Strange World Little Cooking Saint - 947

Speaking from the heart, at the beginning, Yu felt that someone should be pretending to be Huan Zong, entrenched here. But seeing the spirit fluctuations on the two female disciples, it was not so sure for a while.

Lin Yuan had told her before that Huan Zong was around here in the past. Maybe when the fantasy sect moved away, it was not necessarily because of the people left behind.

Compared with the former guess, Shi Yu prefers the latter, but no matter what, he has to check it out before knowing it.

Her spirit continued to extend along the maple forest. Before leaving the maple forest, she saw disciples in twos and threes gathering together to discuss something along the way.

Looking at their young faces and their unworldly eyes, Shi Yu felt that the surrounding scenery had come to life.

“…I don’t know when I can break through this combination?”

“Speaking of which Brother Bu was praised by the head half a month ago, he will soon become an inner disciple. I really envy him.”

“If we can also become inner disciples, that would be great.”

…

These conversations are sparse and common, but young people’s expectations for the future are very dazzling.

Shi Yu frowned, she wanted to continue playing inside. As a result, as soon as it passed from behind a maple tree, I saw an old woman who appeared in front of me at some unknown time.

Shi Yu was taken aback and wanted to go subconsciously, but found that his body could not move unless he escaped into the fairy house…

But at this moment the old woman had already said, “The guest came from afar, why didn’t you dare to enter the mountain gate openly, but so sneaky?”

When this was said, Yu’s face blushed, “No wonder senior, junior is just curious.”

The old woman seems to be used to this explanation, but when she looks at Shi Yu there is still a strange look in her eyes, “The world is very curious about my Phantom Sect. People who want to break in are unknown, but few can break in smoothly. It’s countable. I think you have the power of the soul, why don’t you come with me to see the deacon elder.”

So in the next instant, Shi Yu found himself in a palace on the mountainside. The clouds and mist under my feet are misty, walking on it, I feel like walking in the palace of clouds.

The old woman imprisoned Shi Yu and disappeared, replaced by a mean-looking middle-aged man. He didn’t wait for Yu to speak, and even searched her storage bag directly.

The storage bag is the most private thing for cultivators, and it is generally not allowed to be touched at will. Shi Yu didn’t expect the people here to be so arrogant that he would search his body if he didn’t agree with him. But they didn’t mean to hurt her life for the time being, so she had to bear it too.

There are many things in Shiyu’s storage bag, and many of them were brought out of the Demon Abyss.

Sure enough, the middle-aged man frowned when he saw the contents in her storage bag, “Who is Ye Li, the silver light gun? You are also related to you? No, you are all these things. Where did it come from?”

When Shi Yu watched him flip through the simple exercises, his brows became more frowning. It wasn’t until the end that he took a cyan-gold token out of his storage bag that his expression changed drastically.

“Huan Zong Ling?” He squinted at Shi Yu. Shi Yu only felt that killing intent came from all directions, making her as if she had fallen into the ice, so cold, “How can this thing be in your hands? ”

Seeing that he actually took out the token, Shi Yu was also very unhappy, “It was given to me by the teacher.” When she left the phantom sect, the head of the sect gave her the token, saying that it was the only thing in the phantom sect. One is usually kept by the descendants of the sect. If something happens to the suzerain, she can take this token and directly become the new suzerain.

“Nonsense! This token is a descendant of my fantasy sect, how can you get it as an outsider?” The murderous intent in the middle-aged man’s eyes surged, but in the end he restrained it. He let the people next to him watch Shi Yu, while he took the token and left.

Shi Yu’s face was slightly dark, the token was given by the head, so she just quietly attached a wisp of spirit to it. Lost is not afraid of losing this thing. What she is strange now is the attitude of this middle-aged man.

This token is indeed an artifact of the phantom sect. If this “phantom sect” is false, then how does this person know?

Moreover, what made Shi Yu feel weird was that her cultivation level here seemed to be abolished, her spiritual power was stagnant, and only the spirits could pass through unimpededly. The people who looked at her by the side had a higher cultivation base than her, and the three fire spirits were hidden in her body, and they were not willing to show up at all.

This is weird.

Shi Yu could feel that the token was getting farther and farther away from him, but he could still know the approximate location. She was sure that the reason why the middle-aged man would leave was because he continued to talk to the person above.

She has to wait patiently.

Sure enough, nearly two quarters of an hour passed, and there was an order on it, saying that it was to take her to see the head.

Shi Yu was escorted to sit on a crane, and the crane whispered and passed through the clouds. Sitting on the crane, Shi Yu looked down and found that there was something similar to Yun Palace, such as the lake in the middle of the mountain, which was exactly the same as Yun Palace.

The inner gate of Yun Palace is in the water. Could it be that the inner gate here is also in this lake?

When this thought flashed through Shi Yu’s mind, he saw the crane flying up to the top of the mountain and swooping towards the middle of the lake.

As soon as the water enters, the scenery changes again, and the inner door arrives.

It was probably because Shi Yu was stunned for a while, and did not get off the back of the crane in time, the crane slammed her a little violently, twisted her butt and flew away.

Shi Yu watched the crane’s shadow disappear on the nine heavens, and didn’t care about it, but became calmer.

Unlike the outside, most of the young girls who appeared in the inner door were delicate faces. When they saw Shi Yu, an outsider, most of their eyes showed curiosity.

At this time, Shi Yu also noticed that the power of the soul of these inner disciples was not bad. Before, compared to the other seniors in the fantasy sect, they seemed to be much stronger.

The most important thing is that Phantom Sect is notoriously few people. But here… she could see dozens of them.

Shi Yu was extremely surprised, and did not continue to speak, but silently followed the guide to continue walking, and finally came to a place next to Qingjian.

There is a tall stone on one side of Qingjian, on which a beautiful woman is sitting cross-legged and practicing. She was dressed in a gold-red dress with gold ornaments on her hairpin. She did not look like a cultivator of misty nine days, but rather like a flower of wealth in the world. But when she opened her eyes and turned to look at Shi Yu, Shi Yu was shocked by the aura of her body.

This kind of aura, even today’s Human Race Sword Master does not have it.

The woman on the high platform looked down at Shi Yu, her eyes obscure and violent. What she was playing with was the green gold token searched from Shi Yu just now.