A seal of immortality

Chapter 391 Eggs
Wang Changsheng only felt that the surrounding environment was blurred for a while, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly appeared in a wide and bright hall, with dense and mysterious runes engraved on the surrounding stone walls.

There were more than a dozen magic circles in the center of the hall. The headmaster Mo Wentian stood near the magic circle, frowning slightly. Seven Taiqing Palace disciples sat cross-legged in twos and threes, and Murong Bing was among them.

"Martial nephew Wang, find a place to rest first, and I will see you off after the others come out," Mo Wentian ordered Wang Changsheng via voice transmission.

"Yes, Uncle Master," Wang Changsheng nodded, found a place to sit down, and closed his eyes to rest.

I don't know how much time has passed before Wang Changsheng's voice transmission from headmaster Mo Wentian rang in his ears: "Okay, everyone is here, leave with me!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Changsheng opened his eyes and stood up. When his eyes swept around, he found that there were more than a dozen figures. Inside, there are only six people.

A total of 25 Foundation Establishment cultivators entered the secret realm, but only six of them left the secret realm alive. On the other hand, 13 disciples in the Qi refining period left the secret realm alive.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng was very grateful. Fortunately, he had made sufficient preparations, otherwise he would not have been able to leave the secret realm alive.

In addition, Wang Changsheng noticed that Mo Wentian, the head of the sect, had an extremely gloomy face, looking very unhappy.

Mo Wentian flicked his sleeves, and a palm-sized golden flag flashed out, with a lifelike golden dragon painted on the flag.

I saw him make a tactic with one hand, and the golden command flag burst into golden light, and flew towards a round stone gate.

The golden command flag lightly caressed the round stone door, and with a "bang", the round stone door opened automatically, and a few rays of sunlight floated in immediately.

After leaving the Demon Sealing Tower, Mo Wentian flicked his sleeve, and a small golden sword flew out. At the same time, it surged against the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it grew to a length of more than ten feet.

"Come up!" Mo Wentian ordered lightly, and after he finished speaking, his figure flickered, and he appeared on top of the golden giant sword.

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng and others also jumped onto the golden giant sword one after another.

Accompanied by Mo Wentian's word "go", the golden giant sword turned into a golden light and flew away through the air.

A quarter of an hour later, the golden giant sword descended from the top of a thousand-foot-high peak.

Mo Wentian turned around, glanced at Wang Changsheng and the others, and said, "Here we are, come down! I still have something to do. Once you enter the hall, other seniors will tell you how to leave. Now, what happened to you in the secret realm must not be disclosed to monks other than this sect, and offenders will be severely punished."

"Yes, master master (master ancestor)," everyone agreed, and jumped off the golden giant sword one after another.

Mo Wentian made a tactic with one hand, and the golden giant sword circled, turning into a golden light and flying along the way it came.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng didn't think too much, and walked into the hall quickly.

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Half an hour later, a [-]-acre-sized lake tumbling and surging, split in two from the middle, revealing a bluestone step more than [-] meters long.

With a "bang", the stone door at the end of the bluestone steps opened automatically, and more than a dozen Taiqing Palace disciples came out one after another, and the one walking in the front was Wang Changsheng.

When Wang Changsheng returned to the ground, he suddenly found more than 20 fellow disciples gathered near the lake. Everyone's face was full of anxiety, as if they were waiting for someone.

Among these people, Wang Changsheng saw the figure of the third brother Zhou Yiming.

"Junior Brother Wang, I knew you would come back safely." Seeing Wang Changsheng, Zhou Ming's face brightened and he quickly walked up to him.

"Senior Brother Zhou is worried," Wang Changsheng said with a slight smile at Zhou Ming.

"It should be right, let's go back quickly! The master has been waiting for us for a long time," Zhou Ming urged, nodding his head.

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves, and a palm-sized blue wooden boat flew out of it. In the blink of an eye, it soared dozens of times, turning into a blue wooden boat four or five feet long. The surface of the wooden boat was covered with dense blue spirit patterns.

Zhou Yiming's figure flickered, and he appeared on the blue wooden boat. Wang Changsheng turned his head to look at Murong Bing, and followed him up.

Zhou Yiming made a tactic with one hand, and the blue wooden boat carrying the two of them turned into a blue light and flew towards the sky, disappearing into the sky after a few flashes.

"Senior brother Zhou, is the old man alright, master?" Wang Changsheng asked casually.

"Master is very good, but it's my junior sister who comes to me every now and then to ask if you're back, saying that you want to ride your black-scaled dragon to fly to the sky to play," Zhou Ming said with a half-smile.

Wang Changsheng smiled wryly when he heard the words, and when he mentioned his junior sister Zhao Ling'er, he got a headache, and Xiao Hei was seriously injured, so he couldn't take his junior sister to fly again.

"By the way, senior brother Zhou, do you know what kind of illness my junior sister has, and even the master can't do anything about it," Wang Changsheng asked curiously with a look on his face.

Zhou Yiming hesitated for a while, and said: "Well, the little junior sister seems to have the quality of the Dragon Yin. The male body gave birth to a daughter by mistake. If you practice forcibly, the meridians will gradually dislocate and shrink. The little junior sister is a wind spirit root of a different attribute. The master does not Maybe let the little junior sister be a mortal. I heard from Sister Lan and the others that the master invited a master from the lineage of Shendan to treat the little junior sister. There is already a cure. The secret realm is to pick some kind of elixir to cure the little junior sister!"

"En," Wang Changsheng nodded, without saying anything.

Zhou Yiming didn't ask any more questions tactfully, and concentrated on controlling the blue wooden boat to fly towards Wanzhu Valley.

Not long after, the blue wooden boat landed outside Wanzhu Valley.

In the hall, Zhao Qingshan kept walking up and down with his hands behind his back, with a worried look on his face.

The woman in blue sat beside Zhao Ling'er holding Zhao Ling'er, her eyes were full of worry.

"Mother, will Sixth Senior Brother come today?" Zhao Ling'er turned her head and asked expectantly.

"It should be!" The woman in blue looked at Zhao Ling'er lovingly and said with some uncertainty.

"Master, master, Junior Brother Wang is back," a burst of joyful voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

After hearing these words, the sadness on Zhao Qingshan's face disappeared, and he walked out quickly with a happy face.

When the woman in blue heard the words, she also showed joy, and walked out with Zhao Ling'er in her arms.

Just as Zhao Qingshan walked out of the hall, he happened to see Wang Changsheng walking towards him.

"Changsheng, what do you want as a teacher?" Zhao Qingshan looked at Wang Changsheng expectantly and asked.

"Thanks to the great blessing of the master, the disciple is fortunate enough to live up to his fate," Wang Changsheng smiled, and took out a white jade box with his hands, and handed it to the master.

"Okay, okay, okay," Zhao Qingshan opened the white jade box, and after sweeping his eyes, his face showed ecstasy, and under the excitement, he said three good words in succession.

"Senior Brother Six, I've waited for you, quickly release your spirit beast, I'm going to fly again," Zhao Linger said excitedly when she saw Wang Changsheng, her eyes lit up.

"Junior Sister, my spirit beast has been seriously injured, and I can't take you to the sky for the time being. Do you think this is good? I have a green dragon egg here. You can hatch it. If you want to fly, you can release it. I will take you flying," Wang Changsheng said with a slight smile at Zhao Linger, and after speaking, he took out a cold white egg from the storage bag and handed it to Zhao Linger.

"Bihanjiao's egg? Sixth senior brother, you are not lying to me!" Zhao Ling'er held the white egg in her two small hands, rolled her black eyes, and asked suspiciously.

"Brother, why would you lie to you? You'll know if it's a Bihanjiao's egg once it hatches," Wang Changsheng explained with a wry smile when he heard this.

"Okay! Then I'll trust you once. When my spirit beast hatches, I must compete with you whose spirit beast can fly higher," Zhao Linger showed a fighting spirit.

Hearing these words, Wang Changsheng smiled wryly again.

"Okay, Ling'er, go back to the house with mother. Mother will teach you how to recognize the master with a drop of blood. After the Bihan Jiao hatches, you can come and compete with the sixth brother." After finishing speaking, the woman in blue hugged Zhao Ling. son left.

(End of this chapter)