The thirteenth day of the construction of the spiritual lamp.

"Are you still unwilling to respond to me?"

Senior Brother Ning Qing asked in a low voice about the silent Susu, but Susuo did not respond to Senior Brother Ning Qing, just like a cultural relic that had been buried for nearly a thousand years.

Breaking the Lodge is not a spirit sword, but a magic sword.

A magic sword that eats human blood.

When he first woke up, Senior Brother Ning Qing didn't want to wake it up, because now that he was living in a peaceful and prosperous world, the struggle had left him, and although the power of this magic sword was great, Ning Qing could only tame it in his heyday.

But the struggle never stops.

Senior Brother Ning Qing sat on the futon of the Qinglian Taoist Temple and stretched out his hand to touch the blade of the sword of the Broken Su, and he remembered what his master had said when he handed him this sword.

'How can there be any difference between good and evil among those who cultivate the truth, everyone is a capable person, and has the power to conquer the heavens and create things, how can people with such power gather together, how can they stop fighting? Ning Qing, do you remember... You are too gentle-tempered, and you have done everything you can to help them since you began to cultivate, and you have never sought any benefit for yourself, so you have given you this sword for your teacher... To remind the world that some things can only be obtained by fighting! ’

The master's words seemed to Senior Brother Ning Qing to be very contrary to the Dao system of the Qinglian Sword Sect, but Senior Brother Ning Qing still listened to it, so after that, he won a refuge junior sister from the master and his uncle's hands, and he was the sweetheart of his life.

During this time, Senior Brother Ning Qing was reasoning with Duan Su, that is, to let Duan Su draw his own blood and reforge his sword body.

Senior Brother Ning Qing took a break to eat it when he got the blood essence and recovered some of his strength, and now it only needs to absorb part of Senior Brother Ning Qing's blood, and it can reforge its sword body.

But this magic sword is stunned, and he doesn't want to be the devourer, which seems to be the right thing that every magic sword should do.

It's still very clear that a meal is satiety, a full meal, and a full night's sleep.

It and Senior Brother Ning Qing have concluded a sword covenant of symbiosis and symbiosis, and Senior Brother Ning Qing's longevity is equal to its longevity.

That's why this sword won't be stupid enough to sacrifice itself to save the Blood God Sect.

"That's fine."

Senior Brother Ning Qing didn't force the break, the realm he pursued was that everything could be a sword, and letting the breakdown recover was just a layer of insurance for the battle with the Zongling Seven Non-Heavenly Palace.

In the thirteen days of live broadcast, the number of visitors to Qinglian Taoist Temple every day has risen from the initial 100 to 3,400.

This bit of incense was much, much less than the incense that the Qinglian Sword Sect could collect in its heyday in ancient times, but Senior Brother Ning Qing didn't mind it.

Senior Brother Ning Qing relied on Lu Yuan's facial paralysis to collect aura, and he could collect about fifty wisps of aura every day.

But the aura that can actually be generated may be five hundred, a thousand or even more, but it is too far away and has lost a lot.

If it weren't for the opening of the spiritual spring of the Century Building, which increased the scope and efficiency of the collection of spiritual energy, there might not even be fifty wisps of spiritual energy.

Based on the above, the balance of spiritual energy on hand now Senior Brother Ning Qing is just five thousand wisps, and these five thousand wisps should have been used to awaken his other two junior brothers and sisters.

But now... I can only make them wait a little longer.

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Beneath the foot of the Blood God Mountain.

"I don't understand." Bai Xu Nai bit a wooden spoon and kept complaining, "Why are those disciples of the Blood God Sect so stubborn, they would rather starve to death than come out and drink the porridge, instead I would have gone out of the mountain to move the pot of porridge back to the sect, which is not only to show loyalty, but also to fill my stomach, you say yes, Sister Xunyi?" ”

Senior Sister Xunyi didn't speak, she held the wooden bowl in her hand and drank the porridge in the wooden bowl very elegantly like drinking tea.

Judging from the ingredients and taste of this bowl of porridge, there is no shortage of food reserves in the Liutian Palace, and there are many fairy herbs and immortal medicines that can relieve people's mood in the porridge, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a fairy meal in the strict sense.

The important thing is that the taste is good, and when you drink it, you can feel a smell of wormwood, but it's a pity... There is only porridge to eat, but it is still too light after all.

"I don't know what those Blood God Sect disciples are waiting for, they really think that now in this dragon vein full of dead spirits... What force could save them in such a situation? Bai Xunai continued to complain when he saw that Senior Sister Xunyi did not respond.

But Bai Xinnai's complaint is also reasonable.

Senior Sister Xunyi glanced up at the ghosts sleeping in the Seven Non-Heavenly Palace positions of the Sect Spirits, and their horror may not be described with ghosts, it should be said that they are primeval fierce spirits.

There are more than a hundred of these primeval fierce spirits, and it is difficult for Xunyi Senior Sister to completely destroy them even if she has a sword body, is it really capable of resisting the reinforcements of the Blood God Sect?

Don't come...

Senior Sister Xunyi looked at the other side of the Blood God Mountain, she didn't care about the life or death of that Tree Master, what she was afraid of was that Senior Brother Ning Qing would also come forward to confront the Sect Spirit Seven Non Heavenly Palace.

Just as Sister Xunyi was thinking so... A ghost officer suddenly ran to Bai Xunnai's side.

"Young master! A group of monks were found on the side of the Blood God Mountain! They seem to be building something! ”

"It's finally here!" All Bai Xunai can do in these thirteen days is to cook porridge and sleep, cook porridge and sleep... I'm so bored that I'm about to yawn!

Now the reinforcements from the Blood God Sect have finally arrived.

"Do you see that they are monks from that sect?" Bai Xunai asked.

The reason she's so excited is... Finally, there is a new sect to catch... No, you can pull it together.

Now every monk is an extremely scarce non-renewable resource in the dragon veins and spiritual springs! Therefore, every time she recruited a monk to join the Six Heavens Palace, it was extremely important for her to improve her status in the Six Heavens Palace.

So where did this wild group of monks come from?

"From the point of view of architectural craftsmanship, it seems... It's the Mo family. The ghost officer said.

"Mo family! All right! I didn't expect that the Blood God Sect had waited so long for the Mo family, and this was really a big gift for me! ”

Bai Xu Nai couldn't suppress the smile on his face when he heard the word Mo family...

In terms of 'practicality', the Blood God Sect is an excellent sect in producing aura, and the Mo family is an excellent sect in terms of construction assistance.

If she can successfully win over the Mo family, then the merit is no less than her bringing the disciples of the Blood God Sect back to the Six Heavens Palace!

"Quick! Bring people... No, I'm going to meet with the Mohist monks in person. Bai Xunai knew that she had to show her sincerity at this time, thinking of this, she also glanced back at Senior Sister Xunyi and asked, "Sister Xunyi, do you want to be together?" ”

If the two young palace masters of the Six Heavens Palace came forward to greet them in person... This great gift may not have been seen in the past when the Nine Shadows were in their prime.

"No, you don't." Senior Sister Xunyi silently added a bowl of porridge to herself as she spoke, and drank it expressionlessly.

"Sister Xunyi, your withdrawn personality hasn't changed at all, forget it, I'll go and see the Mo family monk in person this time."

“……”

Senior Sister Xunyi stared at the back of her hair and left, in fact, there was still a sentence behind her that she didn't say, that is, 'If you go, you can't come back.' ’

The Mo monks don't have trap beasts now, and they know that their combat power is equal to that of weak chickens.

But since they dare to build carpentry in the dangerous dragon vein, there must be a master behind the scenes.

The Crane Dust Dao people also noticed this, but the people of the Seven Non-Heavenly Palaces of the Sect Spirit were very arrogant, and after the Crane Dust Dao people sent five primeval fierce spirits, and three ghost officials went with their young palace master, they continued to fight with the sect master of the Blood God Sect.

Maybe the Hechen Dao people think that even if the Mo family has a master, they will definitely be able to run if they can't win in this configuration.

It's just that Senior Sister Xunyi feels that there is a high probability that she won't have to run, and the Hechen Dao people may still be able to run in the past.

When he encountered Lu Yuan for the first time, the feeling of powerlessness and fear that the aura of his whole body was withdrawn by Lu Yuan was still in the heart of Xunyi Senior Sister.

This is a situation that she has never encountered in her thousands of years of life, and she feels that the aura she has cultivated for thousands of years has suddenly betrayed her, as if she has been betrayed by her own cultivation.

At that time, Lu Yuan's subordinates showed mercy to let her go, and this time Xunyi's junior sister would not go to fight with Lu Yuan again.

But the naïve Sect Spirit Seven Heavenly Palace's Young Palace Master didn't know this, she still thought that the monks and strength of the Six Heavenly Palaces were invincible in the dragon vein.

Your Excellency, let me see your true strength.

After the senior sister drank the porridge in her hand, she put on the black hat commonly used by the ghost officials and hid in the tents.

If you can catch the young palace master of the Seven Non-Heavenly Palaces of Zongling, maybe... Can force the Sect Spirit Seven Non-Heavenly Palace!