Chapter 466: Secret Realm of the Soul

Faced with Bai Chen's threats, the onlookers immediately avoided his sight one by one.

"No, no, this really hurts the body."

"Ah, I forgot that my wife asked me to buy osmanthus cake for her!"

"Let's go."

Within a short while, these people dispersed and no longer dared to stay here.

"Elder, why don't we change to an inn." At this time, Zhaoyao also winked at Elder Duan.

Hearing this, Elder Duan nodded silently and walked away with him and Zhao Yuetian, who was still in shock.

Looking at the three departing figures, the Ghost King's eyes trembled. The Yunxiao Sword Sect had made it clear that it wanted to keep the Pluto Sect, Bai Chen and the others here.

"Let's go too!"

How could the Ghost King be the leader? He simply waved his sleeves and walked out with Luluo, Hua Dounan and Su Xiaowu.

Following the Ghost King, Hua Dounan did not forget to turn around and glare at Bai Chen. His hatred was quickly noticed by Bai Chen, and a smile gradually appeared on Bai Chen's face.

Hua Dounan, I'm waiting for you!

Now, there are only seven Bai Chens left on the street, and a lonely Chu Junran. Looking at Chu Junran's blank and lost eyes, Bai Chen walked towards the inn indifferently. When passing by Chu Junran, his The voice was extremely cold: "Let's go our separate ways before we meet the teacher!"

After leaving these words, Bai Chen had nothing to say and led everyone all the way into the inn.

Chu Junran is not Tang Qin. She will never break up with Feng Shen Temple for Bai Chen. She clearly understands this. It is better for Bai Chen to draw a clear line with her now than to become more entangled with each other when they meet each other in the future.

Shien is as high as the sky. Regarding Shu Kexin, Bai Chen must find out her whereabouts, but before that, he needs to successfully open the Tomb of Tianhai to make a breakthrough in his strength.

Only with enough strength can we confront the Phoenix Temple head-on. Otherwise, trying to save the teacher will be just a fool's errand.

When they arrived at the inn, seven people sat together. The shopkeeper and his servants were busy and did not dare to say a word.

They could clearly hear the commotion on the street just now. Until now, Bai Chen, the devil recognized by the world, would make ordinary people tremble with fear with every word, deed, and move he made.

Sitting on the seat and watching Lin Mengyao bring him a cup of steaming hot tea, Bai Chen once again thought of the scene where he poured tea for his teacher.

That night, facing Master Yao and the four elders of Phoenix Temple, the teacher's desperate look was vivid in his mind.

Just when Master Yao Pang Yuan was about to attack her, it was the teacher who stood up decisively and said to her seriously: "As long as I am here today, I will not let anyone hurt you in the slightest!"

Thinking of the teacher's appearance at that time, Bai Chen couldn't help but hang his head. The wrinkled letter from Mr. Xuan in his hand made his heart even more sour.

Seeing this, Lin Mengyao and Fatty Guo, who were around Bai Chen, couldn't help but look curiously.

Being able to see the letter written by Mr.

As Lin Mengyao finished reading this passage, everyone present looked at Bai Chen with a hint of sadness in their eyes. Only Fatty Guo was still scratching the back of his head stupidly.

Looking up at Lin Mengyao, Fatty Guo blushed and said with some embarrassment: "Hey, Mengyao, you still have literary talent. If it were me, I would have to read this letter vertically."

"Reading vertically?"

After hearing Fatty Guo's words, Bai Chen looked down again, his sad eyes suddenly widening with horror.

The power of the soul...!

"Acrostic?!"

Lin Mengyao and Tang Qin looked at each other in shock.

Mr. Xuan is not a mortal. People who have reached that level have already existed forever. How could such a person do things simply?

With such fantasies and expectations, Bai Chen gradually opened the second spiritual source and injected the power of his soul into the letter.

With the influx of soul power, a sea of ​​flowers suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. It was surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers and blue sky, and his companions beside him also disappeared. In their place, there was a man with a negative hand. An old man with white hair standing in a sea of ​​flowers.

Seeing the old man's familiar back, Bai Chen couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Old Xuan?!"

The breeze blew and the fragrance of flowers overflowed. The old man gradually turned around and looked at Bai Chen with a touch of expectation and appreciation in his eyes: "Little guy, you are finally here."

"This...is this the secret realm of the soul?!" After a moment, Bai Chen looked around and suddenly trembled.

"Oh?" Xuan Lao Gujing Wubo's deep eyes gradually revealed a touch of surprise: "Little guy, you are indeed from the mainland, and you actually know the secret realm of the soul."

Hearing this, Bai Chen suppressed the fear in his heart and immediately smiled calmly: "I just saw it by chance when I was browsing books before. It's not a big deal."

"Hehehe..."

For a person who got zero marks in both liberal arts and arts, he actually falsely claimed that he read books. Mr. Xuan laughed lightly but did not expose him.

Since he didn't want to say it, there was a reason why he couldn't say it. Xuan Lao, who was calm and calm, naturally wouldn't be entangled in this matter.

"Mr.

Searching for the Tomb of Tianhai was an S-level mission of the academy. It was of vital importance. When this mission fell into Bai Chen's hands, he could understand that it was Elder Xuan who was giving him a chance to test.

It's a pity that because of his breakthrough, he even got involved with his teacher. Now, how can he have the face to face Mr. Xuan again?

Mr. Xuan smiled faintly and walked slowly over the sea of ​​flowers. Wherever he passed, the flowers showed no signs of being crushed, as if no one had walked over them.

Arriving in front of Bai Chen, Mr. Xuan looked at his self-reproaching and ashamed face with joy. He suddenly raised his sleeve and took out a nine-color treasure box.

This treasure box was made with exquisite workmanship and was very strange. The nine orbs inside exuded nine strong soul powers, and there was a soul power among them that Bai Chen was very familiar with.

Feeling this familiar breath, after a moment, Bai Chen finally showed a look of ecstasy: "Mr. Xuan, this, this, this!"

"The aura of comfort." Mr. Xuan said lightly.

"teacher?!"

Looking at the sparkle inside the ancient box, Bai Chen was excited, but also raised his face angrily: "Mr. Xuan, this is..."

"This box is called the Demonic Soul Treasure Box. The nine rays of soul power inside are left by my nine disciples. As long as the auras in the treasure box are not extinguished, it proves that they are still alive. This is what I, as a teacher, can do It’s a way to always feel the peace of my disciples.”

Mr. Xuan's words made Bai Chen even more surprised and even ecstatic: "Mr. Xuan, are you saying that the teacher is not dead?!"