Yu Luoxia is a leader among the foundation-building disciples of the Floating Palace. She has a ninth-level water spiritual root. She is only fifty years old, but she has already reached the perfection level of foundation-building.
It can be said that he is the leader of the younger generation of disciples in the Floating Palace. Of course, if he reaches the golden elixir, that is a different realm.
"Your Excellency, are you Senior Sister Yu Luoxiayu from the Floating Palace?" Zhan Taimingyue was the first to speak.
Although Zhan Tai Mingyue didn't like to deal with people and was not good at talking, in front of the outer sect, she was the senior sister, so she had to speak first.
The pretty woman in the aqua fairy skirt smiled, her eyes were like water, her voice was cool and refreshing, "Exactly, you two are fellow Taoists of the Sanqing Taoist Sect, right?"
Yu Luoxia said generously, looking at the two girls in front of her carefully.
The girl in snow clothes has calm eyes, as bright as the autumn moon and breeze, with cold temperament and cold expression.
The girl in green clothes has elegant eyebrows, a smile on her lips, clear eyes, a lively temperament, and a bright and warm expression.
One is as exquisite as carved from ice, and the other is as clear as carved from jade.
They are all first-class beauties, but they have completely different temperaments and expressions.
Yu Luoxia glanced twice, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her heart. She let out a light sigh, and then said, "Are these two Taoist friends the same ice jade girls from the Sanqing Taoist Sect?"
Before they could answer, Lingchu and the others heard Yu Luoxia say this, and a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes. When did their names become so widely worn? Even the disciples of other sects know about it?
Seeing the confusion in their eyes, Yu Luoxia covered her lips and smiled softly, "You two fellow Taoists, you don't need to think too much. You two must know that my sister Qiu Shui is on good terms with the monks of the Ling sect. Naturally, she has also heard about it. What's more, the two of them are really good-looking, which is rare in the world of cultivation. One of them has a spiritual body and the other has an immortal spiritual root, so they naturally attract the attention of various sects in the Eastern Continent."
This is true.
Just like the two Lingchu people, although they are not disciples of other sects, they still know some about the relatively outstanding disciples of other sects. For example, this Yu Luoxia, although her sister Yu Qiushui and Senior Sister Hongying They became friends, but the two of them learned that the person in front of them was named Yu Luoxia, who had excellent qualifications and had reached the Perfect Foundation, but it was not because of her sister.
Rather, before entering the ancient battlefield, the sect had already included the outstanding disciples of each sect in a book and distributed them to each disciple. This was to prevent the disciples of each sect from entering the ancient battlefield. know me.
Of course, more importantly, it is also convenient for the disciples to know who the person is, whether they can be beaten, whether they can be provoked, and whether they are friends or enemies.
It’s good to have a standard of measurement in mind.
"I think this is Junior Sister Zhantai," Yu Luoxia first looked at Zhantai Mingyue and then at Lingchu, "This is Junior Sister Yu. Seeing them is better than hearing them. They are indeed two great beauties."
Yu Luoxia's attitude was very kind. Lingchu and Zhan Taimingyue were not quarrelsome people, so they naturally smiled back.
"Senior Sister Yu is also a great beauty and has good qualifications. We are a little shy when Senior Sister praises us so much." Lingchu smiled sweetly, his eyebrows were crooked, and it was very pleasing to see her.
Yu Luoxia looked at Lingchu's smile and immediately smiled unconsciously.
"Senior Sister Yu wants to come here and come towards this treasure hall. Why don't you go in with me?" Zhan Taimingyue invited. The monks who came here must all come towards the treasure hall. This is nothing to think about, even if they If you don't invite someone, you'll have to go in together in the end. It's better to say it directly and look more kind and upright.
As the representative disciple of Fuyou Palace, Yu Luoxia was naturally a thoughtful person, with a clear mind and a smile on her face. She stretched out her hand and made a gesture of invitation, pointing to the palace from a distance.
So, the two-person party turned into a three-person party.
One in snow clothes, one in green clothes, and one in water-colored figures walked side by side towards the treasure hall.
After half a cup of tea, the three figures disappeared through the open door of the palace.
The surging Gengjin evil spirit and the thick coercion suddenly fell from the sky, pressing heavily on Lingchu's body. In an instant, the spiritual power and consciousness in the body became astringent and became very difficult to operate.
Moreover, it felt like a huge mountain was weighing on my body, making it difficult for me to move forward.
As soon as they entered the treasure hall, there was a strong pressure, mixed with the fierce Gengjin evil spirit, which fiercely suppressed the visitor.
The expressions of Lingchu and the other three people suddenly changed drastically. They raised their feet and took half a step with difficulty. Just between their breaths, large beads of sweat fell from their snow-white foreheads.
As if someone was pressing his neck with his hand, Lingchu was forced to lower his head slightly by the sudden pressure. The floor tiles of the palace were as clean as a mirror, reflecting the pale color on Lingchu's jade-like face.
In the treasure hall, there are two pressures intertwined with each other, entangled, and fighting. Even if the two pressures are not directed at the people and monsters who come in, they are just the aftermath, but they still suppress the monks who come in and find it difficult to move.
Facing the huge pressure, Lingchu slowly raised his neck, and first looked sideways. Zhan Taimingyue and Yu Luoxia, who were also suppressed by the pressure, felt slightly condensed in their hearts.
Then he looked up and looked ahead, where there were several figures walking forward with the same difficulty and slowness.
The distance between the two sides is more than ten meters.
As for this palace, although it looks extremely exquisite from the outside, the space inside is not small, with a radius of 100 meters.
Looking far into the distance, there is a high platform in the innermost part of the palace. On the high platform, there are two light groups, one golden and one white. They are hidden in the light groups. The view is not clear and it is not clear what is inside.
However, looking at the Gengjin evil aura emanating from the white light group, as well as the demonic aura soaring into the sky, it is not difficult to guess that there may be the remains of the white tiger, the mythical beast that the demon clan is looking for.
I just don’t know what is going on opposite the remains of the mythical beast white tiger, in the golden light group that is obviously fighting against the mythical beast white tiger.
However, Lingchu guessed that among them, they should be human monks.
Because this is an ancient battlefield, the space where humans and demons battled back then. In this space, the opposite of the demon clan should be the human race.
To be able to confront the divine beast White Tiger for so many years, I think both of them must have died. Now it is just the power after death that is still so terrifying and can last for such a long time. The human monk in this golden light group, The lowest level must be the existence of the Transformation God, maybe even higher than the Transformation Soul.
Lingchu's eyes lit up slightly. This was really a great opportunity. It's hard to say that this trip to the ancient battlefield was the biggest gain.
Naturally, Lingchu was not the only one who had the same idea.
The demon monks looked at the white light group with excited expressions.
The human monk's eyes lit up as he looked at the golden ball of light.
