Retrograde fairy way

Boom!

As soon as the light curtains on the three puppets rose, they were scattered by the monstrous shadow, and then smashed on the puppets, and they were shattered in a jerk.

The three figures in it sprayed several bloody arrows wildly, and their figures could not stop bursting back.

"You...you can't kill me, I am Kun Luozong..."

"I am a disciple of the Sky Splitting Sect, my teacher..."

The young man and the strong man, with a pale complexion, shouted eagerly, wanting to use their status to scare Wang Mo and stop the killer.

But what responded to them was still the majestic coercion, firmly suppressing their figures, and the giant shadow transformed again into two extremely thick branches.

Bang bang!

With two muffled sounds, the two of them exploded like a ball, turning into countless pieces of meat and flying away.

When the Nascent Soul inside wanted to escape, it was suddenly caught by countless roots, and suddenly pulled into the phantom of the giant tree. With a flash of brilliance, it sank into Wang Mo's sleeve and disappeared.

Wang Mo didn't pay any more attention to that pretty and unparalleled woman with a pale face and eyes full of fear, a layer of dark green brilliance suddenly surged all over her body, and she rushed into the light curtain at the front entrance and disappeared in a flash.

"He...why didn't he kill me?"

Looking at the place where Wang Mo disappeared after the light curtain flickered, the pretty female cultivator had a complicated face, but she was awakened by the puppet shouting for a moment, and escaped without thinking much.

Without the puppet protection, with the cooperation of the other two, with her cultivation base, if she fights with these puppets, she will only die.

At the same time, Wang Mo, who had entered the depths of the tomb, was already standing in front of a square.

"I hope Brother Ling won't find out that it's me in the future, otherwise I will be scolded!"

Looking around, Wang Mo stroked the bridge of his nose.

The reason why he didn't kill the female cultivator was not because he suddenly felt sorry for her, but because a few months ago, when she met Ling Zhanyun and Xuan Ziling outside Ziyun City, Layer Yan and a disciple named Lan Wanxi brought with her .

Earlier, the sister Wanxi that the two monks spoke about was probably this girl.

Although I haven't met her before, among more than [-] people, I'm afraid it would be difficult to find another woman named Wanxi.

Fortunately, for the sake of convenience, he had already changed his appearance, and with Lan Wanxi's cultivation level, his roots could not be seen at all.

Even if he has doubts about Gu Cangsong, Wang Mo is not afraid of anything if he tells the matter after going out.

Even if he guesses one or two in the future, it will be countless years later. After all, once this matter is over, he will go west and leave this place.

In the vast venue, not a single puppet appeared, but it seemed extremely empty.

Looking around, there are only eleven ancient green pine trees that are hundreds of feet high at the end of the road paved with bluestones.

"My lord, there is the big sky blue formation. The old man will go there and merge into the formation. If you activate this formation, your lord can easily pass through it!"

Gu Cangsong floated out of the sleeve robe in a flash, and said respectfully.

"Go!"

Wang Mo glanced at him with a half-smile and nodded.

Gu Cangsong gave an embarrassed smile, set up the Dunguang, and rushed towards the ancient pine.

In Wang Mo's mind, he could slightly feel Gu Cangsong's careful thinking, but since it is harmless to him and can increase his strength, he is happy to fulfill it.

The blue-gold streamer flashed all over his body, and his figure was erratic, and Wang Mo followed him in a blink of an eye.

Without the protection of those puppets here, Wang Mo is not worried about something sneaking up. It can be said that the guard at the last entrance of the Qingling Tomb is the Tianqing Formation.

Of course, except for those seventh-order puppets that cannot be hidden, these puppets will only show up when the immortal masters of the Dao Lingjing force their way.

If not, even if someone is inside and turns the entire Qingling tomb upside down, they will not appear. This is a rule that the Qingling fairy has already made when he created this place, and no one can change it. Not to mention these puppets without wisdom.

Rumble!

At the moment when Wang Mofei came, Gu Cangsong had already appeared in real form, with a huge tree shadow of 150 feet, like a giant pillar supporting the sky.

The majestic breath, even though it was far away, Wang Mo still felt a sense of fear.

While the ground was constantly trembling, the remaining eleven giant ancient pine trees were dancing their branches wildly, as if they were welcoming the return of an old friend, but at the same time seemed to be resisting his return.

Wang Mo stood not far away, watching quietly.

At the entrance behind him, there is still no figure. Not everyone can have the background of the three Nirvana monks, and can break through the obstruction of countless sixth-level puppets and come here.

"Azure Soul Gathering!"

The old and solemn shout seemed to be the final verdict, the hundred-foot-high giant tree collided with phantom shadows, and the voice of the ancient pine wafted up, and suddenly took root in the ground.

As the entire ground trembled, endless brilliance shone continuously, enveloping all twelve ancient azure pine trees.

Time passed little by little, and more than half an hour passed. I saw the eleven ancient pines, from the inside to the outside, slowly blending into the huge tree shadow transformed by the ancient pines.

It was not until two hours later that all the ancient pines were subdued. The huge tree shadows did not change at all, but the breath seemed a little tired.

The brilliance flickered, and the giant tree shrunk instantly, turning into an ancient pine tree. It landed in front of Wang Mo in a flash, and bowed: "Thank you, Lord, for fulfilling it!"

"No problem! Go in!"

Wang Mo waved his hand, and fled along the Qingshi Road to the hall at the end.

Gu Cangsong didn't say much, restrained his aura, and followed in a flash.

Not long after, Wang Mo came close and stopped for a while.

Outside the gate of the hall, there are two odd-shaped beasts with a height of several feet, lying on the ground with their teeth and claws stretched out. Although there is no movement, there is a special momentum revealed.

Wang Mo recognized that there was a fierce beast on one side and a jiaojiao on the other, both of which were extraordinary beasts.

After a brief glance, Wang Mo lifted his feet and walked up the stone steps to the main hall step by step, followed by the ancient pines beside him.

For the main hall of the tomb, Gu Cangsong had indescribable awe and fear, as if he was born with it.

Wang Mo also felt an inexplicable pressure approaching him, as if it was about to rush into his mind, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

Frowning, Wang Mo collected his thoughts and pushed open the palace door.

With the harsh creaking sound, the heavy palace door slowly moved away.

It is not as dark as imagined, and the inside of the hall is extremely bright. There are countless spars hanging above, and the lustrous luster shines on the bottom, just like daytime.

"Cang Song, pay homage to the Patriarch!"

With a plop, Gu Cangsong involuntarily kowtowed and kowtowed.

Wang Mo's heart trembled, he didn't notice Gu Cangsong's actions at all, looking around, the innermost part of the hall, there was no grand hall, only a simple futon.

What made his pupils shrink was that on the futon sat a figure in green clothes, which was exactly the same as the person who took him here in Ziyun City before.

This person is none other than Immortal Master Qing Ling!

It's just that this is his body, and the outside is just a puppet.

Although returned to the ruins for countless years, this corpse still looks like a living person, with a hale and hearty face, silvery hair, and a breath of immortality blowing towards his face.

In front of him, there are three things, a cyan jade ruler, a cyan talisman, and a simple ring.

Although there is no brilliance on its surface, Wang Mo still feels a coercion that frightens him, flowing out from the jade ruler, and the cyan talisman seems to be able to capture his soul, making him uneasy. Dare to take a second look.

It was this corpse that Gu Cangsong bowed down to. It can be said that without the Immortal Master Qingling, there would be no Gu Cangsong, even though he manifested by chance in the future.

But if there is no Immortal Master Qingling, and he can take them to form the Azure Formation, he will not even have the chance to form it, let alone achieve his current status.

Considering these, Wang Mo calmed down his doubts a little, straightened his robes, and bowed his hands.

Coming here today, Wang Mo didn't come to bow down to this former strong man, but came for his corpse.

Although disturbing the corpse of the deceased can be regarded as disrespectful, for Wang Mo, who has practiced for many years, he has already put aside all these mortal scruples.

"Cangsong, get up!"

After pondering for a while, Wang Mo didn't rush forward and ordered.

"This is!"

It was rare that Gu Cangsong, who swore by the way of heaven to recognize Wang Mo as the master, got up after hesitating for a moment.

This scene fell in Wang Mo's eyes, especially in the feeling of the soul, the trace of the soul that originally belonged to Gu Cangsong trembled after being restrained by the black statue, which made Wang Mo's doubts even more.

"Cangsong, when you were not transformed, did you have wisdom?"

Turning his head suddenly, Wang Mo looked at him with a frown.

"Ah... back to the Lord, no!"

Gu Cangsong went in without knowing, subconsciously said slightly startled.

"No?"

Wang Mo raised his brows, and his eyes flashed brightly, "Since you didn't have intelligence when you transformed into form, why are you so familiar with the situation in the tomb?"

"This......"

Gu Cangsong was stunned, a look of struggle appeared in his eyes, and then it turned into pain, as if something was suppressing his demon soul.

After a long time, the struggling expression on Gu Cangsong's face calmed down. His body was like sifting chaff, sweat poured down like rain, and he looked at Wang Mo full of fear: "Go back to the Lord, I don't know, these memories seem to appear out of thin air. If the Lord had not inquired, the old man would not have noticed the source of these memories at all!"

"Don't you know?"

Wang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, didn't ask any more questions, and slowly turned his head to look at the corpse of Immortal Master Qingling.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, Gu Cangsong's words and deeds had aroused Wang Mo's suspicion, there must be something strange in it.

"Every sentence of the old man is true, I hope the Lord will see clearly!"

For some reason, Gu Cangsong's heart felt cold for no reason, and subconsciously knelt down to beg for mercy. This was because Tian Dao was forcing him to submit to Wang Mo, and also because of his own demon soul being controlled by him.

"I know!"

Wang Mo waved his hand to signal him to be quiet.

Seeing this, Gu Cangsong hurriedly shut up, but his heart was filled with apprehension, for fear that Wang Mo might misunderstand something, and his little life would end here.

"Go and fetch those treasures for me!"

Looking at the slough of Immortal Master Qingling, Wang Mo pondered for a long time, and waved out several genitals casually, probing several times, but nothing changed, so he had no choice but to order Gu Cangsong.

"Yes!"

Although he noticed that Wang Mo was a little abnormal, and the situation here was quite strange, but Gu Cangsong did not hesitate at all. With his current cultivation base, the demon consciousness was scattered, and he did not notice the slightest danger. If something really happened, he believed , with the might of the Zhenyuan Pagoda possessed by Wang Mo, it is enough to save him from distress.

Bowing down and saluting, Gu Cangsong carefully took a few steps forward, took a deep breath without looking at the slough of Immortal Master Qingling, and stretched out his hand to grab the three treasures.