Chapter 1233: Old friend (1)

Chapter 1233 Old Friends (1)
After all the blood in the cave was absorbed, Huang Puyun slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of blood eyes appeared quietly, but in an instant, the blood in those eyes gradually dissipated, returning to the previous darkness. At the same time, Huang Puyun's body was filled with an unconcealable smell of blood.
Huang Puyun squinted his eyes slightly, and the corner of his mouth raised a shallow arc, "Cultivating this technique, the speed of strength improvement is indeed much faster, and soon, you should be able to start actions." Sharp eyes passed. A gloomy refreshment, after waiting for so long, it finally started.
Huang Puyun slowly stood up, walked out of the cave, sniffed the smell on his body, and said lightly: "The smell of blood is really the best smell in the world. It is also very fast to understand the power of darkness through this method of cultivation. I have already broken through the fifth level of the dark attribute. As long as I increase it by one level, I can use the barrier. With my power, the plan is not difficult to implement."
Instead, he walked towards the bottom of the mountain, and after going round and round, he came to the bottom of the mountain. The stream of the mountain stream flows down from the mountain, tick to tick, but Qingling is full of unreasonable heaviness.
On the backlit side of the mountain, during the daytime, there is not even the slightest sunlight. You can only hear the ding-dong sound of the stream, but it is unwarranted.
In this gloomy place, no one would come on weekdays. Huang Puyun slowly walked into it. There was no cave in the crevice. As soon as Huang Puyun walked in, several noises and sounds came from the cave. A heavy gasp, it was a human gasp. "Master, master!"
One after another voices kept coming out, echoing echoes in this gloomy mountain crevice, Huang Puyun’s smile widened quietly, looking at the black and overwhelming people in front of him, he looked at the emptiness in their eyes. He smiled and said: "It seems that you are having a good time, and it won't be long before you will be able to get out of here!"
"Follow the master to the death!" everyone said together, but the hollow eyes didn't have the slightest expression, as if they were just a puppet without a soul.
A big event happened at Tianyinmen.
Xia Changqing and the leaders were guarding under a mountain at this time. The faces of several people couldn't hide the excitement, and their hands even trembled slightly. They had been looking forward to this day for a long time!
"The sect master is about to leave the gate finally. After more than a hundred years of retreat, I can finally see the sect master again!" Xia Changqing's voice was trembling a little, and his face was a look of worship that could not be concealed.
"It's so good for the gatekeeper to go out in such a troublesome autumn!" Wu scolded with emotion. The things of the sorrowless elders left them at a loss. Now that the sect master leaves the gate, this problem can be solved. After all, the gatekeeper and the sorrowless elders But a friend for many years.
"I don't know how the strength of the sect master will change for a hundred years." Ling Huaqiu's face has a look of expectation. The sect master's strength has always been the existence they look up to.
The strength of the doormaster means the strength of the Tianyinmen. If the strength of the doormaster is diligent again, the Tianyinmen will go one step further!
During the conversation between a few people, the movement from the mountain peaks became louder and louder, and the energy ripples spread out in a corrugated manner. The overflowing energy alone made them look up from the bottom of their hearts. The few people stopped sounding at any time. Eyes looked respectfully at the top of the mountain.
After waiting for so long, the master is finally going out!
Before long, the energy above the mountain gradually converged and returned to calm.
A cyan figure quietly appeared in front of Xia Changqing's eyes. This figure was fascinating, and Xia Changqing didn't feel the slightest when it appeared. When they found out, that figure had already appeared in front of them.
"I have seen the master!"
Several people from Xia Changqing bowed respectfully. It was surrender and admiration from the bottom of their hearts, and even the light in his eyes became brighter quietly.
Long Yuhong's light and flat voice slowly spread to several people's ears, "What has happened in the past hundred years?" Although the voice was weak, it carried an irresistible majesty, which made people feel subdued. Sense of.
"The sect master, there seems to be some contradiction with the unsorrowful old man in the recently." Xia Changqing bit his scalp and said with some difficulty.
Xiu eyebrows frowned slightly, and the tone was as flat as ever, "What's the matter?"
Xia Changqing couldn’t help but raised her head to look at Long Yuhong, but saw that Long Yuhong’s face seemed to be covered by a thin layer of mist, and she couldn’t see her face at all. It was a manifestation of a deep understanding of the laws of heaven. They have only seen the portrait of the master, but can't see the real appearance of the master.
Just like this, the sect master is so unfathomable in their eyes, and now they are retreating once again, they only feel that the sect master's aura is a little bit tyrannical again.
"Mu Zhili, a disciple of the Tianyinmen, killed Mo Xilin, the grandson of Elder Mo, when he was going to the Scarlet Hell to practice, and then the cultivator would take away the sorrowless old man."
"Elder Mo asked us to ask for an explanation, we expelled Mu Zhili from the school, and now when Wanhua competed, Mu Zhili once again appeared and won the third place. We found her when they played against her. It seems that they have spatial attributes, and they are most likely to be the disciples of the old man without sorrow." Xia Changqing frowned and said slowly, these days they have basically determined that Mu Zhili is undoubtedly this identity.
"Oh?" There was a touch of surprise in the plain voice, but a deep shock appeared in Long Yuhong's heart. If what Xia Changqing and the others said is true, then what does Mu Zhili, a young cultivator with spatial attributes, mean to her But it couldn't be clearer!
Wu scolded and said: "The disciple I sent earlier hurt the pet blood of the sorrowless elder when he was practicing in the hell, for fear that it would cause the sorrowless elder to be unhappy." Although the next words were not said, everyone knew it. Bright.
Now I can only hope that the sect master will communicate with the elders without sorrow, and hope that the elders without sorrow will take care of the sect master's face, so that the disciples of the trial of the can continue to execute.
"I see, you can go back." Long Yuhong said lightly, and in an instant, the cyan figure disappeared into the sight of Xia Changqing and others.
Long Yuhong did not hesitate, and rushed towards the hell. Whether any inheritors were born, this question must be clearest! He waited for so many years, has he finally waited for the inheritor? If the inheritor of the spatial attributes does appear, can what she has always wanted to do also be achieved?
When Long Yuhong arrived in the hell, the small island where the prisoner Wusei lived, he had not spoken yet, and the voice of the prisoner Wusei came from the house, "It seems that you have made some progress in a hundred years of retreat."
Long Yuhong smiled faintly, the figure without sorrow had walked out of the room, standing in the sun, looking at Long Yuhong in the sky, calmly and calmly.
"I am not like you after all. Your strength has been raised to the limit. If you can't become an old man with attributes, you can only cultivate like this in your life." Long Yuhong said lightly, and then stood opposite the prisoner without sorrow.
"I came here as soon as I left the customs, it seems there should be something." Prison Wu's sadness said slowly, with a faint wise luster in his deep eyes.