"Huh? This is-"

The junior uncle who was chatting with his junior nephew suddenly felt a wave of spiritual power that seemed to be there but not at all.

Could this be the legendary divine consciousness?!

Can spiritual consciousness really be released? Can it also radiate to a certain range?!

The young master's uncle thought about something and suddenly thought of something. He asked Su Wenbo directly:

"Wenbo, let me ask you, when you met the master of Guiyuan Temple, the master did not show up, and he discovered you when you arrived at the mountain gate?"

Su Wenbo saw that his junior uncle asked the question seriously. Although he didn't understand why the other party asked, he still answered obediently: "Yes!"

Having said this, Su Wenbo couldn't help but think about it carefully.

"Uncle Junior, speaking of which, that expert is really amazing! It's as if she installed surveillance cameras in the forest. Even though she's not close by, she can still 'see' all this and deal with it from a distance!"

Su Wenbo admired him very much.

In his mind, the little junior sister seemed to be a fairy-like existence.

That’s why he said, “It’s as if there are surveillance cameras installed in the mountains and forests,” instead of directly suspecting that Guiyuan Temple installed surveillance cameras.

After all, this is a new era, and Taoism is also advancing with the times.

Not only those ancestors have learned how to send messages and take videos, but also some hidden sects have also used the most advanced electronic equipment.

Just like the Su family, their Taoist temple is equipped with a complete set of monitoring systems.

360 degrees with no blind spots, it's great for day and night shots... It's almost using technology to realize the legendary clairvoyance and ears!

However, in Guiyuan Temple, Su Wenbo personally experienced the scene of encountering the young master's aunt, but he subconsciously concluded——

This is the advanced cultivation of the young aunt, not some high-tech means!

With this determination in his heart, Su Wenbo became particularly firm when he spoke.

The junior uncle nodded slowly, "As expected!"

The cultivation of this young aunt has indeed reached the point where she can release her spiritual consciousness.

Then has she broken through the acquired realm and entered the innate realm?!

The levels of cultivation in Xuanmen are roughly divided into four levels: Huang, Xuan, Earth, and Heaven.

However, the young uncle learned from the ancestral handwriting that in fact, there are realms above the heaven level——

That is, innate, superior to innate!

If you break through the innate realm, you can officially step into the threshold of cultivation.

There is also a chance to become a real god.

In their Mai lineage, their ancestors had masters who had broken through to the innate realm.

Unfortunately, time has passed and the records left by our ancestors are incomplete.

Based on these handwritten notes and residual techniques, the young master created his own Wuji Jue.

He had a hunch that if he could continue to practice this set of exercises, he would be able to achieve, or even surpass, the achievements of his ancestors——

Enter the innate realm, truly embark on the path of cultivation, cut through the void, and become an immortal!

He Tiantian:......

You can indeed do it! But you entered the wrong channel!

This is not a world of immortality, but a supernatural novel.

Well!

Perhaps he was too lost in thought, and the young master uncle forgot to use his spiritual power to suppress the corpse poison.

The black mist swam around the young uncle's body like a horned dragon, with "black veins" all over his body.

The young uncle's soul was severely injured, and the pain that penetrated into the bone marrow almost forced the young uncle to scream.

Fortunately, the young master's uncle was extremely tenacious. At the critical moment, he forced himself to swallow back the pain.

But his figure was slightly swaying, and his face turned gray.

Su Wenbo couldn't see the black mist, but he could keenly detect the abnormality of his junior uncle.

He supported the little uncle and shouted anxiously: "Little uncle! What's wrong with you, little uncle?"

Could it be that Junior Master Uncle was really injured?

He lied to himself. In fact, when he was at the Southwest Ancient Tomb, the young uncle was severely injured by the flying zombie!

However, that kind of injury is not in the physical body, but deep into the soul?!

Su Wenbo was really not stupid. Based on these clues, he thought desperately.

It actually allowed him to restore most of the truth.

"It's okay! There's just something wrong with cultivation!"

The young martial uncle desperately ran a circle of Wuji Jue, and used his spiritual power to barely suppress the surging corpse poison.

Alas, corpse poison attacks are becoming more and more frequent.

The days he can be "sober" are getting shorter and shorter.

If he still can't find someone to save him, he will carry out that plan——

Fight back to the ancient tomb and die together with the flying zombie.

Even if he dies, he must solve the problem.

Otherwise, once Fei Zhan breaks through his seal, it will cause disaster for thousands of miles and kill tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people!

"Uncle Junior——"

Su Wenbo didn't believe what his junior uncle said at all.

He knew that the junior uncle must have been injured by that flying zombie.

And all this is because of him!

It's his fault, he's the one who has brought trouble to my junior uncle!

Su Wenbo's heart was filled with regret, self-blame, chagrin and other negative emotions.

"Snapped!"

The junior uncle lightly patted Su Wenbo on the forehead and said with a smile, "Don't think so wildly! I told you, it's my own problem and has nothing to do with you!"

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go visit that expert."

This is his last glimmer of hope.

If the little sister-in-law of Guiyuan Guan could not save himself, then he would really have no choice but to choose a better way to die.

"...Comrade police, walk slowly! Walk slowly!"

He Qingfeng politely sent several constipated-looking policemen out of the yard.

Police:...walk slowly?

They didn't dare to walk slowly, they had to leave this absurd place quickly.

They never want to experience this feeling of being speechless and choking again.

He Qingfeng stood at the entrance of the courtyard and watched several policemen hurry down the mountain.

Ahem, the mountain road is narrow and cars can't get there, so everyone can only walk.

However, although these police officers were on foot, they were not satisfied with the speed.

In less than a few minutes, the figures of several people disappeared into the forest.

He Qingfeng raised his hand and waved politely: "Slow down! See you again, oh no, never again!"

Demonic spirits and the like should be as rare as possible.

Although He Qingfeng no longer cheats, he still has a guilty conscience!

Reaching out to wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead, He Qingfeng turned around and prepared to continue today's work.

As soon as he turned around, he saw two young people appearing in front of him.

drink!

It almost startled him.

He Qingfeng exhaled with lingering fear, and put on his signature expert smile: "What do you two want?"

"My name is Xuan Mo, and I come from the lineage of Mai. This is my nephew Su Wenbo."

The young master didn't use polite words, but went straight to the point.

However, before the junior uncle could finish speaking, He Qingfeng's eyes lit up, as if he saw a big business owner, ah, no, it was a big customer.

"Are these two fellow Taoists here to buy spiritual talismans?"

He Qingfeng followed He Tiantian not only to practice, but also to learn some common knowledge about Xuanmen and the current status of Xuanmen from the young master aunt.

For example, famous Taoist and Buddhist sects such as Longhu Mountain and Fayuan Temple.
To be continued...