Yuan Xu said in a somewhat anxious voice, "Take the stone away and bring it back to Mao Zaizi. This will be of great help to Mao Zaizi."
Song Yizhi closed the lid and put the brocade box into the storage bracelet.
Immediately afterwards, Song Yizhi took out a box that looked gorgeous but was actually worthless.
She filled it with a handful of stones, then closed the lid and placed the box on the counter.
Later, Song Yizhi began to repair the formation.
After a while, Song Yizhi finally repaired the broken formation.
She walked out of the formation, smiling brightly with her eyes bent.
Yuan Xu, who witnessed everything, remained silent.
This female cultivator has a dark heart.
Song Yizhi hugged Xiao Xizi and said, "Let's find a place to sleep next!"
"..." Xiao Xizi was silent for a while, and her childish voice became much softer, "Sir, I'm afraid we won't be able to sleep."
Song Yizhi raised the little Xizi and stared directly into its golden eyes.
Xiao Xizi was a little flustered when Song Yizhi saw him. He whispered, "Sir, I have lived in this secret realm for a long time. I know some of the rules of this secret realm."
Song Yizhi squinted her eyes slightly to hide the look in her eyes, and asked, "Good news or bad news?"
Xiao Xizi whispered, "Maybe it's not good news?"
Song Yizhi: "..."
How about she prepare some quick-acting heart-saving pills first?!
Xiao Xizi told the rules she knew, "The owner of this secret realm was a powerful person who could overcome tribulations before she died. She was trapped by inner demons and did not improve even half a step further. Her lifespan was exhausted and she died. If you want to leave the secret realm, you must stay in the secret realm."
Help the owner of the secret realm get rid of his obsession before the end, otherwise you and everyone who enters the secret realm will die."
Song Yizhi: "..."
Where is her quick-acting heart-saving pill?!
Yuan Xu spoke before Song Yizhi, "Don't expect me to take Teng Luozhu out. If you can't get out, I can't get out either."
Song Yizhi rubbed Xiao Xizi, and the furry little lion lifted her mood up a bit from her bottom.
Xiao Xizi obediently let Song Yizhi rub her, looking so docile and cute.
After a long time, Song Yizhi showed a meaningful smile and said, "I think someone can do this."
Isn't this great act of saving everyone specially designed for Lan Qianqian, the girl of luck?
When everyone was desperate, she stood up and led everyone out of danger, and naturally gained everyone's love.
It's a pity that I am not among the crowd.
Therefore, she must understand the obsession of the owner of the secret realm and then find a way to resolve it.
As for Lan Qianxi, you can take advantage of it.
Xiao Xizi didn't understand the twists and turns, so he asked, "What did you think of, sir?"
Song Yizhi's lips curved slightly, she turned around and found a way to walk, "Xiao Xizi, let me teach you a truth, it is better to rely on others than to rely on oneself, and it is better to ask for God than to ask for oneself."
Xiao Xizi nodded in understanding.
Song Yizhi wandered around in the secret realm for several days, but gained little.
"Dong, dong, dong..."
The long bell suddenly rang through the secret realm.
Song Yizhi was startled, and then began to count the bells, a total of ten.
The moment the bell disappeared, Song Yizhi also disappeared from where he was.
After the dizziness disappeared, she found herself standing at the door of the Peony Building. The door of the Peony Building was wide open, and the sound of silk and bamboo could be heard from inside.
The Peony Building, which was initially bombed to the ground, has returned to its original appearance, and the outside of the Peony Building is still white.
Song Yizhi squinted his eyes and was about to take out the thunder bullet when he realized that there were monks standing around him.
At a glance, it seems that all the monks who are still alive after entering the secret realm are here.
Song Yizhi resisted the urge to take the thunderbolt and quietly retreated to the back of the crowd.
"What's going on?"
"Why are we all here?"
"Is this the Peony Building?"
The monks who were confused about the situation kept asking each other, but unfortunately no one helped them answer their questions.
When Wei Ling reacted, she saw Song Yizhi not far away, and she strode over.
When Song Yizhi saw Wei Ling walking towards him, he bent his eyes and smiled.
Wei Ling put away her sword, walked up and took Song Yizhi to look at her, and said somewhat suspiciously, "No, why are you wearing what you are wearing? Don't you think it's in the way?"
Song Yizhi leaned into Wei Ling's ear and whispered, "I can't take it off."
Wei Ling glanced at Song Yizhi in surprise. Seeing that there were so many people around, he didn't ask any more questions.
Lan Minjun and Rong Yan saw Song Yizhi in a white dress and walked towards her in unison.
Seeing the two young masters approaching, Wei Ling subconsciously protected Song Yizhi behind him.
Song Yizhi patted Wei Ling on the shoulder and asked her to relax.
Lan Minjun showed a gentle smile towards Song Yizhi, "Miss Song."
"Miss Song." Rong Yan raised his hand and saluted.
Song Yizhi looked at the two of them and nodded slightly as a greeting, "What are you doing here for?"
Lan Minjun smiled softly, "This situation is unheard of. Miss Song, do you want to be with me?"
Song Yizhi smiled slightly and said, "My teammates are here."
Lan Minjun glanced at Wei Ling, and then said to Song Yizhi, "If you have more people, you will have more protection."
Song Yizhi smiled, his refusal obvious.
While a few people were talking, several brave monks had already walked up to the white mist. They tried to break out, but in the next second they were swallowed up by the white mist, leaving only a few withered bones.
Such an incident frightened many monks into changing their expressions.
Suddenly, a monk noticed that the white mist was approaching them. He shook his hands and said in a trembling voice, "The fog, the fog is moving!"
Everyone looked and saw that the white mist was really approaching them.
Most people were so frightened by this sudden change that their legs shook.
What the hell is this!?
"Quick! Get in quickly!"
I don't know who shouted, and the monks reacted and ran towards the Peony Tower.
Song Yizhi grabbed Wei Ling.
Wei Ling held Song Yizhi's hand and pulled her inside, "Song Yizhi, why are you standing there in a daze? Hurry up and leave. This fog is eating people!"
Song Yizhi asked calmly, "Can you guarantee that there is no danger inside?"
Wei Ling shook her head and looked at the white fog getting closer and closer. She pulled Song Yizhi hard and said urgently, "But it's better than being eaten by this white fog, right? There is still a way to survive inside!"
Song Yizhi is as motionless as a mountain.
Lan Minjun and Rong Yan on the side didn't move either.
Lan Qianxi didn't dare to get close for fear of being noticed by Lan Minjun, but she also saw the abnormality of these people. After thinking about it, she slowed down and was not in a hurry to go in.
Wei Ling was so anxious that she saw the white mist getting closer and closer. She really wanted to leave Song Yizhi and go in alone, but she gave up in the end.
She can't give up on her teammates!
"Ancestor, please move! We can't die here!" Wei Ling begged.
Song Yizhi pressed his chin and asked Wei Ling to see what was going on at the Peony Building.
Although Wei Ling didn't understand, he still looked over.
She saw that the door of the Peony Building was closed tightly at some point, and countless skeletons were hung high at the door.
Those skeletons...are all the monks who rushed in just now.
In just a few breaths of time, more than 20 of the eighty monks died.
The monks who were near the Peony Tower were frightened and wanted to leave the door, but the people behind them continued to push forward without knowing why, and then knocked the monks in front of them into the door. The monks who were pressed against the door turned into skeletons and hung high.