Xuanyin Kingdom, Bingzi Fairy City.
A spiritual light flashed across the teleportation formation in the city. As the light faded away, hundreds of figures walked out of the formation, including Tu Lin and Fan Rongrong.
"This is Bingzi City under the jurisdiction of Lingdi? It's much more deserted than my Xinmao City!" Fan Rongrong looked around and murmured in a low voice.
This was heard by the hunchbacked old man who was teleported from Xinmao City. He smiled and said to her: "Little girl, don't you understand? All the colleagues in Bingzi City rushed to Wuji Palace, thinking that Zhenjun Lingdi could break through the mountain gate. On this occasion, get some benefits!”
"People who have come from all over the country these days basically have this plan in mind."
"Wuji Palace has been inherited for more than three thousand years, and its influence radiates to several surrounding countries. There are countless industries under its name. How amazing is the accumulation of heritage? Little people like us can't even think about eating meat and drinking soup, but if we are lucky, , a few mouthfuls of leftovers are worth years of hard work!”
"You spent so much money to teleport here. Is it possible that you just want to watch the fun?"
After hearing what the old man said, Fan Rongrong's eyes lit up, and she began to think about a plan to make a fortune. After thinking for a moment, she said with a smile: "Old senior, are you a strong person in the Linghai Realm? My father lives in Seventy-sixth Square. Fan Gang, do you know him?"
"Fan Gang... I've never heard of it! But the old man has a confidante who also lives in No. 76." When the hunchbacked old man mentioned his beauty, his face showed a hint of sweetness and shyness like a young man. .
Fan Rongrong happened to know the person the hunchbacked old man was talking about, so she immediately hit the snake with a stick and got close to him;
With just a few words, the old man was so happy and happy that he promised Dun Guang to give them a ride when he rushed to Wuji Palace!
"Two little guys, sit tight. The Wuji Palace Mountain Gate is still a long way from here. It will take at least two days and one night of walking. If you fall down halfway and break it, the old man won't care."
The hunchbacked old man sacrificed a turtle shell-shaped magic weapon, which turned into the size of a door panel in mid-air. When Tu Lin and Fan Rongrong jumped on the turtle's back and sat down, he used his spiritual power to activate the magic weapon, and the three of them turned into a ray of light. The rainbow flew towards Wuji Palace!
The turtle shell magic weapon flew in the air for most of the day. The old man's spiritual power was not enough, so he found a mountain and dropped it, preparing to spend the night and recover.
While eating and chatting around the campfire, the hunchbacked old man asked Tu Lin and Fan Rongrong again about their purpose of coming.
"The demons of Wuji Palace killed my master, senior brothers and sisters... there are more than a hundred members of my family. I can't avenge them personally, but I have to watch the destruction of Wuji Palace with my own eyes!" Tu Lin took a hard bite. The dry food made from spirit grain animal meat looks like it is chewing the flesh and blood of the enemy.
Seeing that Tu Lin was talking about everything, Fan Rongrong glared at him and secretly sent a message to warn him not to mention Qingfeng Temple and "The Divine Light Curse".
"You begged the old man to give us a ride. I thought you could trust him..." Tu Lin replied in a nonchalant voice.
"Is that the same thing?" Fan Rongrong was a little angry and said angrily, "You have to go to the mountain gate of Wuji Palace, and I am worried that I will accompany you. When you slowly arrive at the battlefield, I'm afraid it will be very difficult. It’s been half a month, how can I still witness the destruction of the Demon Sect with my own eyes?”
"Let Senior Yuan take us there. We can arrive in two days and it will be safer on the way."
"But we have only known him for so long, and yet you dared to rip out your heart and lungs with him! If he knew that you possessed a skill that even Wuji Palace coveted, he might actually disembowel you and take out your heart and lungs !”
After Tu Lin learned the news that "Lingdi Shenqiao Zhenjun led a group of Yuandan Zhenren to conquer Wuji Palace", he said goodbye to the three Fan family members and wanted to go to Xuanyin Kingdom to witness the destruction of the Demon Sect with his own eyes.
Fan Rongrong couldn't worry about him, so she followed him. She even asked her parents to borrow a large amount of Nanke money to pay for the direct teleportation from Xinmao City to Bingzi City. Otherwise, with their cultivation level, I'm afraid it will take two or three months to fly to Xuanyin Kingdom.
But when they arrived at Bingzi City, there was still a long way to go from the gate of Wuji Palace, so Fan Rongrong had no choice but to resort to this trick and almost begged the hunchbacked old man to give him a lift.
The hunchbacked old man is also a monk from Xinmao City under the jurisdiction of Lingdi. He is more trustworthy than others and does not look like a villain. However, the wealth is so attractive that even Wuji Palace is thinking about the "Divine Light Curse". 》It must be a very powerful skill. If the hunchbacked old man knew that Tu Lin had this skill, he would be tempted to take advantage of it and kill the two of them!
Tu Lin got the message from Fan Rongrong and did not dare to reveal any more information.
Fortunately, the hunchbacked old man didn't think much about it. After hearing about Tu Lin's tragic life experience, he scolded Wuji Palace to death. After comforting Tu Lin for a while, he began to meditate and breathe out to restore the spiritual power in his body.
There was no words for the whole night, and the next day, when the sky was just getting dark, the three of them set off again, and it was not until nightfall that they arrived at the gate of Wuji Palace.
"Oh, it's so lively here!"
The hunchbacked old man put Tu Lin and Fan Rongrong down, put away the turtle shell magic weapon, and took out a few old array flags to set up a small breathing array, covering the three people's figures and breaths.
It’s no wonder that he acted so cautiously. Within a thousand miles, there were many people, and all kinds of auras, good or evil, strong or weak, bright or dark, were lurking in the periphery and ready to move. Since the news about Lingdi’s conquest of Wuji Palace spread, I don’t know how many scavenging vultures were attracted, all wanting to take a bite of the broth when the behemoth Wuji Palace fell!
Tu Lin and Fan Rongrong looked through the formation towards the mountain gate of Wuji Palace.
I saw a large formation covering a hundred miles of land, faintly flashing with the blood light of talismans, reflecting the heaven and earth in a blush; and in the four directions of the large formation, dozens of bright light spots of different colors, magic weapons, and talismans were suspended. , magic, formations and other spiritual lights are like flowing fireflies, constantly attacking the formation!
Even if Tu Lin and the others were extremely far away, they could still feel the extremely violent fluctuations of spiritual energy and hear bursts of thunder-like roars.
"Senior Yuan, these light spots are all Yuandan masters, right? So many strong men have been attacking for several days, but they still haven't broken through the mountain guarding formation of Wuji Palace?" Fan Rongrong pointed to the sky and looked at the hunchbacked old man who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. Ask for advice.
The hunchbacked old man didn't even open his eyes, and said leisurely: "How can it be so easy to destroy the mountain-protecting formation of Wuji Palace? Since the establishment of the sect, this sect has experienced ups and downs several times, but it has never fallen down and its inheritance has continued. . In addition to its own profound heritage, this mountain-protecting formation also has great contributions!"
"The real mountain gate of Wuji Palace is not on the surface of the mountain, but deep underground. For more than three thousand years, they have already connected the spiritual and earth veins together and formed a peerless formation."
"The formation you see is just the tip of the iceberg!"
(End of chapter)
