But everything is always absolute. Some Xuanmen do not know it, but it does not mean that the entire Huaxia Xuanmen do not know it. There is Panlong Mountain among them.

At this time, an old man in green robe stood with his hands behind his back, with white hair and snow-white beard.

The old man looked up at the sky. A huge stone was floating among the clouds above, with many iron chains tied to the stone, as if he was afraid of the colorful stone flying away.

The stone is colorful, as tall as two people, with many strange marks on it.

"Great Elder, you've been here for two days, so go and have a rest."

Behind the old man, a middle-aged man holding a gourd in his arms, said with great respect.

"It's okay, this colorful stone is the foundation of the Taoist Sect in the World. If there is a mistake, I can't explain it to the Taoist Sect in the World!"

The white-haired old man looked in the sky, then waved his hand, and two white lights flew out of his sleeves and slapped directly in several directions of the colorful stones.

As the white light approached, a buzzing sound suddenly came from the surroundings of the colorful stones. Several colorful lights soared into the sky around the colorful stones, turning into a five-angle formation, encapsulating the colorful stones.

The five-angle formation is formed, and the five colors of light of gold, wood, water, fire and earth fills the space, making it extremely dazzling.

"Recently, the Western Xuanmen is about to move, and I want to use the opportunity of the Hell War to severely damage the Chinese Xuanmen. You must learn about the information well, so don't give them the opportunity to take advantage of it."

The white-haired old man turned around and looked at the middle-aged Taoist who had been following behind him and ordered.

“Yes, the Great Elder.

Another thing is that Panlongling, the secret realm of Ghost Tower, sent a message saying that he had seen the orphan of Maoshan, Xiao Yu, and that the other party had returned to the sun."

The middle-aged man spoke very quietly, as if he was afraid that he had said something wrong.

"Xiao Yu is back? Didn't he be killed in the secret realm?"

The old man with white hair frowned slightly, and then walked forward first, and the middle-aged man hurriedly followed.

"The letter said that Xiao Yu is very strong now, and the head of the secret realm does not want to be an enemy, so we should try our best not to have grudges with each other."

The man followed the old man and told him in detail, then took out the letter and handed it to the other party. However, their letter was different from what we saw, but it was something like an animal skin.

The white-haired old man took the letter, just looked at it briefly, and then his brows frowned.

"Panlongling in the secret realm of the Ghost Tower was all sages of all generations. They would not regard this as a joke. It's just that the grudge between us and Xiao Yu is already as powerful as water and fire. It's not easy to relieve it now!"

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he continued to walk forward behind his hands, but after walking more than ten meters away, he turned back to look at the middle-aged disciple behind him.

"What are the reactions of Xiao Yu coming back now?"

"Reported to the great elder, the various sects did not know that Xiao Yu was back, and only the Guiyin Sect was secretly mobilizing other mountain gates, but the major mountain gates seemed not very enthusiastic to fight Maoshan.

Especially after the incident of Xiao Yu fighting against the ghost immortal in hell was reported back, they were even more scruples and were afraid of being retaliated by Xiao Yu."

The middle-aged disciple said with a serious expression.

"Yes, the little guy we didn't like at the beginning is now full of strength. If you want to get rid of it, it will definitely be a trauma!

Unexpectedly, Maoshan has such luck, and there will be even a talented person who will be against the will of heaven. Xiao Shi was seriously injured back then, and there were many people in the Xuanmen who knew it. It is estimated that Xiao Yu had already known the truth. Now he will reconcile, the other party may not agree!

Uncle Panlongling said that Xiao Yu seriously injured the Holy Lord of Huangquan in the bone buried ground, and also met the four divine beast families. Elder Xuanwu even broke through to the Earth Immortal and was about to enter the Penglai Secret Realm. Such a character is indeed fearful!"

The two of them walked and chatted, and soon they arrived in front of a loft.

Both floors of the attic are made of wooden structure, painted with red paint, and some auspicious beasts are carved on the surrounding walls, and a faint formation light is revealed.

Above the entrance of the attic, there is a plaque with the words "Immortal Hall" written on it.

"You go and inform the head of the sect and several elders to come to the Immortal Hall to discuss matters, so don't ask anyone to know.

Also, Xiao Yu did not offend Mr. Wuji in the region. Mr. Wuji has sent the Ghost King to Yangshi to inquire about Xiao Yu. You can contact him secretly. If possible, reveal Xiao Yu's information to him, so that we can also avoid confronting Xiao Yu head-on.

However, this matter must be kept very confidential. Once the Xuanmen forces know that we are colluding with Mr. Wuji, it will inevitably arouse public anger."

The old man with white hair gave a deep command, then turned his hand and took out something like a ruler and handed it directly to the middle-aged man.

"I'll leave this magic ruler to you. You must be careful when you go out! Your elder brother is the head of the sect now. If you are killed, he will probably be furious and do something extraordinary. Go."

"Thank you, the elder..."

Seeing the devil-revoking ruler, the middle-aged man was happy to speak, took it with both hands, and then quickly retreated.

The white-haired old man watched the other party leave, then made great strides into the immortal hall. The two doors were as if nothing had been blocked by the other party.

The Immortal Hall is not very magnificent, and it looks very deserted. There are two rows of towering wooden frames on both sides, with many candles lit on it.

On the wall facing directly in front, there were some hanging paintings, including men and women, some riding spirit beasts, some holding crutches, and some standing on clouds.

Each one is extraordinary, if it is an immortal.

This is the Immortal Hall of Panlong Mountain. It worships the ancestors of Panlong Mountain. Some are still alive, but some have already transformed into a place.

Below the hanging paintings there is a long row of altars with some fruits and melons and fruits on it. There are many futons under the altars, like places where ordinary sermons are preached.

And in the middle of the futon, an old woman sat cross-legged.

"Disciple has met the ancestor..."

The white-haired old man bowed to the old woman, looking extremely respectful.

"What's the matter?"

The old woman did not open her eyes, but after the two words were said, the white-haired old man couldn't help but tremble, and his originally a little irritable heart became extremely calm at this moment.

"Ancestor, this is a letter sent by the master in the secret realm of the Ghost Tower. These days, the disciples have been busy stabilizing the colorful stones. All of them have not come to pay their respects. I hope the ancestors will see them."

After the old man said that, he respectfully raised the animal skin paper over his head with both hands and leaned forward slightly.

As soon as the other party finished speaking, the blade in his hand flew up and then slowly unfolded in the air, but the old woman didn't move.

After a while, the sack paper rolled together and fell back to the old man's hand.

"A little Maoshan boy actually scared you like this. The elders of Panlong Mountain are really worse than those of each generation!

The four major divine beast families no longer have their former glory. Although the boy from the Qinglong family appeared, he only had seven levels of cultivation.

Even if Xuanwu breaks through to the Earth Immortal, he is just a ground Immortal who has just broken through. What are the fears?

I, Panlong Mountain, can stand in China for thousands of years, and have always been decisive in killing and decisive. Although this Maoshan boy is also a talent, are we still meeting few talents?

If I bow my head to Maoshan now, I am afraid that everyone will follow my example in the future. Where is my face at that time?"
Chapter completed!