"Sister, this spiritual mine has been buried. I don't think there is any need to impose a ban again."
"Yes, they are all tightly blocked. Is it possible to open up these huge rocks to take a look?"
Ji Yansi was speechless. She moved lightly and stepped on the rubble, making a "squeaking" sound.
"Except for the Taiyi disciples stationed here who handed over relatively few spirit stones to the sect last year, how did they get here for so many years?"
"Senior sister, didn't you say that this descendant of the ancient ferocious beast Zongli has the talent to make magic crystals? Maybe this beast helped make it. It's also because these low-level disciples are too greedy and don't hide it."
Several disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall were filled with righteous indignation at this moment. They sacrificed a junior brother for this damn mission. They naturally wanted to leave this ruined village as soon as possible.
"Why did Zhongli help them? What's the secret..."
At this time, the four exhausted Law Enforcement Hall disciples were speechless and didn't know how to answer. They all looked at Ji Yansi on the ground.
Ji Yansi didn't speak anymore. She gently picked up a small stone with her delicate hands, placed it in front of her eyebrows, and observed it carefully...
All this!
On the dilapidated watchtower, the dark pupils were seen, but he did not make any reaction. To be precise, he was mobilizing the demonic energy in his body to nourish the seriously injured body. The battle last night was terrifying and thrilling, if it were not for the ferocious beast.
Zhongli was careless. If not for his clever cooperation with Ji Yansi, even if Ling Chen penetrated the demonic barrier that was about to collapse, it would be difficult to kill Zhongli.
All this can even be said to be a fluke. The mutated Zhongli was so powerful that six mortal monks paid the price of the death of a junior brother and almost failed. This shows how strong the determination of the sect Jueqing is to kill him.
etc!
Jueqing, yes, why didn’t Jueqing kill me in the sect and instead lured me to this remote border? Ling Chen knew that as an elder of the sect, Jueqing must know what happened in Guye Village on the border.
, so based on this inference, she must be worried?
Worried about the sect? Or someone in the sect, or even a certain peak? Ling Chen had a lot of thoughts on his mind, and he couldn't just sit back and wait for those who wanted to kill him.
So, to deceive myself out of the sect, it must be because it is not easy to deal with yourself in the sect, and it must be ruthless...
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It will definitely ask you to pay ten times what you owe me, Xie Yun Peak! Recalling the master who was not good at words and had a strange aura, Ling Chen's determination gradually turned into a rock, as firm as a rock!
With his hands weakly standing on the black sword hilt, Ling Chen looked calmly at the golden sunshine rising in the distance...
His sight was gradually pulled away. On the golden horizon, he saw a blue-ink figure squatting on the ground, and four disciples in white robes walking around. In an instant, his dark eyes thought of a lot -
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The sun is a bit hot as July approaches, and the breeze blows on my face. There is no bone-chilling cold in winter, nor the scorching heat in midsummer. It is just a little warm, and the warmth is very comfortable.
July is supposed to be the season when flowers bloom and pomegranates bloom in bright red, but now in Ancient Night Village, looking from a distance, the dark earth is illuminated by the golden sun, and the villagers’ leftovers, severed limbs and broken rubble have become the ancient night village.
The unique wall of Night Village.
Trying not to look at the mess all over the village, his hair was floating in the golden sunshine, looking at the light piercing the valley and shining on the earth, he felt much better, much better than the previous frown and deep thought, now that
My heart is already very calm, like still water.
Then, he no longer has to worry about facing the oppression of Ming Qifeng within the sect?
Maybe he is not afraid anymore, because the calm man in front of him has turned all the worries and confusions in his heart into the breeze, drifting away in the bright sunshine in the morning, and then restored himself a calm world. From now on, he will no longer be sad and frowning.
fear.
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Three days later, five streaks of light streaked across the sky above Guye Village and quickly disappeared into the sky——
"Ahem..." Ling Chen stood on this huge gear-shaped spiritual weapon. His body couldn't help but swayed. This was his first time flying in the air. A feeling of dizziness suddenly surged into his chest, and the sword under his feet
Although the tooth-shaped spiritual weapon has grown in size, the space where Ling Chen is standing is only half the size of a foot, and his whole body is staggering a bit.
A ball of blue light enveloped Ling Chen and Ji Yansi. Ji Yansi stood in front of the spirit soldiers with an expressionless face. His slim figure stepped steadily on the protruding spikes of the gear spirit soldiers, his aloof figure motionless.
"Qiang" Ling Chen tilted his body and looked at the dust rapidly passing below. He swayed back and forth and suddenly pulled out the black sword from behind, standing on top of Ji Yansi's spiritual soldiers with a loud sound.
Awakened by this powerful sound, Ji Yansi turned around, his beautiful face looking straight at Ling Chen who was only a short distance away.
"Uh, senior sister, I'm sorry, this is my first time flying in the sky, could you please slow down?" Ling Chen, who was holding the hilt of his sword with both hands, finally stabilized his figure and faced Ji Yansi's suspicious gaze with some embarrassment.
Ji Yansi calmly turned away from the four streams of light behind him; "If you want to slow down, just go there."
Originally, it was because he wanted to return to the sect as soon as possible. The current black world was in turmoil. It would be beneficial for everyone to return to the sect as soon as possible. That’s why Ji Yansi, the highest-level cultivator, took Ling Chen Yukong to fly with him. Several other disciples
Their cultivation levels are all slightly inferior to Ji Yansi's. Ji Yansi, who has the highest level of cultivation and a boy who is in the spirit gathering stage, is not much slower than everyone else.
Ji Yansi Weiwei was not very impressed by Ling Chen's timid appearance and turned his head indifferently.
"Uh" Ling Chen saw that Senior Sister Ji Yan was in a bad mood, so he stood behind him obediently and fell silent.
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"Senior sister, can I ask you a question?" Ling Chen, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke. He needed to ask for some information about Mingqi Peak.
Maybe it was the boredom of the long flight, or maybe for some reason, the lonely figure said without looking back: "Ask"
Ling Chen pondered for a while and whispered, "Our Xieyun Peak and Mingqi Peak are rival peaks. Do you guys from the Law Enforcement Hall not care about them?"
"What does it have to do with us? You two factions have been fighting for three hundred years. As long as you don't do anything outrageous in your sect, we have no control over private matters."
"Oh" Ling Chen nodded thoughtfully, with a tangled look on his face.
Undoubtedly, he would have to face Jueqing again when he returned to the sect. Perhaps sensing the subtle expression on Ling Chen's face, Ji Yansi turned around and looked directly at Ling Chen with a pretty face expressionless; "You don't have to worry so much.
Sooner or later, Xie Yun Peak and Ming Qi Peak will create sparks. Success or failure depends on the choice between the two big figures."
"Spark? Big shot, Senior Sister Ji Yan, what are you talking about?" Ling Chen didn't understand, and looked at Ji Yansi in confusion.
"Okay, I won't tell you so much anymore. If you don't go out too much these days, won't things become peaceful after a while?"
Ji Yansi's eyebrows were deep in thought. She knew some inside stories, but she had no intention of telling Ling Chen. There were some grudges that even her level of cultivation could not change, let alone Ling Chen, a young monk in the Soul Gathering Stage.
Both of them fell silent. Ling Chen always kept a calm expression on his face, and his deep black eyes quietly looked down at the gorgeous scenery that was rapidly passing by below.
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A group of five streams of light flew rapidly over the green mountains for two days, and on the third morning, Ling Chen habitually supported the hilt of the sword that stood on the spiritual soldier, and saw a huge and prosperous city standing there.
On the horizon of the earth, a majestic gray-brown city wall stretches in succession, like an ancient giant beast lying on the earth.
Countless rays of brilliant and colorful light flew from the east, west, north, and south of the Black Bear Mountain Range, and drove into this huge city one after another.