Crazy criticism of female fairies: please enter the urn

Several people were busy talking and no one noticed the beggar boy next to them.

The young man stared at Lu Yan's portrait with a serious expression.

Ruan Qing and Ruan Yao finished reading, and Ruan Qing asked, "I wonder what the relationship is between this Lu Yan and Junior Brother Pang?"

Pang Huan patted his chest and said, "We grew up together. We are brothers who couldn't be closer! Uh, brother and sister!"

Lu Yan often wore men's clothes and was so strong that he almost forgot she was a girl.

Ruan Qing and Ruan Yao looked at each other and sighed, "Senior Brother Pang, we do know Junior Sister Lu, but we got separated in the sea, and we don't know where she went. We are looking for her too!"

Seeing that Pang Huan was not a stranger, the two men briefly told him how they met Lu Yan and what happened in the sea.

At that time in the underwater palace, Lu Yan and Bu Xingyun reached an agreement to hand over the lapis lazuli mine to the Bu family, and Ruan Qing had been busy with this matter under the sea.

Later, Lu Yan and Wei Lin fought for the treasure, causing chaos in heaven and earth, and then they entered the Red Flame Sea one after another.

Ruan Qing only heard about these things after he came out from the bottom of the sea.

He and his sister were shocked at that time!

I knew Lu Yan was very capable, but I didn't know she was so powerful that she could ruin the marriage between the Sea Clan and the Tianyu Clan!

Ruan Yao now admired Lu Yan so much that she wanted to go find her immediately, but was stopped by her brother.

As the shadow guard of the Bu family army, Ruan Qing knew much more inside information than others.

Just like this time, he knew that Lu Yan had seized the inheritance of the Divine Fire, but he didn't know that she was trapped in the realm of the dead!

He hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Pang, I heard that Junior Sister Lu got some good fortune in the seabed. Maybe she has already come out and went to the temple with others! Brother Pang, don't worry. Maybe she will come out after a while."

"She got a chance?"

Pang Huan was overjoyed and laughed, "I knew she was capable!"

Now that she had the chance, Lu Yan would not die. The three of them were equally certain of this.

Pang Huan said, "It's enough to know that she is fine! I am going to the Starry Battlefield anyway. When Lu Yan comes out of the temple, she will definitely go to the Starry Sea. I will wait for her there!"

Ruan Qing nodded, thinking that this should be the case.

Nowadays, all the young people with good cultivation in the world are rushing to the Starry Sea. Someone as capable as Lu Yan will definitely not miss this opportunity.

He said, "That's fine, then the three of us will go to the Star Battlefield and wait for her!"

They were originally heading to the battlefield together, and the more they talked, the more they got along, so they decided to travel together.

After the few people left, the young beggar looked thoughtful.

A girl in a coarse cloth dress squeezed through the crowd, holding two large pancakes in her hands. She handed one to the boy and said happily, "Brother Shaohua, eat it while it's hot. I bought it with great difficulty!"

The young man did not take the cake. His eyes flickered a few times and he suddenly said, "I've decided. I want to go to the Starry Sea!"

The girl was so frightened that she almost dropped the pancake in her hand. She was stunned for a moment and said, "What did you say? Starry Sea? You don't have a fever, do you? That's the front line. I heard that only Jindan cultivators and above can go there. You are just a small Qi training..."

"There will always be a way!" the young man said with determination.

The girl looked at him as if he had gone mad. She reached out to touch his forehead and suddenly asked in surprise, "Are you trying to sneak across the border?"

The boy turned his head away, ignored her, stood up and strode forward.

The girl chased after him, her eyes red with anxiety, "Are you crazy? How can an ordinary person be a stowaway? And your cultivation is so low, you will die if you go..."

The boy turned a deaf ear and just strode forward.

The girl stamped her feet angrily, "Yu Shaohua, stop! What on earth do you have to do in the Starry Sea?"

The young man squeezed into the crowd and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a few words behind.

"My master is over there!"

……

A few days later, in addition to the endless stream of young people from all over the country joining the army, the major sects also began to prepare and entered the various boundaries of the Starry Sea in batches.

In the northern land, there is a mist above the black water.

All I could see were flags waving and thousands of peacocks galloping past.

That was the Wei family army rushing to the northern garrison.

The Pegasus passed by, stirring up a large cloud of fog, but no one noticed that behind the clouds, there were two figures standing upright.

One of them was a middle-aged Taoist priest, carrying a large sword on his back. He was wearing flowing green robes and had a handsome face, but his temples were already frosted.

The other was a fat monk with his chest and abdomen exposed. He was wearing a tattered cassock and holding a large wine gourd in his hand.

After the Bu family army passed by, the monk said, "Brother, we can't delay in the temple, we have to go back quickly! We can't find my niece this time, I will come back with you to look for her next time!"

The Taoist frowned, made hand gestures and calculated quickly, muttering, "It's impossible. I calculated that Ayan was in this area, so how come I can't even sense her breath?"

He was unwilling to give up, so he forced a drop of blood from his fingertips.

That drop of blood turned into thousands of silk threads and disappeared into the void.

Suddenly, the Taoist spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale as gold paper.

The monk held him helplessly, "Brother, this is the nth time you have used the Bloodline Soul Searching Technique. If you continue like this, your blood and essence will be drained out before we find our niece!"

Before the Taoist priest could speak, golden light flashed in the sky.

The golden light turned into a talisman, and a line of words appeared in front of the two people, "God Cangyuan, please return to the temple as soon as possible!"

The monk said, "Look, it's time to urge you, right?"

The Taoist wiped the blood from his lips without saying a word, looked at the vast sea, sighed, and said, "Let's go!"

He and the monk both turned into golden light and disappeared into the sky.

There is a turbulent situation in various places and emergency preparations for war.

However, there was an eerie calm within the Shifang Sect.

Thick fog covered most of the area between the mountains.

If Lu Yan came back, she would find that Shifang Sect was much more desolate than before.

The mountains are overgrown with weeds and rarely visited by humans.

Even the White Jade Square where the disciples used to practice swordplay was now deserted. There was even a thick layer of dust on the ground, as if no one had been there for a long time.

And in the deepest part of the Ten Directions Mountain, there is a bluestone cave, with a layer of strange and ominous red light lingering outside.

With it as the center, within thousands of meters, all the grass and trees were scorched and all animals were gone.

There were dead animals everywhere, black juice was flowing on the ground, and it smelled of decay and stench.

It forms a sharp contrast with the lush and vibrant green forest outside!

However, no one from the Shifang Sect dared to come and check out such a strange place.

Because this is the place where the ancestor Zhan Feng, Ren Shanhai, was in seclusion.

A sword light descended from the sky. Huang Yongnian walked hurriedly. Just as he arrived in front of the cave, the stone door opened with a creaking sound.

A strong and rich smell of blood hit Huang Yongnian in the face. He suppressed the discomfort in his nose and stepped inside.

The stone door closed again.

The cave was dark and gloomy. Huang Yongnian walked in. Every step he took was sticky and slippery, as if he was stepping into rotten mud.

Huang Yongnian's cultivation had reached the late Wuying stage, so he could naturally see the scene inside the cave clearly.