Retrograde fairy way

"What? You poisoned me?"

The pretty female cultivator seemed to have suffered a great blow, and she couldn't stop taking a few steps back, her face full of disbelief.

"You must have forgotten that in the previous trade fair, Ling Shi bought a treasure that has great effects on the spirit wing clan!"

The young monk's eyes showed a strange look, and there was a faint glint of darkness, which seemed to spread to the eyes of the pretty female nun.

"Lingqinglu, it turns out that you have planned it beforehand!"

The pretty female cultivator was undecided, but her body trembled.

"Of course, the seventh-level spirit race is rare in the human race's territory, and the power of the bloodline does not seem to be weak. Otherwise, how could my patriarch, an unborn genius in the spiritual realm, choose him as the soul of the Tianlingbao? ?

What's more, you can take down the commander in one fell swoop, and make a double repair, it really kills two birds with one stone! "

The young monk smiled lightly and approached slowly.

"You... you... despicable... despicable!"

The brilliance in the beautiful eyes of the pretty female cultivator gradually dimmed, and her tense body gradually relaxed, she ate.

"Is that right, my dear, tell me, where is the person from the Spirit Race?"

The young monk and the other three looked at each other, and they all saw the triumphant smile in each other's eyes that the plot had succeeded.

"At this!"

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly floated, and in an instant, a majestic cold and evil energy suddenly enveloped the void.

"who?"

The four of them were shocked when they heard the words. With their cultivation base, they were invaded by someone in front of them without realizing it. One can imagine the high cultivation base of the visitor.

Even though they were terrified, it didn't prevent them from making a correct judgment. They unhesitatingly sacrificed various magic weapons and rushed towards the surroundings with a bang.

But what responded to them was the majestic and endless cold blood flames, and the endless screaming and struggling ghosts in it, suddenly intertwined into a big mouth glowing with blood in the pitch black.

The majestic absorbing power was released invisibly, and even large areas of rocky land were pulled up and floated into the giant mouth.

"Join defense!"

The young cultivator had the highest cultivation level among the four. Under this suction, he paused for a moment, but no matter how he struggled, he was unable to get rid of it, let alone the other three.

When the three monks exploded several treasures, but they still didn't work, and they couldn't stop disappearing into the giant mouth, they seized the pretty female nun in their arms and fell straight into the giant mouth.

Three mournful howls sounded one after another, making the young monk feel terrified. Holding the pretty female nun in his arms, while resisting the suction force, he desperately burst several treasures in order to escape.

However, the impact on the mind after the self-detonation of the treasure made the turmoil in his mind even heavier, and his mana also sluggish, and finally fell into the giant mouth without resistance.

Just when it was about to be torn apart by the hands of countless ghosts inside, a blue-gold figure suddenly jumped out of it, suddenly pulled the pretty female cultivator into his arms, and fell into the giant mouth in a flash and disappeared.

As several people disappeared into the giant mouth, when the miserable howl sounded, nine majestic blood-colored giant shadows solidified in an instant, and finally gathered into one, and suddenly disappeared in the arms of a blue shadow.

Sweeping around slightly, the man in Tsing Yi's whole body burst into green and golden light, and suddenly fled to the distance, and disappeared in the clouds after a while.

The gust of wind whizzed past, and the mountain forest sank to a depth of more than ten feet, several miles away, and the cold breath was faintly detectable, like a ghost, which made people shudder.

Just half an hour after the people here disappeared, a figure fell down. After searching around for souls, they found nothing, and seemed to be furious, and suddenly swept the mountains and forests into a mess, and then rushed away.

Then several people with strong breath came, but after searching here, they finally left without finding anything.

......

Chi Chi!

In a hidden cave, there were several ear-piercing noises, but a gust of cold air flashed by, which made people's hair stand on end.

"Uh!"

A faint whine sounded, but I saw a pretty female cultivator crawling up with her hands on her forehead. She struggled a few times before opening her eyes. When she saw the scene in front of her clearly, she immediately exclaimed: "Who are you?"

"If I were you, I would meditate first to restore my cultivation!"

Glancing at the vigilant female cultivator, Wang Mohun didn't care, dragging a ball of jet-black mist with one hand, and the blue-golden arc hissed, and from time to time there came bursts of obscure and mournful wailing.

"You... are you searching for souls?"

Seeing such a scene, the pretty female cultivator was shocked, and her pupils were filled with fear, but she didn't hear Wang Mo's words at all.

"Lan Wanxi, right? Do you recognize this thing?"

Wang Mo frowned slightly, and waved away the mist, and took out a golden spiritual feather.

This woman is not hers, she is Xuan Ziling's apprentice who met him once in Qingling's tomb.

When Qingling's tomb collapsed, nearly half of them were killed or injured, but most of them escaped from the tomb through nearby exits, and some escaped from the space crack by virtue of special treasures.

But because Wang Mo was in the deepest part, the space crack extended extremely wide, and he accidentally connected a space channel, so he fell into the territory of the spirit clan.

"Lingyu of the Lingyi tribe, why do you have it?"

Lan Wanxi exclaimed again, but forgot to ask how the other party knew her name.

"You don't need to worry too much about this. I know now that your Haotian School is in crisis, and Immortal Master Kunyu is seriously injured and retreating. Please tell the commander that you must find a mist grass to help Brother Ling get rid of the poisonous disaster!"

Wang Mo put away the Ling Yu casually, and said lightly.

"Do you know Uncle Lingshi?"

Lan Wanxi was surprised, she was not surprised by what Wang Mo got after searching for the soul, but she was not very surprised, but she realized later: "How do you know my name?"

"Hundred years ago, I had the honor to meet Lingshi. Remember, no matter what, this matter must not be known to others, and only she can come to see me, otherwise I won't show up!"

Wang Mo casually threw out a jade slip, which was a sound transmission jade slip refined by him, which could be used to contact him.

"But how can I trust you with just this spirit feather?"

Lan Wanxi subconsciously took the jade slip, with suspicion in her beautiful eyes.

"You can check the trace of spiritual consciousness left in it, and after confirming it, go back and tell the commander!"

With a wave of Wang Mo's hand, Ling Yu floated up and landed in front of him.

Lan Wanxi caught Ling Yu, probed into her spiritual consciousness, and after careful investigation, she handed Ling Yu back, and said respectfully: "Thank you for your help, senior, little girl, remember it!"

"Okay, you can recover here, remember, you must not let outsiders know, I will only show up if the teacher comes alone!"

Wang Mo put away the spirit feather, threw out a jade bottle casually, then stood up, and walked out of the cave in a flash.

"Ex... Hey, what is his cultivation?"

Right after Wang Mo left, Lan Wanxi frowned, as if she had noticed something.

......

In the mountain depression on the other side of Yanyang City, a ray of light suddenly descended, and it circulated for dozens of miles around, as if it had searched all of this place, and finally disappeared.

"I misunderstood Zi Ling!"

In the space hall of Zhenyuan Pagoda, Ling Zhanyun stared blankly at the black mist in his hand, his face was full of bitterness.

"Brother Ling doesn't have to be like this. The situation was critical at that time. I think Senior Sister Xuan won't blame you for it!"

Wang Mo sighed secretly, but comforted him in his mouth.

From Ling Zhanyun's mouth, he already knew that when Ling Zhanyun was suddenly poisoned, he used Xuan Ziling as a gift, and was besieged again in the end.

If it wasn't for relying on the protection of the body with exotic treasures and the speed that is the best in the world, it would be desperate to escape from the injury.

As arrogant as he is by nature, even if it is the woman he loves, after suffering such a blow, he can't help but feel disheartened. In a fit of anger, he broke the spiritual feather left to Xuan Ziling, and broke contact with him from then on.

Fortunately, back then he had a sound transmission jade slip belonging to Xuan Ziling's apprentice Lan Wanxi, and this was the scene where Wang Mo secretly contacted him and removed the follower.

"But I..."

Ling Zhanyun shook his head in distress, and the fuchsia in his eyes seemed to be growing again.

"Brother Ling, listen to me, if Senior Sister Ruoxuan is willing to take the risk to come, it is because she has you in her heart, if she doesn't come, she can only stop thinking about it!"

Wang Mo frowned slightly. Although he didn't have much experience with this kind of thing, he also knew that he should continue to suffer from it.

In particular, Xuan Ziling is still the inner demon of Ling Zhanyun. If there is no end, I am afraid that there will be no hope of advancing in this life.

But what he didn't say was that even if the other party came, it might not be the real delivery of elixir. When the master's family was in danger, the other party deliberately obstructed it, and Xuan Ziling might not do something against his will.

"It's easier said than done to stop thinking about it? What's more, I am a spirit clan, if I want to achieve dual cultivation with Ziling, I will definitely be blocked by his sect!"

Ling Zhanyun sighed dejectedly.

"If you give up now, you will never see hope!"

Wang Mo didn't want to say too much. Only when he understands such things can he be sober.

As a bystander, the only way to tell them what they know is to let them make their own judgments, no matter how much they can do, there is nothing they can do.

"Hope?"

Ling Zhanyun trembled slightly and remained silent for a long time.

The two stayed in the space of Zhenyuan Pagoda for several years, until one day, when Wang Mo was retreating, he suddenly took out a jade slip with a faint green-gold brilliance on it, and then he grew up and died. rise.

"It's finally here, I hope you bring the misty grass, otherwise I can only force Brother Ling back to the Lingyi clan!"

With a wave of his hand, he took out a precious mirror, and made a single-handed gesture. The light and mist shrouded it, creating a scene, which was a mountain depression where the outside world was.

It's just that there are so many light spots on it, densely packed, it seems to spread all over the entire valley.

At the same time, on the screen, a beautiful figure flashed suddenly, and looking around, it was Xuan Ziling!

She was still the most magnificent and enchanting, dressed in purple, like a fairy coming down to earth, indescribably elegant and refined, but there was only a trace of melancholy between her brows, which made her a little bit more angry.

When Wang Mo was observing Xuan Ziling, he seemed to have sensed something, and glanced around, but in the end he found nothing, and lowered his head to a jade slip in his hand, inputting something.

"It depends on how you choose between Zongmen and Brother Ling!"

Wang Mo looked at the jade slip that suddenly lit up in his hand, pondered for a while, and after waiting for more than half an hour, he tapped into the void with one hand, and the air flow hummed and trembled, turning into a vortex.

Suddenly, Wang Mo's figure rose from the ground, rushed into it and disappeared.