"The situation is extremely complicated, and even fellow Taoist Chaoxi herself can't explain it clearly. Of course, she can't say it."

Beidou Renxing frowned and said in a voice transmission: "However, senior Hongchen once inferred based on the Taichuyan Sword Dao of fellow Taoist Chaoxi that she should have entered the realm of forgetting words. But no one of us knows what the specific thing is."

Jian Zhongjun nodded, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

For him, Yu Chaoxi's strength is naturally the stronger the better.

The only trouble is that I don’t know when Yu Chaoxi will end this mysterious practice.

"I want to see her with my own eyes."

After a moment of pondering, the Sword Jun said.

When Beidou Renxing heard this, he thought for a while and said, "Senior, you can take a look from a distance, but please do not disturb her practice."

“That’s natural.”

Jian Zhongjun agreed readily.

The two flew away again.

...

To the west of the peaks, there are small valleys hidden deep.

There are hundreds of flowers in the valley, colorful and colorful. There are five or six wooden houses, which fall scattered in the valley, making it even more exquisite and elegant.

The King of Jianzhong followed Beidou Renxing into the valley, and only entered the formation one step. Beidou Renxing stopped, and the King of Jianzhong also stopped and his spiritual sense strode into the valley.

The scenery in the valley is full of sight.

In the clear sunshine, Yu Chaoxi was supported by two young monks who looked like cultivators. At this moment, he was standing under the eaves of the corridor, looking at the butterflies flying not far away.

I am still wearing this almond white double-breasted silk robe. The robe does not fall to the ground, and it is cut close to the body, which sets off a tall and graceful figure.

The black waterfall-like hair was combed into a simple and unique flying bun, a silk belt, a sachet hung, and embroidered shoes, as beautiful as ever, as if the lady from a scholarly family had already reached the mid-life.

But those eyes are different from those back then!

Without agile wisdom, only clear and innocent are the clear and innocent that only newborn babies have. Their pupils are like the blackest black gem, with a slightly bright light.

A pair of eyes looked at the butterflies flying in front of me, and the expression was filled with intense curiosity, as if I had just arrived in this world and had seen a butterfly for the first time.

A childish smile hung on the white and tender goose egg's face.

He didn't notice the spiritual consciousness of Jian Zhongjun and the others swept, so he looked at it curiously and focusedly.

Jian Zhongjun narrowed his eyes as he looked at it. He could not understand Yu Chaoxi's current state.

...

"How long has she been like this?"

After a while, Jian Zhongjun asked in a voice.

Beidou Renxing said: "It's been about 20,000 years."

"Don't practice every day?"

Jian Zhongjun asked again.

Beidou Renxing smiled bitterly and said, "Since the moment she entered, she has never practiced again, let alone fought with anyone."

The sword Jun nodded slightly and sighed: "Although it's a pity that this lot of time, it's still worth it to transform the heart of Tao and to go further on her unique swordsmanship."

"Senior Hongchen said so too."

Beidou Renxing nodded.

Jian Zhongjun stopped talking and was silent for a moment before sending a message again: "From today on, I will stay here until she wakes up."

"Ah--this is not necessary, how dare you bother senior?"

Beidou Renxing showed a headache, and the other party was not from his own sect.

"Are you worried that I am malicious?"

The sword Zhongjun's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, the one I want her to help me is very important. It is worth my protection for her. You have to agree to it, and you have to agree not to agree."

At the end of the conversation, it became majestic.

What else can Beidou Renxing say? Do you dare to turn against each other?

"Since I'm here, I can't come empty-handed. You can call your brother and the important monks in the sect. I'll tell you a few Taoisms."

The king of swords said again that he is clearly divided into grudges.

"Thank you, senior."

Beidou Renxing thanked him, but he was not ecstatic. This person has always been steady and restrained. However, in this way, Jian Zhongjun nodded and praised him even more.

...

Daughter's Oasis, Peerless Palace, Beautiful Valley.

A man of the ancestor monk was also welcomed, Donglixiu, one of the man of the ancestor monks of the Northern Saint Alliance.

This woman is not only a monk from the Renzu, but also a master of Fang Buhui. The monks from the Peerless Palace naturally came to see her grandly for her arrival.

After scattering everyone and entering the hall, Fang Buhui acted coquettishly. The old fox, Sanhua Zhenren, presented fragrant tea, with rare care.

"Fellow Daoist Sanhua is an old-fashioned late-stage monk, and he is also a master and grandmother-in-law who does not regret it. You don't have to be so polite between me."

The sleeves of the eastern fence are quiet and elegant, approachable.

Sanhua Zhenren was very domineering in front of Fang Junmei and others, and was also depressed today and said he didn't dare to say that he didn't dare.

"Have fellow Taoist ever changed his mind three times?"

Dong Lixiu took a sip of tea and asked lightly.

The old fox, Sanhua Zhenren, didn't understand what the other party meant, so hesitated slightly, and answered honestly: "There have been three changes."

"Have you ever fused the ninth-level spiritual objects?"

Donglixiu asked again.

Sanhua Zhenren said honestly again: "It has been integrated!"

"Very good!"

Dong Lixiu praised with great satisfaction, and his eyes changed a little when he looked at the old lady, and the real person who looked at Sanhua was even more murmured in his heart.

"Master, are you here to find me or to find my grandmother-in-law?"

Fang Buhui asked in a sweet voice at this moment.

Sanhua Zhenren secretly praised her when she heard this, and the time for her question was right.

Dong Lixiu smiled and said unfathomablely: "It's not only for you, but also for her, but also for other monks. It's best if you have changed the mind of Taoism three times or have merged with ninth-level spiritual objects."

"What is the master going to do?"

Fang Buhui said strangely.

The real person of Sanhua became curious too.

Dong Lixiu swept over the two of them, and finally looked at Sanhua Zhenren and said, "I want to ask someone to do me a favor, I need a master in the human period. Of course, I will not ask you for help in vain, and I will not treat you badly."

Fang Buhui was stunned.

But what an old fox is like, when he hears this, he falls into deep thoughts. A person’s ancestor asks her for help? What can it be? What can it be for?

"Is the master looking for someone or something?"

Fang Buhui asked, he had obviously grown a lot.

"Looking for things."

Donglixiu answered two words lightly.

The real person Sanhua's eyes flashed again when he heard this. He took a sip of tea slowly, and then he asked, "Dare you dare to ask senior, can I refuse?"

Dong Lixiu heard a very elegant and mysterious smile and said, "If you insist on refusing, for the sake of not regret, I will naturally not do anything to you, but I can tell you clearly that your rejection has no meaning."

After saying that, he said, "You plan to reject me, but you are just thinking of finding such things yourself. But since we, the ancestor monks of humans, have set their sights on such things, even if you can grab them, you will not be able to pass our level. The monks you get will not be able to save without the support of the ancestor. It would be better to get some benefits from me if you make a plan."
Chapter completed!