Chapter 880

On the ethereal peak, two men with calm breath stood here.

One of the handsome middle-aged men said, "Xiao Fan, the woman in the projection just now seems to be..."

"Elder martial sister Lu Xueqi?"

Zhang Xiaofan narrowed his eyes and whispered.

He recognized Lu Xueqi naturally, except for his mature appearance, he could not see any change at all.

As for the man just now, he always felt as if he had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember at all.

"Jing Yu, have we met the young man in the projection just now?"

Hearing the speech, Lin Jingyu flashed a thought in his eyes, then shook his head slightly and said, "I don't remember this person in my memory."

"Do you think there are immortals in the world?"

As soon as the words fell, Lin Jingyu looked up at the sky and sighed, "maybe there is."

At the same time, all parts of the world have completely blown up because of the words of middle-aged and young people!

They know that there are really immortals in the world. One hundred thousand miles to the East, jiuxiao palace preaches, whether noble or poor!

Immortals, how they exist in the eyes of the world, gods, their distant existence.

Now, the immortal preached, that is to say, each of them has the opportunity to become an immortal. He asked, who can not be excited about longevity?

All over the world, countless blessed places also hear that preaching. The young people in the projection raise their hands and feet, and the visions of heaven and earth appear!

Such greatness, such mystery, and such nobility and holiness!

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At this time, on the square of jiuxiao palace, mu Qingxiao's sleeve robe waved, the picture collapsed, his hands quickly formed a seal, and his powerful power was attached to the ladder.

What he needs is the power of incense. This is the best way.

Immediately, a black flame sprang out of the palm of his hand. The flame twisted and finally turned into a figure like him and sat on the square.

After everything, mu Qingxiao took Lu Xueqi's slender jade hand, the space was slightly distorted, and their figure disappeared.

After a few breaths, mu Qingxiao and Lu Xueqi appeared on an emerald mountain.

The mountains are covered with dense bamboo forests. This kind of bamboo is green in color and slender. It has nearly twice as many bamboo knots as ordinary bamboo, but the bamboo is extremely tough. Little pink spots are scattered all over the bamboo, just like the sad tears of a gentle woman. It is very beautiful.

Looking at the familiar mountain at the foot, Lu Xueqi whispered, "Xiaozhu peak."

Looking at the small bamboo peak close at hand, a touch of nostalgia flashed in Mu Qingxiao star's eyes. I remember he secretly went up at the beginning.

"Go in and have a look."

After that, the two figures gradually fell on the small bamboo peak. Lu Xueqi walked slowly on the rugged road and looked at the scene that things and people had changed around.

Not long after, they came to the entrance of xiaozhufeng. Two women with swords in Taoist robes guarded the mountain gate.

However, the two female disciples guarding the Mountain Gate did not seem to be aware of their existence.

At the moment, Lu Xueqi just hid her breath, jumped over the guarded female disciple and entered the Mountain Gate smoothly.

About half an hour or so, she wandered around most of the small bamboo peak. She didn't see the familiar figure. Lu Xueqi vaguely felt a little uneasy.

Mu Qingxiao sighed slightly and held her jade hand tightly. If the plot did not deviate, I'm afraid the first seat of xiaozhufeng

"I want to go to the ancestral temple in Houshan."

Beautiful eyes are slightly red, and Lu Xueqi is intelligent after all.

Xiaozhufeng has never seen the older generation of Qingyun sect. I'm afraid the master who cared for her at the beginning also suffered an accident.

Mu Qingxiao's eyes flashed a touch of pity. What should be faced always has to be faced.

Nodded slightly and gently hugged her slender waist. The space was distorted for a while. They left xiaozhufeng without leaving any trace.

Qingyun gate ancestral hall is used to pay homage to the ancestors of the sect.

Mu Qingxiao couldn't help feeling when he came to the mountain ancestral hall behind Tongtian peak.

When he was at Qingyun gate, he almost turned the whole Qingyun gate upside down in order to find a soul addict.

As soon as they entered the ancestral hall courtyard, two middle-aged men came face-to-face and then stopped.

Seeing the visitor, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were shocked, and their pupils contracted violently. The men and women in front of them were not the existence in the previous projection.

"Elder martial sister Lu Xueqi, I haven't seen you for many years."

Lu Xueqi raised her head slightly, looked at one of the young people with some impression on her appearance and said, "are you... Younger martial brother Zhang Xiaofan?"

"Unexpectedly, elder martial sister Lu Xueqi still remembers younger martial brother."

Smelling the speech, Zhang Xiaofan hugged his fist slightly and looked a little reserved.

After all, the picture just now is so shocking, especially the man in front of him seems to be an immortal!

Without chatting, Lu Xueqi asked softly, "younger martial brother Zhang Xiaofan, master... Is master in the ancestral temple?"

Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a moment. Seeing that Lu Xueqi had been staring at herself, he had no choice but to nod slowly.

Suddenly, Lu Xueqi's snow-white face turned even whiter. Her eyes were in a trance and her figure was staggering.

Mu Qingxiao sighed, gently held her and patted her on the shoulder.

Lu Xueqi shook her head slightly, motioned that she was ok, and couldn't help walking to the inside of the ancestral hall.

Mu Qingxiao glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu. Over the past few decades, there are only Yuan Ying's accomplishments. In the end, they are limited by heaven and earth.

Otherwise, with their qualifications, they can not enter a higher realm.

Feeling mu Qingxiao's sight, their bodies were stiff, as if everything was seen through in front of the young man.

He took back his eyes and didn't give them pressure. Mu Qingxiao followed Lu Xueqi and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were stunned and did not dare to stop them.

The ancestral hall of Qingyun gate is a forbidden area in the sect. According to the rules of the sect, not everyone can enter. But according to the generation, although Lu Xueqi left Qingyun gate, she was also their elder martial sister, and was indeed qualified to enter.

As for mu Qingxiao, they have no courage to stop. When they look at each other, they are helpless.

Entering the ancestral hall, it is quite spacious. At the end of the line of sight, there are black memorial tablets.

Lu Xueqi stumbled to the Lingpai and looked at the name on the Lingpai in the front row. Finally, she couldn't help two lines of clear tears flowing down her face.

Who would have thought that yin and yang are separated this time.

Suddenly, Lu Xueqi bent her knees and knelt on the futon. Her beautiful eyes were full of sadness, and her voice was blocked. She said, "unworthy disciple Lu Xueqi, meet the master."

Seeing this, mu Qingxiao had no way to turn around and close the gate of the ancestral temple, which she needed to face.

After this, the road in front of her must be much smoother.

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