"What!"
Zhuge Canglan's expression was one of shock and a little angry, "Palace Master Lin was still on the mountain last night, why is he not here today?"
"This morning, the palace master suddenly received a letter."
Shangguan Junyi's white dress fluttered, with a hint of apology on her pretty and charming face, and she explained softly, "Then she hurried out."
"Where is the girl who stood next to Palace Master Lin yesterday?" Zhuge Canglan asked.
"Are you talking about Miss Ling'er?" Shangguan Junyi replied, "She also left with the palace master."
"Do you know when they will come back?" Zhuge Canglan suppressed his anger and asked.
"I don't know." Shangguan Junyi shook his head decisively.
"Then do you know where they went?" Zhuge Canglan had blue veins faintly rising on his forehead.
"I don't know." Shangguan Junyi still shook his head.
"The girl promised me yesterday that I will give you a reply today." Zhuge Canglan's face was already extremely ugly. "I wonder if your sect agrees to the conditions I put forward?"
"This matter is all decided by the palace master." Shangguan Junyi perfectly explained what it means to ask three questions without knowing anything, "I beg your pardon, little lady, for not being able to answer."
"Is your sect just entertaining me?" Zhuge Canglan narrowed his eyes, his voice was cold, and there was a sharp look in his eyes.
A powerful spiritual aura emanated from his body and enveloped Shangguan Junyi's delicate body, and there was a faint aura of the Great Dao in it.
"Sir, you misunderstood." Shangguan Junyi still smiled, her eyes moved, and she didn't feel any pressure at all. "The palace master does have something important to attend to. Why don't you stay here for a few days and wait until they come back to find out for yourself?" .”
"Now wars are raging everywhere, and all life is in ruins." Zhuge Canglan's face turned red, and he could no longer suppress his emotions. He shouted loudly, "Where did I get all this time?"
The aura on his body became more and more domineering and magnificent, and even ordinary spiritual masters could not resist it.
"I'm sorry, the little lady is just an ordinary elder." Shangguan Junyi's face darkened, and his voice suddenly became a little colder. She seemed completely unaware of his terrifying aura, "Please forgive me for not being able to make the final decision on the important matters of the sect! "
Any elder of Piaohua Palace can actually withstand my pressure!
Zhuge Canglan did not expect that this charming woman who seemed to be sent to deal with him actually had such strength. He was shocked and gained a new understanding of the strength of Piaohua Palace.
Not being able to see through Shangguan Junyi's strength, he did not dare to make a mistake for a while, and immediately fell into an embarrassing situation where he could neither walk nor fight.
Just at this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a little lolita with pink makeup walking by not far away.
is her!
Recognizing Lin Xiaodie, most of the anger in Zhuge Canglan's eyes dissipated in an instant. A look of dejection suddenly flashed across his face, and then he sighed, turned around, jumped into the air, and hurried away.
Staring at his retreating back, a bright smile broke out on Shangguan Junyi's face again.
No one noticed that a concealed white light suddenly flashed through the air and silently pursued Zhuge Canglan at a speed that could not be caught by the naked eye.
…
"This road is blocked!"
Looking at the three men in white with dull expressions and dull eyes in front of them, Lin Zhiyun, Nangong Ling and Zhong Wen had expressions of disbelief on their faces at the same time.
"Dark Temple?"
Zhong Wen asked tentatively.
"This road is blocked!"
The man in white didn't seem to have any intention of talking to him, and still stubbornly repeated these four words.
"It must be that the 'Dark Temple' sent people to guard the important roads in various places." Nangong Ling rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Preventing all forces from going to the 'Wen Dao Academy' to participate in the conference."
"There are more than dozens of roads to the academy." Lin Zhiyun said puzzledly, "If three spiritual masters are arranged at each place, I'm afraid the 'Dark Temple' won't have so many masters, right?"
"Master doesn't know something." Nangong Ling explained patiently, "The 'Dark Temple' did not know what means it used to cultivate thousands of puppet spirits without self-awareness. Most of the people in front of them had distracted eyes and stiff expressions. That’s it, Xuegong and Daqian’s army suffered a big loss on the Xiqi battlefield.”
"Puppet?" Zhong Wen stared at the three men in white and looked up and down, wondering what he was thinking.
"Is the 'Dark Temple' able to cultivate spiritual masters at will?" Lin Zhiyun couldn't help being surprised, "If the army composed of spiritual masters does not come out from the saints, who in the world can defeat it?"
"I heard that although these puppets have spiritual power at the level of spiritual masters." Nangong Ling said with relief, "But they can only practice some basic spiritual skills, and their brains are not very bright. They can only execute some dead orders and do not know how to be flexible. .”
"Even so, it's quite remarkable." Lin Zhiyun exclaimed in surprise.
"You'll find out if you try what you are capable of." Zhong Wen chuckled and disappeared in an instant.
When he reappeared, he was already between three men in white, exuding a mysterious aura. He raised his right arm high and punched like the wind, hitting the puppet spirit master hard.
The three men in white felt their blood flow backwards, their heartbeats intensified, and they instantly fell into a state of stiffness. They were knocked down from the sky easily by his "bang bang bang" punches one after another without any suspense.
During the entire process, the three puppet spirit masters' reactions were quite slow, and they were almost powerless to fight back.
So weak?
Even Zhong Wen himself felt that winning was a bit too easy, and there was a faint sense of guilt in his heart that he felt like "punching Nanshan Nursing Home and kicking Beihai Kindergarten."
"How is it?" Lin Zhiyun asked with concern.
"We won too quickly." Zhong Wen replied honestly, "I didn't test the depth."
Lin Zhiyun felt speechless. After a long while, she slowly said: "How can these puppets be so weak and capable of intercepting real masters? I don't know what the 'Dark Temple' thinks."
"Their purpose is not to intercept masters." Nangong Ling's eyes sparkled, "Don't look at the strength of these puppets, they are more than enough to deal with ordinary secular practitioners."
"Why is this?" Lin Zhiyun asked puzzled.
"There are only a few real masters after all." Zhong Wen interrupted with a smile, "These few puppets are enough to persuade ordinary practitioners to retreat. By then, only a few masters will be present in the entire Heroes Conference. Isn't it cruel? Slap the saint Wen Dao in the face?"
"Besides, one puppet may not be strong, but what if there are ten thousand such puppets." Nangong Ling changed the topic, "And their opponent is an ordinary secular army?"
"No matter how weak a spiritual master is, he is still a spiritual master after all." Zhong Wen thought for a while and commented objectively, "Not to mention ten thousand, even a hundred, they are definitely not matched by any secular army."
"Then what if these ten thousand spiritual masters are on our side." Nangong Ling seemed to have something in his words, "and they have recovered their consciousness and can act independently?"
"What..." Zhong Wen was stunned, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, as if he had discovered a new continent, and he shouted excitedly, "I understand!"
He stretched out his right hand and took out the Xuantian Mirror from the ring. Then his figure flashed and appeared on the ground, and without hesitation he looked at the three lying puppet spirits.
When he returned to the two girls again, there were already three more crystal beads shining with a faint golden light in his hand.
"If we can refine all these puppet spirits into Xuan Tianzhu." Lin Zhiyun had also woken up, a hint of surprise flashed in her beautiful eyes, "If we can give it to our own people, wouldn't we also be able to have one?" An army of spiritual masters?”
"Now we just need to verify." Nangong Ling said with a smile, "Whether the Xuan Tianzhu made with the puppet spirit has the same effect as the ordinary spirit."
"Isn't this easy?" Zhong Wen chuckled, "Why don't you find someone to try it and you will know?"
…
Just as Nangong Ling expected, the cultivators from all walks of life who responded to the call of the saint were like crucian carp crossing the river. They were countless, including those from Daqian and other countries.
These people come from all over the world, and naturally many of them are intercepted by the puppet spirit master of the "Dark Temple".
Shi Xiaolong is one of them.
He has just turned seventeen this year, and is still a young man full of energy and vitality. He comes from the second-rate sect "Baji Sect" located at the junction of Yunjin Province and Antai Province in Daqian.
Except for the leader, there are no Tianlun masters in the Baji Sect. The strength of the entire sect is not much stronger than that of Piaohua Palace. It was originally just a small and unknown local force.
However, among this generation of disciples, Shi Xiaolong suddenly appeared as an extremely talented person. His cultivation was advancing rapidly. At the age of seventeen, he broke through to the fourth level of the Earth Chakra. He was considered a unique genius in the entire sect. .
After getting this great disciple, the leader, Zhou Zijiang, was very excited and planned to take this opportunity of the Heroes Conference to take him out to practice. On the one hand, he would gain more knowledge, and on the other hand, he would also make friends with some giants in the cultivation world and improve his connections.
However, he never expected that such a random thought would kill him.
Looking at the leader who was held in the hands of a man in white with a dull expression and easily broke his neck, Shi Xiaolong felt frightened and was sweating all over his body.
Spiritual Lord!
Although he only has the cultivation level of Earth Chakra, he has also heard from his master that there are peak powerhouses like Lingzun in the world, who have the supreme power to fly into the sky, escape from the earth, and overturn rivers and seas.
Can't run away!
Dead!
Looking at the right palm that the man in white slowly grabbed, he was unable to move, and despair surged in his heart.
"boom!"
However, the man in white who was about to hit him somehow bent his right arm and hit him hard on his left shoulder.
