Chapter 82: The Spiritual Root Controversy (2)

In the limited records of each sect, every time the Gou Luo Realm is destined to come to the world, there is a pillar of Tongtian formed, after several times someone entered, each sect summed up an unwritten law, the number of each time the pillar of Tongtian appeared, in addition to indicating the number of spiritual roots in the world, it also represents the number of layers opened by this palace, this time the outside world appeared seven pillars of heaven, which can be described as an unprecedented thing, and at the same time means that the seven-story palace is all opened. And in the memories brought back by the disciples of the various sects in the past, the casualties would only really appear from the second floor of the palace, and the reason why everyone stopped was precisely because of this.

As time passed, more and more people gathered in front of the attic, and the retinue of the disciples of each sect had already arrived, but the casualties caused by the Shalan and the resentful spirits had plummeted by one-third at this moment.

The arrival of Wei Zhen and Lin Shaoshao did not attract anyone's attention, but Mu Ziyin's sharp eyes spotted him at a glance.

"Wei Zhen, come here. Mu Ziyin raised her hand and shouted.

At this time, Lin Shaoshao's only three remaining entourages had already walked to his side.

Wei Zhen walked through the crowd, his gaze swept over a few familiar faces, Nangong Yi glanced back at him coldly, and then continued to stare at the attic as if nothing had happened.

Xu Zheng smiled, but this smile was very reluctant, and there was a hint of jealousy.

Wei Zhen was expressionless, glanced at him, and turned to look at Xiang Wuyi, who was hovering on the broken pilaster, who spat the snake core at him, and did not recognize him.

"Ziyin, he's my man. A voice sounded not low or high, it was Mu Qinglian who spoke, and there was only one Lu Shi left beside him at the moment.

"It's mine now!" Mu Ziyin said in a brutal tone, and walked to Wei Zhen with a slight step.

The moment Mu Qinglian found Wei Zhen, she saw that his cultivation had improved a lot in a short period of time, so she was an important person, but she didn't expect Mu Ziyin to rob it clearly, and put on a non-negotiable posture.

The disciples of the Mu clan have the most people here, but when they saw this scene, they were all silent, Mu Ziyin's status in the clan was not comparable to them.

Mu Dingshan snorted coldly, and was about to speak, but he heard Nangong Yi's cold voice ringing: "According to convention, Mu Clan is the place where this opportunity comes, you should send someone to explore the way first, don't waste time." ”

As soon as his words came out, the eyes of everyone present looked at the Mu disciples. There is no objection to this matter, but it is the rule set by the major sects on the day of the first appearance of the opportunity, the Mu clan can send twenty disciples, plus a hundred followers, which is an additional condition.

Mu Dingshan was the head of this Mu family's disciples, he already knew the rules, and after some discussion with other disciples, he finally determined five people by drawing lots, Mu Qinglian was very unlucky, and he was one of the five people, but fortunately, only one person had to be sent each time.

The five spirit slaves who were ordered to explore the path realized their fate at this time, and they all cried and mourned, but they did not dare to resist. Lu Shi was Mu Qinglian's last slave, and he was also among them.

The five of them followed suit and walked into the attic, and after a few moments, five shrill screams were heard from inside, and then there was no sound.

The attic stood as quiet as ever, as if nothing had happened, the disciples of the various sects outside the attic had different thoughts, some people already knew this kind of ending, and some people ignored it, but the group of spirit slaves brought by the Mu disciples were frightened, and they all regretted it.

The second round of the draw began and ended, followed by the third and fourth rounds, and the screams continued one after another, and none of the twenty spirit slaves could get out of the attic alive, as if there was an extremely fierce and hungry beast crouching inside.

Until the fifth round, Mu Qinglian was drawn again, his face turned pale, his eyes looked at Xu Zheng and touched back, and he seemed to be helpless and looked at Mu Ziyin and Wei Zhen again.

Mu Ziyin was considered an accident among the twenty Mu disciples, so she never joined the lottery, but if she had to protect Wei Zhen, this time it was Mu Qinglian who went to explore the way herself.

Mu Dingshan didn't think so, Ling Ran looked at the other person.

"Xu Zheng, even if your cultivation is higher than Qinglian, but the spirit slave is the spirit slave, this time it is your turn. He has always held a grudge against Xu Zheng for refusing to be himself, and he wondered why Xu Zheng came here alone before.

Xu Zheng seemed to have expected him to be like this, and smiled indifferently. "Qinglian has promised me to move freely here, not under his control, and let me out of slavery after I get out, right?" After speaking, he stared at Mu Qinglian with a smile.

Mu Qinglian's complexion changed several times, and there seemed to be a struggle in her eyes, and finally she just nodded silently.

"Rubbish!" Mu Dingshan scolded with hatred in his heart, he didn't see that Mu Qinglian was afraid of Xu Zheng, but he didn't know the reason.

"Then there you go. Mu Dingshan stretched out his hand and pointed directly at Wei Zhen.

"No, he's my man. Mu Ziyin's eyebrows furrowed, and the next moment she suddenly realized that something was wrong with what she said, and her pink face suddenly swelled with two swords.

"Absolutely not. She said angrily again.

"Ziyin, don't be rash, this is an agreement between the various sects, do you have to embarrass the ancestor for him?" Mu Dingshan's face sank, and his tone became a little heavier.

"Ancestor, you don't have to worry about it, I have my own responsibility. Besides—" Before she finished speaking, Wei Zhen stood up and interrupted her directly.

"I'll go!"

"This is like a man!" Mu Dingshan immediately said, not giving him a chance to regret it.

"I'll go too!" followed Yun Si.

"That's good, count me Lin Shaoshao as well!" Lin Shaoshao smiled and walked closer.

"I'm also one!" Xiang Wuyi finally spoke at this time, attracting everyone's attention.

"I'll go too!" Mu Ziyin was not far behind.

"You can't go. Mudin Mountain categorically vetoed. Mu Ziyin has been missing for several months, and it is not easy to appear, if there is any more misery, these disciples will definitely not be able to eat well when they return to the clan.

"Mu Dingshan, it's not your turn to take care of my business!" Mu Ziyin said angrily, she usually has a gentle temper, and she is angry.

Mu Dingshan was stunned, but his body was in front of her, and the other Mu disciples knew the importance and immediately surrounded her.

"I'll go! just enough for five people!" a crisp child's voice sounded, but it was Sang Jia who spoke.

"You guys!" Mu Ziyin said with a pause.

Wei Zhen and Yun Si smiled at her at the same time, and walked quickly towards the attic, in fact, the two of them didn't want her to take the risk.

"Your popularity is good!" Xiang Wuyi jumped down from the top of the pilaster and landed firmly on Wei Zhen's left shoulder.

Wei Zhen smiled at her, but looked at Sang Jia a few steps away.

"My name is Sang Jia, I am from Bibo Jian Sanglan Dazhai, which palace is this sister from the demon clan?" asked Sang Jia generously.

Xiang Wuyi didn't answer and laughed, "Guess?"

"Huh?" Sang Jia raised her eyebrows, as if she was groaning, "If I'm not mistaken, my sister should be from the Silver Wing Palace!"

"Oh!" Xiang Wuyi replied, neither denying nor admitting.

Wei Zhen took the lead in the attic with a black stick in his hand at this time, and the other three hurriedly followed.

Inside the attic, there was darkness and no light, and there was not a single ornament, except for ten paces away, a circular arch was closed, and several people were on alert, but nothing unusual happened.

"What's going on?" Lin Shaoshao couldn't help but say. "What about the bodies of those who died?"

Yun Si and Sang Jia were equally surprised, but it was not the same thing as he thought.

Wei Zhen's body froze, his face showed a strange expression, and at this moment, a woman's voice sounded in his head, which was already very familiar to him.

"Destined person, you are finally here, I want my soul to return to my hometown!Promise me, promise me ......" The voice lasted for a few seconds, and then gradually fell down.

"Did you hear anything?" Wei Zhen asked.

"What?" said Yun Si, touching his bald head, "I don't even see a ghost shadow, where did the voice come from." ”

"Hmm. Wei Zhen put his mind on his mind and walked towards the arch again, these four people were all here for him, so he volunteered to be a pathfinder.

The arch was easily pushed open by him from both sides, but outside the door was a scene that was indescribable, blue and sprinkled, nothing but endless wind.

When they stepped in, even the ground beneath their feet turned blue, as if the wind was whining and whistling under their feet. In the distance, several ruins loom in the wind.

It's a windy world.

And when they disappeared into the attic, in the eyes of everyone outside the attic, the attic was no longer an attic, but turned into a cyan whirlpool.

"They actually succeeded!" Nangong Yi's eyes flashed with a hint of incredulity. About the secret of this attic, the people outside don't know much, but he knows very well that this attic is just a resentment, because the resentment is too strong, so it needs to be sacrificed, and those Mu spirit slaves before are sacrifices, but according to past experience, the number of people is far from enough. What he didn't understand was how Wei Zhen and the five of them could resolve this resentment, even though the bald boy from the spirit realm, the silver snake from the demon realm, and the girl holding a willow branch were all a bit extraordinary.

But he didn't care about it so much at this time, and with a single step, he stepped into the cyan whirlpool, and behind him was the red-shirted woman Luo Shan from the Flame Heaven.

Mudin Hill was also one of those who knew the secret. "You're with me. He said to Mu Ziyin, regardless of whether the latter agreed or not, and glanced at Xu Zheng in the distance, then flicked his sleeves and strode in.

In the blink of an eye, everyone outside the attic walked into the cyan vortex, until after the time of a stick of incense had passed, a young man wearing a hood appeared from behind a broken stone.

"The show has finally begun!" he muttered to himself, his eyes under his hood revealing extreme excitement.

Half an hour after his figure disappeared, another figure covered in black robe appeared in front of the cyan vortex.

"If it weren't for the guy who was pestered by the Terran for a long time, he wouldn't have been delayed for so long?

Before the figure finished speaking, it immediately stepped into the whirlpool and disappeared.

As soon as his figure disappeared for a moment, a young man with a thin body, also wearing a black robe, but showing his face, chased after him.

The young man's face was pale, but a strange rune was drawn between his eyebrows.

"The guy of the Black Soul Clan, it's not so easy to run, who wants you to meet me and seal the people. Without stopping, he rushed straight into the cyan vortex.