Not far from this peak, there are several mountains with a height difference.

Almost at the same time when the black flames spread across the sky and the entire Huo Shen Peak was in chaos, various lights also lit up on the other peaks.

Several spiritual consciousnesses converge at one another, and then sweep towards the palace in the center of the Shenshen Peak.

Just as several spiritual consciousnesses had just arrived at the Huo Shen Peak, the heaven and earth, which had a radius of dozens of miles, suddenly became silent with the Huo Shen Peak as the center.

Then, a pure light reached its peak from bottom to top, with unparalleled power and oppression, penetrated the roof of the palace, and rushed straight up, forming a pillar of light that never dissipated over the clouds that were tens of thousands of feet high.

Several monks in Taoist robes appeared ghostly next to the ruined palace. Each of them looked bleak and seemed to have suffered unknown secret injuries.

A faint black shadow appeared behind the monk. This time, she showed her figure, but she was a beautiful female cultivator.

"Hongshu, what's going on?"

An old man in Zibo, who was in charge, frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Hongxu bowed and bowed and said, "You are the first to Yun Zhuan. The disciple just came out of the Master's Hall. At that time..."

Taoist Yun Zhuan waved his hand, and the others began to use Taoist techniques to clean up the ruins. He himself stood quietly by and listened to Hongxu's story.

After a long time, a violent cough came from under the ruins of the collapsed palace.

Taoist Yun Zhuan nodded and immediately asked all the disciples of the Huoshen Peak to withdraw. He and several other fellow disciples stood according to the formation and began to slowly and carefully clean up the last ruins.

"Finish Junior Sister Yin!"

One day later.

Mrs. Yin Xuan's complexion has recovered a little, but the damage suffered by the soul and consciousness cannot be cured in a short time.

She sent all the brothers and sisters who came to visit back, and showed no sign of weakness in front of them.

Mrs. Yin felt like a mirror in her heart. If she encountered a large-scale war between the sects, it would be fine. The elders, the first ones, naturally, would have to unite with the outside world and strive to ensure that the sect will not lose.

But if she was the only one who left the selves and encountered difficulties, for the cultivator of the Heart Demon Sect who started the sect with the method of raising the weak and sacred Gu, she, the first lady of Yin Xuanyin, was the first in Shenshen Peak. No matter how powerful she was before or how strong the Taoist was, she was just a fat sheep to be slaughtered in the eyes of others.

As long as she showed a little unsupported defeat yesterday, even though the person might be fine, the resources and authority she holds may have to be shared.

"Oh... I thought it was a great opportunity, but I didn't expect it to be what I am today."

"I don't know what Bai Yiyi got offended,"

Mrs. Yin sighed quietly and gently stroked a jade ring on the thumb of her right hand. For a moment, her mood was in chaos and restless.

"No, this is the backlash of the inner demon that I have raised in the soul!"

A wave of light flashed in Mrs. Yin's eyes, she immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, and her mind became a state of no thought.

It took her unknown how long she opened her eyes and frowned and said to herself: "It seems that I must get back to my injuries as soon as possible, and then see if I can go to that world. If the knot of my heart is injured this time, the heart demon will not be purified. If the heart demon is not purified, there will be no possibility of progress in my practice."

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The next morning, guarded the treasury of Zhuoshan.

Huang Qihai personally opened the heavy door and led Yue Lin in.

The managers and guards who were in charge of guarding the treasury became nervous. This was the first time they saw their mountain master so cautiously. Moreover, the person who entered the treasury this time was still a young man, which made them even more confused.

"Who is this person? Is it the legitimate son of the two largest families in Beicang and Linyuan?"

The treasury guard leader came to the manager and asked in a low voice.

"No, I remember the last time when Zhou Tingzhou, the young master of Beicang Mansion came over, the mountain master didn't act like this."

The head of the guard immediately gasped and said to himself: "Can the person who came here today actually be a big man from the capital!?"

The treasury manager smiled and said meaningfully: "Maybe more than that."

Next, no matter how the guard leader asked, the treasury manager looked mysterious and never spoke any more.

Huang Qihai passed through various neatly arranged box racks in the treasury, and finally stopped in front of a treasure chest at the deepest point.

He carefully took out a wooden box with an ancient shape from it.

"This is what the senior master gave to the younger generation before leaving."

Yue Lin took the wooden box, opened it and took it in front of him and took it carefully. There was no fluctuation on his face, which made Huang Qihai, who was waiting beside him, feel a little nervous.

The box contains a small silver-white mirror, emitting a fluctuation of power that seems to be there or not.

"Master, this is a magic weapon." Bai Yiyi concentrated on his mind and sensed for a moment.

Are magic tools? Unfortunately, I can't use them at all.

Yue Lin nodded slightly, put the wooden box back in its original position, and slowly wandered around the treasury.

Huang Qihai glanced at Bai Yiyi quietly and thought to himself that the maid could see where the treasure in the box came from. Senior Yue had no reason to be unclear, but judging from his ordinary appearance, he obviously did not take the treasure seriously.

But in this way, did his plan to win favor with the help of treasures soon fail?

"kindness!?"

When Huang Qihai was full of doubts, he suddenly heard Yue Lin's cry in surprise.

He hurried over, but found Yue Lin bent down and was picking something in the innermost corner of the treasury.

"Senior, here, this is a place where juniors pile up useless things."

Huang Qihai rolled up his sleeves and wanted to go forward to help but couldn't find the place to put his feet. Moreover, the pile of mixed things mixed together, he had no idea what Yue Lin was looking for.

After a while, Yue Lin finally stood up and held an irregularly shaped thing in his hand. "Do you know what this is?"

Huang Qihai took the piece of something that looked like a tortoise shell fragment, made of neither gold nor stone nor wood, frowned and recalled for a long time, and then slowly replied: "This seems to be something that someone offered when he asked me to build a weapon. Seeing that it was a strange material, I took it away, but later I found that it was not enough to use, so I threw it into the treasury."

"Who is that person?"

Hearing Yue Lin’s question, Huang Qihai frowned even deeper, “It seems that he is a member of the Du family in Linyuandao.”

"Lin Yuandao Du family?" Yue Lin's heart moved, and suddenly remembered Mr. Du Jun and Du who were tortured by Bai Yiyi when he went up the mountain.

A moment later, Chen Ao, who was ordered to think about his mistakes in the door, ran over unhurriedly, and his legs fell to the ground from afar, and he kept kowtowing.

Although the temperature in the treasury was not low, Chen Aocai felt cold all over and didn't dare to think about whether his head on his neck could be kept in the next moment.

"Finish Du Jun and take him back to Shouzhuo Mountain." Huang Qihai's tone was solemn, and he stopped talking in just one sentence.
Chapter completed!