Mozun's coffin can't be held down anymore

Changxi and Changqi, under the tutelage of Patriarch Daoyuan, the disciple of Patriarch Daoming.

That was also a senior who had cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Compassionate Dao Realm, and even reached the threshold of the Tribulation Transcending Realm one step earlier than Daoming. Unfortunately, he was a little short in the end and fell in the tribulation thunder that broke through to the Tribulation Transcending Realm.

Daoyuan Patriarch was kind to people, taught them tirelessly, and recruited many disciples throughout his life. In his nearly thousand years of life, he had 78 disciples from his own disciples alone. It is said that when his Luxia Peak was at its peak, he had more than [-] disciples. This does not include the servant disciples and registered disciples, but only the disciples and grandchildren of his direct relatives.

Chang Xi and Chang Qi were the disciples that Patriarch Daoyuan had accepted after he entered the late stage of He Dao. After only a hundred years of initiation, Patriarch Daoyuan fell into the midst of tribulation and thunder.

Now Changqi is about 300 years old, and Daoyuan Patriarch has fallen for nearly [-] years.

Their lineage of masters is also not as good as before, from three thousand disciples in the heyday to less than one hundred now.

The brothers who are of the same generation as Changxi Changqi have grown from 78 to now only six of them.

Among them, one senior brother and one senior sister are older than Chang Xi and Chang Qi, because they have not yet stepped into the Harmonious Dao Realm, even after taking the Zengshou Pill, their lifespan is still short, and I am afraid they can only persist for another ten years eight years.

As for the younger brother and younger sister, the younger brother is at the critical moment of breaking through the path of harmony, and the younger sister has traveled abroad and has not returned for a long time.

The entire Luxia Peak is now supported by Changxi and Changqi.

Facing the howling wind from Guijian Ridge, Changxi tightened his robe tightly, with a bit of sadness in his eyes, "If there is no accident sooner or later, it happens to be at this time, and I don't know if we will be able to go back in time." To protect the Dharma for the younger brother?"

"Senior Sister, Junior Brother is under the care of Dehong, nothing will happen. The most urgent thing is to find Junior Brother Chu from Wangchen Peak first." Chang Qi flipped his right hand, and a white jade compass appeared in the palm of his hand. The pointer on the compass turned back and forth for a long time It didn't stop either.

Changxi stared at the pointer and frowned slightly, "How could this be, the astrolabe has failed?"

A mass of spiritual power emerged from Chang Qi's palm, and the white jade compass became more and more transparent due to the infusion of a large amount of spiritual power, but the pointer on it was still shaking left and right and did not stop for a long time.

"Maybe there is something around here that affects the function of the astrolabe." Chang Qi let go of his consciousness. They were in a desolate and lonely mountain at this time. Except for the steep mountain walls and black rocks, there was nothing else. something else.

Not to mention the shadows, not even a bird flew overhead after standing for a long time.

"Maybe these mountains and rocks affect the astrolabe, let's fly a little farther to see." Chang Qi put the compass away.

The fingertips were a little bit under their feet, and a piece of bamboo grew bigger under their feet, supporting them into the air and flying north.

"That's the Ten Thousand Devils Cave in Guijian Ridge, right?" Changxi glanced at the mountain wall with many caves in the distance, and said in a rather sad tone.

To say that the orthodox sect that knows the magic way best is undoubtedly the Lingxiao Sect.

It was the first time for Changxi and Changqi to come to the Demonic Dao Territory.

But they have all heard that the magic way is barren, and hundreds of thousands of magic cultivators have nowhere to live, so they have to live in the caves of Guijian Ridge.

Although the name "Ten Thousand Demons' Nest" sounds majestic, anyone who actually knows it knows that this place is a "slum" among the mountains, even worse than a slum.

Chang Qi glanced at it, "Probably not."

His spiritual sense can detect farther than Changxi, and he can see that there are only a few auras in the caves in front of him, and not many people live there.

Bamboo flakes fly fast.

Changxi soon saw the situation ahead, and was slightly surprised, "Could it be all misinformation?"

The two of them flew forward for a few miles. On a relatively open and flat slope between the mountains, there were rows of brand-new houses standing there with three or four stories high. tidy.

"At least 10 people live here." Chang Qi controlled the bamboo and flew lower.

When we get closer, we can see the neat houses, and some other houses, which can be vaguely identified as schools, dining halls, medical halls and other places.

It's about to go down in the evening.

The most lively are the four dining halls on the hillside.

A curl of cooking smoke rose, and the aroma wafted upwards. Changxi, who was standing in the air, sniffed, "It's braised pork, and the low-grade spirit pig used, it smells good."

"Spirit pig?" Chang Qi was a little surprised.

Changxi nodded, unlike Changqi, who does not care about food and drink. Apart from practicing, her favorite thing is to search for delicious food at the foot of the mountain. She is familiar with all kinds of ingredients. It is a kind of tender meat among spirit pigs, and it doesn't contain much spiritual energy, but it is better than delicious."

Such spirit pigs can also be sold for ten spirit stones.

If you want to feed 10 people, at least you have to buy hundreds of heads.

Didn't everyone say that the way of magic is poor, could it be that this is... getting rich?

Chang Qi didn't care about eating, and his eyes fell on the faces of the demon cultivators who came and went. Unlike most low-level casual cultivators in the cultivation world, the demon cultivators here did not have numbness or pain on their faces. On the contrary, most of them were full of vitality.

Chang Xi and Chang Qi looked at each other.

Chang Qi: "The way of magic is not quite the same as what we know. I will first tell Dehong about the situation here."

As soon as he fell asleep, he took out the jade talisman.

The jade talisman in Chang Qi's hand is of very good quality to support the transmission of messages over such a long distance.

As soon as he was about to urge him to move, Changxi held his hand, "Don't worry, this thing is used less than once, first look for Chu Yan, find out his whereabouts, just send a message to Dehong to send more people."

"Okay." Chang Qi held the jade talisman and did not rush to move it.

The two continued to fly to the depths of the Demon Dao territory, and not long after flying out, the jade talisman in Chang Qi's hand became hot.

He injected spiritual power into it, and the voice of Dehong, the suzerain of Lingxiao Sect, came from inside.

Just one short sentence.

After listening, Chang Xi and Chang Qi looked at each other in blank dismay.

Changxi was stunned for a moment, puzzled, "Did I get it wrong, he told us not to go to Chu Yan?"

...

At the same time, inside the Moon Valley Demon Palace.

Hearing Chu Yan's answer, Yu Xi was a little dumbfounded.

"You said that what I dreamed was Ling Xiaozong?"

Chu Yan nodded with a sure look.

It is undoubtedly the Wangchen Peak of the Ling Xiaozong, and he will not mistake the place where he grew up.

It turned out to be Ling Xiaozong.

Yu Xi frowned, staring hesitantly at the remaining half of the incense box.

First, she was cramped and hurt to death, and then she dreamed about Ling Xiaozong's Wangchen Peak. Wasn't this Menghunxiang intentionally aimed at her?

Taking a deep breath, Yu Xi forced herself to calm down, remembering that Chu Yan hadn't described his dream yet.

"By the way, what did you dream about just now?"

Chu Yan's expression tightened.

His eyes dodged subconsciously.

Yu Xi's intuition was wrong, and she hurriedly asked, "What did you dream about?"

Chu Yan moved his eyes down and landed on the big wooden bed under the two of them. The loose strands of hair under the crown restrained the expression on his face, and the slightly red ears betrayed him.

"I dreamed..."

"You're lying on a bed with my arms in your arms."

Yu Xi was taken aback for a moment, then her voice suddenly rose: "What?"

She is sure.

This broken incense is aimed at her!