Lu Xingyan felt the crisis outside, but he had no spiritual power in his body and was unable to move. Although he was anxious, there was nothing he could do.
In order to regain his strength as soon as possible, he could only start plating walnuts.
This pair of walnuts has an extraordinary origin and is rumored to be a treasure from the upper world. The walnuts can restore spiritual power, but the speed depends on the concentration of spiritual power around them.
However, even if there is no spiritual power around, the walnut itself still contains spiritual power.
It's just that it's slower to extract.
Lu Xingyan didn't expect that he couldn't absorb the spiritual power here directly, but he could through walnuts.
Only then did he remember Ji Mingyao's words.
The surrounding area is full of spiritual energy.
Really rich.
After pondering for a long time, he had recovered one-tenth of his spiritual power.
This speed is unimaginable outside.
You know, when he first realized something was wrong with Ji Mingyao, it took him three days to recover one-tenth of his recovery.
Just when he was about to use his spiritual power to force out the remaining poison from his body, Ji Mingyao came back carrying Agu on his back.
When she saw Lu Xingyan lying down with a plate of walnuts, so comfortable, she suddenly became furious.
"Although you are injured, you still care about me despite the huge commotion outside. Is it appropriate to feel so comfortable?"
Lu Xingyan twitched his lips, a little embarrassed, but didn't say much.
"What's going on outside?"
Ji Mingyao lowered his eyebrows and put Agu aside, "It's nothing. I met the master here and found traces of the Xuanming Sect."
Lu Xingyan noticed that she was in a bad mood and knew that there was something hidden in her.
"You found Agu, what should you do next?"
Ji Mingyao accepted the memory of the throne and knew how to leave here, but there was still one thing that had not been dealt with at the moment.
"I already know how to leave here. Please help me watch over Agu. There are some things that I need to deal with. Once they are dealt with, we can leave."
Seeing that Ji Mingyao was about to leave again, Lu Xingyan worriedly asked: "Be careful."
Ji Mingyao nodded in agreement.
She hurried on quickly and followed the route in her memory to the Snow Mountain Throne.
It's still the same here as before, as if nothing has changed.
Ji Mingyao felt a little cold in his heart and sighed deeply.
Things have changed and people have changed, and I have a lot of emotions.
She entered the throne, and the white giant was still asleep. The mountain spirit, one mountain, one spirit, merged together to form a complete mountain spirit.
The Xuanming Sect didn't know the secret. When they massacred the Xueling clan, they destroyed the mountain body of the previous mountain spirit and took away the spirit body. They thought they had obtained the mountain spirit.
Due to the loss of the spirit body and the hasty replacement, the newly born mountain spirit has no sanity and has muddy consciousness. Only gentle spiritual power can be used to soothe it into a peaceful sleep.
These are all messages from the memory of the Throne.
Agu is young, and even though he has the inheritance of the throne, he cannot complete this work before he awakens.
Ji Mingyao could have ignored it, but she couldn't let it go.
The mountain spirits are the only thoughts of the Xueling clan.
If she doesn't care, the white giant in front of her will probably destroy herself next time she goes crazy.
She couldn't bear it.
Ji Mingyao thought about it on the way here. She couldn't stay and watch, so she could only take it out.
Among the formations she is familiar with, there is a space formation that can be completed together.
However, this formation is very demanding and requires a lot of materials.
And she just has such a set of materials.
Ji Mingyao sighed, feeling pained as he took out the materials to make arrangements. From time to time, he would look at the quiet stone man with tears in his eyes.
"When I complete the fusion of mountain spirits, I must sign a master-servant contract with you as soon as possible, so that you can serve for a hundred years without losing money."
She murmured to herself and put down another colorful stone.
"No, no, one hundred years is not enough, it will take two hundred years!"
By the time the array arrangement was completed, the contract period had been increased to 1,300 years, and he was also a sinister person.