heaven."
Qian Zhi was stunned, "Then you just said you wanted to kill the great elder?"
Wan Huaiyuan also stared at him in surprise.
Mo Rui smiled and said: "At my level, if I want you to die, I don't need to do it myself."
Thump thump thump!
Wan Huaiyuan and Qian Zhi retreated into the palace with several disciples of the Holy Palace, and distanced themselves from Mo Rui.
"Mo Rui, you cannot break the Holy Palace's defense. Even the Wuxiang Sect's protective formation is not as strong as this natural barrier!"
Mo Rui slowly placed his hand one foot away from the barrier.
"I have heard a little bit about this natural barrier. It is said that it is the strongest sect-protecting formation here. Even if nine monks in the late stage of divine transformation take action, they cannot damage it at all..."
"It's good that you know. I advise you to go back to where you came from! Our Holy Palace is deeply protected by the heaven here, and you are absolutely not allowed to come in!"
Qianzhi stared at him defensively and shouted loudly.
Mo Rui smiled and narrowed his eyes.
"But I have lived in the spirit world for a long time, and I got something by chance some time ago that can help me destroy this natural barrier!"
"Nothing in this world can restrain it!" Wan Huaiyuan denied him in a hoarse voice, but the uneasiness in his heart became much worse.
"Really? That's just because you people from the lower world have too little experience!"
Mo Rui took out something unhurriedly, raised his hand and floated it in the air.
Wan Huaiyuan was startled, "That thing is..."
"Jianmu!" Qianzhi exclaimed.
Mo Rui smiled and said: "Yes, it's Jianmu! As long as I spend a little more time, even if there are too few Jianmu in this section, I can break this barrier and enter the Holy Palace without spending a single soldier!"
Wan Huaiyuan swayed and almost fell to the ground.
"Great Elder, what should we do?" Qian Zhi stepped forward to support him anxiously, with a worried look on his face.
"By the way, where is your saint? Why hasn't she come out to see this senior for so long?"
Mo Rui glanced around lightly. He was dissatisfied with this feeling of being slighted.
"Holy Girl, our Holy Palace has long been gone..." Qianzhi almost told the truth that the Holy Girl did not exist.
Wan Huaiyuan shouted: "Shut up, our saint is in the palace and has not gone anywhere!"