At this moment, a clear and cold voice like a wind chime came from the depths of the Cangbei Valley, breaking the silence around, and the tense atmosphere gradually eased.

"Captain Xiao, please don't make things difficult for others,"

"The depths of this Hidden Monument Valley are open to all disciples."

“…”

"Li Zhiming has a criminal record, and the origin of his personal disciple token is unknown. I am afraid..."

"Xiao Yong, you are too presumptuous!"

The woman inside spoke again, this time with a cold tone and a hint of anger.

“…”

"I see."

Xiao Yong nodded helplessly and could only retreat from the entrance.

"You're lucky, kid."

Xiao Yong's face turned pale.

He couldn't understand why the young master would speak up for a disciple with a criminal record and get angry with him.

You know, he has been ordered to protect the young master for a long time, and even if he has no credit, he has worked hard.

Xiao Yong felt very aggrieved after being treated like this.

Li Qingyue's voice slowly spread.

When the crowd watching not far away heard this voice, they all showed an intoxicated look.

"Ah...it's the goddess!"

"It's Saint Li Qingyue. The goddess' voice is indeed beautiful!"

"I never thought that we could hear the goddess' voice here. It's such a blessing!"

"What a bunch of losers. Li Qingyue is also a human being. Is it necessary to be such a lickspittle?"

"You know nothing..."

"What's there to argue about..."

"Stop arguing and watch the show."

"Now that the Saint has spoken, Xiao Yong should not dare to stop Li Zhiming anymore."

…

"You should be thankful that someone gave you a way out today, otherwise you would be just ashamed."

A faint smile appeared on Li Zhiming's face, mixed with a bit of disdain and ridicule.

"The Saint has already given you enough face, so don't be ungrateful!"

Xiao Yong's face became even uglier when he heard this.

This Li Zhiming is really arrogant.

If the Saint had not spoken, he would have let Li Zhiming see the strength of the Black Armor Guards today!

"Saint?"

"It turns out that the woman who spoke is the mysterious Saint Li Qingyue of the Inner Sect. Interesting."

Li Zhiming narrowed his eyes.

The next second, the token in his hand emitted a hazy golden light.

The light slowly spread out and merged with the formation barrier.

Then, ripples appeared in the formation and an entrance slowly emerged, just big enough for one person to pass through.

Li Zhiming passed through the formation barrier and entered the depths of the Monument Valley.

The deepest part of the Stele Valley has a small space, after all, there are only nine stone tablets.

Li Zhiming looked up and saw the tall stone tablet, with a faint golden glow on its surface, and an ancient and mysterious aura emanating from its entire body.

Li Zhiming stood in front of the stone tablet, feeling very insignificant, and at the same time there was a vague sense of pressure on him.

"Are these... the nine most mysterious stone tablets in the depths of the Abyss?"

Li Zhiming was shocked. Although the stone tablet was a dead object, it gave him an unprecedented sense of oppression, which was even more powerful than the pressure from a top-level first-class expert like Ji Wuye!

The nine stone tablets form a circle, and in the center is a huge stone platform.

There was a formation set up on the stone platform, with dozens of disciples sitting cross-legged.

"There are so many disciples deep in this Hidden Monument Valley."

Li Zhiming looked around.

In addition to the disciples on the stone platform, there were several people under each stone tablet, either resting or attacking the door of the stone tablet.

There are dozens of inner sect lineages, and hundreds of direct disciples in total.

Nearly half of the inner sect's disciples gathered here.

It can be said that it is a place where geniuses gather.

This shows how attractive these nine stone tablets are to the disciples.

Li Zhiming's gaze shifted to the south side, where there was only one person under the stone tablet.

It was a woman, wearing a white robe, with a slim and tight figure, long flowing hair, and an otherworldly temperament, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

The woman noticed Li Zhiming's gaze and slowly opened her eyes.

These are a pair of blue eyes, clear and bright, as if the sky was crushed in them, vast and desolate.

"You must be Li Zhiming." The woman spoke calmly, unhurriedly.

"That's me."

"Xiao Yong is the captain of the Black Armor Guard. He has been fighting outside for many years and has a bad temper. He is also ordered by Master to protect me in the Stele Valley. Naturally, he has to be cautious when meeting strangers."

"It is a cautious move to check your identity. Please forgive me."

As soon as Li Qingyue finished speaking, he closed his eyes again and entered a state of meditation.

Li Zhiming narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

This doesn't feel like an apology at all, but more like a notice.

This sentence sounds simple, but it actually contains a lot of information.

It was pointed out that Xiao Yong was here to protect his master on his master's orders.

Who is Li Qingyue’s master?

Naturally, it was the Zhenyuan Sect’s headmaster.

Regardless of whether Xiao Yong has given up or not, if he has any complaints in his heart, it means he is dissatisfied with the master.

"As expected of a saint, your words and actions are flawless."

Li Zhiming smiled silently.

He politely bowed to Li Qingyue, and then began to observe the stone tablet here.

"Junior Brother Li?"

Suddenly, a doubtful voice came to Li Zhiming's ears.

He turned his head and saw the person who was speaking walking down from the stone platform. He was a man in blue.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother Liu. I haven't seen you for a long time. Your cultivation has become even more profound." Li Zhiming bowed.

"Brother Li, you are so kind."

"As for you, Junior Brother Li, I knew you were not a traitor who colluded with the Demonic Path. That Peng Li was really abominable. He actually framed you and almost caused our Qingluan Peak to lose a talented person."

"Fortunately, Peng Li still has a conscience and turned himself in to clear your name." Liu Feiyun said vividly.

"It's just good luck."

"Junior Brother Li, this is not just luck. Not only have you recovered your identity, but your realm has also been restored. It's only been a short time, only three or four months!"

"Junior Brother Li, your talent in martial arts is truly outstanding. It is really unbelievable that you recovered in such a short time after your cultivation was destroyed." Liu Feiyun said with a smile and gave Li Zhiming a thumbs up.

“It was just a fluke.”

"Junior Brother Li, you are too modest. If it was really a fluke, you would not have been promoted to a personal disciple after you recovered your status."

Liu Feiyun smiled, he put his hand on Li Zhiming's neck, and asked in a familiar manner: "Junior brother, having your cultivation abolished is no small matter."

"How did you recover in just three months?"

Liu Feiyun's expression was full of confusion, and his eyes were filled with a desire for knowledge.

“…”

Li Zhiming remained silent. He talked for a long time, but the key point is here.

This map of Yan State is too long.

"To be honest, I got close to someone in Xuyuan Prison Treasure and was noticed by an elder. The elder helped me restore my reputation and cultivation."

Li Zhiming replied after a moment of silence.

Since the outside world is spreading the rumor that he is trying to curry favor with someone powerful, he will admit it generously.

"Elder?"

"What's your name, elder? What realm are you in?" Liu Feiyun asked.

"That elder is the guardian elder of Xuyuan Prison, his surname is Qin."

"I don't know the specific realm. Anyway, I can't see through it, but when Xuyuan was rioting before, Elder Qin fought with Ji Wuye and was not at a disadvantage."

Li Zhiming smiled and pretended to be very proud.

"Ji Wuye is a top-level expert who has reached the first level of perfection... Doesn't that mean that Elder Qin must be at least a first-level expert!"

A hint of surprise flashed across Liu Feiyun's face.

You know, in Qingluan Peak, there are only three people in the first-grade realm.

From this point of view, Li Zhiming has really found a powerful figure.

Although he was a direct disciple, he was not the direct disciple of the abbot.

The master is Feng Yunrui, the sixth seat of Qingluan Peak, who just entered the first rank not long ago.

In terms of strength, he is weaker than Elder Qin.

In terms of status, it is also one level lower.

The Elder Qin mentioned by Li Zhiming should have a status similar to those old seniors in the Elders' Council.

Liu Feiyun was a little envious of Li Zhiming.

With this support, your future in the sect will be bright.

"What happened to Senior Brother Liu?"

"It's okay. I'm happy for you, Junior Brother. You've restored your reputation and cultivation, and become a direct disciple. You have a bright future ahead of you."

"By the way, Junior Brother, is this your first time coming to the depths of Hidden Stele Valley?"

"Yes, I have been to the outer areas several times, but this is my first time in this deep area." Li Zhiming nodded.

"Let me introduce you... The one who just spoke to you is our sect's Saintess, the future Young Sect Master - Li Qingyue."

"She spends more than half of her time in the sect here, comprehending the stone tablet."

"But she has a cold personality and rarely takes the initiative to talk to others. The people she talks to are all the top geniuses from various sects. Junior brother, you are lucky today. You have managed to talk to the Saint. That's good!"

Liu Feiyun gave a thumbs up.

"Uh...it doesn't matter. I'm not familiar with her."

Li Zhiming replied indifferently.

Although Li Qingyue was indeed as stunning as the rumors said, Li Zhiming did not have any extra thoughts about her.

"Junior brother, you are quite open-minded. However, as your senior brother, I still want to remind you to try not to conflict with the Black Armor Guards. They are directly under the command of the sect master, unlike us." Liu Feiyun reminded in a low voice.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Liu, for the reminder. I will pay attention to it." Li Zhiming bowed.

"Okay, enough of the small talk. Look at the nine stone tablets here. Five of them have been penetrated."

"Three of these five people shared their insights with the sect, excluding the sect master and Li Qingyue."

Liu Feiyun said in a low voice and glanced in the direction of Li Qingyue, fearing that the other party would hear it.

"I see."

Li Zhiming touched his chin and groaned.

"Did you see the name on the stone tablet?"

"Anyone who comprehends the stone tablet can leave his name on it."

Liu Feiyun pointed at the stone tablet in front.

There were three big words written on it: Li Qingyue.

Obviously, what Li Qingyue had comprehended was the stone tablet.

"Comprehending the stone tablet consumes a lot of physical and mental energy, so the sect built a formation here. This formation gathers the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which can speed up the recovery of warriors' true energy and spirit."

"If you are tired or injured, you can come to this stone platform to recover, and the effect will be twice as good with half the effort."

"Okay, I've introduced everything that needs to be introduced. Junior brother, just take a look around. I'm going to go upstairs and take a rest."

After Liu Feiyun finished speaking, he returned to the stone platform.

Li Zhiming took a look at the stone platform that was glowing with a faint spiritual light and couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

Only a direct disciple can enjoy such treatment.

Sometimes, the gap between people is even greater than the gap between people and dogs!

Li Zhiming passed by the stone tablet where Li Qingyue was.

The other party noticed his movements, opened his eyes and looked at Li Zhiming.

There seemed to be some warning in that look.