In a certain area in the mountains, there are a large number of ice-covered islands suspended in the air, with palaces, pavilions and pavilions built on them.

Those islands are cone-shaped, with a large area at the top, but gradually become smaller downwards until they become a pointed cone.

Each suspended island is connected by an arched ice bridge. Ice mist is shrouded, and there is a rainbow in the sky, which is hazy and beautiful.

A woman hurriedly crossed the ice bridge, arrived at the deepest part of Iceland, and stood bowed in front of the ancient temple on the island.

Soon, an icy blue light flashed on the door of the ancient palace. The door opened and the woman quickly stepped inside.

"But news came back from the lower world. Are they in trouble?"

A clear and cold voice sounded in the ancient palace. It sounded like a girl under twenty. The voice was very clear and clean, making people feel like hearing the sounds of nature.

"The Pavilion Master knows things like a god, they are indeed in trouble, the Bingyun Tower in the lower realm..."

This is an elder from Bingxin Pavilion, a very young-looking woman. After cultivating to this level, her lifespan can easily reach hundreds of thousands of years. Although she has practiced for tens of thousands of years, for the entire life cycle, she is still in her youth.

She reported the news from the disciples sent to the lower world word for word.

The ancient palace was very quiet. It wasn't until the elder finished speaking for a while that the clear and cold voice sounded again: "Go down."

"yes."

The elder bowed respectfully, bowed his head slightly, and exited the hall, and the door closed automatically.

"That little guy in the lower realm is a little crazy. He actually wants you to go down to the lower realm yourself."

There are many ice flowers in the ancient palace, and inside each flower sits a beautiful woman, some with black hair like ink, and some with white hair like waterfalls, but their appearance is extremely young, and they all look like they are in their twenties.

up and down.

In the center of these ice flowers, there is a larger ice flower, and sitting cross-legged on it is a woman in white clothes.

Her black hair is like ink, hanging down to her waist, without any hair accessories, her skin is as crystal clear as jade, her eyes are as clear and transparent as ice and snow, her face is stunning, she doesn't use any powder, but she is so beautiful that she is like a fairy in a painting, unstained

The breath of mortal world.

"This young man is not a simple man. He saved me from Bingyun Tower. I really have to go and see him. After hundreds of thousands of years, I finally have the opportunity to go down to the next world and have a look. That mysterious magic sound, now

It’s hard to have a big impact on you anymore. If I leave for a while, there shouldn’t be any problems. Just be more careful and wait until I come back."

"Pavilion Master, you can go ahead and don't worry about the sect."

These women are all powerful ancestors of Bingxin Pavilion, and they all stood up to see each other off at this moment.

Mu Ciyin nodded, and her body instantly turned into a point of light and disappeared into the ancient palace.

"Pavilion Master has worked too hard these years. In order to eliminate the influence of the exercises on us, he has never rested for a moment. This time in the lower realm, we can relax and relax."

"God bless my Bingxin Pavilion. The Patriarch will return in his second reincarnation and take over my Bingyun Pavilion again. Otherwise, the consequences will be disastrous..."

"Hmph! One day, the Pavilion Master will find out the dark hands behind us! Those shady rats will only use despicable and shameless methods!"

"Those people are hiding too deeply. They are plotting against our Bingxin Pavilion and the reincarnation of our ancestors. I don't know what their intentions are. They have obviously known for hundreds of thousands of years that the master of the pavilion is the reincarnation of our ancestors, but they have made no other moves.

Having practiced the problematic technique, the Patriarch mistakenly thought it was a chance encounter."

"When did our Dharma become affected or cause problems? Over the years, we have not even noticed that the Dharma we practice is different from the Dharma that was originally passed down!"

"It can only be said that the methods of those black hands are too clever. If the pavilion master had not awakened all the memories of the previous life, and the inherited method was created by herself, it would be difficult to detect the problem. Anyway, at a certain period, our Bingxin Pavilion

There must be something wrong with some people in power, colluding with the masterminds behind the scenes, and secretly passing on the changed exercises to everyone, otherwise how could it be like this?"

…

Time flies by quickly, and a few days pass in the blink of an eye.

The lower universe, the Zhuxian Dynasty.

These days, Jun Wuxie is not always alone with Ye Qingxue.

He has his own things to do and need to arrange, but Ye Qingxue is always by his side.

It's just that no one can see her existence except him.

On this day, Saint Ziyi, Hong Ran and Hun Sen, who were nailed to the top of the tallest building in the palace, suddenly opened their eyes.

Their eyes were filled with excitement, and then turned cold and ferocious.

"Hahaha! Jun, your death has come!"

They sensed that it was the spiritual thoughts of the powerful men from the upper realm demon clan and their lineage.

"The people from the upper realm demon clan are here."

In the small courtyard in front of the sect king, Ye Qingxue said to Jun Wuxie.

"Well done! I've been waiting for them for a long time!"

Jun Wuxie's eyes were cold. He took a step across the distant sky and landed next to the God-Slaying Sword on the top of the tower in the imperial capital. He spread the fingers of his right hand, grasped the hilt of the God-Slaying Sword, and slowly closed it.

Eye.
Chapter completed!