The more Cheng Ziming thought about it, the more uneasy he became. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Since the Gu Immortals, the temple has existed for an unknown number of thousands of years, many formations have failed, and many maintenance methods have been lost. And in the past few thousand years, the demon clan has also been very sloppy in the repair of the temple, maybe something went wrong?

Could it be that Cheng Ziming is also so unlucky, like Mei Qingchi and Huo Shiren, he can't teleport back to the big world?

In that case, wouldn't he have to stay in this small world forever?

The problem is that Mei Qingchi and Huo Shiren lost the opportunity to teleport back to the big world because they had an accident and became half-human and half-demon, and were judged to be dead by the holy card. And Cheng Ziming is obviously fine, and the barbarians who are traveling with him have already teleported back, why can't he wait for the spiritual light of the teleportation when he arrives here with Cheng Ziming?

After thinking about it, Cheng Ziming's heart was full of doubts, he couldn't find the answer, he couldn't understand the reason, and there was no other way but to wait.

Time passed little by little, the thin clouds in the sky had dispersed, the sun was rising higher and higher, and the sunlight was getting stronger and stronger. The night before, each cold spring had spewed out eight soul beads. In the Cold Spring Pavilion where Cheng Ziming was, the soul beads that spewed out had been exhausted in the battle with the powerful ghosts. And the soul beads spewed out by the other cold springs still remained on the ground. The surface of the soul bead rippled under the sunlight, and some surfaces even emitted faint green smoke, obviously this kind of heavenly treasure was also afraid of sunlight.

If the sun is allowed to shine any longer, the soul beads everywhere will collapse into yin qi and disappear into the air.

"If you really want to be forced to stay in this small world, these soul beads should still have a big effect. Cheng Ziming thought secretly in his heart, sighed, and walked out of the Cold Spring Pavilion with Xin Yue. The two of them quickly searched and put away the soul beads on the ground one by one. This time the receipt is quite large. These soul beads are very rare in the big world, and if you can bring them back, you will definitely be able to sell them for a good price.

"If I can bring it back......" Cheng Ziming sighed and shook his head, without any joy in his heart.

After putting away the soul beads, Xin Yue hid under the shade of the tree. Cheng Ziming looked at Hanquan Village in the distance in a daze: should you go to the shade of the mountains and forests of the Ghost King Temple to find Gu Siniang's old acquaintances? Or should you go to the village with Xin Yue first and find a cooler house to hide from the sun?

When he was struggling, he suddenly felt something, and he turned his head to look at the cold lake.

I saw the water on the cold lake sparkling, and the vast lake was connected to the distant sky. At some point, a carriage came at a rapid pace from the junction of heaven and water. The silver-white horses and silver-white chariots walked steadily above the water, and the horses' hooves flew over, splashing from time to time.

A moment later, the carriage drove to the lake, and the white horse jumped lightly onto the shore, walked straight in front of Cheng Ziming, stomped his hooves, and snorted at the same time.

There was no driver in the car, and the carriage obviously came on a special trip, which shows that the horse should have some spirituality.

Look at this horse, tall and strong, snow-white, silver brown hair flying in the wind, at first glance it is a precious horse. But if you look closely, you will find that this horse's whole body is cold and lifeless, and it is actually a ghost!

The ghost good horse can actually walk in the sunlight without scruples, which shows that it is a ghost thing with some Taoism. And the ghost thing that cultivates like this is willing to be sent by someone to pull the cart, which shows that its owner must be even more unusual.

Cheng Ziming squinted his eyes and looked at the white horse carefully. The white horse was obviously a little impatient, snorted a few times, and took a few steps forward, and the door was facing Cheng Ziming.

"If you come here, you will be safe. There's nowhere to go anyway. Cheng Ziming turned his mind a few times, stepped into the carriage, and Xin Yue also walked out of the shade of the tree, looked at the white horse a few times, and followed into the carriage.

The carriages are made of locust wood, and the windows are intricately decorated. The fur cushions are soft and warm, and a pot of orchids fills the carriage with the fragrance of flowers on the gold-clad coffee table in the four corners. This car is well-made, it is even a magic weapon, and with the high-level ghost pulling the car, it is no wonder that you can tread water.

As soon as the two of them were seated, the white horse eagerly pulled the cart, jumped off the shore of the lake, and galloped away in the direction from which they had come.

Cheng Ziming looked out the window, watching the cold spring lake rippling under the wheels, and his emotions fluctuated with the lake.

Who is the owner of this horse? Where is this going, and if the owner of the horse is powerful, can he help me go back?

Cheng Ziming secretly guessed for a long time, but after thinking about it, he couldn't find an answer. I simply stopped thinking about the troubles and concentrated on the scenery outside the car.

The white horse galloped like lightning, and in a moment it was already far from the shore. Looking back, I saw that the shore of the lake at the entrance of Hanquan Village was almost one with the sky, and when I looked ahead, I still couldn't see the other side.

Cheng Ziming sighed in his heart: This Cold Spring Lake is really wide. I don't know if the owner of this horse lives on the island in the middle of the lake, if the lake and mountains on the island are good, and he can barely live there, he will feel more at ease.

was thinking wildly, when suddenly the carriage tilted suddenly, and I saw the white horse flying up diagonally, soaring into the sky, and flying into the sky with the carriage.

Cheng Ziming was so frightened that he held on to the car window, only to see the clouds and mist outside the window, as if passing through layers of white clouds, and then his vision widened, and he had already flown above the clouds. For a time, the lake is wide, the land is vast, and the fertile fields are in full view.

"That's how it feels when Edgeworth flies. It's so cool. Cheng Ziming's heart stirred, and he almost swept away the depression just now. Flying with Edgeworth and becoming a true Flying Immortal is the dream of all Qi Refining Stage Immortal cultivators. It's just that Cheng Ziming currently only has a third-level cultivation of qi refining, and he is still far from building a foundation, and flying freely in the sky like a true immortal is also just a very distant dream.

Suddenly, the white horse neighed, as if it was a reminder, as if it was an early warning.

I saw a sudden ripple in the sky, as if the water surface reflecting the sky had suddenly been wrinkled by the wind. The white horse took the lead, rushing into the ripples first, as if through a mirror, and disappeared in an instant. Then it was Cheng Ziming's turn to drive.

In a daze, Cheng Ziming only felt that he had passed through some kind of barrier in a flicker, as if he had been suddenly beaten with a stick, and he had a headache and dizziness.

When he calmed down, he hurriedly looked around, only to see that the surroundings were full of clouds and mist, full of spiritual energy, and full of spiritual power, as if it was a small world full of spiritual power. But Xin Yue, who was sitting firmly in the carriage, disappeared at this time.

After pondering it carefully, he immediately understood. Xin Yue, a divine soul clone, will only leave his body in a place where there is abundant yin qi and appear alone. This small world is full of spiritual energy, it is even more suitable for immortal cultivators to practice than in the big world, the spiritual energy is lush and there is no yin qi, Xin Yue obviously can't leave the body, this is forced to return to the body.

No wonder I suddenly felt uncomfortable just now. Xin Yue's cultivation in the small world has improved, and his soul has become more condensed, and he is really a little uncomfortable when he squeezes into his body all of a sudden.

While he was thinking wildly, the carriage suddenly stopped. I only heard the neighing of the white horse, as if to remind me that it was time to be in place.

Cheng Ziming hurriedly got out of the car and looked around, only to feel a burst of unbelievable, this place is really peculiar.

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