The reason why the forbidden area can become a forbidden area is, of course, because there are important things in it.


    In fact, bandit Shuai was wrong. Even at this critical juncture when Juling sect was fighting Biyun sect, the forbidden area on the back mountain of Juling sect was guarded by at least four elders of five Qi venerable cultivation.


    Four or five cottages looked very simple, but Yang Xuan didn''t dare to despise them.


    Because in these cottages, there are four five Qi dignitaries inside.


    Yang Xuan pressed his breath to the lowest. Together with bandit Shuai, both of them seemed to turn into ordinary stones, but these two stones would move.


    Bypass the thatched cottage and several ordinary disciples. Taking advantage of the night, Yang Xuan and bandit Shuai finally approached the entrance.


    The entrance is a stone gate, black.


    Cliffs are also stone, black.


    Yang Xuan looked at bandit Shuai and showed the color of inquiry.


    The robber Shuai opened his mouth, but made no sound. He just spoke to Yang Xuan with his mouth.


    Yang Xuan understood. What bandit Shuai said was that the door was open when he came last time.


    Yang Xuan''s mind tried to reach out to the stone gate.


    No news.


    The black stone gate strangely blocked his mind outside.


    Yang Xuan came forward and tried to push it, motionless.


    Yang Xuan looked at the robber and asked silently, "where is the key?"


    He had seen a key hole on the stone gate, plum blossom shaped.


    Robber Shuai looked blankly: "I don''t know."


    Yang Xuan was silent. This feeling of entering Baoshan but having to return empty handed made him very uncomfortable.


    In desperation, he took the robber Shuai back.


    It was not until he retreated three or four miles away that he put the bandit Shuai on the ground and stared at him.


    "Look what I''m doing, I don''t know the stone gate is closed. The last time I went in, he really opened it." robber Shuai was horrified by Yang Xuan and argued.


    Yang Xuan also knew that this really could not be strange and handsome, but he was very anxious and had an unspeakable boredom.


    "Go back to qingxuecheng first, and then find a way." Yang Xuan thought.


    Taking advantage of the night, Yang Xuan flew back to Qingxue city and found an inn to stay.


    The next day, he told bandit Shuai a few words and left alone.


    He was not afraid of robber Shuai running away, because Yang Xuan''s earth aura was still in his body. At this time, robber Shuai was just an ordinary person.


    He returned to the boundary of Juling sect. He had to find out how to open the stone gate.


    Back to the Juling sect, he saw Meng Xingping at first sight.


    At this time, Meng Xingping looked much older than a few days ago, with a sad face and a sad look between his eyebrows.


    "Qingqing was captured by biyunzong." Meng Xingping opened his mouth and said as soon as he saw Yang Xuan.


    "What?" Yang Xuan suddenly stood up, and the tables and chairs around him turned directly into powder.


    "The day before yesterday, Qingqing missed and was captured by the people of Biyun sect." Meng Xingping said in a deep voice.


    Yang Xuan stared at him. After a long time, he said word by word: "what are you doing?"


    Meng Xingping looked ashamed. He really didn''t take good care of Meng Qingqing.


    "Why don''t the people of Biyun sect kill Qingqing?" Yang Xuan asked. This is also his strange point. Logically, Meng Qingqing should be killed by the people of Biyun sect, not captured alive.


    "They want to exchange an elder of Biyun sect!" Meng Xingping said in a deep voice.


    "Change!" Yang Xuan didn''t even hesitate and was resolute.


    "Can''t change!" Meng Xingping said: "this elder of Biyun sect has the big secret of Biyun sect''s use of poison. If we pry open his mouth, we can turn passivity into initiative and fight back."


    Yang Xuan looked at him and didn''t speak. After a long time, he suddenly sneered and said, "I finally know why Qingqing hates you."


    Meng Xingping was stunned, then opened his mouth, but he didn''t say anything in the end.


    "She is your only clan, the only!" Yang Xuan sneered and stared at him: "what you think is sects, secrets and counter attacks!"


    Meng Xingping was speechless!


    Yang Xuan took a final look at him, then went straight out without saying a word.


    There''s really no need to say anything.


    That''s all.


    The golden light burst and cut through the sky. Yang Xuan put on a human skin mask, recognized the direction of Biyun sect, and the speed reached the extreme.


    Biyun sect uses poison to enter the Taoism. The disciples of Biyun sect are good at using poison and achieving the five Qi level. Even when they read and move, they can kill people invisibly.


    The poison of the warrior in the realm of the great master of Biyun sect has long been free from the bondage of material, and has become a unique poison of martial arts and Taoism exerted by the power of heaven and earth.


    More than ten miles away from Biyun Zong, Yang Xuan fell down.


    He''s here to save people. It''s impossible to make a big fuss.


    After breathing, he touched it from under the ground.


    Biyunzong is in a valley, surrounded by towering peaks, which are difficult for apes to climb, and the fog in the valley is so high that it is difficult to see the scene in the valley.


    Yang Xuanyuan stood still. In front of him was a small group of patrol disciples of Biyun sect.


    The patrol disciples of this team are all dressed in black and covered with strange masks, like ghosts.


    After Yang Xuan slightly pondered, he quietly touched the back of the team.


    All the disciples in this group are the day after tomorrow. How can they detect Yang Xuan? However, after a short distance, they didn''t find the last companion. They have changed.


    After following the patrol disciples of this team and patrolling around the periphery, Yang Xuan felt a move in his heart.


    This group of disciples is walking towards the valley.


    "Stop, the blue clouds shake the world." as soon as I got to the valley mouth, a secret whistle made a sound.


    "All poisons belong to one family." the front disciple replied.


    The secret sentry retreated quietly, and Yang Xuan followed the patrolling disciples into the valley.


    It''s no wonder that Biyun sect is careless. Generally speaking, people with congenital martial arts have a unique flavor. They can be found before they get close to Biyun sect, but who can think of such a freak as Yang Xuan.


    There are lots of buildings in the valley. After entering the valley and moving forward for a while, we came to a building.


    There was a small open space in front of the building. At this time, many disciples dressed like Yang Xuan stood.


    "Did you find anything unusual?" a man in purple came out and asked.


    "Nothing unusual!" replied the current Biyun disciple.


    "This period of time is an extraordinary period. They cheer me up. If anyone makes any mistakes, I''ll skin him."


    Everyone agreed.


    After the man in purple left, Yang Xuan followed the others back to a small courtyard.


    It seems that this is where the patrol disciples rest.


    Seeing that others had begun to take off their masks, Yang Xuanling moved, hurriedly made a motion of stomachache, and then ran out. When he came back just now, he found that the toilet was outside the courtyard.


    Others don''t care. People have three emergencies, which can''t be avoided.


    As soon as he entered the toilet, Yang Xuan had disappeared.


    The whole valley had appeared in his mind.


    Soon, he found Meng Qingqing''s place.


    Quietly flowing, Yang Xuanhua shuttled between various buildings in order to form a dark shadow. A moment later, he "saw" that Meng Qingqing was locked up in a dungeon.


    He just wanted to enter directly, but suddenly stopped.


    "Clang!"


    The door of the dungeon was opened, and several people of Biyun sect appeared in the cell. One of them has reached the realm of venerable.


    The venerable looked at Meng Qingqing and suddenly said with a smile, "your name is Meng Qingqing. What a pity."


    Meng Qingqing''s spirit is OK. He doesn''t seem to have received any torture. Seeing the old man talking, Meng Qingqing glanced at him and said, "what a pity?"


    The venerable shook his head and said, "your ancestors don''t want to exchange, so you''re worthless."


    Meng Qingqing didn''t seem to be surprised or nervous: "it''s strange if he''s willing to exchange."


    The venerable shook his head again and said, "it''s best to exchange. It doesn''t matter if you don''t exchange. Your Juling sect is too naive. You think you can know the secret of poison into the Tao by holding one of our elders? It''s just fantastic."


    Meng Qingqing sniffed at his words and ignored him.


    The Venerable Master was not impressed and asked, "do you have any last words for me to convey? I can guarantee that they will be conveyed to Meng Xingping."


    Meng Qingqing thought for a while and suddenly said with a smile, "no last words, but can you give me back my little jade bottle?"


    The venerable said strangely, "that bottle of dung balls? Throw it away. What are you doing with a bottle of dung, a woman?"


    "Throw it away?" Meng Qingqing widened her eyes and showed anger on her face: "did you throw it away? I''ll kill you, kill you..."


    Meng Qingqing shouted angrily there, but the venerable was impatient.


    "Kill it!" he said faintly, waving to a congenital master behind him.