Chapter 644 Soul Lamp of the Palace of Eternal Life
Qingmu Sect, Palace of Eternal Life!
In the quiet hall, only a few sparks were burning faintly.
at this time.
The disciple guarding the temple was sitting cross-legged on the futon, meditating quietly.
Suddenly, several slight sounds came.
Bang bang!!
Hearing this sound, the disciples guarding the temple quickly opened their eyes and looked in the direction from which the sound came.
I saw that under the king-like lotus lantern, among the row of lotus lanterns burning with faint light, two soul lanterns suddenly went out.
Saw this scene.
The young monk was so frightened that he lost his soul.
Is this our sect’s great-uncle soul lamp?
That’s Zhenren Jindan!
Not to mention two people, even if one person dies, it is still a big deal.
Qingmu Sect is about to change.
Thinking of this, he didn't dare to stay any longer. Such a major change needed to be reported as soon as possible.
at this time.
Just as the disciple guarding the palace was about to stand up, another slight crackling sound came.
Hearing this sound again, he looked up and saw that the faces of the disciples guarding the palace turned pale.
I saw another soul lamp extinguished among the row of soul lamps.
"Someone is going to die! Don't implicate me!"
At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind: next time he would not accept the task of guarding the Palace of Eternal Life no matter what he said.
Where is the Palace of Eternal Life?
Is this simply a life-threatening palace?
Before, I spent a lot of spiritual stones to get this task. Isn't it because the aura of this temple is rich?
Is it quiet and undisturbed?
What's going on now!
Will the flower spirit stone speed up my life?
Thinking of this, he wanted to give himself a big mouth.
However, we can't delay it now, otherwise people will really die.
Think about it!
The disciples guarding the palace hurriedly walked out.
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Dang!
Dang Dang!!!
Six consecutive blasts, the mighty voice of Huang Zhong Da Lu, echoed throughout the entire Qingmu Sect residence.
Even though they were separated by formations, they were transmitted clearly and unmistakably into each cave.
However, the sound was indeed much smaller, but still clearly audible.
In a certain cave.
The billowing spiritual energy rolled up towards the figure on the futon.
Through the spiritual energy that was so rich that it seemed as if it were substantial, a silhouette could be vaguely seen.
Although the true appearance cannot be seen clearly, there is still a hazy beauty.
The spiritual energy was swept away by that beautiful shadow.
At this time, the beautiful face of the beautiful figure was revealed.
at this time.
Murong Wanwan just opened her beautiful eyes, with a hint of thinking in her almond eyes, and murmured in her heart;
"My husband's plan has been successful!"
"Why don't you go out and take a look!"
However, this idea was quickly dismissed by her.
At this time, she was on the eve of a breakthrough, and she should not leave the confinement either emotionally or rationally.
"Forget it, let's wait for Master's message!"
Thinking of this, Murong Wanwan closed her eyes and polished the foundation again, and the billowing spiritual energy roared out again.
Little did they know that it was not two fellow disciples who died, but three Golden Elixir monks.
As for the old man, he appeared unexpectedly, so it was normal that she didn't know about it.
But she also knew that if her husband's plan was successful, her master would be very angry.
Are those two golden elixir monks?
Two people died at once, and the Qingmu Sect, as the largest sect of the Immortal Family, was also seriously injured. It can be said that the losses were extremely heavy.
Compared to the cave, it is much more lively outside.
"Senior brother, you are the most well-informed. Which senior brother or sister made the breakthrough?"
The old man with black hair and long beard smiled and said:
"Why didn't I hear the news in advance? I broke through all of a sudden. I'm so envious of you!"
"It seems that I have to spend another sum of spiritual stones to congratulate my newly promoted uncle."
At the end of the sentence, a look of distress appeared on the old face.
See this.
The long-faced man opposite had a stern face, shook his head and said;
"Junior brother, you are overthinking. The opposite is true. It's not that someone from the sect broke through, it was my uncle who died outside!"
"What?"
"Moreover, not just one, but three junior uncles have died one after another!"
"Brother, is your information wrong?"
"How is it possible that three martial uncles died all at once? Where is the uncle?"
The old man with black hair and long beard looked at his friend across from him with a look of disbelief on his face.
But seeing the other party's heavy look, he also knew this, and maybe it was true.
A mere foundation-building monk would not dare to joke about such an important matter.
Cursing Uncle Master will kill people.
Immediately.
He quickly asked:
"Are you telling the truth? This sect really lost three real people at once!"
"Um!"
The long-faced man said with a very solemn expression:
"This is absolutely true!"
"This should be a conspiracy against our sect. Otherwise, how could we have lost three masters and uncles in a row, with less than three breaths between them?"
"With such strength, it cannot be a casual cultivator, it must be the work of a large cultivator."
Such topics quickly spread among the monks in the foundation building period.
Even some well-informed monks in the Qi Refining Period also knew about the changes in the sect.
at this time.
Outside the Palace of Eternal Life.
A figure in white clothes suddenly appeared, as if it was conjured out of thin air.
Although this girl does not look as innocent and charming as the 28-year-old girl, her appearance is also bright and attractive, and has a unique allure.
However, no monk dared to tease her, not even to think about it.
It is precisely because this woman is an extremely powerful monk.
good.
She is none other than the Sea-Suppressing Divine Needle of the Qingmu Sect, the Nascent Soul cultivator Fengling Zhenjun.
Entering the Hall of Immortality, Fengling Zhenjun saw several Jindan Zhenren standing on one side.
"I'll wait to see my ancestor!"
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Many monks bowed in unison.
See this.
Master Fengling glanced at the several Master Jindan expressionlessly and said calmly:
"Where is anyone else?"
Among the few real people standing on one side, one of the monks took a step forward and said:
"Forefather Qi, except for Junior Sister Murong who is in retreat preparing to break through, all the Jindan monks in the sect have arrived!"
Then, he paused, and then said cautiously:
"Ancestor, do you want to inform my junior sister?"
Hear the words.
Fengling Zhenjun said calmly:
"No need to disturb her retreat."
"yes!"
He bowed and cupped his fists.
Immediately afterwards.
True Lord Fengling spoke again:
"Where are the disciples guarding the temple?"
At this time, the young monk standing in the corner took a few steps forward in fear, bowed and said:
"Disciple pays homage to the ancestor. It is the disciple who has guarded the Eternal Life Palace in recent years."
"Um!"
Fengling Zhenjun glanced at the weak-minded disciple and said calmly:
"No need to be afraid, tell us what you see and hear in detail!"
See this.
The young monk, who felt slightly at ease, then began to tell the story in detail.
Lean less.
Fengling Zhenjun frowned slightly and asked calmly:
"You mean there were three soul lamps, two of them went out almost at the same time, and Yuan Du's soul lamp went out two breaths later, right?"
"This is exactly what I reported to my ancestor. This disciple will never remember the wrong time."