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Chapter 169: Dark Cloud Overwhelming

Wang Guanghui looked hesitant when he heard this: "You mean?"

"Isn't she the female cultivator from the Xuanling Sect? She almost did something bad, but the people in Xihuang asked me for news about her. Mr. Wu came back to me last time, and what he said, both overtly and covertly, was to let us

We took action to solve it..." Li Wenhai said sadly.

"That's direct..." Wang Guanghui made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Li Wenhai nodded: "If you work harder on this matter, you can also take this opportunity to show your face in front of them. Remember to stay hidden, now is not the time to break up with those noble people."

"Of course."

Wang Guanghui left directly.

Li Wenhai stared at the empty tea cup on the table. The celadon was delicate and beautiful.

The wind and dew of the Nine Autumn Festival bloom over the kilns and capture the green color of thousands of peaks.

After a while, the wind swept away the sleeves, and all the pots and cups fell to the ground and shattered into powder.

During this operation in Yepingpo, he discovered that the person who robbed him of the power of the Immortal Crossing Vine was among the group of men in black.

Especially, that brat looks like he has a high status.

If it weren't for Mr. Wu's order, he would have told him all the gossip on the spot.

He did not tell the truth to Wang Guanghui. In fact, the things Xihuang promised to them had already arrived, but he questioned them about it and refused to accept it. By the way, he also implicitly expressed his intention to ask for compensation.

Mr. Wu's envoy said that he would go back to discuss it, so the matter was delayed.

What the boy said to the female cultivator of Xuanling Sect at that time made him suspect that Yun Ling was the one who killed Xue Qing under the whirling sacred tree that day.

Steal his treasures and kill his daughter. This is an irreconcilable hatred.

That brat is from Xihuang, and there is nothing he can do about him for the time being.

Killing the foundation-building female cultivator of Xuanling Sect is as easy as squeezing an ant to death.

He doesn't even have to take action himself, someone will solve it for him.

He smiled sadly and raised his hand to wave.

The pile of powder on the ground instantly flew out of the room and fell into the mud and rocks in the corner.

...

Time flies like an arrow, years fly by, and just ten years have passed by in a flash.

After ten years of hard training, except for a few months spent refining a few magic weapons, she never relaxed for a moment.

She looked back on her experiences along the way and found that these ten years had been the hardest time she had ever worked in her life.

She chuckled, wondering if this was the desire to survive.

This world is beautiful, but she has a lot of things to do yet, so how can she be willing to leave...

Yun Ling has a habit of constantly refreshing his elixir before hitting the next realm, just to find that ethereal feeling.

The seal of the fire in her body has been loosened, and it has been on the verge of stirring up fire lately. She is always distracted when she is in Qin Dan.

In a situation like this, it's really hard to stay focused.

Until three months later, she broke the jar and simply ignored it.

The soul was finally empty.

Before taking the elixir, she thought of Gu Xun's words.

Let him know before forming the elixir.

She took out the sound-transmitting jade and took a look at it, and couldn't help but smile.

That day, she ran away in a hurry and forgot to leave a message mark for each other.

Forget it, wait until she gets out and then look for another chance.

She doesn't know when, but she always feels at ease when she thinks of him. Maybe it's because he has been by her side during several experiences, and he can always turn danger into safety.

He said, wait until I form an elixir.

He said, wait for you to form a pill.

"Then wait until I form the elixir."

After muttering to herself, she took the elixir in her hand.

The Breaking Realm Pill, Xiangjin Pill, and Jinjie Pill were put into his mouth one after another, and Yun Ling began to formally prepare to attack the realm of the Golden Pill.

...

Xuanling Sect, Yuzhuo Peak.

"Master, is Ling'er almost ready to advance?" Master Mingying asked, his usually bright face now full of worry.

The same goes for Master Mingshuang, who is sitting next to her. Her eyebrows are tightly knitted, and everyone knows that she is in a bad mood at the moment.

Qingwei Zhenjun, who was at the head, looked as usual, without any trace of worry.

"Calculating the time, the seal of the fire should have been loosened, and Ling'er must be preparing to form a pill. Don't worry, she will be fine."

"How about I go to Mu Yue's spiritual veins?" Master Mingshuang suggested, changing from his usual reticence.

Zhenjun Qingwei shook his head: "Not to mention that you can't enter Dao Pavilion without a jade talisman. Any monk who advances has to go through it on his own. It's useless for you to go."

Master Mingying stood up from the chair and said in a deep voice: "Master, Huan'er lost news after he went out for training. Now Ling'er has forced his way into the Golden Core Realm in a short period of time. Junior sister and I are really worried."

The two of them are nominally disciples of Junior Sister Ming Li, but in fact, they are her and Ming Shuang's direct disciples.

She was also a little disciple who had been raised since childhood. She was well-behaved and obedient, which made her a little more fond of him. If he died like this, how could she bear it?

Zhenjun Qingwei glanced at her and said calmly: "Sit down, don't worry. Huan'er's jade tablet of essence and blood is not broken, so her life is naturally safe. Didn't you say that she went to practice near Danxia Valley?

I have already sent a message to fellow Taoists I know well in Danxia Valley, and they will notify me as soon as there is any news."

"It turns out that the master has been looking for pleasure a long time ago." Master Mingying breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and then sighed again: "Oh, Ling'er..."

"I have always had confidence in her. Although she is still young, she can be calm in situations. After several experiences, her cultivation has improved rapidly, and although her luck and fortune are not as good as those at Liuguang Peak, she is not bad either. She is

At my age, I can do much more than I did when I was this age."

"Master was a role model for our generation when we were young." Master Mingying said hurriedly.

Zhenjun Qingwei shook his head: "It's just hard work and good luck. Some people are born to be the darlings of heaven. You have to believe that Ling'er will come back safely."

"You should step back and practice your cultivation. Don't let your disciples overtake you."

"......yes"

After Mingying and Mingshuang left, Zhenjun Qingwei took out a spirit wine gourd.

After tapping the empty gourd a few times and hearing the crisp sounds, she looked toward the sky outside the window.

Looking far away to the west.

...

The sky above Makutake's spiritual veins is covered with dark clouds.

On the top of a mountain not far away, Gu Xun woke up from trance.

He opened his eyes and looked at the gathering clouds above Tao Dao Pavilion, his expression calm.

The hands above his knees had been clenched at some point, and all the veins were showing.

Over the past ten years, monks have continued to advance in Tao Pavilion. He watched quietly when they failed or succeeded, not even bothering to express a sigh.

This time, he was quite uneasy.

This time, it should be her, she can't delay it any longer...

The clouds above Daodao Pavilion had been gathering for two days, and by noon the next day it was already a thick layer.

Dark clouds were looming overhead, as if a dark mountain was about to fall.

In the middle of the night, the clouds suddenly started to spin like a whirlpool in the deep sea.

After a while, the dark clouds stopped rotating and began to split into several calamity clouds.

Gu Xun's heart sank to the bottom.

How could it be...

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