Chapter 368: The Realm of Autumn

"Huh?" Qingyun almost blew up his lungs when he heard this. Could it be that this little girl is going to regret it again? She has already received more than 400,000 high-grade spirit stones, what do you want?

At this moment, even Lao Kun was a little angry. I feel like being tricked by this little girl, and no one will be in a good mood. Feeling that the few people in front of her were a little angry, the bewitching girl hurriedly waved her hand, a trace of embarrassment flashed on her face, and said, "Don't get me wrong, I said it is not good because the time has not yet come." Wait another half an hour, and the teleportation array will be ready!"

"What? do you mean that the teleportation array can't be used now?" Qingyun couldn't help but have a big head again, this ontology 'Blue Stork', the bewitching girl who was suspected of being a 'divine beast' was really speechless.

"There's a little trouble in the teleportation array, it's going to be fine soon, it's going to be fine soon!" the bewitching girl stretched out her hand, gestured to a very small meaning, and explained to everyone with a smile. As the saying goes, with short hands and soft mouths, this little girl has received more than 400,000 high-grade spirit stones, and her attitude is surprisingly good. Qingyun and the others were embarrassed to have a seizure when they saw her like this.

Sure enough, after waiting for more than half an hour, when Qingyun was about to get a little impatient, the bewitching girl suddenly said: "Okay, the teleportation array is no problem, you can reach the fourth layer of the temple smoothly!"

Qingyun and the others, who were closing their eyes and recuperating their minds, quickly got up, and with a stomach full of doubts, under the somewhat embarrassed smile of the bewitching girl, they were instantly teleported into the fourth-layer temple!

When the four of them stood still, looking at the patches of withered yellow and bleak in front of them, a very strange feeling hit their hearts. "Autumn Domain!" Qingyun said softly inwardly.

Accustomed to seeing the ice and snow in the first three layers, and feeling the bone-eating cold, Qingyun suddenly came to this world full of yellow leaves and autumn trees, and Qingyun had a feeling of turning back time. Looking up, a ray of sunset is hanging in the sky, and the soft light of the sky makes the world in front of you clear and ethereal. From time to time, a gust of autumn wind blows, blowing down countless yellow leaves and dancing in the air.

The mountains in the distance, not visible verdant, at this moment seem to be draped in a layer of golden clothes, under the afterglow of the sunset, there is a unique charm. Feeling the sunset in front of him, looking at the somewhat withered yellow trees around him, Qingyun suddenly had a feeling of longing.

He remembered the small courtyard in Jishan Village when he was a child. Every autumn, the lovely little orchid will always follow behind her, sweeping the fallen leaves all over the ground in the yard. Occasionally, when Uncle Luo Zhu returned from fishing and cooked, the two would hold the thick dead leaves and go to the kitchen to help Uncle Luo Zhu add a stove. Whenever they saw the dancing flames, the two children were always very curious......

Uncle Luo Zhu has long since died, and he has not been able to see him for the last time, Qingyun has always been very regretful and guilty in his heart. Yulan blocked the fatal blow of life and death for herself, and the fragrance disappeared. For more than 800 years, he is still unable to resurrect Yulan, which makes his heart tingle every time he thinks about it.

The past is like smoke, and it is unbearable to look back. Qingyun sighed, looked back, and found that Lao Kun, Murong Hao, and He Wei were all looking at the autumn scenery in the distance in a daze, as if they were reminiscing. Qingyun didn't bother, spreading out the soul power of the middle level of the Immortal Extreme Realm, and soon covered the first layer of this Autumn Realm.

After a careful search, he found the location of his 'statue'. Soon, a well-hidden familiar aura was also discovered by Qingyun. A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his lips, Qingyun closed his eyes, tried to remember, and quickly put this person into the seat.

After a long time, several people woke up from their memories, and immediately flew towards the 'Fourth Branch Hall of the Cloud Dragon Palace' under the leadership of Qingyun.

Under the double confirmation of the statue and Qingyun's terrifying strength, the disciples of the fourth branch hall, like the disciples of the first three floors, experienced the process from questioning to cheering excitedly. Qingyun didn't spend too much time on Lang, and directly killed the domain envoy in the early stage of the tribulation, destroying the four domain halls with the power of thunder.

After doing all this, Qingyun asked Lao Kun, Murong Hao, and He Wei to help preside over the relocation and take over of the Yunlong Palace, and at the same time stayed here to inspect the candidates for the branch hall master Zhao Zhan and the four helmsmen, and he flew towards the hidden familiar aura. Of course, he didn't forget to touch his statue!

Soon Qingyun came to a somewhat gloomy mountain forest. The old moss on the ground, along the trunk of the tree, densely wrapped the several big trees in front of him. Some withered rattans coiled around the branches of the trees with broken forks, looking particularly gloomy and gloomy.

In a mountain wall behind the big tree, there is a small cave that is extremely hidden. An old man covered in black mist was sitting cross-legged. If you look closely, it turns out to be a blackhead. As Qingyun approached the tree, the black-headed Tuo suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't find Qingyun's aura, but an intuition refined by years of life and death battles, which made him sense a trace of dangerous aura!

Qingyun simply dispersed his breath directly, and said lightly: "Old man, come out!" As soon as Qingyun's words fell, the old man with a black head covered in black mist appeared at the edge of the cave. Seeing Qingyun, he was slightly stunned, although he was a little familiar, he couldn't remember who it was. Qingyun's cultivation is naturally incomprehensible, so he is on guard.

"Who is Your Excellency, and the old man doesn't know you?" asked the Blackhead with a frown.

Qingyun shook his robe, put his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "Eight hundred years ago, you seriously injured my sword spirit, that is, my brother. Do you recognize this?" Qingyun finished speaking, and immediately an extra red fire banner appeared in his hand!

"It's you!" As soon as the red fire banner came out, the black head immediately recognized Qingyun, and couldn't help but be angry, and said with a resentful face.

Back then, he lost his 100-year lifespan and used the secret method of the demon clan to forcibly improve his cultivation. However, the condensed killing blow was destroyed by the strange black long sword. Later, this red flame banner even blew up his own demonic mist. In the end, seeing that the time of the secret method was about to pass, he had to flee away.

And because Chen Wuyan's Yuan Ying was not recaptured, he didn't dare to return to the Palm Domain Embassy, and then simply hid in the shadows to cultivate, until he broke through to the late stage of the Great Perfection cultivation of the Spirit Void in one breath, and then entered the third layer of the temple. However, the Cloud Dragon Hall suddenly rose up, not only killing Chen Liandao, but also discovering his traces. Under the great battle, the vitality is greatly damaged, and it is best to quietly enter the fourth layer of the temple and hide here to recuperate. I didn't expect this white-haired boy to find this place.

After Heitou Tuo recognized Qingyun, he couldn't help laughing. Eight hundred years ago, this kid was just getting married, and even if he was a genius, it would be impossible for him to cultivate to the late stage of the Spirit Void in eight hundred years. And he, the black head, has already stepped into the stage of merger with half a foot. He thought that Qingyun must have some magic weapon on his body that could hide his aura and cultivation, which made him unable to see through it.

"Hmph, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell, you break in, let you be destroyed today, in order to repay the hatred in Yang Shou's heart!"