At the same time, the head of the Cloud Heart Sect.

As one of the five major sects in the waters of Yunxin, the foundation of this sect is naturally selected in a blessed land with a strong aura, the mountains are undulating, and as far as the eye can see, the mountains are full of verdant green.

Especially in the back mountain, the environment is quiet, and the aura is as dense as substance, not to mention ordinary immortal cultivators, who are disciples of the Yunxin Sect, and they are not allowed to come here without being summoned.

This is the place where the Supreme Elder cultivates, and the idle people naturally don't dare to disturb casually.

However, at this moment, the old man in a soap robe was full of panic.

If someone who knew him well saw it, he would have been astonished.

Qingfeng is a real person, this is a monk in the late stage of Jindan, and the head of Yunxin Sect.

Although the strong man in the immortal cultivation world is respected, and the head of the sect is not necessarily the most powerful person in the sect, but in charge of the portal, except for the Supreme Elder, it is also a matter of words.

Usually used to being high, he has already developed the bearing of Mount Tai collapsing in front of him without changing color, and he is very calm when encountering things, but at this moment, he is panicked.

Before being summoned, he came to a cave in the back mountain.

The aura around this cave is lingering, and the abundance is more than several times that of other places.

When he got here, he took a deep breath, and the panicked expression on his face gradually subsided.

took out a transmission note, opened his lips slightly, whispered a few words, and then with a wave of his hand, the transmission note flew into the cave.

After a few moments, the white mist in front of me dissipated, revealing a small path.

Blue Point stepped in.

The heavy stone door opened, and the figures of the two old men appeared, their beards and hair were white, but they were not old, but there was a sense of floating out of the dust, just like the legendary gods. The only difference is that the person on the left is wearing a blue robe, while the old man on the right is wearing a green shirt.

"Disciples, see Shibo. Venerable Qingfeng bowed respectfully.

The two old men were unconscious.

Venerable Qingfeng was anxious, but there was no impatient expression on his face, so he stood aside respectfully.

The Yunxin Sect has a profound heritage, and there are more than ten people who have survived only three heavenly tribulations. But the two who have the highest cultivation are the ones in front of them.

Both of them are the top figures in the late Yuan Infant period.

Long.

The old man on the left inhaled the mist lingering around his body into his stomach and slowly opened his eyes: "I see that you are restless, how can such a mind be the master of a faction, what happened?"

"Uncle Chu's forgiveness, it's really urgent, Uncle Chu's life lamp has been extinguished!"

"What did you say?"

The second elder couldn't help but change color when he heard this: "Senior Brother Chu has fallen, what about Senior Sister Yu?"

"Uncle Yu's life lamp is still intact, but he has lost contact with the sect. ”

"Lost contact?"

"Yes, uncle. Venerable Qingfeng spoke with a respectful expression: "The disciple has already sent out several secret transmission notes from this sect. However, no reply was received. ”

"Really?"

The faces of the two old men became more and more ugly.

Long.

"That's it, we already know about this, you can step down!"

"Uncle Xie!"

Qingfeng saluted and respectfully retreated.

"Senior Brother Zhao, you see what the mystery of this matter is, although Senior Brother Chu's strength is not worth mentioning, but he has also survived three heavenly tribulations, and Yuan Ying can teleport out of his body. How can it be so easy, it will be exterminated. In this heaven and earth, who would dare to be the enemy of my Cloud Heart Sect?"

"This ......" The old man in the green shirt opened his eyes, his brows were tightened, and he began to groan, and suddenly, his face changed. There was a hint of horror.

This expression appeared on the Yuan Infant Monk, which was really a little incredible, and the old man in the blue robe was also very surprised: "What's the matter, junior brother, what do you remember?"

"Phantom Moon Sect. It must have been done by the Phantom Moon Sect!"

"Why do you say that, Senior Brother, the Phantom Moon Sect is now a rat crossing the street, and even has re-hidden the head of the sect, they are not low-key now, how dare they take trouble for themselves and provoke our Yunxin Sect?" said the blue-robed old man with displeasure.

"Senior brother is thinking too simply. The old man in the green shirt sighed: "What is the origin of the Phantom Moon Sect, I don't need to say more, in ancient times, it was extremely prominent, known as the first sect in the Shuiyun Immortal Cultivation Realm, and it is said that the most powerful immortal cultivator of the sect is not a late Yuan Infant cultivator like you and me, but a ......"

"You mean...... Transformation Period!" The blue-robed old man opened his mouth, and his expression became hideous unconsciously.

"That's right, if the sect still has immortal cultivators in the Transformation Stage now......"

"That's not right!"

However, before the old man in the green robe could finish speaking, he was interrupted: "If the sect still has immortal cultivators in the Transformation Period, there is no problem even if it sweeps the entire Yunxin Waters, so why bother to hibernate, and even reseal the entrance of the sect." ”

"It's hard to say, maybe the other party's god cultivator was not resurrected for the first time, or maybe the other party didn't find a suitable body to take away......"

When the old man in the blue robe said this, his expression suddenly changed, and the old man in the blue robe also turned around at the same time, and the two glanced at each other: "Nine Spirit Sword Body!"

The expressions of the two of them faintly revealed a little fear.

Senior Brother Chu's qualifications were not the best among these Yuanying cultivators, but what he possessed was not an ordinary physique.

Nine Spirit Sword Body, it is said that people with this kind of physique take the road of sword cultivation to get twice the result with half the effort.

It's a pity that things have changed over time, and now it's not antiquity.

There are countless monks who use the fairy sword as their natal magic weapon, but the pure sword cultivation has almost disappeared.

The way of sword cultivation is too extreme, but in ancient times, it was once prominent.

It is true that it is declining now, but it is not surprising that the Phantom Moon Sect has pure sword cultivation.

And the sword cultivation strength of the same realm is far superior to that of ordinary monks.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the two great monks in the late Yuan Infant period were full of turbulence.

Although this is only speculation, even a 1 in 10,000 chance is by no means something they can afford.

"No, we must not let the other party be resurrected, the danger must be nipped in the bud, I will repair a letter and inform the other four major sects, as well as the Scattered Cultivation Alliance...... No, I'm going to visit in person, Xiao Yi is powerful, no matter what, I will promote the cooperation of several major sects to destroy the Phantom Moon Sect. ”

......

The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings.

At the same time, Ling Xian had already left Yuanxing Island.

His face was full of gloom, and he was worried about what was going on with Mingxiang now.

But after some investigation, there was no clue, and Ling Xian had no choice but to give up.

He doesn't want to give up, but there is no use in staying here, I hope that Mingxiangji people have their own natural appearance, and one day, he will find out about this matter.

The light was fast, but for a while, Ling Xian didn't know where to go, and he was restless, so after flying for half a night, Ling Xian took out a jade pupil from the storage bag.

Lowered his head slightly, sinking his senses. (To be continued.) )