Looking at Chang Ling, who had a sincere face, Luoyue was a little embarrassed for a while.

He didn't answer, and turned into black mist and burrowed into the necklace.

After the medicinal properties of the two medicinal materials were neutralized this time, Chang Ling felt that his body was not uncomfortable, and the time of January passed in a hurry.

The token in her hand had begun to glow, pointing the way out of the secret realm.

She estimated the location, she would only need a day to get there, and there were still two days left, so she had to hurry up and collect some spirit grass.

In the next two days, she and Abi Bing split into two ways, and they didn't deliberately look for any curiosities, and some herbs that might be used on the future cultivation path were picked, of course, the most important thing was to save their lives.

Two days later, Chang Ling was full of harvest and walked towards the exit of the secret realm.

Abi stood on her shoulder, her turquoise eyes filled with excitement and curiosity.

The Heavenly Mystery Realm has been like a day for thousands of years, and the fierce beasts are all immersed in the increasingly strong aura of heaven and earth to cultivate, and the sufficient resources make it impossible for them to compete.

Year after year, in order to fight the endless loneliness, most of the extremely powerful beasts have fallen into a deep sleep, and for the beasts, the lifespan of reaching the transformation is already extremely long.

Chang Ling had been wandering in the secret realm for nearly a month, and the highest-level fierce beasts he encountered were only in the Yuan Infant Stage, and most of them also adhered to the attitude of going to sleep when they cultivated to the point of transformation, and they were still working hard to cultivate.

Abbi is not like most of them, it has seen the prosperity outside.

Finally...... It has even begun to cover its eyes with its little paws, afraid to go out and see a new world.

Chang Ling quickly walked to the exit of the secret realm, and she was about to raise her feet to go out, when the sound of the falling moon suddenly sounded in her ears.

"Chang Ling, you quickly bend down and pick some of the grass next to you, take it out in your hand, and let Ah Bi enter your storage magic weapon. ”

"Didn't you pick some sleeping soul grass, Su Bicheng, you eat a leaf, keep sleeping in the storage artifact, you should be able to survive in it for about a month, and then let Chang Ling let you out." ”

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, but Ah Bi immediately understood the meaning of Luoyue, patted her hand and asked her to take out the Sleeping Soul Grass, closed her eyes and chewed it, and then got into her storage magic weapon.

Looking at Chang Ling, Luo Yue explained helplessly: "The existence of this storage magic weapon on your body, except for your master, others should not know, these things you got were handed over to the sect, and you made some verbal promises, and you can't reap any substantial benefits." ”

"If you want to give your master something, you can give it to him privately after you go out. Chang Ling, you yourself understand what kind of attitude the Canglan Sword Party has towards you. ”

"Moreover, the appearance of the nine-tailed fox in the outside world can definitely cause a sensation, and your cultivation is so low, it is not difficult to kill people and seize treasures, are you sure that the sect that mainly attacks the beast does not have any method to break the contract of life and death?"

"Don't expect too much from your sect, nothing cannot be discarded in the face of interests. ”

"Never underestimate the viciousness of others. ”

Chang Ling was stunned for a moment, and couldn't even think of anything to refute for a while.

The world of immortal cultivators, when it first appeared in front of her, was blood and fire that could never be erased.

She casually dragged a handful of all kinds of flowers and plants from the grass next to her, and by the way, picked a few bright red fruits from the low trees on the side, exhaled a long breath, and walked out of the secret realm with her feet raised.

As soon as she walked out of the secret realm, a strong feeling of discomfort swept through her body.

In an instant, the aura in her body surged out wildly, and she staggered forward a few steps, and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

Her pale face matched her tattered clothes, and the nervous crowd gathered outside the exit suddenly surged up in surprise.

"Senior Uncle Chang Ling!"

"Chang Ling!"

She didn't have time to discern the tone of these people, and her eyes went black and she lost consciousness.

............

"Congratulations on leaving the Daoist, you disciples are really good. The sect leader of the Nine Yin Sect, the puppet shadow, said gloomily.

There was a gentle smile on Zhenli's face, but the smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes.

The heads of the other sects also congratulated him, but their eyes did not look in the direction of Chang Ling.

They knew too well about the situation in the secret realm, and they didn't know how much luck this little girl had traveled and where she had survived for so long, but they still didn't have much expectation for her gains.

They were still looking eagerly in the direction of the exit.

Those Condensing Realm disciples were the targets they were looking forward to.

"Chang Ling of the Canglan Sword Sect, harvest four red fruits, three withered grasses, and two Ming zero flowers......" The disciple in charge of the statistics counted the flowers and plants that Chang Ling held in the palm of his hand little by little, and read it out loud by the way.

There has always been such a tradition, and the harvest of every disciple who comes out of the secret realm will be read out loud.

In many cases, the spiritual grass they harvested was not suitable for the exercises of their own sect or did not have the corresponding Dan recipe, so they would directly trade with other sects here.

Of course, it's also a way to show off.

Let the leaders of the major sects examine their attitudes towards other sects in the coming decades.

As this disciple continued to read, the indifferent expressions on the faces of the heads of the major sects gradually disappeared.

They all turned their heads and looked eagerly at the disciple who was counting the results.

"That, really departing from the Daoist, the exercises practiced in the next year are in urgent need of withered grass, I don't know ......"

"In this way, I really leave the Daoist, where do I have a furnace of refined red pills, it's not too much to exchange a few red fruits for you, right?"

Zhenli's surprised expression couldn't be concealed, unlike other disciples who entered the secret realm, the Canglan Sword Sect didn't give Chang Ling anything to save her life, and her master, who was obsessed with cultivation, couldn't think of this.

As a result, now she not only came out of the secret realm alive, but also brought so much spirit grass?

He forced himself to compose, made a sad expression, and hurried to Chang Ling's side.

"Senior nephew Chang Ling! Quick, take out the best healing pill, rush to feed her, senior nephew, you must hold on." ”

............

Waiting for Chang Ling to open his eyes again, he returned to that familiar but somewhat unfamiliar environment.

It was his own residence in Ziwei Peak that he had been away for a few months.

Chang Shan, who was cold-eyed and cold-eyed, sat on the side of her couch and looked at her fixedly.

"Senior Sister Chang Ling, how are you feeling now?" Chang Shan looked her up and down and asked.

This junior sister of mine came out of the Heavenly Mystery Realm and gained a lot, but as soon as she came out, she fainted.