However, Su Li floated to the ground and glanced around with a dull gaze. At the entrance of the huge secret realm, thousands of monks who had obtained the qualifications to enter were waiting here. Most of the monks came in groups of three or five, and there were constant whispers.
Glancing at Fan Zisang, Yue Lin and others who were not far away from her, Su Li fell silent and continued to wait. She was at the outermost edge of the entire platform, and the closer to the gate of the secret realm, the higher the status of the monks. .
At this moment, a slightly abrupt sound came into her ears.
"Look! The young man closest to the secret realm gate is Bei Xiaoliang!"
Following this low cry, everyone around them followed their gazes, and then a louder discussion began.
"It's really him, the Yuxu Sect who has the most potential to become the true disciple of the Holy Son!"
"Yes, he has only been cultivating for six hundred years, so he can naturally enter the Broken Spirit Secret Realm!"
"This evildoer, I heard that with his peak foundation-building cultivation, he was able to escape from the hands of the Jindan Ancestor. Who among his peers is still his opponent?"
"I'm afraid only Chen Xianghan of the Zihan Sect can fight against him."
"It's a pity that Chen Xianghan has been cultivating for more than a thousand years and cannot enter the secret realm. It is still inferior to Bei Xiaoliang..."
The discussion grew louder and soon reached Bei Xiaoliang's location.
"Senior brother, listen, they are all talking about you!"
The other true disciples of Yuxu Sect looked at Bei Xiaoliang with admiration in their eyes. Some of them may be older than Bei Xiaoliang, but in the world of cultivation, the strong are respected. Bei Xiaoliang was as powerful as a monster, so he was naturally influenced by all Yuxu Liang. The respect of Zongzhen disciples.
Bei Xiaoliang looked at the gate of the secret realm, his expression unwavering, as if the surrounding discussions had not affected him at all.
"The Secret Realm of Broken Spirits is about to be opened. Don't be impatient and follow what others say."
When his voice came out, all the disciples of Yuxu Sect from different peaks responded respectfully and calmed down together.
Seeing this scene, Su Li's eyes showed a hint of tenderness. She was once like Bei Xiaoliang, in a position of admiration by thousands of people, and was loved by all Yuxu Sect disciples.
"Bei Xiaoliang, I wonder if you are my master's disciple..."
Su Li was thoughtful. Counting the time she entered the Samsara Mirror, she had already passed away in the world of cultivation for more than 1,200 years. Beixiao Liang was only over 600 years old, and all the other disciples were no more than 800 years old. Naturally, she did not recognize him. of.
"That's all. It's impossible for me to return to Yuxu Sect in a short time. It's useless to think about it."
Withdrawing her gaze, Su Li fell silent.
But at this moment, Bei Xiaoliang frowned and turned to look in the direction of Su Li, but found nothing.
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Someone noticed Bei Xiaoliang's strange behavior and couldn't help but ask.
Bei Xiaoliang shook his head and returned to his original appearance, but there was a trace of doubt in his heart.
"Just now, who is looking at me?"
The competition among the big sects is fierce and cruel. He has encountered countless crises in his cultivation and has relied on his innate intuition to escape his life. Now that his intuition appears again, he cannot ignore it.
"Is there anyone among these people I need to pay attention to?"
Bei Xiaoliang was silent, but a slight expectation flashed in his eyes. He thought that this trip to the Broken Spirit Secret Realm would be as boring as last time, but now it seems that he may gain a lot.
At the same time, Yue Lin, who was also waiting in an area outside, took back the communication talisman in her hand. She couldn't hide the joy in her eyes and turned to look at
Towards where Su Li was, he sneered again and again.
"We've made contact! My bastard, just wait for me. The Broken Spirit Secret Realm will be your burial place!"
Time gradually passed, and one day was nothing to the monks. When the next day came, the last spiritual boat arrived, and all the five thousand monks selected from the entire Nine Provinces finally arrived.
As the last monk passed through the formation and landed on the platform, the gate of the secret realm immediately started to move. The bright ring around it slowly rotated, but after a few breaths, it turned into a phantom and could not be seen clearly.
The calm ripples turned into a vortex as they rotated, and there was a slight suction!
"The secret realm is opened!"
Before the monk who had been here more than once finished his words, Bei Xiaoliang rushed into it and disappeared. With him taking the lead, the other disciples of the sect rushed in one after another without hesitation. The number of monks on the platform quickly decreased, and soon everyone took turns. Arrived outside repairman.
"let's go!"
Yue Lin glanced at Su Li and led the three people from the Flower Sword Sect into it. Su Li still stood still. Seeing this, Fan Zisang could only take a step forward. Just when half of his body was submerged in the vortex and was about to disappear, Su Li suddenly Moved!
She stretched out her fingers and flicked it, and a transparent mark fell into the back of Fan Zisang's neck and disappeared into the vortex.
Sensing the location of a vague mark, Su Li felt slightly relieved. It was successful. The vortex wave could perfectly cover up the tracking mark she had planted.
After taking a look at the empty surroundings, Su Li dived into the whirlpool without hesitation.
after a short period of darkness
As soon as the scene changed, Su Li opened his eyes and found that he was in an empty and lonely wasteland, with not a single person in sight.
"Ji Tuyuan, how could you be teleported here?"
Su Li frowned, and without saying a word, she quickly identified the direction and sped away. Jitu was originally the most barren place in the entire Broken Spirit Secret Realm. There was basically no opportunity. It was far away from the gathering place where she wanted to go this time. Very far away.
Fortunately, the Broken Spirit Secret Realm had been open for a long time, a full two months. As long as she could get there and spend about seven days absorbing the spiritual energy, she could reach the twelfth level of Qi training. She would have enough time to make the journey.
Three days later, Su Li had just left the Jituyuan area when his heart suddenly moved, and the trace of the mark became extremely clear.
"Fan Zisang is not far from me. He will have long nights and many dreams. Let's neutralize the soul-eating Gu on him first."
In her mind, she slightly adjusted her direction and continued walking quickly.
At the same time, in the dark dense forest, Fan Zisang was leaning under a giant tree, and there was a pool of bright red on the ground. He wiped away the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at the three people standing in front of him with a gloomy face, "Do you really want to listen to Yue Lin's nonsense and kill each other? Are you going to kill me?"
The tall and thin young man who was leading him snorted coldly when he heard this: "Fan Zisang, stop pretending to be a ghost for me! You are just a slave of the Peak Master's uncle. You are not even a true disciple. How can you be considered to be in the same sect with me?"
"good!"
Another Blue and White Peak True Disciple stood up with a sneer on his face: "I have heard from Junior Sister Yue Lin that you, a lowly servant, just because of the Peak Master's uncle's love for you, overtly and covertly deducted Junior Sister's training resources, it's simply The crime is unforgivable! Even if you run away today, we will report to Uncle Master to punish you severely when we get out!"
Fan Zisang was silent. These few people were completely fascinated by Yue Lin. He would not listen to anything he said. So... why should he care about the old relationship anymore.
brush!
As soon as his mind moved, the flying sword was unsheathed and floated in front of him, its cold light flashing and pointing at the three of them in the distance.
The three members of the Huajian Sect immediately became angry, "How dare you take the initiative to draw your sword when facing us, you are seeking death!"
Fan Zisang's expression was cold, and there was no trace of sympathy on his face. Just as the four flying swords were about to collide, suddenly
boom! !
A terrifying spiritual pressure that made people's hearts tremble came down without warning. A ferocious human face suddenly appeared at the root of the giant tree Fan Zisang was leaning against. The hanging branches turned into sharp swords in the blink of an eye, penetrating through three parts. A bloody hole the size of a washbasin was left on the person's chest.
"help me… "
The young master's face was full of fear. He only said two words, and the light in his eyes quickly dimmed. He fell to the ground with no life left. The other two couldn't even leave a last word.
Ding! when!
The three flying swords fell to the ground and collided with each other, making two crisp sounds, which seemed even more terrifying in the quiet forest.
"what happened?!"
Fan Zisang's pupils shrank suddenly. He leaned against the giant tree and did not see the face, nor what exactly penetrated the three people's bodies.
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time. I'll leave first."
Tightening his mind, Fan Zisang had no time to care about the treasures on the bodies of the three people, so he escaped from here with his flying sword without saying a word.
Shortly after he left, the human face on the giant tree reappeared, but it no longer looked as ferocious as before. Instead, it had an indescribable calmness.
"Since it was your blood that woke me up, I will spare your life this time. These three corpses can help me recover a little, and my root system can continue to extend..."
A low muttering resounded in the void, and the ground where the corpse was located immediately made a weird "gurgling" sound, and then turned into a small green swamp, and the body sank into the ground, and returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye, leaving no trace.
A few hours later, Fan Zisang walked out of the side of the dense forest and looked at the endless green plain. He breathed a sigh of relief, with a trace of fear still in his eyes.
Although he didn't know why the secret presence didn't hurt him, the scene just now was definitely life-threatening and very dangerous.
"What kind of place is this? Unfortunately, the map of the secret realm controlled by our Huajian Sect only accounts for a small part. This place is obviously not included in the map description."
After taking a look at the dense forest behind him, Fan Zisang took a breath and hesitated for a moment to meditate on the spot to recover. However, he only fell into meditation for a moment before he suddenly woke up and his face looked ugly.
His recovery of energy slowed down.
After hesitating for a moment, Fan Zisang stretched out his right hand and found that the entire palm had turned dark, and something could be vaguely seen moving in it.
But as soon as there is an idea of forcing this thing out, the thing quickly turns silent and cannot be sensed.
"Boy, don't try to restore your true energy. We just started fighting with your three fellow disciples. The Soul-Eating Gu has fully awakened. At least 30% of the spiritual energy you have refined into your body has been devoured by the Soul-Eating Gu. If this continues, it will only speed up your death. speed."
Fan Zisang fell silent. He was chased by the three men all the way and could not think about his escape. Although he survived now. But... the true energy in the body is less than 10%. How can we continue in the Broken Spirit Secret Realm without recovering
Waiting to die? !
Fan Zisang suddenly laughed and said through a message: "Senior, although my cultivation is low, I don't want to wait for death in aggrieved manner, so let me have my way."
In the jade tablet, the old man sighed and was about to say something. Suddenly