"Brother Xiao, have you... been there?" Zi Mo noticed something strange in Xiao Yunsheng's expression.
Xiao Yunsheng shook his head a little lonely and said: "I didn't." There was an indescribable feeling in his heart, thinking that he had gone through all kinds of difficulties, but wasn't everything he did just to enter the Qingqing Pool? For this goal,
He has worked hard for too long. Now that Wu Meng has been defeated by him, the final obstacle is Jueming Palace.
"Oh...I thought you had been there."
Xiao Yunsheng exhaled a long breath, gathered his thoughts, and asked: "Yes, your Nine-Tails clan is so powerful, you must be the overlord of the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains, how could your mother be injured and still let you stay away?"
I have come thousands of miles away to find this thousand-year-old blood spirit ginseng."
Zi Mo's face was immediately filled with a kind of sadness and anger. She bit her lips and said: "We, the Nine-tailed Clan, live in the hinterland of the snow mountains all year round and have no fight with the world. Although we have absolute hegemony, we have never taken the initiative to attack anyone.
, even if it is a weak monster... I don’t know why they treat us like this, they are really hateful!"
She suddenly looked at Xiao Yunsheng and asked: "Brother Xiao, do you remember what I told you before? My mother was injured by a person."
"A person? Who is he!" Xiao Yunsheng's eyes tightened, and he seemed to feel something vaguely.
Zi Mo said: "The people who came to deal with our Nine-Tailed Clan were a few men in black robes. They were not many in number but very powerful. The face of the man who hurt my mother was shrouded in a black veil, and his appearance could not be seen clearly.
But the people around him seem to call him 'Lord Demon Lord'..."
"Demon Lord!" Xiao Yunsheng was shocked. He had also heard this title in Kangyong City. It came from the man in black from the Demon Spirit Tribe. He said that the young master of the Demon Spirit Tribe had passed the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains, and the seven major
The second demon king will also come.
Zi Mo pondered and added: "Among those people, there seems to be someone named 'Mr. Feng'."
"Mr. Feng... he has indeed escaped to the Shiwan Snow Mountain!" Xiao Yunsheng's eyes were calm. The Demon Lord and Mr. Feng were both in the Shiwan Snow Mountain. They must be brewing some other conspiracy. Maybe it was the same person who had committed the crime.
The "another great formation" mentioned by Yiren.
"Brother Xiao, do you know them?" Zi Mo looked at Xiao Yunsheng in surprise.
Xiao Yunsheng gritted his teeth and said: "Don't worry about this for now, tell me quickly, what are they doing to deal with you Nine-tailed Clan?"
Zimo said: "Our ancestors of the Nine-Tails tribe have a heavenly sacrificial land. We worship our ancestors there and pay homage to our ancestors. According to my mother, there seems to be a racial treasure buried under the heavenly sacrificial land. This treasure is even
It’s also related to the Great Wilderness Sea, but we don’t dare to offend our ancestors. The land of heavenly sacrifice has been passed down from generation to generation and has never been destroyed..."
She paused and then continued: "I don't know why they suddenly came to seize this heavenly sacrifice place. We are no match for them. Many of our companions died under their massacre. My mother also
He was seriously injured...our race was forced to move to another place in the snow-capped mountains. Every time I think of the moon in my hometown, I shed tears."
"The place of heavenly sacrifices..." Xiao Yunsheng said slowly. This place of heavenly sacrifices must be the key to the Demon Spirit Clan's plan this time. However, Zimo only knew so much, and he couldn't ask any more questions.
One reason comes.
Zi Mo remembered something and said: "Yes, I also faintly heard their conversation, what they said was about the temple..."
"This matter also involves the temple." Xiao Yunsheng's face became more serious. The matter of Shiwan Snow Mountain is really not simple. He looked at Zimo and asked deeply: "How much do you know about the temple?
"
Zi Mo shook his head and said: "I only know that the temple is at the top of Kunlun in the center. It seems that there are often masters on the top of Kunlun. But that is a human thing, just like the relics of the war buried under the snow-capped mountains.
My mother didn’t even let me understand.”
"The relics of the war? Could it be the Old World War two hundred years ago?" Xiao Yunsheng said deeply. He had heard the banner master Mu Luo say before that the Yueleng Banner, one of the eight banners, was destroyed in the Hundred Thousand Snow Mountains.
The "relics of the war" Zi Mo mentioned probably refer to the place where Yue Leng Banner was destroyed.
Zi Mo said: "It should be so, I don't know much..."
Xiao Yunsheng was silent for a long time, asking all the questions he needed to ask. He suddenly sat down cross-legged and said slowly: "We all nursed back our injuries, and then immediately went to the Sand Lingshi. Once the Sand Lingshi is taken away, this world of rumors will disappear.
Then we can get out of trouble."
"Okay, let's adjust our breath now." Zi Mo responded softly.
Xiao Yunsheng's injuries did not affect his bones. Most of them were on the outer skin. This was nothing to a practitioner. After adjusting his breath for about half a day, Xiao Yunsheng was almost healed. He used his spiritual power to face the outside.
With a shock, the bloody scabs fell off one after another, and the skin regained its smooth appearance.
Zi Mo's injuries were much more troublesome. The most critical part of her tail was damaged. It was a long process to heal. Although the Guiyuan Flower Liquid was effective, it also needed time to heal. After half a day's work, she
The injury was only a little better. According to this speed, if you want to fully recover, you will have to adjust your breath seriously for more than ten days. Neither of them can afford to wait, so they finally set off on the road. They planned to find the Shaling Stone first.
Make plans again.
The two set off on their journey. The Blood Spirit Ginseng was in Zi Mo's hands, and Zi Mo felt reassured. But Xiao Yunsheng was a little helpless holding the golden spear.
This golden spear has its name engraved on it, which is called "Phoenix Flame Spear". Needless to say, the power of a middle-level magic weapon of the spiritual level. When he deploys this Phoenix Flame Spear, his strength will inevitably increase dramatically. The key is that the Phoenix Flame Spear has
With some spirituality, he still wants to recognize his master. His current level of cultivation in the middle vehicle of the three realms is not enough to make the Phoenix Flame Spear surrender.
In short, if he wants to use the Phoenix Flame Spear, he has to wait until his cultivation level improves.
Xiao Yunsheng was a little helpless, but there was nothing he could do about it. Speaking of which, his low level of cultivation had always been his weakness. He had always relied on other means to defeat his enemies.
On the way, Zi Mo said: "Brother Xiao, congratulations on obtaining the spiritual magic weapon. I heard my mother say that among you cultivators, those who possess the spiritual magic weapon are extremely powerful."
Xiao Yunsheng said: "It's good to get it after all, although it hasn't recognized me yet."
"Can't you use it now?" Zi Mo asked in a strange voice.
Xiao Yunsheng did not answer Zi Mo. He looked into the distance and said in a deep voice: "This big guy is thick-skinned and thick-skinned. He should be fine, but I don't know which direction he is now."
Zi Mo said with a strange look: "He... who knows, when we were swept up in the sky by the wind and sand, he wanted to hold my hand, but I slapped it away, and disappeared without a trace..."
"Oh? This guy is so dishonest that he actually takes the initiative to hold your hand?" Xiao Yunsheng pictured the anxious picture of Big Xiao in his mind. He really couldn't help but laugh, and his heavy mood was suddenly swept away.
Zi Mo's face turned red and she said, "Yes, he is... so thief-minded, I don't know what he is thinking about all day long..."
"It's rare for him to see one of his kind, so he will inevitably treat you well. He is very cruel to other monsters." Suddenly, Xiao Yunsheng remembered Xiao Fei's miserable appearance after being plucked by Big Xiao, and he smiled
He shook his head.
"Who wants him to be nice to me..." Zi Mo bowed his head slightly.
Xiao Yunsheng looked into the distance and said deeply: "Now we can only go to the Shaling Stone. I believe the big man is also going there."
"Okay, let's speed up. We wasted a lot of time before." Zi Mo said.
Swish! Swish!
The two figures were moving quickly. As the distance to the distant light became closer, the resistance around them became smaller and smaller, which made their figures move faster and faster.