Retrograde fairy way

A few days later, a group of people from the Spirit Wing Clan ushered in the teleportation hall in a large city in the middle of Dongzhou.

Their arrival did not arouse the hostility of the human race, but warmly welcomed them, because the other party held special treasures from the spirit race in their hands, which were obtained through trading with a human race business.

But what no one noticed was that when the group of Spirit Wings left the hall, one person was missing, and they went straight to the place where the tokens of the teleportation formation across the state were issued.

This person is none other than Wang Mo who was entrusted by Ling Qianrong.

As a cultivator of other races, he took out the Qi Transformation Pill, re-formed into a human race, and turned into an ordinary appearance. Naturally, no one paid attention.

After waiting for more than a month and getting enough people to teleport across the state, Wang Mo went directly to the place closest to Zhongzhou in Dongzhou through the teleportation array.

This place is close to the center of the mainland, and it is also the place where the aura of heaven and earth is the strongest. There are so many blessed places in the world, it is truly a fairyland.

When he came to the Neizhou area, Wang Mo bought a detailed map, confirmed the East Yunzhou where the Haotianzong was located, and sent it directly.

Speaking of the Haotian School, it is a well-known sect in Neizhou, because there is an immortal master of Dao Lingjing sitting in it, that is, Immortal Master Kunyu.

In the major states of Neizhou, there are thousands of races, occupying each state, and the strongest power in each state has an immortal master of Dao Lingjing sitting in the town, and even has more than two people.

As for Central Continent, the most powerful force has three or more immortal masters sitting in it. For example, Tianyuan Palace, the core force of the human race, has as many as five people with names and surnames.

A few years later, Wang Mo came to a state city in Dongyun Prefecture with the help of the teleportation array.

This journey has been extremely smooth, which is also due to the fact that there are so many strong people in the area from Zhongzhou to Neizhou, and the teleportation formations arranged extend in all directions.

It's not like in the twelve border states, the teleportation arrays between each city are not necessarily connected, and you have to rush to the connected teleportation arrays to teleport.

Of course, this requires extremely large resources, and for this, Wang Mo naturally did not contribute any spirit stones, and it was all provided by Ling Qianrong.

After entering Wu'an City, Wang Mo found an inn without hesitation to stay, took out Ling Zhanyun's Lingyu, sent a message to it, and waited.

The spiritual clan of the spirit wing clan is not only a gift for friends, a symbol of status, it can also be used for communication, of course, only for the strong above the sixth rank.

As for the person who has been trained, there is naturally a certain distance to sense it. The higher the cultivation level, the wider the sensing distance for Lingyu.

For Wang Mo, even if he has the feeling of Lingyu, it takes a lot of experience to find the vast and boundless cities of various states. If Ling Qianrong hadn't condensed the essence of Lingyu with her physical strength, Wang Mo would not have dared to find it. Such a waste.

After waiting for three days without getting a response, Wang Mo immediately set off for another nearest state city, and followed the same pattern, but still had no results.

Wang Mo was not discouraged, if he was so lucky, he wanted to find the location of Ling Zhanyun just two cities away, that would be too simple, and the luck was really against the sky.

After spending several years teleporting more than a hundred big cities, Wang Mo finally received a response from Ling Zhanyun in a place called Wu'an City.

But what made his complexion change slightly was that Ling Zhanyun's response was extremely weak. This was not because the distance was too far away, but because of the weak aura of being severely injured.

......

Whoosh!

In the blue sky and white clouds, a faint ray of light pierced through the air, breaking through the clouds and scaring away the passing birds.

In the prosperous Dongzhou Neizhou area, there were countless monks in the past, but compared to the vast and boundless land, whether it was human beings or other creatures, they seemed extremely small.

This ray of light traveled non-stop for nearly half a year. Although he met many monks along the way, they didn't say hello, as if the purpose was very clear.

"It's here!"

On this day, the light suddenly stopped, revealing the figure of an ordinary middle-aged monk, who was the one Wang Mo had transformed into.

He took out the spirit feather and sensed it for a while, a light flashed in his eyes, and his figure floated inward in a flash, and landed in the valley below within a few breaths.

"Brother Ling, open the barrier!"

Wang Mo scanned the surroundings, but found no trace, so it could be seen that it was hidden deeply, so he entered a message into Lingyu.

Following the input of the message, but did not get a timely response, it took several hours, and in a pile of rocks not far away, several obscure brilliance flashed erratically, revealing a crack.

Seeing such a scene, Wang Mo jumped into it without hesitation, and the crack disappeared amidst the buzzing sound.

After entering the inside, Wang Mo went deep for several miles, and came to a place where there was light and flickering. Inside, there was a golden figure sitting cross-legged.

However, at this time, Ling Zhanyun was no longer as magnificent as before, his face was pale, his handsome face was full of fatigue, and there was even a trace of blue-black air flowing from his forehead.

"You came!"

Ling Zhanyun, who seemed to be ten years old, suddenly opened his eyes, and with a hoarse voice, he smiled wryly.

"How is this going?"

Looking at Ling Zhanyun's eyes like two balls of purple-red blood, with bursts of stench coming out of it, it is not difficult for Wang Mo to imagine that his body is extremely poisonous, and even, if it were not for these formation protections, he would faintly feel the spirit. Zhan Yun's cultivation base.

With his current cultivation base of spiritual consciousness, not to mention the great perfection of the nirvana realm, but he definitely has the power in the later stage. If it weren't for the fact that the divine light of the Yuanling spirit has not been fully refined, I am afraid that even the spiritual consciousness of a strong person in the nirvana realm of great perfection would be inferior to him. he.

But now, Ling Zhanyun's cultivation was fluctuating, sometimes the pressure on him was extremely strong, and sometimes it suddenly dropped a lot, making him appear extremely unstable.

"Indescribable!"

The corners of Ling Zhanyun's mouth twitched slightly, and he explained in detail.

As he narrated bit by bit, Wang Mo finally understood the whole story, and understood how Ling Zhanyun's injury was now.

"The spirit-devouring blood poison belongs to the seventh-level top-level spirit poison. Now I only rely on the few precious spirit pills left behind when I left the clan to suppress it. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid I would have turned into a dry bone!"

At the end of the narration, Ling Zhanyun was full of bitterness and loss.

"Brother Ling, I think there is something strange about this matter. With the hundreds of years of friendship between you and Senior Sister Xuan, she has never betrayed you, so how could she harm you at this time?"

Wang Mo pondered for a while, the so-called onlookers are clear, Ling Zhanyun was severely injured, physically and mentally exhausted, he became suspicious of Xuan Ziling, it may be that he was concerned and confused.

"But I have the invisibility treasure bestowed by the Empress, unless I voluntarily reveal my real body, even the Great Consummation of the Spirit Void Realm may not be able to see my roots.

Over the years, not to mention the Dzogchen powerhouses in the Spirit Void Realm, even the late-stage powerhouses, I have rarely seen them! "

Ling Zhanyun shook his head, his pain clearly revealed.

"Let's not talk about that, although this spirit-devouring blood poison is overbearing, it is not impossible to get rid of it!"

Wang Mo flipped his wrist, took out two jade bottles, and handed them to him.

"This is?"

Ling Zhanyun turned his face sideways, and his spiritual sense sensed the things in the jade bottle, and suddenly exclaimed, "The seventh-order top spirit pill!"

"That's right, although it's not a elixir that specifically detoxifies the spirit and blood poison, but with the power of these two elixir, it should be enough to suppress the blood poison and support you to return to the clan!"

Wang Mo nodded. The reason why he didn't worry too much about Ling Zhanyun's injury was probably because there were too many healing elixirs among the elixir left by Immortal Master Qingling, and they were all of extremely high grade.

"Unexpectedly, the prophet, the queen mother, even counted on me to be poisoned, and asked you to bring the elixir, but I can't go back to the clan, so I must ask Ziling for clarification!"

Ling Zhanyun's face showed joy, but it finally turned into a deep gloom.

"Brother Ling, don't be stubborn. The Clan Emperor has been waiting for you for a long time. If there is something wrong, how do you ask me to explain it?"

Wang Mo frowned, knowing that Ling Zhanyun was stubborn, but he never thought that he would be like this under such circumstances.

"Zi Ling has become my demon!"

Ling Zhanyun slowly closed his frightening eyes, his breath fluctuated, and in a trance, there seemed to be flashes of blood.

"Heart Demon!"

Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly. The inner demons are invisible things, but all practitioners will have them, no matter what kind of creatures.

This inner demon can be an attachment to something, or it can be the death trouble of the most important person in life. All kinds of emotions are condensed. It can be said that inner demon is definitely one of the biggest obstacles in a practitioner's life.

Even if they are immortal masters in the Dao Spiritual Realm, when they are going through the catastrophe of the heavens and Dao, most of them will not be able to survive and fall under it.

For example, Wang Mo has practiced so far, although he has not crossed the heart demon calamity, but when he breaks through the spiritual void, this calamity will inevitably be born. If he cannot overcome it, he will either turn into a bloodthirsty monster, or his own flesh and blood will collapse, and the Tao will disappear and die.

"You haven't reached the level of cultivation, but the seventh level of the spirit race, which is what the human race calls the spirit void, will give birth to a hint of intuition. When I saw the purple spirit for the first time, although I didn't break through to Seventh-level cultivation base, but I knew that she was the bondage in my life.

Live for her, die for her, if successful, then my path will be open, if not, then the path will disappear and die. "

Ling Zhanyun's deep voice drifted out slowly, as if there was boundless love in it, but also an indescribable sadness.

"Does the spirit manifest itself?"

Wang Mo murmured, looking at this man who was so indomitable in killing the frontier for his sister, he felt a little emotional for a while.

"By the way, tell me, it's only been less than a hundred years, how could you run from Dongping Prefecture to the hinterland of the Spirit Race, and meet my empress?"

After a while, Ling Zhanyun calmed down and remembered to ask Wang Mo why he came.

"Indescribable!"

The corners of Wang Mo's mouth twitched a few times, and he started talking about them one by one.

There is not much to hide about this. Ling Zhanyun was not a stupid person when there was such a big commotion at the Qingling Festival back then. If he lied, it would only arouse suspicion.

"Good boy, when I saw you back then, I knew that you were not simple. You were able to pass through the gap in space and reach such a far place!"

After listening to Wang Mo's narration, Ling Zhanyun laughed and cursed.

Back then, he asked Wang Mo if he was interested in the Qingling Ceremony, and asked Xuan Ziling to ask for a place for him, but Wang Mo politely refused, and the other broke into Qingling's tomb alone, and took all the treasures steal.

The loss of Qingling's tomb made the twelve frontier states, and even those sect powerhouses who had stared at the Qingling's remains and fought secretly for countless years, finally swallowed the bitter fruit with beard and stare.

"hey-hey!"

Wang Mo rubbed the bridge of his nose and could only laugh dryly.

Of course, he just said that he accidentally got a jade slip with the secret history of Qingling's tomb engraved on it, and he concealed the great deception laid by the Qingling fairy, his preparation for rebirth against the sky, and the ancient Cangsong.