Wutong is surprisingly unlike a demon, quietly cleaning the dust on the altar and cleaning the sculptures out of the ruins.

"In the past, Wutong would not do such things. She may have some relationship with the ancestors of Guanghan Palace."

Su Yun did not disturb her, and returned to the mirror and said to herself, "Her Taoist heart actually had a flaw from the beginning."

Qilin, Taotie and others were still urging the energy of heaven and earth to recover from injuries, and the golden crow also woke up and was able to regulate their breathing, but their injuries could not be healed in a short period of time.

"Su Shizi, are you really going to Guanghan Mountain in the Immortal Realm?"

Yingying sat on Bai Xi's buttocks and asked with her cheeks, "There is no Fairy Guanghan there. Moreover, this passage has been abandoned for so long, and may not be able to reach Guanghan Mountain directly, and may die halfway. Besides, Shi Qilin has withered his spirit and is about to be annihilated. There are too many uncertainties, so it is not a wise move to Guanghan Mountain."

Bai Xi was lying beside Su Yun's spirit, leisurely swinging his pitifully short tail and twitching his butt, indicating that Yingying's words were right.

"Yingying, this may be the closest I have ever been to the fairy world in my life."

Su Yun's eyes were faint and said, "You know that other people, even saints, may not have the chance to enter the fairy world in their entire lives to get the fairy fate. They more often die under the fairy sword when they pass through tribulation. At most, after their death, their spirits can hardly erase their obsession with the fairy world, go deep into the universe and starry sky, and even if they are annihilated in the starry sky, they have to look for the whereabouts of the fairy world."

He stretched out his body and looked at the blue planet below. After a moment, he whispered: "Becoming an immortal is like a poor family trying to become a noble family. The seven major families in Shuofang took 150 years and several generations to become a noble family, but they are still the bottom of the noble family. They want to continue climbing up and climb to the high-level of the noble family, and they cannot find a second way except for rebellion.

"It is more difficult to become an immortal than to become an aristocratic family. Even if you are a saint, Buddha, emperor, and holy emperor, if you want to become an immortal, you cannot pass the level of immortal sword. Over the past five thousand years, many people have successfully rebelled and become emperors. But for five thousand years, no one has become an immortal!

"This is an opportunity. If I can seize this opportunity, even if I can't use it to become an immortal, I can still go further away from the immortal, and the chance of becoming an immortal is one point."

Su Yun smiled and said, "I think that since there is an immortal world in this world, there must be an immortal relationship. This immortal relationship may be hidden in all seemingly inconspicuous corners of the vast world. A person may occasionally encounter a few opportunities in his life. If he gives up any one, the immortal relationship will be completely cut off. I am a child of a poor family and cannot miss any opportunity!"

Yingying glanced at him: "The Lord of Tongtian, who is rich enough to rival a country, actually said that he is a child of a poor family."

"I am a child from a poor family and have nothing to do with my wealth."

Su Yun shook his head and said, "And the money in Tongtian Pavilion is not my money, and it doesn't make me feel happy. I am just responsible for spending money. The happiest thing about me is to teach in Jiange every month. Although there are only one hundred Qinghong coins every month, I am very satisfied."

Lingxi immediately jumped up and ran away from Su Yun's spiritual world with the little book monster. - Lingxi didn't like to stay in the spiritual world of impure people.

Su Yun was disappointed: "In front of Xianyuan, anyone, even the emperor and saint, is just a poor person! There is no exception."

The winter solstice has finally arrived.

Su Yun and Wutong came to Guanghan Palace. The ninety-eight stone sculptures in Guanghan Palace have been cleared out of the ruins by Wutong and placed in the right seat.

Shi Qilin is the only one who can awaken the golden body. No other ninety-seven stone sculptures can wake up. Only the ancient and obscure spirits in the sculptures emit invisible fluctuations. It seems that whales thousands of miles apart communicate with each other in long voices in the deep dark ocean.

Yingying whispered: "Su Shizi, you can use your spirit to capture their thoughts and see what they are saying."

Su Yun tried to use his spirit to contact these ancient thoughts, and found that these thoughts fluctuated extremely slowly.

Stone sculptures were slowly lit up, and the ancient spirit was mobilizing its last power to activate the immortal talisman for the last time.

The immortal talisman gradually became brighter, and strange runes rose from the immortal talisman and combined them into various dazzling patterns in the air.

A strange vibration came from the space, as if something was far away and near.

At this moment, Su Yun suddenly had a wonderful guess in his heart: "The immortal talisman should actually be called the immortal road. It was created by immortals and the road to the immortal world. This is the case with the heavenly gate, and the immortal talisman I obtained before is the same. Even the immortal talisman obtained by Luo Yuchen also opened a channel connecting the immortal world!"

The vibration in Guanghan Palace became increasingly grand. The palaces behind Su Yun and the others collapsed in the vibration, and dust rose everywhere and did not fall for a long time.

The surrounding mountains were also cracking in the vibration, and rocks kept falling down. Although they were not very powerful, they were afraid that they would be able to bury the place.

The light became brighter and brighter in the altar, and the thought fluctuations from stone statues such as Shi Qilin became more and more grand. Even Yingying could clearly sense their thought fluctuations.

Yingying whispered: "Su Shizi, what are these ancient spirits talking about?"

Su Yun was silent for a moment and said, "They are saying goodbye to each other and saying good night to each other."

"Say goodbye to each other and say good night to each other?"

Yingying was stunned and looked at the ancient stone statues. These spirits may have been extremely powerful spirit soldiers before their lifetime. After their death, their spirits depended on the golden bodies of 96 kinds of gods and demons, including Qilin and Taotie, to protect the faces of the gods here.

They should be friends, probably the closest friends.

As the here declined, they also fell into silence together, and time wiped them out one by one.

They may have a brilliant history, but none of this matters anymore. Their spirits will return to darkness and fall into obliteration. Say good night to their elderly friends, and from then on they will never have any fluctuations in their thinking.

Their traces are all these stone statues that cannot speak.

Yingying felt a thousand melancholy in her heart. At this moment, a buzzing sound was heard, and a long branch broke through the void, explored from another world, and appeared above the altar.

The branches were thick and simple, with a few osmanthus leaves and a bunch of osmanthus flowers hanging on this desolate moon. It was really strange!

Above the fairy tadpole runes danced and rotated around the branch, and this branch seemed to be a passage to another world.

The eyes of Wutong lit up: "On the winter solstice, the osmanthus branches come! The things recorded in ancient books did not lie to me!"

She floated and stood on the branch.

The osmanthus branch looked small, but when it fell on it, the person looked extremely small. The red clothes of the sycamore tree were fluttering and walked along the osmanthus branch into the void.

Su Yun also jumped to the branches quickly, but saw that the osmanthus flowers on the branches were many times larger than those of humans.

He stood on the branches and looked forward, and saw that the branches were extremely thick and thousands of feet wide, and he didn't know where to go.

The red dress of Wutong was floating in front of him, like a leaping red fire. Su Yun was still observing that Yingying had already ridden a white rhino from his spiritual world to Wutong's spiritual world, shouting: "Su Shizi, hurry up, time is tight!"

Su Yun laughed: "This little book monster advised me not to come. I can't help but feel curious?"

He walked forward along the branches, his energy rose under his feet, and his true energy turned into a three-legged golden crow, carrying him to fly with his wings and chase him towards the sycamore.

His cultivation is becoming more and more powerful. Even though it is quite mana-consuming matters such as activating magical powers to carry him to fly, it is no longer difficult for him.

Finally, Su Yun caught up with the girl Hongchang and went with her.

The branch was quite tortuous and long, and the two of them were speeding all the way. Su Yun looked at Wutong without saying a word.

After a moment, Wutong said, "I know you have many questions."

Su Yun didn't say anything.

Wutong continued: "The purpose of my coming to this world is indeed to find the footprints of my ancestors and to find the way to Guanghan Palace. I found the grand event of Guanghan Mountain in the fairy world in the winter solstice every year. It is said that every year, the tribesmen living in Guanghan Palace in various worlds will hold a large ceremony, allowing outstanding young girls from the tribesmen to enter Guanghan Mountain through the branches of osmanthus tree."

Su Yun listened quietly.

Lingxi lies in the clouds of Wutong Spiritual Realm, yawning, fascinated by his eyes, Yingying leans against Lingxi's elbow, listening to Wutong's heart.

"But in my world, these are no longer found. My world is already buried in the ashes."

Wutong's tone was plain, and she did not use the incredible charm of humans and demons. However, there was a thrilling charm in her voice, saying: "I followed the footsteps of my ancestors across the sky and searched for other tribesmen. I found one world after another in the starry sky, and all of them were annihilated."

Yingying suddenly interrupted her and asked, "Your world is buried in the ashes, how did you survive?"

Wutong didn't answer.

Yingying suddenly realized that Wutong in that lifetime was actually dead, and the one who survived was Wutong, a demon who possessed her own tribe.

"Eventually, I found this."

Wutong showed a smile from the bottom of her heart and said, "I know that my tribe members have the habit of entering Guanghan Mountain on the Winter Solstice. As long as I come here, I can find them."

Su Yun turned his head and saw a light flashing in the pupils of the demon girl's eyes, as if the girl was full of longing.

"After finding them, I can prove that I am no longer the only one in this universe, I have other people's races." She whispered.

Suddenly, Su Yun smelled a smell of ashes caused by the corruption of the world's vitality, and couldn't help but frown slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

In front of him, a piece of ashes floated and fell into his palm.

Wutong's body trembled, and Su Yun took the lead to the bright light in front of him, but saw him standing on a huge osmanthus tree at this moment, withering branches and leaves of the osmanthus tree, leaving only a few.

This ancient sacred tree was buried in an unknown amount of chaotic ashes. The sky was vast and floating.

Is this really a fairyland?
Chapter completed!