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Chapter 350 Rakshasa Pavilion Saintess 2
Chapter 350 Five Rakshasa Pavilion Saintess 2
An Ran's eyes kept staring at the white clouds in the sky, she couldn't say why, it was just a faint feeling.

In other words, above the white clouds, there was something attracting her.

After half a cup of tea, when Rong Qingmeng and Dongfang Ji were looking for something carefully, they only heard the masked woman in black who had been following Dongfang Ji speak.

The sound is pleasant to the ear, like a stream of spring water refreshing the heart.

"My lord, there is something above that cloud."

The woman's voice was not loud, but in this tense and silent moment, everyone present could hear it.

The smile on Dongfang Ji's gentle and elegant face widened, and he looked up at the sky.

At this time, everyone also listened to the words and looked around.

I don't know if it's because I've been watching it for a long time, or what, it seems that the white clouds should be floating above the clear sky, but now they are a little low.

His Majesty the Emperor remained silent all this time, but he glanced at the woman in black with a veil, and flashed solemnly.

Immediately afterwards, I heard Dongfang Ji's unique charming voice sounding
"Mu Qing, try it."

The masked woman in black heard this and took a step forward

The sound like spring water ding-dong sounded again
"Yes"

Also came the two maids of the black-veiled woman.

It's just that for some reason, since entering the cave, he deliberately kept a distance of half a meter from the woman in black.

When everyone was wondering what to do, An Ran could definitely see the proud look in the eyes of the two maids.

Just like their master, what they are about to do is a very remarkable thing.

This woman, whom Dongfang Ji called Mu Qing, paced forward gracefully and stood between the flowers and fields.

The slender, boneless fingers extended to the side of the waist, where a beautiful knot was formed.Fingers flicked, gently pulled, and the figure unconsciously turned around slightly.

Three thousand blue silks were flying in the air, dancing happily with the woman's turning steps, and the long black dress on her body could barely slip off her body.

It fell between the flowers and fields, forming a perfect arc.

Stand still.

A flirtatious dress was displayed in the eyes of everyone.

got windy.

The embroidered silk skirt flutters and floats with the breeze, she is like a coquettish manjusawa, so red, so coquettish.

The black face scarf with fine lace lines on her face added a mystery to her flirtatious figure.

If today's Rong Qingmeng is a fairy who fell into the mortal world, then this Mu Qing is a refined fairy.

Compared with Rong Qingmeng, she was evenly divided in an instant, not much less.

The slender and dense black eyelashes are like hooks, the eyebrows are lowered and slightly drawn, flowing and fluctuating, seductive and mind-blowing.

Flip your fingers, fold your hands together, raise your eyes, and look at the clouds directly above.

A light green light followed the fingertips and shot straight into the sky.

She can use the power of the elements without resorting to external forces and operate at will. She is a wood spirit monk.

This realization stunned everyone present.

Even His Majesty Xiang Aotian couldn't help being surprised.

She really is a wood spirit monk.

If the power of the thunder element represents the most powerful force of destruction, then the power of the wood element is the power of growth and vitality.

One master dies, one master lives.

There are many wood monks, but wood spirit monks are probably the least and rarest of the five elements.

An Ran raised her eyebrows and looked directly at the clouds.

She could clearly feel that a large amount of wood elemental power was flooding her surroundings, and the circulating elemental power in her body was also speeding up.

She was originally a seventh-level cultivator, and An Ran felt that the nearly two months of cultivation was not as good as the strength she had gained in just a short period of time here.

Wave after wave of wood element power poured into An Ran's body uncontrollably.

Looking up at the crowd, I saw Dongfang Ji and his group staring closely at the top.

But from the point of view of actions, these fluctuating yuan powers seem to have no effect on them.

In other words, she was the only one affected in this way.

While thinking like this, only listening to Rong Qingmeng's voice said:
"It's coming soon."

I saw that the clouds in the sky seemed to be attracted, getting heavier and lower, floating lower and lower.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the wood element originally exuded by Mu Qing filled the air and disappeared, but the cloud actually emitted a faint green light.

After an unknown amount of time, the clouds dispersed, and a green light appeared in everyone's sight.

Take a closer look, it is a bracelet, the style of the bracelet is very simple and complicated, it is composed of a green dragon and a red phoenix intertwined, wrapping around the bracelet, closely accompanied by The unknown symbol engraved on the tiny thing is now emitting a green light.

An Ran could only hear His Majesty, who was standing a few centimeters away from her, staring at it and murmuring

"Qingli Rebirth Bracelet."

Before hearing these words, An Ran also had some premonitions.

So much so that hearing His Majesty mumbling to himself, An Ran couldn't help but look at the bracelet twice more.

Qingli resurrection bracelet.

The bracelet seemed to feel something in the air, trembling, shaking, making a pleasant sound of silver hitting each other.

The flowers and plants all over the mountains and plains grew wildly in an instant. Compared with the light flower fragrance just now, the rich fragrance lingered among everyone.

An Ran frowned, and took two steps back.

The power of the wood element was pouring into An Ran's body crazily.

The energy in her body was moving faster and faster, and she could even feel that she was about to break through the eighth rank of Cultivation King.

With such an abnormal reaction, An Ran didn't have the obsessed look of others, and became even more vigilant.

She couldn't control it, and there was no way to stop it.

However, Mu Qing, who imparted Yuanli to the Qingli Rebirth Bracelet and exposed it to everyone's sight, gradually turned pale and couldn't hold on anymore.

Dongfang Ji looked at the Qingli Resurrection Bracelet that had already appeared, and then at Mu Qing, who was a bit exhausted, and a voice with a special charm sounded slowly

"Mu Qing, stop."

After receiving Dongfang Ji's order, the flirtatious woman barely stopped, withdrew her hand, swayed twice with some exhaustion, and barely stood still.

An Ran looked at the woman, the veil was still on.

It's just that she probably knows who this woman named Mu Qing is.

A woman, a wood spirit monk, wearing a black mask.

Just by stringing these three points together, the identity is already noticeable.

The saint of Raksha Pavilion, Ye Muqing.

The woman who is said to be able to bring the dead back to life and revive all things is deified and enshrined in the altar.

It's just that An Ran made guesses based on this.

The saint of Raksha Pavilion is a wood spirit monk, but she doesn't have the ability to bring the dead back to life. If she wants to take it seriously, she needs to rely on the power of the Qingli resurrection bracelet.

In other words, this green glass resurrection bracelet once belonged to the Raksha Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)