After eavesdropping on the little junior sister’s voice, the entire sect went crazy.

The group of people followed the leading disciple through a tall arch and saw a tall statue standing on the square in front of the temple.

The statue stands on a square base, like a sea-suppressing artifact, pressed in the middle of Kunlun Palace.

The statue is completely white. Looking from a distance, one cannot clearly see the face of the statue, only a vague outline can be seen.

Only when you get closer can you see that the statue is a female cultivator wearing a fairy skirt with wide sleeves and a fragrant bun.

The female cultivator's face was clear and beautiful, her eyes were slightly lowered, and she seemed to be looking at the living beings at her feet with pity.

This statue was obviously carved from Kunlun Snow. The clothes were as soft as silk, and the whole statue was lifelike, like a compassionate fairy.

The first time Ning Yao and others saw this female cultivator, they felt inexplicably familiar.

Several people thought for a while, but no one could figure out where this familiar feeling came from.

Only Lin Yan whispered: "Last time, master and master mistakenly entered the dream of a Mahayana senior, and the female cultivator who helped them escape seemed to look like this."

This incident greatly shocked Qi Lanqing, and she had the courage to draw a portrait of the female cultivator afterwards.

Because he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, Qi Lanqing only drew a rough outline of his figure.

When she was discussing this matter with Jiang Yichen and Taoist Zhuyue, Lin Yan heard something about it and kept it in mind.

Ning Yao signaled Lin Yan to write this down and tell his master and his wife later. At the same time, he asked the Kunlun Palace disciple who was leading the way: "Which ancestor of your sect does this statue belong to?"

The Kunlun Palace disciple smiled mysteriously: "Fellow Taoist, can't you recognize this?"

Ning Yao thought for a while but didn't think of it: "I'm sorry, this is my first time coming to Kunlun Palace."

The Kunlun Palace disciple meant no harm and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist may not recognize him just by looking at him this way, but he must have heard of this name. This is Mingchen Immortal Lord."

Everyone was surprised and unanimously stopped in front of the statue to admire it.

Wen Ziqi asked in a low voice: "There are rumors that Kunlun Palace is a descendant of an immortal. You worship Mingchen Immortal. Is this immortal the ancestor of Kunlun Palace?"

The Kunlun Palace disciple nodded: "Exactly."

Jiang Xin felt a little strange, but couldn't explain why.

Jiangxiao stood in the shadow cast by the statue, feeling something stir inside her body, ready to rush out.

He rubbed his heart and tried to suppress the feeling.

Only Chu Linfeng's focus was very strange, and he whispered to Zhao Shi: "All members of Kunlun Palace are inhuman. Mingchen Immortal Lord is the ancestor of Kunlun Palace, so Mingchen Immortal Lord is not human either?"

Zhaoshi covered his mouth with force and looked up nervously to see the statue's reaction.

The statue was motionless, but Zhaoshi could faintly feel a vague gaze.

I'm going to die, I've offended the Immortal Lord.

He was so nervous that he subconsciously looked at Jiang Xin. When he lowered his head, he caught Jiang Xin's gaze. Only then did Zhaoshi realize that this gaze came from Jiang Xin.

Strange, why did he think this sight came from the statue just now?

Seeing Jiang Xin's bulging face, Zhao Shi asked, "Little junior sister, what's wrong?"

"I seem to hear someone scolding me for not being a human being." Jiang Xin said angrily.

Chu Linfeng finally pushed Zhao Shi's hand away and quickly explained: "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about..."

He pointed at the statue and was about to say what he just said when Zhaoshi quickly clapped his hand and covered his mouth to prevent Chu Linfeng from being rebellious again.

"Fifth Junior Brother didn't say anything!" Zhao Shi emphasized righteously.

Jiang Xin scratched her head and looked away without understanding. She looked up at the statue of Mingchen Immortal Lord again and said with emotion: "This sister is so beautiful, just like me."

Zhao Shi only wished he had a pair of hands to cover Jiang Xin's mouth!

There was a Wuxin on the side who was also asking without knowing the level: "Although there are many rumors about Mingchen Immortal Lord from the outside world, they are all intermittent and cannot be connected into a chapter. Since Kunlun Palace is a descendant of the Immortal Lord, then who is the Taoist companion of the Immortal Lord? who?"

This time, the Kunlun Palace disciple who was leading the way was confused.

Kunlun Palace has been passed down for many years, and all the disciples have known that they are descendants of the Immortal Master since they were sensible, but no one has thought about the problem of the Immortal Master's Taoist companions.

The scene was awkward for a while. The Kunlun Palace disciple thought for a long time before stumbling and saying: "Perhaps the power of the Immortal Lord can give birth to life without a Taoist companion?"

Thinking of Ren Yuan who turned into a snowball, everyone suddenly realized.

Indeed, building a snowman can be done by one person.

With different thoughts, everyone walked into the main hall of Kunlun Palace.

Before, I could feel the grandeur of this hall from the outside. After entering, I realized that this hall seemed to be a high mountain ice field, with no end as far as the eye could see.

Huge icicles are like towering pillars, standing everywhere in the hall, holding up the broad and boundless roof.

Ning Yao and others walked on the thousand-year-old chalcedony bricks that reflected human figures, making them look extremely small in this hall.

The footsteps of Jiang Xin and Jiang Xiao echoed in the empty hall. The others had good cultivation and could control the weight of their steps.

The intermittent steps of the two little guys softened the solemnity by a third.

After walking for a long time, everyone saw a high platform built in the middle of the hall.

Various auspicious beasts and auspicious clouds are carved on the high platform. In the middle is an imperial chair carved from ten thousand years of ice. A young man stands in front of the imperial chair.

This man looked to be in his twenties, and he was a few years older than Ning Yao just by his appearance.

But the vicissitudes of life in his eyes showed that his real age was far older than that.

The light turquoise clothes made him look more stable.

This is Dai Hanshu, the master of Kunlun Palace.

The Kunlun Palace disciple who led the way stepped forward and saluted: "I've met the palace master. Several guests are here."

As the eldest brother, Ning Yao stepped forward to greet him: "Ning Yao, from the Tianshui Sect, has met the master of Kunlun Palace. These are my junior brothers and sisters."

"The poor monk enlightened his mind in Zenkong Temple and met the master of Kunlun Palace."

"I heard from the Hehuan Sect that Ziqi has met the Palace Master of Kunlun Palace."

Dai Hanshu nodded slightly: "I have heard about you. Thank you very much for saving Ren Yuan's life and for sending him back all the way. This is a small thank you gift from Kunlun Palace."

He tilted his head slightly, and the blue bird carved on the emperor's chair behind him came to life and spread its wings to fly.

The blue bird transformed into eight in the air, holding a storage bag in its mouth, and sent it to Ning Yao and others.

"Thank you." Jiang Xin happily took it and touched the blue bird's head with her feet.

The soft down felt very good. Jiang Xin smiled and arched her eyebrows, and couldn't help but hold the blue bird in front of her in her arms.

[It feels so comfortable, it must be delicious when baked. 】

The expressions of Ning Yao and others changed slightly.

Lin Yan quickly squatted down and signaled Jiang Xin to let go: "Little junior sister, this is the spiritual beast of Kunlun Palace."

Jiang Xinxiao asked in a low voice: "Can I buy it?"

The blue bird is an extremely precious mythical beast. This blue bird is still at the Nascent Soul stage, so its value is immeasurable.

Even if they can get enough spiritual stones, Kunlun Palace will not sell them.

Lin Yan shook his head at Jiang Xin.

Jiang Xinhao regretfully let go of his hand and said goodbye to Qingniao.

[Forget it if you can’t buy it, I’ll catch one later. There are bluebirds in the Kunlun Mountains. 】

There are bluebirds in the Kunlun Mountains, but they are not allowed to be caught in the Kunlun Palace.

The last time someone wanted to go into Kunlun Mountain to catch bluebirds, he was almost beaten to death by Kunlun Palace.

Lin Yan worriedly helped Jiang Xin wipe away the saliva and planned to leave after finishing the work. He did not notice the change in Dai Hanshu's eyes when he looked at Jiang Xin. (End of chapter)