As if feeling an attack from the outside, Ning's eyebrows knitted together uneasily, but he was still awake.
"You feel at ease with me..." Gu Huai said with a wry smile: "It's almost going to be a mess outside..."
There was another tremor, causing a cloud of flying sand and rocks. Although the place where they were lingering was far away, how could a group of golden elixir monks cover it? Soon even their side was affected.
Ningxia, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, had a thin layer of sand spread over her body. The corners of her flat robe were covered with tiny stones. She looked gray and pitiful, as if she had come from somewhere. It's like digging out of rubble.
This kind of offensive has been going on for a while, and they are obviously determined to break through this maze with brute force.
...Why don't those people understand that this is a maze formation and not an actual combat formation? It is useless for them to rush around like this and it is a waste of spiritual energy. I guess none of the disciples brought by these people are proficient in formations, otherwise they would not blindly attack with brute force.
But this works to their advantage. Ningxia still needs some time, and he also needs a little effort to complete the transmission. If they break in now, they will be in trouble.
Gu Huai didn't expect this little girl's formation to be so powerful. He was pleasantly surprised that even a team of Jin Dan masters were stopped outside, but he solved a big trouble for them. It's just that it's not a long-term solution to continue like this. Sooner or later, these people will come in and they will always start to take action.
If they can't find a way to escape before this, they will have to face it head-on.
It doesn't matter to him. He has been through a lot of dangerous situations all the way. Gu Huai also has the last trump card and can always save him at the last moment. He was still somewhat sure of his escape.
Ningxia is the person least able to resist in this ring. Gu Huai and Ning Xia had not known each other for a long time, and he did not know what means the other party had hidden to save his life, so he could only assume the worst case scenario.
If the group of people outside were asked to rush in at once, the unlucky one would definitely be this fellow Daoist Lin.
What's more, she is still in this state. If someone comes in, they can be arrested directly without any effort. You can imagine the fate of a foreigner who breaks into a forbidden area and mixes with wanted criminals.
He couldn't take away someone as big as Ningxia. There was nothing he could do.
Gu Huai could actually take the first step. But when the other party was in such a situation, he was unwilling to leave. After all, the other party did not hesitate to lend a helping hand in both crises.
In Ningxia, it was a matter of everyone getting what they needed and not owing each other, but to Gu Huai, it was a great favor. Although he never said it openly, even though he gave away far more than what he received from Ningxia, he still remembered this kindness.
A transaction is a transaction, and a favor is a favor. He knows the difference clearly and does not want to mix it up.
If he leaves now, what difference will he make to an ungrateful person?
There was another roar of spiritual power outside, and there was the faint sound of trees being crushed. It was obvious that those people were very anxious at the moment, and there was no guarantee of what would happen next.
He looked at Ningxia, who was probably nearing the end, and at the red spiritual lines on his palms that were about to fade away. He sighed and stood up.
As the red spirit pattern on the palm of his hand flickered for a few times, and then disappeared completely, the "Spiritual Journey" hanging between the two of them seemed to have completely lost its power and fell to the ground with a "snap", making a dull sound.
Gu Huai picked up the volume of "The Journey of the Gods" and sighed: "The time is just right."
He bent down and gently placed the bamboo slip on Ning Xia's lap. Before he could stand up, he heard the spirit sword at Ning Xia's waist make a low sound, a roar that seemed uneasy and vigilant. It was extremely spiritual.
"It's not a bad idea to say that you have a good sword. But you also have to figure out who is the enemy. Hush, don't make trouble, so that your master can wake up early."
I don’t know if he understood, but Zhong Huanjian did not continue to make trouble.
But when his hand covered Ning Xia's forehead, he still couldn't help but neigh in a low voice, as if he was protesting something.
Naturally, Gu Huai would not argue with a sword that was unclear about his spiritual intelligence. He tried to slightly penetrate the outer layer of the other person's shallow consciousness, but he did not dare to enter or even touch the boundary line, so as not to wake up the overly sensitive person from the conscious space.
But he has also practiced "Shenyou Ji", and because he has practiced San Gong several times, his soul power is much stronger than that of ordinary Jindan monks. But just by looking at this outer layer, you can roughly figure out the opponent's progress.
...It's almost time to wake up.
She quietly pulled out of the other party's shallow consciousness and met Ning Xia's closed eyes. Her hair was naturally soft and soft, and even her eyelashes were soft and floppy. The eyelashes fell slenderly and obediently under her eyes. , it seems that everyone is well-behaved with you.
"You have to wake up soon, otherwise my trip will be in vain."
There was no response for a long time, and Gu Huai burst into laughter, feeling more relaxed than ever before. He probably felt stupid talking to someone who was not awake yet.
He stood up neatly, the hem of his robe raised a burst of dust, collected the things scattered on the ground, and then rummaged through the storage bag to take out something.
A faint spiritual light shot out from the talisman in the palm of his hand and soon enveloped Ning Xia's entire body. Now her whole body seemed to be covered with a vague spiritual network, protecting her whole body inside.
"This is all I can do..." A trace of worry quickly passed between his brows, not thick, but lingering.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, I'm sorry. It seems I can't say goodbye to you in person. But if I continue to stay here, it will harm you. It's better to go out and clear a way. Those guys are coming for me anyway."
"It's just that I can't continue to look after you. If those people come in, this golden talisman can protect you, but you should not indulge too much in the sea of consciousness. Those monsters outside are all devouring... …”
There was still no response, Gu Huai had already expected it and chuckled.
It still depends on their own fate.
There were sounds and rumblings very close at hand. It seemed that those people outside had almost found the trick after beating them randomly. Fellow Daoist Lin's formation probably won't last long, after all, it's just a maze.
Gu Huai looked at the dust that was constantly flying to the west and said softly: "You know who is the enemy? If something is really wrong outside, you will have to fight back to wake up your master, otherwise you will regret it."
The sword buzzed behind him, but he didn't pay attention. He turned around and waved his hand, as if saying goodbye to someone.
"...I'm giving this volume of Travels of the Gods to you. You owe me a debt. I'll pay it back to me personally when I meet you next time..."
The voice was long, and it seemed that there was a response for a long time, but the person had disappeared in this space.
Now only one person from Ningxia is left here.
