For immortal cultivators, unknown high-level monks are always the most dangerous existence, because you have no way of knowing what purpose the other person has at the moment, but they must have the ability to kill you.
Zhen Lan accepted that her move was a gamble. After all, it was a bit arbitrary to predict a person's identity based on just a last name and a vague voice.
But the other party's familiarity with magic and magical powers, as well as the intuitive feeling in her heart, made Zhen Lan immediately decide to take the risk.
As soon as the words came out, everyone knew that there was no room for maneuver. The spiritual consciousness of these monks with great supernatural powers must have enveloped them. At this time, any excessive actions would cause the other party's displeasure.
Therefore, although everyone wanted to escape from this place, no one dared to set up the escape light.
"Huh? Who did I think she was? It turns out to be Miss Zhen."
After a soft cry, a blue light suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and then the figure of an ordinary-looking young man was revealed.
I saw this man holding a web bag emitting five colors of spiritual light in his hand. In the web, a white spider the size of a fist was curling up shivering, with a gentle smile on his face.
After seeing the face of the visitor clearly, Zhen Lan was immediately overjoyed and said with a bright smile:
"Senior Luo, it's really you!"
"Haha, yes, it is Luo. After leaving the ghost mansion, Miss Zhen's cultivation has really improved a lot. It seems that she has almost reached the realm of fake elixir. I believe that in at least a hundred years, we will be equal to our peers!"
Meeting an old friend in a foreign country, Luo Hong was in a very good mood and greeted him with a smile.
After secretly leaving Dangqi Mountain, Luo Hong galloped all the way to Southern Border. However, after entering the southern border, he slowed down his speed and spent more mana to hide his whereabouts.
In order to plan Kunwu Mountain, the Ye family has secretly sent many forces to southern Xinjiang. Luo Hong doesn't want to alert them. After all, with his current strength, he is no longer a little butterfly in the human world. The slightest movement will cause extreme chaos.
Big changes.
After arriving in southern Xinjiang, southern Xinjiang also brought him some unexpected joys.
There are too many poisonous insects and poisonous miasma here, and you can easily find many existences suitable to serve as food for flying purple-striped scorpions with just a quick scan of your spiritual consciousness.
He had just entered southern Xinjiang less than a month ago, and the twelve flying purple-striped scorpions had been replenished with mellow aura, and there were faint signs of advancement.
It can be said that these flying purple-striped scorpions also have a miserable life. First, they were trapped in the Demonic Inner Valley and could only breathe in and out spiritual energy for a living. Later, they were subdued by Luo Hong using the method of seizing their bodies. However, after being subdued, not only were they not carefully cultivated, but they lived all day long.
Staying in the spirit beast bag, the spiritual energy I inhale on weekdays is much worse than before.
Now, when they come to southern Xinjiang, they have finally come to the end of their hardships. They have enjoyed the poisonous insects and poisonous miasma. As a result, the demon body has been nourished by a large amount of poisons for the first time in its life, and there are signs of an evolutionary breakthrough.
Luo Hong was overjoyed when he found out, so he took advantage of some time to go around looking for blood-eating poisons for these flying purple-striped scorpions.
If he hadn't thought that the evil ghost spider mother's innate magical power was interesting, twelve flying purple-striped scorpions would have been eating at this moment.
As for Zhen Lan and his party, he had actually noticed it a long time ago, but he was so anxious to catch spiders that he didn't bother to take a closer look, so he didn't recognize Zhen Lan.
"Hehe, I really can't hide it from Senior Luo. This junior is here to obtain the materials for refining the Five Poison Waters in order to prepare for the advancement of Nascent Soul."
Speaking of cultivation, Zhen Lan couldn't help but smile proudly. She had worked hard for a long time after coming out of the Rakshasa Ghost Mansion to achieve her current achievements.
"Five Poison Water? What a coincidence. Luo happened to have a pot here. He didn't need it anyway, so he gave it to Miss Zhen."
Luo Hong flipped his palm, took out a dark green poison bottle and threw it towards Zhen Lan.
"Ah," Zhen Lan felt that she deserved it, but Luo Hong gave it too readily, so she had no choice but to accept it first.
Although she thought about declining it later, driven by curiosity, she couldn't help but put her consciousness into the bottle, and then her face flushed with excitement.
The tall female cultivator on the side noticed something strange about Zhen Lan and thought she had been tricked by some evil trick. She looked anxiously and said:
"Senior Sister Zhen, are you okay?!"
"Okay, I'm so good! Senior Luo, can this really be given to this junior?!"
After being urged by Junior Sister Zhou, Zhen Lan came back to her senses, hugged the poison bottle tightly and said in disbelief.
"Luo has no habit of taking back gifts. Is there anything wrong with this Five Poison Water?"
Luo Hong can't remember the origin of this bottle of five poisonous water. He only knows that it was found from the storage bag of the monks who were killed in the Black Realm.
This thing is harmful to immortal cultivators who do not practice the poisonous power Gu technique, but for poisonous insects like the Flying Purple Scorpion, it is too clear and waterless, and it is also useless. Luo Hong is naturally happy to take it.
Be a favor.
"There's nothing wrong. It's just that this bottle of five-poison water is very clear in appearance. It should be made with the venom of transformed poisonous insects. Generally, five-poison water is only made with the venom of sixth- and seventh-level insect monsters. This gift is really too heavy.
Got it!"
She said that the gift was too heavy, but Zhen Lan had no intention of letting go. After all, if she used the bottle of five poisonous water given by Luo Hong, her chance of having a baby would be increased by 20%. This temptation is something that any fake elixir monk can resist.
Can't.
"So that's it, but this thing is not worth mentioning to Luo. Miss Zhen just accepts it. After all, we have shared the same sorrow."
Luo Hong nodded and said indifferently.
"Hehe, then this junior will thank Senior Luo!"
After happily putting away the dark green poison bottle, Zhen Lan asked again:
"Senior Luo, do you have important matters coming to Southern Xinjiang? Our Huanxian Sect still has some influence in Southern Xinjiang. If it is convenient, I can introduce you to Sister Lan."
"Miss Zhen also knows that Luo is very interested in spells. She came to southern Xinjiang for no other reason than to visit your sect. I wonder if your sect will welcome you?"
Luo Hong's biggest purpose in coming to southern Xinjiang is undoubtedly to enter Kunwu Mountain to ensure that Old Demon Han can successfully obtain information about the space nodes. However, it is also okay to study the inherited spells of Huaxian Sect on the way.
"Our Huanxian Sect is the most hospitable, and Sister Lan and the others will definitely be interested in the exchange of spells.
Just in time, we are going to set off to return to the sect after taking some rest. Senior Luo can go with us, and it will be much more convenient to have a junior introduce us!"
When she heard that Luo Hong was going to visit Huaxian Sect, Zhen Lan was even more delighted and immediately invited her.
"That's great. Luo has another disciple nearby. I'll pick her up and then come back to meet you."
While Luo Hong was hunting for poisonous insects, she placed Green Bamboo in a temporary cave on a volcano to suppress the growing coldness in her body.
It is estimated that he will have to wait for a year or so before Kunwu Mountain is sealed when he leaves the Huaxian Sect, so he must bring Green Bamboo with him.
Until Luo Hong's escaping light disappeared from the horizon, everyone gradually regained their vitality like the thawed spring cicadas, and each of them looked like they were surviving the disaster.
"Uh, do you still want these four holy liquids?"
Hua Wuxin felt extremely embarrassed at this moment, but she still asked bravely.
"What do you think? You should keep it for yourself!"
Zhen Lan became extremely angry when she thought of the stupid things the other party had done, and said fiercely.
"Okay, let's take a step first."
No matter how unwilling she was, Hua Wuxin still had to consider her fellow sect members. Being with an unfamiliar Nascent Soul cultivator was too stressful, and they had to report this matter to their sect in time.
However, just as Hua Wuxin turned to leave, she heard Zhen Lan say to him:
"However, I still have to thank you for your help, otherwise the junior sisters and I would most likely be injured by the aftermath of Senior Luo's fight."
"Hey, hey, no thanks, this is what I should do, just don't let Senior Lan curse me, just take the first step!"
After letting out a silly laugh, Hua Wuxin led more than ten Poison Saint Sect disciples into the air and flew away towards the sky.
After a while, perhaps because he couldn't stand the silly smile that always hung on Hua Wuxin's face, a male alchemy cultivator flew beside him and coughed lightly and said:
"Senior Brother Hua, if we report what happened today, I'm afraid Elder Hua won't be able to hide it. Should we think of a way?"
"If you can't hide it, you can't hide it. I have long advised the old man to recruit more female disciples. If he doesn't listen to me, don't blame me for looking for a way out!"
As if recalling some bad memories, Hua Wuxin suddenly said angrily.
"Then we will report back truthfully?"
The male alchemy cultivator was panicking and couldn't help but confirm again.
"Well, that senior Luo's magical powers are too shocking. When such a person comes to southern Xinjiang, I must let the old man and the others know about it!"
Speaking of business, Hua Wuxin's face suddenly became serious and she said seriously.
"Haha, I'm afraid this won't work!"
Suddenly, a cold laughter sounded in the minds of Hua Wuxin and others, causing everyone to stop and look around in surprise.
"Senior He Fang is here. We are disciples of the Poison Saint Sect. Please come out and meet us!"
Seeing no one around, Hua Wuxin couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, but her words were still full of energy.
"You don't have to see me. Your Excellency, I asked you to erase your memories of today. Don't be afraid. You just need to have a good sleep and you'll be fine."
"No! Senior, please show your noble hand and don't wipe it."
Hearing this, Hua Wuxin's eyes widened and she resisted extremely, but soon an unreachable sleepiness left him and he closed his eyelids.
The same was true for the rest of the Poison Saint Sect monks. After they fell asleep, a ray of green light carried them to the top of a stone peak, and then floated away.
After about three hours, Hua Wuxin and others woke up one after another, and then they began to be surprised as to why they slept on an unknown stone peak.
After some exchanges, everyone discovered that all of them had lost a piece of memory. They couldn't help but panic, and they didn't dare to stay any longer and returned to the sect.
At this moment, Zhen Lan and others also stopped their exercises one after another. After several hours of rest, their faces looked much better.
"Senior Sister Zhen, wouldn't it be good if we took a Nascent Soul cultivator back privately?"
The tall junior sister Zhou said hesitantly, she couldn't help but feel chilled when she thought of the scene where Luo Hong captured the evil ghost spider mother alive, for fear that the other party would be detrimental to the Huaxian Sect.
"Don't worry, Senior Luo is probably only a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. With Sister Lan and Madam Mu here, everything will be fine.
And I believe that Senior Luo is not a bully."
Zhen Lan is aware of the difficulty of cultivation of Yuanying monks. It has not been a hundred years since she last met Luo Hong. She believes that even if Luo Hong has peerless talents, his cultivation level will not exceed the middle stage of Yuanying.
Moreover, she had seen Luo Hong's magical powers in the early stages of Yuan Ying, so she was not very surprised by what she saw today.
"Hey, it's good that Senior Sister is aware of this."
In fact, the tall and slender Junior Sister Zhou knew that it was too late to say this now, but she still couldn't help but want to remind her.
After a while, Luo Hong came as promised with a magic dragon boat, and then drove Zhen Lan and others towards the Huaxian Sect.
Although the Huaxian Sect is one of the three top sects in southern Xinjiang, like the other two sects, there are no monks from the late Nascent Soul stage in charge.
Therefore, the person in charge of Huaxian Sect has always been a female cultivator in the middle Nascent Soul stage known as "Mrs. Mu".
However, decades ago, a female cultivator from the sect named Lan Cai'er returned from the Black Realm and broke through with the power of ancient elixirs, becoming the second Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator in the Huaxian Sect.
On this day, Madam Mu and Lan Cai'er were discussing sect affairs with a group of junior sisters in the early stage of Nascent Soul in the main hall, when suddenly a huge roar came from outside the hall.
All the Nascent Soul female cultivators in the hall recognized the owner of the roar, their expressions changed, and they couldn't help but start talking.
Mrs. Mu turned over her palm solemnly, took out a blood-stained wooden sign, cast a spell on it, frowned, and said to the two alchemy nuns standing outside the hall:
"Go and find out who disturbed the Protector Divine Beast, and report back quickly!"
The two female alchemy cultivators immediately bowed in response, but shortly after they took off, a ray of light came rushing from the direction of the mountain gate.
"Junior Sister Jin, seeing that you are in such a hurry, did something happen at the mountain gate and disturbed the sect-protecting beast?"
A female alchemy cultivator who was about to investigate recognized the person. Knowing that the person was a fellow disciple who was responsible for guarding the mountain gate, she couldn't help but guess and asked.
"Senior sister, your guess is good, please allow me to enter the palace to report!"
Junior Sister Jin, who looked quite heroic, responded hurriedly and then fled towards the main hall without looking back.
The two girls who had just received the order looked at each other and did not save themselves from trouble, but fled to the mountain gate together.
At the same time, Junior Sister Jin had arrived in the main hall and told Mrs. Mu and others the whole story.
"Junior sister, I remember that this girl Lan'er went out for training this time to collect materials for refining the Five Poison Waters. How could she suddenly bring back a Nascent Soul monk and make the Nine Netherworld Spider so excited? Do you know something?
What?"
After hearing what the female cultivator surnamed Jin said, Mrs. Mu felt a little relieved, but her eyes became more suspicious. Thinking of the close relationship between Lan Cai'er and Zhen Lan, she couldn't help but ask warmly.
"Junior sister doesn't know much about this matter, but as long as Lan'er is not being coerced, the person who comes must be a friend rather than an enemy.
Let me ask you, nephew Jin, according to your opinion, are Zhen Lan and the others free?"
Lan Cai'er frowned slightly and shook her head, then asked the female cultivator named Jin in the hall.
"Senior Sister Zhen and the others have smart eyes, expressions as usual, and can move freely. It seems that they are not being controlled by others, but are free bodies."
The heroic-looking junior sister Jin recalled it for a while and then replied.