"Junior brother, I feel very uneasy, as if something terrible is happening..."
Han Huijun put his hand on his chest, frowned, and looked solemn.
Shen Yuofu looked at him and guessed: "Sect Master, does the Sect Master order you to carry it with you personally?"
Han Huijun raised his hand and stretched it into his arms, "I've been carrying it close to me recently, and it's right here... It's the sect leader's order that's getting hot!"
He was surprised and took out the sect master's order and threw it on the ground, his right hand was burnt red.
Shen Yue used the tip of his sword to pick up the Sect Master's Order. The hot temperature instantly made the top of the sword turn slightly red.
"Junior brother, your Lushuang Death Immortal Sword..."
Han Huijun pointed to his fairy sword in surprise.
Shen Yue regained his concentration and said, "Something happened to this sect leader's order. What does it have to do with it?"
Han Huijun recovered from the shock, "It's Hunling Mountain. Someone must have successfully broken into Hunling Mountain!"
"Soul Mountain? How come that place is connected with the Sect Master's Order?"
Shen Yuefu was puzzled.
Han Huijun's face changed drastically and he looked nervous, "Hunling Mountain is the important place of Wuxiang Sect. It is protected by layers of seals. Under normal circumstances, no one can enter the innermost place!"
"Does the sect master's order look like this mean that someone has broken into the innermost part?" Shen Yuofu seemed to understand what he meant.
Han Huijun nodded solemnly, "Yes, although my ancestor mentioned the Hunling Mountain when he passed the sect leader's order to me, I never thought that one day the Wuxiang Sect would not even be able to take care of the Hunling Mountain!"
Shen Yuofu looked calmly outside the mountain gate.
"The sect-protecting formation is about to be broken, and the people from Hunling Mountain may have been sent by them."
Han Huijun lowered his hands feebly, "Did the Wuxiang Sect just fall into my hands like this?"
"No, wait..." Shen Yue stared intently at the spiritual monks attacking the formation outside the mountain gate.
"They are gone, the ancestor of Miaoyun Sect is gone!"
Shen Yuofu couldn't hide the surprise in his tone.
Han Huijun raised his head eagerly and said in surprise: "He really left with someone! What's going on?"
Shen Yuefu put his two fingers together and hit a water-condensed ice arrow into the ground.
"go!"
He drank softly.
The water-condensed ice arrows immediately chased the monks who left the mountain gate.
"The direction they are going seems to be... Soul Mountain!"
Shen Yuefu looked into the distance in surprise.
Han Huijun clenched his fists and said, "We can't just sit back and wait for death. They must have some agenda when they go to Hunling Mountain. I can't let their conspiracy succeed."
"I will go to Soul Mountain to stop them."
Shen Yuofu took the initiative to ask for help.
Han Huijun raised his hand to call back the sect leader's order, "No, I will handle this matter personally. You stay here to protect the sect disciples!"
After saying this, he did not continue to wait for Shen Yuefu's answer. He turned around and flew into the hall and left through a hidden passage.
Shen Yuofu looked at the empty and cold palace alone, always feeling that he had lost something.
Soul Mountain.
"Immortal Lord, it's just ahead!"
Mo Rui pointed to the incomplete stone tablet and spoke slowly to Yao.
Bai Qingwu swallowed in fear, "I heard that the treasure hidden in Soul Mountain can turn the lower world into the spiritual world. The spiritual energy is so rich that it can help people break through the bottleneck of becoming a god, and there is no problem in leading to the Mahayana!"
Mo Rui looked at him, the killing intent in his eyes fleeting.
This man is so talkative!
Yao Ranran looked at him in surprise, "The lower world has become the spiritual world? As long as we get the things here, we can cultivate to the Mahayana in this lower world without ascending to the spiritual world?"
Bai Qingwu saw that everyone's eyes were on him and hesitated: "I heard this... I don't know if what they said is true or false. Anyway, there must be many people who want to get the treasure here!"
"Yes, the treasures hidden here are older than the establishment of Wuxiang Sect. No matter who can get them, it will not be difficult to attack the Mahayana!"
Mo Rui suddenly laughed wildly.
Mu Xin's expression changed and he quickly slapped him.
"No, it's an incarnation!"
The wind of his palm hit the soft clouds, and the afterimage of Mo Rui rushed into the Soul Mountain, and laughter rang out wildly.
"Hahaha, all the treasures in Soul Mountain are mine! When I come out, I will kill you all!"
Bai Qingwu turned pale with fear, "I have nothing to do with either of them, don't kill me! I surrender, I surrender!"
Mu Xin raised his hand and hit her hard on the back of the head, "You are a timid woman. You are also a woman. Can you imitate the Immortal Master of the Eastern Wasteland next to me?"
Unknowingly, he had a heartfelt admiration for Yao Ranran.
Bai Qingwu trembled with lips, "Who is a woman? I am not a woman!"
Yao Ranran nodded and said, "Yes, she is not a woman."
Mu Xin was stunned by what the two of them said, and suddenly said: "In order not to embarrass the woman, I don't even dare to recognize my identity! But you must not say that you are a man,
There is no coward like you among men!"
Bai Qingwu opened his mouth and swallowed the words back in frustration.
Yao Ranran looked at the direction in which Mo Rui was escaping. Before she had even taken two steps, she heard the roar of a beast coming from deep underground.
"Hmph, that Mo Rui, just let me catch him!"
Mu Xin used his body skills to chase after him.
Yao Ranran quickly spoke up to stop him, "Didn't you hear the sound coming from deep underground? What is buried underneath is indeed a treasure, isn't it a ferocious beast or something like that?"
Bai Qingwu and Mu Xin looked at her blankly.
"How can there be monsters like ferocious beasts in the lower world that cause harm to the world? We didn't hear a single sound!"
Yao Ranran stared at the direction in which Mo Rui fled in confusion.
"I heard you right, there must be something alive down there roaring."
Mu Xin took a few steps back hesitantly, "Have you ever seen the treasure buried in Soul Mountain with your own eyes?"
Bai Qingwu blinked in confusion, "I heard all this from others, it seems that no one has seen it..."
"Someone is coming again." Yao Ranran listened to the wind and turned to look at the mountain pass.
"Who is... Yao Ranran?"
Halfway through Han Huijun's roaring shouts, he saw the faces of the three people in front of him clearly.
"Saintess of Beiming? Why are you here?"
He looked at Yao Ranran and Yao Ranran in surprise, and his eyes occasionally glanced at Mu Xin, who had no sense of existence.
Mu Xin looked at Bai Qingwu with a surprised look on his face, "This neither-male nor female guy is the Saint of Beiming? When did Beiming Holy Palace become so ignorant that they chose her to be the Saint?"
Bai Qingwu glared at him angrily, but did not dare to contradict him.
Yao Ranran looked at Han Huijun's anxious expression and asked curiously: "Why is Sect Leader Han so anxious?"
Han Huijun suddenly remembered business and stared at the three of them warily.
"Have you met any monks from the spirit world here? Hunling Mountain hides the secrets of our Wuxiang Sect. I came here in a hurry because someone touched the things in Hunling Mountain!"