Wenqing Yuanzu said in surprise: "Is the mist poisonous?"
"Oh, fellow Taoist Wen, don't you know? This is unlucky. They don't know, and they will definitely suffer!"
Chen Lingzi received the notice from Lord Lu Han and rushed over. He stopped their conversation and immediately interrupted:
"Fellow Daoist Wen Qing, don't be too panicked. It's not very toxic. It won't kill anyone, but it will only affect some cultivation. When they come out, you can let them rest for a few hundred years and they'll be fine. "
This sounds like worry, but underneath, there is no trace of hypocrisy, and even some schadenfreude.
After hundreds of years of cultivation, you will definitely not make any progress. Then you will regret it no matter how much you cry!
"Yeah, as long as we can come out safely."
"It doesn't matter even if you get lost. There are demon cultivators here. Maybe they are hiding inside and they won't be in danger yet..."
Wenqing Yuanzu listened to their strange words, but he didn't get angry or angry. He even listened with a smile in his eyes and said: "What you fellow Taoists said makes sense."
Her reaction was somewhat beyond everyone's expectations. Chen Lingzi squinted his eyes and looked at her, wondering suspiciously, could it be that Wen Qing Yuanzu was too anxious and had his brain damaged
How else to explain...
"Although you say it's not very toxic, it still has some effects, right? It's better to let them know about it."
She stroked her sleeves and slowly raised her wrist, revealing a black gold bracelet.
She pointed her finger upwards, and suddenly, a ray of light shot out from the bracelet and fell on a white jade wall in the center of the hall. There was a faint human figure, and then it gradually became clear, and it turned out to be an image!
"Why do you want them to know that you can inform them? Fellow Taoist Wenqing, I know that you are worried that they are anxious, but you can't be so whimsical. You should just look away..."
Chen Lingzi's false voice of comfort gradually became lower in the increasingly clear images until it got stuck.
No one could care about his sudden voice, because everyone's attention was attracted by the mirror image!
That turned out to be—
The projection of Sanxiu City disciples in the secret realm? !
It was a girl in green clothes who was jumping around. She looked very cute. Her cultivation level was no more than foundation building, but she carried a lot of magic weapons with her. She was obviously a weapon cultivator.
There was a chaotic mist all around her, and she couldn't see the direction at all, but she seemed to be reminded of the direction, calmly and straightly heading somewhere, bending down from time to time to collect spiritual herbs on the ground.
The girl's face was covered with a strange-looking mask, hanging on both sides of her ears, covering her nose and mouth, and just filtering the air she breathed.
Yugangzi's eyes widened and he lost his voice in shock: "Fellow Daoist Wenqing, this is - is this the situation in the secret realm? How can you have the projection in the secret realm? Can you let me see the disciples in my sect? !”
Wenqing Yuanzu smiled enigmatically: "If you are not a member of the city, you won't be able to see it."
She avoided talking about the method, but she did not cover the bracelet. Everyone only saw her fidgeting with something, and the girl's wrist in the mirror also lit up.
The girl stopped, raised her hands and lowered her head to lift up her sleeves, and everyone discovered that she was wearing a black gold bracelet on her wrist that was exactly the same as Wen Qing Yuanzu's.
The girl said cheerfully: "Yuanzu! What's the matter? Did something happen?"
That voice came from Wenqing Yuanzu's bracelet!