The limestone gables are clumsy, as if they have existed for 10,000 years, and the atmosphere of the years is strong.

The auspicious clouds in the sky flow, and the rainbow is like a bridge hanging everywhere, which is amazing.

The two completely different Dao Qi are the two foundations of the Spirit Underworld City:

One is the spiritual law, and the other is the spiritual law.

The former communicates with the ghost world of the underworld and raises ghosts; The latter adopts the aura and contracts the fairy.

Now, in a large hall, there is a secret discussion.

The participants were: Ran Yang, the city lord of Lingyin City, Jin Yitian, the deputy city lord, the elder Tuoba Pengkun, Pu Changxin, Ouyang Mengle, who attended the grand banquet of the Qiyun Sect last time, and the two brothers and sisters of Tianjiao's disciples, Yuan Feng and Yuan Lu.

"Are you sure that the old man with the sword on his back is the Nine Peerless Dao of the Ninth Peak of the Immortal Yin Sect, and he is the master of Qi Yun?"

Ran Yang's body was agitated, but he faintly revealed the aura of the fairy, which was very strange.

"I'm sure that the Ninth Peak Descendants are all dispatched this time. In addition, the three forces of Tangtai, Shangguan, and Longyu Palace have all come into contact with Li Changsheng, so it is difficult not to attract attention. ”

Ouyang Mengle said with a solemn expression, such a big thing, it is estimated that only the Great Ancestor Hall of the Domains would dare to say something.

After all, there is probably an immortal among the people involved!

An immortal who can truly travel the world without limitations! It's not those who can only survive on the ancestral land, or live on the Ascension Stage.

Ran Yang's eyes were deep and thoughtful, and his eyes were dark.

Jin Yitian said, "When Qi Yun came to this domain, he said, 'It's not necessarily a good thing to be too shrewd'. Is that what you mean? ”

Ran Yang nodded, affirming this idea.

"Count it all down, it's the most infallible avenue in the Soul Underworld City. But on this chessboard, it's not just a chess player in Lingying City.

Those who are destined to lose want to take advantage of this to turn the tables against the wind. Those who are uncertain about winning or losing will try to maximize their interests. If someone wants to "be alone", then this guy Qi Yun is going to flip the table. ”

Jin Yitian sighed slightly in his heart: It's just that this Qi Yun is "unreasonable", and there is such a good teacher, his life is really good.

"So he thought, since he can't control the battle situation, then he will first mess up the war situation and survive in the chaos?"

Tuoba Pengkun frowned, he and the Ninth Peak were far from being mortal enemies, and aside from some family issues, he was still very optimistic about Qi Yun. That was the case then, and even more so now!

"Seems so."

Ran Yang said lightly, and then looked at his two disciples, "Yuan Feng, Yuan Lu, if what Elder Ouyang said is right, you will have one less big enemy now." ”

"I saw with my own eyes that Li Changsheng was dug out of the golden pill, and his body was in tatters. Even if that cultivator is strong, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to ascend to the immortal path again. ”

Ouyang Mengle affirmed.

In any case, one less lucky guy in the future situation is a good thing for the Spirit Underworld!

The two siblings, Yuan Feng and Yuan Lu, nodded and glanced at each other, with joy and regret in their eyes. At the beginning of the Dragon's Tooth Secret Realm, they had already seen that the young man's future was infinitely bright!

As for the newspapers from the Imperial South City that were specially collected later, this is even more proven.

"Elder Tuoba, Elder Pu, you should go and find Qi Yun. This kind of chessboard flipping thing is not necessarily good or bad for him, but for the Spirit Netherworld, it must be a bad thing. ”

Ran Yang commanded to the two elders.

"Yes!"

......

In the underground palace of the Bird Cloud Sect, the spiritual energy spring was still rotating, and two days were about to pass since the Nine Peerless Daoists left.

The body had some muscles, but it wasn't exaggeratedly muscular. Now it trembles slightly, and there are signs of awakening.

And Li Qinglang's soul was indeed in the gap between two dark spaces before: one was the void world, and the other was the real world.

It's just that for some reason, in the real world, my body seems to have fallen into a coma, and there has been a spiritual power to ban and monitor.

Helpless, he could only return to the void world, constantly impacting the dark film.

He could sense that although his body was wrapped in a mass of spiritual power, there was still a feeling of hunger.

If he doesn't go out again, I'm afraid this body will die first.

With a strong belief in survival, after thousands of impacts, he finally broke through that limitation.

The body in the spring slowly opened its eyes and breathed rapidly.

A gentle light came into his eyes, allowing him to see the scene of his place.

It's just that when he habitually wants to control the aura to fly out of the spring, he finds that he no longer has the slightest spiritual power.

Sighing helplessly, he was stunned for a while, and could only slowly swim to the edge in a dog-planing posture. When he finally got out, because he didn't have spiritual power, he fell directly to the ground. The pain made him lie down for a long time before he struggled to get up.

On the ground lay a wine gourd, a storage bag, a sword of despair, and a set of clothes.

Li Qinglang had already spent almost all of his strength just dressing himself, putting the storage bag in his arms, and pinning the wine gourd to his waist. So much so that he was out of breath and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

When he went to get the Absolute Mind Sword again, he found that he couldn't hold it at all?

Li Qinglang's brows furrowed, he squatted down, held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and used the strength of his whole body. But when he sat on the ground with his strength off, the sword of absolute thought still did not move.

"Hell now, alas......"

Looking at the saber that had been fighting with him for a long time, Li Qinglang showed a helpless look, and when he recovered a little strength, he slowly got up and walked towards the passage.

At this time, the Absolute Thought Sword finally flew up on its own and followed behind him.

It's just that Li Qinglang has no cultivation, so he didn't notice it at all, just held on to the stone wall and walked towards the entrance of the cave step by step.

"Hello everyone!"

Although I wanted to shout loudly, I said it became a weak word.

Li Qinglang, who was sweating profusely, leaned on the stone wall, stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at everyone with a smile.

"Senior brother!"

"Senior brother!"

The fourth senior brother hurriedly ran towards him, this underground palace was even the passage, and the master set a ban on it, not allowing himself and others to enter, and he couldn't detect the situation inside, so he didn't find out that the junior brother was sober and went out.

"Eh!"

Li Qinglang let out a painful voice, "I'm very fragile now, you should give me a little strength!" ”

"Ahh Brother, I'm sorry! ”

Shangguan Jinse's eyes flashed with tears of joy, and he reluctantly let go of the hand holding his senior brother.

"Senior brother, you're finally awake!"

The senior brother was very happy, and after approaching, he originally wanted to pat the junior brother on the shoulder, but after raising his hand, he quietly withdrew it.

"Big brother. Second Senior Brother. Third Senior Sister. ”

Li Qinglang was also moved in his heart, looked at several fellow students, and felt extremely warm.

"Where's the master?"

"Master has gone to Heaven to find a way to recover for you."

The senior brother hesitated for a moment, but the senior brother spoke, "Little junior brother, you ...... Your Doji is ruined. ”

Everyone looked at him nervously, for fear that the blow would make him unbearable.

But no one expected that Li Qinglang actually took a deep breath and smiled, "In that case, can't we eat something first?" ”

Pointing to the cooing alone, he said, "I've been hungry for a long time." ”

"No problem, I'll go and prepare."

Yutai Feifei said with a smile, with an excited look in her eyes.

And the same is true of Shangguan Ling beside her.

"Then it's a few troubles."

Senior Brother looked at them with great satisfaction, then turned his head and said to Senior Brother, "Senior Brother, your body is too much to cultivate now, so don't move around too often." Let's recover here for a few days before we make plans. ”

Not long after, Li Qinglang sat down in a nearby mansion and enjoyed a big meal.

All kinds of rare birds and beasts, spiritual nourishing things, a table full of place. However, Li Qinglang didn't have the heart or ability to feel it, he just frantically pulled the food and filled his stomach first.

This feeling of hunger has not been experienced by him for a long time.

The elder brother and the others sat aside, quietly drinking wine or tea, looking at him as if he was reincarnated as a starving ghost, his heart was full of worry.

"Then next, let's go back to the Immortal Yin Sect and wait for the master's message."

Senior Brother looked at the senior brother who slowly stopped taking food and said.

"I want to ...... Go home. ”

Li Qinglang stopped his movements, and for some reason, he suddenly missed his parents here.

After several years of coming out, there has been no news of them, and I don't know what happened to them.

"It's fine."

Senior Brother looked at the other junior brothers and sisters, and finally nodded, "It's time to go back too." Either way, you should be safe. ”

In Master's absence, he has to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of everyone. There are some decisions that he has to make.

"Then you can recuperate for a few days, and then we will go all the way west."

Master once said to himself that with the current state of the junior brother, if he can't restore the Dao foundation, I'm afraid he won't even be able to compare to the lifespan of a normal mortal.

Perhaps, there are only sixty years to live.

This may be a long time for mortals, but it is only a snap of a finger for monks. The parents of the younger brother should be aware of this situation.

"Okay, why are you so sad?"

Li Qinglang wiped the oil stain off his mouth and looked at everyone, "Actually, it's not impossible." ”

"Huh?"

Everyone looked at him suspiciously, even the Nine Peerless Dao people had no choice, what could you do?

"Remember our auction in Wuqing City?"

Li Chuan's eyes moved, is it the Purple Rongtong Heavenly Pill? It can't be, right? Won't you just try your luck?

"You mean the Purple Fusion Heavenly Pill that can live and die human flesh and bones?"

Ye Qing remembered the pill that was auctioned at the beginning, although this thing was very precious, but in fact it was far from being so exaggerated.

This elixir has extremely high requirements for materials and refiners, how can it be so easy. And in the Dan bottle, there is a high probability that there is only a puddle of spiritual water.

Although the value is not low, it is still very different from the elixir. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Wu Qingcheng to take it out for auction.

"Yes."

Li Qinglang took out the storage bag and handed it to Senior Brother, "Senior Brother, I'm sorry for you." ”

The latter took the storage bag and, without much thought, took out the rusty square piece of iron contained in the brocade box.

If you look closely, this square piece of iron doesn't seem to be anything special?

The elder brother frowned, carefully using his spiritual power to peel off the many pieces of rust one by one, and soon restored the iron pieces to new condition.

The iron plate, which is slightly larger than the palm, is shiny and visible, with only a circle of wavy lines at the four corners.

On the other hand, it's true on both sides.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Li Qinglang, not knowing what he meant.