Chapter 1257

In the center of Daoshan Mountain, there are many golden palaces.

It's just that compared to the past, these halls are deserted and lonely, and there is no human voice.

The presence of the Palace Master is not only a great event for the Qingcang world, but also for the Daotian Academy.

Therefore, at this time, all the elders and disciples had already gathered in the lecture hall to listen to the sage's admonition.

At this time, in front of one of the ancient temples, Xia Zhimeng and Yang Yuan stood side by side, looking coldly at a nine-story building in the distance.

After several days of investigation, he found that this tall building was the only Buddhist scripture pavilion in Daotian Academy.

And the opportunity that senior said to open the Heavenly Mansion of Reincarnation is probably in this building.

"Junior Sister! Everything is going according to plan, I will hurry up."

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, his eyes were extremely serious.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to lure this holy elder who was guarding the scripture pavilion away.

But a few days ago, Xia Zhimeng took the initiative to offer a plan, saying that she had a treasure bestowed by her master, which could trap the strong in the holy realm.

In this way, reincarnation Tianfu is at your fingertips.

From the very beginning, Yang Yuan knew that Xia Zhimeng's master had a mysterious origin and a terrifying cultivation base.

Even the Void Sect Master is quite respectful and afraid of him.

Naturally, he didn't have the slightest doubt about Xia Zhimeng's methods.

only! !

After all, Zhimeng's cultivation is only in the honorable realm. Even if the spiritual treasure in his hand is terrifying, it is still a great risk to deal with a person in the holy realm.

Junior Sister Xia, Yang Yuan will keep this kindness in his heart! !

"Um."

Xia Zhimeng nodded indifferently, raised his foot and walked towards the Sutra Pavilion.

Behind him, the corners of Yang Yuan's mouth trembled slightly, as if mustering up his courage, he suddenly said in a deep voice, "Zhimeng!! Wait for me..."

"knew."

Can! !

Before Yang Yuan could finish speaking, Xia Zhimeng waved his hand impatiently and quickly disappeared into the distance.

"Um?"

Yang Yuan was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head bitterly.

Has it all come to this point?

It seems that I already have a tacit understanding with my junior sister.

Although her voice is so cold, but in the whole Qingcang, who would be willing to risk their lives to pave the way for Yang Yuan to lure the enemy?

Junior sister, even though you have understood my thoughts, I still want to tell you loudly that you have always lived in my heart~ I have cared too much and it is hard to let go and forget it~ I love you so much~ That's why I choose not to give up and admit defeat~ You Don't cry~ I will cherish it with the rest of my life!

until! !

Xia Zhimeng's expression fell from the sky in a hurry, and he stood in front of the Sutra Pavilion, shouting loudly, "Elder! Elder!"

"Buzz."

In the pavilion, suddenly there was an old man walking out slowly, looking at the girl in front of him coldly, "Who are you?"

"Elder, it's not good, my senior brother... I have become a demon in cultivation, I beg the elders to save my senior brother."

"Huh? Cultivated into magic?"

The elder of the Holy Realm frowned, now the entire Daotian Academy, the elders and strong men have all arrived at the lecture hall, and only him and a few elders guarding the mountain are left in the Academy of Nuoda, so it is reasonable for this girl to come here.

"Where is your brother?"

"It's on the cliff ahead."

Xia Zhimeng turned her head and glanced at the distant mountain, "Elder, please, save my brother, he is an orphan..."

"Let's go."

Seeing that Xia Zhimeng's eyes were clouded with tears, the elder of the holy realm did not doubt him.

This is Daotian Academy, he does not believe that anyone would dare to deceive him here.

What's more, in this scripture hall, there is a formation seal arranged by the master of the formation courtyard himself.

Not to mention a respected disciple, even if the Supreme comes personally, it is absolutely impossible for him to leave silently.

And as long as there is a slight movement here, the elders of other schools will definitely notice it.

Now that the Palace Master is present in the world to preach scriptures, he will not allow anything to disrupt this grand event! !

"Elder! Here!!"

Hearing this, Xia Zhimeng's face suddenly showed a gleam of joy, but the elder of the holy realm waved his hand to lay down the formation seal, enclosing the entire scripture hall, and then followed Xia Zhimeng towards the distant mountain.

Seeing this scene, a smile appeared on Yang Yuan's face.

Although the fluctuations in the formation looked extremely terrifying, he had already prepared for it.

In other words, the junior sister has long been prepared.

Yang Yuan lowered his head and looked at a golden talisman in his hand, with a bright smile on his lips.

This talisman was also given to him by his junior sister, and it can break the battle.

Inexplicably, Yang Yuan was more and more moved.

See, how lucky it is to find a good Taoist companion in this immortal journey.

In particular, this Taoist companion is a rich woman.

Before Yang Yuan's eyes, pictures suddenly appeared.

The scene where Ling Xiao and Gu Chaoci climbed to the pinnacle of Shinto was really shocking.

So much so that now, a trace of longing has been engraved in the hearts of this young generation.

In the past, the Qing Cang Wanzong believed in the Dao of Ruthless, but now they have discovered another interesting path to immortality.

Enter the Tao with affection and urge you to move forward.

In this way, the Dao heart is different, how to seek the peak of the world, and Ling Xiao's goal will naturally be achieved.

There are many ways to break the Dao heart, one of which is called subtle influence.

"call!"

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, not daring to hesitate any longer, he sneaked up to the scripture hall, and stamped the golden talisman in his hand.

"Buzz."

Ripples rippled quietly, and a corner of the ancient formation suddenly shattered.

Yang Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly, he looked around, and after confirming that there was no one there, he stepped into it.

only! !

The moment his figure appeared in the scripture storage hall, he suddenly found that the aura in his hand was completely gone, without any trace of power.

And the ancient formation in front of him seemed... extraordinarily dazzling.

Lying...? ? ?

It seems to be a bit of a trap?

Yang Yuan's eyes trembled slightly. He looked at the talisman in his hand, and then at the ancient formation in front of him. He always felt that something was wrong.

do not care! !

Anyway, he has already come in, first find the ancient scripture, maybe there are other magic symbols in the junior sister's hand, which can save him!

Thinking in this way, Yang Yuan didn't hesitate any longer, turned around and walked towards the depths of the Buddhist scripture hall.

But at this time, in the corner of the mountain, I saw the elder of the holy realm following Xia Zhimeng all the way to the depths of the mountain forest, his face gradually gloomy.

"Little girl, where is your brother?"

"Elder, just ahead."

Xia Zhimeng turned her head and smiled brightly at the elder of the holy realm.

Then! !

Before the latter could react, he felt a strong wind blowing from behind, and without the slightest hesitation, he directly punched him, piercing through his body and heart.

The old man's face was dazed and dull. He looked down at the fist mark passing through his body, his lips trembled slightly, but after all... he couldn't make a sound.

Above the ancient forest, a figure in black floated down, waved his hand and brought the black-robed puppet behind the elder of the holy realm into the circle, and then looked at the girl in front of the forest.

"You did a good job."