Chapter 249: Three or Five Places in the Fog

Yuan Youyou has always been in the white mist, but his life is not very easy, because with the large number of deaths of those monks, many monks from the sect can no longer hold back and want to go in and see for themselves what is going on inside.

Listening to those noisy sounds, the tourists frowned.

The old man came to the distant visitor and lowered his voice and said, "I'm afraid things can't be suppressed now. What do you think, Brother Tao?"

Yuan Youyou was invited to preside over this major event, but speaking of it, he was just a puppet. In the face of such a major event, his words were of no use at all. If it had been before, he could still persist, but now, in fact, even he will be a little shaken. .

He thought again of the Master Zhanglu whom he had been looking at infatuatedly before. That Master had already arrived in the mountains. Although he still had no trace of him, he was afraid that he had now entered the ruins.

After thinking about it, Yuan Youyou took the initiative to walk over there. Taoist Ning Gui and Taoist Mo Ying were standing there, watching the quarrel here. These two people were calm and naturally did not get involved.

Seeing the tourists coming from far away, Taoist Ninggui took the initiative and said, "Thank you for your hard work, fellow Taoist who traveled far away."

Although Chixin Guan is the largest sect in Taoism, it is not necessarily arrogant, domineering and unkind at all times.

Taoist Mo Ying also looked a little apologetic, but he didn't know if it was true.

Yuan Youyou said straight to the point, "What do the two fellow Taoists think now? There are serious casualties inside. I'm afraid something really happened that is not known to outsiders. It is reasonable for the fellow Taoists from various sects to be a little worried."

Taoist Ning Gui smiled and just said, "I would like to ask fellow Taoist Mo Ying, if the Wantian Palace sends monks into it, how many of them can still maintain their cultivation?"

As both Taoist sects, Taoist Ninggui naturally knows that there must be some magic weapon in places like Wantian Palace that can guarantee the cultivation of monks who enter the ruins. However, most of these things are mountain-tightening treasures, and there are not many. , it is hard to say whether Wantian Palace has given it to its disciples.

Entering a state of forgetfulness or entering a state of the other side?

What happens inside and whether it can be solved are all questions.

Taoist Mo Ying was silent for a moment and said, "We are all disciples. What happened inside really needs an answer."

Taoist Ning Gui said, "If we go in now, it's hard to say what's going on in the ruins."

That piece of white mist is really weird. Many secret techniques cannot be used in it. Apart from blocking their cultivation, many other things are actually very blocking. It's like they have been there for a long time. The respective disciples have put down magic weapons that can be used to contact them, but they are completely unable to contact them at this moment.

The tourists from afar remained silent. The attitudes of the two Taoists seemed to have no differences, but in fact, neither of them said any actual words or made a decision.

"Fellow Taoist Yuanyuan, there are some things that we need to look at again. As for the concerns of other fellow Taoists, we naturally understand them."

Taoist Ninggui wanted to speak but stopped, feeling a little embarrassed.

Taoist Mo Ying said nothing.

Yuanyuan didn't say anything. He already understood the concerns of the two people.

But what is happening inside now, tourists from far away really want to know.

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The stone tablets outside the cemetery collapsed and turned into ruins. Inside, there were corpses and bones everywhere. This place really looked like a real hell.

Fortunately, there are always monks who escape from here, and not all of them die here.

A middle-aged Taoist holding an oil-paper umbrella floated over to the mausoleum.

On the outskirts of the garden, the face under the umbrella had no expression. He came to the collapsed stone tablets and wiped them with his hands. He didn't find anything strange, so he shook his head with some disappointment and entered the ruins. Since then, he has traveled to many places, but has never gained much. Now that he appears here, he can feel the difference here.

He quickly entered the cemetery and saw corpses and bones all over the ground.

He knew that most of those corpses were Taoist disciples just by looking at their clothes.

Looking at the dug graves, he knew what had happened here. As a Taoist master, he could see the so-called human heart very clearly.

The middle-aged Taoist has been cultivating for many years and has reached a high level. He will no longer be disturbed by these things. Therefore, after just taking a look, the middle-aged Taoist withdrew his gaze and looked into the distance with a calm expression. He stretched out his fingers, and some wind pointed at them. It passed by and fell somewhere.

The middle-aged Taoist said softly, "There was a big war."

Depending on his level, although he could not completely know what happened before, he still knew that the two people were fighting here.

"Is he a swordsman?"

The middle-aged Taoist frowned slightly. He felt the remaining sword energy in the air, but he was very defeated.

"Failed."

The middle-aged Taoist quickly came to a conclusion, and then he laughed at the conclusion he came to. When a sword cultivator reaches the realm of forgetfulness, he can be called a sword immortal, which is equivalent to the title of a Taoist master. If he can still If you take a step forward, you can also add a big character in front.

Great Sword Immortals are very rare in the world today. There are probably only three or two in the world, so the middle-aged Taoist does not think that this Sword Immortal will be like the Great Sword Immortal.

If it is really the Great Sword Immortal, even he is not sure of winning. <

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Such a swordsman is too terrifying.

In fact, the world has never seen the likes of the Great Sword Immortal in the past hundred years.

I wonder if the master of the Sword Sect who has not been seen for a long time will be in this state.

"The other breath is too strange, it doesn't seem like a sect of cultivation in the world, who is it?"

In Chixin Temple, he read the Taoist scriptures and knew a lot of things. He had dabbled in all the sects of cultivation in the world. Although he couldn't say he was proficient, he could at least see it.

The middle-aged Taoist stood in front of the pile of bones, feeling the remaining breath and thinking about many things.

In the end, he still didn't come to any conclusion, just shook his head, and then bent down to pick up the skull that was split into two halves.

Looking at the cracks on it, the middle-aged Taoist smiled.

The next moment, his figure flashed again.

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Yun Jianyue had been walking forward. He didn't stop when he passed by the cemetery, so he was not affected. When the bones appeared in the cemetery, he had come to a farther place. The stream had no end, so he walked along the stream.

After an unknown period of time, he finally came to the end of the wilderness, which was already very deep in the ruins.

The stream fell from here and became a small waterfall. There was a valley in front of him.

Listening to the sound of water, Yun Jianyue suddenly felt that a trace of Qi began to emerge in his body.

This place is deep in the ruins, but it is not so suppressive?

Yun Jianyue frowned slightly, and was a little surprised by this discovery.

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