The western and central parts of the south have always been areas where the Fortune Telling Alliance has not penetrated. Until recently, there have been changes in the south and southwest.
But this change was only spread among casual cultivators, and it was far from enough to shake the hearts of the clan, so Gao Tian took the initiative to express his gratitude, which surprised even Zhong Lingge.
Several demon cultivators were even more stupid and stood on the flying magic weapon. You looked at me, I looked at you, and finally looked at the team leader Wu Meng, asking her to speak.
Wu Meng inexplicably felt that she was shouldering the heavy responsibility of cultivating the Tao Demon. When she got nervous, she said, "It's not a trivial matter, it's nothing more than committing yourself to one another."
Everyone: "."
Zhong Lingge suppressed his laughter and murmured in a low voice: "I don't think Taoist Gao has that intention. Which pot are you talking about?"
Gao Tian looked at Wu Meng in astonishment. Perhaps he had never encountered such a scene before, and his cheeks were flushed: "I, I didn't mean to use my body. I meant that I would tell my elders and familiar relatives and friends when I got home." , it’s Taoist friend Xuan Ming who is helping me out of kindness. Maybe, maybe you can travel inland in the future.”
"Oh, I understand." Wu Meng calmly waved his hand and said that he didn't need to worry about it. "It's a small matter, don't worry about it. It doesn't matter whether you go inland or not."
This was the first time for everyone to see the disciples of the Xuanming Sect. Seeing the straightforward and slightly silly looks of the four of them, their mentality seemed to be no different from that of the descendants of the Taoist clan in the interior.
Once you witness it with your own eyes, your impressions will take shape in your mind.
Everyone gathered around, curious about the magic cultivator's skills, daily practice, and the situation of the Xuanming Sect. When they heard about it, they found that they were no different from other clans, and the gap was very small.
"An unexpected surprise." Lan Siyue was using magic to clean her precious sword while listening to the chatter in front of her. She felt that this was an excellent change, which was beneficial to what Ling Ge had been planning, and also to the lower realm. All living things.
Zhong Lingge didn't expect such a gain, and he was in a good mood. "They are already discussing forming a team for an expedition. Do you want to go?"
Lan Siyue shook her head: "I won't go. I was traveling around alone, trying to take advantage of opportunities, but I didn't expect to stumble into this secret realm by mistake. After my soul was nourished, I could advance to foundation building." It’s a sign, I gained something from the battle just now, I plan to digest it slowly and don’t rush to explore.”
"That's fine. Xiaojiu went to the west, and I want to continue to the east. Where do you plan to go?"
Zhong Lingge also doesn't plan to join the team. She wants to find the witch family and collect more soul power along the way.
Lan Siyue said that she has no destination: "I plan to fly wherever I want, wherever I go."
Zhong Lingge knew that this was her usual way of traveling. Fortunately, she had strong luck and opportunities came to her wherever she went, so there was no need to worry. "I have something happy to tell you."
Zhong Lingge pulled her aside and conveyed the message about the map fragment in Wu Guiyi's hand, and suggested that after the little follower established the foundation, the three of them would find trusted companions to go to the ancient battlefield ruins together.
Lan Siyue smiled and nodded, obviously in a good mood. "Well, then let's wait for your cousin to build the foundation and go together."
The two said goodbye in a hurry and flew in different directions. Zhong Lingge accelerated all the way, sometimes lowering to the plain to explore whether there were treasures underground, and sometimes rising to high altitude to guard the front.
She discovered that the soul power of this secret realm was not emanating from some kind of treasure, but that the essence of the secret realm was a soul power space, which gave rise to the sea and grassland of soul power.
In other words, it is useless for her to take the sea water or spiritual plants here and bring them back. Without the nourishment of this space, these things with soul power will slowly die.
However, the soul tendons obtained from killing the dragon dragon can be effectively preserved for a long time and can be used to refine elixirs and magic weapons in the future.
After flying for a long time, Zhong Lingge couldn't find any treasure that could be taken away. Occasionally she encountered a spirit beast, and the other party took the initiative to avoid her and ran away.
However, the terrain here is huge, with a sea area and a plain that seem to stretch to the end of the world.
Zhong Lingge felt bored while flying, so she simply sat cross-legged on the flower feather leaves, placed a high-grade spiritual stone in the center of the formation to fly and defend herself, she closed her eyes and began to practice.
【spirit】
【Song】
【Spiritual song. Wake up】
Zhong Lingge was immersed in the technique when he suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up from his sitting position.
It's my mother's voice.
The voice was more real than the last time I heard it in the sect.
"Mom? Is that you?"
[Don’t leave quickly or you won’t be able to take physical form]
"Where are you! I'll go find you first!"
【No! 】
[Obey, leave quickly, lead the clansmen back from where they came, and I will open the door.]
The sound was intermittent, and it seemed like she was nearby, but Zhong Lingge couldn't capture her location at all.
She stopped in mid-air, like a lost cub, stubbornly refusing to leave, but unwilling to go against her mother's words and continue moving forward.
"flesh."
An idea flashed in Zhong Lingge's mind, and his sea of consciousness reached into his body to observe the changes inside and outside his body. He was shocked at this sight.
Unknowingly, her heart and blood became less solid. If it had been longer, she might have melted here, and she wouldn't even realize it!
"Mom, can only soul cultivators live here? The physical body will perish and cannot be reincarnated?"
[Exactly. Let’s go spiritual song will become a god in the near future. See you again]
Zhong Lingge felt happy, her mother was going to transform into a spirit, and they would be able to see each other again soon!
"It's a deal!"
Zhong Lingge quickly triggered the most urgent cry for help in Lian Xin Seal, and all the witch family members in the secret realm would sense it. She believed that with the character and temperament of the witch family members, they would definitely approach her as soon as possible.
She took out Lan Siyue and Lin Xiaojiu's communication charms, told them about the situation here, and asked them to go where they came from.
In addition to the people she knew well, Zhong Lingge also wanted to inform more innocent monks. She thought for a while, took out all the first-level talismans and magic weapons she could discard, and flew all the way to the entrance.
After using all her strength to arrive, she hurriedly drank a few sips of spiritual wine, slowly pushed the talisman and magic weapon into the very far altitude, injected all her spiritual power into it, and triggered an explosion that shook the secret realm.
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Deep in the secret realm, above the red mountain range, three real Yuanying beings stood in a tripartite position, full of murderous intent.
"Senior Brother Wu, haven't you and Zhenjun Jingchong ever thought that the situation has been decided and that your actions against heaven will definitely lead to death?"
"The three of you and I worshiped at the Xuanyuan Mountain Gate at the same time and practiced together for hundreds of years. Why is this happening? Junior Brother Wu, it will be too late if you don't stop."
The words of the two fellow disciples did not shake Wu Yong's firm heart even a little. He displayed the Heaven-Slaughter Formation given by the True Lord, flying and tumbling above his head, like a war flag blowing in the wind.
"Hehehe, you are a weakling, but you are quite eloquent."
The formation diagram burst out with almost divine pressure, and in an instant, thousands of troops and beasts swept across the main mountain range.
Suddenly, weak but hard-to-ignore explosions in the distance caught the attention of the three people.
