Jian Zun, your sword spirit is the villain!

The effect of the paper puppet array is not very good, but the magic weapon left by the other party is indeed a good thing.

Everyone felt a handful of white light explode in front of their eyes, and when they opened their eyes again, they were no longer where they were.

Chu Lanyin heard the spiritual sound of the wind.

He looked around, and his field of vision was a vast expanse of whiteness.

The wind and snow were blowing, and the sky was gloomy.

The overlapping and undulating mountains sink behind the night, and in the pale white snow, there is a bit of lifelessness.

This is Longgu Snow Mountain.

The first time is raw and the second time is familiar, since he can clearly distinguish black and white shapes in front of his eyes, this environment is composed of spiritual illusions.

But this time, there seems to be something different.

He sighed, rolled up his sleeves and floated randomly around for a while.

The harvest was quite fruitful, and a small Pu'er was successfully frightened.

Li Pu'er had just dug his head out of the snow and was scraping the snow foam off his face.

God knows why he landed in a sprawling posture.

Not only did he eat a lot of snow, he finally dug himself out of the snow, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a white shadow floating in the heavy snow.

He immediately shouted: "Who is coming!"

"It's not human." Chu Lanyin said.

——Good fellow, you are so frank without being a human being!

Li Pu'er secretly thought that it was not good. After trying the spiritual power in his body, he set his sword forward and backed away slowly, while always paying attention to the changes around him.

The opponent's every move is seen in Chu Lanyin's eyes,

He could see that Li Pu'er's spiritual power had been sealed.

A layer of frost-colored light gathered around his body, like a hood, making it impossible to use any magic tricks.

Because Chu Lan didn't know how to spell, he also felt that there was such a cover on his sword body, which made it difficult for the spiritual power to be released, and could only be circulated inside.

If you have more experience, you will not be surprised, and it is not surprising what happens.

But Sword Spirit is still very relieved, thinking that after these few experiences, Little Pu'er is indeed much calmer.

Even if he lost all his spiritual power, his spiritual thread was not knotted at this time, and his spiritual breath was not disordered, and he was much more diligent than before.

Then he saw the young man slam his head back into the snow, and escape into the thick snow like a green onion.

Chu Lanyin: "..."

Cooperating with Ling Hua's Earth Escape Technique to practice this thing?

Use your head to escape from the ground, the iron head is not as good as it is!

He silently took back the words of praise for Li Pu'er just now, floated a few steps forward, pulled out Li Pu'er who was digging madly in the snow with one hand, clamped his sword, and said, "It's me."

"Elder Chu?"

Li Pu'er was startled, he couldn't hear the sound in the heavy snow and wind, and he shouted at the top of his voice.

Chu Lanyin put him down, but saw the kid blinking, and asked loudly: "Elder Chu! I can't tell if it's you, this is a phantom array, if someone pretends to be you, I won't be able to recognize it—but I Still want to give it a try, can you answer my three questions?"

Now Chu Lanyin really felt that he had grown up.

Because when Li Pu'er asked this sentence, he was holding snow in his hands behind his back, and if he found that the other party's answer was wrong, he would immediately throw it out to surprise.

This is a gamble on an opportunity. If the difference in strength between the two sides is too great, nothing Li Pu'er can do will help.

But if he still has the strength to fight, the heavy snow is a natural cover.

The harsh environment has already damaged the monk's perception, or the other party has lost his spiritual power just like himself, so as long as the distance is opened, there is a glimmer of hope of escape.

Chu Lanyin said: "You ask."

"What does Elder Chu usually call me?"

"Little Pu'er, little snacks."

"Will I fail the array test?"

"Although I said it would be impossible for you to be happy, but I have no conscience. With your current level, it is really a must."

Li Pu'er got this answer, reluctantly believed him, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Then, what are you, Fellow Daoist Mu?"

This question is really subtle.

Chu Lan thought about it because she tried to put herself in another position, and felt that in Li Pu'er's mind, she should answer—"son".

The rare sword spirit was silent for a while in his heart.

Chu Lanyin replied, "It's my son."

But I was very depressed in my heart, this melon boy, this is the first time I have lied, so I will confess to him!

"How is that possible!" But Li Pu'er retorted sharply: "It's clearly a close friend!"

"What am I-"

When will you change!

"Look at my big move!"

"Wait--"

Chu Lanyin was refuted by him and couldn't answer. Immediately afterwards, a handful of snow hit her face.

"...Pfft." Spit out the snow.

Chu Lan wiped her face and almost wanted to rush up and beat the kid on the head.

In short, in the end, the sword spirit spent a lot of effort to convince Li Pu'er that he was really Elder Chu.

The specific operation is to use the spirit line to let him recall their common experience.

Among them, Li Pu'er won the three-year-old dream game, and in the part where he was wearing a skirt, he played a circular scrolling 360-degree three-dimensional playback for Li Xiaodao, which proved his identity.

Then it's time to find someone else.

As a result, one of them was not found, and the two of them almost got separated.

The snow is too big, and it is not an option to stand here stupidly all the time, it is better to find a place to avoid it first.

"Elder Chu, where is this place? Are we under an illusion?" Li Pu'er shouted to block the wind with one arm.

He couldn't support the spirit screen, and he wasn't as comfortable as Chu Lanyin floating. Every time he took a step, his calf sank deeply into the snow.

"It's Yao Jing. This operation was later regarded as a forbidden technique. It's normal if you don't know."

"Why is it so familiar..."

Li Pu'er nana said.

"Give up, little Pu'er, it's too late for your formation technique, just let it go—"

Chu Lanyin sighed with emotion: "Also, don't recite the book to me in the future, just recite that paragraph, and all three formations have been released. If you recite some destructive formulas, don't cheat me to death."

But he still explained: "Yao Jing, the characteristic is that spiritual power creates the world, it is more flexible than the heart demon array, it is mainly based on divination, and can be stacked with many things. For example, our spiritual power must be suppressed by other magic tools. .”

"Is there such a magic weapon that can suppress the spiritual power?" Li Pu'er's heart sank: "That's not a special monk, it is extremely disadvantageous for us!"

Chu Lanyin nodded: "Yes, this kind of thing doesn't exist in Taihui, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist in other realms. That's why Ling Huazong has the tradition of practicing sword arrays without spiritual power."

He didn't want to talk anymore, his mouth was filled with wind, the snow was so strong that he couldn't float steadily, so he said quickly: "There is a cave in front, go and avoid it."

It took a lot of effort for one person and one spirit to reach the cave.

Li Pu'er went in first, his eyes were not bad, and he immediately found a person hiding in the cave.

This person was sitting in a dark place, wearing a bamboo hat. On such a cold day, he was only wearing a gray-brown single-clothes, and he had a coir raincoat by his hand.

Judging by his body shape and sitting posture, he should be a man in his thirties and forties, holding an iron sword in his arms, and biting a short wooden branch in his mouth.

The gradually melting snow dripped from the single clothes and formed a puddle on the ground where he was sitting, making him even more desolate.

As soon as Li Pu'er entered the cave, he could smell the faint smell of blood, which came from that person.

Seeing them, the man remained silent, still covering his face with a bamboo hat.

It was freezing cold, and he didn't light a bonfire, but leaned against the cave wall with his arms folded. If it wasn't for his chest rising and falling, he could easily be regarded as a corpse.

"Brother, my family teacher and I passed by here, and the road was blocked by heavy snow, so we had to borrow a place here, please be flexible." Li Pu'er hugged him and made up a story.

Now he is also proficient in practice, and he is very experienced in the job of applying identity.

Now that they have no spiritual power, they are no different from ordinary people. No matter whether the opponent is a monk or a demon, they will be afraid of the karma of ordinary people, and generally they will not do anything to them.

The other party raised his hand and pointed at the opposite side, signaling them to sit there and not lean on their side.

Li Pu'er and Chu Lanyin sat there.

Without spiritual power and unable to even transmit sound, Li Pu'er didn't dare to speak, for fear that a monk on the opposite side could hear it clearly, and they would think they were some unscrupulous sect's demon cultivators.

But Chu Lanyin spoke first.

He said to the human sitting opposite: "Where is the elder brother?"

The wind outside the cave was extremely sharp, as if something was screaming outside.

"Ganzhou."

After a while, the man's voice came rough.

"Ganzhou has so many fine wines and fine wines, it's a good place." Chu Lanyin seemed to be chatting with him, but Li Pu'er sensed that something was wrong, so he didn't dare to intervene for a moment, and only quietly mobilized spiritual power in his body, concentrating on his eyes.

The spiritual power is sealed, but it doesn't really disappear. The magic formulas that work in the body, such as probing techniques, can still play a role.

Li Pu'er looked intently, and then felt his heart pounding.

The person in front of him was actually a crippled swordsman.

With only his superficial probing skills, Li Pu'er could sense that the other party's aura was low and his spiritual energy was messed up.

And there is also a faint hint of hedging.

——This person has gone mad.

Cultivators go crazy, and they are not demons, but they will be cast aside by all walks of life.Because they are full of demons, they have almost no sense at all, and they kill people when they are crazy.

Occasionally when I am awake, there will be a big change in my mind, moody and elusive.

Li Pu'er's heart that had just been let go hangs up again, always on guard against the opponent's sudden violent attack.

But Chu Lanyin actually saw more things than this, and there was almost no room for untying the dead knot formed by the entanglement of those spiritual threads.

This person's life is not long.

However, he still said: "Is there many interesting places to go in Ganzhou? There are cloud-like peach blossoms on the Wushan Mountain, the best storytellers in the restaurant on Baique Street, and a Qinshui River with fiery trees and silver flowers on the banks of the New Year's Eve. The water is full of wishing lanterns, and the river flows through a town with the same name as a sect."

A more intense bloody smell radiated from this person, which was different from the sweet smell of the demons. It indicated that he had killed someone before, and it also indicated that his state was unstable at this time.

Li Pu'er probably guessed that Elder Chu was distracting the other party's attention, and he himself was ready to draw his sword at any time.

But he has been haunted by a strange feeling, which has been lingering since the appearance of this person. It is very strange, but it cannot be described.

But at this time, he didn't know what kind of moths would come out of this line, so he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

According to Li Pu'er's analysis, he is an iron sword, and the opponent is also an iron sword, but Elder Chu has Lan Yin sword, at least they can fight on par.

At worst, he can still run out. The snow outside is so heavy, and he can't find anyone in a blink of an eye. They have no grievances with this monk, and the monk who has gone crazy doesn't have much sense, so he shouldn't chase after him.

Chu Lanyin seemed to sigh slightly.

He raised his eyes, and said to the middle-aged man: "That sect is called Linghua Sect, are you—a monk of Linghua Sect?"

Ling Huazong monk.

Li Pu'er stared round, the other party is also a monk of Ling Huazong?

The man's breath became more and more unstable, and the bloody smell raged in the hole like a knife.

"Beauty, you ask a lot."

The obsessed Jianxiu gave a low laugh, his hoarse voice could not be heard, as if someone had strangled his neck, which made him even more terrifying.

Suddenly, the completely disabled swordsman threw a wooden sign into Chu Lanyin's hand.

He said: "Beauty, you are not human. When you hear the bell ringing when you walk, is it the sword spirit?"

Because Chu Lan was sitting upright, Li Pu'er drew his sword.

But the other party didn't care, with a frivolous attitude, and said: "It's a pity that I have an owner, you send this thing to Ling Huazong for me, and the master won't be rough on you here, just get out—"

After saying that, he rushed out of the cave with a cat waist.

He went away first.

The moment the man stepped out of the cave, the wind knocked off his bamboo hat.

Li Pu'er froze in place.

The pale snow light illuminates his appearance

It was clearly...a face that resembled him nine times.

This point is not alike, but because the other party is old, his face has vicissitudes, and his body is stained with fishy smell.

In the dark, Li Pu'er knew the sea, as if a thunder had exploded!

He suddenly understood, and slowly took out the "Formation" in his sleeve, and turned to the page where he always got stuck in the first sentence.

"Come into the Taihui Spiritual Way for three thousand times, and now open 370 types of arrays. One of them belongs to the creation category, divided into sixteen branches, a pillow of yellow beams, a Yao mirror, and three lives with magic and dream disks... These three techniques, three lives There is a dream disk that can imagine the sense of body in the past life and the next life, and a pillow can create a dream of good fortune and misfortune for the rest of the life..."

...Yao mirror is the first of the top ten forbidden techniques, and it may be able to peep into the future through the gaps in the void.

Yao Ci divination, using the body as a mirror, you should see the truth.

The wind and snow did not show any signs of shrinking at all, and the monk's figure quickly disappeared into the vast snow.

The clouds in the sky seemed to be lower than before, and the color became as black as ink.

There was a dull thunder after another, but no lightning fell for a long time.

This is a sign that the monk will bear the tribulation thunder.

And at this very moment, Chu Lanyin had fully understood the insidiousness of this mirror, which was not something that Taihui's magic weapon could bear.

They couldn't get out of this snowstorm at all.

This is a predicament, and Dragon Bone Snow Mountain is a future revealed by Yao Jing.

There is a limit to the scene in the mirror, no matter how they go, they can't get out of this snow mountain, and anything that happens here will have cause and effect in the future.

Standing in front of the cave entrance, Li Pu'er looked down at his hand and the iron sword in his hand.

Xue brushed the young man's eyebrows, he turned his head blankly, looked at Chu Lanyin, and asked, "Elder Chu, that person...is me?"

It was a question he already knew the answer to.

Knowing what to ask, but not deceiving yourself and others.

Chu Lanyin's eyes fell on the wooden sign in her hand.

He couldn't see the words on the wooden sign, but he thought there would be no other content.

It must be the word "Li Pu'er".

This kind of spell cannot be found in spiritual objects, so the Yao mirror fell on Li Pu'er.

And this is the purpose of this caster.

The young Li Pu'er died in this formation, and the future Li Pu'er did not exist either.

If Chu Lanyin wanted to protect him, the Heavenly Thunder of Transcending Tribulation would not show mercy to those who disturbed him. When the first thunderbolt fell, it would have taken him immediately life.

His only way out is to let Li Pu'er commit suicide. The sword spirit breaks through the magic formation of the Yao mirror with its soul, but the moment it goes out, this soul will also be backlashed by the mirror technique. .

What a dilemma.

In the Ningzhou Xiandao League, Su Fu sat upright in the accordion, with three mirrors floating in the air.

Holding the magic weapon "Chop Bing" that can suppress cultivation, he said in a low voice: "Mysterious Thunder, Chu Lanyin, how do you choose?"

Turning to look at the two mirrors on the side, one side is covered with chaotic snow, which has already been set up, but the other side is always dark for some reason.

At Yunlan Pass in the heavy snow, the fighting had just ended, and corpses were strewn all over the field.

The snow was stained red, and the blood flowing from under the corpse was still steaming.

The strong fishy-sweet smell is like an airtight cloth bag, tightly covering the sky and the earth, no matter how cold the wind and snow are, it won't disperse.

It was only half an hour since the end of the war, but the rotten atmosphere seemed to have spread in all directions.

Rao Song Xingbei had already undergone war simulation training in the bookstore, but his stomach still had a strong twitching feeling that couldn't be suppressed.

If it wasn't for the soul body state, his face should have become as white as the dead on the ground.

No words can describe the tragedy of this place.

Death is the ultimate silence, but thousands of deaths are a vortex that will swallow people in one mouthful.

It was so quiet that ghosts and gods roared like noises in the skull, it was a place where people would collapse if they stayed for a moment longer.

Song Xingbei held down the heart pulse, trying his best not to let the spirit body fluctuate.

He floated to Liu Yunshang's side, and wanted to speak several times, but he didn't ask anything.

Just now when the white light flickered, he heard a sound like shards of glass colliding, and he could probably guess that it was a Yao mirror formation, a reflection of the past and the future.

But this line mirror seems to be different from Taihui's line mirror technique. This forbidden technique can be regarded as the most heaven-defying technique of Taihui. When the Yao mirror is cast, it is impossible to be so coherent and real.

But right now is not the time to think about these things, Song Xingbei calmed down, and whispered to Liu Yunshang: "Miss Liu."

This is not his past or future, it can only mean that this Yao mirror is on Liu Mingshi.

Song Xingbei could more or less guess Liu Mingshi's former identity from the red-tasseled gun with a fierce aura.

He had also heard that Taihui Underworld had its own set of assessment criteria when selecting its underworld envoys, which was no less strict than Chuanshuju's selection of employees, and even more stringent.

It's one thing to just guess right, but it's another thing to actually experience it for yourself.

Song Xingbei lowered his eyes.

He saw at the end of the corpses all over the place, there was a battle flag with the word "Willow" written on it obliquely.

Liu Yunshang let out a long breath.

She closed her eyes hard, and when she opened them again, she had concealed all her emotions, and said to Song Xingbei: "I have already contacted Liu Feng, but the sound transmission is extremely unstable. He is not here, but with Sect Master Qiao. In the other mirror, let's look around to see if Lan Yin and Pu'er are here."

"Miss Liu..." After a pause, Song Xingbei said in a deep voice: "This is the Yao mirror, which is used to judge the past and the future. It is usually used as a method of divination. It is different from the Yao mirror I know, it must be borrowed by the caster to transform it, we should be careful."

When he said this, Liu Yunshang took a deep look at him.

Finally she nodded and said, "Okay, follow me closely."

There is no need for words like "Does it matter if you want it?"

Song Xingbei knew very well that any comfort from him seemed too light and weightless at this moment.

How he tried to persuade her lightly, instead of making Liu Yunshang fall into the past, he should tell her that he is also useful and a partner she can trust.

Then they inspected the Yao mirror projection, and found that it was not endless, and when they reached a certain range, they would be blocked by an invisible wall.

This Yao mirror occupies a very small area.

But there is only this battlefield.

What's even worse is that Liu Yunshang's necromancy has been suppressed, and he is no different from ordinary people at this moment.

Song Xingbei really wanted to beat up the behind-the-scenes manipulator of the Yao realm, and the assignment was too bad.

Liu Yunshang is strong enough to fight even if she becomes a mortal. If Elder Chu or Sect Master Qiao is with her, they will be a strong cooperation.

As for himself, he is just a soul, so useless.

If there is a crisis, he can't help at all.

Song Xingbei prayed in his heart: Don't be a scene of fleeing and killing.

"Swish."

The soul and body were more sensitive, and Song Xingbei suddenly heard something behind him.

He turned his head, only one thought in his mind.

——I'm such a crow's mouth, I'm afraid of anything.

Bodies moved all over the place.

The wobbly corpses stood up stiffly, turned their heads neatly, and stared at them with pairs of dark and enlarged eyes.

"run……"

Song Xingbei shouted at the moment before the corpses pounced: "Run!"

It's hard for Liu Feng to describe his situation now.

At the end of the communication between Yunshang and it, there were only intermittent noises, and now nothing can be transmitted.

It stepped on its own tail and told itself: I am already a mature cat.

——But he is meowing!What the hell is here!

What are the cubes flying in the sky, and what are the discs sweeping the floor in the house? !

It's not easy to meet a Qiao Zongzhu and become a brat, which is completely useless.

He meow, cat life is really difficult.

Liu Feng walked around the yard, the snowflakes fell softly on the ground, soon covered with a layer of fluffy white.It rolled, and felt that in this strange world, only this snow was real, the nature it was familiar with.

Tried to transmit the sound to Liu Yunshang again, and finally got some response this time.

"There is a voice, Sect Master Qiao!"

It yelled at Qiao Yan, who was still fighting with Liuli, who was still talking, but the echo stopped again as soon as he yelled.

Today's Qiao Yan looks like a sixteen or seven-year-old boy with no magic power. He put his hips on his hips and raised his head to the talking glass and said, "Okay, I'll come back later. You opened the door to let me know, just to tease you. See if you know."

Turning his head back to the courtyard, he knelt down and asked Liu Feng, "How is it? Can you transmit sound?"

Liu Feng closed his eyes, lowered his ears after a while, and sighed, "It's better than before, but it's still very incoherent. There seems to be some strange spiritual energy blocking my sound transmission. It shouldn't be. My sound transmission is even obstructed." Unstoppable."

It stomped hard on the snow, and said depressedly: "Whose mirror did we fall into? Is it possible that Taihui won't practice immortality in the future, so he will study Liuli who will talk, and that dish that sweeps the floor?"

The envoys of the underworld mostly know a thing or two about such spells as Yao Jing, but because Yao Jing has not appeared in the world for a long time, it does not know the solution for a while.

And at Qiao Yan's age, he had only read about this technique in books, so he had no idea.

Now they are in a small courtyard, which is also very nondescript. The paulownia corridor and the planting of flowers and trees are decent, but through a transparent wall, they can see many unfamiliar objects in the room.

For example, the disc sweeping on the ground and the potted plants that spit mist, and the big soft-looking seat, it is really unimaginable.

Moreover, they are trapped in this yard.

The only clue is the glowing glass embedded in the transparent wall.

Just now Qiao Yan didn't know what mechanism he touched, Liuli popped up a silver-blue box to them, and could speak, saying, "Xiao Qiao, please enter the password."

Liu Feng also tried it, and the other party was able to recognize people.

The answer to it is: "Xiao Liumao, please enter the password."

They don't know the password, they have tried over the wall, and they have tried brute-force cracking, but it doesn't work.

But he couldn't do nothing and wait to die, so Qiao Yan tried to "negotiate" with Liulikuai, while Liu Feng continued to search for clues.

They didn't make much progress until the snowflakes fell from the sky.

Neither the person nor the cat was discouraged, and planned to dig out the ground with rockery rocks and branches in the next step, and dug it out directly.

However, their plan hadn't been implemented yet, and the transparent wall suddenly opened by itself.

The light flashed, and a young man appeared, holding a child as old as Qiao Yan in his hand.

The child is young, white and clean, and has not yet grown up, but he can still vaguely see what he will look like in the future.

Liu Feng jumped onto Qiao Yan's shoulder, lowered his head and said to him: "No, what is the childhood of the wood, isn't it a small sapling?"

The appearance of that child is clearly a shrunken Mu Daoist.

The man was wearing a maroon robe, which was somewhat similar to Taihui's, but the style design was different from Qiao Yan's.

He opened the door and said to the kid next to him, "That's them, A999, deal with them."

Liu Feng was startled, the hair all over his body exploded, and he bent down and let out a low roar from his throat.

Not only because of this person's words, but also because it can perceive the terrifying power of the person in front of him.

It's not so oppressive, it's just the cat's intuition, it thinks that the other party can kill them by moving their fingers.

Qiao Yan also clenched the branch in his hand, and his body was tense. Even though he was still not that big, he still showed a steady and steady look.

He stared at the open door, reckoning that there was some possibility of escaping.

"Don't say it so scary, Mr. Cangsheng."

Cang Shan raised his head and said to the man, "Has their data been synchronized?"

Cang Shengtian said "Oh", patted his head, and said awkwardly: "...I forgot."

"Go and talk to them." Cangsheng Tiandao didn't care about his omissions, nudged him, and said: "This kind of creatures that fall into the gap of time is rare, and there is a fluffy one, you will soon There is a task to be done, wouldn't it be just right to get acquainted with the creatures in advance."

He rubbed the top of his head again, and said: "Besides, if one day you lose contact with Chuanshuju and have no data as a background reference, how can you do the task? Don't be too rigid, creatures are alive."

Cang Shan still looked up at him, his eyes seemed to be filled with a calm pool, which was not commensurate with his physique.

Cangsheng Tiandao laughed, and said something specious and meaningful: "Double-track trains, which one is more important?"

After saying that, he patted his sleeves and said: "I still have to go to a meeting with Jinghong and Tianming, so you can stay here."

Turning around, he merged into a ball of light and left.

"Are you fellow Taoist Cangshan?"

The other party nodded, Qiao Yan was still wary, and said again: "How to prove it?"

Cang Shan was not as tall as Qiao Yan at this time, and he looked like a fair and clean young man. His clothes were rather old-fashioned, and he was wrapped in the wide sleeves of his long robe. He was afraid that he would trip over after walking a few steps.

But he walked down the steps smoothly, and said: "Lan Yin doesn't like to lie down and sleep, Mr. Listener needs to have a good spiritual voice and good ventriloquism. He was quite afraid of thunder back then, and he liked to eat iced or burnt spirit stones. He called you Xiaoyanzi."

Hearing what he said, Qiao Yan believed it in his heart.

After all, they are not familiar with each other, and the rare intersection is Chu Lanyin.

At the same time, I also murmured in my heart that this wood is so familiar with the likes and dislikes of Lan Yin's sword spirit, it is considered intentional.

Qiao Zongzhu silently added a point to the wood that arched the cabbage.

"Is this your mirror?" Liu Feng didn't let go of his guard completely, and said, "Your past?"

Cang Shan also looked around the yard: "Well, yes, I used to live here."

"You open that door." Liu Feng said.

Although Mao Mao is fat, Mao Mao is also very smart.

Ever since it saw Cangshan, it has always felt that this person is not as simple as a wooden puppet, at least their celestial eye technique of the underworld has completely failed on this person, and it still feels dizzy after seeing too much.

Now that it's such a weird past, who can guarantee that this person is a good stubble.

Cang Shan sighed and shook his head, probably thinking that this day should come.

He walked to the glass door, stretched out his hand to press the switch, and the identification light board jumped out, saying: "The fingerprint identification is correct, Xiaoxie, welcome to log in to the Skylight system."

"you--"

Shocking cats for 100 years!

Xie Cangshan nodded: "Yes."

"So wood has a surname? Your surname is Xie?"

Qiao Yan was surprised by the logic of the spiritual power operation of this bare board, but he didn't react immediately.

Liu Feng's reaction was quick. He was so startled that his ears were pricked up, and he forcibly turned on the sound transmission regardless of whether he could hear it or not.

This time, for some reason, the audio transmission channel was turned on, and there was no more serious interference.

That Liu Yunshang seemed to have just gone through some fierce battle, and was still gasping for breath, asking loudly, "What's the matter, Master Cat?"

"That wooden puppet...surnamed Xie."

Liu Feng got through instantly.

Why is the wooden puppet so abnormal, why is he the same as that Bai Ben'er, and can't find anything.

—Because they are one person!

"What's the matter? Hiss...my surname is Liu!"

Liu Yunshang pulled up her sleeves to bandage herself, Song Xingbei used her gun as a crowbar, and was pushing a stone against the entrance of the cave to resist the zombies outside.

Turning around, he suddenly saw behind him, Liu Yunshang, who hadn't changed his face after beating a zombie, shouted.

"What?! Xie Cangshan? He cheated too?!"

Song Xingbei was startled, and blurted out: "What? Senior is dead?"

Liu Yunshang: "Is he not dead?"

Song Xingbei: "He's dead."

Liu Yunshang: "What the hell? Explain it to me!"

Song Xingbei couldn't bear it anymore.

"Uh, Miss Liu, you can understand that death is sometimes a process..."

At the same time, in the third Yao mirror.

With a snowflake on his head, Liu Feng said to Sect Master Qiao: "Sect Master Qiao, get together and read his name."

Sovereign Qiao's arc is so long.

He wondered: "Isn't it just thanking—what?! Xie Cangshan?! Master?!"

Ganzhou, Ling Huazong.

Holding a sword in his hand, Mu Xin blocked the exit of Linghua's treasure house with his face sinking like water.

It was not long ago that she realized that in fact, Ling Hua never had any "treasure house".

However, there are rumors from the outside world that there are only two forbidden places in the Nuo Da Linghua Sect. One is the Lanyin sword spirit on Xishan Mountain, which can ascend to immortality with its merits, and the other forbidden place may contain countless treasures.

There is no treasure, but behind the forbidden place, there are indeed secrets.

That is a magic circle.

Connected to the pit of the human world, it is the second seal besides the incomplete fixed sky needle.

At that time, meteor stones smashed into Taihui, evil things caused chaos, and evil waters flowed. It was the ancestors who forged the three fixed sky needles to turn the tide.

But few people know that one of the three fixing needles is an unfinished product.

At this time, Mu Xin also understood that the Immortal Dao League might be more sinister than they thought.

The Dingtian Needle is incomplete, and if this matter is reported, people will inevitably be in panic and cannot live all day long.

It is also difficult to determine which pit this needle is used in. Once it is determined by humans, it may arouse fighting between the demons and the human races.

Therefore, the ancestors of the past dropped the needle randomly, and wherever it landed, it was fate.

The fate fell on the human world.

Linghua used the second seal to make up for the incompleteness of the Dingtian Needle, but it was not done once and for all, and a large number of spirit stones were needed to maintain it every hundred years.

The treasure is a rumor, but this "key" actually exists.

The Immortal Dao League connived Tianque Zongxuan to snatch the key, perhaps the purpose was not that simple.

"Who are you?" Mu Xin stopped outside the forbidden area and said sharply, "You are not Seventeen."

There was pain in her eyes, but the Simeiren sword in her hand pointed directly at the other party.

"Don't even think about taking a step beyond the forbidden ground!"

The author has something to say:

【Death of today's company】

Big Li Pu'er: Little beauty~

Xiao Li Pu'er: My name is Elder Chu, little beauty? !Did I molested Elder Chu? !Ah - I'm gone! ! !

Qiao Yan (front): Stay away from Ling Hua's elders, you idiot!

Qiao Yan (back): ...Did I interrupt their intimacy?

Song Xingbei: I am a trash QAQ

Liu Yunshang: It's okay to touch~

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The number of words written in the three mirrors at the same time will explode... so switching scenes will not last for too long 2333