It's strange because Yu Ling has never seen such a place in real life, but it's familiar... because the scenery and pattern here are very similar to the original site of Tianxue Sect.

It's not a stereotyped physical resemblance, but a spiritual resemblance that's hard to describe in words.

Perhaps it was Zhao Lan's memory that influenced Yu Ling, causing him to feel a subconscious sense of intimacy the first time he saw this place.

"Where is this place?" Murong Xin'er also woke up. The ball of light hanging in front of her suddenly shrank, revealing an exquisite jade pendant.

Murong Xin'er subconsciously caught the jade pendant, with a confused look on her face.

"Did anyone tell you something?" Yu Ling asked hesitantly.

"Where is there anyone? Aren't there just the two of us here? By the way, where are the others?" Murong Xin'er seemed to wake up a little and looked around with a frown.

"Well, did you just...experience something similar to a fantasy?" Yu Ling asked again.

"How do you know?" Murong Xin'er looked surprised: "It seems to be a girl named Lu Chunwan. It's a pity that she died... Hey, what's your expression?"

"...It's nothing. Keep this jade pendant well, maybe it will be useful." Yu Ling felt a little embarrassed.

Murong Xin'er looked at him suspiciously and asked, "Whose memory illusion have you experienced?"

Yu Ling had no choice but to answer honestly: "Zhao Lan."

Murong Xin'er's eyes widened in shock: "You... this is impossible, could it be that the Zhao Lan I dreamed of..."

"Ahem, you are overthinking. What we have experienced are different illusions and cannot be strung together." Yu Ling recalled it and confirmed that the Lu Chunwan in her dream was definitely not Murong Xin'er's character.

Murong Xin'er's expression was still a little weird, Yu Ling quickly changed the subject and said: "By the way, I just saw the other people. They were in a vast starry sky, and they all seemed to be going through the test of illusion. Why don't we wait here?

?”

"Okay." Murong Xin'er stopped dwelling on the last topic.

Neither of them spoke, and they stayed there silently for an hour, two hours, three hours...

Gradually, Murong Xin'er felt something was wrong: "It's been so long, they haven't woken up yet, right? Have they been teleported to other places?"

"It's very possible." Yu Ling had to nod.

He found the walkie-talkie with a one-in-a-ten thousand chance, but as expected found that it had lost its effectiveness. Apparently, the spatial structure of this world was special and unable to communicate with each other.

Murong Xin'er also took out the communication talisman and tried to contact the masters of her family. As a result, the bamboo pieces were burned to ashes and there was still no response.

"Forget it, let's take it one step at a time." Murong Xin'er sighed and had to accept the reality depressedly.

Yu Ling suddenly said: "Have you ever thought about a question? This inheritance place is isolated from the outside world, so...who brought out the Tianxuan Shenhuan?"

Murong Xin'er was horrified, and her expression became solemn: "You mean, someone deliberately released clues?"

"This is the only explanation..." Yu Ling hesitated for a moment, but still told Murong Xin'er everything about Zhao Lan.

Murong Xin'er felt dizzy for a while and then said after a while: "So you are saying that he later became the head of Tianxue Sect?"

"It should be that Daoxuan's body has its own special features. Within ten years, he will be able to secure this position." Yu Ling said.

Murong Xin'er pondered: "So, assuming that Zhao Lan is not dead yet, and assuming that he released the Tianxuan Shenhuan to the outside world, what is his purpose?"

"I think we have also missed a very key figure - Tang Liozhi. What if he is not dead?" Yu Ling took a deep breath and said.

The two looked at each other and saw the coldness in each other's eyes.

"Could this be a trap?" Murong Xin'er murmured, stroking the jade pendant in his hand.

Yu Ling frowned and said: "Maybe, but it doesn't seem like it. I didn't feel any malice from Zhao Lan's spiritual thoughts. If it was really a trap, he could have done it more seductively. Why reveal some truth? What's more?

…We can’t leave now, because I can’t find the exit here anyway.”

Murong Xin'er was silent for a moment, then slowly floated up, wanting to overlook the surrounding scene.

But when she was two hundred meters above the ground, she suddenly hit an invisible barrier, groaned, and fell to the ground again.

"No, the maximum can only be two hundred meters." Murong Xin'er said with a pale face.

"Then let's..."

"Giggle--" The familiar sly laughter came again, interrupting Yu Ling's words.

Yu Ling suddenly looked back, only to see a trace of clothes floating past quickly, and soon disappeared into the shadows of the woods, disappearing.

"What's wrong?" Murong Xin'er also became alert.

"It's that puppet again..." Yu Ling's face was solemn. He had a vague feeling that this woman in imperial robes had an inexplicable connection with this place.

"Is she entangled with us?" Murong Xin'er held the sword tightly.

"I don't know, it seems to have disappeared again..." Yu Ling spread the soul power to the maximum range, but could not feel the breath of the woman in imperial robes.

"Forget it, let's go." Yu Ling gave up tracking.

"But...in which direction?" Murong Xin'er asked.

"Zhao Lan asked me to reach the end of this world, but what is the end?" Yu Ling was also thinking.

"Why don't we leave this forest first? It seems that heading east is a mountain range. There are six mountains and eighteen peaks in the hinterland of Tianxue Sect. Since the pattern here is imitated over there, let's go to the core area first and take a look. Maybe we can find something.

What clue?" Murong Xin'er suggested.

It seems like this is the only way to go.

The two traveled hundreds of kilometers and arrived at Zhuli Peak in the Shangqing Mountains.

The entire mountain peak is covered with green tear bamboo. When the wind blows, the emerald green bamboo sea sways, and the blue-white spots on it shine with a warm light under the sunlight. This is Shangqing Qi

One of the sceneries is the Tears of Bamboo and Green Sea.

"The Shangqing Mountain line... seems to be the second-ranked branch inheritance among the Tianxue Sect's inner sect?" Murong Xin'er turned to look at Yu Ling.

"Well, what they practice should be the "Tianxue Shangqing Jue", which emphasizes purity of mind and few desires, obeying nature, and climbing to the top through abstaining from desires and practicing hard." Yu Ling said.

Thanks to Zhao Lan's memory illusion, Yu Ling learned a lot about the Tianxue Sect, otherwise he would have been completely blind.

"Actually, I'd rather go to Jixuan Mountain to visit." Murong Xin'er said softly, looking at the endless green bamboo sea.

Yu Ling nodded to express his understanding. Ji Xuan's branch was the strongest, and it was also the branch to which Lu Chunwan belonged. However, it was only after the decline of Duan Hairong's Hualuan branch that Ji Xuan had the opportunity to rise.

"It seems that if you walk two thousand kilometers to the north, you can reach Jixuan Mountain? If the layout here remains unchanged." Yu Ling said.

"Let's take a walk around Zhuli Peak first. You might find some treasures there. Is their Yunbao Palace in that direction?" Murong Xin'er stretched out his hand and pointed.

At the top of each peak there is a Hall of Treasures and a Pavilion of Books. If there are any treasures of heaven and earth or precious techniques, they should be placed in these two places.

The two of them walked up the mountain road quickly, and soon came to a majestic palace. The plaque above contained three large gilded characters: Yunbao Palace.

"I didn't expect it to go smoothly..." Murong Xin'er said as she was about to cross the threshold, but was pushed back by an invisible restriction.

"Huh? Can't you get in?" Murong Xin'er suddenly felt depressed. She had already seen all kinds of rare treasures displayed in Yunbao Hall, but she couldn't touch them.

However, Yu Ling walked into the house unconsciously. When she turned around and saw that Murong Xin'er was still there, she couldn't help but asked in surprise: "What's going on?"

"Can you get in?" Murong Xin'er looked at him in shock. She tried again and found that she still couldn't get in, even if she summoned all her profound energy, it was useless.

"Is there a barrier here?" Yu Ling stretched out his hand and touched it. He didn't feel anything strange, but this time he finally noticed that the finger he was wearing shimmered.

"Could it be that...only the corresponding token can enter the corresponding pavilion?" Murong Xin'er is also a person with a sharp mind, and he guessed something in an instant: "But what you got is the sect master's finger, doesn't it mean..."

Yu Ling's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat. If their guess was correct, Yu Ling's authority in this inheritance place would be astonishingly large, and he would be unable to go anywhere.

But after the surprise, Yu Ling felt that this happiness seemed to come too suddenly. It was already certain that Zhao Lan was a very important figure in the Tianxue Sect, but... why did he choose Yu Ling from everyone?
Chapter completed!