"What? You look not in good spirits. But where is the discomfort?" A gentle voice sounded from her ears, instantly dragging Ningxia back from her thoughts of running away.
"...No." Ning Xia showed a smile that didn't look like a bitter smile, but it didn't seem to be very successful. It was obvious that she didn't deceive her brother who had a very keen sense.
"That's not what your expression tells me. Can't you say it... Then I won't ask as a brother." However, Lin Pingzhen has always been considerate, and seeing Ningxia's hesitation, he naturally didn't It would embarrass her, so she immediately changed the subject.
He even stopped her when she was about to say something, but looked like she wouldn't listen.
Ning Xia was stunned for a moment, and finally laughed to herself. Lin Ping really is... whatever.
She calmly changed the topic along with the other person.
"...In the end, only Junior Nephew Wang was rescued. The others were probably buried in the sea of fire." Speaking of what happened that day, Lin Pingzhen was still a little depressed. After all, watching this happen but being unable to do anything about it had a huge impact on him.
As I said before, when they were out of danger, everyone counted the people in the team and found that not all the monks who were lured to Tianbao Pavilion had returned. There is a small group of people who don’t know where they are. They can’t see anyone alive or dead. No matter how many people searched the entire tower, they couldn't find a single living person or even... a corpse.
All the unknowns point to a possibility that no one wants to guess. Thinking of the gossip about the devil that has always been circulated in the world of cultivation, everyone can already guess what it is.
It's just that many of the missing people are close to everyone or even relatives, and they still have a faint hope in their hearts.
But the last hope suddenly met with an accident in Tianbao Pavilion, and was burned in the sea of fire that was inexplicably ignited. The land that held their last faint hope was also destroyed, what could they do?
Wang Jingxuan is probably the only exception.
Lin Pingzhen will never forget that bright face illuminated by the firelight in the raging sea of fire, as well as his eyes that were as clear as before even when he was about to die.
When he found the other party, the spiritual fire had already spread, wrapping up the only living thing in the room. Messy clothes, sweaty hair, and blood stains on his face... This was probably the most embarrassing appearance of Wang Jingxuan's life.
Even the weak and thin body she had just after her rebirth was much better than the one she had now that exuded an aura of ignorance.
But none of that matters. No one knew how lucky Lin Pingzhen felt at this moment.
If you follow your inner voice, you will eventually be able to save the girl. No matter how risky this choice is, it is worth it.
In fact, Lin Pingzhen also knew that it was abnormal for him to be like this. Even if the monk had a sixth sense that was beyond ordinary people, it would not be accurate to this point, not to mention that the unfounded urge that seemed to be urging was indeed very suspicious.
But Lin Pingzhen still obeyed his inner voice. Not surrender, but his choice.
Fortunately, he did not regret this choice in the end, and he rescued the girl from the sea of fire.
Well, this is your life too.
Survive, there are countless hardships and dangers waiting for you. Holding the girl who was relieved and unconscious at this moment, Lin Pingzhen sighed in his heart, and he didn't know who he was talking to.
"...I found Junior Nephew Wang and brought her out. As for the others...it's a pity that the tower collapsed the moment we came out."
He seemed a little melancholy: "After burning for a day and a night, even the bones were burned to ashes, and only a ruin was left in the Tianbao Pavilion."
Lin Pingzhen found Wang Jingxuan in a secret room. The entrance was inconspicuous and winding. There seemed to be a very weak restriction at the entrance. Thanks to the blazing spiritual fire, he successfully reached here and found Wang Jingxuan inside.
After getting out of many dangers, he could barely regain his thoughts. Holding the other person in his arms, he could clearly smell the bloody smell coming from the other person's body, as well as the obvious pinch marks on her neck. It was as conspicuous as a chain tightly tying her slender neck. It can be seen that the person who did it really wanted to kill him.
...You can guess what kind of torture the other party suffered before he came.
Hidden in a remote place, and suffering such serious injuries... Of course, Lin Pingzhen could deduce the situation of other missing disciples from this. It's a pity...I couldn't save them in the end.
Thinking of this, Lin Pingzhen's eyebrows couldn't help but raise a haze, and murderous intent rarely leaked out of his body. I want to know who this extremely aggressive killing intent is aimed at.
"Then...it shouldn't be an ordinary spiritual fire?" Ning Xia said a little uncertainly. If it is a flame caused by ordinary spiritual power, some hidden people are not vegetarians, and of course True Lord Yanyang is not a decoration. If there might be so many surviving disciples hiding in the tower, they wouldn't be able to stand idly by.
It can burn for a day and a night, so the nature of this fire must not be unusual. At least with the skill of a senior Nascent Soul Master like Lord Yanyang, he couldn't calm down, so he gave up.
Ningxia was also very curious about the source of the flames that suddenly swept through the entire tower. Anyway, it won't be because of the Fire Formation Stone, Ningxia is sure of it.
Not to mention that she now knows that the flame is special, and based on the rules of the fire formation stone, there is no way that there are scattered fire seeds left. All the flames will be recycled with the sealing of the Fire Formation Stone, and burning them is simply nonsense.
It couldn't be that some demonic cultivator set the scene on fire to escape.
Seeing Ning Xia's doubts, there was no need to ask. Lin Pingzhen said: "This is not impossible. Indeed, the fire did drive us all out. If there are surviving demon cultivators hiding in the tower, maybe they will Take advantage of this to activate some unknown life-saving means."
These elders have already speculated on various possibilities. It's a pity that when I searched the ruins later, I couldn't find any secret passages or the like.
"Brother Pingzhen..." Ning Xia called out and was silent for a moment: "Do you still remember that inexplicable white spiritual power ball after the fire formation stones retreated that day? I wonder if it has something to do with that thing."
Lin Pingzhen looked at her seriously, without interrupting, as if he was all ears.
The words have come to this point. If you are still hesitating, just say it. There is no shame in guessing wrong, after all, she is really just a little monk with little knowledge.
"At that time, apart from the three of us, there were only those demon cultivators there. As you can see, Yi Feng died in the back, and the white spirit ball appeared in the front. It is unlikely to be related to Yi Feng's soul. Besides, that thing can at least be seen from the outside It looks pure and clean, and has nothing to do with demon cultivators."
"Then there's only one thing left. Apart from the creatures fighting between our two sides, there's one more thing..."
