Ning Xia's expression suddenly changed and she looked around. The people around her were also startled by her inexplicable movements.
"What's wrong?"
"...What happened again?"
"Could it be that those people just came back..."
…
This young man was like a frightened bird, whirring and panicking. It seems that the sequelae of the shock they suffered cannot be eliminated in a short time.
When Ningxia found the source and dug it out, he raised his head and saw a group of people howling for no apparent reason.
What kind of medicine did these guys take wrongly? Are they called ghosts? Meeting Ningxia's questioning gaze, several elders felt inexplicably embarrassed.
"Okay, don't panic. I'll wait here. Don't be afraid even if Wu Zizi comes. Don't be embarrassed and make other guests laugh..." Wu Ming's father has a bad temper. Suppressed these screaming guys.
...Then why were you seriously injured by someone from the Fifth Purple? Many disciples choked on these words.
I always felt that something terrible would happen if I told her, so I didn’t say it——
Ningxia watched for a while and had no idea what this group of people was doing. One of the golden elixir cultivators on the opposite side was sharp-eyed and saw the one-way transmitter in Ning Xia's hand at a glance.
Ningxia thought that this thing had been broken for a long time and could not find a way to repair it. This thing should have been treated as rubbish, but she always felt that it should not be thrown away, so she kept it in the storage bag to collect dust.
Unexpectedly, I suddenly received a signal today. Ningxia had already given up hope.
There is only one person who can use this thing to contact her right now, Zhenjun Yuanheng!
Finally there was news. Ningxia's hands were shaking when she took the things. Although she was always comforting herself that the other person would be safe, how could such a thing be absolute?
She is actually afraid that she has not been able to receive messages, even though it is possible that the thing is broken and she cannot receive messages.
Although I don’t know how this thing suddenly became good, but it works. Ningxia couldn't wait to find a quiet place to check, and couldn't wait to open the transmitter.
If you really want to talk about it, the transmitter actually has the same function as the mobile phone, both are used to transmit information, but the former uses scientific principles, while the latter really uses the principles of cultivation.
Moreover, people’s mobile phones can be used in multiple pairs, and have many functions such as random messaging, storage and recording, etc., and there are many ways to use them. When Ningxia came through, their world developed to the point where "with a machine in hand, I have the world."
The communication devices in the cultivation world are still relatively backward. They are generally one-to-one, and the one-to-many ones are rare items, and they are also divided into various restrictions such as loss and effectiveness period. It is rare, expensive and not very durable. Very few ordinary monks would choose to use this precious little thing.
Ning Xia doesn't like to use it either, it was forced upon her by True Lord Yuan Heng. Sure enough, that man knew her style of "causing disaster wherever she went", and if he had to equip her with it, it would be a disaster forever!
The one-way transmitter can store one message before and after the latest one in time. If a new message comes in, it will wash out the previous one.
So Ningxia should still be able to see the previous record.
Her hand covered the raised circular pattern of the communicator, and Zhenjun Yuanheng heard a slightly worried voice: "...where are you...on Cloud Island...come...find me..."
This is the previous one. I don’t know how much time has passed, but the sound is blurry and unclear. It is estimated that the fidelity period of half a month has passed earlier, and the sound is somewhat distorted. She should be thankful that she was lucky enough to still be able to hear this record. If it were a little later, this record would simply go silent and nothing could be heard.
Then Ningxia couldn't wait to listen to the latest one. There is no way, the mechanism of this piece of shit is like this, it can only be heard from the farthest recording.
This time it was quite clear. Ning Xia heard clearly, the other party's words were slightly smiling, and he seemed to be in a good mood: "I learned about you from Gu Xiaoyou, you... don't run around, I have already sent this child away. , I’m going to look for you now.”
Gu Xiaoyou...kid?
How could Fellow Daoist Gu be caught by Zhenjun Yuanheng? Or how did True Lord Yuan Heng know that he wanted to get her information from fellow Daoist Gu? Isn’t it true that Lord Yuanheng is too powerful? !
So this was doubly good news. The two people she was thinking about were safe, and she could finally relax now.
They all survived... It was only now that Ningxia felt a little bit more real.
People from the fifth family saw her expression change several times after reading the communicator, and finally settled on a slightly relieved smile, so they knew that the other party must have received some good news.
But just be happy about this kind of thing for a while, there are still other things to do. While this thing was still usable, Ningxia quickly sent one out and succeeded.
This was the first time this thing had been actually used since it came into her hands. Looking at the message that had obviously been successfully sent, she was in an extremely good mood at the moment.
I hope the signal on the other side is still good and I can receive her voice message as soon as possible. Sigh...Mobile phones are easier to use. They can communicate instantly without wasting time.
"What kind of good news is this...so happy." Zhenjun Yunmao and Fifth Yunfeng came out of the room at the other end. They happened to see the happy look on Ningxia's face, and they were a little surprised.
Ning Xia knew that she should be calmer now, but she still couldn't help but smile with joy.
Finally, finally!
"My elders are coming to see me——"
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"This should be enough?" Zhenjun Yuanheng said with some doubts.
Helping people to the end, sending Buddha to the West, and the other party brought him good news, so he naturally didn't mind helping him a little more.
It's just that this guy was too worried and just left like this? Aren't you afraid of encountering a space storm again?
True Lord Yuanheng was still frightened by the terrible storm he encountered last time. He decided to make arrangements before leaving the island to avoid such a thing happening again.
Of course, Zhenjun Yuanheng has not forgotten the culprit who left such a deep impression on them, and is now actively repaying him.
But this kid is really bold. Either he is brave or he is well prepared. Judging from this guy's temperament, it should be the latter.
"No problem." Gu Huai smiled bitterly: "This junior can only use this method. If you follow the normal way, you will still be targeted, and it will be more dangerous at that time, harming others and yourself. It is better to take advantage of them to be chaotic. It’s safer to just leave together.”
"I don't know what kind of enemies you have made, but they are clinging to each other so tightly, as if they are risking their lives. I was hiding in the dark just now to watch, but there are many desperadoes, so you should be more careful. good."
