Qingzhou, Jiange.

The atmosphere in the meeting hall was extremely heavy, and everyone's face was extremely ugly.

Mr. Yun has already told Feng Qingyao and the others about what happened last night.

"The only person in our Tianlong Dynasty who may have high-grade spiritual weapons is our seniors. I hope you can go and beg your seniors again. It is related to the lives of everyone in the Tianlong Dynasty." Elder Yun pleaded.

Feng Qingyao frowned slightly, "The ancestor must be in seclusion, and I don't know when he will come out."

"What should we do? We only have ten days left. If we cannot hand over the high-grade spiritual weapons after ten days, the other party will definitely destroy our Tianlong Dynasty." Mr. Yun's face was filled with sadness.

…

In the next few days, Feng Qingyao and others would go to Qinglong Valley several times every day, piously begging the ancestor to take action.

However, they have not received a response for a long time. Seeing that the time left for them is getting less and less, everyone feels extremely uneasy.

Nine days later, Mr. Yun, the master of the Jiange Pavilion and the elders gathered in the meeting hall again. Everyone had a look of dejection on their faces.

"Today is the last day. Tomorrow the young man will come and ask for the sword. How can we get it?" Old Yun's body was trembling, weak and desperate.

He was always calm, but now he was extremely panicked.

The elders of Jiange were not much better.

"There is nothing we can do. Our ancestor is in seclusion and we can't do anything about it. Elder Yun, do you think you can give the other party a period of grace? After our ancestor comes out of seclusion, there may be something we can do." Feng Qingyao tried to ask.

Mr. Yun shook his head helplessly, "It's useless. The other party is so arrogant and arrogant that there is absolutely no way we can be lenient. If we don't see spiritual weapons tomorrow, he will definitely go on a killing spree."

"well!"

Sighs came one after another, and everyone felt completely desperate.

"There is no other way. I will go to the depths of Qinglong Valley tonight to find the ancestor myself!" Feng Qingyao's face showed a trace of determination.

"No, Qingyao, there are many dangers in the depths of Qinglong Valley. If you enter rashly, you will definitely die!" Qi Daozi hurriedly stopped him.

Other elders around him also tried to dissuade him.

Feng Qingyao's face was determined, "This is the only way. If we don't use this method, we have no hope at all. If we use this method, there is still a glimmer of hope. Don't say anything, everyone. I am the master of the pavilion. This is an order!"

"this……"

Qi Daozi and others could say nothing more.

Feng Qingyao is right, this is the only chance.

The group left the meeting hall and flew directly towards Qinglong Valley.

…

Luo Wushuang didn't know this. During this period, except for going to the palace and checking in at the Blue Dragon Gate, he basically stayed in his room and slept.

That's right, just sleeping!

Because of the Dream God Art, you can improve your cultivation while sleeping.

In the past few days, Luo Wushuang's cultivation has broken through to the eighth level of Tongfa Realm.

On this day, Luo Wushuang walked out of the room.

Using his body skills, he appeared in Feng Qingyao's room at Jade Sword Peak, and then left the Qingluan Sword in the room.

Now that he already has a high-grade magic-level weapon, he can no longer use this high-grade spiritual-level weapon.

After delivering the weapons, Luo Wushuang signed in at the palace and the Blue Dragon Gate one after another as usual.

Finally, I returned to the room, entered the scroll space, and signed in at Falling Dragon Cliff.

Although the rewards for signing in at Falling Dragon Cliff are getting worse and worse, they are better than nothing. The most important thing is that there are only three days left to sign in for two consecutive months, and then there will be additional rewards.

Luo Wushuang was quite looking forward to this, so he was not in a hurry to find a new check-in point.

…

Jiange, Qinglong Valley.

Feng Qingyao cast her gaze into the depths of Qinglong Valley, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

Qinglong Valley is a forbidden area for the sect. No one who enters it has ever come out alive, and Feng Qingyao cannot be sure that the ancestor is inside. Everything is just their guess.

"Qingyao..."

Qi Daozi shouted and wanted to stop Feng Qingyao, but after seeing Feng Qingyao's determined eyes, he swallowed back everything he wanted to say.

Feng Qingyao took a deep breath and calmed down, then the beautiful shadows flowed and flew towards Qinglong Valley.

Behind him, Elder Yun, Qi Daozi and the elders of Jiange all had worried faces.

Everyone is very aware of the dangers of Qinglong Valley. If Feng Qingyao enters like this, it will definitely be more dangerous than bad.

Seeing Feng Qingyao's figure gradually disappearing, everyone couldn't help but become worried.

In Qinglong Valley, Feng Qingyao's figure has appeared in front of Qingwu.

The green mist in front of her stopped her briefly. She didn't know what dangers there might be in the mist. Maybe if she took another step forward, she would never be able to get out.

"call--"

Feng Qingyao took a deep breath, calmed down her mood again, and entered the green mist.


Chapter completed!