Chapter 575 The End of the Story

Three days passed quickly. The two -month trial period came, and the white mist shrouded in the bluestone square quietly dissipated, revealing a broken scene, and the gate of the Ming Dynasty opened slowly.

Until this, the four Yuan Yingsun, the ancestors of Yun Tian and Gu Chang, still did not show up.

The atmosphere on the Qingshi Square became more and more depressed.

Several monks from Haizong, who were born in Zhen, looked very dignified and could not hide the panic in the eyes.

The ancestor of Kui Xing was also very surprised. The four Yuan Ying monks were buried in Mo Yuan.

If the ancestor of Yun Tian was designed by Chen Yuan and died in the mouth of the 10th level of Warcraft, why did the other three people be?

He quietly looked at Chen Yuan and Qingliu Jushi. Both of them looked as usual, and seemed to have not taken the four Yuan infant monks at all.

The ancestor of Kui Xing's ancestors moved, thinking of the two people who entered the two people who entered the Spirit Island this time, the doubts in their hearts gradually disappeared.

There are many secrets in the island. The four people may encounter Kunhai Aofang, or they may have encountered other calamities, but in any case, it is impossible to die in the hands of the two Yuan infants.

Thinking about it here, the ancestor of Kui Xing no longer hesitated and passed on to Chen Yuan: "Chen Daoyou, how about being waiting now?"

"Daoyou, please." Chen Yuan said back, got up and walked towards the Palace of Mingming.

Qingliu Jushi also put away the scroll in her hand and followed.

Que Xing's ancestor sneered in his heart, followed closely.

The three of them walked into the hall. The furnishings in the Ming Temple were very similar to the Tongtian Hall. The only difference was that there were no two teleportation arrays deep in the depths of the hall, but a stone statue of Xu Xu Gao.

The material used in the stone statue is the most common bluestone. There is a young monk carved with a handsome look with a smile on the corner of his mouth. He stood up with his hands and looked down at the people who walked into the hall with a gentle look.

In front of this stone statue, there is a confession, with a bronze fragrant furnace on it, light smoke, sandalwood surrounded by sandalwood.

When Chen Yuan saw this stone statue, he suddenly had a sudden meal, his expression changed slightly.

When the ancestor of Kui Xing saw this, his eyes flickered, and he was about to speak. Chen Yuan suddenly said: "Qingliu Daoyou, this friend of Kui Xing, who is well -known in Yuqing Hai Xianxian Realm. Bamboo, I don't know what to do with friendship? "

Qingliu Jushi stunned, hugged his punch, and smiled: "Kui Xingdao's friendly feelings, the old man will remember in mind."

The idea of ​​the ancestor of Kui Xing was interrupted by Chen Yuan, and he was not easy to ask, so he had to arrest and pay back: "Qingliu Daoyou has a heavy words, and he hates Chen Daoyou late in the next time.

The three came to the stone statue, and beside the incense burner, more than twenty slap -sized jade cards were lined up.

Chen Yuan glanced deeply at the stone statue, facing this flat stone statue, hugging his fists with both hands, and worshiped deeply.

He finally remembered where the inexplicable sense of familiarity came from when he first saw the spirit.

The appearance of this stone statue and the Qingpao Lingling is extremely similar, but the temperament is different.

The stone statue is more gentle and elegant.

However, the vicissitudes and fatigue on the Gao Ling's body, Chen Yuan did not recognize it, and he was associated with the stone statue.

When Chen Yuan got up straight, a jade card in the case slowly flew up slowly, falling into his hands, it was a Tongtian Ling.

He suddenly remembered that there were rumors that at the beginning of the opening of the Spirit Island, there was a Yuan Ying monk who did not worship the stone statue, took the order without authorization, and immediately descended to the thunder and split it to death.

Later, a few people died under the thunder because of disrespectful stones.

Since then, no one dares to disrespect the stone statue, that is, the monk enters the Palace of Mingming, and he has to worship the stone statue.

Chen Yuan remembered the worship of his "master" in Qingpao Ban Ling, and his eyes fell on the bronze fragrant furnace. The aroma lingering his nose and refreshing.

Is the monk depicted by this stone statue, or the master of the Qingpao Spirit?

He seemed to see the green robe gently picked up the furnace cover, put a piece of sandalwood, and bowed to the back of the worship.

After Chen Yuan retired, the ancestor of Kui Xing and Qingliu Jushi stepped forward and respectfully the ceremony. Two Tongtian Ling flew from the confession and fell into the hands of the two.

After getting Tongtian Ling, the three turned and left and walked outside the Palace of Mingming.

Suddenly Chen Yuan's ears sounded the voices of Kui Xing's ancestors: "Chen Daoyou thinks, what is the relationship between this stone statue and the predecessor?"

When Chen Yuan's thoughts turned, he said, "Taoyou said with caution, the predecessors are unpredictable, and the magical power is vast.

Kui Xing's ancestor narrowed, and the voice replied: "Taoyou said very much, in Menglang ..."

He sneered secretly in his heart. Could this Chen Yuan really take the predecessor?

The three walked out of the Ming Temple, a volume of light, and flew out of the bluestone square. Everything I saw in front of me became darker.

At this time, it was clear that the empty air was clear and the sun was bright, but it fell on the island, but it seemed to be stained with a layer of gray, giving a sense of decline.

Looking at it, there are ruins after the war everywhere.

The residual wall is broken, the peaks are broken, the earth is scorched, the sharp sword marks long, the claw prints of the size of the size, and the burnt soil after the flames are burned, all of which have a decaying sense, a broken scene after the war.

When he entered Tongtian Island last time, Chen Yuan did not meet the Qingpao Ling Ling, and thought it was a war between the ancient monks.

But now I see this ancient battlefield, but in my mind, the tragic scenes of the monks who are regardless of the body of the people are desperate.

Perhaps the White Ape Demon King with Zhu Yan's bloodline also ravaged Tongtian Island.

Seventeen Divine Transformation cultivators, how many died on this floating giant island...

Chen Yuan's thoughts were flowing, but his speed of flight was not slow. Together with Qingliu Layman and Kuixing Patriarch beside him, he flew forward. In less than a quarter of an hour, he flew dozens of miles.

Tongtian Island is vast and boundless. From the outside, it looks only a few hundred miles in size, but in fact, it has been used with spatial magic, and the interior is as large as ten thousand miles.

On the edge of Tongtian Island, there are no spatial cracks or spatial secret realms. For tens of thousands of years, the Yuqinghai cultivators and the demons have dug three feet deep and plundered it clean.

Suddenly, Qingliu Layman sent a message to Chen Yuan: "Fellow Daoist Chen, this Kuixing Patriarch is a giant of the demonic path, extremely cruel, and his subordinates have killed many people. Why should we join forces with him?"

Chen Yuan replied: "Today I am going to eliminate demons and defend the path."

Qingliu Layman's expression moved, and when he looked at Kuixing Patriarch again, he couldn't help but smile a little, looking very kind.

Kuixing Patriarch saw this and responded with a smile, but he had already thought about where to fight.

The three of them flew thousands of miles in silence, their speed gradually slowed down, and their expressions became much more solemn.

In the void ahead, there were several white cracks hanging quietly in the air.

Each crack was several feet long and several inches wide, as if someone had left a sword mark in the air with a flying sword, which was very inconspicuous in the blue sky.

Kuixing Patriarch looked at Chen Yuan: "If we go further, there will be more and more space cracks. We will have to rely on Fellow Daoist Chen."

Chen Yuan smiled proudly and took the lead to fly forward, "It's just a space crack, it's nothing to worry about, leave it to me."

"Fellow Daoists, please follow me. If there are space cracks, I will block them for you."

Kuixing Patriarch's face changed. Compared with just now, Chen Yuan's escape speed has slowed down a lot.

But in an area where space cracks are hidden, it still looks incredibly fast.

Qingliu Layman knew that Chen Yuan had mastered the art of teleportation and his mastery of space was far beyond that of ordinary people, so he followed him immediately.

He escaped more than ten feet, and did not forget to turn back to remind Kuixing Patriarch: "Fellow Daoist Kuixing, why don't you catch up?"

Kuixing Patriarch hesitated for a moment, but still flew forward, but was separated from the two by dozens of feet. He followed their forward route and followed closely behind, never taking a wrong step.

When flying, his eyes fell on Chen Yuan, with hidden worry.

Kuixing Patriarch followed the two men nervously. After flying hundreds of miles, the space cracks became more and more dense, with one every thirty or forty feet, up and down, left and right.

Chen Yuan's escape speed did not slow down at all, and he did not take the dangerous space cracks seriously at all.

But Kuixing Patriarch had to admit that Chen Yuan was indeed quite capable, no wonder he was so arrogant.

No matter how subtle and hidden the space cracks were, he could avoid them more than ten feet in advance without any mistakes.

No mistakes, one sentence, one content, one 6, one book, one bar!

But Kuixing Patriarch was still terrified. He was not worried about his own safety. Anyway, with Chen Yuan and Qingliu Layman in front, even if Chen Yuan made a mistake and was swallowed by the space crack, it would not be his turn.

But because of this, if Chen Yuan was swallowed by the space crack, the Yuehua Dew in his hand would also be destroyed.

He reminded Chen Yuan several times to slow down his speed, but Chen Yuan ignored it every time. Not only did his speed not slow down at all, but it even sped up a bit, and even showed off in his words.

Kuixing Patriarch cursed inwardly, but it was difficult to persuade him anymore. His contempt for Chen Yuan had reached an unprecedented level.

Only such a villain who succeeded in his career could offend the three royal families and Zhenhai Sect at the same time when he was in the stage of forming a pill.

When he was still a Jindan cultivator, he was very cautious and would not easily provoke the three major sects.

The three of them escaped for hundreds of miles, and suddenly a valley of several acres appeared in front of them. The green trees and flowers were lush, which was incompatible with the barren and broken land.

Around this valley, there was a faint silver-gray light curtain, surging like water waves.

Separated by a layer of light curtain, the outside was dry and cracked earth, but the inside was picturesque, which looked extremely weird.

Chen Yuan's mind moved. This was the secret space realm scattered all over Tongtian Island. According to the green robe array spirit, it was plundered from another world by his powerful master for the ancient cultivators to practice. It contained a large number of natural treasures.

Tens of thousands of years later, Tongtian Island fell, and these secret space realms became dilapidated, and most of them were destroyed.

But the few treasures left in them still made the Yuqinghai cultivators covet them.

Chen Yuan's escape speed did not slow down. He avoided a hidden space crack and flew forward.

Qingliu followed closely, and Kuixing Patriarch suddenly said: "I have been to this secret space before. There is a ruined secret space more than 700 miles away."

"The treasure I am looking for is in it. I hope you two Taoist friends can help me deal with the ninth-level beast."

"After the matter is done, I will help you two Taoist friends to take the Qingfeng Bamboo."

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he smiled and said: "Okay, please show me the way."

Kuixing Patriarch saw that he agreed so readily, and felt something was wrong in his heart.

But when he thought of the four drops of moon dew, greed suddenly arose. He suppressed this feeling and smiled: "Please ask Chen Daoyou to explore the way to the southeast first..."

Chen Yuan did as he was told, turned his body, and flew to the southeast.

The two followed him, going deeper and deeper into the island, and the space cracks they encountered became more and more dense, so Chen Yuan had to slow down his speed.

But the distance of 700 miles is not long. Even if the distance the three people had flown was added, it was still less than 2,000 miles.

In the Jueling Island with a radius of tens of thousands of miles, it can only be regarded as barely entering the depths, and it is still far from the core.

In less than three hours, under the guidance of the Kuixing Patriarch, Chen Yuan changed directions several times and finally came to the space secret realm he mentioned.

Qingliu looked at the barren wilderness in front of him. If it were not for the faint silver-gray light curtain covering the edge, it seemed no different from the dilapidated Jueling Island, and there was no sign of any treasures. He frowned.

Chen Yuan glanced at the wasteland, and the arrogance on his face disappeared without a trace: "This space secret realm is hard to find, please, two Taoist friends."

As he said, he flew into the wasteland, speeding up a bit.

Kuixing Patriarch was stunned. He hadn't said what he had prepared yet, but Chen Yuan had already fallen into the trap, which caught him off guard. The feeling of something wrong rose from the bottom of his heart again.

"Why did you stop, fellow Daoist Kuixing?" Qingliu Lay Buddhist woke him up from his thoughts.

Kuixing Patriarch's eyes flashed with doubt, but thinking of the two people's cultivation in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he was reluctant to give up the four drops of Moon Dew that were about to be obtained, so he followed.

He followed the two people and flew into the light gray light curtain, as if swimming in the water, with a gentle squeezing force coming from all around.

Kuixing Patriarch's eyes blurred, but the next moment, the resistance had disappeared.

He came to a wilderness, looking around, the sky and the earth were dark, the spiritual energy was thin, and the radius was only a few miles. Among all the remaining space secrets on Jueling Island, they were also the smallest and most dilapidated ones.

Chen Yuan and Qingliu Lay Buddhist were not far in front of Kuixing Patriarch, only a few hundred feet apart.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Kuixing Patriarch, and he moved forward and stopped in front of the two people.

At this moment, the truth was revealed, and he no longer pretended to be polite. He sneered and said, "Are you two Taoist friends wondering where the ninth-level beast I mentioned is?"

Chen Yuan turned around, but there was no surprise on his face. He just shook his head: "The burial place chosen by Taoist Kuixing for himself is too cramped."

Kuixing Patriarch was stunned. Chen Yuan's reaction was completely different from what he imagined. His expression looked much more unfamiliar, and there was no arrogance or complacency at all.

He stared at Chen Yuan: "Daoyou Chen, have you guessed that I will attack you?"

Chen Yuan smiled slightly: "This place is only two thousand miles away from Tongming Palace, how can there be a level nine beast?"

Kui Xing Patriarch narrowed his eyes slightly, and the momentum of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul spread out: "Then Daoyou Chen dares to follow, isn't it courting death?"

Chen Yuan smiled, and an aura that was no less than that of Kuixing Patriarch slowly emanated from him: "Daoyou's plan is also what I wish for, isn't it?"