Elder Yuan nodded, and quietly approached Lingtian Palace with Lao Budian one after another.

Lu Yu was several steps behind and was vigilantly paying attention to the movements around him.

Suddenly, Lao Bushen passed away, and Elder Yuan followed closely and both shot into Lingtian Palace.

Lu Yu did not enter the hall, but stood outside the hall, with the Nine Orifices divine consciousness closely watching the movements on the top of the mountain.

Lingtian Palace was shaking slightly, as if it was a thunder and explosion, but it was blocked in the hall and never spread out.

A quarter of an hour later, Elder Yuan suddenly turned around and waved to Lu Yu, signaling that he could go in.

Lingtian Palace is magnificent. After Lu Yu entered, he was immediately attracted by the pattern formation on the ground.

In the huge Lingtian Hall, the pillars, walls, ground and roofs are engraved with ancient patterns and shining with dazzling light.

Lu Yu's eyes turned and saw the four dead Tianwu strong men, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Let's go quickly, we will have at most one stick of incense, and it will be too late.

Elder Yuan changed his color and said: Why is there only one stick of incense?

Lu Yu pointed to the pattern formation on the ground and said: This is the Three Flowers and Flowing Cloud Formation, which comes from the Three Talent Formation. If I guess correctly, the Three Flowers and Flowing Cloud Formation in Lingtian Palace is related to the Tianxuan Palace and Xuanyun Palace.

Lao Buddy exclaimed when he heard this and blurted out: Are you saying that we have been exposed?

Lu Yu nodded, and there was not much time to explain this, so he hurried towards the rear of the palace.

Elder Yuan said: Come with me, I know where the entrance is.

There are twelve pillars in Lingtian Hall. Elder Yuan took Lao Budhi and Lu Yu to one of the pillars, and there was a clever mechanism there.

A rumbling sound rang out, a gap appeared on the ground, and stone steps continued to extend downward.

Go quickly.

Lao Buddy took the lead and rushed in directly when the time was urgent.

All three of them have increased their perception to the strongest and are always wary of dangers.

This is the entrance to Hell Valley. Shortly after the three of them entered, the gap on the ground was closed.

Yi Meng's sigh echoed in Lu Yu's heart.

There is a ban at a hundred feet in front of it.

Yi Meng is obviously very familiar with the situation in Hell Valley.

Lu Yu called Lao Budhi, took out the scroll, and released Xuan Meng and Xiao Wu from the Flaming Mountain.

Xuan Meng had seen Elder Yuan and Lao Budhi. After a few simple words, Lu Yu expressed Yi Meng's reminder.

Lao Buddy was excited and said: It’s so great. With the guidance of the saint, saving people will be smoother.

Xuan Meng's eyes moved slightly and asked: What does the saint mean?

Lao Budhi's face changed slightly. He glanced at Elder Yuan, as if he didn't want to talk more.

While moving forward quickly, Lu Yu said: The two elders are willing to help each other. I think they must have some relationship with the Tiansheng Sect in the past. If we save people later, we may die for a lifetime. Don’t the two elders want to say something?

Lao Budhi was a little hesitant, and Yu Guang noticed Elder Yuan's reaction.

Elder Yuan looked at Lu Yu and asked: Is she awake now?

Lu Yu nodded, as if he knew what she was thinking.

Elder Yuan's face was complicated and sighed: This is our only opportunity. Now, there is no need to hide it from you. In the past, the Tiansheng Sect was sneak attacked by Qingxuan Holy Land and suffered a catastrophe. Most of the masters were killed in battle.

Lao Budhi looked strange and said bitterly: Those disciples of the Tiansheng Sect outside did not escape the bad luck. Anyone with a little fame was killed. Only one person had never died.

Xuan Meng said curiously: Who is it?

Lao Budhi and Elder Yuan looked at each other and said in unison: Li Buhui, the swordsman of the Wind!

Lu Yu said: What happened later?

Elder Yuan said: At that time, the Qingxuan Holy Land was too strong, and the Wind Chasing Swordsman had to flee to the world and escaped for a hundred years. The Qingxuan Holy Land could not find his trace, so he gradually gave up. A hundred years later, the wind passed, and the Wind Chasing Swordsman changed his appearance and returned to Tianqingzhou, changed his name and surname, and lurked near the Tiansheng Mountains. At that time, the Tianxuan Gate had been established. Because of his age, it was difficult for the Wind Chasing Swordsman to sneak in, so he privately recruited a group of disciples to get involved in Tianxuan Sect, learn from his masters, and lurked.

When Tianxuan Sect was first established, the masters of Qingxuan Holy Land were staring at this place very closely. With the Wind Chasing Swordsman alone, even if he destroyed Tianxuan Sect, he would not escape the demonic hands of Qingxuan Holy Land and could not avenge the dead. More importantly, the saint of the Tiansheng Sect in the past represented the saint of the Tiansheng Sect with the highest honor. In the last battle, he was seriously injured and captured by the masters of Qingxuan Holy Land and imprisoned in the Hell Valley.

Lao Buddy said bitterly: The Saint is a bait, a bait for cutting the Tiansheng Sect. There was also a master of the Tiansheng Sect who tried to rescue the Saint, but unfortunately they all died here.

Xuan Meng frowned and said: That should have happened ten thousand years ago.

Elder Yuan said: Yes, that was the situation when Tianxuan Sect was first founded. The Wind-Chasing Swordsman learned that the Saint was imprisoned and had sneaked in several times, but they all returned in vain. Later, after careful consideration, two plans were formulated. One was to make a long-term plan and lurk within the Tianxuan Sect and wait for an opportunity to act. Second, after the Wind-Chasing Swordsman arranged everything, he took a risk and went to rescue the Saint at all costs, hoping that the Tiansheng Sect could make a comeback.

Lu Yu asked: What's the result?

Lao Budian said sadly: As a result, the Wind Chasing Swordsman successfully broke into Hell Valley, but he died there. His death made Qingxuan Holy Land relieved, because there were no masters in the Tiansheng Sect from then on, and Qingxuan Holy Land was safe from now on.

Elder Yuan took over the topic and said: After that, the disciples of the Wind Chasing Swordsman began to lurk. After waiting for thousands of years, they never found the opportunity to rescue the saint. In order not to alarm the snake, the lurking disciples kept waiting. Many of them died of old age or died in battle because of some missions from Tianxuan Sect. We are the disciples of the Wind Chasing Swordsman. In the past, there were thirteen people in our group, and now there are only two of us left.

Lao Budhi was a little excited and said with a vicissitudes of expression: This is the day we have to wait for our whole life. Even if we die, we have to bet on luck, hoping to fulfill the last wish of the master of the past and rescue the saint.

Xuan Meng and Lu Yu exchanged a glance, both of them were a little shocked.

Lu Yu asked Yimeng in his heart, did these things happen back then?

Yi Meng said with a silence: Li Buhui, a swordsman in the wind, was one of the top ten masters of the Tiansheng Sect back then. His speed was unmatched. This is why he could escape for a hundred years without dying. Unfortunately, he died in Hell Valley.

Lu Yu recounted Yi Meng's words, his eyes fell on Elder Yuan, and asked: The imprisoned soul is the saint of the Tiansheng Sect in the past?

Elder Yuan nodded and said: It's a pity.

Lu Yu didn't ask much, and stopped to look at the tunnel ahead. The group was still in the tunnel leading to Hell Valley.
Chapter completed!