There was another banging sound inside the cave.

After thinking about it, some people outside the cave were speechless.

Each of their holes is separated by corresponding formations. Some holes seem to be very close to each other, but in fact they are not.

In the entire Siguo Cliff of Lingdao Sect, there are not only large-scale defensive formations and killing formations, but also various small formations, including various types of space psychedelic formations.

One after another, the arrays are connected to each other, forming an ever-changing array.

Without the guidance of the guarding disciples, it would be difficult to take ten steps.

Of course, unless you are a person of extraordinary strength or a master of formations.

But even for both of them, if they break in rashly, they are very likely to die here.

Some people curiously looked at Shen Qingyi's thought hole and the flickering ripples on the barrier.

"The little girl must be fighting against that strange wind again. I don't know if she has anything to do all day long to do that thing."

"What is the identity of the little girl? If you are locked up in this Siguo Cliff, more than 80% of the time you will be punished here for making mistakes. But if you are punished here, then what about the defense formations, illusion formations, spirit gathering formations and other formations outside the cave?

What’s going on with the soundproof array?”

"This is not a treasured place for cultivation. We even have a sound-isolating array and a spirit-gathering array. What on earth are those old guys from the Spiritual Dao Sect doing?"

"Moreover, the strong wind and cold in the cave would be uncomfortable for a monk. He is still a little baby in the Qi refining period..."

"Alas! You said, she has been in there for so long and nothing has happened to her. She still works so hard every day. Isn't she a rare person with ice spirit roots or wind spirit roots in the world of immortality?"

"I'll go! Blind Xiong, what kind of brain do you have? It's such a genius. Why don't Lingdao Sect hide it and put it in this place?"

"You don't know, right? What those old monks like to talk about... why they don't get rid of others, and they don't gain anything... What if they are just playing big games?"

A group of demon cultivators and monster beasts gathered together and started talking.

"Ho! It's so noisy!"

The originally noisy sounds around him suddenly died down.

After the roar completely disappeared, a faint sound came out.

"Let's keep it down, don't wake that guy up..."

"Ding ding ding!"

The crystal fell on the ice and made a crisp sound.

The sound echoed in the sealed cave, and Shen Qingyi looked at his feet in disbelief.

In the Luohong Hall of Lingdao Sect, She Zijiang frowned slightly.

"In a few days, the girl's spiritual stones and food will be used up."

Xianci sniffed the wine in the glass carefully.

"Why, I can't bear to let go. I want to let that little girl out."

She Zijiang poured herself a cup of tea.

"Mingxue is about to break through. As the True Lord of Nascent Soul, he should keep his word."

"Oh, please soften your heart."

She Zijiang did not refute.

He really felt soft-hearted, especially every time he heard the next disciple say that the little girl was beaten by the strange wind inside and hit the barrier of Siguo Cave.

He could imagine the injuries and embarrassment on that girl's body.

Sometimes, he would feel that he was a little cruel.

Look at other people's direct disciples...

"That girl, if you don't be more ruthless, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Senior brother, that's true, but... Qingyi is still young after all..."

"Yes! She is still young..."

Xian Ci sighed.

"But some people in the world of immortality will not be gentle just because they are young. You now know that girl's temperament."

She Zijiang's eyes turned cold.

"I have one more thing to ask you today. Last month, Senior Brother Shi took his disciple to Luokong Temple."

"He went to see Master Yun Chan?"

She Zijiang was a little surprised.
Chapter completed!