The monks who had fallen into a state of confusion woke up one by one, and they were all the same as when the pillar first woke up, with a completely different kind of vigilance on their faces.

It's just that the pillar has glutinous rice holding his hand, but the monks don't have such a guide, so they tense up and stand in place, although their eyes have returned, they are still a little flustered, but they startled Zong Wude, who has been standing by and watching.

"Hey." There was even a hint of softness in Zong Wude's voice.

After Nuomi woke up these monks, he didn't stay far away. She pulled the pillar first, and the two of them spoke a few words on the side, and then turned back again. When I came back this time, what I saw was the somewhat uncomfortable look on Zong Wude's face, and he was immediately stunned.

"How......?" Nuomi asked Zong Wude directly.

Zong Wude didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

Glutinous rice looked in the direction of his finger, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

What she feared had happened. Although it didn't happen to the pillars, nor did it happen to the disciples of their Thousand Thousand Sects, but looking at the monk with a sluggish face, she couldn't help but feel a little gloomy in her heart.

"I'll try."

When Nuomi saw that Zong Wude was still holding the monk's arm and shaking it, he shook his head at Zong Wude, and took the monk's palm and held it gently.

It's the pillar, and it's not good to show any unhappy looks at this time, so he just stood quietly behind Nuomi, frowning and thinking. He also remembered a little that he seemed to have seen something, but he was worse than Glutinous Rice, who could still remember a vague shadow a little, but the pillar couldn't even remember the shadow.

He remembered nothing but what he had seen. But I don't have the slightest memory of what I saw.

This is probably the reason why Zong Wude can feel a sense of heaviness from the glutinous rice, but he doesn't feel much on the pillar.

Zong Wude cautiously glanced at the pillar from the corner of his eye, and found that the other party didn't pay attention to him at all, and he didn't know what it should be like in his heart.

He followed the glutinous rice, of course, not for nothing. He had also heard the name of the Thousand Hundred Sect, and even knew more than ordinary monks. Almost as soon as he saw the glutinous rice, he had already remembered the rumors that were circulating in a small group of loose cultivators.

Among the sects called the Thousand Thousand Sects. There is a young assistant in charge. He is a rare alchemist.

That's why he was reluctant to fight with glutinous rice in the first place. Because no matter who wins, he doesn't want to have any trouble with the same alchemist. It's just that he didn't expect it. The person standing in front of him was not just a young alchemist, but also an immortal cultivator whose cultivation level and spiritual veins and spiritual roots were much more powerful than him.

Zong Wude once wanted to join the Thousand Thousand Sects, but before he could start acting, the human world was already in chaos. He himself was lucky, and he followed some friends in a daze. They all took refuge in the netherworld. When he came back, he didn't think of Qianrenzong again.

When Nuomi's training team first came to this vicinity, Nuomi didn't see Zong Wude in the casual cultivation, and Zong Wude was indeed not in the old Xuantian Pavilion site at that time.

The two met for the first time. What we are facing is already a situation of competition.

Zong Wude has been feeling quite annoyed since then, so he will silently follow behind not far away, hoping to ease the relationship between the two sides - although in Nuomi's heart. I didn't feel any disgust for Zong Wude.

He was begged by those loose cultivators, so he came forward to participate in a competition on their behalf. According to Zong Wude's own thoughts. He would never get involved in any of these things. Whether it was in the original immortal cultivation world or in this chaotic place now, he was not the kind of person who liked to cause trouble, and preferred to hide in his cave and cultivate quietly.

has considerable strength, Zong Wude can also be regarded as an arrogant monk. There are even some sects of immortal cultivation that he is very interesting, but he himself did not join those sects in the end.

- Alchemist.

Zong Wude glanced absentmindedly in the direction of glutinous rice again.

Nuomi had already closed her eyes at this time, pulling the monk who had lost her mind, and her whole body exuded a comfortable atmosphere.

Looking at her like this, even Zong Wude knew that Nuomi was trying to use her own divine sense to guide, so as to integrate and awaken the other party's somewhat fragmented divine soul. It's just that this doesn't mean that if she guides, the other party will be able to respond, and it must be if the other party's soul is not too broken.

They stood quietly, but the other monks who had come back were not so quiet. The monks who had fallen into a state of confusion woke up one by one, and they were all the same as when the pillar first woke up, with a completely different kind of vigilance on their faces.

It's just that the pillar has glutinous rice holding his hand, but the monks don't have such a guide, so they tense up and stand in place, although their eyes have returned, they are still a little flustered, but they startled Zong Wude, who has been standing by and watching.

"Hey." There was even a hint of softness in Zong Wude's voice.

After Nuomi woke up these monks, he didn't stay far away. She pulled the pillar first, and the two of them spoke a few words on the side, and then turned back again. When I came back this time, what I saw was the somewhat uncomfortable look on Zong Wude's face, and he was immediately stunned.

"How......?" Nuomi asked Zong Wude directly.

Zong Wude didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and pointed forward.

Glutinous rice looked in the direction of his finger, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

What she feared had happened. Although it didn't happen to the pillars, nor did it happen to the disciples of their Thousand Thousand Sects, but looking at the monk with a sluggish face, she couldn't help but feel a little gloomy in her heart.

"I'll try."

When Nuomi saw that Zong Wude was still holding the monk's arm and shaking it, he shook his head at Zong Wude, and took the monk's palm and held it gently.

It's the pillar, and it's not good to show any unhappy looks at this time, so he just stood quietly behind Nuomi, frowning and thinking. He also remembered a little that he seemed to have seen something, but he was worse than Glutinous Rice, who could still remember a vague shadow a little, but the pillar couldn't even remember the shadow.

He remembered what he had seen, but he had no memory of what he had seen.

This is probably the reason why Zong Wude can feel a sense of heaviness from the glutinous rice, but he doesn't feel much on the pillar.

Zong Wude cautiously glanced at the pillar from the corner of his eye, and found that the other party didn't pay attention to him at all, and he didn't know what it should be like in his heart.

He followed the glutinous rice, of course, not for nothing. He had also heard the name of the Thousand Hundred Sect, and even knew more than ordinary monks. Almost as soon as he saw the glutinous rice, he had already remembered the rumors that were circulating in a small group of loose cultivators.

Among the sect called Qianren Sect, there is a young deputy head of the sect, who is a rare alchemist.

That's why he was reluctant to fight with glutinous rice in the first place. Because no matter who wins, he doesn't want to have any trouble with the same alchemist. It's just that what he didn't expect was that the person standing in front of him was not just a young alchemist, but also an immortal cultivator whose cultivation level and spiritual veins and spiritual roots were much more powerful than him.

Zong Wude once had the intention of joining the Thousand Thousand Sects, but before he could start acting, the human world had already fallen into chaos, and he himself was lucky, so he followed some friends in a daze and went to the netherworld to take refuge. When he came back, he didn't think of Qianrenzong again.

When Nuomi's training team first came to this vicinity, Nuomi didn't see Zong Wude in the casual cultivation, and Zong Wude was indeed not in the old Xuantian Pavilion site at that time.

When the two met for the first time, they were already faced with a fight.

Zong Wude has been feeling quite annoyed since then, so he will silently follow behind, hoping to ease the relationship between the two sides - although in Nuomi's heart, he did not have any disgust for Zong Wude.

He was begged by those loose cultivators, so he came forward to participate in a competition on their behalf. According to Zong Wude's own thoughts, he would never get involved in these things. Whether it was in the original immortal cultivation world or in this chaotic place now, he was not the kind of person who liked to cause trouble, and preferred to hide in his cave and cultivate quietly.

has considerable strength, Zong Wude can also be regarded as an arrogant monk. There are even some sects of immortal cultivation that he is very interesting, but he himself did not join those sects in the end.

- Alchemist.

Zong Wude glanced absentmindedly in the direction of glutinous rice again.

Nuomi had already closed her eyes at this time, pulling the monk who had lost her mind, and her whole body exuded a comfortable atmosphere.

Looking at her like this, even Zong Wude knew that Nuomi was trying to use her own divine sense to guide, so as to integrate and awaken the other party's somewhat fragmented divine soul. It's just that this doesn't mean that if she guides, the other party will be able to respond, and it must be if the other party's soul is not too broken.

They stood quietly, but the other monks who had come back were not so quiet. (To be continued) R580