No one knows that the former strong enough to frighten the entire fairy world, the Luoxia Holy Land, but now it can only survive in such a corner place.
It is a small island.
There are no magnificent buildings on the island, only a few houses made of mud, a small quiet yard, and many vegetable gardens on the left.
This is the status quo of Luoxia Holy Land today.
The contemporary holy lord is a middle-aged woman and child, dressed in a long robe, dignified and majestic, with long hair and a cloud hairpin, the whole person reveals an extremely rich and graceful temperament.
She came from the depths and looked at Lin Mengyao quietly.
The latter took a deep breath, tried to calm down, and then spoke to the Holy Lord about what he had encountered over the years and what he said about Li Heng and his group.
For ten minutes, the Holy Lord did not speak.
After Lin Mengyao finished speaking, she also calmed down, her head hanging...
"Meng Yao." The Holy Lord smiled.
Ok
She raised her head subconsciously.
The Holy Lord said again: "Since you have chosen to trust them, why not bring them back directly?"
"The disciples dare not." Lin Mengyao was shocked.
"The saint of 300,000 years ago, is it really still alive?" The Holy Lord stared in a certain direction and sighed softly: "The Chaos Cauldron has been silent for too long, so long that we almost forgot the existence of this Cauldron."
It's not that she doesn't want to believe, but that she is too numb in her heart.
Luoxia Holy Land has worked hard for such a long time, how many eras has it been? How many years have passed
They are gradually declining, and their former glory is fading away. In this era, they even have to live in a remote place in the southern part of Zhanzhou.
What a satirical picture.
As a contemporary holy lord, she has believed in the holy place like that, and believes that the holy place can be glorious again. The road she firmly believes in is unimaginable by ordinary people.
But just half a year ago, she went deep into a mountain to search for "fairy species", and met those sects in Zhanzhou in the south. Ironically, she found the fairy species first, but she didn't have the courage to compete with them.
She dare not.
She hid in the dark and watched for several hours.
During this period of time, she has been reflecting on herself, is there any hope for Luoxia Holy Land
Is there still a need for this holy place
In the entire holy land, there are only a hundred disciples left, and their talents are not bad, but today's holy land can't give them much, causing their realm to be far surpassed by the same age.
Lin Mengyao seemed to perceive something, and her heart trembled again, and she said: "Holy Lord, we can participate in the Continent Race in three months. As long as we win the first place, Luoxia Holy Land will definitely be able to rise."
What she said was the competition between the young generations of Zhanzhou in southern Zhanzhou. There were no rewards, and they only fought for the sect.
Those who stand out will be famous throughout the southern Zhanzhou.
For many sects, this is a good opportunity, and they can also participate in the Luxia Holy Land.
It's just that Lin Mengyao didn't know that with the current level of the Holy Land, there was no way to participate in that competition, let alone winning the first place.
Moreover, they used to be a powerful sacred place that frightened the immortal world, how could they participate in such a competition
unreasonable.
Lin Mengyao spoke again: "Take this step first, and we will be able to go down slowly." Her eyes were firm.
"Go and bring them here." The Holy Lord didn't say anything.
She turned her back to Lin Mengyao, her entire back was full of sadness and loneliness.
She had worked so hard, but she really couldn't see any hope.
Lin Mengyao took a deep breath and turned to leave.
After a while, Li Heng and his party came here. He looked at the holy lord in front of him. He was an immortal... To be honest, this is a bit bad for a holy land.
The latter is also looking at him.
For a long time...
The Holy Lord chuckled and said, "Do you have Chaos Cauldron?" The tone was very calm, neither sad nor happy, not excited about Chaos Cauldron, or full of expectations.
Li Heng nodded, took out the ancient ding, and then quickly zoomed in.
Seeing this scene, the smile of the holy lord gradually solidified, and she stared at the ancient tripod.