When you arrive at the foot of Xiaolu Mountain, you will see a peculiar mountain gate from afar. The whole of the mountain gate is a huge banyan tree. The trunk at the bottom is divided into two branches, and the gap in the middle is more than ten feet high and wide. The huge air roots penetrate deep into the water, and the part that can be seen only by the naked eye extends for dozens of feet, which is extremely magnificent.

In front of the mountain gate, a huge Xuan snapping turtle was quietly lying in the water, motionless as if he was dozing off. An old man in white was sitting on the back of the turtle, holding a fishing rod in his hand, fishing leisurely, with a comfortable expression.

Yang Xiu stopped in the distance and observed for a while, but in just a short cup of tea, the bait on the old man's fish hook had been eaten by the smart fish for more than five times. But the old man smiled and continued fishing every time, without any intention of closing the rod, and he looked completely happy.

Yang Xiu gave Monk Jingyuan a look. The two of them slowed down very far from the mountain gate, slowly flew to the giant turtle, and respectfully bowed to the old man: "Greetings to Senior, I came from Qincheng, and wanted to ask to see the noble patriarch, please be compatible."

When the old man heard this, he turned his head, looked at Yang Xiu and monk Jingyuan, and said lightly: "The forbidden areas of the clan never receive foreigners, so young people should go back."

Yang Xiu knew the rules of these monster families. No matter how good they are to the human race, it is impossible for him to open his backyard for you to break in as you want.

"This is an older generation figure in Xiaolushan, and his cultivation is unfathomable."

Monk Jingyuan quietly sent a voice to Yang Xiu, "This old man is so scary that he came to guard the mountain gate for Xiaolushan."

Yang Xiu nodded to show that he understood. But the matter had to be done. So Yang Xiu smiled and did not use ink on his words. Instead, he reached out and took Xiao Xuan out and put it on the flying sword.

At this moment, Yang Xiu felt a flash of light in the eyes of the old man who was fishing, and a powerful pressure came towards him. Yang Xiu and Monk Jingyuan, who were in the air, couldn't help but shake their bodies for a few times before they stood firm. Yang Xiu was shocked and thought to himself, "Good guy, is this old man who has the Qihai period's cultivation level? It's too exaggerated, why did he run to Xiaolushan gate to come to see the door!

Xiao Xuan, who was lying on the ground, was completely wrapped in a layer of green light. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a chubby little boy. He raised his legs and rushed forward, shouting loudly: "Grandpa Xuanyi!"

Yang Xiu was about to hold Xiao Xuan, but he didn't expect that Xiao Xuan had already flew directly into the air, and took a few steps and rushed into the old man's arms and burst into tears.

"Xuan'er!"

The old man looked shocked, but he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. His old face smiled like a flower. He hugged the chubby Xiaoxuan and looked up and down, left and right, and laughed happily, "It's really my Xuan'er! Haha!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiu felt relieved. It seemed that he had not found the wrong place. The old man and Xiao Xuan were old acquaintances, so he calmed down and waited for the old man to speak. However, the monk Jingyuan next to him had a frizzy expression, as if he couldn't wait.

"Why don't you panic? Calm down. Don't make the old man angry." Yang Xiu frowned and sent a voice transmission.

"How can you not be excited! Xiaolushan is one of the best cave heavens in the wilderness. It is said that there are countless rare treasures inside, and all the trees, flowers and plants have been psychic. As for the monsters living inside, they are influenced by spiritual power, and their qualifications are far superior to ordinary monks. I will take a good look when I go in later!"

Monk Jingyuan's tone was excited. His eyes were shining. Yang Xiu had to remind him a few words to avoid being complacent and breaking the rules of others and losing the big picture due to small losses. However, Yang Xiu was also a little curious. Yang Xiu had never been to the truly top-notch cave world. His residence in Fanjing Mountain was just an outer area. It was not representative.

On the other hand, the old man named Xuan Yi heard Xiao Xuan say a few intermittently. He had already figured out the basics of the matter, and then looked at Yang Xiu with less pressure and much more kindness.

"Brother Yang is a good person." Xiao Xuan sobbed and leaned against the old man's arms, pointing to Yang Xiu and said. Monk Jingyuan squeezed at Xiao Xuan hard, and his eyebrows were about to raise his forehead, but Xiao Xuan just glared at him and said nothing.

"The visitor is here, and you two follow me into the mountain." Xuan Yi's words were concise, and raised his hand to draw a flying sword to send a letter, and said at the same time. The giant turtle under him seemed to have just woken up, slowly shook his head, then rose up in the air and flew steadily into the mountain gate. Yang Xiu and Jingyuan each put away their weapons, landed on the ground and followed the old turtle and walked into Xiaolu Mountain.

"Please take off your shoes and socks." A young boy of fifteen or sixteen years old was in the mountain gate and said respectfully. The two could only go to the countryside to take off their shoes and socks, and stepped into Xiaolushan with barefoot. Monk Jingyuan took out two green daggers from his boots and put them in his arms. His face was blushing and his heart was beating and he solemnly said: "The Buddha said: When you go out, you should carry your self-defense items with you."

"Get out, you don't even know who the Buddha is, don't label others." Yang Xiu said contemptuously.

The two little boys on the side looked at the two of them curiously. You know, Xiaolushan hasn't seen a human monk in nearly a hundred years. What's wrong with Master Xuanyi today? What identities are these two young people?

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From outside the mountain gate and inside the mountain gate, Xiaolushan looks exactly two different appearances. After entering the door, the two found that Xiaolushan was much larger than what they saw in the distance. The mountain was majestic and thick, and could not be stretched for a hundred miles. What was most surprising was that although the mountain was not high, there were clear springs everywhere. Rivers of all sizes were covered with continuous peaks, just like countless white ribbons draped on the mountain, making people wonder where so much water came out.

The group went deeper and saw many people from the Xuan Crafting Turtle tribe on the road. When they saw the old man Xuan Yi coming back with a chubby pink child, two human monks following behind him, they all looked surprised and couldn't help but whispering.

Yang Xiu had long been fascinated by the surrounding scenery and kept watching the water on the road. Looking around, the surroundings were full of gurgling clear water. Most areas were only deep in the knees. You could clearly see the colorful stones and tender green water plants at the bottom of the water. Fish were playing at their feet, and people crossed the water on the small path paved with stone slabs. Seeing, hearing, smelling, and feeling were all water flowing with rich spiritual energy.

There are many thick willow trees growing in the large lakes, with not high trunks, but the crown is wide and square for more than tens of feet. The light blue water surface and the green willow branches complement each other, making them intoxicatingly beautiful.

"A blessed land of the cave..."

Monk Jingyuan took a greedy breath of air and said with a look of enjoyment: "The concentration of this spiritual energy is comparable to the effect of the top-grade spiritual gathering talisman? What would it feel if you use the spiritual gathering talisman here?"

Yang Xiu was immersed in it and nodded deeply. The conditions here are so good, and it hasn't reached the core area yet. People in the world say that entering a good sect is equivalent to having a good talent for cultivating immortals, and this is not a false statement.

Xiao Xuan jumped around and ran between Xuanyi and Yang Xiu, very happy, and hurriedly pointed around and introduced Yang Xiu. Xuanyi also smiled and listened, and spoke to Yang Xiu: "I wonder where the two of you are from Qincheng Masters?"

"The little monk Jingyuan is under Mr. Li Zhuo of the academy. This is my junior brother Yang Hu." Monk Jingyuan answered first.

Xuan Yi looked at Jingyuan when he heard this and didn't say anything else.

Several people came to the gate guarding several more shed willows. Xuan Yi asked Yang Xiu and the others to step on the back of the turtle and flew all the way to a cave halfway up the mountain. Xuan Yi shot a magic trick and flew into the stone gate. But a moment the gate of the cave opened, and everyone in Xuan Yi walked in at one time.

The decorations in the cave were very simple, with stone tables, stone chairs and night pearls illuminated, and there were no other decorations. There were a few people sitting in the main hall of the cave. Seeing Xuanyi and others walking in, their eyes turned toward this place. Yang Xiu and Monk Jingyuan stopped almost at the same time because the eyes of the people opposite were as solid as they were, and they passively used all their spiritual power and entered a state of fighting.

"Grandpa of the Grandpa!" Xiao Xuan saw a red-haired old man sitting on the top, and ran over and threw himself into the old man's arms and cried loudly. The child's emotional expression would not be hidden, and the heart-wrenching cry made people feel pity.

"It's good to come back, it's good to come back!" The red-haired old man in his head was kind and held Xiao Xuan in his arms and looked at him again and again. The true love for his younger generation made Yang Xiu think of his life in Shanyin City.

Xiao Xuan cried, and everyone present smiled and comforted Xiao Xuan. The pressure from Yang Xiu and Monk Jingyuan dissipated silently, and raised their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads. Monk Jingyuan stretched out and kicked Yang Xiu, and sent a message: "I have suffered this sin with you. After I go back, I have to compensate me. Just five top-grade spiritual gathering talismans."

Yang Xiu glanced at Jingyuan and signaled the other party to shut up. Now that he is still in a good mood, the monk's heart is not ordinary.

"You are Li Zhuo's disciples? How did you discover Xiao Xuan?" The red-haired old man hugged Xiao Xuan, looking at the two of them with red eyes without anger.

Yang Xiu took a step forward and bowed respectfully and said: "In the disciple of Li Zhuo, this is the thing..."

Yang Xiu carefully described the incident, but he hid the Shishan location and the remains of the old spirit turtle. These are the treasures that Yang Xiu must have. Before he knew the attitude of the Xuanbiao Turtle clan, Yang Xiu did not want to disclose the key news. This was also the statement that Yang Xiu and Xiao Xuan had agreed in advance.

"I'll thank you so much for this,"

The red-haired old man smiled and nodded and said warmly: "I know that Xiao Xuan is Xuan's snapping turtle and can still work hard to send Xiao Xuan back. This is commendable."

"Hmph, I think his intentions are deprived?"

A middle-aged female monk sitting at the end said, speaking in a bad tone: "Xiao Xuan and the elder disappeared together. Since Xiao Xuan said that the elder is dead, why didn't the corpse be seen? The elder also has many secret treasures and magic weapons on his body, which is of great importance. Maybe some people will find it to hide it and want to embezzle it."

As soon as the female monk said this, the scene immediately became quiet. The red-haired old man didn't say anything, and they all looked at Yang Xiu quietly. Obviously, everyone had this question in their hearts.
Chapter completed!