This is the seventh day that Baili Yanran has entered the Sumeru Fantasy Realm.

During these seven days, she slept only two hours a day, ate dry food when she was hungry, and drank saliva when she was thirsty.

The rest of the time, I spent all my time searching in this endless wilderness.

Unfortunately, she didn't find anything.

Not to mention the Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure, even a high-quality fairy grass has not been able to meet half of it.

The Sumeru Illusion Realm is the oldest illusion realm of the Zicui Immortal Palace, and disciples in the sect can only enter it after at least ten years of entry.

Legend has it that there are countless treasures in this fantasy world.

It's just that whether you can find it depends on chance.

In recent years, the demon clan that had been silent for a long time has gradually gained momentum of recovery, and Zicui Immortal Palace, as the head of the Eight Immortal Sects of Kunlun Immortal Mountain, is the first to bear the brunt.

Therefore, the Shenwu Elders of the Immortal Palace also accelerated the process of selecting personal disciples among the eight generations of disciples, but all disciples who had been in the beginner for ten years were required to enter the Sumeru Illusion Realm as soon as possible.

And Baili Yanran is the youngest of the eight generations of disciples.

After seven days of torment, Baili Yanran's state was already very poor, and her vision became blurred.

In a trance, she felt like she had hit something.

Rubbing his eyes, he found that there was an old stone monument in front of him.

At that moment, Baili Yanran's nerves suddenly tensed.

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It was past 4 o'clock in the morning, and it was still half dark.

Qing Anran originally thought that there was no one to decide this time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I went downstairs, I didn't even get out of the alley, so I hit someone.

Take a closer look, it's still an ancient beautiful girl.

It's just that the beautiful girl's clothes and face are dirty, as if she had just come back from surviving in the wild.

"Classmate, didn't hurt you, did you?"

Qing Anran wanted to pull the girl up.

But as soon as his hand was stretched out, the girl opposite desperately ducked back.

Looking at her skillful movements, Qing Anran finally knew how her clothes were dirty like that.

Rubbing around on the ground like her, no matter how good the clothes are, sooner or later they will become rags.

"Classmate, I'm not a bad person, you're not hurt, are you?"

Qing Anran stopped stepping forward, kept a distance, and asked the girl.

After waiting for a moment, the girl still didn't respond.

What's even stranger is that the girl's eyes don't seem to be looking at him, but as if they are staring at something in the sky.

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Baili Yanran was staring at the stone monument.

The stele was so weird that it exuded a strange aura all over its body.

The breath made her feel very oppressed, even unable to breathe.

Suddenly, the stele began to tremble and whisper in an old and incomprehensible voice.

At the same time, its size is constantly expanding.

The stone monument, which was originally only more than one meter high, is dozens of meters high at this moment.

The stele continued to enlarge, and Baili Yanran hurriedly retreated.

Finally, the stele no longer grew bigger, and Baili Yanran also held her breath.

At the top of the stele, a black-clothed monk suddenly walked out.

The monk stood very tall, and Baili Yanran looked up, but he couldn't see his face clearly, but he vaguely felt that his figure was a little thin.

This person...... Who is it?

Baili Yanran frowned slightly, and in the blink of an eye, the monk was already standing in front of her.

This time, Baili Yanran saw his face clearly, it was a handsome and unparalleled face.

The monk is extraordinary, surrounded by immortal energy, and can be called astonishing.

Perhaps, he is the legendary celestial!

The monk was elegant and easy-going, with his big sleeves swinging lightly, took out a few pages of yellow paper, and put them in her hands.

Before Baili Yanran could react, the monk had already disappeared.

And the huge stone monument also disappeared.

Baili Yanran was holding the pages of yellow paper, and suddenly, countless memory fragments poured into her mind.

Among the memory fragments were the arrogant figure of the monk, the roaring demons, the hard steel pipes, the red-hot springs, and the shattered bullet casings......

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"Classmate, are you really okay?"

Qing Anran made a general observation, and the girl's knee was slightly bruised.

Other than that, there were no other injuries.

Qing Anran thought about it, it was indeed him who walked too quickly just now and bumped into someone.

Therefore, he gave some change to the girl, even if it was the cost of the soup.

After doing these things, Qing Anran turned around and left the alley.

It's not that he just doesn't care about the girl.

It's just that he's really in a hurry now, and if he waits any longer, I'm afraid the commission will be late.

Therefore, Qing Anran chose a compromise way.

That is, the affairs of the girl will be handed over to the civil service center to deal with.

Out of the alley, there is a civil service center not far from the left-hand side.

The Civil Service Centre is a subordinate organization of the Yamen and is mainly responsible for providing some convenient services.

When citizens see some people in need, they can also be notified to help.

Soon, Qing Anran finished explaining the girl's affairs.

The people at the service center have access to the traffic cameras, so they can see what just happened.

Qing Anran also said that if the girl asked for further compensation, she would be willing to communicate and coordinate again.

But that's just a polite remark.

There is a service center in the middle to make a guarantee, and it is rare to encounter blackmail.

Soon, a female employee of the service center set off towards the other side of the alley.

And Qing Anran also rushed to the station.