Chapter 599

In the quiet valley shrouded in darkness and fog, two ghostly figures were shuttling around. During the shuttling, tall buildings and cubicles were planted with grass everywhere. Any one of them was poisonous in the world, but the two people ignored it and rushed to the deepest part of the valley.

Quietly stun two guards patrolling in the dense forest outside the valley, put on a black shirt, Mo Li and ye Zipeng follow the guard to walk into the deep valley.

The more the valley goes to the inner wall, the more rare the pavilions are, and the more powerful the atmosphere is. Hiding under a small poisonous tea, Mo Li let out his divine sense and explored around. He turned to the pretty girl around him and told him, "the guards in front are getting stronger and stronger. Anyone who is afraid of having the strength to break through the empty space, you should take care of them here and retreat together when I rescue them!"

The girl's big clear eyes outside the black veil show a little hesitation, looking at the man's dignified eyes, biting his silver teeth and nodding gently.

"How careful you are! If it's not easy to save, don't force it. If it hurts, sister xue'er will be miserable! "

There is a gossamer cover, Mo can't see the woman's face clearly, but from the worry in the eyes, this girl is a conscience. Away from his brother's heart, he said with a smile: "don't worry! I really want to go. There's no one here to keep us! "

The man is full of confidence. He throws down a word and gives the girl a reassuring look. His body looks like a smart cheetah running forward in the dark.

Looking at the agile figure disappearing in the night, the girl sighed silently: "what a arrogant guy..."

The sky scale Valley is the most important branch of the thousand spider hall near the blue moon city, and the strength of the garrison is good on weekdays. The daughter and the first disciple of the leader of Zhengqi sect are trapped in Xiaolongshan. As Mo Li guessed, the three evil sects will not Miss Yang Wei's great opportunity. The helmsman of the branch helm of the sky scale Valley personally took most of the experts to go there, and the internal strength of the valley was quite empty.

The name of the vice helmsman of the branch helm in the sky scale Valley is Shan Xiong. He is less than 40 years old, but he has the cultivation of the emperor. He is a powerful man outside. Although his strength is not weak, Shan Xiong's position in the thousand spiders hall has never been raised. Otherwise, he would not be inferior to the Deputy helmsman of a branch helm. The helmsman took people to the valley, and he was in charge of the defense.

Shan Xiong's mind has always been meticulous. This time it seems like an opportunity, but it is also possible that the other side deliberately leads the snake out of the hole, so instead of neglecting, he strengthens the defense inside the valley.

In the attic hall, Shan Xiong unconsciously plays with two iron galls in his hands, and his brows are tightly screwed together, full of heaviness. I don't know why he always felt that this incident was not simple, and he also had a bad premonition in his heart. At this time of the day, he is either practicing or has fallen asleep, but his eyelids are jumping all night.

After thinking about it, Shan Xiong gets up and leaves the hall. If he doesn't look around, he may not be able to sleep.

Mo Li galloped all the way. He really met many powerful people to stop him. He tried his best to avoid what he could avoid. When there was no way to avoid and he couldn't get along, he could only use thunder to get rid of the obstacles with the least movement.

Through a layer of defense, we finally come to the highest cliff in the valley. According to ye Zipeng, this is the cage for the right masters.

Maybe it's because the defense of the periphery is safe enough. When we really get to the entrance of the cage, there is no one to guard. There are only two sleepy guards at the door. They are invisible and dark. They are in the middle of their eyebrows. Although they are not fatal, they can make them have a good sleep.

Just wait for a while to make sure that there is no other master hiding in the dark. Mo Li's body flickers and shuttles between the two stiff guards.

Inside the door is a section of black stone stairs winding downward. The narrow stone room is connected with a dark passage. There are many people in the cages made of fine iron on both sides. Mo Li is still wearing the clothes of a thousand spiders hall disciple, but no one is surprised by his arrival. He must be regarded as a regular patrol guard.

All the way along the passage, the cells on both sides are similar, and the prisoners are obviously not particularly important people. Mo Li glanced around and didn't find the shadow of the elder of zhengqimen. He was anxious and didn't realize that he had come to the end of the passage.

Two iron doors were closed together, and three large locks of refined iron sealed the way. Don't leave your palms to cover the iron lock. The hard lock will break under the cutting of metal war gas.

"Kaka kaka"

Slowly open the heavy iron door, you can see a clean and incomparable stone room. The spacious stone bed and complete furniture look not like a cage, but like an ordinary person's bedroom.

On the round table in the center of the stone room, a figure was sitting facing the gate. He was thin, with white beard and hair. He was wearing a gray Taoist robe. He was clean and tidy, but he had made a lot of patches. Long hair combed together, hanging from the top of the head to the back, holding a handful of antique dust, sitting upright, without the slightest momentum.

Looking at the old man, Mo Li felt a burst of kindness in his heart. This kind of immortal feeling is so similar to master Kuki and martial uncles of wanmuguan!

The old man looked at Mo Li with the same stupor. The minimum judgment ability is still there. Although the visitor was dressed in the black clothes of the disciples of thousand spiders hall, there was no evil in the deep eyes outside the veil.

"Who are you?"

Looking at Mo Li jumping down the stone steps, the old man asked in a voice.

"Immortal Tianqing sits down. I have no regrets. I have met master xuanming!" Don't step forward and bow your hand respectfully, but what you say makes the old man's face change dramatically.

"You -- you said you were Tianqing's Apprentice?"

The old man stood up, his mouth wide and his face full of disbelief.

There's drama!

Mo Li was very happy in his heart, but his face was very solemn. He stressed the key point and said: "not bad! When my family teacher was injured by the enemy, he took refuge in the mountain forest when he was in danger and passed on his lifelong cultivation to my younger martial sister and I! The master's hand is miscellaneous. It's recorded that the elder saved him in danger. After entering the WTO this time, I learned that the elder was trapped here. I'm here to help him! "

This is a statement that Mo Li has thought about for a long time.

Immortal Tianqing is a famous Taoist monk in Xichuan more than 30 years ago. He is strong and his cultivation is all over the world. He is solitary all the year round. He once had a fierce battle with the enemy and suffered heavy losses. Finally, it was the elder Taishang who was in danger to rescue him.

Since then, immortal Tianqing has never appeared again. Some people say that he lived in seclusion and devoted himself to cultivation. Others say that he went far away and sought the method of preaching. However, the truth is that this immortal Tianqing has already died, and the person who killed him was a Dharma protector of the blood building!

This is a secret in Xichuan. Mo Lizhi knows it because Gao Liang's blue moon city branch has a record of this secret.

"How do you prove it?" Xuanming's look became more and more dignified, but he didn't believe Mo Li's words for the first time.

"Look, master

Mo Li takes out a wooden sword from the ring. It's wrapped in the nature of wood and the air of war. He uses several light sword moves in the stone chamber.

"Cang Mu Jian Jue, you are the descendant of Tianqing!"

The old man was so excited that even his beard began to tremble and his doubts subsided.