Wang Qing and Ming Lan Hua'er fled to the Heavenly Sword Immortal City side by side, since he broke through the middle stage of the Yudan, the weather of benevolence and divine light has gone further, at this time, the light is gone, green and bright, and the meaning is slim, and at a glance, you know that this person is not easy to mess with.

Of course, this also means that he may be a fat sheep.

If he traveled alone, Wang Qing would naturally be able to ride the miserable light of the witch god's body.

But now he is going with Ming Lanhua'er, and he can't ask for a chance to do the right thing for the heavens-Speaking of which, he doesn't know if Gu Qingmei came to the law domain to rob the Dao, but there has been no movement in the thousand-foot message.

It's not like it's just a dead ball.

"My life-saving power has not yet arrived, and if you die like this, it will be a great crime. ”

Wang Qing thought for a while, put down the magic power that Gu Qingmei owed him for the time being, and asked Minglan Hua'er:

"Sister Ming, the sect should have known about the revival of the covenant, right?"

Ming Lanhua glanced at him, paused, and then said:

"Even if the sect can be promoted smoothly, it is only a second-grade immortal city, in the face of the change of this level, what can be done if you know it earlier?

It's just to prepare as much as possible, and it will inevitably break out when the time comes, and you will lose the opportunity to be flexible. “

Wang Qing nodded, thinking deeply, it seemed that Siming Mountain was hidden deeply, but there was not a single god venerable, this was certain.

In the face of such a pre-ancient revival plan, I am afraid that I will directly collude with the earth immortals, and in the face of such forces, the current power of Siming Mountain is completely insufficient.

His eyes purred:

"Although this is the case, the real person in charge of the sect is far-sighted, and he will definitely be able to lead the sect through the catastrophe and be safe and sound. ”

Ming Lanhua looked at him strangely:

"Senior brother in charge is not here, why are you inexplicably patting his ass?

Do you think I'm going to relay it for you?"

Wang Qing laughed a little embarrassed.

Sister Ming is really straightforward, it is a little uncomfortable to call him a person who likes to turn eighteen bends in one sentence, he just wants to move the topic to Yue Zongcheng.

"Ahem, I have a heart for the real person in charge, and I can't help it.

And the last time I refined the Witch God Divine Body, the real person in charge used the magic weapon of the Divine Body to protect the Dharma for me, which also made me grateful......

In other words, was the real person in charge very coquettish back then?

cough, that's what it means to be suave and sassy. ”

"If you don't say the latter sentence, I'll nod my head. ”

Ming Lanhuaer is really bold, and she dares to criticize the leader, which makes Wang Qing listen to it with relish.

"Senior Brother Yue is among the five of us, line two, back then, we got the opportunity in the Yuanxin Small Realm together, and we broke into the law domain together, Senior Brother of the East Prison lacked some flexibility, Mo Changchun's ghost thoughts and bad ideas were the most bright, Zhou Qingcang was bad, but the standard was not high-"

Wang Qing listened to many ancestral secrets, and couldn't help asking:

"What about you, Sister Ming?"

"Me?"

"Uh-huh. ”

Ming Lanhua thought for a long time before she said:

"I prefer to convince people with reason. ”

Wang Qing blinked, and suddenly remembered what Mo Changchun had said to him: In the legal domain, the fist is the greatest truth.

"Ahem, let's talk about the real person in charge......"

Minglan seemed to be reminded of the years of the year, thought about it for a while, and said:

"Senior Brother Yue is the most grassy snake gray line, and the veins are thousands of miles, especially after he got the "Immortal Mirage", he has the magic of penetrating people's hearts, and the layout is falling, and the antelope is more and more horned and unpredictable...... We were able to refine all the way to Yuanying safely, and it had a great deal to do with Senior Brother Yue's plan.

Otherwise, except for Senior Brother Yue and Mo Changchun, the other three of us want to break the pill and become a baby, but it is even more difficult. ”

"Immortal Mirage"?

What kind of trick is this?

Wang Qing took the afterglow and looked at Ming Lanhua'er, and always felt that Sister Ming seemed to be deliberately telling him the background of Yue Zongcheng.

Did you think that he was too murderous and would dislike the real person in charge?

Sure enough, Sister Ming and I are like my grandson!

Ever since Wang Qing took the Heart Asking Fruit, he has been speculating about his own obsession, but he is afraid that he will already fall into the eyes of Mo Changchun and several other ancestors, especially the unfathomable Yue Zongcheng - this is why he wants to test a thing or two from Sister Ming.

Yue Zong and his people, sitting in the palace of seeking the Tao every day and sleeping lazily, do not go out, and do not ask about the sect.

It is said that he should be a faint master, but he goes up to the ancestor and down to disciples like him, but he doesn't dare to be negligent.

Those who are good at fighting have no great feats!

"The people who hate this kind of gods and gods the most, cultivating immortals, filling the vitality one by one, refining the physical body, isn't it good?"

Ming Lanhua took Wang Qing through the Heavenly Sword Immortal City, and naturally she still didn't meet Zhou Chengjun, who was guarding the door.

After they arrived at Siming Mountain from Heavenly Sword Immortal City in a short period of time, Wang Qing sincerely felt the narrowness of the realm of the various sects, and the realm of 100,000 li passed by in the blink of an eye—no wonder it was said that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, once the foundation was established, often stayed in the Immortal City and roamed the law domain.

I'm afraid that I can't stand the pressure of the various factions.

Siming Mountain, seeking the Taoist Palace.

Wang Qing's heart is like stopping water, the ancient well is not wavering, and occasionally some thoughts flashed, all of which were "The sect is my home, and I rely on everyone to care for it", "I am the sect, the sect is for me", "The head is so majestic", "The head is so handsome", "The head is the first beautiful man in the sect", ......

Yue Zongcheng's teeth ached for a while, knowing that this kid should have gotten a hint from Senior Sister Ming.

For many years, Senior Sister Ming has been very dissatisfied with him using "Immortal Mirage" to spy on people's hearts, especially for the people of his own sect, which makes Senior Sister Ming unacceptable - but the great world is coming, and he has to do it.

If it is Heqing Haiyan, from the corner of Siming Mountain, he and other jurisdictions, wouldn't it be much more refreshing?

"Xuanqi Dao disciple, Revival Covenant? ”

"The disciple doesn't know much, but this time in the battle for the Asking Heart Fruit, I happened to encounter a disciple of the Ancient Xuanqi Dao, who saw my Witch God Divine Body, thinking that I was a person of the Witch God Dao and a participant in the Ancient Revival Covenant, so he revealed his tone.

Only the disciple was accustomed to innocence, and as soon as he heard such a great rebellion, he immediately tried his best to fight him, and finally killed him by the sword when he was seriously injured and dying.

However, from his words, the disciple thought that the remnants of these ancient Qi refining sects were only afraid that they had been colluded, and even made a covenant, wanting to counterattack and recalculate, destroy the law system of this world, and return to ancient times.

Only then was he busy, and he couldn't care about healing, so he traveled thousands of miles and returned to the sect to report. ”

Yue Zongcheng nodded, automatically ignored Wang Qing's embellishments, and said:

"Xuanqi Dao is also an ancient great sect, and what the disciple said should be true.

When the Yuyang Dao people were back then, they were about a god of the Xuanqi Dao,"

Wang Qing also guessed so.

However, Yue Zongcheng had never seen the disciple's "Innate Xuanxuangong", so he dared to assert that he was afraid to know a lot about these great sects in ancient times.

Yue Zongcheng stood up, looked at the dome of the Seeking Dao Palace, and said slowly:

"Xuanqi Dao, Heavenly Lotus Dao, Witch God Dao...... I have encountered many ancient secrets in the four products of Siming Mountain District, and those high-grade sects will only encounter more, and the chaos is coming, and the chaos is coming, and the time left for us is running out. ”

Wang Qing suddenly asked:

"The real person in charge thinks that the Yuyang Dao people, the Heavenly Lotus Dao Battle Realm, and even the disciples' witch god god bodies are all the backhand cloths of those ancient remnants?"

"Not really, if they were able to control the situation like this, even when it came to the fate of a foundation building disciple, they wouldn't have to hide like they do now.

What's more, if you have cultivated the Witch God Divine Body, do you consider yourself a disciple of the Witch Divine Dao?

If they think like this, they are naïve and not afraid.

The ancients were destroyed, many opportunities fell silent, and now they are coming out one by one, not so much the recovery of the remnants, but the advent of the great world, the dragon and the snake rise to land, and the remnants of the ancients also saw such an opportunity, so they chose to plan. ”

"Is it a blessing or a curse for that sect to be promoted at such a moment?"

Yue Zongcheng glanced at him, didn't this kid go out for a trip, go through life and death, and his cold heart and lungs also warmed up?

"If Siming Mountain is going to be chaotic—"

Wang Qing thought about it together and hurriedly restrained it.

If you want to run away, you must not let the head of Yue know.

Yue Zongcheng didn't speculate, but said:

"The tide is rolling, and it would be naïve to think that you can hide from a corner of the country.

For example, the realms of the various sects established by the Heavenly Sword Sect only need one Mahayana monk to make a move, and they can all be destroyed, and at that time, except for the Heavenly Sword Sect itself, it can leave some foundations in the immortal city, and our affiliated sects will only have one end up destroying the sect.

Therefore, before the chaos, my Siming Mountain must lay the foundation of the immortal city, protect the power of the ancient ruins, and fight for a glimmer of life.

Wang Qing, you, Ye Fei, Chen Feng, and Tan Yu are the elites of my generation in Siming Mountain, and I can't say that the future of the sect will fall on your shoulders. ”

Wang Qing gasped.

If he can't bear it, he still doesn't want to bear it.

Tell the protagonists to bear it.

He drank some soup, and he didn't even dare to eat more meat, and he was very slim and not strong enough.

Wang Qing's thoughts turned sharply, and he suddenly stretched out the eight-legged witch god who had refined the womb of the magic weapon.

"The head of the real person, the disciple knows that the heavy responsibility is on his shoulders, this time he was born and died, and finally refined the eight-legged witch god, and in the future, he should be able to increase the efficiency of weaving the Yuanxin veil by as much as two or three times, presumably Mingzhang Ancestor and Wen Ancestor will definitely be able to explore the Yuanxin small realm as soon as possible, obtain the greatest opportunity among them, and achieve the transformation of the gods and gods, and lay a hard-won foundation for the sect.

The disciples will fight day and night, take out the spirit of not being afraid of hardship and tiredness, firmly sweat and blood without shedding tears, and make every effort to ensure the supply of the Yuanxin yarn cloak. ”

“...... So much better. ”

Wang Qing listened to the secrets, was startled again, and quickly said goodbye, as if he had been chased by a dog, and fled back to his yard.

Yue Zongcheng couldn't help but laugh when he saw him disappear quickly.

Ming Lanhua also sighed.

Wang Qing was still too tender, and was lightly deceived by Yue Zongcheng, so he broke out the plan of the witch god eight-legged to weave cloth, thinking that he originally planned to hide it himself, but now, he really wanted to sweat and cry for the sect.

But when it comes to it, he's really whimsical.

I can even think of using the eight legs of the witch god to weave cloth, if the person who called the witch god knows, it is estimated that he will be angry to clean the portal.

The coffin of the witch god is the one who has carried the coffin of the immortals, you use it to weave cloth!

Isn't it possible to use it to mend the sky?

Yue Zongcheng said leisurely:

"This kid is not shallow in his selfishness, I don't know how many yuan yarns are hidden in the mustard seed ring, this time he has a new method, and he still wants to fool the past!

If you don't push him, he won't work hard. ”

Ming Lanhua is a little curious:

"Even if his ability to weave Yuanxin yarn is very good, but the output of suitable silk is limited, where can he really hide a lot?

Could it be that the disciples of the sect who have not been raising silkworms for a long time are all raising silkworms well?

When did it become so simple to raise a Yuan Xin silkworm. ”

Yue Zongcheng swings the dust:

"Maybe, but you don't have to pay attention to these details, let Wang Qing do it, it's not beautiful for me to meddle in my feet.

It's not that the sect can't tolerate their selfishness, it's just that these selfishness can't affect the sect's plans. ”

After he finished saying this, he flicked a jade book into Ming Lanhua'er's hand:

"This is the news that Senior Brother Mo got it, Wang Qing encountered the Xuanqi Dao disciples this time, I'm afraid it's not an accident, these ancient remnants are now moving frequently.

The realm of the judicial territory to which Xiancheng belongs is still calm, and outside the Eighteen Dragon Gates, their appearance is almost semi-public. ”

Ming Lanhua stared at the jade book.

Previously, the Heavenly Sword Sect transferred people to the Eighteen Dragon Sect, to which the Qingyun Sect belonged, to produce a Yuan Infant Ancestor and fifty Jiedan monks.

Qingyun sent Zhenyun Ancestor to lead the team, and asked Mo Changchun by name - I don't know if it was a thief who wanted to force Liang to become a prostitute and send poor Mo Zongzheng to his granddaughter's couch.

Mo Changchun was ordered to explore the situation, so he mixed into the team with the cultivation of the middle stage of the Yudan.

Ming Lanhua'er has seen the jade album, which contains a lot of information from Mo Changchun, which is very detailed, and it may be sold to him.

"The ancient sects and the same demon clan are already immortal, they are outside the Eighteen Dragon Gates, aren't they afraid of the Heavenly Demons making a move?"

It must be known that the enmity of demons is from ancient times.

The demon clan's grudge against the ancient sects is even deeper than that of the current sects.

After all, the sects of this world are all unified scheduling, and in the name of the Eighteen Dragon Gates, the demon clan can't find a target for which sect they want to hate.

Yue Zongcheng shook his head:

"First, since they dare to come forward, they are afraid that even if they are heavenly demons, they may not be able to get it easily.

Second, the heavenly demons are not stupid, keeping them and detonating the civil strife of the human race, wouldn't it be better than making a big fight, or even losing both, and asking us to pick up a bargain?"

"According to Senior Brother Mo's guess, these ancient sects want to establish a foundation to resist the demon clan outside the Eighteen Dragon Gates on the one hand, and slowly infiltrate inside the Eighteen Dragon Gates on the other side, in order to plan for a day when both inside and outside will rise?

I don't know how those first-class sects will deal with it. ”

Yue Zongcheng took the entire Siming Mountain into his eyes, his eyes were far away, and he said slowly:

"They are also in a dilemma, the law in this world is strict, the laws are profound, and it is difficult to guess whether many monks are yearning for the wanton chic in ancient times.

This kind of battle of ideas is the most difficult to say.

However, as far as we are concerned, the most important thing now is the matter of promotion, once we take charge of the Immortal City, what we want to know is that someone will tell us that it is much more active than a frog in warm water, drunk and dreaming in the realm of all factions.

Senior Sister Ming, if there is a breakthrough in the Yuanxin Small Realm, are you willing to go to the Eighteen Dragon Gate?"

Ming Lanhua's face was solemn:

"Do as you are told!"

Yue Zongcheng nodded, and asked with a little delay:

"If there is a discovery in the small realm of Yuanxin, the demand for Yuanxinsha will not be so urgent, I originally wanted to ask Wang Qing to go to the Eighteen Dragon Gate, and really experience it, when I know that in addition to asking for immortals in the world, there are many things of extraordinary significance.

For example, in this demon dispute, if we lose, we will be pigs and cattle in the circle, and demon beasts will eat blood.

Since ancient times, countless monks have fought the demon land without regrets, how magnificent!

Only he himself is certainly not willing to take risks, and I am also worried that he has never experienced a tragic frontal fight, and is often used to using strength, and if he is not careful, he will be planted there.

Senior Sister Ming, what do you think?"

“...... Let's take another look. ”

......

Wang Qingduan sat in his yard.

He glanced at the many Yuanxin yarns in the mustard seed ring, there were always one hundred and eighty horses, and many of them were woven from top-grade Yuanxin silk.

"What is the use of me keeping this veil of many yuanxin. ”

Wang Qing sighed.

He just didn't want to take it out in one go, so that the sect would have no constraints to explore the small realm of the Yuan Xin - he was still so weak, and the sect was about to have earth-shattering changes, but it made him afraid.

If after he breaks through the Yuanying, or at least has the combat power of the Yuanying like Su Fan, and the sect is promoted again, many things will be much cheaper.

Several ancestors of Siming Mountain speculated that he had hidden some Yuanxin yarns, in order to go to the Yuanxin Small Realm in the future to explore opportunities for backup.

was misled by Wang Qing.

Sitting on the Silkworm Altar and the Witch God Eight-legged, he will not lack the Yuan Xin Veil at all, let alone hide his secrets.

He was reluctant to speed up the pace of the sect's promotion too much.

Too fast, will pull his eggs.

The ancestors, the protagonists, the eggs are hard, only he is an ordinary man, afraid of pain.

"Alas, it is only the development of events, and it is not diverted by my will.

Xuanqi Dao, Heavenly Lotus Dao, Wu Shen Dao, and the Daduan Divine Dynasty, these ancient forces that are dead but not stiff, step by step, are really approaching, making people breathless.

As the head of the sect said, staying in the realm of the Heavenly Sword Sect's sects and waiting for the verdict of fate is too passive.

I will take this opportunity to inform the sect of the news of the Witch God Eight Legs, and then hand over enough Yuanxin Veil later, and see whether the results of the Yuanxin Small Realm are good or bad. ”

If you are weak, you can only go with the flow.

Wang Qing thought about this, resolutely cut off his reverie, and devoted himself to cultivation.

When he breaks through the middle stage of the knot, when there is a period of time when he can quickly improve until a new bottleneck, during this time, nothing can delay his deeds.

A cyan lotus platform floated behind his head, and the Tianxin mask, the big mallet, the Qiankun sword, and the Heavenly Killing Divine Needle ...... They all appeared on the lotus platform one by one, and further practiced Ruyi.

The eight-legged witch god is sometimes united and sometimes separated behind him, and wisps of calamity are incorporated into the feet and limbs between the separation and combination, making it more and more powerful.

"Chongming Rende Gong" also rumbled and operated.

This more and more mellow and profound skill, if it weren't for Wang Qing's absorption of Taiyi Chi, Linghua's qualifications would have been greatly improved, but I am afraid that at this moment, he would have to work extremely hard even to run the true qi of benevolence and virtue for a week.

With the operation of this power, the round inner dan in the dantian gradually condensed, glowing with a faint golden light, and around the inner dan, there was a faint tremor of spiritual aura, as if a fetus was about to give birth to breath.