fairy jade dust

"50 years later?" Shi Weihan chuckled: "Brother, don't worry too much. After 50 years, the Tianxiao Realm still doesn't know whose world it is. Whether or not we can become rampant is still unknown. Why should we raise the prestige of others and destroy our own ambitions. After 50 years, my Thousand Feather Sword Sect must occupy a place in the sky realm."

A vast aura emanated from Shi Weihan's body, and the blue shield suddenly became unstable and rippled.

The master's strength was unfathomable, and Lin Mu was also shocked. Fortunately, Shi Weihan was wary of Lin Mu and the three of them. Although the aura was vast, it did not have much oppressive force.

After finishing speaking, Shi Weihan lightly waved his hand, the restraint was dissipated, and the aura on his body was instantly withdrawn, no different from ordinary people.

"Although the three of you came out early, we can't leave first. According to the original agreement, the four elders and I will still break the ban with Jindan stage cultivators from other sects." Shi Weihan turned to Lin Lin Mu San said.

Wei Sheng's expression was weak. Although the elixir of the Ice Fairy was very effective, the damage he suffered was too heavy, and he would not be able to recover in a short period of time.

He nodded in agreement with what the head said, but he didn't want to say a word, and Lin Mu also nodded beside him.

Luo Yun said softly: "Everything is according to the order of the head. It only takes two days. We are not in a hurry."

Shi Weihan nodded approvingly.

Several people from Qianyu Jianmen walked back to the outskirts of Fire Dragon Valley calmly. Lin Mu, like the elders, sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating silently.

Time is like water, with a flick of a finger, two days pass by in a hurry.

For the past two days, Lin Mu has been sitting peacefully beside Elder Luo Yan, practicing silently, never getting up to leave.

On the contrary, Wei Sheng has never been at peace. His injuries are too serious. After washing and changing into clean clothes, although he looks much refreshed, his face is still pale.The elixir bestowed by the Ice Fairy is extremely effective for external injuries.

In two days, Wei Sheng's injuries began to slowly heal.

At the beginning of the wound healing, the itching was unbearable, like scratching the heart, even though Wei Sheng had a firm mind, he was also restless.

Wei Sheng twisted his body beside him from time to time, but he couldn't use his hands to scratch, it was really painful.

Two days later.

Wushuang Daoist woke up from his trance.

Hundreds of Golden Core cultivators stood up one after another when they saw the real Wushuang get up.Before, these people were not really meditating as they appeared on the surface, and their minds were always on Wushuang Daoist.

Seeing the Wushuang real person waking up from the trance, they also woke up from the trance at the same time, a tacit understanding.

Master Wushuang raised his head, squinted at the glare of the sun, and said softly: "The time has come, break the ban!"

As soon as the words fell, the Wushuang sword flew out of Wushuang's body, and the sword body instantly became several times larger in the air, and the rays of light shone.

Wushuang Daoist pointed casually, and the Wushuang sword flew straight towards the white mist at Taniguchi.

The Wushuang sword is extremely sharp, but when it encounters the soft white mist, it is helpless. It pierces three feet into the mist with one sword, and it cannot move forward again.

Dozens of Jindan stage masters behind him had already prepared, and they all shot into the fog into the magic formula, and suddenly mobilized their spiritual power to break the ban together.

With the help of dozens of gold elixir giants, Wushuangjian's pressure was relieved by half, and it advanced into the fog again. After a while, the sword body disappeared.

Lin Mu stood beside Elder Luo Yan, staring at the rolling white mist at Taniguchi.

After half a stick of incense, a disciple emerged from the mist.

The disciple who came out was dripping with sweat, as if he had gone through a hard struggle.

Lin Mu is no stranger to this, and he has a deep understanding of the strong pressure in the fog.

The disciples of each sect climbed out of the fog one by one. The number of disciples coming out of each sect was different. The more disciples came out, the elders in the sect showed more smiles. A little serious, his face seemed to be frozen in ice.

There are also some people who escaped by chance, but suffered serious injuries.

Someone lost an arm, someone lost a leg, and someone was stabbed blind, all kinds of tragedies happened.

But no matter what, these people finally came out alive. As long as the elders in the sect take good care of them, these injuries are not completely incurable for cultivators.People with severed limbs can also be recovered, but the price to be paid is high, and it is unknown how many people will be treated by the elders.

After all, the disciples who came out were only a small number, and many more were buried in the valley, never to see the light of day again.

This is not the first time for the heads of the various sects to experience such a thing, so their faces are very calm.

Lin Mu felt a lot of emotions in his heart, but these emotions could only be kept in his heart and could not be shared with outsiders.

This kind of medicine-picking trip was decided after discussion among all the sect masters. As a young student in the Qi refining period, he was powerless to resist at all, so he could only drift with the flow.

Lin Mu is glad that he is still alive, as long as he is alive, there is hope.

As the number of disciples who came out gradually decreased, the mood of the elders and heads of various sects and sects became more and more heavy.

In some sects, only one disciple came back alive, and the only living disciple had his arm chopped off.

There are also many sects whose disciples all died in the valley, and none of them survived.

Sadness appeared on the faces of the elders of these sects.

It's just that Lin Mu couldn't guess whether the sadness was for the dead disciples or the inheritance of the sect. Maybe it was both, or maybe it was only the latter.

There are only a few sect leaders who are more happy on the face, because there are more disciples in the same group, and they are more powerful, and the more disciples will come back.

However, Yulingzong was not included in these several sects.

As the number of disciples who came out became less and less, Ren Liang, the head of Yulingzong's face became more and more gloomy.

Because from the beginning to the end, none of the disciples of Yulingzong came out, including his grandson Ren Hong.

Until the last Wanjianzong disciple who had no legs climbed out of the white mist with difficulty, the white mist returned to calm, and no one came out again.

Lin Mu counted carefully, this trip to Fire Dragon Valley, counting the three members of his sect, a total of 42 people survived.The remaining two hundred disciples were all buried in the valley.

This number sent a chill in Lin Mu's heart.

There are many people who have the same feeling as Lin Mu, and Ren Liang, head of Yulingzong, is one of them.

The chill in his heart was even stronger than that of Lin Mu.

Looking at the blood-stained ground, Ren Liang felt dazzling.

Ren Hong did not come back.

Until the end, Ren Hong never came back.

This is a fact that Ren Liang cannot accept anyway.

Even if all the disciples of Yulingzong died inside, he didn't care, as long as his grandson could come back.

But the fact is not the case. Not only did the other disciples of Yulingzong not come back, even Ren Hong didn't come back either.

Looking at the bright red blood, Ren Liang felt dizzy for a while.

He began to regret and blame himself.At the beginning, he tried his best to let Ren Hong go to Fire Dragon Valley to collect medicine. He wanted Ren Hong to experience it so that he could be on his own in the future.But he didn't expect that the result would be like this.

Ren Liang didn't know how to explain to his son, and he didn't know how to explain to himself.

All of this happened under his single-handed planning.

The culprit was himself.

No, you can't blame yourself for this.Ren Liang thought for a second, the person who killed Ren Hong should be blamed.

Who killed Ren Hong?Ren Liang roared in his heart, I will make his life worse than death.

All the disciples had already come out, and after waiting for a while, no disciples came out again.

Elders from all sects and sects began to leave with their own disciples, only Ren Liang stood there dumbfounded for a long time without saying a word.The seven Jindanqi elders behind them were also silent, not saying a word.

This time, Yulingzong suffered a heavy loss.

Not only did all the disciples die, but even the inheritance of the sect became a big trouble.

Ren Liang is not in the mood to think about the inheritance of the sect at the moment, he just wants to find out who killed Ren Hong.

Perhaps the disciples of other sects know something about it.Ren Liang thought.

When this idea came together, it took root in his heart and he couldn't get rid of it. Ren Liang ignored the greetings to the seven elders, drove the Dunguang, and chased people from other sects.

Only the seven elders were left looking at each other, at a loss.

Seeing Ren Liang driving away alone in Dunguang, Shi Weihan looked calm, released the thousand-feather blessing boat, and called Lin Mu and the others to get on board. Shi Weihan and the four elders followed closely and stepped into the boat.

Afterwards, Shi Weihan injected a formula into the Thousand Feathers Blessed Boat, and stimulated his spiritual power. The Thousand Feathers Blessed Boat flashed with light, and instantly became several times larger, and a light blue shield rose from the hull.

Under Shi Weihan's full force, the Qianyu Fuchuan flew towards Qianyu Jianmen like a startled rainbow.