Chapter 761 all the confusion

Tang Zixian quickly finds his thoughts and looks in the direction of Chu Yun.

This is a secluded mountain forest. It's desolate. It's very quiet for a hundred miles, only the sound of birds and insects.

It seems that there is no special place in this mountain, but it is actually the territory of the Tang clan. The transmission gate leading to the lost wasteland is hidden in it.

"Yes, it's here."

Tang Zixian nodded, then said to Chu Yun, "follow me!"

Chu Yun put up the magic tripod of Sanskrit sound and walked with Tang Zixian towards the mountains and forests.

Great sage and Mutu are following, looking left and right.

Mutu sneered and said quietly: "there are three pairs of eyes staring at us. The level of concealment is too bad. I can see through it at a glance!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a twist in the void not far away, and the three figures walked out quickly.

"I've seen the first lady!"

The three elders bowed directly to Tang Zixian.

Tang Zixian said with indifference: "free, take us directly to the transmission gate. I want to enter the lost wasteland!"

"Here..."

All the three old men were embarrassed.

After a meal, the old man at the head tried to say: "you know how terrible it is to lose the wasteland, miss. It's too risky to go in so directly. What's more, has the operation been allowed by the emperor of Tang Dynasty? If there is no order from the emperor of Tang... "

"If you don't talk nonsense, I'll be dizzy after listening. It's like reading sutras with him!"

The great sage directly impatiently interrupted the old man's speech, and then some angry hair: "in the past, in the devil Buddha sect, master often preached like this, which made me very tired. You old man can become a monk after shaving his hair!"

The old man was tongue tied for a long time.

Tang Zixian frowned and said, "I don't need grandpa's order. I'll let you take us there now. Just do it."

The old man looked indifferent and shook his head firmly. "Miss, without the order of Emperor Tang, I will definitely not let you in! It's too dangerous. If something goes wrong, I can't bear it! "

These three old people have been here for years and have been completely divorced from the outside world.

They don't know. Standing in front of them is the famous founder of the Chu clan, who alone destroyed Chu Yun, the domain emperor of the two clans!

If they know how far they must hide, they can't provoke this God of killing.

"Just say it's over with or without the road."

Chu Yun put out his hand without expression. It seemed to be slow. In fact, it was as fast as lightning. This hand was clearly there, but you can't hide it.

The head of the old man was suddenly stuck in his neck and lifted up.

"Er..."

The old man was terrified. The young man in front of him was so strong that he couldn't even bear to see each other.

If he wants to kill himself, he doesn't need to think about it at all. An idea may have become a corpse.

Those two old people in the back are also scared to be silly. They have lived for hundreds of years, and they are really old oil.

Seeing that Chu Yun showed his absolute combat power, they had no idea. They said: "I I'll take you! "

"Lead the way, lead the way!"

The old man, who was stuck by Chu Yun, had a hoarse voice and twisted expression.

But the fear in his eyes could not be concealed.

"That's not the end of it?"

Chu Yunsong opened the old man and then smiled at Tang Zixian: "the most simple and direct way is to get into the habit recently, not like to talk nonsense and solve problems by action."

Three old people lead the way in front of them. They dare not ask more questions.

Since the eldest lady wants to go in, let her in.

Anyway, the young man is so strong, I don't think he will have any trouble.

Under the leadership of three elders, four people came to a wooden house in the deep mountain, which was very simple to build, but surprisingly large.

Generally, a wooden house is the size of one or two rooms.

But the wooden house in front of us is as big as those luxurious palaces.

"The transmission door is in there, please..."

The old man looked at Chu Yun with lingering fear and hurriedly went to open the wooden door.

The wooden door opened and everything in the wooden house was exposed.

There's nothing in it. It's empty. There's only one portal.

It is obvious that the conveyor door has not been used for a long time, and there is even a thick layer of dust on the outside.

I saw the old man, who was the leader, come forward and say something.

Then he raised his hand and put out a aura to enter the transmission gate, and saw that the surrounding aura suddenly became twisted. In the transmission gate, it seemed that all things in the world flashed in a flash, and the sun, moon and stars were reflected in it, even the mountains and rivers, and the scenery was amazing.

Chu Yun took two steps back and looked at the transmission gate which had not been used for a long time. He was very excited.

Tang Zixian, with a touch of excitement in her pretty face, murmured: "ten years, father, I'm finally coming to the lost wasteland to find you!"

"The fire of life is burning again. It must be you calling me, right?"

Tang Zixian can't describe the beauty of Buddha's mood at the moment. He has been waiting for so many years, and his wish is finally to be achieved at this moment.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss!"

From the transmission door release the uncontrollable terror, blow up the clothes of several people.

It's amazing that no matter how strong the breath is, the cabins around are still standing steadily as if they haven't been impacted at all.

As the Spirit Storm gradually calmed down, the old man also said: "big miss, now you can enter!"

Tang Zixian nodded, then turned his head and looked at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun gives her a reassuring look, which means that you can rest assured that I will always stand behind you.

Tang Zixian summoned up his courage, walked to the transmission gate and took this step.

The light of the portal gradually engulfed her body and finally disappeared completely.

"Mutu, great saint, keep up with me!"

Without any hesitation, Chu Yun immediately followed. After all, no one was sure whether the portal would deliver people to a place. If it was too far away, it would be troublesome.

Chu Yun followed him into the portal, followed by Mutu and the great sage.

In the blink of an eye, there are only three old people left in front of the transmission gate.

"Who is this young man? Why does he have such a terrible fighting power? Especially the eyes he looked at me just now. I have a feeling of being stared at by ancient savage beasts. I'm hairy and can't resist!"

The old man at the head was still frightened, and his eyes were frightened when he talked about it.

The other two old people also shook their heads: "his age is about the same as that of the old lady. We haven't walked around in the outside world for so many years. Have such terrible young people appeared yet?"

"No matter what, we can't get up, we can still hide!"

The old man sighed, and then said, "it seems that the eldest lady still doesn't give up. The mountain and river have been missing for more than ten years, and she still doesn't give up."

Speaking of this, all three people are silent.

Even if it is them, they also feel that the family is a little unfair to Tangshan river.

It is clear that the fire of life in Tangshan river is still burning. Why don't you want to enter into it?

Maybe Tangshan river is still alive?

Tangshan river is a rare Super Pride of the Tang family. Its talent is amazing. Looking at the whole land of Taiqian, no one can match it.

"No matter, let's report the situation here to Lord Tang."

The old man at the head, after careful consideration, picked up the communication crystal.

……

Tang Dynasty.

Lingxiao Pavilion.

Emperor Tang stood on the high platform of Lingxiao Pavilion, his expression was a little cloudy and sunny.

He is holding the communication crystal in his hand. Obviously, he has got the news that Tang Zixian and others went into the lost wasteland.

Around the sky, gradually gloomy.

His heart is sinking to the bottom inch by inch.

"Click!"

The communication crystal was completely crushed in the hands of the Tang emperor.

His expression is a little remorse, some bitterness, of course, more despair.

The emperor raised his head, opened his hands, and his voice trembled: "why, I have lost a son with the best talent, and even my granddaughter..."

He covered his face with his hands and trembled a few times.

At this moment, he is not the emperor of Tang Dynasty, but a helpless old man.

"God, why do you punish me like this? Did he do anything wrong! What kind of shit lost in the wasteland? It's a conspiracy. I've been working on this illusion for years, and I don't want to make it public. I don't want to do anything. I just want to protect the family! "

"For this reason, I have lost mountains and rivers. Now even Zixian will lose it?"

When it comes to the excitement, two lines of tears fell in the eyes of the Tang emperor.

He wanted to scream, he wanted to vent, but he couldn't.

Even if they are hysterical, hoarse, no one will understand their painstaking efforts.

No matter how to explain, no one will understand their own pay!

Lost wilderness!

What a lost wilderness!

At the end of the day, the emperor leaned on the wall of Lingxiao Pavilion and murmured: "I've given orders for a long time. No one can get close to it, and no one is allowed to enter it. Why don't you listen?"! Do you really think grandpa doesn't want to save your father? That's my favorite son, that's my favorite son, Tangshan river! "

"Over the years, I've been hiding my feelings. I just don't want you to be suspicious. I just don't want you to go in and die one after another!"

"It's not a small world, it's hell! Where all creatures want to escape! "

When it comes to the end, the emperor even tore his heart and lungs.

"At last, can't you hide it?"

Deep in Lingxiao Pavilion, a large black body walked out slowly.

His steps were heavy, and every step on the ground would roar.

It's like carrying a mountain on your shoulders.