The ancestors engaged in introversion in Xiuxianwen

There are rumors that the Star Chasing Sect is the last sect in the Eastern Meridian, and the mountain gate is also very poor. It seems to be true.

I don't know how hard it is for this senior to pull such a group of incompetent sect disciples at his age.

Yan Hao glanced reproachfully at Li Zhu and Bai Feng who were standing next to him, and looked at Ran Ling with a trace of sympathy that couldn't be detected.

Ineffective Bai Feng and Li Zhu: "??"

What are we doing suddenly and inexplicably?
Ran Ling raised his eyebrows.

What does this kid look like?
Yan Hao immediately planned to pay out of his pocket, but was stopped by Ran Ling, "It's not too late to go out and pay."

Yan Hao thought about it, yes.

Ran Ling glanced at the injured person in Yanyang City, who was fine after taking the elixir, turned around and continued walking in.

The time lapse of this killing secret is probably different from the outside world, and I don't know when the cut-off time mentioned by Qiongminghe's will is?
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Weeds are overgrown, the pool in the garden has long since dried up, revealing a large cobweb-like dry trace, and a lonely bridge connects the roads extending in all directions.

The exact location of the Pillfall Crystal is not clear, and everyone can only act separately.

The first team of Star Chasing Sect, the first team of Yanyang City, and the first team of Blackwater Sect.

Ran Ling chose a random path, and left with Prison Clothes Ghost, who was reluctant to part with fresh food, and Bai Feng and Li Zhu.

The two of Blackwater Sect and the others have not yet met, but in order to get the Pillfall Crystal as soon as possible, they can only act in advance.

The rest of the journey was unexpectedly calm, and there were no more messy things.

On the road that Ran Ling and the others walked, some unknown trees were planted on both sides of the road, bearing bright red fruit like cherries. Bai Feng and Li Zhu were afraid of being poisoned, so they just glanced at them and didn't pick them.

As for Ranling, perhaps because she wasn't interested, she didn't do it either.

The time here seems to be stagnant, no one knows how long they have been walking, anyway, they have not come to the end.

The surrounding scenery is almost exactly the same, Bai Feng and others even feel that they are spinning in circles.

And, so hungry.

As monks, they usually don't feel hungry, but now they really feel what it's like to be hungry.

Bai Feng could feel his stomach rumbling.

He secretly asked Li Zhu if he was hungry, and the other party nodded silently.

A heavy look appeared in Li Zhu's eyes, "I'm very hungry, and the more I look at those red fruits, the more I want to eat them."

Bai Feng also felt the same, staring at the fruit swallowed, and looked away with difficulty, "It's not quite right."

The two looked at the back of their ancestor walking in front, and the other looked lazy, as if nothing happened.

They turned their heads to look at the only ghost who was walking with them in harmony besides the three of them.

The other party's reddish eyes had turned green at some point, and the corners of his mouth were drooling continuously.

However, its eyes didn't fall on the red fruit, but stared at the two of them. It looked like it wanted to pounce on them and bite them to death.

Bai Feng: "..."

Li Zhu: "..."

What the hell is this thing trying to do?
The two speeded up and followed Ran Ling closely.

Ran Ling stared at the trees bearing red fruits, her dark eyes were dull, she didn't know what she was thinking.

I walked for a long time.

Bai Feng's head was in a mess, and he even had hallucinations. The fruits on the tree turned into extremely delicious chicken.

He couldn't help but stepped forward and stretched out his hand...

The moment his hand was held, his head jerked and he woke up instantly.

Li Zhu was staring at him closely, "What's wrong with you?"

"I……"

Not far away, Ran Ling was turning around and looking at them.

Bai Feng said weakly, "I'm starving."

Li Zhu was also extremely hungry, but he persisted with willpower.

Ran Ling looked at them for a while, then suddenly took out a shovel in his hand, and walked vigorously towards a tree with red fruits.

Bai Feng and Li Zhu: "??"

What is the grandfather going to do?
Ran Ling directly picked up the shovel and dug out the tree by its roots.

The root of the tree is actually exactly the same as the fruit above, but the same ratio is magnified dozens of times.

Ranling broke one off, broke it in half, and handed it to the two of them, "Eat."

Bai Feng was about to go crazy from starvation, no matter what three seven twenty one, he started to gnaw when he took it.

Li Zhu still maintained some rationality, but because it was given by Ran Ling, he paused for a moment, then took it and put it into his mouth.

After the two finished the half, the hunger that was so hungry that they wanted to eat people disappeared miraculously.

The two looked at each other in surprise. Could it be that the root of this fruit is the antidote to balance hunger?
Which normal person can think of this?

The Prisoner Ghost looked at the three people in front of him, and did the same thing. He dug up a whole piece of root on his own, and after eating two bites, he threw it aside in distaste.

bah bah bah!
It's so unpalatable that ghosts don't eat these things.

But it seems that I am not too hungry, at least I don't particularly want to eat people.

Ran Ling looked around and sneered.

His pitch-black eyes stared at a certain direction, and the white power in his palm slowly gathered into a small sword, and then he struck out with a bang!
"Wow—"

It was as if a illusory curtain covering his eyes was cut, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

In the black main hall, faint blue flames are burning faintly in the lotus lampshade. In the center grows a huge and incomparably purple tree, which is prosperous and dense. The branches hang down long, and there seems to be purple blood flowing between the veins.

Between the branches, there are dark purple crystals the size of a fist, slowly growing.

Surrounding the purple tree, there are countless transparent light spheres. There are already many people in the light spheres. Looking at them, they are those who entered the City Lord's Mansion, Xueyu City and Yuehua City in advance.

They seemed to have fallen into a long sleep, and everyone had a happy expression on their faces, as if they had dreamed of something good.

The only one who was not controlled by the purple tree was the young master Hua Ling from Yuehua City. His hands and feet were deeply rooted and intruded by the branches of the purple tree. Deep purple crystals were continuously extending from his wound, covering him inch by inch. his skin.

A pair of eyes revealed great pain.

Ranling first glanced at everyone and raised his eyebrows.

That national teacher is not here?

She turned her head to look at Prison Clothes Ghost, "The one on the tree is the Pillfall Crystal?"

The prisoner ghost nodded hesitantly, then shook his head again.

It's not so sure.

Dying Ling: "..."

"What about the city lord?"

Didn't it mean that the city lord is guarding the Danluo crystal?
The ghost in prison pointed at the purple tree, "That's it."

Dying Ling called him a good guy.

Hua Ling heard the commotion outside, and turned her neck that was about to be buried alive by the purple crystals abruptly, and her eyes flicked to the end of her eyes, and finally saw clearly who was coming.

His eyes lit up.

Word by word, he said with difficulty: "Save, save, me."