Chapter 130 Lingxiao Palace and Bailao Mountain (Modified)
Huali fell on the shore and was pushed back by Fu Qi's strong force for several steps before she could stabilize her body.
Looking at the figure that had already flown away, Hua Li gritted her teeth secretly. This brat is really not big or small, and now he actually dares to fight with her, a senior sister!
But soon I became worried again.
This Lingxiao Palace has always kept aloof from the world. Rather than saying that they are indifferent, it is better to say that they are indifferent. They have never interfered in matters that have nothing to do with them, and they will never help.
Cultivators in the Mingguang Realm all know that if you encounter something that requires you to deal with Lingxiao Palace, it is basically out of the question unless you can get the conditions that interest them.
Huali looked at the Lingxiao Palace, which was surrounded by rosy clouds in the center of the lake, and did not follow him.
Lingxiao Palace has rules and only accepts visits from lone travelers.
If two people arrive at the same time, they will be attacked by the protective formation before they get close, and in most cases they will be strangled on the spot.
On the lake, Fu Qi's figure became smaller and smaller, and Hua Li watched as he entered a maze.
That is a must-go formation for visiting Lingxiao Palace. Only those who can come out safely are eligible to visit.
Hua Li looked at the light gray mist rising in front of Lingxiao Palace and couldn't help clenching her fists. Even though she believed in the formation skills of the sixth junior brother, she still couldn't help but worry at this time. She didn't know what the sect had given her this time.
Can the conditions impress everyone in Lingxiao Palace?
If not, then Master... Thinking of the possible consequences, Hua Li's heart tightened, and she began to think about the possibility of escaping unharmed after stealing.
After thinking about it in her mind, Hua Li shook her head in frustration. If it were another sect, she could still give it a try, but there were too many unknowns in Lingxiao Palace, and she really had no idea.
When her eyes touched the gray wall of fog in the distance, Hua Li couldn't help but worry about her three classmates who were far away in Bailao Mountain.
She sighed faintly: "I don't know if Third Senior Sister and the others are going well."
Bailaoshan.
Jiu Ze holds a long branch in his hand and writes and draws while facing the chain formation at the foot of the mountain.
A piece of soil was temporarily leveled out at his feet, and it was filled with formulas.
"What are you doing?" Rong Miao came over and frowned at the messy things on the ground. He tilted his head and looked at it for a few times, but he didn't see anything interesting.
"I'm trying to deduce the solution to this formation." Jiuze said without looking back.
Rong Miao's brows tightened, "Didn't you just say that in this formation, the trap is in the trap, the trap is in the trap, and a single move can change the whole situation?"
Jiu Ze hummed and answered a little absent-mindedly: "But I think that as long as any formation can be done, it can be solved, as long as the right thread is found."
Rong Miao looked patiently for a while, then waved his sleeves and walked a few steps to the side.
Qi Xiuhan was not far from Jiuze, facing the large formation at the foot of the mountain and the looming clouds in the sky. He sat cross-legged on the ground, counting with his fingers, and constantly changing the position of Yuzi on the Luoshu map in front of him.
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Rong Miao can understand this operation. Not only can he understand it, he has also practiced it for many years. However, no matter how long he has learned it or how many times he has practiced it, Rong Miao still finds it difficult to improve. After a few glances, he feels it is boring.
It was left to these two to break the formation. Rong Miao looked at the setting sun and began to be alert.
As the saying goes, Bailao Mountain is full of ghosts who cannot control the air or fly.
This latter sentence refers to these uninvited "outsiders."
Under the constraints of the formation, any person who has reached this level cannot use flying magic weapons or fly in the air.
Only advanced body skills such as shrinking to an inch or teleporting can be performed here as usual.
Therefore, Bailao Mountain is relatively safe during the day, but when the sun goes down, it is not so friendly to cultivators like them.
As soon as the sky light dissipates, all the spiritual practitioners gathered in Bailao Mountain will come out, swallowing the moonlight frost essence, purifying their own ghost energy, and improving their purity as "spirits".
For the spiritual cultivation of Bailaoshan, the higher the purity of the "spirit", the higher the cultivation level.
Most of the spiritual practitioners here are ghosts who drifted here by chance. These ghosts were either mortals, practitioners, or monsters during their lifetimes.
The dead souls always carry some ghost energy, so the daily practice of these spiritual practitioners is to purify and purify.
Therefore, even if a human cultivator dies in Bai Lao Mountain, a large amount of spiritual energy will be fed back to the Bai Lao Mountain area, and the spiritual cultivators of Bai Lao Mountain will not kill easily.
But those who were strangled by the formation did not count.
Normally, every night, the spiritual cultivators would skillfully drive the cultivators stranded in the mountains into the formation.
Therefore, this series of formations in Bailao Mountain is not only a protection for spiritual practitioners here, but also a nightmare for outsiders.
On Huaqing Peak, Xiao Qin lowered his hand and reported to Yong Ping: "Fourth Senior Uncle, several junior brothers and sisters have arrived at Bailao Mountain and Lingxiao Palace, and they will definitely do their best to retrieve Mai Xinzhi and Qianxinlian."
Although Xiao Qin was sure, there was uncontrollable worry in his lowered eyes.
Two days ago, the master was urged to leave seclusion by the head. After the diagnosis and treatment, Senior Zhuo discovered that the master was not a simple loss this time, but had already damaged his foundation. If he let it go, his entire cultivation would be wiped out in a hundred years.
After the master retreated and adjusted his breathing, several junior brothers and sisters went out overnight to find the most critical medicinal materials needed to treat the master.
The unique Maixinzhi in Bailao Mountain, and the only remaining Thousand Heart Lotus in the Lingxiao Palace.
Neither is easy to get.
"I have asked the ear disciples of the sect to pay attention to see if there are any other Thousand Heart Lotuses besides Lingxiao Palace. On the Bailao Mountain side, Tianmu gave them a Luoshu atlas, and I also asked Rong Miao to lead it.
Wearing protective towers and spiritual umbrellas should keep them safe."
Despite such persuasion, Yong Ping himself did not feel relieved. If Feihua Pavilion and other people who had set foot in Qingxu Valley had not come to the door recently, several of their elders would not be able to get away, Tianmu, her and Yaofeng.
, I originally planned to go there myself.
Yong Ping frowned and looked in the direction of the Presbyterian Hall.
I don’t know why there is so much commotion there.
Thinking of the scene in the presbytery hall yesterday, Yong Ping couldn't help but raise his hand and subconsciously touched the center of his eyebrows.
There is really no justice in things in this world.
Yong Ping thought this, and gave Xiao Qin some instructions before turning around. There was a thin mist rising under his feet. This was the magic weapon refined by Yong Ping.
The blue-grey clouds dragged Yong Ping towards the Presbyterian Hall.
Xiao Qin watched Yong Ping leave, and felt that the retreating figure of the fourth elder, who had always been calm and dignified, looked heavy.