After a pause, Leng Xuan said: "You'd better not participate in this cultivation conference. Those guys have a large number of people. If you return to Zhonghua Mountain, you will probably be found by them. If you fall into their hands again,
There is nothing I can do." The young man responded: "Don't worry, I know what to do. Fellow Taoist, if there is nothing else, I will take the first step."
Leng Xuan cupped his hands and said, "Let's go, I won't see you off." After his words fell, he saw the young man turning around and galloping away in the opposite direction of Zhonghua Mountain. When the other person's back disappeared from sight, Leng Xuan
Xuan did not return directly to Zhonghua Mountain, but rushed to the location mentioned by the young man before. Qin Ming and those people met secretly, maybe there was something fishy in it. As a cultivator, he also had contacts with several people in the cultivating world.
The big forces are quite connected. If there is really a shady conspiracy, he must find a way to stop it. After flying all the way, Leng Xuan appeared on a mountain peak not long after. According to what the young man said, this is where all the big forces are.
It was the place where the forces gathered. However, when he looked around, he found that the surroundings were empty, let alone people, not even a ghost was seen.
He flew down to the mountain col and investigated carefully for a while. Soon, he found many messy footprints on the ground. Moreover, there were also traces of tents stationed. This showed that those people did gather here before. Now
The reason why he disappeared is probably because he rescued the young man, and those guys in Qin Ming were worried that their whereabouts would be discovered, so they hurriedly evacuated. Leng Xuan sneered secretly. The more careful Qin Ming was, the more he explained.
They are ghosts. He shook his head, then spread out his body and galloped towards Zhonghua Mountain.
Back in the cave, Leng Xuan went straight into his room and took out the severed bone. He smiled helplessly. He finally got the ginseng grass, but in the end he had no use for it.
Lifting off the golden silk wrapped around the broken bone, Leng Xuan held the broken bone in both hands and observed it. He saw that the broken bone was covered with tiny cracks, with a joint at one end and a fracture at the other end. From the overall shape
It was judged that the broken bone should be Qinglong's rib. Leng Xuan asked Feng Lie in his mind: "Senior, now that you have the broken bone, what are you going to use it for?"
Feng Lie replied: "Our Qinglong clan has a tradition. As long as a Qinglong dies, its body must be buried in the dragon clan's cemetery so that its soul can rest in peace. However, no one can predict when death will come. In order
To prevent Qinglong's remains from wandering outside, our ancestors created a spell called Lost Soul Guide. As long as you have anything on Qinglong's body, even a scale can be used as a lure, and you can use it to cast spells to find the remains of Qinglong.
Where. Originally, when each Qinglong was born, a scale was left in the clan, with the purpose of finding its body in the future. Unfortunately, the Qinglong clan has long been destroyed, so those scales have also disappeared without a trace. "
Hearing this, Leng Xuan suddenly realized, nodded, and said: "So, you want to find Qinglong's body through these severed bones?" Feng Lie responded: "Yes, I do think so.
.However, before that, you must prepare some spell-casting materials. When everything is ready, I will teach you the spelling formula."