When the whole eastern region was boiling for the battle of Yulong mountain.


    Xiao Changfeng has returned to Dawu with Zhao Sanqing and others.


    This time Xiao Changfeng didn''t go to Kyoto.


    But went straight to Qinglong mountain.


    Qinglong mountain is still the same. Xiao Changfeng opens the yin-yang nine palace array to let everyone enter.


    "What a rich aura, almost a hundred times that of the outside."


    Stepping into Qinglong mountain and rolling aura, it''s like walking into an oasis from a desert.


    The rich aura turns into fog, which makes people''s pores open and greedy absorption.


    At first glance, it is lush.


    On the cliffs, between the cliffs, and even on both sides of the stone steps, there are miraculous drugs everywhere.


    When arranging the yin-yang nine palace array, Xiao Changfeng sowed many miraculous seeds.


    Under the nourishment of a hundred times aura, it is also crazy to grow. The strongest one has been used for 50 or 60 years now.


    You know, it''s only half a year since the establishment of Qinglong mountain.


    If it goes on like this, there will be a hundred year elixir in a short time.


    If you continue to nourish, I''m afraid it''s not impossible to have a millennium elixir or even a millennium elixir.


    "Master Xiao, your environment here is much better than my medicine King residence, but it deserves the name of a small Holy Land!"


    Zhao Sanqing stroked his beard and smiled, his face full of joy.


    The whole Qinglong mountain is equivalent to a large medicine garden, which is a great temptation for him who is crazy about refining medicine.


    "Every time I come here, I can feel master Xiao''s magical means, and I have to admire it!"


    Xue Feixian also appreciated.


    He traveled far and wide and also visited the holy land, so he appreciated Qinglong mountain even more.


    After all, all those holy places have accumulated for thousands of years, and they are still saints.


    However, Qinglong mountain is only a Dharma array of Xiao Changfeng, which can rival the holy land. How extraordinary.


    "Anyway, you have your residence here. You can live as long as you want."


    Xiao Changfeng smiled and waved to mark Zhao Sanqing and Xue Feixian.


    In this way, they can go in and out freely.


    "Thank you, master Xiao!"


    Feeling the existence of the brand, two faces showed a happy face.


    "You don''t have to thank me. You don''t leave thousands of miles and go to Dayuan to rescue me. I wrote down this feeling. It''s just a small reward."


    Xiao Changfeng waved his hand.


    "Sing!"


    The spirit fog surged, and a huge figure emerged from the spirit fog.


    It is the spirit of Yin Yang nine palace array, fog and green dragon.


    At this time, the fog green dragon is more handsome and lifelike than before. Its body, which was originally 100 meters long, has now grown to 150 meters.


    "Xiaoqing!"


    A cheerful voice sounded from Xiao Changfeng''s wrist.


    The Hydra quickly recovered, separated from Xiao Changfeng''s wrist and turned into a 500 meter long real body again.


    "You two go and play!"


    Xiao Changfeng smiled and then waved them away.


    Suddenly, the Double Dragons danced in the air and rolled in the spirit fog.


    Xiao Changfeng took Zhao Sanqing and others along Lingwu avenue to the wind and rain Pavilion on the top of the mountain.


    "Ten thousand years of wind and rain, you and I are in the same boat!"


    Looking at the wind and rain Pavilion, Xiao Changfeng couldn''t help thinking of Lin Ruoyu.


    Once bit by bit, a moment is floating in my heart.


    "If it rains, you wait for me, I will find you!"


    When the door was opened, the huge portrait in the wind and rain Pavilion made Xiao Changfeng''s thoughts emerge.


    But soon, Xiao Changfeng suppressed this yearning.


    He waved and let the Ivy grow into four seats.


    Four people are seated.


    "Lord Xue, have you learned your soul summoning skill?"


    Xiao Changfeng took the lead in asking Xue Feixian.


    At the beginning, he taught Xue Feixian the soul summoning technique. Originally, he thought it would take him two or three years to master it.


    "Master Xiao, the soul summoning technique is worthy of being a magical secret method that can summon souls. It''s very complex. I''m also closed for half a year. I can barely master it, but every time I summon the soul in red, I only have a very short time."


    Hearing Xiao Changfeng''s inquiry, Xue Feixian showed a satisfied smile on her face.


    For him, it''s better to see red again than anything else.


    Now he no longer needs to drink to relieve his worries, and the whole person is becoming more and more threatening.


    "By the way, master Xiao, you asked me to find out about your mother. I''ve been closed for half a year. Now I''m out of the customs and can explore."


    For Xue Feixian, falling in red is the most important thing in life.


    Therefore, after receiving the soul summoning technique, he studied and practiced hard for the first time, and he didn''t have time to do Xiao Changfeng''s things.


    Xiao Changfeng also understood this.


    "Lord Xue, Lord Zhao, I have found out that my mother''s disappearance is related to the ghost immortal sect. Do you know this sect?"


    Xiao Changfeng asked actively.


    Xue Feixian travels far and wide, and Zhao Sanqing has a wide range of knowledge.


    Maybe they know some news about guixianzong.


    "Ghost immortal sect!"


    Hearing the three words of guixianzong, Xue Feixian directly stood up with a miso, and his eyes were shocked.


    Xiao Changfeng''s eyes flashed and his face moved slightly.


    "Master Xiao, you don''t know. Nanjiang witch sect is a branch of ghost immortal sect."


    Zhao Sanqing sighed and took the initiative to speak.


    Southern witchcraft?


    Guixianzong branch?


    Xiao Changfeng frowned slightly and looked at Xue Feixian, waiting for his opening.


    "Master Xiao, I''ve been through the witch sect in southern Xinjiang for several times. I''m the most familiar."


    Xue Feixian sat down again and continued to speak.


    "Witchcraft is a great religion in southern Xinjiang, which is comparable to the Dawu Dynasty. There are four ancestors of the great energy territory, namely, the East witchcraft, the West witchcraft, the North witchcraft and the South witchcraft. Above the four ancestors, he is the leader of witchcraft and the strong one in the saint territory, named the witch saint!"


    "The witch saint is a member of the ghost immortal sect, and the whole witch sect is also a branch of the ghost immortal sect. I don''t know anything else, but they mainly collect souls, dead bodies and poisons. It seems that they are specially supplied to the ghost immortal sect."


    Xue Feixian told Xiao Changfeng some secrets.


    Sorcery is comparable to the holy land, and there are saints in it.


    There are also four ancestors of Da Neng territory.


    Such strength alone is enough to stand out from one side.


    You know, the Yuan Dynasty didn''t even have saints.


    "Soul? Dead body? Poison? This is what is needed to maintain the survival of ghosts and gods. Is the witch cult similar to a logistics department?"


    Ghosts and gods are loose immortals among ghost practitioners. They can''t become ghost immortals without going through the immortal robbery.


    Such ghosts and gods are not allowed by heaven and earth, and their existence is greatly limited.


    Not only can they survive in places with extremely Yin Qi.


    It needs a lot of energy to supplement, so as to survive.


    Xiao Changfeng knew ghosts and gods very well, so he soon guessed the truth.


    "The survival of ghosts and gods is far more difficult than other creatures. I''m afraid the so-called witch saint, like the Zhenwu saint, is the ghost servant of a certain ghost and God."


    Xiao Changfeng''s eyes were full and he had a guess in his heart.