Zuo Chuning's face was condensed, and there was a hint of hesitation.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and when he looked closely, he had returned to Bingling Peak.

Take a closer look, the surrounding ice and snow peaks are all cold, white and expansive, where is the figure of the black-robed man?

"Hehe, boy, don't let me down......"

Zuo Chuning listened to the ethereal voice of the black-robed man, and his extremely indifferent eyes moved slightly.

This black-robed man tried his best to take him to Wanqingshan, but he didn't do anything, as if it was just to tell him about Bai Zisheng's life experience-

But from the perspective of others, what does Bai Zisheng's life experience have to do with Zuo Qiu Ning, so why did the black-robed man find him?

And this black-robed man hides his head and tail, and his words faintly reveal that Zisheng's mind is meticulous and deep-

Zuo Chuning was aware of this, but he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

Looking at Bai Zisheng's position in the White Dragon Mansion, he knew that if he was pure-minded, he would have long since ceased to be alive.

It's just that this black-robed man seems to know him and Bai Zisheng very well, no matter who he is, what is his purpose in doing such a thing?

And what is more important at this moment is whether he, Zuo Chuning, should tell Bai Zisheng what he knows today.

If the black-robed man can quietly take him out of the Guiyuan Immortal Sect, his strength must be unfathomable, and even he can't touch the identity of Zisheng's mother, what can he and Bai Zisheng do?

Zuo Chuning's brows were furrowed, but he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Zisheng ......" Zuo Qiu Ning murmured unconsciously, and then his heart was shocked.

Why should he bother, since Bai Zisheng is a son of man, he has the right to know a qiē, why should he worry about being too much and being in a dilemma?

This matter is extremely difficult, and he will also help Bai Zisheng. In this way, why are you entangled?

Zuo Qiu Ning's eyebrows relaxed, he didn't realize that he cared too much about Bai Zisheng, but he had both the guidance of his own heart and the boundless illusion that turned back in the sea of knowledge from time to time, and the picture was too real, which made him have to be a little confused.

A trace of doubt crossed Zuo Chuning's eyes, and then he returned to indifference.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his divine sense between his eyebrows leaped out, instantly sweeping over the entire Guiyuan Immortal Sect.

The secret divine sense passed through the disciples of the Immortal Sect one by one, but they only felt a chill on their bodies, but they did not find anything unusual.

Zuo Chuning's eyebrows furrowed, and then his consciousness concentrated in one place. He opened his eyes, and his eyes were as indifferent as ever: "The land of trials......"

Zuoqiu stood quietly for a moment, but turned around and entered the stone room.

Since you have entered the place of trial, that is, you have to hone it for a good life, and you should wait for Bai Zisheng to come back and talk about it one by one.

Zuo Qiu Ning entered the stone room, and with a light wave of the sleeves of his robe, he laid down layers of prohibitions. Immediately, he sat upright on the stone platform, his eyes slightly closed, and his breath precipitated, and he was in a state of mind.

I saw that when he exhaled and breathed, the room was full of cold air, and extremely thick ice condensed on the stone wall.

The avenue of Zuo Qiu Ning is the avenue of ten thousand ices leading to the sky, and the exercises are orderless, which is unique for itself.

At this time, he sank his mind, just to polish his own avenue and mellow the exercises that had just begun to take shape.

I saw that there was darkness in his consciousness, only a faint light source, emitting a faint white light.

It was an ice stone, but it was the size of a fist, and it was sleek and lovely.

It swirled gently in Zuo Chunin's sea of consciousness, emitting an incomparable chill.

This is the essence of Zuo Qiu Ning's exercises, which is to condense thousands of chills and blend them in a staggered manner. If the exercises have been perfected, then the form of this ice stone will be very different.

Zuo Chuning's mood is empty, immersed in the sea of consciousness, and constantly comprehends the true essence of the Great Dao in the ice and stones.

The way of ten thousand ice to the sky, take its coldness, make it cold, and then the cold is not ruthless, with the cold love contains the true feelings, feel the thousands of avenues, and finally get the meaning of the sky.

Zuo Chuning felt carefully, but he didn't know what cold feelings were and true feelings.

If there is already cold feelings, how can there be true feelings?

Zuo Qiu Ning opened his eyes, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed. Then, without knowing what he was thinking, he closed his eyes again and sank into the avenue.

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Bai Zisheng was a few inches away from the ground under his feet, and slowly walked along the way.

This stone path was dark, full of the breath of devouring demon butterflies, with a sense of demon beast wildness, which made Bai Zisheng a little frightened.

Such a strong taste...... How many devouring butterflies are hidden in this grotto?

Bai Zisheng's eyes were slightly dark, and his breath was almost gone.

He couldn't walk more than four or five feet, then he suddenly jumped up, put one hand and two fingers, and slashed, several water blades slashed into the air, scraping out a messy metal interlacing sound.

"Hmm-" There were waves in the air, and the strange sound of the demon butterfly chirping was passing through the void and hitting Bai Zisheng's sea of knowledge.

Bai Zisheng Zhihai was shocked by the sound of the chirping, and he couldn't help but snort in his mouth, it was like his blood was churning.

The demon butterfly took advantage of Bai Zisheng's shock to his hands by the sound waves, and suddenly flew out and pounced on Bai Zisheng.

This demon butterfly is much bigger and more different than the one that was killed by Bai Zisheng just now.

I saw that its body was half a foot long, its mouthparts were sharp, its body was blue, shining with gold and iron, and it looked extremely tough. What's even more peculiar is that it is not like the magic butterfly just now, only a pair of wings, but two pairs of dark blue, jagged butterfly wings, beautiful and weird.

Bai Zisheng's brows were furrowed, and his face was pale.

If it is said that the demon butterfly is only worthy of adulthood, and its strength is only comparable to the fourth layer of qi training, then at this time, this one has tended to be advanced, and its strength is comparable to the tenth layer of qi training.

What's even more weird and terrifying is that no matter what state they are in, their long beaks can pierce the ** defenses of monks below the primordial infant, and then suck flesh and devour the soul.

He tapped his foot, and his body quickly dodged, and he was able to avoid the bite of the demon butterfly.

The demon butterfly fluttered into the air, then flapped the huge butterfly wings, made a clanging cracking sound, turned around and threw itself towards Bai Zisheng again, and the long mouthparts glowed with a strange light.

Bai Zisheng stood in place, but he didn't hide or dodge. The true yuan in his hand flowed, the blue light was shining, and he moved again and again, almost turning into an afterimage in the air.

In front of him, countless water blades were already condensed, intertwined together, forming a huge blade.

I saw Bai Zisheng clasp his hands together and sink down suddenly, and the huge water blade slashed forward extremely quickly, twisting into a ball of the demon butterfly that was biting him.

The water blade seemed to be extremely weak, and the water rippled slightly, full of soft and delicate feeling.

It staggered with the Demon Butterfly, as if it was just gently paddling a wave of water in the Demon Butterfly's body, and it could not stop the Demon Butterfly's footsteps in the slightest.

The demon butterfly is still extremely fast, and when I see that mouthpart, it is about to pierce into Bai Zisheng's body-

Suddenly, the demon butterfly's wings trembled slightly, and then let out an extremely piercing scream, and it split in half from the middle, and the stinky internal organs flowed all over the ground.

Bai Zisheng exhaled lightly, but there was no horror on his face.

When the demon butterfly fell, its mouthparts were only a millimeter away from Bai Zisheng, and once it was punctured by it, it would turn into dry bones in an instant.

Bai Zisheng leaned down, and his palm was covered with a thick layer of True Yuan, isolating contact with the outside.

He gently flicked the corpse of the demon butterfly, and then carefully removed the mouthparts of the demon butterfly with the palm covering Zhenyuan.

This demon butterfly's mouthparts are a rare material for refining weapons, but the mouthparts of Fang Cai have not yet grown intact, but they cannot be used for refining weapons, so Bai Zisheng annihilated it casually.

But this is different, it is already grown, and looking at the cold and strange light of the mouthpiece, you know that it must be very sharp and strong—but it is excellent for refining.

Bai Zisheng slowly separated his mouthparts from the demon butterfly corpse, and his head was slightly wet with sweat.

He picked up the mouthpiece and flicked it lightly, and the mouthpiece made a buzzing sound, which was not to be underestimated.

Bai Zisheng put his mouthparts into the storage bracelet, and his divine sense spread between his eyebrows, spreading in all directions.

Somehow, however, the divine consciousness could not penetrate the darkness, and could only be confined within three feet of the body.

Bai Zisheng's heart became more and more vigilant - his divine sense was almost useless, if the realm of the demon butterfly was still low, it would be fine, if he encountered a high-level demon butterfly, he would die here if he didn't notice it for a while.

He was already sure at this moment that this Devouring Demon Cave was bound to have a clan of Devouring Demon Butterflies, if there was a trace of carelessness, he would provoke more Demon Butterflies and attack them in groups, not to mention the corpses, even if they were traces, they would not leave a trace and disappear in this cultivation realm.

He has not avenged his great revenge, and he has not regained his best friendship with Zuo Chuning, how can he be willing to die out?

Bai Zisheng thought of Zuo Chuning, a smile appeared on his face, and then he returned to calm, faintly vigilant.

He swept around with his divine sense again, feeling that there was nothing unusual within three zhang of his side, so he brushed away the demon butterfly corpse with one hand, and took out the seven or eight magic weapons left by Zuo Chuning and him during the demon eradication task with the other.

Those magic weapons emitted a faint aura in Bai Zisheng's hands, and the cold air was thick.

Bai Zisheng tapped between his fingers, and the bright and soft true yuan erupted and disappeared into it.

Pieces of magic weapons floated in the air, scattering layers of spiritual shields, protecting him left and right.

Bai Zisheng breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

The True Yuan required for these magic weapons was extremely huge, and at this moment, he injected the only remaining True Yuan into them, and the time he could hold on was only for a moment or three.

Bai Zisheng shook his head slightly and sat cross-legged.

This was not the time for regret and sighs, and he had to do his best to restore the true element in order to cope with the subsequent situation.