The strongest starting system

Chapter 982

Zhuge Xuanji frowned and said.

For two years, he has been thinking of various ways to help the Holy Land get out of trouble, but it has not yet achieved results.

Now Patriarch Qinglian and Tang Xu asked Qian to go to the capital of the Great Song Dynasty, but they have not returned yet, and Nangong Wentian was troubled by family affairs.

"Wushuang, I spent two years setting up the guardian array is almost complete, but I always feel that something is missing, why don't you come with me to have a look?"

Zhao Wushuang followed Zhuge Xuanji to the entrance of the sect.

The formation constructed by Zhuge Xuanji is to connect the entrance of the independent small world with the entrance of the middle gate to form a double barrier.

It's just that if you want to completely build the formation, you still face a problem, that is, you need to have a strong spiritual power to build a bridge between the two. Although Zhuge Xuanji's spiritual power has reached a certain level, he still cannot Build the bridge by yourself.

So he needs Zhao Wushuang's help.

Zhao Wushuang didn't give in to this. After two years of tempering, his spiritual power has reached a terrifying level, and he is only one step away from the perfect spiritual power of the emperor.

With Zhao Wushuang's current combat power, he could use the strength of a saint of the fourth heaven to forcibly defeat the strong man of the seventh heaven without falling behind.

In other words, his combat effectiveness cannot be judged according to common sense.

Sitting cross-legged in front of the mountain gate, Zhao Wushuang released his mental power and began to explore the surroundings, spreading from a kilometer to a hundred miles, and the entire independent small world of the Qinglian Holy Land appeared in his eyes one by one.

The green mountains, green waters, villages, and flying birds in the distance all constitute a perfect landscape painting.

Zhao Wushuang suddenly felt emotional. When he first entered Qinglian Holy Land, he wanted to find out the whereabouts of his mother and then eliminate her enemies.

And now the people who imprisoned his mother are all dead, and the rest in the Holy Land are those who have no ill intentions towards his mother.

The hatred in his heart for Qinglian Holy Land has gradually dissipated, and even because of Ling Qingjue, he has a little more favorable opinion of Qinglian Holy Land.

His mental power spread into the air, covering the entire independent small world one by one, covering all the areas that could be covered. Where others could not see with naked eyes, a faint thin net had already enveloped them.

When Zhao Wushuang was casting spells, Zhuge Xuanji was in charge of the formation, and he could feel the soul-stirring spiritual power emanating from Zhao Wushuang.

"This is...a quasi-emperor-level soul power..."

After careful observation, Zhuge Xuanji came to a shocking conclusion.

He smacked his lips, feeling extremely shocked.

"This kid... his strength stays in the fourth heaven of saints, and his soul power has already entered the quasi-emperor realm. Is this going against the sky?"

Soul power is also a part of cultivation. If most practitioners do not have extreme talent or good luck, it will be difficult to cultivate soul power to a high level.

In battle, the role of soul power is crucial. After a powerful spiritual master releases his soul, he can control the overall situation and help his side win.

Relying on the power of the soul's divine sense, some strong saints can even contend against the quasi-emperor.

Of course, that's only a theoretical possibility. After all, Zhundi is second only to the Great Emperor, so it's not that easy to deal with.

Two hours later, Zhao Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, and the structure diagram of the entire independent world of Qinglian Holy Land was reflected in his eyes.

He spread the formation to the entire Qinglian small world, and then set up a restriction at the entrance of the independent small world.

If an outsider dared to break in, the result would be death without mercy.

Unless there is someone with higher spiritual power than him, it is absolutely impossible to have such strength to break through the defense.

"Master, all the formations have been connected, as long as you give an order, they can work."

Zhao Wushuang handed over the control work to Zhuge Xuanji.

Zhuge Xuanji nodded very satisfied: "Okay! In this way, people from the other two holy places will not dare to attack easily, unless they want to end up destroying people."

On the way up the mountain, Zhao Wushuang suddenly asked: "Master, can you tell me now, where are my father and mother?"

Zhuge Xuanji paused, he turned his head and looked deeply at Zhao Wushuang: "Do you really want to know?"

Zhao Wushuang waved his hand casually, and in a short moment, the majestic and turbulent Yuanli that started to operate as the formation was transmitted to the space below on the line map constructed by the formation, making the Yuanli reception of the entire area become easier. thicker.

In addition to defense, this formation can also make the vitality of Qinglian's small world more abundant, thereby promoting the cultivation of people in the sect.

"I may not be able to protect them in the past, but now I feel that I have the strength." Zhao Wushuang said seriously.

Zhuge Xuanji was silent for a moment, and then said: "Well, I can tell you, but you have to be mentally prepared, because none of us have seen your parents since that time."

"Huh? How do you say this?"

Zhuge Xuanji sighed: "At that time, your father forcibly broke into the mountain gate of Qinglian Holy Land and rescued your mother. In fact, we were secretly assisting you. After releasing your mother from the extremely cold water prison, we discovered her condition." far exceeded our estimates."

Although Zhao Wushuang looked surprised on the surface, he didn't feel too surprised. It was not an easy task to rescue someone from the forbidden area of ​​a holy land, and it was also the famous Qinglian Holy Land in Central Continent.

It would not have been possible without the support of the people inside.

So Zhao Wushuang had long speculated that someone should help.

Zhuge Xuanji simply sat on the stone steps, looking at the far end of the forest, lost in memory.

"Your mother has been imprisoned under the extremely cold water prison for more than ten years, and even I haven't been able to see her a few times. When I rescued her, her whole body was almost rotten, and she was hanging on her last breath..."

Zhuge Xuanji also thought about it before saying these words, he didn't want to deceive Zhao Wushuang.

Zhao Wushuang did not overreact, but calmly looked at Zhuge Xuanji, motioning for him to continue.

"Even if your mother is a saint-level powerhouse, she has suffered a lot of damage after staying there for more than ten years... Moreover, we found instruments of torture in the depths of the water prison... Some people deliberately tortured you Mother, but these can all be repaired."

Zhao Wushuang's fists were gradually clenched, and a trace of murderous intent appeared in his eyes.

There are only two people who have the right to enter the extremely cold water in the entire Holy Land, one is the former Great Elder, and the other is the Holy Land Lord.

So who did those dirty things is clear at a glance.

"The wounds on your mother's body have been healed slowly, but her soul has been severely injured. There are only one soul and one soul left in the three souls and seven souls. Only by obtaining the fruit of the soul can she be completely cured. Soul trauma."

(End of this chapter)