489 Scriptures

Nuomi discussed it with Xiao Jingyan, and both of them suppressed the panic and doubts in their hearts, and said a few words to each other, but they still couldn't discuss a clear and clear conclusion, let alone be able to figure out what was going on in the cave.

Qin Guanglan went to the room at the back of the main hall, and after a while, he turned back to the outside, with a stern look on his face, and beckoned Nuomi and Xiao Jingyan aside to explain.

The only person he can contact now is naturally the Immortal Cultivation Sect. It's just that this sect is not so easy to talk about. After Qin Guanglan reported the situation, there would be a special monk to classify the problems he said, and give them to the steward to read them, and then they would be assigned to the branches that were in charge of the next one.

If it's fast, there will be two or three days, and the matter will be able to get a response. But if something happens in the middle, it's hard to say about this day.

Qin Guanglan contacted the Immortal Cultivation Sect, originally he didn't have much hope, but now that he looked at it, he still couldn't get attention, and he could only go outside with regret.

Those allies who have not been forming an alliance for a long time are actually untrustworthy at this time.

However, Qin Guanglan still sent a transmission note towards them all. I don't want them to come to help, I just hope that with the help of their connections and the knowledge they have mixed up in the immortal cultivation world for many years, I will see if I can explain a little about the situation of the blood cave outside.

Qin Guanglan also smiled very bitterly and happily: "Now that the sect has become like this, it is not necessarily a bad thing. Probably this place has become so evil that I don't think there is any other sect that dares to come to the door at such a time. This can be regarded as a natural protective cover for our sect. ”

Nuomi and Xiao Jingyan looked at each other. pulled the corners of his mouth, but he still felt that he couldn't laugh anyway.

The situation on the outside looks so mysterious that there is no way to put people at ease.

Only, no matter how worried they are. But there is still nothing to be done about such a situation.

They didn't even know how this happened, and even thought that something was wrong with the bloody hole, which was just their own speculation, and they didn't get any confirmation at all. They were now sitting in the hall, and they looked at each other with a deep anxiety.

Some monks are calmer and able to keep this anxiety in their hearts; And the anxieties of some of the monks have already surfaced.

Glutinous rice was the most uncomfortable of the monks.

She was worried about the situation outside. I still have to think about how the pillar is now, and even vaguely doubt that today's abnormal movement will actually be tossed out of the pillar.

If this is really the case with the pillars - then wouldn't she be responsible for these things?

Plus, her head was still aching dullly.

Ever since the little soul thread embedded in the pillar in her consciousness was suddenly ripped away, Nuomi's head had been hurting terribly, as if an invisible knife had been slashing at her head, and it was like an invisible hoop was piercing her head, tightly contracting and oppressing, so that she couldn't calm down and think.

All the monks of the Thousand Thousand Sect gathered in the main hall, whether it was a disciple, a master like Qin Guanglan, or a pregnant female cultivator like Lu Xianxian. There are no exceptions.

After the initial astonishment, the monks discussed the situation outside, and gradually quieted down, and began to look for what they could and should do.

Although they have been trapped in the main hall, they still have to live their lives.

Some of the more calm monks paid no attention to the suspicious discussions and quarrels outside. They had already found a corner in the main hall, closed their eyes and began to meditate and cultivate.

The monks, whose faces were full of anxiety, saw that the rest of the disciples began to calm down, and their feelings became a little calmer.

Especially the handyman who used to do big and small affairs, although he couldn't go out at this time, he still began to clean the inside of the hall according to the old habits, and discussed how to go to the other side of the room to get some food and drink.

Nuo Mi watched as the monks on the top of this hall began to do their own things, and even Qin Guanglan and Xiao Jingyan began to connect with those sects that had formed alliances, and then their hearts became a little more stable.

No matter what's going on out there. But as long as she is with such a group of people, she feels that she is not alone, and there are always others to rely on. She also has to work harder, so that she can be relied on by these people.

After she calmed her mind, she thought about it for a long time. I also found a random place to sit down and began to meditate cross-legged.

Now that she is in such a state of mind and physical condition, it is naturally impossible for her to meditate and cultivate. However, meditating and preparing to enter the ethereal illusion was quite okay.

She was going to take a look inside the Ethereal Illusion to see if the leopard was there.

She had sent the leopard to the cave to see it before, and although the leopard could not completely resist the demonic aura, it was better than the monks in the end. Naturally, she didn't dare to ask the leopard to get too close to the cave, but the leopard was a clever person, and a glance at the edge of the fairy forest from a distance was much better than the ignorant one now.

After making up her mind, Nuomi ignored the discomfort on her head, closed her eyes, and entered the ethereal fantasy world.

She had just entered the illusion when she suddenly felt a wave of joyful emotions rushing to her face, which directly reached the bottom of her heart.

Along with this feeling of pleasure, it was the giggling Fuji Xiaoqiao who rushed towards her, "Huh? What's wrong? Did something good happen to you? Nuomi had to grab Fuji Xiaoqiao, who was about to fall off her, with one hand, and asked patiently.

She thought that the feeling of joy was emanating from Fuji Xiaoqiao.

However, Fuji Xiaoqiao shook her hand with a smile, shook her little brain again, and took her hand and dragged it hard in the direction of the spirit pool.

Even when she entered this ethereal illusion, Nuomi still felt that her head was dull and painful, and her reaction was a little sluggish. It wasn't until Teng Xiaoqiao dragged her all the way to the edge of the spirit pond and saw the few spirit lotuses that shook without wind that Nuomi suddenly woke up.

"Linglian Fairy, is this finally going to take shape?"

Fuji Xiaoqiao smiled and nodded, and those few spirit lotuses understood her words, and actually showed a shy look, twisting their branches slightly.

Only then did Nuomi know that it was not the vine Xiaoqiao who showed her a feeling of joy just now, but these spirit lotus fairies.

The effort she poured into these spirit lotuses could be said to be no less than the amount she poured into the leopard. It's just that there have been a lot of things recently, and she often can't find time to come to this ethereal fantasy realm, but she hasn't paid attention to the progress of the cultivation of the Spirit Lotus Fairies.

If it had been a different place, she would never have mistaken the emotions conveyed by these Spirit Lotus Fairies. But today, probably because of the damage to her divine sense, she was actually a little sluggish.

However, this did not prevent her from being happy about it.

"Great. You've been preparing for so long, and you've finally reached the point where you're going to take shape. In this ethereal illusion, nothing can hinder your existence, and you just concentrate on preparing for the transformation. The next time I come in, I'm afraid I'll see a group of beautiful girls. ”

Nuomi pursed her lips and smiled, after all, she still didn't use the complicated things outside to affect this group of innocent spirit plants.

A few spiritual lotuses nodded their heads one after another, twisted their branches, and let out a coquettish smile in the glutinous rice's divine sense, obviously full of the arrival of their own transformation.

Nuomi was originally going to look for the leopard in this ethereal fantasy world, but he didn't expect the leopard to see it, so he first heard the good news of these Linglian fairies.

She was still anxious in her heart, and after learning the good news, she smiled and said a few words, and couldn't help but ask Linglian and Fuji Xiaoqiao about the whereabouts of the leopard.

However, whether it was the Spirit Lotus, the Vine Bridge, or the other plants with spiritual wisdom in this Ethereal Illusion, they all shook their heads, saying that they hadn't seen a leopard for a long time recently. The leopard is probably because he has recently acquired his body, so he is no longer willing to stay in this ethereal fantasy world, and he runs outside the fairy forest every day, and only occasionally returns to the ethereal illusion to practice.

"Leopard, run, run, not there."

Even Fuji Xiaoqiao flattened his mouth and complained loudly towards the glutinous rice.

Fuji Xiaoqiao's favorite thing on weekdays is to play with the leopard, and I don't know what attracts the leopard, it always likes to pester the leopard to pull the leopard's thick tail, so that the leopard can't help but sweep it to the ground with a claw. Now that the leopard does not return to this ethereal fantasy, and glutinous rice does not allow it to go out to play, it naturally finds it very boring.

Seeing that Fuji Xiaoqiao was about to cry, Nuomi could only reach out and touch its head, and coaxed it softly.

Fuji Xiaoqiao still flattened his mouth, but the tears swirling in his eyes finally slowly retracted, obviously the persuasion of glutinous rice was still effective. It shook its hand and stuffed something in its hand into Nuomi's hand.

"Leopard, leopard. Come back, look, look. ”

The little doll waved her chubby little hand and patted the thing in Nuomi's hand vigorously.

Nuomi looked down, only to find that what was stuffed in her hand was actually the scroll of scriptures that she had been given to her by Repentance when she was in Xianyi City. At first, she couldn't understand the back and forth, so she put the scripture aside, but the leopard seemed to be very interested in the scripture.

She didn't expect that the leopard would still seem to be studying this scripture now.