Although the little apprentice sister is weak, she can fight

Chapter 126: The Ghost Cried

"You are lucky."

The voice sounded indignant.

"The air in this tunnel is different from the one above. It's flowing." Lou Zhiyu suddenly spoke.

'Walk against the wind until you reach the end.'

"You have no other choice for now, I want to meet you."

After the old man said this in a tone that brooked no refusal, he cut off contact with Shen Qiao.

"He wants us to go against the wind." Shen Qiao said.

"This... does protect us from the thing that just followed us." Lou Zhiyu thought, and her suspicion seemed to have subsided a little.

"But why did you suddenly make such a big scene just now?"

"He wants to take over my consciousness." Shen Qiao did not hide it.

After hearing this, Lou Zhiyu became obviously alert.

Li Yue took Shen Qiao's wrist in a businesslike manner, revealing a yellow spiritual mark on her wrist. He also showed his own wrist for comparison and nodded, "The mark hasn't faded, so the person is still real."

Lou Zhiyu was a little curious, "Does your sect have such a method of identifying people?"

Shen Qiao straightened his cuffs and said, "This is what our senior brother left behind. It's mainly for distinguishing the real from the fake."

Lou Zhiyu glanced at the spiritual seals on their wrists and suddenly understood, "Yes, Xie Qingyan is also from your Tianxing Sect."

As they walked, they couldn't help but ask in unison: "How do you know Brother Xie?"

Lou Zhiyu was silent for a moment, then tilted her head to look at the two of them, "Don't you know how Xie Qingyan looks like outside?"

This... I really don't know. This group of them has only been apprenticed for three years. In these three years, they have not accepted any missions in order to cultivate, so naturally they know very little about the outside world. If you were to say twenty years ago... that was not even in the fairyland yet.

"Thank you, Senior Brother... You look very kind." Shen Qiao couldn't help but say.

"Tsk." Lou Zhiyu couldn't help but frown and looked at Shen Qiao with suspicion, which seemed mixed with some indescribable complex emotions.

"We all say he's the most evil of all evil cultivators. Twenty years ago, my senior brother Liao Yuanshan fought him in the ring, but he only exchanged about ten moves with him."

"Oh, my senior brother was the third best in talisman technique that time."

This gap sounds quite big.

Shen Qiao couldn't help but sigh.

Li Yue seemed to recall something. "Is it from twenty years ago... the last sect competition?"

"That's right. Xie Qingyan was the champion of the talisman technique in that competition." Lou Zhiyu couldn't help laughing after saying this. "Why, you guys don't know that?"

"Well... I really don't know," the two smiled embarrassedly.

After all, Fairy Duchen and her three disciples all prefer to stay at home and rarely discuss things proactively within the sect. This was even the first time they had met Xie Qingyan himself.

Shen Qiao had never met him in her previous life. After all, she was influenced by Yun Zhi and didn't like to interact with people.

Shen Qiao: “…”

Tsk, bad luck.

After getting rid of the pursuers, the atmosphere between the three of them relaxed a little, and the old voice did not sound again.

I walked against the wind for a long time until I reached the end of the road.

"Is this... a skeleton?"

The three of them looked at the skeleton sitting cross-legged on the narrow stone platform in front of them. This so-called stone platform was actually not much higher than the road surface and looked rough, as if someone had scraped mud from the surrounding walls to make it.

Cobwebs had already formed between the bones of this skeleton, and the clothes on his body were so tattered that the material was unrecognizable.

'You're surprised, little girl.'

The voice rang out again.

Shen Qiao frowned, clearly distrusting the man who had nearly screwed them. "Since we've already met, why don't you just tell me what you want to do?"

'Don't you ask who I am?'

Shen Qiao's eyes fell on the bones. "If I'm not mistaken, you should be one of the monks who entered the secret realm a few batches ago."

According to the current rules for opening secret realms, each one has been confirmed to be relatively safe: the minimum and maximum realms the realm can accommodate, the nature of the realm, and the opening and closing periods... Only after these crucial details have been finalized can anyone enter. Furthermore, cultivators entering the secret realm are equipped with teleportation arrays, allowing them to be instantly transported out if their lives are threatened.

But in the past, monks entering the secret realm for trials didn't have such comprehensive measures. At most, they were told the secret realm's closing date and were given a chance to escape before the time was up. If someone failed to leave before the secret realm closed, they would be trapped inside and could only exit when it reopened.

There are too many variables in the secret realm, so once you are trapped in the secret realm, it is almost equivalent to being sentenced to death.

Everything in the secret realm after it is closed is in chaos. You don’t even know whether you are breathing deadly poison or oxygen.

"Yes," the old man admitted.

Shen Qiao remained silent.

In the past, every time a secret realm was opened, the monks who entered it had a task that they had to complete - to bring out the people who were unable to leave the secret realm last time, regardless of whether they were dead or alive.

Of course, this requirement no longer exists. After all, almost no one dies in the secret realm anymore.

If this person is really a monk, how could he be forgotten? Is it because this place is too secluded that no one has found him?

"I know what you're thinking, but I don't belong to the sect."

"I am a casual cultivator who sneaked in with those sect monks."

Loose cultivators...

Because this group of people were enlightened later, their qualifications and talents were much worse than those of them who passed the sect's assessment within the prescribed age, so it was almost impossible for them to have the ability to enter the secret realm.

"Your abilities aren't low, are you locked up here because you didn't know when it would close?" Shen Qiao guessed.

The old man coughed a few times, "Well...it's true that I was a little greedy at the time and missed the closing time of the secret realm."

"I just want to prove that even though I'm not from your sect, I have higher talents and abilities than you."

"You succeeded." Shen Qiao spoke truthfully.

The resources of a casual cultivator are all obtained by themselves, so they are definitely not as good as those of a sect disciple. But even so, this person can still cultivate to the level where he can enter the secret realm. This is actually not just due to talent.

This is entirely the result of personal effort.

After hearing what Shen Qiao said, the old man was silent for a few seconds, and finally burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay! That's exactly what the old man wants you to say!"

He seemed to be choking, and after calming down for a long time, he still couldn't regain a normal tone of communication.

"Have you contacted this person?"

Li Yue and Lou Zhiyu, who were standing by, saw that she hadn't spoken a word and knew that she was probably talking to the old man.

"Yeah, let's start chatting." Shen Qiao nodded.

"But he's crying, and I'm waiting for him to finish crying before I continue."

Li Yue, Lou Zhiyu: "......?"

What was this saying? It even made a ghost cry?