Deep in the Galuo Mountains, a valley stretching for hundreds of miles is surrounded by mountains, but it is divided by invisible restrictions. Even though the sky is dark, a colorful light still appears in the valleys, so quiet and so mysterious.

This is one of the two holy places of Xinghua Temple, Biluo Valley.

From afar, Gu Fenghua and others saw the faint colorful light in the valley, and couldn't help but feel excited. But immediately, they saw a familiar figure at the entrance of the valley, and the excitement suddenly calmed down.

Fang Shibo looked at the figures coming towards Gu Fenghua and others from afar, and a confident smile blew across the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, as he expected, Gu Fenghua and his men finally came to Biluo Valley.

"Why is he here?" Gu Fenghua also saw the smile on Fang Shibo's mouth that seemed to be catching a mouse, and felt disgusted.

"Since hundreds of young elites died in Biluo Valley a thousand years ago, none of them survived, the forbidden area has been completely closed. Without the palace master himself, no one is allowed to enter." Xie Huaiyuan said.

"No one of the hundreds of people escaped?" Ye Wuse said in surprise.

Those who are qualified to come to the temple to practice will not be too weak and their intelligence will not be too low. Even if they encounter danger, they should be able to escape. How could they all die in Biluo Valley?

"Yes, none of them escaped. After this incident, it caused a lot of shock in the major colleges and families of Xinghua Country. At that time, the Lord of the Palace Master personally led people to Biluo Valley to investigate. However, because they could not stay in it for too long, they finally gained nothing. It took a lot of effort to hide the matter." Xie Huaiyuan said.

"Although some people went to Biluo Valley to look for Shengyuanlu in the past thousand years, and did not encounter too much danger, you should be careful. If the situation is not good, hurry up and fight to the death..." Speaking of this, Xie Huaiyuan reminded him again.

"Escape desperately." Gu Fenghua and his friends smiled at each other, and added in unison.

Soon, the group arrived at the entrance of Biluo Valley.

"Gu Fenghua, you are indeed here." Fang Shibo said to Xie Huaiyuan and others with the smile of a cat and mouse on the corner of his mouth.

"I've been waiting for Uncle Lau for a long time." Gu Fenghua a little admired the palace master's cultivation. He was so cute by Luo Enen's fat white man and Ye Wuse. When he met again, he could still maintain such a smile without being furious.

Even the legendary saints and gentlemen may not have such cultivation.

"Uncle, thank you for the soul refining jade you gave me last time. I have been practicing these days and I am sure that I feel calm and obviously much better than before." Luo Enen also said intimately.

"Yes, yes, since I had that soul-refining jade, I have practiced much faster than before. I will never forget my uncle's love for my younger generation." The fat white man bowed deeply to Fang Shibo.

The white and fat face was full of respect and gratitude, and tears were about to come out.

"By the way, uncle, are you satisfied with the belt last time? I also have a robe of the holy teacher, which is made of Tianshan ice silk. It is not only warm in winter and cool in summer, but also inseparable from water and fire.

Originally I was going to give it to my father, but I probably don’t have time to go back in the past few years, so I will give it to my uncle. My uncle is the same size as my father. When I see you, it is like seeing him." Luo Enen’s hand trembled, and a robe of a holy teacher fluttered in the wind.
Chapter completed!