Regarding Yue Zi's doubts, Liu Qinghuan didn't wait to argue, and only said: "So you can't escape, are you going to accept your fate?"

Even if he felt pessimistic, Yue Xu couldn't say anything like accepting his fate. After thinking about it for a long time, he found that it was really better than being like the first day of the New Year, blindly and optimistic, and completely believing in Liu Qinghuan.

Because it was almost impossible for him to escape from Xue Zubian's body by himself. Then, there was only one way to believe Liu Qinghuan.

I believe that his unfathomable master can take them out of this cage.

Walking eastward, thousands of miles away.

After a few days, they found that Xue Zhen's words were true. Giant Rock City might be the best city in the sky, because they never saw such a big city along the way. At most, they passed through small villages where monsters gathered, and they were all dilapidated.

Fortunately, there was the first day of the lunar calendar, otherwise they would have been able to reach the Fortune Sect by relying on their legs alone.

On this day, they arrived in front of a big river, and opposite the river, black mountains were creeping on the ground like giant dragons, and the grass and trees on the mountain looked much lusher than elsewhere.

"We're here." Liu Qinghuan looked ahead: "Buquzong should be hiding in this mountain range."

The voice of Chuyi came: "Master, there is a small town over there. Do we want to go there first to inquire?"

"No need." Liu Qinghuan thought for a moment and said, "You restore your true body to its original size and fly directly from above the town."

In the first year of junior high school, she didn't understand why her master ordered such a command. She was just very obedient, so her body, which was not small, became bigger and bigger.

The two huge wings spread out completely, covering a hundred miles in an instant. Before they could get close to the town, they caused a burst of exclamation below.

There was a sound of breaking through the air and approaching quickly. Chuyi flapped his wings and blew a fierce and strong wind. The arrows shot immediately became messy and fell one after another.

"Cry~!"

A long sound spread throughout the world, and the world heard it. At the command of Liu Qinghuan, the first day of the first day passed the town and entered the black mountains.

"Master, do you want the Buqu Sect to know that we are here?" Yue Ziqiu guessed.

Liu Qing laughed and said, "It's too wasteful for Buqu Zong to hide in the mountain guard formation. It's too time-consuming to ask slowly. It's better to let them come out by themselves."

"Can it work?" Yue Xie was a little disbelief, but soon, she saw the space above a mountain in front rippling like water waves, and two monks wearing gray-blue Taoist robes walked out.

The two looked up at the big bird in the air and shouted, "I don't know which immortals are coming, please come down and speak."

Soon, the big bird slowly landed on the top of the mountain, and saw two people coming down from the bird's back. The man walking in front was tall and had a transcendent demeanor. Even though his attitude was gentle, he still gave people a feeling of looking up.

Liu Qinghuan glanced at the two of them, took out a token, and said, "I want to see your sect leader."

A quarter of an hour later, he was invited into the main hall of the Buqu Sect and was presented with Qing tea.

The first servant stood behind him, quietly looking around, and whispered: "This Buqu Sect looks a little bit better. I thought I had returned to the outside, but the spiritual energy here... doesn't seem to be very rich?"

Yue Zi glanced at the attendant at the door and said, "It doesn't matter if the spiritual energy is not abundant, as long as you can use spiritual power."

As soon as they stepped into the gate of the Buqu Sect, they found that the spiritual power that had not been moved had been unblocked, and they were already very happy.

Yue Xu was interested in the token that Liu Qinghuan took out just now, so he asked, "Master, why did the other party let us in after seeing your token?"

Liu Qinghuan said lightly: "That is the token issued by the Nine Heavens Immortal Alliance in the Human Realm. If the other party was accidentally swallowed by Xue Zubian to practice, he should recognize the token."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "creak" sound, and the door of the palace opened, and a gray-haired old man appeared at the door with a few people.

The other party glanced here, walked quickly, and bowed, "I heard that there were distinguished guests from Banshan Academy coming to my door. I was overjoyed. Don't be surprised if I came late."

Liu Qinghuan stood up and greeted the other party: "You are kind to fellow Taoist, you are here for a rash visit. I am the one from Yunmengze, Wanhu Realm, and the Taoist name is Qinglin, I don't know you are..."

"Looking at me, I was so happy that I forgot to introduce myself." The old man smiled, looked at Liu Qinghuan quietly, and handed back the token I had sent in before.

"I am now the leader of the Buqu Sect. I have been in the abdomen for more than three thousand years. I have forgotten the Taoist name before, but I gave me a nickname called Master Jinchen..."

"Master of Ember!"

"Why, fellow Taoist has heard of my name?"

"How can I not hear it!" Liu Qinghuan looked at the other party in surprise: "Immortal Ding Sect, who was born in the Supreme Realm of Guangxiao, is a tool cultivator that is hard to see in the world. He has refined three Xuantian Spiritual Treasures, famous as the master of weapon refining realm of the Three Thousand Realms, Jinchen!"

"I didn't expect that after so long, there was still someone in this world who remembered me, alas!" Jin Jin sighed with emotion, revealing a trace of nostalgia for the past.

Liu Qinghuan's eyes became a little hot when he saw him, and he heard this: "Whenever he touched the refining tool, who wouldn't know the master? Your name and name are now engraved on each tool, which makes countless future generations admire him..."

Speaking of this, he paused and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

Jin Jin understood and said, "People in the world probably think I am dead, right? But they are not wrong. Entering this place is not much different from dying."

He asked Liu Qinghuan again: "Fellow Daoist Qinglin should have just arrived at the top of his stomach, right?"

"Yes." Liu Qinghuan nodded, thinking of the other party's previous words: "The master has been here for more than three thousand years? Have you tried to escape over the years?"

Jin Jin sighed and said, "Of course I have tried it more than once, but unfortunately I failed. If fellow Taoists came this time, they were looking for a strategy to escape from the bottom of their stomachs, I would have to be disappointed."

Liu Qinghuan was not disappointed. He had expected this result before coming and said, "Why does the master want to go out?"

Jin Jin was silent for a moment and said firmly: "Of course!"

As he said that, he pointed to the people behind him: "All the people of my Buqu Sect gathered here. From beginning to end, they only have one purpose, that is, to find a way to leave this ghost place and never stop until death!"

Liu Qing laughed: "It just so happens that I think so!"

Both sides have the same purpose, so all differences can be put aside, and the atmosphere in the hall immediately becomes extremely friendly.

Moreover, Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but admire Jin Jin: the other party was trapped here for three thousand years, but he still did not give up his original intention, which shows that his will is extremely firm!

What's more, Jin Jin is also a well-known weapon refining master!

If he can get along well with him, then his fairy gourd...
Chapter completed!