"I lost it." Wen Xiang Zhiyue's brows furrowed, and her eyes were slightly thoughtful.

"After searching for most of the day, I lost it." Ruori also felt unbelievable.

"Please also listen to the Lord's punishment." The old man knelt on the ground in shame.

"Go and get three hundred lashes." Smelling the fragrance and knowing the moon, the voice was cold.

"Thank you for hearing the Lord's kindness."

"The rest of the people, except for the whipping, are expelled from the castle in the air."

The old man's mouth opened, and finally he bowed deeply, "Thank you for hearing the grace of the Lord." ”

On the side, hearing such a punishment, Ruori stuck out his tongue.

At this time, she dared to speak, "Hearing the Lord, I suspect, that person did it?" ”

"Don't you doubt it, why have you changed your mind now?"

Liuori smiled, "I think about it, I think of one person, who is the target we want to kill, and it is very likely that he will kill the Feng Zuo envoy, if not, then all this is too coincidental." ”

"Then again, it's true, but if it's him, how did he do it."

"Hear the Lord, I'll test him, and you'll know."

"Okay, if it's sure it's him, I'll do it myself." Wen Xiang Zhiyue nodded and said.

"Then I'll go." Ruori giggled and turned to leave.

Leaving the castle in the sky, she walked straight in the direction where the Snow Palace was located, and after walking for a while, she finally saw the entrance to the Snow Palace.

This entrance is tall and spacious, just the gate is more than ten zhang high, about thirty or forty meters, and at the entrance, two low-level disciples are on duty.

Every time I enter the door, I will look at the entrance gate of the Snow Palace, and I have to say that this gate is really magnificent.

As her eyes flowed, she quickly landed on the two low-level disciples on duty.

If it was in normal times, he wouldn't have looked at these two disciples at all. But today, I don't know what's going on, even she felt strange and actually looked at these two people more.

"Didn't I forget anything today?" Ruori first found the reason from herself.

"Probably not, yes!" He almost slapped his head, but in front of the two low-level disciples, she needed to keep herself reserved and let these low-level disciples see how embarrassed she was.

"Two junior brothers." Liuori walked over with a smiling face, and at the same time took out his identity card and said, "Look at this, I don't know if I can ask you something?" ”

The two of them originally saw a beautiful woman appear, their eyes lit up, and they suddenly heard such a call, and when they came closer and looked at the identity card, they immediately didn't dare to slack off.

The official level crushed people to death, and the two of them didn't dare to offend, so they hurriedly said: "Senior sister, if you have any questions, just ask, we promise to answer as much as possible." ”

"That's good." Ruori smiled and put away the identity card, thought for a while and asked, "Did you meet any special people or people who felt strange today?" ”

"Someone special, someone who feels weird?" The two immediately remembered.

Suddenly, one of them slapped his thigh, "I remember, I don't know if a strangely dressed middle-aged uncle counts." ”

"Yes, of course." Ruori smiled and nodded, "I'm collecting these things, and they'll all be recorded, and there's more, the more the better." ”

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of the two disciples lit up, and it was not easy to be remembered by a core disciple, and now the opportunity is in front of him, and it is such a beautiful senior sister, who doesn't want it.

The two of them worked hard, and gradually recalled a lot.

Liuzhi smiled and wrote them down one by one, and inadvertently flashed in his mind, and suddenly asked, "By the way, you should know Senior Brother Wang Ling." ”

"Wang Zero." Hearing this, the two of them immediately became excited, "Senior Sister is talking about the Feng Clan disciple who won Senior Brother Duoliuya last time?" ”

"Mmmm, because the core area is just this foreign disciple, I suddenly asked curiously." Ruori said with a smile.

"Ah, I remember, I've seen it, earlier today, that senior brother came back from outside."

"Is there anything about him that stands out for people?" Ruori asked.

"Where to pay attention, no, ah, by the way, his face is a little pale, maybe there are slight internal injuries in his body."

"Huh." Liuori laughed, "Thank you two junior brothers, today's harvest is great." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, senior sister, are you going to leave now, we can still remember a lot." One of the disciples looked at Ruori and was obviously a little overexcited.

On weekdays, although everyone bowed their heads and didn't look up, there were never core disciples, like the senior sister in front of them.

"That's enough, thank you." Ruori smiled and waved her hand, she was in a really good mood.

Entering the Snow Palace, Ruori's figure gradually disappeared.

After Wang Ling returned home, he immediately entered the secret room to cultivate, he had just experienced a fight, and because of the interruption of the previous events, he had not had time to check the changes in the power of consciousness.

Sit down and take your time.

Wang Ling gradually felt his powerful soul power, the power of consciousness condensed, forming a short knife in front of him.

Unlike when fighting, this knife is quietly suspended in front of you, and you can see it clearly.

Unlike the physical knife, it is deep and deep, like a mass of black light, flickering and flickering, and it seems to dissipate at any time.

The power of consciousness is only slightly controlled, and the knife shape has not yet been formed.

As he slowly increased the power of consciousness, the short knife slowly formed an entity, which looked like a real knife, and there was a cold aura emanating from it.

This knife looks no different from an ordinary weapon, and even more rudimentary, but as long as you see its power, it is estimated that anyone will be shocked by half a jaw.

Observing the blade of consciousness, Wang Ling thought for a moment and waved his hand to wipe the knife away.

Then, he struck again, and clouds of ghostly light condensed in front of him.

This time it was not a short knife, but a small sapling, no more than a foot long, with delicate branches and charming branches, and weak willows supporting the wind.

Truth be told, this tree is no different from a real sapling.

Looking at it, a smile gradually appeared on Wang Ling's face.

Then, he struck out one after another, using the power of consciousness to condense various things.

"The blade of consciousness does not hurt the body, but only the soul, and if it is used for surprise attacks, it can produce unexpected effects." He looked down and muttered to himself.

Condensed the little sapling again, he didn't plan to scatter, but controlled the little sapling to play.

"I don't know if I can turn it into a big tree." Wang Ling had a whim, the ancients used a kind of treasure tree, which had infinite use, and he didn't know what would happen if he used the power of consciousness to condense it like that.

Thinking of what to do, Wang Ling directly cast it on the small sapling in front of him.

As more of the power of consciousness poured out, the sapling slowly grew, as if it had come to life.

When the sapling grew to more than one person's height, Wang Ling asked it to stop, then looked at it carefully, took it in his hand and tried it, and his face immediately showed satisfaction.

"Brush." Wang Ling waved the sapling and swept it, only to feel a black shadow in mid-air, which was overwhelming.

"Good baby." Wang Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he couldn't help but sweep a few more times, and then he couldn't get enough of trying other uses.

But I saw him look left and right, and keep twisting the little sapling, and sometimes he changed into the appearance of other trees.

Of course, with so many changes, Wang Ling is for the feel, if it weren't for the things he condensed with the power of consciousness, I'm afraid it would have been broken long ago when playing like this.

After fiddling with the power of consciousness, Wang Ling planned to continue cultivating the power of consciousness.

With the increase in the power of consciousness and the increase in the cultivation of the Feather Technique, he was able to reach Xiaocheng faster.

As long as the feathering technique is small, he is confident enough to be able to protect himself.