The other elders also opened their mouths but were speechless. What they wanted to say was stuck in their throats, stuck in their throats.
The elder in yellow, who had a rather serious personality, coughed lightly:
"Let Susu think about it for herself first. Everyone has their own destiny. We can't choose her way. Her medical way is just her medical way."
Some of the elders shook their heads when they heard this, and they sighed one after another.
The elder Fei in Bai, who they had entrusted to rescue Kufeng, had long told Jiang Su that they would accept this girl as their close disciple.
Learning from the Thirty-Three's inheritance and leading the Thirty-Three's path, why can't she take this road to eternal life? How could she... have obstacles?
"Do you know what kind of cultivation Su Su is now?" An elder of the formation cultivator suddenly spoke, his voice was very special among the crowd sighing.
"Huh? What kind of cultivation? She was a foundation builder before, but now she has survived the thunder tribulation, of course she is a golden elixir."
Another elder answered: "Golden elixir is at a critical period. If it is blocked at this time, it is because of the difficulties in her medical career. It is a test sent by God."
This time the elder Xiu narrowed his eyes and finally kept what he wanted to say in his heart and did not say it to everyone.
This time he had the opportunity to be influenced by Jiang Su, and he had a vague and sudden sense of everything. Just now he saw Jiang Su acting crazy, suddenly happy and sad, and he suddenly thought of something.
Susu has reached the Nascent Soul stage in cultivation.
But he had absolutely no way of confirming this matter. Jiang Su had built a foundation before, and today her spiritual power was also expressed as a golden elixir, which was no different from when an ordinary monk first formed the golden elixir.
He couldn't find anything unusual.
But he just couldn't let go.
"If Su Suzhen has reached the Nascent Soul, then her mental blockage may be extraordinary... It is difficult to remove it... How can a fifteen-year-old Nascent Soul do it? When will such a person appear in the world of cultivation?"
He couldn't help but let out a long sigh along with the sighs of everyone, and thought to himself: "If she really has the Nascent Soul cultivation level at the age of fifteen...the inheritance of formation techniques of my lineage...must be hers."
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Liu Yunqing looked around at this strange place. The surrounding dark clouds were accompanied by the silent black smoke, and he could even distinguish the direction of the rising and falling dust around him.
"There is no spiritual power here...a forbidden place?"
Liu Yunqing's spiritual power was stored in his palm, and poured into the wind-winding sword along the hilt. He suddenly drew the sword out of its sheath, and the sword energy split a ruins five feet away in the shape of a crescent moon.
The vermilion paint on the long pillar was reduced to ashes by the sword energy. The breeze blew through the finely powdered red paint, and the sudden headwind blew the red paint towards the sword cultivator.
The gray-washed whitish robe was dyed red, resembling the blood that bursts when the veins of prey in the forest are cut off.
Liu Yunqing lowered his head and stared at his robe, holding the Wind Sword in his hand tighter and tighter. There were faint veins pulsing in his forehead, and his brows were sharp.
"I only have this vestment!!!"
Random eyes turned cold.
"This is not a forbidden place. The spiritual power in my body can still be used. What on earth is this place?"
Liu Yunqing stepped hard on the gravel under his feet and looked at the ruins in the distance.
"Forget it, let me walk forward. The cellar was weird just now. It must have been set up by someone."
"But that Zhang Nong was crying when she came. It didn't look like she was lying to us. Her wife was indeed missing."
"Someone set up a formation after her wife was snatched away by the black rat demon..."
Thinking of this, Liu Yunqing's eyes suddenly widened, full of cruelty, and he said slowly: "Someone is deliberately plotting against our Shifang Sect!"
"There is no way to determine who came to this cellar, so his purpose is someone from the Shifang Sect, not an ordinary disciple."
"The people who come from this kind of place are either our Jianfeng, or Fufeng... Zhang Yunsheng?"
His breathing gradually became deeper, he picked up the sword again, and walked away step by step.
After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard sharp howls, the sounds ranging from small to loud, from single to double, hundreds or even thousands.
Liu Yunqing suddenly froze on the spot, his feet as if filled with lead and could no longer take a step. His astonished expression seemed to express disbelief.
Two streams of blood gradually dripped from both ears, and the white collar of his neck dyed red while sleeping.
Hundreds of voices whispered in his ears.
"You're here~Long time no see~"
"Hehe~ You are finally here~ We miss you so much~"
"How is your mother doing lately? We miss her too~"
"Hehehe~ Where is your father! How is your father recently~ We have been waiting for you~"
The intermittent sound was mixed with hoarse laughter, like thousands of cicadas burrowing into his ears. The cicadas kept chirping, blocking his consciousness in the sea of consciousness and making it difficult to leave.
Liu Yunqing's pupils gradually turned dark, and his control over his body dissipated in the climax of the cicada's chirping music. He mechanically whispered: "Waiting for you...waiting for you...waiting for you..."
"wait……"
The veins on Liu Yunqing's arms gradually relaxed, and the wind-winding sword fell out of his hand at a certain moment.
"Boom - boom -"
"Who are you waiting for?"
"Who are you waiting for?"
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"This forest near the town should be the place where the black rat demon most often hangs out."
Zhang Yunsheng raised the dust in his hand and swept away the smell of decay and decay all over him. The iron wire hung slightly, and all the broken trees around him were broken. Twigs fell from the sky and were inserted into the digital talisman. A green barrier rose up here.
"Let's check inside the barrier first, and then I'll summon the Five Elements Fire here."
"Sister, the trees here..."
Zhang Yunsheng turned around and glanced at this junior brother indifferently, and replied seriously: "Where is your rejuvenation charm?"
"..."
Only then did this stupid junior brother realize that he was a talisman cultivator. Setting fire to the mountain was just a blink of an eye. Throwing a rejuvenation talisman could make the dead trees grow into spring and the old branches sprout new shoots.
"One person is separated by one foot, and using the fire-calling method I learned today, I will burn everything three feet underground to ashes!"
Zhang Yunsheng has always had the aura of a superior person, but it is usually hidden by the etiquette of her disciples.
Now this time it is Fu Feng's disciples who deal with the strange things together, and her grace as a senior sister is fully displayed. No one has any objections, no one has any thoughts.
"Liu Yunqing and I each brought our own junior brothers and sisters, and our target is also the black rat demon. Can we compete with each other based on this..."
The next moment, Zhang Yunsheng suddenly raised the corners of his lips and swung the fly whisk in one direction, and the dust three feet underground flew out in an instant.
She pinched it with her left hand, and the top six of the twelve fires were distributed on her fingertips and palms. Her left hand pointed at the earth pit. The five elements of fire were intertwined with each other, and the six fires actually condensed into colorful black, directly exploding the earth.
A black figure suddenly flew out of the pit here, and its sharp claws went straight to the door in front of Zhang Yunsheng.
She squinted her eyes slightly, and the iron whisk was tangled in her hair.
