After five thousand years of cultivating immortality, he was picked up and cultivated by Heaven.

Another monk tried to fly to the exit, but there were too many monsters, and he was accidentally kicked by one.

With a scream, he fell down, his life or death unknown.

There are also lucky monks who fly directly to the exit and disappear.

With the prospect of leaving, everyone became excited.

Many monks used air control skills to fly towards the exit, but only a small number of them succeeded.

Most people were squeezed out by the dense crowd of monsters.

The falling corpses, the splashing flesh and blood, and the wailing crowd composed a tragic elegy.

The scene was extremely tragic.

Bai Wuchen looked at the scene in front of him numbly, unable to do anything.

Song Yu also looked solemn. He grabbed Bai Wuchen's hand and held it tightly.

Then he felt that the hand in his palm resisted a few times, and then let him hold it, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Bai Wuchen felt much better when his hand was held by another warm hand.

Just this warmth, this damn price.

Forget it, the war is coming, let’s not think about it for now.

At this time, the exit was crowded with people and monsters, and one group left and another came.

This time the secret realm is opened, it is a rare opportunity in a hundred years, and there is no limit on the number of people.

So a lot of people came.

Many disciples from Qingyu Sect also flew to the exit.

It's too crowded, people crowding people, animals crowding animals.

The two of them waited quietly, neither planning to go out now.

I have been nervous and anxious for so many days, but now I have calmed down and am no longer anxious.

At night, many monsters left.

The two looked at each other, clasped their hands, and flew towards the exit in the sky.

However, something unexpected happened.

When they flew only ten meters away from the exit, they could no longer fly.

It's like being imprisoned.

The two of them were already prepared. They took out their flying charms and stuck them on their bodies.

The restriction became much weaker, and the two of them slowly flew toward the exit.

When they were approaching the exit, Bai Wuchen sent a message to Song Yu.

The two threw down all the remaining flying charms and entered the cave entrance.

I didn't throw the magic talisman because it couldn't fly at all, so it would be useless if I threw it.

After drawing hundreds of magical talismans, Bai Wuchen worked hard on the flying talisman and finally succeeded in drawing it.

Later, the two of them drew a lot of flying talismans together. How many there were, there were always thousands.

The flying talisman fell down lightly, bringing hope to people.

The two held hands tightly, and the talisman board in Bai Wuchen's dantian emitted white light, wrapping the two of them.

After a while, the two people appeared in a forest.

It was the camp of Qingyu Gate, and it was afternoon.

Looking back, the entrance to the secret realm is like a huge mouth of an abyss. The light inside is lingering and mysterious.

It was too scary. He was not afraid of the dangers in the secret realm. What he was most afraid of was not being able to get out and being trapped in it forever.

At this time, there were already many disciples in the camp, talking about their excitement about surviving the disaster and their sadness at losing their companions.

As soon as the two came out, a disciple came over.

"Senior Brother Song, Senior Brother Zhe is looking for you."

"Okay, I'll go later." Song Yu looked at Bai Wuchen, "Will we go together?"

"No, you go ahead. I'll find a place to make tea and wait for you."

Hearing what Bai Wuchen said, Song Yu felt very at ease, and a smile immediately appeared on his face, "Okay, I'll be back soon, wait for me."

Song Yu left in a good mood. On the way, the raised corners of his mouth never dropped.

Bai Wuchen slowly searched for a suitable place in the camp.

At this time, several disciples came over, and Bai Wuchen was a little confused. Except for Song Yu, he had no interaction with anyone from the Qingyu Sect.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, we are here to thank you. Thanks to your talisman, we can leave the secret realm."

Bai Wuchen had a smile on his face, "You're welcome, you should."

"By the way, when will you and Senior Brother Song get married? Let's come over for a wedding drink."

Bai Wuchen had an awkward yet polite smile on his face, "Besides, besides, I will tell you when there is news."

"Okay, okay, this is our communication talisman. You have good news about Fellow Daoist Bai. You must contact us. Fellow Daoist Bai saved our lives. We will give you a congratulatory gift when the time comes."

"No, no, it's just a breeze."

Afterwards, several people exchanged communication charms.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, we won't disturb you for now."

"Okay, please."

After a few people left, Bai Wuchen came to a pond.

The environment here is not bad, with green grass and spiritual flowers in full bloom. Although the grade is very low and few people can see it, the flowers are quite beautiful and fragrant.

Bai Wuchen took out the table, chairs, stove, and teapot and started making tea.

After it was cooked, he drank it slowly, enjoying the peace and tranquility for the rest of his life.

At this time, he heard footsteps walking away this way, not Song Yu's footsteps.

He turned around and saw an unusually handsome monk with peach blossom eyes walking over. It was Senior Brother Yi Lian Chengyi whom he had met several times before.

What is he here for?

"Friend Daoist Bai."

"Yi Senior Brother."

"I came here to thank Fellow Daoist Bai."

"Oh, Senior Brother Yi, please sit down."

Bai Wuchen thought about it for a moment. He remembered that Yi Liancheng had gone out a long time ago under the protection of several disciples. Why did he come to thank him for what he was doing.

"Senior Brother Yi, I remember you left early."

Yi Liancheng smiled, his peach-blossom eyes filled with affection and infinite affection.

Of course, this is all an illusion, Bai Wuchen sighed. If the woman sitting next to him was a woman, she would definitely be fascinated.

"It's not me, it's a cousin of mine who came out after receiving the spiritual talisman of Fellow Daoist Bai. I have a very good relationship with my cousin. He was injured and asked me to thank Fellow Daoist Bai."

"Oh, that's it, senior brother Yi, don't take it to heart, it's just a few magic talismans." Bai Wuchen said nonchalantly, what did he think it was.

Yi Liancheng has a high status and is very popular in Qingyu Sect, not because of his high cultivation level, but because his father is the master of Danfeng Peak.

He is a tall, rich and handsome person in the world of immortality, and naturally there is no shortage of licking dogs around him.

"To Fellow Daoist Bai, it may be just a few magic talismans, but to my cousin, it means a life. This is the ultimate rejuvenation pill refined by my father. Please accept it, Fellow Daoist Bai."

Yi Liancheng's attitude is sincere, completely different from his usual romantic and frivolous attitude.

The best rejuvenation pill, it can treat internal and external injuries at the same time. It is much easier to use than the rejuvenation charm. To be honest, he is very tempted, but he can't accept it.

"Senior Brother Yi, there's really no need for it. A few magic talismans are not worth mentioning. If I accept them, my mind will be unstable."

People who cultivate immortality are most afraid of having an unstable Taoist mind. Saying this also shows an attitude of rejection.

"Okay, I'll give it to you when you get married."

Why is it about getting married again? Could it be that Song Yu said something outside?

"Senior Brother Yi, who did you hear about the marriage?" Bai Wuchen asked.

"Everyone said so, saying that you are about to get married. Why, isn't it? By the way, Fellow Daoist Bai, can I have a cup of spiritual tea?" Yi Liancheng said with a smile.

Only then did Bai Wuchen realize that the two had been chatting for a long time and had not yet served Yi Liancheng tea.