Feng Yu used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice and recover: "It's better to start with Nangu first." Zhao Hao found out that we heard their conversation, and should find a way to get rid of us. ”

Yun Tianxun touched his chin and smiled treacherously: "It's okay." ”

In less than a day, the names of Jade Butterfly and Jade Tree spread all over the inner valley of Xiaoyao Valley.

First, these two people actually broke Elder Dugu's formation, and then these two people broke the lowest record of Inner Valley's strength, and then these two people were accepted as personal disciples by Elder Xigu.

If the first two weren't enough to shock everyone, the last one shocked everyone!

"Fog grass! On the first day of entering the valley, he was accepted as an elder of the valley, and he was a disciple of his own lineage?! ”

"The point is, their strength is not as good as the eight-star spirit master!"

"What does Elder Nishiya think?"

"Could it be that they have the talent of an alchemist?"

"Cut! How is this possible! Don't you say that they are the illegitimate son and illegitimate daughter of Elder Xigu? ”

"Tsk, luck is too good. But the strength is there, and when the time comes for the Outer Valley Elite Challenge, they will be defeated, and it will not only be them who will lose face. ”

"My Nangu disciple sits and watches the excitement of Xigu."

"Shhhh Dare to see the excitement of Xigu, be careful that people cut off your elixir. ”

No matter what the outside world says, Yun Tingxun and Feng Yu are all cultivating in the room behind closed doors. This also gave the disciples of Xigu a feeling that they knew that their strength was low and they did not dare to go out to meet people.

Until night. Book every day

Yun Tingxun and Feng Yucai walked together in the direction of Nangu. With their strength, even Zhao Hao couldn't detect it. So he entered the study of Nangu Elder Zhao Hao as if he had entered a no-man's land.

The topographic map before the clouds fell was not just an ordinary topographic map, it also marked the location of the private vaults of each elder. Except for the elders of the West Valley, almost every valley has its own small private treasury.

At this time, the study did not turn on the light, but Yun Qianxun and Feng Yu, who were above the Spirit Sect, could see the things in the study clearly.

Yun Tianxun walked to the second book on the left, pulled out the fourth book on the third layer, and said a complex formation totem behind the thick book.

Feng Yu took out the Hook Array Pen and drew a few strokes on the formation totem, and the vermilion golden mark fell on it, and then the wall with the bookshelf slowly moved backwards, revealing a door.

Yun Tianxun and Feng Yu glanced at each other, and then walked inside.

It's a long road, just big enough for two people to walk side by side. The passages are lined with fluorites that emit a faint glow.

Faintly, as if someone was wheezing, with a muffled grunt of pain. There was a disgusting smell of rancid and bloody in the air.

Someone.

Yun Tingxun and Feng Yu glanced at each other, and sped up to move forward.

At the end of the corridor was a pillar full of iron thorns, and on the pillar leaned against a woman dressed as a disciple of Xiaoyao Valley. Her hair was messy and bloodstained, and her face was pale and beautiful. The white and blue grain clothes on his body were stained red with blood, and in the deep red place, there were iron thorns blooming with cold glow.

The woman gasped softly, feeling that a shadow was enveloping her, so she raised her head and laughed desolately: "Zhao Hao, don't waste your scheming, the Miaoxian pen is not in my hand." ”

Suddenly—

When she saw the two unfamiliar faces in front of her, the woman was stunned and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Yun Tianxun smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Senior Sister Yu doesn't need to know who we are. There is no need to give us hope. Because our purpose is also a wonderful pen. ”