The only way

Chapter 784
There are white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the bright sun shines through the clouds and casts golden clouds.

The warm wind brings the fragrance of flowers, and the clear air is comfortable and soft.

The huge formation that had been silent for many years, burst into dazzling light on an ordinary afternoon.

On a high platform not far away, two monks sitting cross-legged suddenly opened their eyes, flew up, and landed on the edge of the formation, their eyes full of solemnity.

Strong spatial fluctuations shook the entire Qianjing.

The light of the teleportation formation has not yet dissipated, and several streamers of light have leaped to all parts of Ganjing.

In just a few breaths, three or four figures descended.

With the improvement of cultivation base and the experience of many times of teleportation, Lingchu has become accustomed to the earth-shaking feeling at the moment of teleportation.

He just felt dizzy and slightly uncomfortable, and soon woke up.

When I opened my eyes, everything in front of me brightened up.

Countless spiritual power poured into her body crazily, she couldn't help running her mind, and her meridian dantian eagerly absorbed the spiritual power.

It seemed as if the ailment had disappeared, and the dust had been wiped away, and a sense of lightness and lightness rose between the body and mind.

The realm that was already loose was even weaker, Lingchu suppressed the throbbing and boiling spiritual power in his heart.

She could feel that there was only a thin layer of paper separating her from the Nascent Soul Realm, and if she was retreating now, she would have no less than [-]% chance of breaking through.

Her state of mind and cultivation are not bad.

The remaining [-]% is chance, luck and determination.

It wasn't just Lingchu who was like this. When he suddenly returned to Donglu, his surroundings were filled with full spiritual power. Among the 14 people, most of them had improved their cultivation bases, and a few of them were like Lingchu, and their realm barriers were loosened.

This time, if the 14 people go back to retreat separately, they will have a lot of benefits in the future.

The light of the formation gradually dissipated, and a group of monks who surrounded the formation moved silently, and the vigilance in their eyes dissipated.

As soon as Lingchu stood firm, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and then he was locked firmly in an embrace.

The Liulihuo and the natal magic weapon Weiji Umbrella in Lingchu's dantian both jumped slightly, but quickly fell silent again.

Liu Wuwu, Jiang Yanzhi, and Mingyue also reacted extremely quickly, but they stopped before they could attack.

Because everyone has already seen clearly that the monks around are all elders of the five great immortal sects.

As for the hugged Lingchu, when he looked up, he saw his master's heroic eyebrows and a bright smile.

"My boy, you're back!"

It was Zhenjun Duanyi.

Zhenjun Duanyi held Lingchu in one hand, checked his little apprentice up and down, and nodded, "That's right, there are no missing arms or legs, and the little face is still pretty good."

Without inquiring about the situation, or asking about the status of the task immediately, Zhenjun Duanyi pulled his apprentice and talked to himself with a smile.

Except for Zhang Xuzhi and Mingyue of the Sanqing Daozong, the rest of the people looked at Zhenjun Duanyi and Lingchu in surprise.

They have never seen such a master!

And the few people in Jianzhai were even more inexplicable, because they saw that Zhenjun Yijian, who was supposed to be the elder of their Jianzhai, was following Zhenjun Duanyi with a smile on his face at this moment!

And he followed Zhenjun Duanyi to greet Lingchu with his cold and warmth.

"Lingchu, right? As long as you come back safely, you are the only female apprentice under your master's lap. Duanyi has always been worried about you these few years, and she has lost weight."

Zhenjun Yijian didn't have the cold arrogance on his face at the moment, and he smiled very kindly at Lingchu, but his eyes always drifted to Zhenjun Duanyi.

Lingchu suspiciously looked at the master whose expression remained unchanged, and the smiling Master Yijian, then at the master's rosy cheeks and the soft arms when he was hugging himself.

Thin?

Zhenjun Duanyi squinted at Zhenjun Yijian, "My apprentice, do you want to take care of me?"

Immediately, True Monarch Yijian blushed, and stammered, "I...you..."

Lingchu opened his eyes slightly, and the three of Jiang Yanzhi also opened their eyes wide.

In the past few years, what happened?
As for the other disciples, they didn't dare to look directly at them, but their small eyes kept glancing over.

Only the elders of the other sects present had a calm expression on their faces, not surprised at all.

Pressing his full of curiosity, Lingchu was rubbed by Zhenjun Duanyi and looked at it again and again, and the last group of people were brought to Qianji Pavilion.

Qianji Pavilion, Tongyou Hall.

After many years, everyone gathered in this ancient palace again.

The one sitting first was still the white-browed old man from Qianji Pavilion.

On the two sides are Zhenjun Duanyi of Sanqing Daozong, Zhenjun Yijian of Jianzhai, Zhenjun Yanhuo of Chiyang Daozong, and Zhenjun Bishui of Fuyou Palace.

Below are the fourteen disciples who are going to the west land.

"No one was injured or injured, and they all came back. This is a good thing."

The old man with white eyebrows was the first to speak, speaking slowly.

Yanhuo Zhenjun of Chiyang Daozong raised his eyebrows, and the flames jumped between his eyebrows, his appearance became even more strange, "If the matter is not done, what's the use of coming back."

"Listen, are you listening to these words?" True Monarch Bishui has a graceful appearance, but his words are not at all tactful, "Fellow Yanhuo doesn't feel sorry for his disciple, but I do."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the people below, and smiled softly, "Going to take the territory of the demons is already full of dangers, and it is not easy to come back safely, so don't be too stressed."

"I didn't send you to the Western Continent to send you to death. You are all the arrogance of various sects, so safety is the first priority, but I didn't send you to gain knowledge and travel. I hope you can gain something." Zhenjun Duanyi said at this moment Not as easy-going and joking as before, but rather solemn.

Zhenjun Yijian next to him also had a serious face, and nodded muffledly in agreement with Zhenjun Duanyi's words.

His eyes were as sharp as a knife looking at the disciples below, but he quietly skipped Lingchu.

The 14 people in Lingchu's group all looked at each other, Liu Wuwu led the crowd out, bowed his hands and saluted with a solemn expression, "We will live up to the high expectations of our master."

Among the 14 people, Liu Wuwu was in charge of the overall situation, so he recounted everyone's experience in the West Land.

Afterwards, each person narrated their own experiences.

And everyone's final harvest.

After hearing the reaction of the Buddhist sect, the behavior of the demons raising humans and animals, the map formation obtained by Lingchu and Qin Si, what Jiang Yanzhi saw and heard in Fumo Pagoda, and the guesses of Mingyue and others.

The expressions on the faces of the elders in Tongyou Hall became more and more serious.

Zhenjun Yijian and Zhenjun Yanhuo, who had the worst tempers, had a formidable sword intent all over their body, and a blazing blaze between their brows.

The remaining Nascent Soul cultivators also looked bad.

Donglu and Xilu have been separated for a long time, and many things are very vague. Even if there is some guesswork, when they actually heard it, even with their current cultivation level, they still couldn't help being angry.

The demons have great schemes, and the situation of the Xilu people is really sad.

This made the monks of the Eastern Continent, who were mainly human races, a little uncomfortable.

When the rabbit dies, the fox is sad, and things hurt its kind.

Although the two places are separated, they are connected by the same vein, and they are both human races.

(End of this chapter)