The girl threw herself into Wu Xin's arms, like a wronged child who wanted to get some comfort after seeing her relatives reunited after a long absence.

Wuxin also showed a rare tenderness, not only hugged her into his arms, but also patted her back gently.

"Qing'er, you have suffered a lot these years."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.

"It's okay. It's okay now. With my sister here, no one can bully you."

Wuxin comforted her while using his spiritual consciousness to check the condition of her body.

In fact, although Jia Ruoyan was taken to the ghost prison, she did not suffer too much torture. In addition, the toxicity of the "Life and Death Pill" was also eliminated. She only meditated and practiced in Liang Yan's Taixu Gourd for about ten days.

, the injuries in his body have already fully recovered.

After Wuxin confirmed it with his spiritual consciousness, he felt relieved and smiled at Liang Yan: "I have been looking for Qing'er for so many years, but I still have no clue. I didn't expect that you would help me find it after going to the ghost prison."

Liang Yan smiled calmly: "So her name is 'Qing'er'?"

Wu Xin said: "Her real name is 'Ni Jiaqing', but she changed her name to 'Jia Ruoyan' after arriving in the human continent."

Liang Yan nodded, stood up and said, "Okay, everything that needs to be explained has been explained, and it's time for me to go find that senior."

After saying that, he walked out of the cave without looking back, turned into a ray of light and flew away into the distance.

Half an hour later, at the top of Shuiyue Cave, a remote mountain peak.

Liang Yan turned off the escape light, came outside a thatched cottage, and said softly: "Senior, I'm ready."

The thatched cottage was silent for a moment, the wooden door was pushed open, and an old man was seen walking out slowly with his hands behind his back.

"Have you confessed everything that needs to be confessed?"

"Um."

"Are there any unfulfilled wishes?"

"Everything disappears after death, so what kind of funeral arrangements are there for you?"

"good."

Fu Chen stroked his long beard and nodded slightly: "Since you have realized that you must die, then come with me."

After saying that, he pointed with his hand, and the clouds and mist on the back mountain disappeared, and a golden bridge appeared in mid-air.

One end of the Golden Bridge is erected on the top of the mountain, while the other end is submerged in the clouds and mist, but it is covered with dense white mist and cannot see the end at a glance.

Liang Yan said nothing and followed Fu Chen onto the Golden Bridge.

The two of them walked forward on the bridge, one behind the other. It seemed slow, but in fact, each step covered a distance of hundreds of feet.

As the two of them moved forward, the surrounding fog became thicker and thicker. Liang Yan had a vague feeling that the space in the distance seemed to be twisting and folding, and everything as far as the eye could see became psychedelic and unpredictable.

At this time, Fu Chen's voice came from the front: "This is the 'Nine Cloud Ladder', a top-secret place in Kunwu Mountain. No one in the entire Antarctic Fairy Continent knows about it except Linghu Bai and me.

Even Xiao Kunlun, the lord of Kunwu City, is no exception."

Liang Yan thought thoughtfully after hearing this: "Nine-layered Cloud Ladder is mentioned in the prophecy left by Linghu Bai and in the poems of the Queen Mother of the West. It seems that it must be here."

At this moment, the two of them had walked thousands of miles along the ladder. The clouds and fog around them were getting thicker and thicker, and they couldn't even see their fingers if they stretched out their hands.

Liang Yan looked up and saw Fu Chen's figure looming in the clouds, and his voice became less real.

"Boy, are you interested in hearing a story from the past?" Fu Chen suddenly asked.

"I would like to hear the details." Liang Yan said slowly.

"A long, long time ago, the Antarctic Fairy Continent was desolate. It was lacking in resources and sparsely populated. It was an uncivilized poisonous miasma in the vast human continent."

"At that time, it was very difficult to practice cultivation. Let alone becoming a saint, only a handful of people could cultivate to the realm of transformation. Therefore, there was no such huge force as Seven Mountains and Twelve Cities."

"But our human monks did not admit defeat. In order to defeat the wild beasts here, they continued to explore and create various mysterious spells. At the same time, they created one cultivation sect after another. Gradually, there are thousands of sects.

This continent has established a firm foothold. Although the environment is dangerous, the incense of the sect has been passed down from generation to generation."

"Among them, there is a small sect called "Lingyin Sect". The sect leader only has the cultivation level of the early stage of Jindan. There are only more than a hundred disciples under the sect. However, due to the special geographical environment, he lives in seclusion in a valley and is rarely exposed to the outside world.

Excuse me. As the name suggests, the sect of Lingyin and Lingyin is hidden in the world."

"Although Lingyin Sect is small, the atmosphere is very harmonious. The disciples in the sect, regardless of their level of cultivation, are all brothers and sisters. Although their cultivation speed is slow, no one is aware of this, so they are all content."

"Until one day, a Lingyin Sect disciple learned a secret technique from an outsider while practicing outside the valley. From then on, his cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds. He broke through two realms in a row within thirty years, and also broke through the bottleneck of the Juyuan realm.

, reaching the early stage of Jindan."

"Everything has changed since then."
Chapter completed!