My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

"impossible."

Wan Zihong denied it without thinking, "This map was given to me by my grandfather, it can't be fake."

His grandfather was the second elder of the dignified Vermillion Bird Sect, so it was impossible to not even know the true or false of a map.

He still trusts his grandfather.

Meng Zixin also knew that this possibility was very small, but she wanted to find the secret realm in the secret realm of Wanfu, so as to break through to the later stage of Jindan.

So she didn't find anything for a few days, which made her heart gradually become a little impetuous.

"Junior sister, let's rest for a while. Anyway, we have already entered the secret realm, so it's not too short of time."

Seeing that Meng Zixin's face was not good, Wan Zihong rolled his eyes and suddenly suggested.

Meng Zixin also knew that his mood at the moment was wrong, and after thinking about it, he agreed.

"Friends, you are very skilled, why don't you go to explore the way with some of my guards? Maybe you can see if my map is wrong."

As Wan Zihong spoke, he forced the map in his hand to Mu Tianyan, who was standing with his arms crossed, giving him no chance to refuse.

At the same time, he gave a wink to the guards behind him, the meaning of which is self-evident.

But Meng Zixin objected when he heard the words, "It's too risky to act separately, let's go together!"

With that said, Meng Zixin wanted to stand up from the futon and walk together.

"No, you rest, I'll explore the way."

Mu Tianyan didn't seem to see Wan Zihong's small movements, so he finished speaking without changing his face, and walked forward quickly regardless of Meng Zixin's retention.

Several guards who had received Wan Zihong's explanation hurriedly followed.

"Junior sister, since all your fellow Daoists have let you rest, then you should take a good rest first, just exploring the way, and there won't be any major problems."

Wan Zihong quickly grabbed it and wanted to follow Meng Zixin, persuading him with good words.

Seeing that the figures of Mu Tianyan and the others had gone far, Meng Zixin was a little dissatisfied, but he still did not insist on following.

Seeing this, Meng Zihong's eyes showed an imperceptible smugness.

After Mu Tianyan's departure, it is impossible to come back forever, and in the future his junior sister will only have Wan Zihong in his heart!

Mu Tianyan had already noticed Wan Zihong's murderous intention towards him, but he didn't expect that the other party would be so impatient, and he just entered the secret realm and started a few days later.

After walking two or three kilometers away, the guards who originally followed Mu Tianyan gradually surrounded Mu Tianyan.

"who!"

A guard walking on Mu Tianyan's left suddenly shouted, attracting Mu Tianyan's attention.

At this moment, the guards standing on the other three sides suddenly shot, trying to kill Mu Tianyan with one move.

But Mu Tianyan seemed to have eyes behind him. The moment they moved, his figure disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the two Jindan late stage guards collapsed without warning.

Seeing this, the other guards turned around abruptly with masks in dismay, trying to find the ghostly figure that was indistinguishable.

A quarter of an hour later, the three peak Jindan stage guards and the six Jindan stage mid-stage guards fell one after another, and there was no possibility of standing up again.

After all the guards were dealt with, Mu Tianyan did not go back the same way, let alone deal with Wan Zihong who wanted to kill him, but chose a path at will to walk alone.

Because he learned from Meng Zixin that Wan Zihong had three attacks on him by Mahayana practitioners.

So even if he wanted to solve the hidden danger of Wan Zihong, he could only think about it in the long run.