The black mist erupted from the desert whirlpool violently spewed out, mixed with a lot of materials such as soul sand, purple lazuli, and green locust wood, projected far away from the desert, and the farthest flew thousands of miles away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When the black mist erupted, more than a dozen disciples of the Kunwu Sect were seriously injured and died without warning, but this was not the most important thing, the most important thing was that the secret of the Desert Vortex could no longer be kept, and the situation of their family monopolizing the Desert Vortex was facing unprecedented challenges.

As the suzerain of the Kunwu Sect, Xuanji Zhenren is still good at stability in his character, and everything is for the long-term consideration of the sect, and after discussing with Qingyi Zhenren, he found that if he wants to monopolize it, it is very likely to trigger the hostility and even siege of the Kunwu Sect by several sects.

Taking a step back, their Kunwu Sect was the first to discover, and the Desert Vortex was the closest to its sect, so even if it couldn't be monopolized, it would be no problem to share the majority in it.

It didn't take long for the Kunwu Sect to reach an agreement with the Luoxia Sect and the Cangming Sect, and the Heavy Sword Sect on the coast of the East China Sea also wanted a piece of the pie after getting the news, and the three major sects still nodded and agreed after discussing it, but it is unknown what compromise the Heavy Sword Sect made in it.

At the same time, the four factions also invited the Guanghan Palace in the extreme north, not that the people in the four factions were generous enough to divide a part of the benefits that they had already won, but that with the Guanghan Palace, the giant of the Xuan Realm cultivation sect, in front of him, the pressure from other coveting forces in the Xuan Realm would not directly fall on the heads of the three sects in the future.

The distribution of the Desert Vortex materials was basically unified after several consultations between the four sects.

Among them, the Guanghan Palace occupies forty percent, the Kunwu Sect occupies the advantage of geographical advantages, and the light that was discovered first occupies three percent, and the other three families each account for one percent, which can be regarded as barely recognized by the high-level of each sect.

Since then, all the sects have sent their disciples into the valley to search, and the Frost Moon Yuanjun, who has crossed the realm of the Yuan Shen and reached the realm of robbery, directly sent by the Guanghan Palace, came to the desert.

After looking at the black gravel powder taken out by the Kunwu Sect Qingyi Zhenren, even the Frost Moon Yuanjun shook his head and said nothing. She has been robbed for thousands of years, and she is one of the most famous Yuan Jun in the Guanghan Palace, even she doesn't know, so Qingyi Zhenren and the others are basically dead, and they are about to give up the idea of getting to the bottom of it.

Suddenly, a year has passed, and the disciples of the five major sects of Guanghan, Kunwu, Luoxia, Cangming, and Chongjian, and even the first-level great cultivators are all in a good mood, and their cultivation has improved a lot, all because of the existence of the black vortex in the desert, compared to before, many kinds of genius earth treasures that were difficult to obtain in the past are now available, how can they not be happy?

It's just that the mood of the first Yunhong of the Liquan Peak of the Kunwu Sect has not been very good, under her disciple, headed by the eldest disciple Lan Yue, including the sixth disciple Yin Yin, the seventh disciple Shi Chuan, and even the guest Elder Bai, a total of four people have not heard from them after coming down the mountain a year ago, no matter how she launched the disciples to search, even if she went out to explore the mountain in person, she found nothing.

In addition to Yunhong, Lan and Zhenren, the head of the first-line peak, also occasionally remembered the disciple who disappeared from him, and at that time, he was the one who ordered him to follow and monitor the movements of Ishikawa and Yin Yin, but with the disappearance of Lan Yue and the others, that disciple also disappeared immediately.

A whole year passed, and Yun Hong also resigned herself to no longer looking for it, but turned her attention to these newly registered disciples, hoping to find one or two heirs with good qualifications and talents.

After Yin Yin's disappearance, Ling Yan, who had always seemed to be a little uneasy with her on Liquan Peak, did not show much joy, firstly, because Yunhong Zhenren was now in a time of emotional irritability, Ling Yan was clever, but she did not want to touch her head at this time, and secondly, because after Yin Yin disappeared, she suddenly found that she seemed to have some feelings of emptiness in her heart, and she didn't know why.

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Ishikawa had been trapped in this small space for an unknown amount of time, and although he couldn't keep an accurate time, even if he estimated, he knew that he hadn't seen the light of day for at least nearly a year.

Ishikawa's estimate was not accurate, but it was not far from the truth, he had been in this place for a whole year, and it might have been more than ten days.

Soon after he reached the bottom of the whirlpool, he was suddenly stunned by the shaking and explosion that was taking place underground, and the immense force of the shattered object rushed straight upwards with the shattered object, and anything that stood in their way was smashed into a mass of slag.

Ishikawa was initially grazed in the shoulder because he couldn't dodge, but when he was cut off a large piece of flesh, ignoring the bleeding wound and the pain in his heart, he instinctively began to dodge and run, until he got headlong into some irregular hole in the stone wall.

Fearing that the sharp shards from the shaking would crash into the hole again, Ishikawa ran tirelessly through the narrow cavern, not knowing how long it took and how many turns he turned, until he didn't feel the slightest bit behind him.

There were three more forks in front of him, Ishikawa suddenly realized that how many more or less forks he had passed like this, and after a little thought, he gave up the plan to count, it was too much, but fortunately, he kept an eye on the first fork, and chose all the way in the order of the left, the right, otherwise, he wouldn't want to go out in his life, now he just needs to remember that the last time he chose the left.

The space here is not small, Ishikawa was relieved and could no longer support his body, he lay down on the ground softly, restrained the drowsiness that hit him like a huge wave, took half of the pill, tried his best to scrape off the scorched marks on his shoulder with a short sword, and then thickly applied a layer of new medicine, and finally fell asleep.

Ishikawa slept dimly this time, and it took me an unknown number of hours to wake up from the darkness, and the severe pain all over his body, especially the pain in his internal organs, almost made him faint again after his eyes were black, and his throat was dry like a fire, and even the center of his eyebrows was jumping, as if something wanted to break open the skull and drill out.

With difficulty, he took out a spirit fruit from the storage bag and chewed it and swallowed it, Ishikawa exhaled a breath of turbid air with satisfaction, and although there was still unbearable pain in many parts of his body, at least his throat was not so hot.