"If Daoyi and the others are here, we should find them as soon as possible. This place is not like a good place. I am worried that evil will come out!" Huo Yunzi said with some concern.

Liu Muqing nodded, but now he has injuries on his body but is not suitable for him to continue commanding, so he handed over the power to Huo Yunzi and entered the retreat cave alone to heal his wounds. He only hopes that during this period of healing, there will be no major problems here.

The spiritual reserves in Lingshan are still very rich, and Huo Yunzi has a very clear insight and will not enter the hinterland here rashly. He drove Lingshan slowly like a ghost, trying not to alarm the creatures in the fog, and even some pure Buddha light was restrained, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

"It seems something is wrong in front of me. Why does it seem like there is a big stone tablet?" Huangfu Xue was paying attention to the things around her. After walking for thirty or forty miles, she suddenly found that a huge black shadow was blocking their way. After a closer look, it seemed to be a stone tablet.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... rust... rust..."

A strange sound gradually sounded from the air, as if someone was whispering in the wind, or as if he was chanting some eulogies, and there was a feeling of touching the soul of a person. In an instant, a sad mood suddenly lingers in everyone's hearts.

"The ancient times... the place where the immortals are... the hometown is sad... what is the basis for... the place where the battle is... the soul lasts forever..."

As he got closer to the stone tablet, the sad voice became clearer, just like a white-haired old man whispering softly in his ear, so real and so refreshing.

Suddenly, a pink light suddenly escaped from the Lingshan Mountain, and the next second it suddenly appeared in front of Huo Yunzi. This person was either someone else or Yao Yue who had been hiding in the depths of the harem.

She stared blankly at the stone tablet in the distance, staring at the extremely simple words on the stone tablet and the wailing sounds in the wind, her eyes were filled with tears without realizing it.

Huo Yunzi knew Yao Yue's identity and knew that this person must have survived from the age of ancient immortals. His strength and his light of knowing may even be known to the upper powerhouses in his master's sect, so he did not dare to neglect the slightest.

"Senior, is this..." Huo Yunzi thought for a while and asked.

Yao Yue's eyes did not turn, staring at the black stone tablet in a daze. It was not until a long time later that she calmed down and said, "This is an immortal tomb. Many gods were exiled to this place in the great disaster and eventually fell here. Therefore, there are so many unwilling griefs, so many lonely souls floating here, so there will be the existence of this stone tablet!"

"Sading! Lonely Soul! Stone Monument! Could it be that the stone monument in front of him was erected by the immortals? Then wouldn't it mean that under this stone monument is the place where immortals sleep!" Huo Yunzi couldn't help but exclaim. Even though he had excellent psychological quality, he could not help but scream suddenly in the face of this situation, just because this really gave him too much surprise and incredible.

Huo Yunzi's voice was naturally heard by many people, and under such circumstances, there were countless strong people paying attention to this place. At this moment, it was like a drop of water suddenly dripped into the oil pan, and the whole thing became boiling.

"Immortal~"

"There are actually immortals in this world. If this is true, wouldn't it mean that we have hope for the great way!"

"The tomb of the immortals, can't even immortals live together with the heavens, and live forever? What's going on?"

“…”

For a moment, the entire Lingshan Mountain was surprisingly quiet, but there were turbulent waves in the hearts of those high-level monks, just like a big wave, which made people feel extremely shocked. The emergence of such news stabilized the hearts of many people and caused the hearts of many people to stir up again. Some people touched the edge of the breakthrough, while others fell into the fog and fell deeper and deeper.

"Then...what should we do now? Should we go somewhere to see it? And will there be danger there?" Huo Yunzi couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said with some stuttering.

Liu Muqing slowly walked out of the retreating cave, and the next moment he came to Huo Yunzi and the others. Looking at the gray fog, he couldn't help but feel surprised. He was awakened by Yaoyue's notification, but he didn't expect that what he encountered was so weird.

"Is it really an immortal tomb? There is no mistake, right?" Liu Muqing touched his nose and smiled bitterly and asked Yao Yue.

Yao Yue's face was serious and her expression was very solemn, and she did not have the same mentality as before. Seeing this, Liu Muqing also had an answer in her heart, swallowed the second half of her sentence, and then said, "This is our senior after all, and there are probably the seniors we are waiting for in the middle. We should worship it for some reason."

I heard Yao Yue say: "This is not just a worship. Let all people above the Golden Elixir Stage participate. If you are destined to be a person who may even get some unexpected benefits, the inheritance of the immortal is not that ordinary!"

As soon as this statement was spoken, everyone present couldn't help but feel aroused in their hearts. The inheritance of immortals, the legendary immortal inheritance that can move mountains and seas and immortality, if they really get such a inheritance, what a blessing and great luck for them.

"I'll go and call people, you guys are waiting here!" Huo Yunzi's face was full of excitement, and he disappeared completely at the foot of his feet.

Liu Muqing could feel that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to rapidly improve the strength of the people on Lingshan Mountain. The inheritance of the immortals can make people feel extremely moved by just saying it.

Thousands of monks gathered together. The one with the lowest cultivation level of these people was the middle stage of the Golden Pill, and the one with the most powerful ones were the late-stage monks such as Liu Muqing. Wearing white white silk, according to the ancient etiquette mentioned by Yao Yue, everyone slowly approached the huge stone tablet.

Huangfu Xue played a faint soul-sucking song, as if summoning the fairies who died in battle here. The sound of Huo Yunzi knocking on the spirit drum was deafening, and every move was as if he had returned to the exciting scene of war.

"The immortals rely on...the path is sad...the soul does not exist..."

Liu Muqing stood at the front of the team, her steps were simple and like a soul-suming wizard, but with each movement and the sound of each eulogy made people feel a kind of soul throbbing and a kind of trembling of life.

"The immortal power Jiang Meng, the soul is back"

Suddenly, Yao Yue stopped and pinched out an extremely complex magic trick with both hands. A clear light suddenly emerged, just like a bright lamp suddenly appeared here, guiding the lost soul back.

"Ao~"

A huge roar suddenly echoed through the sky. The next moment, the gray fog was churning, and some broken mirror images slowly appeared in the rolling gray fog. It was the remaining soul image of the immortal power hero Jiang Meng.

In the gray fog, a huge man, wearing this steel helmet and iron armor, and his black aura burst out, just like the vast ocean. Every time his terrifying fist hit, some demons would be seriously injured. He was like a machine, constantly crushing and killing, until he encountered a demon who was as powerful as him.

The two of them had equal strength and strong defense, just like two bulls colliding together, rushing wildly and fighting wildly, and finally ended up in a defeat. At this moment, a black light shone out in the void, and the terrifying suction absorbed it into it.

The mirror image continued to appear, which made the monks below stunned. They knew the power of the immortals, but they were just in existence and fantasy, but they had never seen it as clearly as they were today. The powerful means, the tragic battle, and the huge scene made people feel as if they were in it. They couldn't help but feel a little passionate and a little desolate.

"The soul is back~"

Another light shout, the next moment the mirror image was broken, and the figure of the immortal power clerk Jiang Meng suddenly turned into a ray of inspiration, and appeared from the deep mist and fell into the body of a burly Jindan monk.

“Ah~”

The scream immediately reminded that the golden elixir monk was crushed to death in this instant, but everyone knew that as long as he survived this level, his future changes would be endless. It can be said that he is a lucky person, a lucky person that everyone envies.

Liu Muqing looked back and sent a voice to the people on Lingshan Mountain, saying, "Take him into the mountains and take good care of him. If he can survive this disaster, his future will be limitless!"

Looking at the monk who left, the eyes of thousands of monks showed a strong look of envy. That was the inheritance of immortals. An opportunity for people to become immortals was just in front of them. Whether they could get it depends on their own luck.

"Fellow Taoists, sincerely worship. These seniors have lost their lives for the blood shed by us, the younger generations. Shouldn't we really worship? Only those who sincerely worship can get their recognition!" Liu Muqing turned his head slightly and said.

For a moment, the entire worship team became much more solemn, and a strong atmosphere of sorrow and self-blame began to gather in it, making people feel unimaginable pain.

"The fairy spirit, the colorful golden phoenix, frost moon, the soul returns~"

"The Nine Yin Immortals have a demonic evil spirit, and the soul is back~"

"The Golden Bell Buddha Mani, the soul is back~"

“…”

As he got closer and closer to the stone tablet, more and more immortals were able to call out their names. Each one came out of the gray fog, with a shattered mirror image, and then he chose those lucky ones. Before he knew it, dozens of people had been selected by the immortals.
Chapter completed!