"Oh?" Shen Zhui looked at Bai Xiaochun with a faint smile. "Then you should ask them to come out."

"If you can't scream, I will force my way in!"

Bai Xiaochun was horrified in his heart, but his face was still braced. The opponent's aura was extremely powerful, and even the trump card left by the master might not be able to defeat him. The opponent was obviously above the level of supernatural power.

Imagine that the sect that used to be a prestigious sect in the world of sects has now been reduced to the point where even a small level of magical power dares to knock on the door. Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but feel sad and angry in his heart.

"Damn Qianyuan Sect, I, I will fight with you!" Bai Xiaochun shook his sword and rushed towards Shen Zhui.

Shen Zhui took a step back slightly, stretched out two fingers, and flicked Bai Xiaochun's sword tip away.

The sword used by the opponent was only a third-level spiritual weapon, not even a divine weapon. If Shen Zhui hadn't deliberately controlled his strength, I'm afraid the sword would have shattered and the person would have died with this blow.

"Stop." Shen Zhui had no intention of fighting, he just wanted to ask for clarification.

"Ah, go down!" Although Bai Xiaochun knew he was outmatched, he still refused to retreat and charged forward again.

Shen Zhui frowned, and his power suddenly spread, and Bai Xiaochun was completely unable to move.

"He, he is at least a high-level supernatural power..." Bai Xiaochun's face was ashen.

In fact, it's not that Bai Xiaochun is weak. On the contrary, his swordsmanship is superb and he can be considered a genius in the Spirit Bridge Realm. However, the gap between the two realms is too big. Bai Xiaochun is unable to break free from the terrifying origin of heaven and earth.

"Are you going to die? That's right. I should have died with my senior brother and the others a long time ago..." Bai Xiaochun's heart was filled with despair.

However, the expected destructive attack did not come. On the contrary, Bai Xiaochun felt a force washing his body, recovering from the injuries he had just suffered.

"Huh?" Bai Xiaochun opened his eyes, "You, what are you doing?"

"Your name is Bai Xiaochun, right? Listen to me, I am not your enemy, and I will not harm you or your sect." Shen Zhui said softly. "You only need to answer a few questions from me, do you understand? "

"If you want to kill, then kill, if you want to cut, then cut into pieces!" Bai Xiaochun said as if he were dead. "I will never bow to the Qianyuan Sect! You can never get the whereabouts of Master from me!"

Shen Zhui frowned, but Bai Xiaochun was very determined. It seemed that he could only use illusions to know everything he wanted.

Just when Shen Zhui was about to cast the Five Elements Illusion World, suddenly——

A weak voice came from the hall.

"Xiao Chun, bring him in."

"Master! Don't show your face, hide quickly." Bai Xiaochun said in a panic.

"It doesn't matter, you bring him in." The voice came out again, this time much clearer and more powerful.

"Yes." Bai Xiaochun glanced at Shen Zhui hatefully, and then rushed into the hall without saying a word.

A trace of doubt flashed in Shen Zhui's eyes, and then he followed closely.

Qingyang Hall is very simple, even crude, with only a few large bare pillars and only three incense and six tables for worshiping the gods, which is relatively neat and clean.

Shen Zhui walked into the main hall and took a look, only to find that the person speaking was not a person at all, but the statue in front of him.

No wonder I didn't notice anyone before. It was just a trace of spiritual thought attached to the statue transmitting sound.

"I am a poor Taoist Qingyangzi, may I ask where you are from and why you came to my Qingyang Palace?" the statue asked.

"Qingyangzi, do you recognize this order?" Shen Zhui took out a seal from his arms. This is a unique token in the Wu'an army to contact Anzi.

"Buzz~" The divine thoughts in the statue obviously fluctuated abnormally, like anger, but also unwillingness and helplessness.

After a long time, the statue finally asked: "You, where did your seal come from! Who are you?"

"You just have to admit it or not."

Buzz~ A ray of light suddenly appeared on the statue, and then the light formed a shadow of an old man, appearing in front of Shen Zhui.

After looking at it carefully for a moment, the old man sighed and cupped his hands and said, "Qingyangzi has seen the envoy."

Seeing the other party's admission, Shen Zhui immediately said in a deep voice: "Since you recognize me, why don't you show up?"

"Your Majesty, forgive me. It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't."

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"The old body has been destroyed and the soul has been injured. I can only hide in the mountain gate array in the realm to recuperate."

"How did you, the leader of a second-rate sect, end up in such a predicament?" Shen pursued.

"This is not the place to talk." The old man cupped his hands and said, "Chun'er, open the passage and bring the envoy in."

"Master, he..." Bai Xiaochun couldn't help but said.

"Go quickly!" the old man shouted.

"Yes." Bai Xiaochun quickly handed over his hand and then said to Shen Zhui. "Please follow me."

Bai Xiaochun was only a high-ranking Lingqiao master, and the sect master Qingyangzi was only at the peak of his magical power according to records. With Shen Zhui's current strength, he was naturally not afraid of any traps, and immediately followed Bai Xiaochun into the back hall.

There is a high wall going down from the apse, and four shorter statues of gods stand there.

When Bai Xiaochun bit off his fingertip in front of the statue and dropped it on the altar, the four statues simultaneously emitted a beam of white light that penetrated into the wall, causing the wall to crack, revealing a passage filled with gray gas.

"Is this the passage to the Nine Nether Realm?" Shen Zhui thought to himself.

The Qingyang Sect's magic circle passage was a bit strange. He didn't see anything special just now.

"Please come in." Bai Xiaochun stretched out his hand and said.

Shen Zhui didn't take it seriously and immediately stepped into the teleportation channel, followed closely by Bai Xiaochun.

"Huhu~" There was a strong wind blowing in my ears, and then the stars moved and time and space changed.

After a while, Shen Zhui found that he had landed on a high platform.

Surrounded by dim lights, this is in a spacious hall. The layout of the hall is exactly the same as the Qingyang Hall seen before.

With his spiritual thoughts quickly unfolding, Shen Zhui scanned the surrounding terrain and discovered that this place was indeed no longer a vast world.

After following Bai Xiaochun out of the hall and flying elsewhere for a while, Shen Zhui looked down.

I found that the mountain was still the same mountain, but much taller.

There is not just one mountain peak, not just one Qingyang Palace, but many palaces, temples, pavilions and pavilions.

Although few people live there, it can still be seen that the original Qingyang Gate was quite large.

Bai Xiaochun didn't stop until he flew to a lonely peak shrouded in clouds and mist.

Shen Zhui looked around. There were very few faces on this solitary peak. There were only simple courtyards and a pool of water, with a withered Teng tree growing beside the pool.

"Master, we have already brought you here." Bai Xiaochun raised his hand toward the courtyard.

"Chun'er, bring the envoy in." The old man's voice came out.

Shen Zhui and Bai Xiaochun pushed the door open and soon saw Qing Yangzi.

His soul is hidden in a tall puppet wearing silver armor, but this silver armored puppet has a very deep crack on its chest, there are countless sword marks around it, and only one of its legs is left underneath.

"Is this the giant divine weapon?" Shen Zhui asked, looking at the silver-armored puppet.

"Your Majesty has good eyesight," the silver-armored puppet said. "This is the fifth-level top-grade giant divine weapon. Unfortunately, it was too damaged and I am unable to repair it."

"What happened to the Qingyang Sect?" Shen Zhui frowned. "Although the Qingyang Sect has always had only a thousand core disciples, now your Qingyang Sect doesn't even have a hundred Spirit Bridge level disciples."

"And I heard that you have two disciples, both of whom are in the supernatural realm. Why don't you meet them?"

"Whoosh~" A mirage bead flew out of the giant god soldier's body, and Shen Zhui grabbed it.

Qingyangzi sighed and said: "I really don't want to recall the tragic facts, but my envoy will know it as soon as he sees it."

Mirage beads have the effect of recording images and battle scenes. Advanced mirage beads also have the effect of recording inheritance.

Normally, the sect would use this to convey important information. After all, not everyone has a treasure like the Heart of the World. Even the inherited crystal ball is a luxury item for most people.

A trace of spiritual thought sank into the mirage bead, and after a moment, Shen Zhui came back to his senses. Shen Zhui glanced at Qingyangzi with mixed emotions.

Ninety-three years ago, the Qingyang Sect, a second-rate sect, was organized by Shui Qingrou, the venerable military leader, and sent in three highly qualified military geniuses to become outer disciples. At that time, these three were just innate disciples. realm.

What followed was a long period of hiding. With the help of the venerable, every time these three disciples went out to practice, their skills would be greatly improved and their cultivation would skyrocket when they came back!

Year after year, these three disciples slowly progressed from outer disciples to inner disciples, and then became core disciples.

However, there is no smooth path to cultivation.

Even with the help of the military, an accident happened in the end. Among the three disciples, only the disciple originally named Fang Ziyou grew up. The other two died midway and died in their adventures.

Finally, thirty years ago, the previous head of the Qingyang Sect died, and Fang Ziyou, who had reached the pinnacle of magical power, inherited the position of head and became the new Qingyangzi.

With the original layout here, Venerable Shui Qingrou was not willing for Fang Ziyou to continue lurking.

After all, from the time when he became a disciple in the Xiantian realm to 30 years ago, in just sixty years, he had cultivated from the Xiantian realm to the peak of supernatural powers. With this kind of qualification, he can already be called a proud man of heaven and has the appearance of a venerable person!

As early as forty-five years ago, the military had many times intended to let Fang Ziyou lead the Qingyang Sect to return collectively. With this great achievement, Fang Ziyou's future would certainly be bright.

However, people have feelings, not insensitive machines. During the decades of lurking in Qingyang Sect, the previous sect leader Fang Ziyou taught him everything he could and treated him as his own son.

Fang Ziyou also developed feelings for the Qingyang sect and was unwilling to live up to his master's instructions and ruin the inheritance of the Qingyang sect.

After all, once he returns, it would be a foolish dream to bring back all the Qingyang Sect disciples from the hinterland of the sect world, as some people will inevitably be abandoned.

Moreover, there are also some people who are unwilling to leave their hometown and seek refuge with the imperial court.

Military orders are hard to disobey, and teachers' orders are also hard to live up to.
To be continued...