Time flies, time flies, and it has been more than two years in the blink of an eye.
Although the east peak of Lingyue Valley rotates through the seasons, no one comes to disturb them. Except for three small figures having fun, no one else can be seen in the entire east peak.
It seems that this place has long been forgotten.
In early November, the chill started to show. This year, the East Peak was rarely covered with a layer of snow. Three little girls squatted at the door of the hut and played happily. After a while, they built a seven or eight-foot-tall snowman.
The snowman has a handsome appearance, a tall and straight body, and sharp facial contours, making him look quite imposing.
The girl in the pink and white embroidered skirt clapped her little hands, took two steps back and stared at the snowman, showing a satisfied look, "Well, that's great, but the posture of this hand seems wrong?"
At this time, Snowman had one hand behind his back, but the other hand was held across his chest, which made Chan Bao feel a little weird, as if something was missing from Snowman's hand.
"Of course it's not right, this is the only thing missing!"
The little kid who was squatting on the ground and working non-stop smiled, suddenly jumped up, and put a snow sculpture that looked like a puppy into the palm of the snowman's virtual hand.
"Hey, it does look much prettier, but this puppy...why does it look familiar?" Xiaoqing said with a wink.
"Of course she's familiar. Isn't this herself?" Chan Bao glanced at the little girl, then rolled her eyes, "I'll get one for myself too!"
After saying that, with a casual move, a string of white snow suddenly rose up from the ground, and in an instant it turned into the shape of a three-inch long insect. Chan Bao stared at the snow-white insect and smiled, then threw it on top of the snowman's head.
"And mine!"
Xiao Qing followed the gourd and drew a scoop, and quickly made a bright and cheerful bird and placed it on the snowman's shoulder.
When the little boy saw this, he curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly, "Chanbao, did you make a mistake? You put it somewhere wrong. You put it on his head. Could it be that... you want to shit on his head!"
"Bah, bah, bah! Can you speak? I am blessed by the dragon, do you understand? The dragon above my head is immune to all evil..."
"..."
"Sister Chanbao, sister Xiaobian, stop fighting and look over there!"
Just as Chan Bao and Xiao Beidian were arguing, Xiao Qing suddenly pointed to the base of a rocky mountain on the right and screamed in surprise.
At the foot of the stone mountain, the stone door opened, and a handsome young man in white walked out slowly. He looked at the surrounding snow scene with some surprise, then smiled slightly and walked towards Xiaoqing and the others.
After more than two years of seclusion, Lu Li refined nearly 200,000 high-grade spiritual stones and finally entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
At this time, the Nascent Soul in his Dantian has completely solidified, and it looks no different from a real baby. The only difference is that the baby's entire body is shimmering with nine colors of light, solemn and solemn.
And his Dantian has also expanded to a hundred miles, and coupled with his spiritual consciousness of two thousand miles, it has doubled compared with the initial stage. It is really a great progress.
What's even more gratifying is that after more than four years of gathering spirit, the Huan Yuezhu finally made some movement. A faint shadow has appeared in the spirit pool of the central spiritual palace.
I believe that it won't be long before he can completely evolve into a weapon spirit.
Regarding this, Lu Li couldn't help but sigh. It was really not easy to generate the spirit of a natal spiritual weapon. You must know that the flow rate of the Time Palace is twenty times, and he also invested a full one million middle-grade spiritual stones.
It took more than four years for signs to appear. If it were an ordinary person, it would be difficult for an ordinary person to obtain a natal spiritual weapon within a hundred or two hundred years.
"Brother! You are out of seclusion!"
Seeing Lu Li coming, Xiao Qing ran over first and looked up at Lu Li with a happy face. Seeing this, Xiao Bu Dian and Chan Bao also ran over quickly, chattering around Lu Li.
Lu Li was not bothered and played with the three little guys for a while with a smile on his face. Then he looked at Chan Bao and asked, "Didn't anyone come to see me during this time?"
Chan Bao picked her lips and thought for a while, "Except for a woman who calls herself Qi Lingshan, there is no one here."
Qi Lingshan?
Lu Li suddenly felt a little disappointed when he heard this, as if he had been forgotten by the world, and then asked, "What is she here for?"
"Yes, the alliance leader asked her to come over and deliver a message, telling you that she had to leave the Blood Moon Alliance for urgent matters, so you don't need to worry."
Weiyue is gone?
Lu Li frowned, "When did it happen?"
Chan Bao said: "About half a year ago, you were in retreat at that time, so we didn't bother you."
"Is that so?"
Lu Li frowned and thought for a while, but decided to go to Gongsun Xian later and ask what happened.
Back in the house, Lu Li asked Xiao Dian again about the blood of the rain beast. To his delight, Ying Tianxiao, who had gone to the Ten Thousand Monsters Continent, had returned and brought back a full fifty bottles of the blood of the rain beast.
After getting the blood of the rain beast from Xiao Bu Dian, Lu Li immediately took out the two treasure maps and spread them flat on the table.
As blood dripped onto the treasure map, Lu Li's expression became slightly nervous.
"This doesn't seem to be of any use, does it?"
Looking at the unresponsive Baotu, the little boy said with some doubts.
Lu Li didn't say anything, his eyes flashed slightly, and he put his fingers on the blood and rubbed it gently. He felt that if the blood was dripped on it, the surface pattern would disappear.
Sure enough, as he rubbed it gently, the pattern that was not afraid of water and fire actually disappeared.
Lu Li couldn't help but secretly rejoiced when he saw this, and poured the remaining half bottle of blood up.
"Hey, it's done!"
After a while, Lu Li used a jet of water to clean the surface of the treasure map. He looked at the very dim mountain pattern on it and showed a satisfied smile.
"Brother, are there words on it?"
Xiaoqing was kneeling on a round stool, with her upper body lying on the table, pointing to the mountains somewhere on the treasure map and reminded.
If you look closely, you will see that there are indeed a few rows of small characters there, but they are too small and almost the same color as the surrounding colors. It is difficult to spot them if you don't look carefully.
"There are seven stars in the bluestone peaks, and ghosts and gods are connected under the feet of the seven stars."
"Looking at the falling snow in the northern sky, mysteries are hidden in the fight."
"Anyone from Tianji to Tianxuan can enter, but Tianshu will lose his soul if he steps on it."
"The three levels of Huangquan are the soul-locking places, where good fortune and misfortune come together."
As Lu Li was thinking about it, he couldn't help but shake his head and start singing. When he saw the end, he couldn't help but twitched his face, "What the hell is this? It's so mysterious."
"Brother, what does this mean? I can't understand it at all?" Xiao Qing asked curiously.
"I don't understand this either."
Lu Li frowned depressedly, looked at Chan Bao and asked, "Chan Bao, have you seen any clues?"
He found that although this picture was manifested, except for the vast bluestone forest, there were no place names on it, which made him feel like he had no idea where to start.
Chan Bao turned his eyes when he heard this and said, "I don't understand it either, but I have an idea, do you want to hear it..."
