"The magical calculation of heaven!" Qin Xuan saw the magic tricks pinching in the hands of Monk Sanguang, and her beautiful face couldn't help but be moved: "You actually know the lost divination technique of the Feixian Sect!"

"Miss Qin Xuan actually knows the magical calculations of heaven. Could it be that she is a fellow Taoist? I heard that there was an ancient imperial tomb in this ancient forbidden area in the southern forbidden area. In order to make the treasures in the imperial tomb be born and consecrated, I risked my life to enter the forbidden area. I wonder if Miss Qin Xuan is interested in walking with her?" Monk Sanguang said with his eyes shining.

When Qin Xuan heard this, a look of disgust suddenly appeared on her beautiful face. The divine truth of the heavenly secrets was rumored to be involved in the tomb robbery, so she was sealed in the ancient tomb by the predecessors of the Feixian Sect. Unexpectedly, she was actually given by this monk.

"I don't like the ancient imperial tombs. How can the deceased be blasphemed?" Qin Xuan said coldly, then swept her eyes to other directions, and said, "I want to find someone. You and I are different. I hope I won't meet again!"

With a cold snorting, Qin Xuan immediately moved her long legs and walked towards the depths of the Nangu Forbidden Area.

She came here to find Jian Fengyun, the disciple of the person she had never forgotten before her master died. If you find him, you can find the real Jian Fengyun.

After thousands of years, she can never forget the reluctant appearance of her master before her death.

Thousands of years ago, her master heard that Emperor Fengyun had fallen, and she was completely lost. She turned white overnight and formed a demon of inner thoughts. Her martial arts realm regressed, her life span was exhausted, and she was about to die.

Before the wooden couch, my master did not have the appearance of the strongest empress in the Demon Realm - the Hongxiu Empress. Her faint breath was blurred in her eyes, like an ordinary woman who had longing for a disease.

"Master, isn't it just a man? As for you to wait for him for a thousand years, you have formed a demon in your heart and make your realm retreat. Now that you have not had much time, where is that man?" Qin Xuan knelt beside the wooden bed and finally couldn't help but say.

The Hongxiu Empress did not blame her, but the look of longing flashed in her eyes and said with some recollection: "He has never liked me from beginning to end. How dare I ask him to be by my side, let alone, he is dead!"

"Master, you are the Hongxiu Empress. Everyone in the Demon Realm will surrender to you. Is it worth it for a man?" Qin Xuan questioned.

"You don't understand, Xuan'er, so what about the empress? If I could meet him earlier, I would rather not be the empress above ten thousand people. I just want to be the person next to him!" The empress Hongxiu said with dim eyes.

It is hard to imagine that the Demon Realm exists - the Hongxiu Empress, who would say such words.

At that time, she felt a pity for Jian Fengyun's death. If he hadn't died, she would have to meet Jian Fengyun.

After all, she wanted to know what kind of person she could be so worried about by her master.

Thousands of years have passed, and finally she waited for the opportunity. Her master had already died, but Jian Fengyun's apprentice was born. This time he went to the Nangu Forbidden Land. What he did was to meet Jian Fengyun's apprentice for a while, and let him see if he could find out about Jian Fengyun. She wanted Jian Fengyun to know that his master missed him so much during his lifetime. She wanted Jian Fengyun to kowtow in front of Master's grave.

"Why did the beauty refuse? I know where the beauty is looking for!" Sanguang Buddha Son smiled sly and immediately spoke.

Qin Xuan's face condensed, a cold light shot out from her beautiful eyes, and she said, "Do you know where Jian Fengyun is?"

"I don't know that sir, but that sir can barely calculate it. If you follow the path the beauty is now, you probably won't be able to see him on this trip!" The Three Light Buddha Son joked slightly and then said.

"Take me to see him!" Qin Xuan was moved and spoke immediately.

The three-light Buddha son blinked his eyes and smiled and said, "Beauty, there is no free lunch in the world. Originally, I came here to find the ancient imperial tomb. Now I want to lead the way for the girl. I naturally missed the ancient imperial tomb. I don't know if the girl wants to be... "

Qin Xuan's beautiful eyes frowned and she suddenly said coldly: "What do you want?"

"The beauty is indeed a wise man. As long as I can lead you along the way, I can take the girl to see the boy!" The Three-light Buddha son said lightly.

When Qin Xuan heard this, her face suddenly became cold. She had lived for thousands of years. Even if she was a powerful demon king, the king would not be so frivolous in front of her. However, the monk in front of her was not only so frivolous, but her eyes made her feel even more disgusted.

"Hehe, girl, this Buddhist son is a perfect man. It is not an easy thing to help you find that young man, especially the path that the young man has walked, which is definitely one of the few dead ends in the world. Without a mistress, it would never be possible to see him alive!" Sanguang seemed to have guessed Qin Xuan's thoughts and pointed it out directly.

"You..." Qin Xuan gritted her teeth, and a hint of hesitation flashed over her beautiful face. After a long time, she finally responded: "Okay, I promise you that you are not weak, you can only hold my hand. If you dare to do other things, I will definitely make you worse than death!"

The opportunity was right in front of her. She really wanted to see the person she wanted to see before her death.

"Don't worry, girl, follow me. This road is not ordinary. Girls have to grab my monk's hand, otherwise they will not be able to walk out if they fall on the road!" Monk Sanguang's eyes shone, and he immediately said, pulling Qin Xuan's palm.

Qin Xuan frowned slightly, and finally endured the hand of Monk Sanguang and walked forward.

Although she practiced the magic path and abandoned the seven emotions and six desires, she was still a little unhappy with the removal of her body.

Monk Sanguang smiled and pulled the beauty beside him to the road that Jian Fengyun had walked before - the Cursed Mountains. The difference is that Monk Sanguang has Buddha light to protect his body and is not eroded by the power of the blood moon.

At the same time, deep in the Yellow Spring River

Jian Fengyun and his group slowly descended from the bamboo raft. The bamboo raft floated along the water and turned out to float downward.

"Boss, why didn't the bamboo raft float up, but float down?" Wang Chuyuan stood beside Jian Fengyun and asked in confusion.

Along the way, although he had seen countless strange things, the bamboo raft under his feet was always going upstream, and at this moment it was actually going downstream, making him a little strange.

"Because, there are still people coming to this Dead Valley!" Jian Fengyun said lightly.

When Wang Chuyuan heard this, he was stunned and said, "There is still someone? Who?"

He saw the difficulties of the journey. Although Jian Fengyun had helped them avoid most of the dangers like a prophet in the future, it did not affect their perception of danger at all.

Just curse so many undead on the mountain range, who can escape? There are also the taboos of the Yellow Quan River, the weird power of the Blood Moon, etc. These dangers are extremely terrifying. Even ordinary people cannot avoid them even if they are geniuses in ancient countries.

Thinking about this, who else can follow this path in the forbidden area of ​​the Southern Ancient forbidden area?

"It doesn't matter who comes. What's important is that the things on Mount Bu Lao must be mine!" Jian Fengyun's eyes moved slightly and he said calmly.

(End of this chapter)...

.
Chapter completed!