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"Since Xuankong Zhenren is kindly invited, the old man has the cheekiness to join the alliance, but I don't know how this alliance will be arranged?"

"I'll join the Alliance."

After thinking about it for a while, the cultivators finally decided to join the alliance, but they didn't know who was in charge of this so-called alliance, and what kind of organization it had.

"Hehe, don't worry, our alliance will be called the Spirit Sword Alliance for the time being, as for you, after joining the alliance, you will naturally be the guest elders of my Spirit Sword Sect, and you will enjoy the same treatment as the official elders in the future." The real person in charge looked at the scattered cultivators with a smile and nodded incessantly.

"In this way, it will trouble Xuankong Zhenren." All the scattered cultivators bowed their hands to the real person in charge.

Xuankong Zhenren easily accepted a group of scattered cultivators into the door, provoking the elders of the four major sects sitting on the chairs to look not very good, the Spirit Sword Sect was originally the head of the five major sword sects, its strength is unquestionable, and now it has accepted these strong people, it is even more like a tiger with wings, Xuankong Zhenren first slightly revealed his intention to everyone, and then used the mouth of Lingfeng to extinguish a trace of luck in their hearts, and then closed it perfectly, it was really a good move.

"Elder Bai, what does the Xiaotian Sword Sect think about the alliance?" Xuankong Zhenren looked at Elder Bai, who had not said a word, and said in a very sincere tone.

"No need, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first." Elder Bai stood up with a calm face, and without waiting for the Xuankong real person to speak, after arriving outside the living room, he rose into the air and went to the sky.

As soon as Elder Bai took the lead, the elders of the other three major sects also got up, but they were a lot more polite, and after saying goodbye to Xuankong Zhenren, they each went away in the sky.

In the living room, the expressions of all the scattered cultivators were very strange, and Xuankong Zhenren's move was probably to provoke the other sects.

The dim oil lamp swayed on the table, and the shadow of the lamp fell on Ling Feng's closed face, and the lines on his face still looked resolute in the dim light.

Dao Dao white qi evaporated from the top of his head, he saw sweat on his forehead, his hands were knotted on the legs of the plate, his breathing was extremely symmetrical and rhythmic, after returning from the living room, Shangguan Fenghui specially instructed Lingfeng, the medicinal power in his body still needs to be refined through cultivation, otherwise it will be deposited in the body and affect his future cultivation, in the process of constantly refining the medicinal power, Lingfeng is also constantly absorbing the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth, and wants to improve his cultivation by a few more points, but when his cultivation reaches his level, he wants to improve again, But it was very difficult, although the ninth layer of the Soul Formation Realm was only one level away from the Taixu Realm, the gap was worlds apart.

Breaking through to the Taixuan Realm not only requires chance, but also needs to absorb a huge amount of spiritual power as support, although the Immovable Xuantian Jue has evolved to a level, but it is not enough for him to break through.

A faint aura shrouded Ling Feng's body, and as time passed, the wound on his left shoulder gradually recovered as before, and after the wound was completely recovered, he did not stop cultivating, still closing his eyes tightly, sitting cross-legged, constantly running the Immovable Xuantian Technique, trying to touch a trace of the mystery of the Taixu Realm.

Suddenly, a white point of light floated up from the center of his eyebrows, and as soon as the white point of light came out, it immediately drew ripples in the air, and bursts of strange fluctuations emanated from the white point of light.

Ling Feng suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the white point of light floating in front of him, stretched out his hand, and the white point of light fell into his hand, turning into a small seed, "Thousand Illusion Tree Seed, why did it produce such fluctuations at this time?" ”

As soon as Ling Feng's words seemed to be muttering to himself, the Thousand Illusion Tree Seeds on his palm broke away from his palm, swirled in the air, and flew out through the door, Ling Feng did not hesitate at all, turned into a gust of wind, rushed open the door of the room and chased out, he couldn't lose this thing, if he lost it, he wouldn't be able to find the illusory descendants.

The Thousand Illusion Tree Seed drew a graceful arc in the air, without the slightest pause along the way, flying straight towards the mountains in the distance, Lingfeng was chasing after him, what surprised him was that when he accelerated, the Thousand Illusion Tree Seed would also accelerate, always keeping a distance from him, no matter how he chased it, he couldn't catch up.

Ling Feng was made to cry and laugh by this Thousand Phantom Tree Seed, he was actually played by a small seed, if this matter reached Zihuan's ears, he might not know how to make fun of him, and he chased dozens of miles with some annoyance, and the Thousand Phantom Tree Seed suddenly paused, and then stopped with a long white tail after drawing an arc.

The moment the Thousand Illusion Tree Seed stopped, several white lines as thin as a hair suddenly flashed from the front of the seed, the white lines bent in the air, like several small snakes converged towards the seed, the lines were wrapped on the seed, and disappeared after a flicker, the Thousand Illusion Tree Seed seemed to be injected with energy, flashing with white light, like breathing, very rhythmic.

Ling Feng was attracted by the strange phenomenon in front of him, his eyes stared directly at the Thousand Illusion Tree Seed, stretched out his hand, the Thousand Illusion Tree Seed did not make any resistance, and fell into his hand, as soon as his hand touched the seed, a stream of information came out along the white light emitted from the seed, directly into his consciousness.

"I am the eighth son of the Illusory Adult, I have been looking for my father for many years without success, and now I am in the Perching Peak, I hereby send this message, hoping that the people who are destined to get the Thousand Illusion Tree Seeds will come to the Perching Tree Peak with the Thousand Illusion Tree Seeds after receiving this information.

Now that the Demon Dao is trying to make a comeback, the Perching Tree Peak is already in danger, although I am a powerhouse in the Taixu Realm, I can't compete with the Demon Dao on my own, and those who have obtained the Thousand Illusion Tree Seeds can find my other brothers at my request to help me.

In addition, the Phantom, Phantom Nine, has been found. ”

After reading the information, Lingfeng immediately fell into contemplation, the logic of this information is very confusing, obviously the other party did not think carefully before sending it, it may be because of the urgency of the situation, or it may be for other reasons, judging from the content of the message, it should be that the perching peak where the illusion is located has been attacked by the demon road, and he can't compete with the demon road, so he sent this message with a fluke mind, and there is, the phantom spirit, the phantom nine, is obviously the brother of the illusion, so to speak, If this news is true and reliable, Ling Feng will be able to find the three illusory descendants at once.

However, Ling Feng was not sure of the authenticity of the news at this time, and after thinking about it again, he decided to look for Jiu Mei, after all, he knew more about Phantom Seven than him, and at least he would know something he didn't know.

After returning to the Spirit Sword Sect, Ling Feng came to Jiu Mei's residence, it was early in the morning, the lights in Jiu Mei's room were still not extinguished, her slender shadow was cast on the door, and she was holding a pen in her hand to draw something, Ling Feng knocked on the door gently, but Jiu Mei did not have any reaction, Ling Feng was a little surprised, and casually pushed open the door and walked in.

Jiu Mei was holding a pen and drawing seriously on the paper, when she felt Lingfeng coming in, she was suddenly taken aback, looked at him with some panic, crumpled the paper on the table that was still stained with ink and hid it behind her, her cheeks were a little red, and she said slightly angrily: "Why didn't you knock when you came in?" ”

Lingfeng looked at Jiu Mei strangely and said, "I knocked on the door just now, and when I saw that you didn't react, I came in, what did you draw?" At first glance, Ling Feng vaguely saw that Jiu Mei was drawing a person, and that person looked very similar to him.

"No, it's nothing, I just can't sleep, I just draw casually." Jiu Mei hesitated, and then she waved her hand at Lingfeng, asked him to sit down, and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Ling Feng casually dragged a chair and sat down, flipped his palm, and the Thousand Illusion Tree Seed appeared in the palm of his hand, and said, "The Thousand Illusion Tree Seed has been silent for so long, and after the sudden abnormal movement tonight, after flying out of dozens of miles on its own, I received a message. After he told Jiu Mei about the content of the message, he asked, "You should know more about the Thousand Illusion Tree than I do, can you be sure of the authenticity of this news?" ”