The Green Gourd Sword Fairy

　　 Liang Yan followed the crowd out of the secret passage, and in his eyes, it was a room with a size of several tens of meters.

　　 This room is empty, and there are no furnishings. If you insist on saying anything different, there are many incomprehensible lines carved on the wall.

　　 It's just that everyone's eyes are not on these Dao lines, because not far away, there are three figures kneeling on the ground with their backs facing them.

　　 At this time and here, there are actually three living people appearing, which Yun Xuzi would never think of.

　　 Liang Yan was also shocked. Looking up, I saw that the three people were kneeling on the opposite wall of a portrait. In the portrait there seemed to be an old man with a long sword in his right hand and his left hand behind him.

　　 It’s just that no matter how much Liang Yan looks at it carefully, he can’t see the facial features of the person in the portrait.

　　 This feeling is really weird, it's like this person is standing in front of you, but you can't see his appearance, and even the memory becomes blurred afterwards.

　　 Liang Yan shook his head, then looked away from the portrait.

　　 I saw an offering table below the portrait, with three sandalwood curled up on it, and a candle on the left and right ends, which was emitting a dim light. It was from here that the light I saw in the secret path just came out.

　　 These are just these joss sticks, and I don’t know how many years they have been burning here, and they still haven’t burned out at all. Obviously they are also extraordinary.

　　Qin Yuan and other foundation-building cultivators also looked at the three people with their backs to them with all suspicion. For a while, they didn't know how to speak, and they all remained silent.

　　Only the smiling monk with a weird face, his eyes fixed on the back of one of them, his eyes filled with incredible expressions.

　　 Everyone was silent for a long time, but Li Zheng took the lead to break the silence and threw a fist at the three people with their backs to them, regardless of whether they saw it or not, he said directly:

　　 "Ahem, I'm the suzerain of the six sects of the Zhao Kingdom, Li Zheng, who is a sick scholar, I don't know how the three Taoists are called, and when did they come here?"

　　As soon as this statement came out, everyone was eagerly waiting, secretly placing their hands near the storage ring, just waiting to see how the three of them reacted.

　　 Unexpectedly, the three of them remained motionless after hearing this. They still knelt on the ground as if they hadn't heard of it, and did not respond at all.

When Li Zheng saw this, he coughed again: "Why do fellow Taoists pretend to be deaf and dumb? Since they are here, they are all the treasures of this place. Why don't you discuss it together to see how to get out of trouble, as for the treasures behind. Allocation is also negotiable."

　　 After Li Zheng finished speaking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the little finger of the man on the right that seemed to move, his heart became vigilant, and he couldn't help taking two steps back.

　　 Then the three people who were kneeling on the ground stood up leisurely, and then turned around at the same time.

　　 "Brother Huizhi!"

　　 "Friend Xu Dao!"

　　 Two exclamations sounded in the crowd at the same time. The people who spoke were the smiling monk and Yun Xuzi.

　　 "What? Do the two Taoists know the person in front of you?" The crane woman frowned and asked coldly at the two.

　　 Yun Xuzi and the smiling monk looked at each other, both showing a wry smile, only to see the smiling monk pointing to a big-eared monk on the right, and first spoke:

　　 "Why don't you recognize it? The man on the right is my fellow monk, my fellow monk, and his dharma name is Huizhi!"

　　 "What? How could he be here!" The crane woman looked incredulous, and the others looked at the smiling monk with doubts.

　　 "This monk doesn't know anymore, it's just that Brother Huizhi is one of the first group of cultivators to enter the secret realm here."

　　 "Not bad!"

Yun Xuzi also said, "As far as I know, the person in the middle has the surname Xu. He is an old friend of mine. He also participated in the exploration of this secret world. It's just as everyone knows, all of them were buried here. , Only one escaped and ascended to heaven. As for why he kneeled here, I don’t know anything."

　　 "Regardless of the twists and turns in this, I don't think these three people are necessarily the three people you originally knew." The sick student Li Zheng suddenly interjected.

　　 Hearing what he said, everyone looked at the other side intently.

　　 I saw the three people standing in the same place, their eyes sluggish, and seeing everyone talking, instead of not responding at all, they stood with their hands down, with an expression of indifferent expression.

　　 "Could it be that the soul was captured by someone? Or was it that the consciousness was sealed by someone?" The crane woman said with a puzzled face.

　　 But without waiting for her to say anything, one of the three people suddenly stretched out his index finger of his right hand, and turned a little bit empty towards the crowd.

　　 Under this pointing, a circle of visible ripples suddenly swelled in the air, and at the same time, a heart-palpiting coercion instantly fell on everyone. Above everyone, that suffocating finger seemed to emerge, and it was about to fall on his chest in the next second.

　　 "The real Jindan!"

　　 I don't know who first shouted, everyone looked at each other in amazement, and they all saw a despair in the eyes of each other.

　　 At this time, the cultivation base aura of the three people on the opposite side has been unreservedly exposed, and they are all golden core cultivators!

　　 In the next second, everyone felt like a heavy blow to their chests, and they all looked like kites off the line, all flying backwards all together.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 Liang Yan slammed his back against the stone wall, spouting a big mouthful of blood, and his breath quickly wilted. He struggled to sit up, raised his eyes and looked around, only to see that the group of foundation-building cultivators were even more unbearable than him. At this time, all of them were lying on the ground, and they couldn't even sit up.

　　 "It's impossible! Brother Huizhi was only the cultivation base of the foundation building back then. It only took ten short years. How could it be possible to condense the golden core!" The smiling monk lay on the ground and said with an incredulous expression on his face.

"Yes, these people are probably no longer the daoists we knew before, and they should be controlled by the supernatural powers left by the masters of this place. I think that Daoist Xu was only in the late stage of foundation building, but now he has such supernatural powers. It seems that this place The strength of the buried person is extraordinary." Yun Xuzi also said with a serious face.

　　 In fact, not only the smiling monk and Yun Xuzi, but Liang Yan is also full of surprises.

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　　 Just when everyone was on the ground, the monk surnamed Xu in the middle received his magical powers, and stood still and stopped shooting.

　　 Everyone in the field breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this. They were working on their own exercises, and when they wanted to repair their internal injuries, the big-eared monk named Huizhi on the right moved again.

　　 saw his big sleeves flicked, and stretched out a white palm like jade inside, and a colorful vortex gathered in the palm of his palm.

　　 Everyone saw the vision again, and all of them raised their hearts in their throats, but they were injured by the monk surnamed Xu before. They are all healing their wounds at the moment, and they can't bring up any spiritual energy to deal with the immediate troubles.

　　 I saw the colorful vortex turning faster and faster, and suddenly a huge suction force emerged out of thin air, and everyone flew up from the ground, like leaves in the wind, involuntarily circling towards the center of the vortex.

　　 Liang Yan was shocked, but no matter how hard he struggles, he can't escape the fate of being sucked away.

　　As everyone got closer and closer to the center of the vortex, the body quickly became smaller, and finally all merged into the center of the vortex, condensing into a colorful ball of light.

　　 The field was empty at this time, and there was no more foreign monk!

The big-eared monk held up the colorful bead in his hand expressionlessly, and seemed to look at it for a moment. Then, with a wave of his right hand, he saw that the colorful bead was divided into seven, turning into gold, blue, blue, red, yellow, and black. Streamer in seven colors of white.

　　 The seven-color streamer just flickered in the air, and instantly disappeared into the portrait on the wall behind him....