Gaoling Village.

Feng Yi originally thought the grotto was deep, but after walking a long way, he suddenly became clear and a valley appeared in front of him.

There was another world in the cave.

Feng Yi recalled the situation he had just seen outside the cave, and suddenly realized it in his heart, turned to Biyao beside him and said, "Do you feel it? This place is somewhat similar to the secret realm of the East China Sea." Biyao said, "It's not bad. But in terms of pattern and momentum, it's a little bit worse."

As he said that, Bi Yao smiled meaningfully: "Maybe you will understand the reason when you meet the high priest a moment."

Feng Yi saw that he and she kept it a secret, and had no idea when he thought about it, so he smiled and said nothing.

The valley is quite large, and the buildings are hidden under the green bamboos and are very quiet.

The moonlight is like water, sprinkling in the quiet valley, looking as peaceful and peaceful as a paradise.

As soon as he entered the valley, Tao Ya smelled the fresh breath of bamboo leaves and immediately couldn't help but struggle. Biyao also became familiar with the little guy's temperament and patted her a few times in anger, but she still followed her wishes and leaned over and put her on the ground.

As soon as Tao Ya hit the ground, he ran away.

Feng Yi considered that this place was the secret core of someone else and was about to call her, but Bi Yao said, "It's okay, Tao Ya is here, but he is more popular than you and me."

The valley at night is very quiet.

Not far from the grottoes, the old-looking barbarian elder suddenly came in the darkness. Feng Yi looked at him a few times, showing a look of surprise. Before he could ask, he heard the barbarian elder speak, "Two, please follow me."

Feng Yi suppressed his surprise and bowed, "Please!"

Then the elders of the barbarian tribe walked in front to guide the two of them.

Feng Yize looked at Biyao in surprise. Biyao smiled and nodded, confirming Feng Yi's guess. Feng Yi knew it and immediately had some guesses about the civil strife of the high mountain tribe.

Shaoqing, Feng Yi and Biyao came to a building in the middle of the valley together and met the noble high priest of the Gaoshan tribe.

Along the way, Feng Yi felt many auras, either far or near, and it was obvious that there were quite a few people living in this valley. When Feng Yi walked into the hall, Chi Lin, who had taken the lead, had already arrived, and was lowering his eyebrows and listening to the teachings. Beside the high priest, there were still two people with quite strong auras standing quietly.

After seeing Feng Yi and the others, the high priest stopped talking and waved his hand to let Chi Lin stand beside him, while her gentle eyes looked at Feng Yi.

The high priest sat upright with a gentle expression. She had silver hair and very light wrinkles on her face. She wore plain barbarian style clothing and smiled before she could speak, giving people a sense of closeness and kindness.

However, Feng Yi was keen. Although the high priest was very hiding, he still felt that the decay in the other party's aura should be injured. Feng Yi could sense the other party's injuries, and naturally he could clearly feel the high priest's aura that was different from ordinary people.

In an instant, Bi Yao's words just appeared in Feng Yi's heart, and he suddenly understood the source of the magic here.

"Feng Yi, Chaoyang Peak of Qingyun Gate, has seen the high priest!" Although he was thinking constantly, Feng Yi did not have any strangeness on his face, so he bowed his hand first.

The high priest did not support himself, stood up and bowed slightly, and said, "Your Excellency, do you know if there is any clear proof?" Feng Yi chuckled in surprise: "Your Excellency is caution-" This was the first time he had encountered a self-certified identity. After a moment of pondering, his palm was clenched, and a ball of flame ignited from the center of his palm.

The flame was ordinary, and in the eyes of ordinary people like Chi Lin, it seemed like it was just an ordinary light of light.

But in the eyes of those who practice, that little bit of fire poses great threat. Because when the leaping fire appears, the bright lights in the entire lobby are compared by it and become an existence that no one can ignore.

The two people who were originally standing behind the high priest immediately stepped out with a cautious look on their faces, stood in front of the high priest, and separated her from Feng Yi.

"Let's go back, there's no need to be nervous."

"This distinguished guest has no malicious intentions..."

The high priest's eyes flashed with strange colors, revealing the surprised and emotional expression in her heart. That ball of fire was different in the eyes of people like the high priest. Ordinary people think it is fire, and practitioners think it is Dharma. Only with a high vision can one see the sword intent in the flame power.

The two of them looked at each other and retreated as they said.

"'Shaoyang Sword Qi' is indeed a clear proof!" The high priest nodded and met again formally and said, "Shangyang Mountain Baishi, I have seen Master Qingyun Feng! The previous rudeness was due to the helplessness of the current situation. Please forgive me!"

Feng Yi took back the flame and returned the gift: "It's okay, you are polite!"

He also noticed the "Shangyang Mountain Bo Clan" in the high priest's mouth. Before he could say anything, the high priest said again: "Two distinguished guests, please sit down!—Lin'er." Chi Lin hurriedly stood up and replied: "Master!" The high priest said: "Supply tea for the two distinguished guests."

Bi Yao sat in a free manner. Although Feng Yi was full of doubts, he was not in a hurry.

After a while, Chi Lin poured fragrant tea. The tea from the Central Plains was spread to southern Xinjiang, and there were also significant changes. Some materials with slightly lighter odor were added to the tea, and it smelled like a drug.

Bi Yao explained softly: "Southern Xinjiang has a lot of dampness and miasma. When drinking tea, I like to add some medicinal materials to deal with dampness and miasma." Feng Yi nodded suddenly and took a sip. In the fragrance of the tea, there was also a medicinal flavor that was not very suitable. However, if you drink more, you can gradually taste it.

Of course, Feng did not come for tea tasting, so it was just a polite taste.

The high priest said, "The southern border is deserted and remote, and it is not as beautiful as the Central Plains. There are more things to be careless when it is neglected!" Feng Yi replied with a smile: "Your Excellency, you are too polite - I have something unknown. Can you solve the doubts of the High priest?"

The high priest said, "Please speak."

Feng Yi said: "'Shaoyang Xuanyan' is a secret skill of this sect. Why can the high priest recognize it at a glance?" It turned out that Feng Yi did not directly evolve the sword energy, and it also meant to be tempted.

The high priest smiled and said, "I had been traveling to the Central Plains many years ago and had the honor to witness it, so I recognized it. Of course, there are also real people who have not hidden it so that I can see the mystery."

Feng Yi said unexpectedly: "So it is still an old friend?"

The high priest said lightly: "It's just a blessing to witness it, and it's just a chance meeting."

Seeing that the high priest had no intention of talking in depth, Feng Yi thought to himself, "What a pity". It seems that he can't get any connection. He looked at Biyao sideways, Biyao raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled at the corners of his lips, signaling him to do whatever he wants. Feng Yi turned around and pondered for a short time and said, "High priest, please forgive me for being rude - I dare to ask if you are from a demon clan?"

The high priest smiled faintly and looked over with deep eyes: "As the real person saw, I am indeed from the demon clan, and I was originally from the Bai clan of Shangyang Mountain's 'Youyuetu'."

Although Feng Yi had long speculated, he still looked surprised after confirming it.

Moreover, the magical nature of this place is similar to the secret realm, which is thought to be derived from the unique talented magical powers of the demon spirit clan. However, Feng Yi lacked enough knowledge and had never heard of the demon clan "Youyue Rabbit". At the same time, he also understood why Bi Yao had said that Tao Ya was more popular here than them.

Although Tao Yi was praised as a "fearing beast" by the world, he also belonged to the demon clan. Naturally, he was more trusted and close to humans than Feng Yi and Biyao.

But Feng Yi still had doubts: "But, Your High Priest, Your current identity—"

"Master," Chi Lin said when he heard this, "Let me tell you about this?" The high priest looked at him, and saw that his expression was firm, and smiled gently. She understood that the disciple's move was to show her position and attitude, so she nodded slightly and replied to affirmation.

Chi Lin was encouraged and stood up excitedly: "Since the tribe was founded, our Gaoshan tribe has served as the high priest. For many years, our tribe and the spiritual tribe have supported each other and helped each other, so that they can take root and survive in this dangerous and barbaric land in southern Xinjiang! In my opinion, our tribe and the spiritual tribe are inseparable relatives. It is even more legitimate to be the master as the high priest and cannot tolerate villains slandering!"

His words were passionate and loud.

Feng Yi noticed that one of the two guards standing behind the high priest was the human race. He agreed very much when he heard Chi Lin's words, revealing the feeling of comfort in supporting his beard.

Feng Yi even heard some profound meanings from Chi Lin's words.

However, he did not talk deeply about this, but just nodded and exclaimed: "So that's it! The human race and the demon race live in harmony and share weal and woe, which is rare in the real world!"

Bi Yao disagreed with Feng Yi's perfunctory words. Seeing that he knew the basic information, he said, "Your Excellency, you were unable to keep your promise because of my Ghost King Sect Holy Sect. Now the head of Qingyun is always trustworthy? - We are here for the 'Shangyang Cave' today, so please tell me!"

The high priest smiled, and did not mind Bi Yao's tone, and explained: "Since the demise of the Tianhu clan of Huqi Mountain, the members of the Ghost King Sect have gradually changed, becoming more sinister and fierce. Most of our companions who came out of Shangyang Mountain are gentle and do not like fighting. If they lose contact with Tianhu, they dare not be involved with your Ghost King Sect again."

Bi Yao was dissatisfied: "For so many years, you have never had contact with the Ghost King Sect. You just deny us based on the rumored words from the outside world. Isn't it too arrogant and arbitrary?"

The high priest still smiled gently: "Miss, don't be angry. We are willing to be cautious and dare not be careless at all. Please forgive me!"

After all, the Holy Sect Ghost King Sect is too bad, and neutral forces dare not trust it rashly. On the contrary, the "Qingyun Sect" that has been standing for thousands of years is enough to reduce a lot of trouble with just these three words. After all, compared with the demon sect that is famous outside, people would rather be more inclined to the world's best decent faction.

Bi Yao obviously knew this principle, so although she was angry, she did not get entangled here.

After such a quiet moment, the high priest continued to speak: "The two 'Shangyang Cave' that you want to know are in no way. It is on the Shangyang Mountain, the former land of our clan. Moreover, since the two mentioned 'Shangyang Cave', I also knew the intentions of them."

Under the surprised eyes of the two, the high priest calmed down his gentle temperament and said with a solemn expression: "I can tell you all the news about the 'Shangyang Cave' and promised not to stop the two of them from collecting the 'Xuanhuo Essence', but--"

Her words changed, her eyes brightly.

"What are you going to exchange for?"

When the high priest mentioned the "Xuanhuo Essence", Feng Yi knew that the other party had no false words. He pondered for a moment, but he didn't plan to take the means of force and robbery, there seemed to be no other choice. Moreover, Feng Yi had some expectations for the exchange mentioned by the high priest after talking about it.
Chapter completed!