"Impossible!" Qingling rejected Feng Xuan's blackmail in one breath. Feng Xuan did not expect that she would refuse so decisively, and was stunned for a moment.
"Why? Aren't you worried about the lives of your children?"
Qingling took a sip of tea and said softly, "Of course I am worried about the safety of my companions, but if you ask me to make such a deal, I can't do it! And I also believe in the strength of my companions, and we will work together
Let’s get through this difficult time together!”
Feng Xuan was a little angry when he was rejected, but after living for so long, he had the skill to hide his joy. At this time, his seemingly plain expression was just superficial, and he said lightly, "Xiao Qingling, Mr.
One day you will hurt yourself with your decisiveness."
Qing Ling was full of confidence and asked, "Really? Could it be that you, the son of the Demon King, have also experienced various setbacks? That's why you have such unique insights now?" After a pause, he continued, "Unfortunately, I Qing Ling
The spirit has not experienced any setbacks along the way, so it may not be a bad thing if it really goes through it."
Picking up the tea cup again, taking a sip of tea, Qing Ling slowly said, getting up and not planning to stay here.
Qing Ling's attitude suddenly made Feng Xuan angry. He originally wanted to take the opportunity to please and blackmail her, but in the end Qing Ling seemed to have some complaints about herself.
Before she left, Feng Xuan hurriedly called to the person who was leaving, "Wait a minute -" Seeing Qing Ling turn around with a smile on her lips, Feng Xuan knew that he had been plotted. Qing Ling started from the beginning
He knew that he would tell her everything he knew about life and death in order to please her.
He secretly thought about Qing Ling's missteps and Qing Ling's cunning, and he liked such Qing Ling Feng Xuan even more. Feng Xuan stood up, waved his loose red sleeves, and instantly put away the two rocking chairs, small table and tea set beside him.
He walked up to Qing Ling and said, "You should know that this world of cultivation is divided into the Sifang Continent and the Central Region, right?"
Feng Xuan's words reminded Qing Ling of the books she had read before. There seemed to be a sentence written in it: east, west, south, north, center, the east is the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the west is the misty forest, the south is the forest of monsters, and it is called the land of northern cold.
Zhongna is the Holy Land of Cultivation.
After telling her what she knew, Feng Xuan added for her, "Yes, that's it. As for your ten major sects in the world of cultivation, they are just a small piece of continent outside of the Hundred Thousand Mountains. Where the ten major sects are located
Compared with the scope of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, it is only one-tenth the size of the former, so the book only mentions the Hundred Thousand Mountains and not the Ten Gates of Cultivation."
Feng Xuan's words seemed to make sense, but Qing Ling was shocked. It turned out that since he was a child, he had thought that the ten branches of cultivation in the entire world were the most powerful ones. However, when he aimed at the existence like this, he had always been just a well.
Just a bottom frog.
Feng Xuan continued, "You know the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the Eastern Continent, and the Monster Forest in the south is of course my father's territory." After a deliberate pause, Feng Xuan turned to say, "Maybe it will also be your home in the future.
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Such a topic made Qing Ling subconsciously stretch out her hand and hit Feng Xuan hard. However, Feng Xuan also had a back-up plan and quickly continued talking in a serious manner, "The west is a misty forest. It is similar to Shiwandashan. It is a huge forest.
, the monsters and ghosts in the edge areas are weak, but deep in the misty forest, there are many powerful monsters and ghosts..."
Monsters and ghosts? This word gave Qingling a flash of inspiration.
Qing Ling had long felt strange that although there were cultivators in this world who cultivated immortality, they had never heard of anything similar to the eighteenth level of hell. It turned out that the misty forest was the hiding place of ghosts.
When Feng Xuan said this, Qing Ling also roughly knew the situation in the misty forest in the west. At this time, Feng Xuan continued, "The Beihan land in the north is an ancient battlefield in ancient times. It is very dangerous and is listed as
It is a forbidden area on the mainland, and few cultivators who enter it can come back alive, even cultivators in the Dacheng stage are no exception."
"You mean the place where you will experience life and death in three months is the Northern Cold Land?" Qing Ling realized that something was wrong. Since not many people there could come out alive, then her group only had the cultivation level of the distraction period.
If we really go, wouldn't it be very dangerous?
Fortunately, Feng Xuan shook his head at the right time, "The place you want to practice is not the Northern Cold Land, but the misty forest in the west. Don't underestimate it, it is also full of crises, more dangerous than the Hundred Thousand Mountains."
The presence of headaches.”
Misty forest...
Qing Ling recited it silently in her heart. It turned out that the place where the life and death training was held was. She was still very good at dealing with ghosts, but the same could not be said for her companions. It seemed that the plan was going to be disrupted. Before the life and death training, she had to set aside one or two
It takes a month to let the companions become familiar with various spells to deal with ghosts.
"Thank you for informing me." Qing Ling raised her head and expressed her gratitude to Feng Xuan seriously. If it hadn't been for his reminder, everyone would have been in a hurry three months later, and casualties might have occurred.