"I will be careful..." Without saying anything, Su Yin shook his lightly and rushed out.

The Qing Yuan Sect was counted as the last of the eighteen sects. In addition, they came late and sat in the place where they were just in the corner of the hall near the gate. When they walked out, they did not attract anyone's attention.

"..." Seeing that he really walked out, Shao Qing was about to cry.

It would be fine if he chose a medicinal material with the opposite attributes of many disciples of Hanyun Sect, but now he ran out again... For a moment, he had the illusion of being about to be cool.

Be careful that there is nothing to do with it. Once you catch it, it is me who brings it, and the entire Qingyuan Sect may be finished!

Thinking of this, she was sweating profusely. Shao Qing had no expectation for choosing a relative, but only hoped to return to the clan alive...

...

The night wind is cool and the cold air is everywhere.

Hanyun Sect is located on a towering mountain peak, with ice and snow all year round, and the weather looks particularly cold.

The disciples who guard the palace are now all going in to distribute storage rings and organizing a bride selection meeting. Therefore, there are not many people around, which is the best opportunity to find Song Yu's hair.

Otherwise, if there were people everywhere at other times, with his current strength, let alone searching, he might be caught when he went out.

Run the method of Song Yu raising fish, carefully sense the direction, and move forward slowly.

Although his current cultivation level is not too high, with the help of the power of the Tai Chi diagram, he can easily suppress the energy fluctuations in his body without attracting the attention of others.

Even the peak Golden Immortal powerhouse is difficult to detect without using spiritual sense to detect it.

Following the sensing in my heart, he walked along the way. After walking for more than ten minutes, Su Yin stopped.

"How come this place looks so desolate?"

The places I just walked were all towering buildings, with halls one after another. As a result, I got here, it was a dilapidated fenced courtyard. I don’t know if it was inside the Hanyuan Sect, but I thought I had reached the home of a farmer.

There are weeds all around, and there is a small thatched house in the fence. The sensation brought by the holy body that Song Yu mentioned is inside.

Putting aside the doubts in his heart, Su Yin narrowed his eyes, and lines appeared in his eyes, and he quickly looked around at the thatched house.

As the successor of the banned saint, whether there is a ban here or not? It doesn’t need to be investigated. You can clearly see it by taking a look. It’s soon confirmed that the one in front of you is an ordinary thatched hut with nothing!

Not to mention the ban, there is not even a trap.

Although it was full of strangeness, he knew that if he had come out for a long time and if he didn't go back, it would cause trouble if he didn't do it well. He gritted his teeth and Su Yin pushed the door and walked in.

The courtyard was extremely quiet, with no lights or lights. However, Su Yin had a strong eye. Even if it was dark, the surrounding situation could be clearly seen.

"It seems no one..."

After looking around, he found that there was no one in the yard. Su Yin breathed a sigh of relief, quietly pushed open the door of the hut and walked in.

"this……"

Close the door and turned around, Su Yin was startled.

In the room that is not spacious, there is a coffin cast from some unknown material. It is so cold that it feels a little unbearable before it gets close. Even the immortals may be frozen.

Fortunately, his body has reached the quasi-immortal realm. Otherwise, with the strength of the seventh level of the true immortal, he might be frozen as soon as he enters the house.

No wonder there is no formation, seal, and this coffin can stop everything.

At the center of the sect is a thatched hut with a coffin... No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel weird.

"Is the hair that Teacher Song Yu mentioned was put here?"

He frowned and sensed it. The coffin was empty and nothing was found. Instead, there was a little fluctuation behind the coffin.

After walking around the coffin a few steps, I came to the wall of the hut. Sure enough, I saw a purse placed on the stone platform against the wall.

The size of a table tennis ball, with embroidery techniques on it, painted with two mandarin ducks, which are bright red and charming, and are exactly the same as the one Luo Xuanji had before.

"Is it pretending to be Teacher Song Yu's hair?" Su Yin was stunned.

I thought that a saint's hair would be difficult to find and would definitely be hidden, but I didn't expect that it would be placed so obviously in this broken thatched hut.

I reached out and grabbed it. The purse was held in the palm of my hand and opened it gently. Sure enough, I saw three black hairs placed inside.

When I pinched one, I felt a powerful force contained it, which could be perfectly integrated with the magic tricks taught by Song Yu.

"That's it?"

Su Yin found it incredible to put the purse into the storage ring.

I thought it would be very troublesome, but I didn’t expect it to be so easy... Could it be that he is the son of luck? He is so lucky that he is against the will of heaven?

Just when he was full of joy, the coffin behind him suddenly gently cut open, and a figure in a red robe sat up straight.

The whole process was silent, without making any sound, or even the energy fluctuations, and even Su Yin, who was so close to him, did not notice it.
Chapter completed!