"Senior Sister Bai, the two elders of Jianzong are here today," Lin Mengyao thought for a moment, and said, "Other schools may also visit in the near future. I am afraid that closing the mountain will not work. Can anyone steal the magic weapon be found?"
Bai Ruobing lightly shook his head, "Not yet, let's not hide it from the younger sister. Now that the magical soldier has been stolen, there has been no clue to the evil person. The master is very annoyed. The slave can't share the worries for the master, let alone find the magical soldier. It is really sad."
She held her heart in one hand, worried and blamed. She didn't know what to do to look good. Lin Mengyao was almost in a trance, barely cheering up, the fairy power wandered through the sky in the body, but she couldn't concentrate.
Li Heng held Fu Lin Mengyao's arm without a trace, and the power of pure sun poured into her body to circulate several times, helping her to refresh her mind, and said slowly: "I can't find anyone now, will I leave here long ago? Up?"
Bai Ruobing looked at him intently, "Brother, why did you say this?"
"Isn't this obvious?" Li Heng asked rhetorically.
The matter of the theft was discovered by disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect that other disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect had no idea what the gods were in the Yin-Yang Sect. Even if someone had a bad heart, it was impossible to hide their whereabouts after the mountain was closed for nine days.
However, the Yin and Yang gates always block the mountain gates, without saying anything else, which inevitably makes people think about it.
Bai Ruobing said sadly: "Senior brother is suspicious of the Nujia? The Yin-Yang Gate lost the magic weapon, and he had no choice but to aggrieved the brother to stay here for a few days. If the brother is really unwilling to stay here, then the Nujia will report to Master tomorrow."
"You don't need tomorrow, just today." Li Heng waved his hand and urged.
Bai Ruobing was speechless. At the time of the stalemate, a loud noise suddenly came from the gate, and a sword light ran across the sky and hit the guardian formation.
The Shoushan disciple rushed over and learned that Bai Ruobing was here, and immediately rushed into the hospital.
"What happened?" Bai Ruobing asked calmly.
"Master sister, someone broke the formation outside." Shoushan disciple replied breathlessly.
"... The slave family retires." Bai Ruobing raised her eyes and looked far away. There was indeed a noise at the gate of the mountain. She took a deep look at Li Heng, seemingly reluctant, and turned away.
"..." Lin Mengyao walked slowly to Li Heng's side, with a complicated expression and said nothing.
The little saint was tired of the swing, and kept digging under the sycamore tree, revealing the huge roots and entwined branches. He seemed to be interested in the roots, digging deeper and deeper, and gradually even his tiny figure disappeared. In the pit.
"The more I think about it, the more I feel that something is wrong," Lin Mengyao looked in the direction of the mountain gate, "Should we leave now?"
"Well, there's going to be a fight over there." Li Heng raised his eyebrows and said inexplicably.
Lin Mengyao moved slightly, the movement in the direction of the mountain gate did increase, and the sword light in the sky became more and more fierce.
Li Chu couldn't believe it, and lost his voice: "Really can't restore the cultivation base? How can this be?"
The third elder shook his head and said: "All the meridians in his body are damaged. Now he can walk freely. It is a miracle. If you want to restore the cultivation base, you must have the Ninth-Rank Immortal Medicine, but the sect now only has one pill.
Li Zicheng was already awake, and listened stupidly, motionless, Li Chu looked at him, not knowing how to relieve him.
"Unless..." The third elder said hesitantly after turning around.
"Is there any way?" Li Chu looked at him.
"He is in such a serious condition. Now that he can walk, he must have taken immortal medicine," the third elder's eyes floated out of the window. "You have also heard that Bai Ruobing said just now, the saint son of Luoxia Holy Land."
"Luoxia Holy Land?" Li Chu suddenly, yes, Bai Ruobing mentioned the saint son of Luxia Holy Land several times. At first he didn't care about it, but now that he wants to come, this saint child may be the key to the matter.
Li Zicheng's pupils trembled, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, his hands clenched into fists.
The third elder thought for a moment, and said: "I will meet the saint son of the Falling Clouds Holy Land. If he really has the elixir in his hand, he will naturally do it at any cost."
"Yes, yes." Li Chu echoed.
The three elders walked out with their hands on them, and just walked out of the door, their feet paused slightly, "Refining God Sect?"