Chapter 1257： Catching Turtle in the Urn

In the middle of Daoshan, there are many golden temples.

It's just that compared to the past, in these halls at this time, it was deserted and lonely, and there was no voice.

The appearance of the palace lord is not only a great event for the Qingcang realm, but also for the Daotian Academy.

Therefore, at this time all the elders and disciples have already gathered in the lecture hall to listen to the admonitions of the saints.

At this time, before one of the ancient temples, Xia Zhimeng and Yang Yuan stood side by side, staring coldly at a nine-story tall building in the distance.

After several days of investigation, this tall building is the only Buddhist scripture pavilion in Daotian Academy.

And the opportunity that the senior said to open the reincarnation of the Tianfu was mostly in this building.

"Junior sister! Everything goes according to plan, and I will do it as soon as possible."

Yang Yuan took a deep breath and his eyes were extremely solemn.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to distract the holy elder who guarded the Tibetan scripture pavilion.

But a few days ago, Xia Zhimeng took the initiative to offer a plan, saying that she had a treasure gifted by the master, which could trap the powerful in the holy realm.

In this way, Reincarnation Tianfu is at your fingertips.

From the very beginning, Yang Yuan knew that Xia Zhimeng's master had a mysterious origin and a terrifying cultivation base.

Even the Void Sect Master is quite respectful and jealous of him.

He naturally had no doubts about Xia Zhimeng's methods.

only! !

Zhimeng’s cultivation base, after all, was only in the Sovereign Realm. Even if the Lingbao in his hand was terrifying, he would still face great risks against a person in the Holy Realm.

Sister Xia, Yang Yuan will remember this kindness! !

"Um."

Xia Zhimeng nodded indifferently, raised his foot and walked towards the Buddhist scripture pavilion.

Behind him, Yang Yuan's mouth trembled lightly, seeming to have plucked up his courage, and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Knowing dreams! Wait for me..."

"understood."

Can! !

Before Yang Yuan could finish speaking, Xia Zhimeng waved his hand impatiently, and quickly disappeared into the distance.

"Um?"

Yang Yuan looked blank for a moment, and then shook his head bitterly.

Have you reached this point?

It seems that I already have a close relationship with Junior Sister.

Although her voice is so cold, but for the entire Qing Cang, who would be willing to risk his life to pave the way for Yang Yuan to lure his enemies?

Junior sister, even if you have understood my thoughts, I still want to tell you loudly that you have been living in my heart~ Too much care is hard to give up and it is hard to forget one~ Too much distressed you~ I chose not to give up or admit defeat~ You Don't cry~ I will cherish the rest of my life!

until! !

Xia Zhimeng's expression hurriedly fell from the sky, standing in front of the Buddhist scripture pavilion, shouting loudly, "Elder! Elder!"

"Om."

I saw in the pavilion, suddenly an old man walked out slowly, looking at the girl in front of him with cold eyes, "Who are you?"

"Elder, it's not good, my brother...I've practiced, and I beg the elder to save my brother."

"Huh? Cultivation into the demon?"

The Holy Land elder frowned, and now the entire Daotian Academy, the strong elders have come to the lecture hall, and the Nuo-Da Academy only left him and a few guardian elders. It was reasonable for this girl to come here.

"Where is your brother?"

"It's on the cliff ahead."

Xia Zhimeng turned his head and glanced at the distant mountain, "Elder, please, save my brother, he is an orphan..."

"Let's go."

Seeing Xia Zhimeng's tears and misty eyes, the elder of the Holy Land didn't suspect him.

This is Daotian Academy, and he doesn't believe that anyone dares to fool him here.

What's more, in this Tibetan scripture hall, there is a formation seal arranged by the master of the formation himself.

Not to mention a disciple of the noble realm, even if the supreme is close to him, it is absolutely impossible to leave silently.

And as long as there is a slight movement here, the elders of other schools will definitely be aware of it.

Now that the palace lord is giving lectures in this world, he will not allow anything to disrupt this grand event! !

"Elder! Here!!"

Hearing this, a hint of joy suddenly appeared on Xia Zhimeng's face, but the sacred elder waved his hand to seal the formation and covered the entire Tibetan scripture hall, and then followed Xia Zhimeng towards the distant mountains.

Seeing this scene, Yang Yuan suddenly showed a smile on his face.

Although the fluctuations in this formation seemed extremely terrifying, he had already prepared.

In other words, the younger sister had already prepared.

Yang Yuan bowed his head, looked at a golden charm in his hand, and smiled brightly at the corner of his mouth.

This magic rune was also given to him by Junior Sister, and it could break the formation.

Inexplicably, Yang Yuan felt more moved.

Have you seen it? What a fortunate thing to find a good Taoist companion to this Xiantu.

Especially, this Taoist couple is still a rich woman.

Before Yang Yuan's eyes, a picture suddenly appeared.

The scene where Ling Xiao and Gu Chaoci climbed to the pinnacle of Shendao was really shocking.

As a result, a trace of longing has been carved into the hearts of this young generation.

In the past, all Qing Cang sects believed in the ruthless avenue, but now they have discovered another interesting fairy road.

Enter the way with affection and urge forward.

In this way, the Dao's heart is different, how to seek the peak of the heaven and the earth, and Ling Xiao's purpose will naturally be achieved.

There are many ways to break Dao Xin, one of which is called imperceptibly.

"call!"

Yang Yuan took a deep breath, didn't dare to hesitate any more, sneakily walked to the temple of the Tibetan scriptures, and printed the golden talisman in his hand.

"Om."

A ray of ripples rippled quietly, and a corner of the ancient formation suddenly shattered.

Yang Yuan's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked around, and only after confirming that there was no one, he stepped into it.

only! !

The moment he appeared in the Buddhist scripture hall, he suddenly discovered that the golden talisman in his hand was scattered with aura, and there was no more power.

And the ancient formation in front of him seemed...extraordinarily dazzling.

Lying...? ? ?

It seems to be a bit of catching turtles in the urn?

Yang Yuan's eyes trembled lightly, looking at the magic talisman in his hand, and then at the ancient formation in front of him, there seemed to be something wrong.

do not care! !

Anyway, I have already entered, first find the ancient scripture, maybe there are other magical charms in the hands of the junior sister, who can save him!

Thinking like this, Yang Yuan didn't hesitate anymore, turned and walked towards the depths of the Tibetan scripture hall.

But at this moment, in the corner of the mountain, I saw the sacred elder following Xia Zhimeng, walking all the way to the depths of the forest, his expression gradually a little gloomy.

"Little girl, where is your brother?"

"Elder, just ahead."

Xia Zhimeng turned his head and showed a bright smile at the elder of the holy realm.

Then! !

Before the latter could react, he felt a strong wind rushing from behind, without any hesitation, he punched directly through his flesh, mind and body.

The old man's face was confused and dull. He looked down at the fist print that passed through his body, his lips trembled, but after all... he couldn't make a sound.

Above the ancient forest, a black-clothed figure floated down, waving the black robe puppet behind the holy elder into the world, and then looked at the girl in front of the forest.

"You did a good job."