Wei Yuanzheng is a person who attaches great importance to respect and humility, in his eyes, no matter how old or powerful the person is, as long as the status is above himself, he must be respected. Even if Lu Chen is a newborn baby, as long as he is a jade generation, he is his uncle.

Standing up from the ground, Wei Yuanzheng was extremely respectful, but the sadness on his face was undiminished.

Hearing Lu Chen's question, Wei Yuanzheng didn't dare to hide it, pointed to the gold-lacquered wall of the imperial study and said, "Uncle Hui, the princess is behind this wall." ”

Lu Chen nodded, stared at the gold-lacquered wall for a while, and suddenly waved his hand, and another wisp of black fire burned on the wall. A cavity opened with a roaring hum of the wall.

The four of them were shocked to see this scene, especially Wei Yuanzheng. He knew that this wall was a magic circle set up by Yuyang Zhenren himself, and he himself had the method of opening the wall taught by Yuyang Zhenren, and it also took a lot of mana to open it.

But Lu Chen just waved his hand, and the energy of the magic circle was gone, and this kind of strength could be compared to the real person of Yuyang.

"Master Jindan?" Wei Yuanzheng looked happy, looking at Lu Chen, as if he saw the hope of the Qianyumen.

Don't look at Wei Yuanzheng who has been staying by Murong Rui's side as a Qianfu Sheji, but after all, he is a member of Qianyumen, and he has always been concerned about the recent situation of Qianyumen.

After only a few years of cultivation, he was able to become the first in the Dongzhou Immortal Association, and he was also a closed disciple of Lichen and his uncle, and the word Lu Chen had long been remembered by Wei Yuanzheng. Once upon a time, he used his peerless talent to face Lu Chen, secretly worrying that if he hadn't been entrusted with a heavy responsibility, maybe his achievements would be even higher than Lu Chen. But now it seems that Lu Chen, who is only in his early twenties, has reached the realm of his master Yuyang. The talent that I am proud of is nothing in the eyes of others.

Wei Yuanzheng looked at Lu Chen in front of him in disbelief, he actually forgot his duty, stayed where he was, and didn't even move.

Lu Chen didn't care, and hurriedly entered the passage behind the wall, because he already felt that at the other end of the wall, there was a trace of vitality quietly passing.

Entering the passage protected by the magic circle, Lu Chen came to an underground secret room.

The secret room is not large, only the size of a room, and dozens of medium-grade spirit stones are placed in it, resulting in an extremely rich spiritual energy in the secret room.

There were lights flickering all around, like the life of a delicate body with a large round □□ in front of him: faint, with signs that he could die at any moment.

Lu Chen took a step out and came to the bed, and saw Murong Yuxi's pale face, Murong Yuxi, who used to be known as the Qianyumen Shuangzhu with the little girl Zuo Qinghan, was weak at this time, and his whole body was hot, and under his closed eyes, his long eyelashes kept blinking, as if he wanted to open them but couldn't do so.

At this time, Murong Rui, Wei Yuanzheng and others also followed, and saw Lu Chen sitting on the edge of the bed without saying a word, reaching out to catch Murong Yuxi's vein, and several people did not dare to make a sound.

After observing for a while, Lu Chen found that Murong Yuxi's internal injuries were extremely serious, his expression tightened, and his divine sense transmitted: "Senior, how is she?"

The old man in the strange mirror of the sea paused slightly, and said in a deep voice: "The qi has been lost, but fortunately she survived a little, boy, take out the ancient pine pith liquid and feed a drop, remember, don't do more, her body is very weak." ”