Ling Bai promised to save people, but he had one condition, he didn't allow Jiuluo to follow.

He can handle it himself. Jiuluo must not follow to make a risk.

What Jiu Luo thought was that he couldn't let him run to Ghost Peak to fight alone, even if he was Zhanzun.

After all, she is the senator, and it is her responsibility to protect the Sam clan.

Lingge stayed to take care of the little fairy ginseng, and she accompanied Ling Bai to save people, one more person and one more help.

The two argued for a few words, and Ling Bai suddenly whispered to her.

"It's late at night, so let's not argue about it yet. I have passed on the Mahayana Prajna Mind to you, and as long as you practice diligently, you will definitely achieve success. ”

Without waiting for Jiu Luo to argue again, he had already begun to recite the mantra. Jiuluo didn't want to miss it, so he sat down cross-legged and concentrated on it.

Lingge was about to protest against Jiu Luo leaving him here to take care of the little fairy ginseng, but seeing her posture, he understood that it must be the mental method that Ling Bai had said before the secret words with her, so he changed his mind, stopped bothering her, and took the little fairy ginseng to find a flat place to rest.

The surroundings were quiet, except for the murmuring of the river and the rustling of leaves in the night breeze.

Since Lingge broke through the bottleneck, he obviously felt that the spiritual power in his body was becoming more and more abundant, and it was no longer like the original state of exhaustion, seeing that the little fairy ginseng was lying beside him and had yawned and gradually fell asleep, he also sat cross-legged and began to practice the internal strength method that Si Lu Xingjun had taught.

After three hours, Jiuluo finally gained something, and he memorized the Mahayana Prajna Mental Method.

When he opened his eyes, Ling Bai sat opposite, meditating with his eyes closed. The distance between the two was only three feet, the firewood burned out, the pale moonlight shone on his face, and the facial features that reflected his mark were also a little cold.

Ling Bai felt the gaze from Jiuluo and slowly opened his eyes.

At the same time, Jiuluo let out a strange "huh".

"Why isn't it dawn?"

About eight hours have passed since Jiuluo woke up in the illusion, and there is no reason why it is still dark.

Ling Bai obviously also noticed that something was wrong, and stood up and looked at the crescent moon in the sky, staring at it for a long time without saying a word.

The Phantom Turtle shrunk its head and tail and only had a shell, eerily quiet.

Xiao Xian Ginseng was still sleeping, Jiu Luo walked over, and saw her open mouth, half of her fat face pressed against her lotus-like arm, squeezing so much that saliva flowed out. Jiu Luo leaned over and pinched Lingge's sleeve and gently helped Xiao Xian Ginseng wipe away his saliva, and peeked at Ling Ge after doing bad things, but saw him sitting next to Xiao Xian Ginseng with his eyes closed, frowning slightly, as if his cultivation had encountered some obstacles.

Jiu Luo understood that when cultivating the internal strength of the mind, the most taboo was to disturb the outside world, she stared at Lingge twice, and felt that it was okay, so she walked along the edge of the river beach.

The long night seemed to resemble a giant monster, mouth open ready to devour them at any moment.

She couldn't understand why it was still in the dark after so long.

According to the time calculation, it should be the afternoon of the second day when she came to Biyuan Immortal Mountain. However, the Sun God Monarch didn't go to work, did he do something wrong and was demoted to the mortal world by the Jade Emperor?

Jiuluo looked up at the endless night sky, except for a crescent moon, there were no stars and clouds.

It's weird. Could it be that the day and night of Biyuan Immortal are such a scene?

She always felt that something was wrong. However, I couldn't figure it out for a while.

Just as she was meditating, suddenly a terrible scream came from Lingge's side.

Jiu Luo immediately turned around and ran towards him, and at the same time, Ling Bai also woke up from his contemplation and looked at Ling Ge.

Xiao Xian Ginseng was so frightened by this roar that he woke up from his dream, and saw Ling Ge's eyes red, sitting next to him panting, his forehead and back drenched in cold sweat.

Xiao Xian Ginseng hugged Lingge's waist and cried, "Brother, brother, what's wrong with you?"

Lingge didn't answer, but raised his hand to point at the Phantom Soul Turtle, as if angry and scolded: "Mixed ...... Dead ...... You...... You ......" he said for a long time, but he didn't say anything.