A few days later, in the teleportation hall of a large city in the Dongzhou Department, a group of people from the Spirit Wing Clan were ushered in, all of whom were highly cultivated and had an awe-inspiring awe-inspiring aura.

Their arrival did not arouse the hostility of the Terrans, but warmly welcomed them, because the other party held the special treasures from the Spirit Race, and they were trading with the Terran trading houses.

But what no one noticed was that when this group of Spirit Wing Clan people left the main hall, there was one less person, and they went straight to the place where the token of the teleportation array in the next state was issued.

This person is no one else, naturally Wang Mo who was entrusted by Ling Qianrong.

As a monk of other human races, he took out the Qi Transformation Pill, re-transformed into a human race, and turned into an ordinary appearance, naturally no one paid attention to it.

After waiting for more than a month and gathering enough people to teleport from the other state, Wang Mo went straight through the teleportation array to the closest place in Dongzhou.

This place is close to the heart of the mainland, and it is also the place where the aura of heaven and earth is the strongest, and there are many blessed places in the spiritual mountains, which is really a fairyland.

When he came to the Neizhou area, Wang Mo bought a detailed map, determined the Dongyun Prefecture where Haotian Sect was located, and teleported it directly.

Speaking of this Haotian Sect, it is a famous big sect in the Neizhou area, because it has a Dao Spirit Realm Immortal Master in charge, which is the Kunyu Immortal Master.

In the major states of the inner state, there are thousands of ethnic groups, occupying each state, and the strongest forces in each state are all with Dao Spirit Realm immortal masters, and even more than two people.

As for the continent, the strongest force is even more with three or more immortal masters, such as the Tianyuan Palace, the core force of the human race, and there are as many as five people with names and surnames.

A few years later, with the help of the teleportation array, Wang Mo came to a state city in Dongyun Prefecture.

This journey can be described as extremely smooth, which is also due to the fact that there are many strong people in the zone from the state to the inner state, and the teleportation array arranged is even more extensive.

It is not like when you are in the twelve states of the border region, the teleportation arrays between each city are not necessarily connected, and you have to rush to the connected teleportation arrays to teleport.

Of course, this also requires an unusually large amount of resources, and Wang Mo did not contribute a single spirit stone for this reason, and it was completely provided by Ling Qianrong.

After entering Wu'an City, Wang Mo did not hesitate to find an inn to check in, took out the spirit feather of Ling Zhanyun, sent a message to it, and waited.

The spirit clan of this Spirit Wing Clan is not only a gift to friends, a symbol of identity, but also can be used for communication, of course, only the strong above the sixth order.

As for the person who has been trained, he naturally has a certain distance to sense, and the higher the cultivation, the wider the sensing distance for the spirit feather.

The vast and vast state cities, for Wang Mo, even if he has a spirit feather induction, it takes a great deal of experience to find it, if it weren't for Ling Qianrong's ** strength, condensing the essence of the spirit feather, Wang Mo would not dare to waste it like this.

After waiting for three days without getting a response, Wang Mo immediately set off for the nearest state city, and did the same, but there was still no result.

Wang Mo was not discouraged, if he was so lucky, only separated by two cities, he wanted to find the location of Ling Zhanyun, it was really too simple, and his luck was really against the sky.

After teleporting more than 100 big cities and spending several years, Wang Mo finally got a response from Ling Zhanyun in a place called Wu'an City.

But what made his face change slightly was that Ling Zhanyun's response was extremely weak, not because the distance was too far, but because the aura of the heavy injury was weak.

......

Sou!

Blue sky and white clouds, a faint light broke through the sky, swept away the clouds, and scattered the passing birds.

In the bustling inner state area of Dongzhou, there were countless monks in the past, but to the vast land, whether it was human beings or other living beings, it seemed extremely small.

This retreat has been shuttling non-stop for nearly half a year, although I met many monks along the way, but they didn't say hello, as if the purpose was extremely clear.

"This is it!"

On this day, the light suddenly stopped, revealing the figure of an ordinary monk, who was the person Wang Mo had transformed.

took out the spirit feather and sensed it, and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his body floated inward in a flash, and landed on the mountain col below in a few breaths.

"Brother Ling, open the formation ban!"

Wang Mo glanced around, but did not find the slightest trace, which showed that it was quite hidden, so he entered a message to Ling Yu.

As the message was entered, but there was no response in time, it took several hours for a pile of rocks not far away to flash a few faint rays of light, revealing a crack.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo did not hesitate to dodge into it, and the crack disappeared with a buzzing sound.

Inside, Wang Mo went deep for a few miles or so, and came to a place where the light was shining, and there was a golden figure sitting cross-legged inside, which was a spirit war cloud that had not been seen for more than a hundred years.

It's just that at this time, Ling Zhanyun is no longer the peerless elegance of the past, his face is pale, his handsome face is full of tiredness, and there is even a trace of blue-black air surging on his forehead.

"You're here!"

Ling Zhanyun, who seemed to be more than ten years old, suddenly opened his eyes, hoarse voice, and said with a wry smile.

"What's going on?"

Looking at Ling Zhanyun's eyes like two purple-red blood balls, and bursts of fishy smell emanating from them, it was not difficult for Wang Mo to imagine that his body was extremely poisonous, and even, if it weren't for these forbidden formations, he would have faintly felt Ling Zhanyun's cultivation.

With his current divine consciousness cultivation, not to mention that he has the Great Perfection of the Nirvana Spirit Realm, but he definitely has the power of the late stage, if it weren't for the fact that the Yuan Spirit Divine Light has not been fully refined, I am afraid that even the divine consciousness of the Great Perfection of the Nirvana Spirit Realm will not be able to compare to him.

But now, Ling Zhanyun's cultivation fluctuated, and the pressure on him was extremely strong for a while, and it suddenly fell a lot for a while, which seemed extremely unstable.

"It's hard to put into words!"

The corners of Ling Zhanyun's mouth twitched slightly, and he elaborated in detail.

As he told a little bit, Wang Mo understood the whole story, and he knew more clearly what Ling Zhanyun's injury was now.

"The Soul Devouring Blood Poison belongs to the seventh-order top-level Spirit Poison, and I am only suppressing it by the few Supreme Treasure Spirit Pills left behind when I left the clan back then, if it weren't for that, I'm afraid I would have turned into dry bones!"

At the end of the story, Ling Zhanyun's face was full of bitterness and loss.

"Brother Ling, I think there is something strange about this matter, with the friendship between you and Senior Sister Xuan for hundreds of years, she has never betrayed you, how can she harm you at this time?"

Wang Mo groaned slightly, the so-called bystanders were clear, Ling Zhanyun's body was severely injured, and under the fatigue of his mind and body, he was suspicious of Xuan Ziling, and he was not concerned about it.

"But I have the invisible treasure given by my mother, unless I voluntarily reveal my true body, even if it is the Great Perfection of the Spirit Void Realm, I may not be able to see my roots.

Over the years, don't say that the Spirit Void Realm is a strong person, even if it is a late-stage powerhouse, I rarely see it!"

Ling Zhanyun shook his head, and the color of pain was unmistakable.

"Let's not talk about these things first, although this soul-devouring blood poison is domineering, it is not impossible to get rid of!"

Wang Mo flipped his wrist, took out two jade bottles, and handed them to him.

"What is this?"

Ling Zhanyun turned his face sideways, his divine sense slightly sensed the things in the jade bottle, and he suddenly exclaimed, "Seventh-order top-grade spirit pill!"

"Yes, although it is not a pill that specializes in detoxifying the spirit blood poison, with the medicinal power of these two spirit pills, it should be enough to suppress the blood poison and support you to return to the clan!"

Wang Mo nodded, the reason why he didn't worry too much about Ling Zhanyun's injury was mostly because there were too many elixirs and healing pills left by the Qing Ling Immortal Master, and they were all of extremely high grade.

"I didn't expect that the mother queen's unpredictable prophet actually calculated that I was poisoned, so I asked you to bring the elixir, but I can't return to the clan, I must ask Zi Ling for clarification!"

Ling Zhanyun's face was beaming, but it eventually turned into a low gloom.

"Brother Ling, don't be stubborn, the clan emperor has been waiting for you for a long time, if there is a little difference, how can you let me explain?"

Wang Mo's brows furrowed, knowing that Ling Zhanyun was stubborn, but he couldn't imagine that he would be like this in such a situation.

"The purple spirit has become my inner demon!"

Ling Zhanyun slowly closed his terrifying eyes, and the aura around his body fluctuated, and in a trance, there seemed to be a flash of blood.

"Inner Demon!"

Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, the heart demon belongs to an invisible thing, but all cultivators will have it, no matter what kind of living being.

This inner demon can be the attachment to a certain thing, or it can be the death of the most important person in life, all kinds of mental emotions are condensed, it can be said that the inner demon is definitely one of the biggest obstacles in a cultivator's life.

Even if it is a Dao Spirit Realm Immortal Master, when he crosses the Heavenly Dao Tribulation, most of them can't survive it and fall under it.

For example, Wang Mo has cultivated so far, although he has not crossed the heart demon tribulation, but when he breaks through the spiritual void, this tribulation will inevitably be born, if he can't get through, he will either turn into a bloodthirsty monster, or his own flesh and blood will collapse, and the Dao will die.

"You haven't cultivated yet, but all the seventh-order spirit race, that is, the spiritual void realm called by the human race, will give birth to a trace of underworld induction, when I saw the purple spirit for the first time, although I didn't break through to the seventh-order cultivation, but I knew that she was the fetters of my life.

Live for her, die for her, if it is successful, then my path is smooth, if not, then the road will die. ”

Ling Zhanyun's deep voice floated out slowly, as if there was no emotion in it, and there was an indescribable gloom.

"Is the spirit void revealed?"

Wang Mo muttered, looking at this man who killed the border region for his sister and stood up to the sky, he sighed a little for a while.

"By the way, tell me, it's only been less than a hundred years, how did you go from Dongping Prefecture to the hinterland of the Spirit Clan and meet my mother emperor?"

After a while, Ling Zhanyun restrained his thoughts, and then remembered to ask Wang Mo the reason for his arrival.

"It's hard to put into words!"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth twitched a few times, and he spoke one by one.

There's not much to hide this, when the Qingling Festival was so big, Ling Zhanyun was not a stupid person, if he lied, it would be just a matter of arousing suspicion.

"Good boy, when I saw you back then, I knew that you were not simple, you could actually pass through the spatial crack and reach such a far place!"

After listening to Wang Mo's narration, Ling Zhanyun scolded with a smile.

Back then, he asked Wang Mo if he was interested in the Qingling Festival, and asked Xuan Ziling to ask for a place for him, but Wang Mo politely refused, so he broke into the Qingling tomb alone and stole all his treasures.

The loss of the Qingling tomb made the twelve states in the border region, and even those strong sects who had been staring at the relics of the Qingling Immortal Master and fighting in secret for countless years, finally blow their beards and stare at them, swallowing this bitter fruit.

"Hey, hey!"

Wang Momo rubbed the bridge of his nose and could only laugh dryly.

Of course, he just said that he had no intention of getting a jade slip with the secret history of the Qingling tomb, and he hid it one by one for the Qingling Immortal Master to set up a big deception, preparing to be reborn against the sky, and the matter of Gu Cangsong.

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