That gloomy and gloomy look, but also seems to be hiding a hint of rage!

He took a deep breath and came to the east wall. His soul flew up and submerged into the east wall.

Underground behind the east wall is a long corridor. The corridor is densely covered with runes and is covered with vitality. It is unknown where it leads.

Xu Baiyan's Yuanshen flew on the corridor. After flying for a long time, he finally arrived at an underground palace.

In the underground palace, a young man was waiting for him with his hands behind his back.

This man's face was ordinary, nothing out of the ordinary, and he was not tall in stature. Instead, he looked a little short. The only thing that was different was the red mole between his eyebrows.

Even with such a figure and appearance, it brings a lot of oppression to people.

"Brother."

Xu Baiyan Yuanshen looked at the ordinary man with a faint look of hope in his eyes.

The man turned his head and said with an indifferent expression: "Your third brother is dead."

Xu Baiyan's complexion suddenly changed.

"This is not the result Blackstone Hall wants."

The man turned his head and said: "You have been in our Black Stone Hall since you were a child. Along the way, your three brothers and I have always regarded you as our core. I hope that you can make a name for yourself in Taixuanjing among the Huai Gang."

All over the world.

Of all the locust leaves in the world, your third brother loved you the most, but today he died."

Xu Baiyan took a deep breath. At this time, he only wanted to ask about Lu Jing's life and death.

But he forcibly suppressed the impulse in his heart, with sadness in his eyes.

While the Yuan Shen was shaking, there was a hint of confusion: "Third brother is the Yuan Shen who transformed into a real person and cultivated into a real palace. Even I can't kill him easily.

Then Lu Jing..."

The man shook his head and said: "A total of one Xueshan and one Rizhao came to kill him with a disturbing sky mirror, and your third brother Yuan Shen Shen Nian was sitting among them.

Now, the two monks at the top of the Fourth Realm in the hall were killed on the spot."

"Third Brother Yuanshen didn't go there in person? Then how could he..."

"It's a sword energy."

A look of surprise flashed in the man's eyes: "The sword energy entered the mirror, and the spiritual thoughts came...

Kill your third brother’s Yuan Shen Zhen Palace!”

Xu Baiyan gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

The man thought for a while, shook his head and said, "That Lu Jing Yuanshen forcibly uses extraordinary magical powers and controls that terrifying sword energy.

The soul was also on the verge of death. Even if he had not died on the spot, he might not have been able to survive for a few days.

If he can survive by chance, his talent will be irreversibly exhausted, and his qualifications will definitely be worse than before.

Yesterday, I sent two Sophora japonicas to clean up the battlefield and search for traces of Lu Jing. The strange thing is that Lu Jing has disappeared, and the two Sophora japonicas have also disappeared without a trace.

Maybe there is someone protecting him behind his back..."

"In short, even if Lu Jing doesn't die, he can't bear the loss of the Xuan Lun. Without that kind of talent, he will have nothing to rely on from now on, so you don't have to worry anymore.

As for your third brother..."

There seemed to be sadness flashing through the man's eyes: "When this happens, if Lu Jing is alive, you will avenge him.

If Lu Jing dies, it will be considered your third brother’s contribution to the Black Stone Hall of the Sophora Gang."

Xu Baiyan nodded silently, with sadness still in his eyes.

The two of them stood like this in the underground palace for a long time.

Only then did Xu Baiyan return to the house on Qilin Street from the tunnel full of runes.

The soul enters the body.

The sadness on Xu Baiyan's face disappeared, and instead he slowly showed a smile.

He was originally a young man who was like an immortal, and his smile was bright and refreshing, and seemed to be shining with brilliance.

"Xuan Lun Du Hu... The true biography of Chu Shenchou."

Xu Baiyan stood up, turned around and saw that the moonlight had darkened.

He sat in this mansion that was not too luxurious, but was a bit luxurious, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt that this mansion was still not enough to express his extraordinaryness.

"Xie Lulang...eighth grade...is not enough."

"It's not enough for the soul to become real."

Xu Baiyan couldn't help but think of the thatched houses of the past, and also thought of Sheng Mansion, the high-gate courtyard of Prince Anqing's Mansion.

"If you want to compete with me for the Xuanlunduhu, so what if you are a prodigy? In this troubled world, prodigies will also die and will disappear from everyone!"

It is also at this time.

Just now in the underground palace.

The ordinary man saw Xu Baiyan leaving, but then walked into a room in the underground palace.

In that house, a handsome nobleman held an ivory fan and gently teased an ant on the table with the jasper ivory fan.

The ant seemed to be exhausted by the noble man's teasing, but still could not escape from his ivory fan.

An ordinary man came in and saluted the noble young master: "Young Master Rain Master."

"Master, has everything been done?" Li Yushi smiled at the corner of his mouth and a sharp light flashed in his eyes: "I was worried about how to do it more cleanly, but Xu Baiyan helped me a lot. In this way, you, Black Stone Hall, can be regarded as a master.

.”

The master of the Black Stone Hall said expressionlessly: "Just like Master Yu ordered, he carried out the siege and killing in the name of Xu Baiyan, and the result was just as Master Yu thought, Lu Jing was not dead, but his soul was greatly damaged, and he was about to die.

Wither and die.”

"It's just that...the damage to the soul is not due to the monks under my command..."

"Ignore these." Li Yushi nodded with satisfaction: "As long as the goal is achieved, the death of the soul is indeed a big problem for other people.

But the reason why I plan to make his soul die is because the Seventh Prince also has a Nine God Lotus, which was given by the Holy Lord, and can solve this disaster!

Holding this Nine God Lotus in your hand, you are not afraid that Lu Jing will not return to your heart."

The leader of the Black Stone Hall of the Huai Gang nodded, then frowned and asked: "Master Yu, if you ask me, the Black Stone Hall, to take action, if Lu Jingzhen dies on this night, wouldn't it be..."

"If you die, you will die."

Li Yushi nonchalantly used his ivory fan to kill the ants on the table and said: "This young man wants to be alone, but the only problem is that he is extremely talented.

With such an outstanding talent and such a young and innocent boy, how can he not be involved in the chaos?

Even if he is as powerful as the Seventh Prince, he can only fall into the whirlpool. What is Lu Jing's identity? How can he stand alone?"

"So if he dies today, he will die. Many people in Taixuanjing will just pretend that such a young man never existed. What kind of genius is a dead genius? Who cares?"

The leader of the Black Stone Hall seemed to understand and nodded slowly.

Li Yushi looked at him and said softly: "You have lost several brothers and lost a precious mirror. I will compensate you."

The master of the Black Stone Hall bowed respectfully to Li Yushi: "I would like to ask you, sir, to explain this matter to the Seventh Prince, so that the Seventh Prince can know the names of those who died in my service to the Black Stone Hall."

Li Yushi smiled and his eyes became more profound: "When the seventh prince leaves the pavilion and opens a palace, he will naturally be rewarded based on his merits.

And I will also give him a great gift like Lu Jing!"

The master of Blackstone Hall remained silent.

It seems that the Seventh Prince is not aware of this matter. He has not yet opened the palace, but Li Yushi from the Li family has already started planning for him.

——

Lu Jing felt severe pain in his head, and vaguely felt that the light in his soul was getting dimmer.

The Yuan Shen, which was originally so solid that it seemed to be turning from virtual to real, was now extremely disorganized, as if it was about to lose its hold and dissipate.

Intense pain burst out from the soul.

Unlike physical pain, the spiritual pain went straight into his mind and thoughts, causing Lu Jing's spirit to dissipate.

"The soul is in great loss, and the spirit is dim and dull."

In the hazy moment, Lu Jing only felt that his originally strong Yuan Shen had become extremely weak, and the flickering golden light in it also quietly dissipated, and he did not know where he went.

"If this continues, my soul may become completely silent and never be revived."

Lu Jing calmed down and began to visualize the Great Sage Yantian, King of the Ming Dynasty.

The great sage Yantian, the king of the Ming Dynasty, wearing a Taoist robe and holding the Buddha's seal in his hand, was slowly constructed.

What was different from the past was that at this moment, the third eye on the forehead of the Great Ming King Yantian slowly opened.

Those eyes were so bright that they seemed to contain the truth of the world.
To be continued...