"Although I don't like Chen Fenglin, I have to admit that in terms of wisdom and talent, he is stronger than anyone else!" Zhu Ziqing said softly, "According to his meaning, the burial of the soldiers' mounds is not the entity of the weapon, but only the emotions generated by their owners when they use them, including experiences, memories, spells, and so on, and use them to suppress the evil qi buried in the ground!"

But this does not mean that the suppressed leylines are soft persimmons that can be slaughtered and taken away, on the contrary, from ancient times to the present, the leylines will still erupt from time to time, bringing painful disasters to the surrounding creatures!

Chengyuan's ancestor, he wanted to use the power of the leylines to convert into spiritual power to supply his own cultivation, but he ignored a question, that is, what if the leylines suddenly broke out?

Everything has a degree, and all the magic circles used by the Chengyuan Sword Sect to transform the power of the leylines are supplying him with strength, which is undoubtedly more than this degree!

As early as decades ago, Chen Fenglin saw that the ancestor of Chengyuan had not moved for hundreds of years, so he wondered if there was something wrong. But Chengyuan's magic circle is all in the hands of the Chengyuan Ancestor and the Sect Master, and Chen Fenglin's rash sneaking in will definitely arouse the awareness of the Chengyuan Sect Master, so he thought of a way to attack the West.

The evil master Kong Li's previous attack on the Chengyuan Sword Sect seemed to be just Kong Li's simple revenge, but it was actually Chen Fenglin's plan, the purpose of which was to attract everyone's attention to Kong Li, and he secretly modified the magic circle of the Chengyuan Sword Sect and secretly infiltrated the retreat of the Chengyuan Old Ancestor, and everything after that was really as he expected!

The Chengyuan Ancestor is dead, he is eaten by the power of the leylines, and he can't even keep his physical body, and almost no one knows about his death!"

"So the ancestor is dead...... Wang Liang was a little incredulous, but he knew that Zhu Ziqing had no reason to lie to him.

But if the ancestor died, then who would be able to save Chengyuan?

The Chengyuan Sword Sect had three Avatar Realm combat powers before, one was her master Mo Cangyu, but she was now frozen in the Immortal Cold Ice, and it would take at least a thousand years to unseal!

One is the divine beast blue-blooded unicorn, but Kong Li is coveting the power of the unicorn and is ready to use the unicorn pill that is refined by meditation to lure the unicorn!

The last one is the ancestor who retreats in order to break through, but now listening to Zhu Ziqing's words, I'm afraid that the ancestor is really dead!

Wang Liang didn't know that Kong Li had already reached the Chengyuan Sword Sect, and even now even Qilin had surrendered to the enemy.

He thought that the three great gods had gone, but in fact, the three great gods had been wiped out!

"If that's the case, then wouldn't the Chengyuan Sword Sect really be unable to stop Kong Li?!" Wang Liangliang was anxious, and now his spiritual power had only recovered three or four percent, but he couldn't sit still!

"No, I'm going to go out and report the news!"

Wang Liang said that he was about to get up and go to find Ying Nanfeng, wanting him to take away his talent and then let him out!

"Again, before the crisis comes, who of them will believe it?" Zhu Ziqing neither stopped nor urged, but just said, "If I were you, calm down and think about whether there is any way to save them, instead of waiting for the matter to come to death with you!"

"But what can be done with this?" Wang Liang thought for a while and said, "By the way, the Immortal Water Fu Sect is closest to Chengyuan, I can go and ask them for help first!"

Since it is a Fu Sect, it must be a powerhouse above the Dao Fruit Realm!"

"That's a good idea!" Zhu Ziqing agreed, and then said, "But do you have anything that can prove your identity?"

"This ......"

"You didn't!" Zhu Ziqing didn't wait for Wang Liang to finish speaking, then preemptively said, "What you are cultivating is the Lingtian Qixuan Decisive and Linglong Sword Technique given by your master Mo Cangyu, this is not at all an ordinary Chengyuan Sword Sect disciple can obtain exercises and sword techniques!"

The golden jade sword in your hand can make people think of the name of the golden jade immortal, but your master has provoked a lot of people in the past, in case the identity of your disciple spreads, they will not care about bullying the small!

Not to mention that Kong Li has already secretly informed a lot of evil people and asked them to hold their hands at various levels, just to prevent Cheng Yuan's people from asking for help!"

Wang Liang said irritably: "This doesn't work, that doesn't work, what do you say should I do?"

"I don't know!" Zhu Ziqing said, "But you don't actually need to be in a hurry, the speed of time here is infinitely extended by Ying Nanfeng, and you can think about how to save Chengyuan while breaking through the battle in this time!"

“...... Okay!" Wang Liang gritted his teeth, sat back down, and continued to use the earth spirit chalcedony to recover his spiritual power.

It's not that Wang Liang doesn't want to go out, but calm down and think about it, Zhu Ziqing is actually right, now that he goes out, he can't do anything, it's better to take advantage of this time to think about whether there is a way to save Chengyuan!

Seeing Wang Liang patiently recovering his spiritual power, Zhu Ziqing exhaled and quietly walked away.

"Finally persuaded him...... "Zhu Ziqing felt that what he said these days was comparable to that of the previous years!"

This is also thanks to Wang Liang's ability to listen to persuasion, otherwise if he really rushed out regardless of it, then Zhu Ziqing would not be able to stop him.

Next to him, Ying Nanfeng quietly appeared, and he asked, "Since you don't want Wang Liang to go back, why do you have to tell him all the truth?"

"If he is a fool, then I will definitely not be able to say that!" Zhu Ziqing shook his head and said, "But he is not a fool, on the contrary, he is very smart!"

If I had covered it up, he would have been able to detect the problem in the clues, and he wouldn't have believed me at all, or even run out!

In that case, then I might as well let him think about the pros and cons for himself, he is a smart man, although he wants to protect the people he cares about unrealistically, but he can finally think about it calmly!"

Ying Nanfeng nodded and said, "You are so for him, so do you think he will accept your affection?"

"It doesn't matter if you admit it, anyway, I don't expect him to like me as much as you like Lin Jiangxian!" Zhu Ziqing looked at Ying Nanfeng strangely, "Speaking of which, what kind of shape are you, why did a hairpin suddenly appear on your head?"

Zhu Ziqing didn't look at the south wind just now, so he didn't pay attention. But now that she looked at it like this, she realized that a hairpin suddenly appeared on Ying Nanfeng's head at some point!

Obviously, Ying Nanfeng is just a remnant soul, but where did this hairpin come from?

"Ah, I almost forgot to say it. Ying Nanfeng's expression was rare and serious, "I suddenly sensed that my dream was being destroyed, and this hairpin was the remnant of one of the dreams after it was completely destroyed!"

"But didn't you say that your dream was supported by the consciousness of countless living beings, how could it be destroyed?"

"That's exactly what I'm going to say!" Ying Nanfeng said, "Aren't there still a few people who haven't come out of their consciousness before?

My soul was too weak to perceive what was happening in my dreams, but now I can clearly sense that my dreams are being swallowed up by a consciousness!"

Zhu Ziqing asked, "Then senior, do you know whose consciousness it is?"

"I don't know, but I'm sure it's the consciousness of a living person!" Ying Nanfeng said the names of the three people, "Deng Guiling, Hushan and Wuxi, these three people are still in my dream and don't know life and death, they may all be the culprits of this situation!"

But when I opened my subconscious memory, I felt that one of them was a little strange, and it was the monk called Wuxi!"

"Weird?" Zhu Ziqing asked curiously, "What kind of weird method?"

Ying Nanfeng shook his head and said, "When the dream disappears and the still alive consciousness returns to the body, then we will naturally know what the situation is." ”

Everything that happened in the secret realm was naturally impossible for people outside to know, and at the same time, it was impossible for people to perceive.

And what happens outside the secret realm, the people in the secret realm will also not know.

Therefore, the worst scenarios that Wang Liang had conceived had actually been staged one by one within the Chengyuan Sword Sect.

In the vein stone room, the sect master was still sitting on the ground at the moment, he had already checked the white bone inside and out, he was almost sure of the identity of this white bone, this was his own ancestor!

But this is the kind of fact, the sect master can't accept it, he can't believe that the ancestor died so quietly!

"Calm down, calm down! I am the head of a sect, even if there is no ancestor, I can't let Chengyuan just disappear!" the sect master tried his best to calm himself down, but this had little effect, and the facts in front of him were too shocking to him.

"Method, think of a way...... "The sect master muttered, and finally came up with a method that didn't calculate, "By the way, this is the ancestor's sword, and I have the same cultivation as the ancestor Gongfa sword technique, but the difference is only that the cultivation and weapons are different." Now that the Spirit Sword is here, I can completely disguise myself as an Ancestor!

However, the disparity in strength is too great, and even if I fight to the death, I can only buy less than a stick of incense, so I can't really fight Kongli......

There is no need to fight, as long as I can win it and let the disciples leave with the help of thousands of miles!"

After muttering to himself for a while, the sect master finally regained his composure. He took a few deep breaths and walked over to the white bones, but his eyes were fixed on the crimson sword on the ground.

As soon as the ancestor died, anyone could use this masterless weapon, and the sect master just touched it with his spiritual sense, and easily picked it up.

"The high-grade spirit weapon Chiyun Sword, the ancestor has used a weapon for a lifetime!" the sect master unconsciously regretted again, but he quickly cheered up.

"In order to delay time, I must mark this sword with my mark!" "The sect master sighed and kowtowed three times in front of the white bones, "Ancestor, don't blame me, taking your weapon is also a last resort, when the Chengyuan crisis is resolved, I will definitely atone for my sins with death!"

Chengyuan crisis resolved?

These six words are said lightly, but how can the sect master not know the difficulties in this.

The three major gods of the Chengyuan Sword Sect surrendered to the enemy one by one, and among the remaining people, the sect master himself cultivated the highest, but it was difficult to resist the powerful Kongli.

Even if the disciple succeeds in escaping, he doesn't know how long it will take to recover the territory of the Chengyuan Sword Sect in the future.

But the sect master can't think about the future anymore, he just wants to do his best to save Chengyuan's demise!