He Miaomiao kept thinking back to the jade slips he had seen, the records about the outside world and the teleportation tower.

There is no record in the jade slip of which realm to go to after breaking through the teleportation tower, at least what is sold outside and can be obtained by low-level monks, there is not a single word.

Regarding the teleportation tower, the news of Lingnan is also not abundant, only the road to the end of the Dan can be successfully broken, there are many difficulties and dangers inside, there are many dangers, some people die in it, and some people return with serious injuries.

However, when the monk returned, it was as if his memories had been taken away, and when he recalled the experience in the portal, there was only a haze.

The monks who broke through the teleportation tower were even more silent, and it seemed that they could no longer communicate with this world when they went to the outside world, at least He Miaomiao had always thought so when he first entered the immortal cultivation realm.

But as she got more and more knowledge, she knew that this was not the case at all.

The existence of Jiang Mulin and the female cultivator back then clearly showed that the outside world could communicate with this world, and the 'Fangshi' and Buddhist friends mentioned by the Lord of Yunshui Guan Guan were all from the outside world.

What she couldn't figure out was that she could even come here to experience during the Qi refining period, why didn't those seniors who went to the outside world to marry Yuan Babies come back to benefit the younger generations?

It's not incomprehensible that these outside monks don't say much to people in this realm, but why don't the seniors who went out of this realm want to come back and give advice?

Even if he just leaves a few words for his own sect and family, it will not make the Qinglang world so closed.

Everything is quirky.

"Isn't there something strange about the teleportation tower that no one knows? Otherwise, how could people with high strength like Yao Lao and Wei Changfeng not break through?"

Lingnan at this time does not have many remaining knots, but either their strength is average, or their longevity is insufficient, it is understandable that these people are reluctant to go to the teleportation tower to take risks, but it is impossible for Wei Changfeng and Yao Lao not to be tempted by the outside world.

"Why don't you go to the portal? Could it be that the upper realm that leads there is not where they want to go?"

Even the message can't be delivered, so ... Is it really possible to easily form a primordial baby and be at ease in the outside world?

Wei Changfeng and Yao Lao, did they stay in the Qinglang Realm and wait for another way out because they knew the situation after breaking through the teleportation tower, not what everyone thought?

Since Jiang Mulin didn't come from the teleportation tower, does it mean that there is not only one way for the two worlds to communicate?

"Will the 'secret key' they snatch also be related to the outside world?"

He Miaomiao's mind was in chaos, like wisps of thin threads that seemed to be related, but could not be closed, the more she knew, the more it became a mess, and it was difficult to see clearly.

"Hey, you guys discussed, who will help me in the next game?"

Han Tingshan had recovered most of the time, at least on the outside, she looked the same as usual, she stood up and looked down at the three people who were still sitting silently.

He Miaomiao, Jiang Mulin, and Shen Sanfeng glanced at each other, and they all saw reluctance in each other's eyes.

She didn't want to waste her spiritual power to help anyone, not to mention that she was still such a nonsense person, and she couldn't get half a benefit by helping her, and maybe she would be blamed.

Jiang Mulin already had murderous intentions towards her, wishing that she would die at the hands of the phantom, but when he heard her arrogant tone, he was even more reluctant to speak.

"I'll help you. ”

Shen Sanfeng still cherished words like gold, but Han Tingshan didn't expect that it was him who finally spoke, with some disgust and disgust in his eyes, but in the end he just opened his mouth and didn't say anything ugly.

She stood with her right hand on her chest with her back to the three of them, sacrificed the green bamboo array lot, and once again calculated the array eye that would stimulate the next level.

He Miaomiao, Jiang Mulin, and Shen Sanfeng immediately dodged, each jumping to a long distance, and the defensive shield on their bodies was full of aura, and they were ready to fight again.

This time, the calculation was extraordinarily long, and I don't know if it was because Han Tingshan consumed too much, or if the formation itself became stronger.

After half a pillar of incense, the white space finally made a sound of shattering, turning into white fragments as if it had just happened, and the real ground and stone walls were revealed.

He Miaomiao looked at it, they seemed to be in a medium-sized stone cave dug by man, and sixteen male cultivator phantoms walked out of the stone wall, from transparent to solid, still carrying long swords.

Everyone was accustomed to these illusions that looked like heavens, and they were also used to sword light attacks, and before they could completely condense, they had already dodged and made moves against each of them.

......

He Miaomiao ignored the sword light that couldn't be avoided, grabbed the phantom dagger, jumped into the air, followed the falling momentum, and stabbed between the eyebrows of the male cultivator below.

The sword light rushed straight to her left shoulder, piercing through the defensive shield and defensive vestment, and was about to pierce her shoulder blade, but she saw her body bend at a distorted angle in the air, just past the sword light.

At the same time as landing on the ground, the phantom held by both hands had sunk deep into the phantom's head, and the soft touch was very different from the real person, and in a few blinks, the phantom had become transparent, and finally turned into spiritual light and melted into the mountain wall.

Jiang Mulin was the first to end the battle, leaning against a mountain wall, watching the battle with his hands on his chest. Seeing He Miaomiao's battle, he smiled and showed a mouthful of big white teeth, and then motioned to her to see how Shen Sanfeng helped.

Han Tingshan was already at the end of the crossbow, and the remaining two phantoms were still wielding their long swords. She was powerless to counterattack at all, so she could only keep dodging and dodging, her eyes kept drifting to Shen Sanfeng, hoping that he would end the battle quickly and come to help.

Shen Sanfeng was unhurried, there was a black mist around him, and his defense was amazing. But I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the figure turned into evil qi fought against the last phantom, and it didn't look as fast as before.

He Miaomiao sat down against the mountain wall, recovering her spiritual power while watching the battle.

Shen Sanfeng's small black banner hanging on his head was very eye-catching. The figures condensed by those evil qi were only rough shapes, with long hands and feet, without facial features and specific details, and their gestures were all black mist.

Every time the phantom's sword light attacked the black shadow, it would only bring a burst of black mist to disperse, and then the little banner flashed, and it could once again inject evil qi and condense into a human form, and quickly reached out and grabbed the phantom's eyebrows.

Shen Sanfeng didn't seem to have any signs of spiritual power, but the evil qi overflowing from Xiao Wan was getting weaker and weaker, and He Miaomiao didn't know whether he wanted to delay time and make Han Tingshan suffer a little, or if he really had no energy to spare.

"Ah!!" Han Tingshan screamed, it was the sword light that slashed into her face, pulling out a long blood mark from top to bottom, and in the midst of fear, the green jade ring froze for a moment, and she was almost about to die under the sword light.

Seeing this, Shen Sanfeng's defensive black qi condensed into the black shadow, and the black shadow actually faintly protruded his facial features, pierced the phantom's eyebrows with one hand and grabbed it fiercely, and then immediately turned around and attacked the phantom in front of Han Tingshan.

The speed of the black shadow was extremely fast, and the phantom was completely wiped out in dozens of moves, leaving only Han Tingshan, who was covered in blood, slumped to the ground and covered her face and groaned in pain.

The three of them just lifted their eyelids and glanced at them, and no one stepped forward to comfort them. The last hurdle has passed, and Han Tingshan's combat power is no longer there, and it can't affect the overall situation.

The three of them hurried to regain their spiritual power and consciousness, and turned a deaf ear to the wailing that resounded through the cave.