But Fang Qingyue looked sad and felt extremely desolate.
This means that he is likely to be trapped in the Immortal Mist Forest for the rest of his life.
Unless you become a sanctified, don't think about going out.
But there is nothing here except insects and barbarians. How can he become a saint? Moreover, the Immortal Mist Forest is full of dangers. Once the trump card is gradually consumed, the ordinary insect tide may be fatal.
"Senior Dark Hand, save me. I am your new Taoist protector. I also put in a lot of effort at that time." Fang Qingyue shouted hurriedly.
The black hand looked at Fang Qingyue, still silent, probably because he didn't know how to respond.
After a long time, he replied dullly: "There's no way."
Fang Qingyue's heart was completely cold.
It is useless to regret eating spiritual fruit at this time.
Senior Black Hand couldn't save himself, and he knew that he couldn't blame others for this. He was a down-and-out saint, so he had no ability to fight against the laws of the Immortal Mist Forest.
He looked at Lin Xi and the others like help: "Is it possible? You happen to know how to solve my current problem."
Lin Xi and the others looked at each other, but no one responded.
"Do you think we can have such skills?" Lin Xi asked back.
Fang Qingyue showed pain: "I think you have it, even Lu Dengxian recognized your methods, and you all have extraordinary origins and inheritance."
Lin Xi thought about it and it made sense, but then he said regretfully: "It's a pity that there is really nothing."
Fang Qingyue was desperate.
This means that he will become a prisoner in the Immortal Fog Forest in the future.
"We will leave first if we have nothing to do. Do I need any letters from home to bring you a copy?" Lin Xi asked.
Fang Qingyue shook his head dullly.
Practice for nearly a hundred years.
My parents have long passed away.
As a casual cultivator, he has no sect and truly friends who can make friends with him, and he doesn't care about these things at all, and he doesn't have those sustenances in his heart.
"That's so regretful." Lin Xi shook his head, then called everyone to leave.
Fang Qingyue looked at Lin Xi and the others leaving, feeling discouraged and looked at the sky, silently choking.
Why am I so unlucky?
Fortunately, I have obtained the inheritance of Lu Dengxian and studied the cultivation experience of this ancient monster, and maybe I can find a turning point.
He hurriedly immersed himself in his mind and began to study the inheritance he had just obtained.
Everyone left.
Only Jiang Xiaoxi waved his hand in a friendly manner.
The two sides had no friendship, and even had conflicts at the beginning. As for fighting side by side, it was purely due to the situation.
So when Lin Xi saw Fang Qingyue suffer, he actually didn't feel anything.
"I don't know how long he will be imprisoned." Shi Chongqing sighed.
Lin Xi smiled and said, "Shi Chong, your tone is becoming more and more like an old monk."
Shi Chong was slightly stunned and smiled honestly: "It is probably because he has seen too much Buddhist predecessors' discussions and practices, and he has subconsciously imitated it."
"If Xiao Bailong saw you like this, he would probably mock you."
Shi Chong thought for a while and nodded, "Yes."
With the little white dragon's personality, I'm afraid he will be teased by him every day as a bald donkey.
"I've heard the news about Xiao Bailong for a long time recently." Lin Xi said to himself: "I don't know where he got into trouble again."
His clone was practicing in the lower realm.
Although he did not hear of foreign affairs, Qingyun Sect would still pass on important information to him.
The literary world has been calm recently.
From the former strong and powerful stadium to the current dominance of Qingyun, there are naturally less fighting. In addition, all the old monsters have ascended, and the ascension has spread all over the world. It seems that all monks have become more diligent and serious. People
The competitive heart has become much less indifferent.
Fighting bravely is just a quick moment, so where can you be free and easy to ascend to the spiritual world?
Shi Chongxiao said, "I guess he is working hard in secret, and he definitely doesn't want to be thrown away by you. Maybe one day he will suddenly appear in front of us, and then show that he can ascend by practicing by himself, and laugh at us for taking shortcuts.
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"It's indeed his style of doing things. I just hope he won't cause trouble." Lin Xi said.
"I guess he can't cause trouble for us in the lower realm."
Lin Xi laughed: "Hahaha, it makes sense."
No one dares to provoke Qingyun Sect now. As for the hated little white dragon, it has become the top existence among the dragon clan. No matter how troubles arise, no one will be stupid enough to deal with him.
When you have enough strength, even causing trouble will become a very good memory.
Huo Dao Ren was injured and kept coughing: "Cough cough cough, can we go back soon?"
He needs a safe place to heal now.
"Oh, you can hold on first." Lin Xi and the others immediately seized the time to leave.
Although there are magical medicines to save lives, they still need to rest.
It can still damage the foundation after being delayed for a long time.
Just as everyone was about to leave completely, several powerful and terrifying auras suddenly appeared in the distance, and after a moment, powerful auras rushed over from all directions, at a very fast speed.
"What's going on!" Jiang Xiaoxi was surprised.
The Huo Dao Ren was slightly frightened: "Someone is ambushing us?"
Lin Xi's expression was condensed and he said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, it seems that there is not much murderous intention, just wait and see what happens."
In just a moment, hundreds of monks came to them.
There were actually thirteen semi-saint-level monks, and the rest were at least at the level of God Transformation, but they were clearly divided into at least seven different forces.
Everyone had no smile on their faces, they were extremely cold and solemn. It was obvious that they were not here to welcome Lin Xi and the others.
"I have seen you seniors." Lin Xi took a deep breath, as if he knew something, and lowered his posture very cleverly.
An arrogant and white-haired old man walked out of the crowd, his breath as thick as a mountain torrent, and his voice was like an ancient bell: "Which force are you a disciple?"
"The younger generation comes from the northern border." Lin Xi replied calmly.
Northern Xinjiang?
The old man with white hair frowned slightly.
Everyone was a little surprised.
It is not surprising that the forces in northern Xinjiang are involved in this matter.
But strangely, the forces in northern Xinjiang with insufficient foundation lack sufficient cognition and have no reason to be able to come out safely from the fairy fog forest.
Not to mention that the Immortal Mist Forest has been closed at this moment and the Avenue has returned to normal.
In other words, they were actually the only people who came out of the Immortal Misty Forest.
"Have you ever seen our disciples in You Pavilion?" The white-haired old man looked like a torch, as bright as the sun. Looking at him was like being exposed to the scorching sun.
Lin Xi shook his head: "Sorry, senior, I have never seen it before."
The white-haired old man stared at Lin Xi for a long time and sighed.
Because he didn't see any sign of Lin Xi lying.
In fact, Lin Xi has never seen anyone from Youge and has no intersection at all.
Since there was no lying, Lin Xi naturally had no psychological burden.
And the old man’s problems at this moment also make the identities of these people come out.
These people are all people from Zhongzhou who sent monks into the Immortal Mist Forest.