"Do you not know the way?" Zhuo Wen asked strangely.

The green-haired mummy's eyes flickered, and he snorted coldly: "Just kidding, how could I not know the way? Why don't you go!"

"It's not something to be ashamed of not knowing the way. You have been trapped in the evil pulse for many years, and this starry sky has changed. It's normal for you not to know." Zhuo Wen said with a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth.

The green-haired mummy turned into anger from embarrassment, and said coldly: "Go away, it's not your turn to guess about this seat."

Zhuo Wen shrugged, not paying attention to the words of the green-haired mummy, but darting toward the ruins of the Shanhe Temple.

After a while, they came to the ruins of the Shanhe Palace. At this moment, Lan Ji and Ziwei Xingjun were still waiting on the ruins.

Seeing Zhuo Wen coming, the two of them both showed joy in their eyes.

It has been more than a year since Zhuowen left. During this year, the two also went out to look for Zhuowen, but they didn't have any news, as if Zhuowen had disappeared from the world.

"grown ups!"

"Brother Zhuo!"

Lan Ji and Ziwei Xingjun rushed forward to greet each other, Zhuo Wen also nodded and asked, "Hasn't anything happened this year?"

Lan Ji hurriedly said: "No, but many forces came to visit and sent a lot of things."

Zhuo Wen nodded, since he killed Su Liyang, the patriarch of Shanhe Palace, and easily wiped out many masters of the Hundred Palaces who surrounded and suppressed him in front, his name has been completely spread in the Taiqing Fairyland, but in the Xiaxia Domain of Huaxia.

With such great masters, it is naturally impossible for those forces in the Huaxia Domain not to miss any opportunity to show their courtesy.

"By the way, my lord, what is that monster behind you? It has been following you, and it looks very weird."

Lan Ji suddenly pointed cautiously at the green-haired mummy not far behind Zhuo Wen, and asked cautiously.

Just now, he had been seeing the green-haired mummy following behind, with wide green eyes, looking extremely unfriendly.

Coupled with the fact that the aura of the green-haired mummy was so impenetrable, Lan Ji asked this question.

Ziwei Xingjun also saw the green-haired mummy, and looked at Zhuo Wen with a questioning expression.

"Don't worry about it, this is just a pet I adopted, and it has been following me now!" Zhuo Wen whispered.

Lan Ji and Ziwei Xingjun both knew it well, but they were slandering endlessly in their hearts.

Pets have to be nice and cute no matter what, but Zhuo Wen's pet is really infiltrating.

The green-haired mummy naturally also heard Zhuo Wen's words, and the green eyes were full of unkindness, but it didn't attack.

"Let's go! Follow me to the Hall of Virtue, I want to know what happened to Taiqing?"

Zhuo Wen said, waved his sleeves, and left the place with the blue halberd and Ziwei Xingjun, while the green-haired mummy followed silently.

When Zhuo Wen came to the hall of morality, he found that the whole hall of morality was extremely deserted and empty.

There is an elegant sandalwood fragrance in the empty hall, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

"Is this the Hall of Morality? Why is there no one there?" Ziwei Xingjun frowned authentically.

Lan Ji quickly said: "The master of the Hall of Morality, Venerable Taiqing, is a quiet person and doesn't like to be noisy, so his Hall of Morality has never hired servants, and the only disciple is Lianmeng."

Ziwei Xingjun muttered in his mouth, secretly thinking that Taiqing is weird, there are only Taiqing and a disciple in such a big palace.

The moment Zhuo Wen entered the Hall of Morality, he let go of his consciousness and found that there was no trace of anyone in the Hall of Morality.

But among the clues, he found a familiar aura, and this familiar aura was on the futon in the center of the hall.

Zhuowen walked in front of the futon, and he found that this familiar breath belonged to Lianmeng.

Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the huge statue standing in front of the center of the hall. The face of this statue is too clear, kind-hearted, peaceful and peaceful.

Zhuo Wen silently looked at the statue in front of him, frowning slightly, he always felt that the statue in front of him was also looking at him.

The statue didn't look like a dead thing, but a living person instead.

But Zhuo Wen used his spiritual sense to detect the stone statue in front of him, and knew that there was no mystery in the stone statue.

But Zhuo Wen found it strange that the stone statue gave him such a feeling.

"Brother Zhuo, there is nothing in here, not even a living person, did the Venerable Taiqing leave this place a long time ago?"

Ziwei Xingjun rummaged through the moral hall, but after finding nothing, he walked to Zhuo Wen. JrNovels.com