Ling Yunhe suddenly appeared above the wreckage of the spacecraft, which immediately attracted the attention of all the monks in the hall.

Among the members of Jiuyan Sect, Yuan Mu Zhenren's eyes were particularly sharp.

Ling Yunhe walked straight to him, knelt down with his clothes, without saying a word.

After a long time, Yuan Mu Zhenren finally snorted: "What, aren't you going to advance and retreat with them? Could it be that they kicked you back?"

"No," Ling Yunhe looked calm, "I am a disciple of Jiuyan Sect, and I should advance and retreat with all my senior brothers and sisters."

Yuan Mu Zhenren was furious and said sarcastically: "Go forward and retreat with us? Didn't you just say you didn't listen to me?"

"I'm sorry, Master."

"I'm sorry, you'll be done with a word of sorry?" Yuan Mu Zhenren wanted to slap him to death, "Look at what you did? Ah? Even though he knew there was news about Xuanwu, he didn't tell the sect, and he was still walking with the sect's enemies! At the critical moment, you still stood on their side and helped them get out! After you did this, just say sorry?"

Ling Yunhe said calmly: "Master, it's not that I have news about Xuanwu, but that they took me to find Xuanwu."

Yuan Mu Zhenren was stunned: "What?"

Ling Yunhe continued: "Among them, Mo, Yang and Nie, three fellow Taoists, were helping me back then. A month ago, I met fellow Taoists in Beihai and were entrusted to send a message to Tianji. They took me to find Xuanwu and promised that if Xuanwu recognized me as the master, they would help me get Xuanwu."

Yuan Mu Zhenren stopped his anger and asked, "What's the result?"

"They kept their promises," said Ling Yunhe, "the disciples got the breath of Xuanwu."

Yuan Mu Zhenren stopped talking and only looked at him steadily. The Nascent Soul monks around him suddenly became greedy when they heard this sentence.

When these eyes turned from greed to danger and were ready to move, Yuan Mu Zhenren raised his head, and the pressure of Yuanhou monk suddenly emanated, firmly holding on to these people's footsteps.

"Everyone, it's already settled for the treasures, so don't cause trouble again!" Yuan Muzhen said word by word, with sharp eyes, "What's more, we are in siege, so whether we can go out is still a matter of whether we can go out!"

As soon as he said this, the monks hesitated. Yes, no matter how important the treasure is, it is as important as himself? If you are trapped here and you cannot escape, what if there are many treasures?

Yuan Mu's tone slowed down and said, "Friends of Taoism, Yueying Ma Laolu and others have been sinister in their hearts and are trying to trap us here. We should work together. If there is another dispute, how can we break through the siege?" He paused and added, "If we are safely out of trouble, Jiu Yanzong will give it his own thanks."

It was both intimidation and inducement. Yuan Mu Zhenren finally comforted these people, and then cast a soundproof barrier around the people of Jiuyan Sect, staring at Ling Yunhe fiercely: "Get up, I'll settle the score with you later!"

"Thank you, Master." Ling Yunhe stood up and sat down next to the bearded monk.

"What's wrong with you suddenly disappearing?" Yuan Mu Zhenren asked slowly, "You suddenly appear again, can they also appear suddenly?"

Ling Yunhe hesitated for a moment and said, "Master Yuanmu, they will help me with Xuanwu no matter how much they say, this..."

His attitude made Yuan Mu Zhenren angry again, but this time he controlled himself and quickly returned to peace: "Forget it, you kid is just such a stubborn temper. Just say whether they threaten us or not is enough."

Ling Yunhe quickly answered this question: "Please rest assured, I can guarantee this."

Yuan Mu Zhenren looked at him calmly for a while, and finally sighed in compromise: "Okay, I will believe you once!"

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Be sure Ling Yunhe is fine, Mo Tiange closed the small mirror in his hand. This mirror is an ordinary magic weapon. As her cultivation deepens, her manipulation of the Xutian Realm becomes more and more casual, showing the scenes outside the Xutian Realm in the mirror, just doing it casually.

"Fellow Daoist Ling is fine, we don't have to worry about him." Mo Tiange said, "Since you have decided to wait, you can do whatever you want, just don't tear me off."

Seeing that her face was exhausted and she wanted to see her off, the three of them stood up.

Nie Wushang said: "You have a good rest."

Yang Chengji only bowed.

Jing Xingzhi smiled and said, "I want to drive us away so quickly. Is it so bad these days?"

How could they not hear what Jing Xingzhi meant? Qin Xi was indifferent, and Mo Tiange glared at him fiercely: "Let's say kick you out!"

Jing Xingzhi closed his mouth, and the thief went out with a smile, and helped them take the door with them considerately.

"I'm so tired." Mo Tiange stood up with ease, pushed open the adjacent lounge, fell head-on on the bed, and then rolled up, burying himself.

Qin Xi followed behind, and it was funny to see that she was taken out of it and lay down, and he also lay down.

The two of them didn't say anything for a while, just lay quietly. Since entering Wuyou Valley, they have been fighting these days, without stopping.

I don’t know how long it took, Mo Tiange suddenly said, “How long do we have to wait?”

Qin Xi didn't open his eyes: "Are you anxious?"

"No." After denying it, Mo Tiange turned around and touched his face, "I won't stay here for decades, right? Then you will get old."

Qin Xi opened his eyes and put them on: "Am I old?"

...

Mo Tiange retreated.

When they recovered, the scenery outside stopped. Nie Wushang and Yang Chengji had already built a large-scale construction, cut down most of her bamboo forests and built a large row of bamboo houses.

When Mo Tiange saw it, he felt so distressed that he was bleeding. She had cut half of these bamboo forests in the bamboo house, but later she was tested by Feifei and cut another piece of white tiger. Now they have been cut half of them, leaving only half a circle of outer circles. This is not an ordinary bamboo, its texture is so hard that it is enough to refine magic weapons.

"You are so rude!" She gritted her teeth. Build so many houses, do you want to take root here?

Jing Xingzhi said shamelessly: "You said it's casual!"

Nie Wushang smiled with a pursed lips: "It doesn't matter. This guy insists on building a cave for each of us, such as training room, lounge, collection room, alchemy room...all of which are needed."

Mo Tiange's forehead was twitching, and he was in the suite!

Qin Xi raised his eyebrows and looked at Jing Xingzhi with a slant: "Do you want to live for a long time?"

"Don't be so stingy!" Jing Xingzhi put on his shoulder, "It's okay to live with my fiancée in the future!"

Nie Wushang nodded seriously: "You are right, it will be convenient for you to get in the door in the future."

Jing Xingzhi turned his head and bared at her: "Thank you so much, I think so thoughtful for me!"

"Must!" Nie Wushang was not polite, "Thinking of you calling me a voice uncle in the future, I feel that I should be more loving to you."

"..." Jing Xingzhi discovered a problem. He seemed to have taken advantage of Qin Shoujing's future daughter, but it seemed to have made him shorter for a lifetime...

"Idiot!" He glanced at him coldly, and Yang Chengji went into the house to practice on his own.

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In the Xuanwu Temple, the monks reached a preliminary cooperation agreement under the leadership of Yuanmu Zhenren that day. All monks trapped in the Temple of Sacrifice will temporarily put aside their grudges and work together until they get out of trouble.

After a few days of rest, they divided into teams according to their closeness and distance to test the reality of Gui Cultivation. Twenty of them remained behind, and the others attacked and plundered. The members of each team cooperated closely, not seeking strong attacks, but seeking persistence.

After such arrangements, the monks put aside their prejudices and went out to worship the temple to test the strength of the ghost cultivator.

The result was not good. These ghost cultivators were not conscious. They were not very strong in terms of being single, but they seemed to have the instinct to fight. As soon as they discovered their popularity, they rushed up in a swarm. More than 50 of them pulled out all of them, and they had to fight against two. Moreover, they had strange death auras on them. These death auras were different from those on ordinary ghost cultivators. They had extremely strong corrosion abilities. Once they were infected, it was difficult to force them out.

The first test was that twenty people were surrounded, and one person finally fell, seriously corroding two people and slightly corroding seven or eight people.

For the Nascent Soul monks, this was already a terrible casualty. This made everyone's face cold and the atmosphere was heavy.

It took three days for all the injured who were slightly corroded to force them out of death. The two who were seriously corroded saved their lives, but lost their combat ability.

The next test was more careful. Yuan Mu Zhenren even went out in person, leaving only ten people to take care of him. All the others went out and tried to join him as much as possible, not to contact the ghost cultivator directly to avoid the erosion of the dead energy.

With a targeted plan, many people no longer reserved to take out some magic weapons to restrain ghost cultivators. This time the test was very successful, and even killed seven or eight ghost cultivators, most of them were only slightly injured.

This great victory inspired the monks, and they finally had a little confidence in breaking out of the siege.

There were many injured people, and this time they took ten days to take action before taking action again. The monks arranged a series of measures in a targeted manner, leaving only a few people in the temple, but they still returned with great victory and killed five ghost cultivators. However, the luck was that two or three seriously injured this time, and more were slightly injured.

Ling Yunhe was puzzled: "With experience, why are there more injured people?"

Yuan Mu Zhenren thought for a long time and sighed: "We have overlooked an important issue."

"What?"

"Resources." Yuan Mu Zhenren said, "The ghost energy of these ghost cultivators is hard to defend against. They are corroded slightly more severely. It is not feasible to rely on their own cultivation. They have to use pills, and pills are limited..." He said it tactfully. The fact is that after more than 20 years of consumption, the elixirs in the Nascent Soul stage have been much more expensive, and each of them has not much spare, which directly affects their recovery speed. If the ghost energy is not clean, they will be put into battle, their strength will be affected, and of course there will be more injured people.

"What should I do?" Ling Yunhe pondered, "Leave more time to rest?"

Yuan Mu Zhenren, and other temporary leaders elected, thought for a day, and finally decided to adopt Ling Yunhe's opinion: extend the rest time, try to force out the ghost energy as completely, and after regaining his strength, then go out to sacrifice to the temple to fight.

If they deliberately slow down, it took them half a year to kill most of the ghost cultivators. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian() to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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