Returning to Tianxiang gate, I felt that Master Yu Chen of situ Mo immediately came out to meet her. Nun xuanchen came out with her.

"It seems that situ Xiaoyou's accomplishments have improved during this trip." Master Yu Chen smiled and said, it's only been half a month, and situ Mo's strength has improved again.

Master Yu Chen couldn't help but look at nun xuanchen, and suddenly he looked like he hated iron and didn't become steel.

"It's just a bit of luck. It just broke through." Situ Mo's face was calm, as if things should develop like this and break through after half a month.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

Master Yu Chen suddenly came to the unknown fire. He thought that xuanchen was mostly lazy in the days when I seemed to be away these years. He had to beat her well.

"Xuanchen."

"The disciple is here."

"How many years have you been a beginner?"

"If you start from the teacher's failure to teach, it will be 320 years." Nun xuanchen doesn't know what the ancestor is going to say.

Master Yu Chen said "well" and nodded. Then his face became more dissatisfied, "it's been 300 years. You're still in the middle of wusheng. Why don't you teach well for the teacher? Or you don't have enough talent. "

Xuanchen's face is ugly. This is a gift proposition. Can she say that the ancestral teachings are not good?

No.

"Disciple's talent is stupid, which leads to the fact that he is still in the middle of wusheng."

"Well, you have self-knowledge and diligence can make up for your weaknesses. From today on, you should go to seclusion. If you don't break through the peak of wusheng, don't come out."

Nun xuanchen looked confused and forced. Why did Shifu suddenly have an unknown fire? Before she could react, Master Yu Chen brushed her big sleeve and directly lifted her up and sent her to a closed secret room at Tianxiang gate.

Seeing xuanchen off, Master Yu Chen showed a smile. The more he saw situ Mo, the more delighted he was. Unfortunately, it was not his disciple. By comparison, it was another kind of injury.

"Let situ Xiaoyou laugh."

Situ Mo twitched at the corners of his mouth. Naturally, he could figure out the reason, but he didn't expect Yu Chen to love face so much.

"Brother in law, brother in law."

Murong Qiqi also came.

Suddenly, she rushed into situ Mo's arms. She was soft and fragrant. She didn't see her for half a month. She grew more and more beautiful.

Being stared at by situ Mo, Murong Qiqi's face turned red. He looked at it and raised a hint of playfulness, "brother-in-law, do I look so good? You stare at people as soon as you come back. "

"Yes."

"Hee hee, really?"

"Of course it's true."

"Well, come to my room in the evening and let you see enough."

"Cough, cough, saint, you should say these words in private and pay attention to your image." Master Yu Chen couldn't stand it and said something to stop it.

Murong Qiqi doesn't care so much. How much is the image? Is it important to have my brother-in-law?

No, Murong Qiqi didn't even give the face of the supreme elder.

The group of female disciples below were inexplicably sour, and some simply chose to leave.

"Isn't it just a man? What's wrong? I'll find one another day. Hum. "

"Yes, yes."

A group of women who can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour are a little more proud at the corners of Murong Qiqi's mouth.

A gust of wind came from the void behind. Situ Mo's divine consciousness spread out and immediately saw the clear Sanskrit sound.

"Darling, this woman is endless. She has chased Tianxiang gate." Situ Mo, with a black face, looked at Master Yu Chen, "Master Yu Chen, let's save the elder in the forbidden area first."

"OK."

"I seem to see someone coming?" Murong Qiqi suddenly said.

"This must be your illusion. There is no one. Haven't your ancestors spoken yet?" Situ Mo took Murong Qiqi and went to the forbidden area.

This woman is really haunted.

Master Yu Chen took situ Mo and the three of them to the depths of the forbidden area. There is a tombstone here, and the underground of the tombstone is a group of imprisoned experts.

I didn't find it when I came here before. Now I feel that there is one or two strong breath in it.

It's terrible.

I'm afraid it has reached the martial god.

"Tianxiang sect is nominally one of the seven sects. In fact, it has another identity. It is a cage for experts in tianwu world."

"These people are not some evil people."

Situ Mo knew this before, so when Master Yu Chen said it, he didn't feel anything.

However, this shows another problem. The cage is set at Tianxiang gate, which shows that the strength of Master Yu Chen is probably still above Ye Xiu.

"Is another ancestor in this dungeon?"

"Yes."

"My younger martial sister's strength was not much different from that of me. Although she was a martial god, she fell into a devil and went crazy in the end."

With a wave of his big sleeve, the tombstone turned and a tunnel leading to the underground appeared.

What came to my nostrils was a gloomy and terrible smell, perhaps because of the long absence of the sun, which was mixed with some malignant smell.

"Brother in law, it stinks here." Murong frowned and covered his nose with his hand.

"This is a cage. On weekdays, disciples are forbidden to enter. Even my two bad disciples can't enter here. They can only be responsible for guarding the forbidden area."

"You are still the first people to enter here."

He continued to go down. I don't know how long he walked. The breath became stronger and stronger. Murong Qiqi couldn't stand it. His face was pale and retched constantly. Situ Mo pointed to a acupoint on her.

It's better for her to temporarily block her sense of smell.

Situ Mo didn't exaggerate as much as she did. After all, he had seen things ten thousand times more disgusting. Those corpses, hands and feet were broken in front of him without blinking.

Seeing that situ Mo was so calm, Master Yu Chen remembered his two bad disciples Qingmu and xuanchen.

After saving the younger martial sister this time, we must go back and "urge" them to practice.

Situ Mo didn't know what Master Yu Chen thought, but walked forward abruptly.

The candles on both sides flickered and seeped, and a sad echo came from the deepest part of the prison.

"Let me out, let me out."

"Damn Yu Chen, I will fight you for 300 rounds."

"The old man of ChiYan sect has the ability to fight again."

"How do I feel that there are some dramatists here?" Murong Qiqi suddenly said, this voice is too magical.

"Ignore it. The third in the second room on the left is the elder of Jiulong holy land who secretly practices magic skills."

There are all holy places in Kowloon. It's really fierce.

"This one on the right, the leader of Taiyi sect, fought with the supreme elder of ChiYan sect 300 years ago. He lost a move and came to Tianxiang gate to pick a fight. I suppressed him here."

"Thirty steps forward, this old man with crane hair is the only descendant of the unparalleled ghost. He came here inadvertently through the crack of the world 500 years ago to suck the souls of people in the tianwu world."

"It was jointly suppressed by the supreme elders."