Under the Dead Wood Peak, the Divine Tree.

"A month ago, I sent five clouds to the sky in front of the mountain gate. The ancestor should have known it for a long time. I wonder what the ancestor could have calculated?" The red-faced old man sat cross-legged opposite the white-bearded old man. The sandalwood between the two was swaying. The wrinkles on the white-bearded old man's face could have killed the passing mosquitoes, but now it has become much smoother, and the skin like the old bark has also become shiny.

"It's hard to escape from the invisible!" The old man with white beard shook his head gently, stretched out his right hand and picked up a small handful of green tea leaves and put it in a small sieve and shook it gently. Some fine tea leaves and foam fell down. The old man with white beard put the tea leaves in the sieve into a funnel, picked up some foam with his tail finger, and continued lightly: "It finally became a fish that escaped the net!" As he said that, he flicked his fingers gently, and the foam flew away.

The red-faced old man's face changed slightly: "Even the ancestor can't calculate it. Can my Ku Zong Wood really decline like a legend?"

The white-bearded old man raised his head slightly and glanced at the old man with red face, frowned his long white eyebrows and said blaming: "Tengyun, you have lived for thousands of years. You are so uneasy. You must cultivate your mind. Your cultivation is successful, but this cultivation is still unrelated to it!"

The red-faced old man looked slightly pale and bowed his head to promise. The ancestor said this very seriously!

At this time, wisps of water came out of the teapot on the small red mud stove, and the edge of the tea in the pot was like a spring, which was obviously already boiling. The old man picked up the teapot and poured boiling water into the teapot and washed it, then put the tea leaves, and rinsed the boiling water, and the faint tea fragrance spread out.

"Tengyun, you must know that the heavenly way will circulate. The prosperity will lead to decline. This sect has been prosperous for 100,000 years. Let go of your heart!" The white-bearded old man said lightly. The red-faced old man's expression changed again, and he said anxiously: "Does the ancestor also think that this sect will decline?"

The old man with white beard shook his head lightly, smiled slightly, and pointed to the sacred tree that was growing day by day. Auspicious trees rose around the tree and said lightly: "What do you think Tengyun thinks?"

The red-faced old man looked happy and said, "The divine wood is reviving, how can the fortune of this sect decline?"

The old man with white beard smiled slightly: "As long as the divine tree is safe, the prosperity of this sect will not be reduced!"

The red-faced old man couldn't help but fall down, and pondered for a moment, saying, "But now our sect is in panic and needs to stabilize people's hearts. That boy Yue Feng is not doing his job well, and the story of Wuxia Xixia in this sect has been spread. Now I'm afraid the entire Tianchen Realm will know it!"

"Well, since that's the case, I will inform you of the resurrection of the Divine Wood to stabilize people's hearts. I will choose a day to welcome the girl named Zhaoyao to Kumu Peak and be named the Saint of Shenmu!" The white-bearded old man tasted the tea ceremony lightly. The red-faced old man said happily: "The ancestor's actions are wise!"

The white-bearded old man looked up and glanced at the red-faced old man, and cursed with a smile: "You old boy, don't flatter me, but I thought it should have been like this long ago, why bother to hide the news for so long!"

The red-faced old man's face turned redder, he laughed dryly, and bowed and wanted to leave!

"Let's go!" The old man with white beard cried and said, "I heard that Zhou Dian killed a lot of people. I told Yue Feng that little boy was enough, so let him stop!"

"Yes!" The old man with red face said respectfully: "But the cause of the five clouds soaring into the sky will not be investigated?"

"Of course, you need to investigate, but don't make a big fuss. It's best to find out the truth. It's okay if you can't. If you continue to investigate, you will be distracted and make people's hearts dispersed. It's not true!" The white-bearded old man waved his hand, and the red-faced old man turned around and fell down the Kumu Peak!

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The wind is deserted, and the clouds are bleak!

Han Yun looked around blankly and saw yellow sand, surrounded by dead old trees, with strange-shaped stumps standing among the yellow sand, some even lodged, buried by the yellow sand, with only a few remaining branches exposed.

The north wind is whistling, and there is a sense of desolation, decadence and sadness everywhere!

Han Yun felt that his nose was sour, and he couldn't help but feel a little stern and said to himself: "There is something strange in this ghost place. There are so many dead trees here. Is it where Linghuan Cave?"

When Han Yun thought of Linghuan Cave, his heart immediately became alive and he said to himself: "Yaoyao is practicing in Linghuan Cave, I'm just going to find her!"

The small hole that Han Yun drilled out happened to be at the bottom of a dead tree. It has now been covered with yellow sand, so Han Yun can avoid covering it up by himself.

Han Yun released the purple phoenix and soared into the air. The purple phoenix is ​​so bright and eye-catching. It is much more convenient to go around the sky than to search everywhere. Yaoyao will automatically come to her door when she sees it. Han Yun identified one direction and urged the purple phoenix to fly.

After flying for half an hour, an ancient tower more than ten feet tall suddenly appeared on the sand sea in front of it. In this vast sand sea, in addition to dead trees and dead trees, an lonely ancient tower seemed very abrupt. The tower body was half buried in the yellow sand. It was obvious that the original height of the ancient tower was more than ten feet seen now, and the color on it had fallen off and looked tragic.

Han Yun flew twice above the ancient tower with the purple phoenix. The more he looked at the ancient tower, the more he felt the ghostly aura. Just as he was about to leave, a sound of sinister measurement came from the tower: "There is a newcomer! Welcome, welcome!"

The sound made Han Yun's hair stand up, and he felt a flash of hair in front of him. A thin and dry cultivator, who was like a dead tree, appeared in front of Zihuang out of thin air. Han Yun couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning and blurted out: "Golden Pill Stage!"

The cultivator was wearing a ragged black robe, and his body was as thin as a bamboo pole. When the wind blew, the robe floated and floated, as if it was drying on a clothes rack. The pair of triangular eyes stared at Han Yun with a sinister and vicious look, and licked his slightly black lips. The opponent was like a chicken claw, and he was like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Han Yun was shocked, and he held his hand on the storage belt, stared at the cultivator vigilantly, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

The bamboo pole cultivator was stunned at first, smiled, revealing two rows of black and burnt teeth, and said miserably: "Hehe, you don't even know the tower guard! Boy, you weren't here to send the prisoners, right?"

Han Yun was stunned for a moment and said blankly: "What prisoner is sent to? Isn't this Linghuan Cave?"

"Hehe, this is the Soul-Suppressing Tower at the entrance of the Dead Wood Ghost Domain!" A trace of joke and gloating flashed in the tower guard's eyes.

Han Yun's heart trembled. This was the entrance to the Dead Wood Ghost Domain, a place where he exiled his disciples to violate the rules of the sect.

"Ah! This is the entrance to the Dead Wood Ghost Domain? That disciple has taken the wrong path and said goodbye!" After saying that, he wanted to turn around and slip away!

"Gaga! Boy, since you are here, don't think about going back!" The tower guard Gaga laughed wildly, and his figure flashed towards Han Yun, and his chicken feet grabbed Han Yun's back.

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Chapter completed!