Qin Lang's wrist was caught, his delicate brows were wrinkled, and he turned to look at the person. It was Yunhua, an unsurprising answer.

"Yun Jue, a disciple has died." Yun Hua had a heavy face.

Less than half a minute has passed in the foggy forest. If someone falls into an illusion, it may only be a few tens of seconds to the outside world, but it may have been a long time for those in the illusion.

Both Qin Lang and Yun Hua could use their spiritual energy to form a layer of protection in time, so that they would not be affected. Therefore, there is no need to pull them together for fear that the other person will lose this situation.

So Qin Lang calmly pulled out his hand and said to Yunhua, "You and I are looking for them separately."

The delicate touch in his hand made Yunhua fall in love with it, and he wanted to hold it again, but Qin Lang had already turned around and walked towards the depths of the mist.

Yun Hua saw that figure fade away, his face sinking like water.

Lang Qianxing had also been to the secret realm in his previous life, and it was also at the same time as now. At that time, he was still a disciple of Yun Hua, and the quota in Yun Hua's hand was given to a senior brother. Because it was Yun Hua and Yun Jue who walked in the secret realm, Lang Qianxing did his best in the Xuyang ceremony. He wanted to go with the master too much, and it had nothing to do with the treasures in the secret realm.

Lang Qianxing had only just entered the school at that time. Although his qualifications were good, he was not at the stage of being able to participate in the Xuyang ceremony. What happened in the end? Oh, it was he who begged the master to give him the opportunity to participate in the Xuyang ceremony. His master saw that he was so persistent and could not bear to disappoint him, so he agreed "with a soft heart".

As for later, he nearly lost his life in the Xuyang ceremony, and he returned to Baiyun Peak with a sigh of relief.

Lang Qianxing looked at the Tianyun Sect surrounded by fairy mist, and knew that he had entered an illusion. When Lang Qianxing in the illusion fell on the cold ground, there was still a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth. However, Yun Hua, who had come down from his seat in shock and wanted to support him, stopped when he closed his eyes. He was condescending, showing no pity or distress.

Lang Qianxing watched this scene quietly and smiled sarcastically. Yesterday's past, and now, except to make him understand the stupidity of his past, nothing can provoke him. He hated his stupidity, but he was glad that he was so stupid at the time, otherwise how could he live again and come to Qin Lang's side?

The scene in front of him was constantly changing, and he focused on reappearing the things that Lang Qianxing hated the most before.

Ke Lang Qianxing has been standing in the same place, neither angry nor angry, like an indifferent bystander, indifferent.

Until he heard Qin Lang's voice.

"Qianxing?" It's a bit far, I don't know if it's true or not.

However, Lang Qianxing still turned his head, but what came towards him was a shadow full of dark demonic energy, his pupils shrank, and he held the Chiyang Sword in front of him.

However, the shadow is like a fog, and when it rushes over, it looks aggressive, and when it touches the Chiyang Sword, it dissipates and disappears without a trace.

Lang Qianxing didn't care, but still stood there, not moving at all, waiting for the second attack of the illusion.

"Qianxing." Sure enough, there was another voice behind him.

Lang Qianxing narrowed his eyes and turned around abruptly. "Ding—" The blades collided, making a sound.

Lang Qianxing looked into those clear eyes, he put away his sword and raised a smile: "Master."

Qin Lang stood in front of him, swept him up and down, looked at his face again, and said, "Let's go."

Lang Qianxing took out the spell and put it on himself, followed Qin Lang closely, and asked knowingly, "Is Master worried about me?"

Qin Lang didn't answer him.

He asked again: "How did the master find me? Can the master directly penetrate the illusion?"

Qin Lang paused in his footsteps, and took the initiative to reach back and hold Lang Qianxing's.

When Lang Qianxing wanted to continue teasing and teasing, he choked in his throat, and his heart skipped two beats. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder if he was wrong, this person was not Qin Lang, but a phantom.

Qin Lang made another trick. He closed his eyes as if he was reciting a set of formulas, and when he opened his eyes again, he waved his sleeves. Still, some sounds can be heard.

That was the sound of conversation and sobbing between the two disciples that Yunhua rescued.

Seeing that Qin Lang came out with Lang Qianxing, the two disciples suddenly shrank their necks in fear.

Yun Hua on the side tried to comfort him: "Don't panic, it was just an illusion..." But after seeing Qin Lang and Lang Qianxing shaking hands, he forgot what to say next.

Qin Lang glanced at the two blood-stained disciples, and said nothing, as if he didn't see Yun Hua's dark eyes, as if he had forgotten that he was still holding Lang Qianxing, and said calmly, "Senior brother. You stay here and I'll find the rest of the disciples."

Yun Hua didn't say anything, Qin Lang took Lang Qianxing and left without him when he agreed.

Qin Lang saved others very fast, almost every one or two minutes. Lang Qianxing curiously asked Qin Lang how long it took him to find him. Lang Qianxing thought it was faster, but unexpectedly it took Qin Lang half an hour.

Lang Qianxing asked him why, but Qin Lang was silent again.

Are you concerned about understanding? Qin Lang wasn't sure if his husband could understand if he didn't say anything.

In the end, two of the disciples died, and the corpses were collected by their senior brothers. The others, except for Lang Qianxing, were unscathed, more or less injured.

Qin Lang found a spiritual eye and placed a barrier around it to prevent any further accidents and let everyone rest for a few days.

In fact, he also set up a barrier where they rested last time, but how the barrier disappeared so quietly, Qin Lang closed his eyes and meditated, ignoring the sight of the disciples exploring and complaining.

Those people clearly didn't set up a barrier before complaining about Qin Lang, and only Lang Qianxing was the only one in the heart of saving the disciples. It was obvious that they could be saved so quickly, but they came late. Of course, they knew it was because they weren't strong enough and luck wasn't good enough. However, they all understood the reason, but they couldn't help being dissatisfied.

Lang Qianxing gave a mocking smile, "That night in the misty forest, I saw my master set up the barrier with my own eyes, but for some reason the barrier was broken, and he didn't notice it."

His eyes circled around Yun Hua and then moved away, not wanting to be too obvious.

"What do you mean? Will my master deliberately destroy Uncle Master's enchantment?" A young man suddenly stood up from the meditating crowd, with two fires in his eyes.

"Senior brother, don't be nervous," Lang Qianxing didn't reply. "How could the uncle be the one who mutilated his fellow students? I just wanted to ask whether the uncle noticed anything unusual."

The young man pouted and sat down sadly. The heart says you have something to ask directly, what does that imply?

After a disciple died, Yunhua was no longer serious. At this moment, there was no smile on his face. He frowned and thought about it carefully, then shook his head: "Never."

"That's weird..." Lang Qianxing touched his chin and seemed to be talking to himself, "How could my master's enchantment disappear without a sound?"

The expressions of the others also became serious, and Lang Qianxing's words were still credible. How could the two Dao Venerables be so careless that they didn't set the barrier when everyone was resting? And no matter who made it, why would there be no movement when the barrier was broken? Of course, if it is to understand the key points of the enchantment of Tianyunzong's enchantment internally, it must be silent.

But in their group, Yun Hua and Qin Lang were the only ones who could solve it. But the relationship between their apprentices and brothers lasted for thousands of years, and Yunhua and Yun Jue... how could it be possible to break the barrier?

Could it be that in this secret realm, there is someone more powerful than Taoist Yun Jue? What kind of existence is a person who can silently break the enchantment of Yun Jue Dao Zun? The disciples were worried about their future situation.

Fortunately, several days passed, and they were not attacked.

The spiritual eye is good for restoring vitality. After supplementing it for a few days, a group of people not only recovered as before, but their cultivation was also more refined than before.

In order to find a better opportunity, the group walked towards the depths of the invisible border again.

I encountered some ferocious spirit beasts on the road. Thanks to the previous supplements, Yunhua and Qin Lang did not need to take action, and the disciples took action to stop them. It was just that the inner alchemy was not easy to distribute, and the originally intimate brothers and sisters also began to have gaps in their hearts. .

It took more than half a month for Qin Lang to finally reach the point on the map given by the system.

There is a vortex here, as long as it is involved, seven-tenths of it will be smashed into pieces, one-tenth of the soul will be split, one-tenth will fall into the abyss, and the last one-tenth will survive.

The whirlpool was in the middle of the gully, as if it was stuck in the deep gully and could not get out, which relieved the disciples who had experienced many dangers along the way.

The gully is deep and long, it is difficult to approach, and it is impossible to leap over it, so it can only be detoured. However, I don't know how long the gully is, and the group walked along the gully for more than an hour without seeing the end.

At night, the whirlwind wind in the gully was loud, and even though Qin Lang and others were separated by a long distance, the wind sound was still close to his ears.

Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed. Qin Lang opened his eyes, holding the Cangshuang Sword in his hand, and looked around.

Qin Lang pretended to walk around, and then pretended to be seduced by the shadow. After a while, he stopped and rushed back.

Sure enough, on the edge of the ravine cliff, Yun Hua and Lang Qianxing had already fought. And the disciples were also full of resentment, wishing they could kill Lang Qianxing.

Seeing Qin Lang coming back, all of them opened their mouths and eyes wide, and their faces were full of surprise.

Qin Lang hurriedly glanced at the place where they rested, and found that it was him lying on the ground in a pool of blood, exactly the same.

Qin Lang remained calm and flew towards Lang Qianxing.

When the two saw Qin Lang, they were stunned for a moment. They both took their swords. They seemed to want to understand what was going on. They looked towards Qin Lang, but unexpectedly, the vortex formed by the wind suddenly burst into a violent storm.

Lang Qianxing, who had stepped into the range swept away by the wind without knowing it, was suddenly swept in by the wind, like a leaf without any resistance.

Qin Lang rushed into the whirlpool with one step, and the speed was like a sword, breaking the wind blade in the whirlpool and reaching Lang Qianxing's side, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Lang Qianxing's belt.

"Master..." Lang Qianxing murmured, as if he had something to say, but also as if he was acting like a spoiled child. He blamed Qin Lang for leaving suddenly without telling him.