Five days later, Murong Wan's cultivation level dropped again, and she only reached the peak level of Tianji Realm. Zhong Zihao was so frightened that he turned pale and urged all his true energy to rush on.
It seems that every time Murong Wan falls to a higher level of cultivation, the time interval becomes shorter. If she falls again... Zhong Zihao can't imagine it anymore, because they have no time to worry about it.
However, the space in this world is too stable, and with one person in his arms, the short journey of 300,000 miles actually took nearly a month.
The most important thing is that in Murong Wan's current state, there is no way to resist the turbulent flow of space. Otherwise, with his bare hands, a hundred miles will pass by in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, this time the Infinite Sect and his party can only succeed and must not fail!
Wuliang Sect is located in Mengji Mountain, a steep mountain with charming scenery.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, you can see a Changbai Waterfall flying towards you, with bursts of sound and long smoke. Looking far into the distance, you can see the sky, water and mountains in the distance, forming one long and touching picture after another.
A solemn scene.
This is indeed a powerful sect within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles. Zhong Zihao discovered that even the disciples of Wuliang Sect guarding the mountain gate have entered the realm of the divine way... No, in the Nine Heavens World, it should be called the realm of life and death.
The richness of the heaven and earth energy here is nearly twice that of Phantom City.
"He who comes is stopped!"
As soon as they arrived in front of the magnificent mountain gate, the two of them were stopped by the disciples guarding the mountain.
One of the two people in front of him was obviously a country bumpkin, and the other woman seemed pretty pretty, but her face was haggard, her eyes were dull, and she didn't even bother to let them look at each other.
Zhong Zihao clearly felt that the other party looked at him with extreme disdain and a sense of superiority. Yes, compared to a sect like Wuliang Sect, he was really a country bumpkin who had just come from Yuntian Continent.
"Two senior brothers, I came from Phantom City to ask the senior noble sect to help save people." Zhong Zihao lowered his posture.
"Don't call us senior brothers, you've lowered your status for nothing." A disciple shouted, "Go back to where you came from. It's hard for the seniors of the Wuliang Sect to even see us, let alone outsiders. It's simply wishful thinking... Well, it seems...
You can consider it.”
Because at this moment, there were two more holy lotuses in front of them.
Disciple Shoushan moved extremely skillfully, put the holy lotus into his bag, and said seriously: "I see that this brother has come here with a lot of sincerity. Although we also want to help with this, the seniors are busy with their affairs, so it is difficult to see them.
It’s like ascending to heaven.”
"Two senior brothers, please give this to the senior noble sect. If you still can't meet me, it's just because we didn't have the opportunity." Zhong Zihao smiled and took out a few things again.
They are a dragon crystal that has sealed the breath, and two holy lotuses.
"Senior brother, please pass the message on your behalf. I must report my thoughts to the senior nobles of your sect."
The holy lotus was naturally given to the two disciples, and the dragon crystal was a meeting gift for the visit. The dragon crystal was sealed by Zhong Zihao himself. It was impossible for the two of them to recognize this object.
Although Lin Xuan and the Holy Hand Medical Immortal both said that dragon crystal was too valuable to be shown to others easily, he had nothing to offer and could not find a suitable replacement.
"All right!"
Disciple Shoushan pretended to look embarrassed, and then said with an expression of urgency and justice: "You wait first, I will ask the deacon for instructions."
One person left and the other stayed where he was. In fact, he was wary of Zhong Zihao and the other two.
They were not left waiting for long. The departing disciple came back with a face full of joy: "Congratulations, I didn't expect that the deacon actually reported this matter to Elder Sun, and finally Elder Sun was willing to meet him in person."
"Thank you, senior brother!" Zhong Zihao said with a smile.
Using dragon crystal as a meeting gift, he had expected to be received by the elders.
"Brother, let me lead the way for you!" The disciple was really enthusiastic this time, "If you have the opportunity, remember to say a nice word for us in front of the elders."
"Easy to say!"
Along the way, the spectacular scene of the Wuliang Sect was revealed. Most of the disciples in the sect were in the Nirvana Realm of Life and Death, and those in the Tongxuan Realm could also be encountered. When everyone saw them, they couldn't help but stop to watch and point.
Zhong Zihao turned a blind eye and followed the disciples guarding the mountain to a side hall.
"Wait a moment, you two. Elder Sun said that he will receive you when he finishes his work."
The disciples who guarded the mountain brought them here. They completed their mission and said goodbye to Zhong Zihao.
After he left, the two of them waited quietly.
But after waiting and waiting, the so-called Elder Sun did not appear until dark.
"Zihao, this thing is weird!" Although Murong Wan's cultivation level has declined, her mind is still very clear.
"Yeah!" Zhong Zihao nodded, "Let's wait a little longer!"
At present, apart from the Wuliang Sect who can save Murong Wan, there is no other way for the time being. Knowing that the situation is not right, they have no other choice.
Fortunately, early the next morning, a man in his fifties appeared.
He wore a red coat, black-patterned cloud sleeves, a beard on his lips, and a thick beard, but his eyes were narrowed into two thin slits from time to time, which made him lose most of his majesty.
"It's you two, I am Elder Sun." The visitor said with a smile.
"I've met Elder Sun!"
Zhong Zihao cupped his fists and saluted, and Murong Wan moved her lotus steps lightly even though she was seriously injured.
"I don't know what you need help from this elder?" Elder Sun had already noticed that something was wrong with Murong Wan's aura.
"this……"
Zhong Zihao suddenly became embarrassed. Although Elder Sun's cultivation was much stronger than him, he was at the same level as the injured Zhen, that is, at the peak of the Saint Realm. He could not intervene in Murong Wan's injury.
But since he was here to ask for help, he simply stated his words directly and told the other party that he needed to find a powerful person in the realm of spiritual connection to take action.
"Only the sect master and the supreme elder in our sect have such cultivation, but it is too difficult to ask them to take action." Elder Sun looked confused, "By the way, how many dragon crystals do you still have in your hands?"
Zhong Zihao kept it in mind, shook his head and said: "No more, I got the only one by accident."
"That will be difficult. If there are a large amount of dragon crystals, I can find a way to ask the sect master to take action..." Elder Sun sighed with regret on his face.
"Elder Sun, if your sect can save my companion, I will find a way to find more dragon crystals." Zhong Zihao had no choice but to answer like this.
"Okay, I'll go ask the sect master for instructions first, elder!"
There was no news after Elder Sun left. He only sent a deacon, who used the excuse of a visit to try his best to find out the origin of Long Jing.
Several days passed without any news. Zhong Zihao also sensed a few more auras near the side hall, seeming to have the two of them under surveillance.
What was even more unfortunate was that he accidentally overheard the conversation between the disciples of the Wuliang Sect and learned that their sect leader had already gone out and was not at Mengji Mountain at the moment.
It was obvious that Elder Sun had no intention of saving Murong Wan, and the so-called asking for instructions from the sect master was completely empty talk, and his purpose was obvious.
Zhong Zihao was furious. Murong Wan's aura had become increasingly unstable in the past few days. He might fall to another level at any time and his life was in danger. He decided not to wait any longer and left Wuliang Sect to find another way.
Because someone was watching him, he had no choice but to take Murong Wan and forcefully use his empty hand to escape from the mountain gate.
"Buzz!"
Suddenly, a buzzing sound of warning spread throughout Mengji Mountain. It seemed that some kind of restriction was triggered when leaving the mountain gate. At this time, the two of them were only more than a hundred miles apart from the Wuliang Sect.
"Whoosh whoosh..."
The rapid sound of breaking through the air resounded, and figures with powerful auras flew out from Mengji Mountain. Elder Sun was the fastest, and his loud shouts echoed for dozens of miles around.
"A bold maniac who stole the Wuliang Sect's dragon crystal and still wants to escape!"