"this……"

Upon hearing Yang Yunfan's question, the little Taoist priest's eyes wandered for a moment, but he lowered his head, obviously not wanting to say anything.

"Little Taoist priest, we're all here, and you still don't tell us the truth? If you keep squeaking, believe it or not, I'll beat you up here first?"

When the girl saw the little Taoist priest's look of needing a beating, the golden flames in his eyes couldn't help but jump a little, looking a little scary.

"Don't hit me, I said, I said it's not okay."

The little Taoist priest hurriedly held his head and hid next to Yang Yunfan.

Along the way, he knew that the girl's temper was not very good. If Yang Yunfan threatened him, he might not believe it. But this girl must be a person with a bad temper, so it was better not to offend her.

He glanced at the girl in fear, and then said to Yang Yunfan: "Originally, this valley is a forbidden area, and our disciples from the Ten Thousand Gods Palace would not come here normally. However, in the past two days, many disciples from other sects have come to us.

Kunlun faction, participating in the Dou Xiantai competition."

As he said that, he glanced at Yang Yunfan and said, "Um, senior, do you know about the Douxian Tai Competition?"

Yang Yunfan said "hmm" and nodded: "I know about the Douxian Tai Competition. In fact, we are here for this too. Taoist Wuya wrote to me some time ago, inviting me to come to Kunlun to watch the ceremony."

"Watch, watch the ceremony..."

When the little Taoist priest heard Yang Yunfan say the word "Guan Li" so calmly, he suddenly felt that his tongue was tied and he couldn't speak smoothly.

Most of the disciples from major sects who have recently come to Kunlun Mountain are following their elders to gain experience. Of course, there are also disciples with good cultivation who will participate in the Douxian Platform Competition.

However, the people who can be invited to "watch the ceremony" are all elder-level figures from various sects, and the number of people in the world who can be invited by Master Kunlun and Taoist Wuya to write personal letters can be counted on one hand.

Come here...who is this senior in front of you? Isn't he an old monster who has been practicing in some cave for hundreds of years?

"What's wrong with the ceremony? Little Taoist priest, why don't you tell me, are you really looking for a beating?"

When the girl saw the little Taoist priest squeaking and not saying a word for a long time, she couldn't help but said angrily.

"No, I'll tell you right away!"

The little Taoist priest now had no intention of hiding anything. This senior was actually a friend of the master. His seniority was so high that he didn't even know what to call him.

At this time, he sorted out his thoughts and said: "Senior, although we, the disciples of the Pantheon Palace, do not usually come to Death Valley, we come to patrol every half a month. Yesterday happened to be the half-month period.

, my senior sister and I had our turn for this mission. It happened that senior Xia Zining from the Shushan Lingjiu Palace said he wanted to go out for a walk, so he came with us. As for the two Guiyun Sword Sect, they followed senior Xia Zining."

"I have been patrolling this valley several times. Although there are many strange rumors about this valley, I have indeed not encountered any danger in so many years. Who knew that there would be an accident this time?"

"Yesterday afternoon, we were planning to leave the valley, but on the way, we found a purple spiritual grass under a black rock. The leaves of the spiritual grass were very similar to windmills, big and square, with four petals.

I don’t know what this spiritual grass is called, but I just heard from senior Xia Zining that this spiritual grass can enhance the realm of the soul, and seems to speed up cultivation or something."

Hearing the description of this spiritual grass, Yang Yunfan had a thought in his mind and said: "This is the soul-nurturing grass! It can improve the quality of the foundation-building spiritual platform. It is very rare. It is indeed a treasure that is hard to find!"

The little Taoist priest nodded and continued: "I don't know what the use of this spiritual grass is, but senior Xia Zining said it was a good thing, so we were all very happy and helped pick it. But who knew, a strange wind came over and killed us

They were all involved. When I woke up, I found that my senior sister and senior Xia Zining were all weak and their faces were blue, as if they had been poisoned. I didn't dare to touch them, so I ran out to ask for help."

The little Taoist priest originally wanted to go back to the Palace of the Gods, but he met Yang Yunfan and Huang Tianqi on the way. These two people had profound cultivation and seemed to be seniors in the righteous way, so he brought them here.

"I see. Without further ado, hurry up and lead the way."

When Yang Yunfan heard that Xia Zining had been poisoned, he quickly urged the little Taoist priest to lead the way.

…

Death Valley, at the foot of a certain mountain.

I don’t know why the sky tonight is extra bright. It’s a good weather with bright moon and few stars. But at this time, there are four people huddled under a boulder, looking at the group of rocks shaking back and forth in the sky with horrified expressions.

Black wind.

"Junior sister Xia Zining, what on earth is that? I felt like my soul was frozen at that moment."

A young man in white clothes with a fairly handsome appearance, but now with a livid face, hid timidly behind a stone and spoke.

"I don't know either."

The woman on the side shook her head slightly, her tone slightly bleak.

Facing this mysterious and strange wind, she really had no idea. Maybe they would die here tonight.

She held the handle of the scimitar at her waist. The original green rope on the handle was very old, but she often took it off and cleaned it. Although it was old, it was also very clean, except for the color.

Some are turning white.

"Brother Yang, I have never changed the sword rope you tied for me. I thought that after winning the Qilin Ranking, I could legitimately join the Yanhuang Iron Guard, and I could see you often. Now it seems,

I’m afraid there’s no hope.”

Glancing at the strange black wind in the sky, she looked a little pale.

She wanted to rush out several times, but the black wind swept her back and seemed to be trapped here to death.

And this black wind had some strange power that could erode her soul. After a few times, she would not even have the energy to stand up.

"Senior Xia Zining, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. I shouldn't have made any decisions. I invited you to patrol with me."

Next to her, a woman wearing a white Taoist robe and a green gauze covering her head showed an apology on her face. She was the female disciple of Wanshen Palace and the senior sister of the young Taoist priest.

"I don't blame you. All of this is my own decision. Maybe if I don't pick the soul-nurturing grass, I won't cause this strange wind. It is said that people often die inexplicably in the Death Valley. Maybe this is it.

Is the black wind causing trouble?"

Xia Zi stared at the black wind above her head, her expression slightly enlightened.

But, so what if you knew it, in the Death Valley, almost no one who encountered the black wind came out alive. The little Taoist priest who went out to ask for help was probably already in danger, right?

"No! This strange wind is going to attack us!" At this moment, the two male disciples of the Guiyun Sword Sect shouted in horror.

Wow!

As soon as they finished speaking, the black wind in the sky suddenly began to tremble, letting out bursts of whimpering, like a ghost crying or a wolf howling.

This voice contains a frightening power that can penetrate people's hearts, like a evil ghost crawling out of the underworld, with endless sadness, making people's souls tremble.

"We are dead..."

Everyone knows how powerful this strange wind is, and they are no match for them. They tried to escape just now, but were rolled back by the strange wind.

"Woo..."

The black wind roared and roared towards the four people.

They can't hide or escape. At this moment, they can't do anything except close their eyes and wait for death. There is really an indescribable sadness in their hearts!

"Brother Yang, see you in the next life..."

Xia Zining closed her eyes and firmly held the handle of the scimitar in her hand. The strip of cloth wrapped around it was the only belief in her heart at this time.

"Wow!"

But at this moment, the cold and sharp sword energy, which was like a sharp sword, exuding a faint cyan halo, suddenly descended from the sky with brilliant power!

The sword energy penetrated into the black wind, and exploded suddenly in the next second, causing the originally ferocious black wind to be shattered into pieces in an instant.

Sweep away the dull sky!

"Woo woo, woo woo..."

The shattered black energy is scattered in the air, constantly trying to condense again, roaring, and changing ferociously, which is extremely terrifying.

"I'm not dead..."

Xia Zining's eyelashes trembled slightly and she opened her eyes.

She saw not far away, in the black air, a tall figure walking out without fear, with firm and powerful steps.

The moonlight was cold and the stars were bright, shining on his handsome face.

He has a handsome face like a knife, deep eyes, a straight bridge of nose, and a charming mouth with a faint smile.

"Brother Yang..."

The woman dressed in purple suddenly recognized the person who was coming. It was the man who had made her miss her day and night.

At this time, she felt that her heartbeat could not help but speed up a lot.

At this moment, her eyes could no longer accommodate anything else in the world. Only the tall and handsome figure of Yang Yunfan remained in her eyes.

immediately……

Endless grievance slowly welled up in my heart.

A trace of water mist began to appear on her beautiful eyes that turned into stars.

Brother Yang, you are finally here.

If you don’t come, I will get old...
Chapter completed!