Ling Li stiffened for a moment, then relaxed and said calmly: "Did the remnants show up?"
The Lord of Shengtian Palace shook his head slightly, "There are rumors that ghosts have been frozen for tens of thousands of miles, and the Lihen Monument is shaking. Something big must have happened. You should go and investigate. If the remnants don't show up, don't reveal your identity as the keeper of the monument."
After saying that, he waved his broad sleeves, sword light flashed, and a strange black and red spiritual sword was inserted in front of Ling Li. Blood was steaming from the black sword, like a vicious ghost that devoured people, contrasting with Ling Li's black robe. , surprisingly harmonious.
This is a magic sword!
A cold look flashed in Ling Li's eyes as he pursed his lips. His outstretched hand paused and finally grabbed the hilt of the sword.
In an instant, countless blood lines came to life from the hilt of the sword and rushed into his palm. The familiar and heartbreaking pain was no longer worthy of making him frown.
When the entire sword turned into blood and was absorbed into his body, Ling Li raised his eyes and took a deep look at the Lord of the Shengtian Palace on the high platform, and left silently, his breath quickly disappearing into the secret area of the Shengtian Temple.
The palace, which symbolizes the pinnacle of power in the world of cultivation, has once again returned to cold silence.
…
"Uncle Fang, are we really going to Guixiao? The sound of that place makes us panic."
At the entrance of a certain intelligence organization, Su Buhu glanced at the departing steward, moved closer to the unshaven young man with a calm face, and whispered in a low voice: "Didn't you say you wanted to help find my mother? Although my mother can be considered a saint, It’s a temple, but as a maid, there’s no way she would be interested in things like frozen ghosts, right?”
"maid?"
Fang Yuan put away the jade slips for a moment, with a look of astonishment on his face, "Is your mother the maid of the Holy Temple?"
"Is not it?"
Su Buwang blinked in confusion.
Fang Yuan frowned and did not answer.
In the Holy Temple, Su at this age has not forgotten her son, and there cannot be another person.
During this period of time, he did not deliberately test Su Buhui. Although this kid survived in the Shengtian Temple, he didn't know much, and what he heard was all half-truths and half-falsehoods, just like now.
"Uncle Fang, is it possible..."
Su Buwang looked serious, and Fang Yuan couldn't help but feel nervous. Was he too obvious
"Is it possible that you went to Guixiao for some personal reasons?"
Su Buhu's eyes shone, and he showed an understanding smile, "Uncle Fang, if you want to say it, just say it directly, no need to beat around the bush, I, Su Buhu, have concerns in my heart, and Uncle Fang didn't just jump out of the cracks in the rocks. Yes, of course, wherever you go, I will follow you!"
Seeing Su Buwu's shameless appearance, Fang Yuan's eyelids twitched, but he was secretly relieved and did not explain.
"In that case, let's set off."
As he walked away from the attic, Su Buwang glanced at the "Tianya Ke" plaque hanging on the attic at the entrance and followed immediately.
At the same time, the Ghostly Saint Sect "Han Sect" spread throughout the major areas of Qingshui Realm with the help of jade slips passed by Tianya Ke.
"The ghostly ice monster is doing evil and is invisible and has no trace. It is most likely a big monster born naturally in the world! Only monks in the god-transformation stage can withstand the cold air. The ghostly creatures are in ruins. I hope all my colleagues will come to help!"
Only a few days after this news spread, the teleportation arrays in all major areas were immediately overcrowded, and old monsters who had not been born for many years appeared one after another, which opened the eyes of many casual cultivators.
"I didn't expect there to be so many people who are passionate about the ancient ways in the world of cultivation!"
Seeing the unprecedented grand occasion, some people couldn't help but sigh, but they were immediately ridiculed.
"Gu Dao Rechang? You are really naive. If it weren't for that ice demon born naturally from heaven and earth, who would be willing to die?"
"Ice demon, but
Being a monster, what good can it do? "
"How do I know? I only know that this kind of demon spirit thing born from heaven and earth is of great use to people with advanced cultivation!"
Ling Li, who was wearing a monk's robe and a jade mask covering his face, mingled among the crowd in the teleportation formation. His eyes swept across the surrounding monks. After seeing the team heading towards the Holy Temple, he immediately withdrew his gaze.
The next moment, the teleportation array's spiritual power was fully charged, and everyone disappeared.
…
The ghost clan, Han Sect's little secret realm, is as warm as spring.
As the light of the teleportation array flashed, waves of monks with advanced cultivation levels arrived.
"Uncle Fang, is this the Han Sect?"
Su Buwang curiously looked at the mountains and rivers in Xiaomi, and whispered: "This place is like spring all year round, and it is not cold at all. How can it be named with the word 'cold'? But the atmosphere of this sect is better than that of Shengtian The temple is much gentler and doesn’t smell like blood.”
Fang Yuan did not respond. He narrowed his eyes slightly and cast his gaze on a mountaintop opposite the teleportation array. There were many familiar disciples of the Holy Sect on it.
"All the four peak holy sects are here, and the Han sect's people are entertaining us above."
There were whispers around, and many people's eyes followed the guidance and landed on the hilltop opposite, "Yin Xuetong from Huangxing Palace, Qu Qingning from Angui Valley, Fang Mu from Tianhe Sect, Shengtian Temple... Hey, it's not that person." , are the rumors true?"
"What rumors?"
"Haha, that person has too many enemies. I heard that he has killed many genius seeds in Ankui Valley this time. If he shows up openly, there is no guarantee that the Supreme Leader of Ankui Valley will not personally take action and kill him! "
"Many people in Ankui Valley have died. I have heard about this, but aren't they sure it was caused by the devil? Why is it related to the Evil Emperor?"
"I'm not from the Holy Sect, how would I know?"
"Isn't the young sect leader of Tianhe Sect Fang Yuan? How come his brother Fang Mu is leading the team?"
"I heard that he traveled abroad in his early years, but now there is no news. No one knows where he went."
"Tsk, tsk, it is rumored that the Evil Emperor and Fang Yuan were involved because of that..."
"Shut up!"
Suddenly a loud shout came from the crowd, and the casual cultivators consciously moved out of the way. Then they saw a group of disciples wearing Shengtian Temple sect uniforms approaching menacingly. The leader was a delicate-looking woman in red. Xiu, the pretty face is full of evil.
"If you dare to offend my Holy Temple, I will tear your mouth apart!"
Seeing such a formation, the monk's face turned pale with fright. At this moment, his body softened and he knelt down, "The villain talks too much, sir, have mercy on me!".
The woman was unmoved, and actually sent someone to come forward and tear open the monk's mouth. She almost tore his head in half from the corner of his mouth, and saw that he could not survive.
The shrill screams echoed in the mountains, blood was spilled, and most of the people around the originally crowded teleportation array were instantly missing. They did not dare to stay for fear of being angered by the people of the Holy Temple.
Su Buwang's face became angry, and he was about to step forward, but was held tightly by Fang Yuan.
"This place is not suitable for trouble. If it is exposed, you and I will not be able to escape."
The cold voice filled his heart, and Su Buwu suddenly woke up with a jolt. Fear flashed in his eyes, and he let Fang Yuan pull him away.
He was so confused that he didn't notice a pair of eyes among the casual cultivators staring at him through the mask.
Ling Li suppressed the fluctuation of his mask and saw that Su Buwang and Fang Yuan met together and had a harmonious relationship. His eyes were gentle for a moment, then returned to coldness and silence.
But it was said that after Su Buwang was pulled into a guest room by Fang Yuan, he looked lost and murmured: "That's Sister Zhuquan. I still remember that she treated me well when I was a child, but I didn't expect that she would be so cruel and cruel, and she would say something inappropriate to an important person." life."
Fang Yuan looked at Su Buwang with amusement. What Su Li did in the Samsara Mirror back then, in terms of ruthlessness and deceit, the Bamboo Spring in the Shengtian Temple was nothing compared to the big one.
Even Ling Li, who was the leader of the Hidden Demon Sect at the time, was fooled by her.
However, Su Li's ruthlessness was not about being brave and aggressive. Every word and every action had deep meaning. Even Ling Li, who was the leader of the Hidden Demon Sect at the time, was fooled by her.
If not, how could he be so deeply obsessed with her that even after she married Ling Li, she wouldn't want to leave, she just wanted to be by her side and protect her.
After the blood disaster of the Holy Spirit, Su Li's soul was shattered. He returned to the Qingshui Realm and the Tianhe Sect, but everything he saw was gloomy, as if everything was meaningless.
He left the sect and looked for a way to resurrect Su Li, but he didn't expect to meet Su Buwang by chance.
Thinking of this, Fang Yuan looked at Su Buwang with a gentler gaze.
"Again!"
Su Buwang felt his scalp numb at the sight, so he moved away without leaving a trace.
Although this senior who met by chance along the way couldn't help but protect his safety and gave him guidance on his cultivation. He did not overstep his bounds on weekdays and acted like a close elder, but he still felt uncomfortable and even confused.
Is it possible that the monks outside are all so approachable and affable
He thought so at first, but when he followed Fang Yuan all over the country, no one could tell the strangers and juniors so much about what they encountered and heard. They were all wary and intrigued.
"Xu Shitian is pitiful and wants to compensate me for the injustice I suffered in Shengtian Temple. If I can always follow Uncle Fang, that would be... good."
Su Buhuo was thinking this, and suddenly felt a vibration in the outside world. A faint chill spread along the void, and Fang Yuan reached out and pinched it out at his fingertips.
At the same time, a deep and old voice echoed through the Han Sect.
"Fellow Taoists, the passage to the outside world has been opened, and the chill is very strong. Only monks at the stage of divine transformation or above can withstand it..."
Before he finished speaking, Su Buhui, who opened the window, saw a large number of people pouring into the huge portal suspended in the void, and wisps of frightening chill were revealed from it.
Su Buwu even had the illusion that he was about to be frozen in an instant.
"Uncle Fang, otherwise I will stay in Hanzong. It will be convenient for you to move alone, so I won't cause you any trouble."
Su Buwang's face turned pale, and he turned around, only to see Fang Yuan twirling his fingers, his expression more serious than ever before, and the laughter on his face disappeared.
"Uncle Fang, what's wrong?"
"you're right."
Fang Yuan suddenly stood up, waved his hand and formed a sword seal to hit Su Buwang's eyebrows, "You stay in Hanzong to practice and wait for my return."
Su Buhuo felt a chill between his brows. When he heard Fang Yuan's words, regardless of what was patted on his brows, he said anxiously: "Uncle Fang, I was just joking, I'll go with you!"
"Don't worry, the Shengtian Temple has no time to manage a big demon of this level. As long as you don't act recklessly in the Han Sect, no one can do anything to you."
Fang Yuan comforted him with a warm voice. He looked at the passage and said, "The situation is much more complicated than I thought. If you are invaded by the cold, you will instantly freeze into an ice sculpture. I will not be able to save you. How will I find you then?" Your mother?"
Hearing what Fang Yuan said, Su Buwang finally understood the power of that "ice demon". He shrank his neck and said with some embarrassment: "Uncle Fang, please come back early. Don't offend the Holy Sect rashly." , those are not good people."
Fang Yuan couldn't help but laugh. Su Buhuo was too prejudiced against Shengzong, but he felt relieved when he thought that this child grew up in Shengtian Temple.