Jiuzun asked

"It's a deal." Mu Ying shouted, with determination in his eyes.

"You know where the Hongmeng Lingmu is." Xiao Wen asked narrowly.

"The spiritual abyss is only three thousand miles away, where can she hide?" Mu Ying said lightly, speaking quite proudly.

"Hmph...." Xiao Wen asked with the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes moved and he continued: "There are two people who came with me, if those two people don't know you... I will kill you."

Sitting cross-legged on top of Mo Lian, Mu Ying looked at Xiao Wenwen's murderous expression, closed his eyes and nodded, "En."

The enchantment in the Demon Sword gradually faded into a mist, and Mu Ying was hanging on Xiao Wendao's left shoulder.

The little fox glanced at Mu Ying empty-handedly, the fox's pupils were glowing, and wagging the tail behind him, he lay on Xiao Wenwen's shoulder.

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between breaths.

Xiao Wenwen appeared in the spirit abyss on the tenth floor of the spirit abyss, while Yeyu and Huang Daoji were sitting cross-legged, separated by a foot.

When they saw the "Wooden Baby" sitting cross-legged on Xiao Wendao's left shoulder, their eyes moved.

"He said...he is Mu Ying, the Demon Sealer." Xiao Wendao formed a Li Huo in his palm, hanging above Mu Ying's head.

Under the firelight, Mo Lian became more and more treacherous and inexplicable.

"Mu Ying." Huang Daoji called out.

"Zhou Ge and Zhen Ji's nineteen sons." Ye Yu said softly.

As soon as Ye Yu finished speaking, he frowned and looked at Mu Ying above Mo Lian, and asked, "Back then, when the immortals descended to earth...killed all the descendants of Xia Guo, how did you survive?"

"I am the disciple of Lord Wei Linggong, the Taoist sage." Muying pondered, and continued: "One of the Taoist sages can climb nine stories."

In an instant, Mu Ying's eyes moved, and she said: "Nine-story building... I went up to the seventh floor."

There was an evil spirit hanging from the corner of Ye Yu's mouth, he stared at Mu Ying's pupils, and said, "Then do you still remember, who is in charge of the Dao Pavilion in the southeast corner on the seventh floor?"

The abyss is deep without trace, and there is no sound for a moment.

"Master Wei Linggong's ninth son...Wei Jian." Mu Ying called out softly, with a hint of thought in his eyes.

"Sovereign, he...maybe Wu Geng Wang Mu Ying." Ye Yu said, standing to one side.

How could Xiao Wen not know that Ye Yu wanted him to be more on guard, so he didn't say anything more.

"Where is your master?" Xiao asked Huang Daoji.

Huang Daoji glanced at Muying and said, "It's in Lord Zhao's Heaven-Suppressing Coffin."

"Have you taken a fancy to Master's Ping Tianzhu?" Mu Ying called softly.

Huang Daoji didn't say a word, and continued: "The Tiantian coffin...was made by the most famous Daoist Wang Yezi during the Xia Guo period."

"The place where the Tiantian coffin was built is the Jingyang state in the north of Xiaguo. In the 300th year of Xiaguo, that is, in the 62nd year of Qiange, a sacred stone fell from the sky, and the whole body was red. There was a dead fairy hidden in the sacred stone. Bird. I heard what my teacher Wei Linggong said, this bird is a thing in the fairy world, and its name is Immortality." Mu Ying whispered, still closing his eyes tightly.

"That's right." Huang Daoji continued: "This matter was mentioned in Xia Guo's legacy."

"What happened later." Xiao asked softly.

"Later... Lord Zhao refined the immortal bird into two fairy swords. One sword is the sky, and the other is the sky." Mu Ying shouted, and continued: "Three swords... I took it The throne of Xia Guo's emperor."

"This is also the first female emperor in the time of Xia Guo." Huang Daoji said in a deep voice.

The world's first female emperor!

"Since it's a phoenix, why is there a dead thing in the fairy stone?" Xiao asked, his eyes moved, and he looked at Kongkong for no reason.

Kong Kong has always been disgusted with foreign birds, even small sparrows can't tolerate them.

But Kong Kong was still lying on his shoulders, closing his fox pupils without looking at him, as if he was in a deep sleep.

Xiao Wenwen knew that his cultivation was empty.With the current state of Lisheng, it is difficult to make her transform.

The family of demon saints are all acquired forms.

"This is the power of the divine stone, which can suppress immortality to death." Mu Ying replied calmly.

"Suppression." Xiao Wen asked with a twitch in his eyes.

"If it weren't for the suppression, who would be able to trap that fairy bird." Mu Ying pondered, and continued: "The day of its first birth, it is an immortal bird."

Mu Ying bit the words "immortality and immortality" quite heavily.

"Where is the town's coffin?" Xiao asked.

"The southeast corner of Zhaojun Lingyuan." Huang Daoji called out.

"You have been to the tenth floor of Lingyuan." Mu Ying asked.

"Not many times... seven times." Huang Daoji said quietly.

"Oh." Mu Ying sat cross-legged on top of Mo Lian, without saying a word.

Lingyuan gurgles, night and day are indistinguishable.

Being in the spiritual abyss, I can no longer see the scorching sun in the sky, and it is still a cold night and a lonely moon.

There was a trace of Lihuo hanging above Xiao Wenwen's head, and several of them headed towards Zhaojun Lingyuan.Among the ten layers of spiritual abyss, there are 95 emperors buried in Xia Guo.

"Why did the empress of Xia Guo allow her to be buried with others?" Xiao Wen asked puzzled.

"Senior, I don't know something." Huang Daoji shouted, and continued: "In the tenth floor of Lingyuan, there are 95 Xia Guo kings buried. Back then, her cultivation level was not lower than that of Zhao Jun. Even if she is Xia Guo The first empress of China, but it is not humiliating him."

"Hmph, does she have a choice?" Mu Ying raised the corner of her mouth, hitting the nail on the head.

Huang Daoji smiled lightly, and continued: "She... really has no choice."

"Why don't you have a choice?" Xiao asked softly.

"Because, even if Jun Zhao were to choose, she wouldn't dare to go below the tenth floor." Mu Ying shouted.

"Even after death, how can we talk about fear." Xiao asked softly.

"If you don't die, you will be banned in Lingyuan." Mu Ying said, and continued: "That year, the slaughter of immortals killed the line of Emperor Xia Guo. But the soul of the emperor's line after death was also captured. Imprisoned in the Lingyuan. A Lingyuan barren tomb, a lonely ghost."

"One's own strength...can imprison hundreds of thousands of living souls." Xiao Wen asked with a smoldering fire in his eyes.

If you can practice the technique of "soul arrest", why don't you worry about dying in Dieyi.

"One's own strength." Mu Ying's eyes were full of contempt, and he said: "If there is no Futian's yin food clan, he will be exhausted to death."

"Back then, it was Futian Yishi who made the move." Xiao Wenwen pondered.

"The Yin-food clan... has always had the ability to gather souls. Turning hands to live, turning hands to die, it's true." Mu Ying said, with all kinds of regrets in his eyes.

Turn your hands to live, turn your hands to die!

"Senior, as far as I know, the Yin Eaters have the ability to gather souls. But if they have the ability to turn their hands for a living and turn their hands to death, they won't make the remaining three people live."

"Could it be that the divine punishment back then was because of the killing of immortals?" Xiao asked in a deep voice.

"Who can figure out the way of heaven." Huang Daoji shouted, and continued: "However, the punishment of heaven that the Futian family suffered back then was really strange."

In an instant, a red glow entered everyone's eyes.

This is the first time for a few people to see Cun Mang in Lingyuan...