Zhuo Yifan's true energy was like a flexible divine dragon, constantly twisting and changing in the void, forming dazzling runes. He completely remembered Qing Yan's teachings and imitated step by step, as if he was holding a huge
Just like using a brush to paint in the void, every stroke embodies all the hard work and is meticulous.
"Well, Xiaofan, you have got the essence. As long as you draw all the strokes, you can form a fire rune. In the future, you can even use this method to fight against people. Of course, the premise is that you draw the runes fast enough." Qing
Yan Yan nodded and said.
Zhuo Yifan did not dare to be distracted. Although he was at a higher level than Qing Yan, he did not have much experience in using Qi in this way. This was his first time and he was inevitably a little nervous.
Seeing that it was almost done, Zhuo Yifan was secretly happy, but at this moment, a weak voice sounded in his ear: "My child, don't be stupid. Stop immediately if you don't want to die."
Zhuo Yifan was shocked. The spell that was about to take shape almost collapsed.
"Who are you? Come out?" Zhuo Yifan shouted loudly, his spiritual consciousness was released, but he did not sense any existence.
Qing Yan's face changed, and she shouted excitedly: "It's the sect leader! His old man is not dead!"
"Sect Master?" Zhuo Yifan was dumbfounded.
"That's right, I am Mo Shang, the master of the Immortal Spirit Sect. I was lucky enough to escape with my life just to wait for the destined person from this sect. I was seriously injured and I don't have much time left. I won't be able to survive if you don't come." Then.
The old and weak voice said.
"Hello, Sect Leader, I am Zhuo Yifan, the new disciple of Elder Mo Li. Where are you now? Why can't my consciousness detect you?" Zhuo Yifan said respectfully.
"This is the sect's forbidden area. There is a magic circle arranged by the ancestors, which can isolate all spiritual detection, even the Mahayana stage. Of course you can't sense my existence." Mo Shang said softly, and paused for a while.
Then he said: "Even if I want to transmit my spiritual consciousness through the restriction, it is very difficult. I can't hold on anymore. You have to rely on your own strength to open the treasure house door. I will teach you the secret now,
It can only be opened by combining the secret with the talisman."
Hearing this weak voice, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel worried: "Sect Master, don't worry, adjust your breathing first."
"There's no time. I've run out of gas and I can't hold on anymore, but there are still some important secrets that I need to tell you. You should memorize the secrets as soon as possible. I don't have the energy to tell you a second time." Mo Shang smiled bitterly and said.
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"Okay, Sect Master, please tell me, I will definitely remember it." Zhuo Yifan also heard that Sect Master Mo Shang has indeed reached the last moment. He is a master of the Mahayana period, but he doesn't even have a sound transmission.
After losing his strength, one can imagine how seriously injured he was.
"This forbidden area is the last fortress built by the ancestors of the Xianling Sect for the disciples before they ascended. It is to preserve the last essence and blood of the sect. Unfortunately, the demon attack was too fierce. Our Xianling Sect was defeated instantly, and thousands of disciples died in the battle.
The elders were also defeated, and I was the only one who stood up at the last moment.
, relying on the privilege of being a sect leader, I teleported into the forbidden area, but I was attacked by two masters of the Great Chengdu period. I was seriously injured and my soul collapsed. Even if I entered the forbidden area, it would only delay my death. This time, Yifan, you can enter this place.
It’s my destiny to die from the Immortal Spirit Sect.”
Mo Shang spoke slowly, his tone full of sadness. The sacrifice of the sect made him, the sect leader, unable to let go. Most of the disciples died, but he, the sect leader, was still alive. This in itself was a kind of suffering, if not for it.
For the sake of the sect's inheritance, he had already left with those disciples who died.