But he couldn't just ignore it.
"It's said that the cultivators who witnessed the Fourth Palace Master's battle with the Lower Realm recounted that the spatial loophole that was opened at that time exuded a monstrous aura of resentment and bloody evil, so thick that it made people feel cold all over. Furthermore, some cultivators vaguely saw a pair of blood-red eyes. They all suspected... that it was the manifestation of a vengeful spirit..."
But what kind of vengeful spirit could hurt the Fourth Palace Master?
Even if there are many rules and the backlash of heaven.
"Now, the Fourth Palace Master is imprisoned. In order to redeem him, the other Palace Masters of the Holy King Palace have even offered temptations that even the Immortal Realm cannot resist. What do you think..."
Xue Yuanzhao glanced at Cong Bang who was frowning.
"Are you trying to say that you suspect the Holy King Palace is behind this?"
Congbang did not hide it and nodded.
Forgive him for not being able to trust the people in the Holy King Palace.
Those guys have done a lot over the years. If he says he trusts them, he must be crazy.
"But my suspicion alone is clearly not enough. Accepting the benefits from the Holy King Palace is already the final decision of the Immortal Alliance..."
The sound from Bang is a bit hard.
He really doesn't understand many things.
He has been in the fairyland for these years and even became the manager of a realm in the Southern Fairyland, but he seems to be getting more and more confused.
In the past, he practiced to ascend to the fairyland and become an immortal. This seemed to be what all cultivators hoped for.
However, after ascending to immortality and entering the fairyland that everyone in the Lower Realm longed for, he gradually discovered that the fairyland was very different from what he had believed in...
Here, there are still conflicts of interest from the lower realm, there are still so-called factions, and there are still many intrigues...
Immortals also have their own three calamities of decline.
Then the cultivators in the immortal world began to set the goal of becoming a saint and attack towards becoming a saint. From then on, they would live as long as the heaven, blending into the heaven and earth yet being unique among them.
He also thought that only when one reaches the level of a saint can one completely let go of everything and become a true immortal.
However, no one has answered him so far, because in the current immortal world, there is no true saint...
Seeing his old friend's somewhat ugly face, Xue Yuanzhao patted him on the shoulder.
"If that's the case, why bother thinking so much?"
Bang exhaled, how could he not think so much.
The longer he stayed in the fairyland, the more he understood how strict the hierarchy of the fairyland was, which was even more strict than the countless realms in the lower realm!
I also understood the difficulties faced by the ascending monks in the lower realm in ascending to heaven and the difficulties faced in finding a place to settle down in the fairy world!
He had seen many cultivators who were full of confidence when they just ascended to the immortal world, but were now mediocre in the immortal world and had to bow to reality in order to survive.
Those people were once the pride of a realm, powerful beings there, but after coming to the Immortal Realm, some became independent cultivators, some became disciples of other forces, and some even worked as waiters in various immortal pavilions...
Few can climb to great heights and live long.
Even though he knew that no matter where they went, as long as there were monks, they would inevitably be eliminated if they wanted to climb up.
But he still couldn't help wanting to do something more...
I've hit many walls over the years.
Seeing that his old friend was still frowning, Xue Yuanzhao took a sip of wine.
Still comforted.
"But don't worry. Although the Holy King Palace has one-third of the control over this Fallen God Realm, and although it is also a small realm, the laws of heaven within it are not something that anyone can interfere with. Even a Daluo Jinxian... or a Half-Saint, would have to think carefully!"
Ever since the Fallen God Realm appeared, countless immortals have studied it, and those semi-saints are naturally among them.
But in the end, no one could figure it out.
After all, although that small world is small, and the highest level of cultivation is suppressed to the Fusion Stage, the laws of heaven within it seem to be even more perfect than some of the laws of the Immortal Realm...
Therefore, the ancient beast crystals inside are more popular among immortals.
Congbang sighed and lay down as well.
"I hope so..."
In Lingdao Sect, Shen Qingyi couldn't help but smile as he watched his master take care of everything.
"Master, where did you get that minced meat Ganoderma? And you even refined it into my image?"
The aura was so strong that even she herself could hardly distinguish it. It was much more powerful than her illusion.
She Zijiang touched Shen Qingyi's head.
"I've thought of this a long time ago. That minced meat and Ganoderma lucidum was something I accidentally found in a secret realm. Now it can be used to refine a substitute puppet for you. You only need to place a trace of your spiritual consciousness on it, and even a cultivator who is transcending tribulation will find it difficult to tell whether it is real or fake!"
This is true. As one of the spiritual treasures of heaven and earth, the effect of minced meat Ganoderma lucidum is not comparable to that of ordinary spiritual plants.
Whether it is used as a spiritual medicine or as a material for refining equipment.
"Master, won't you think it's a waste if it's just like this? This is a divine treasure from heaven and earth! If Uncle Chi Yu knew about it..."
She Zijiang tapped Shen Qingyi gently.
"Do you still want to go out and play?"
“Think about it!”
She Zijiang's mouth corners slightly raised.
It was certainly not easy to obtain the minced meat and Ganoderma lucidum. That secret realm was extremely dangerous, and he almost died there that time.
But the moment he got it, this was the moment he thought about.
The invisible courage of my disciple is too strong. She is still so young. Compared with her, what is Ganoderma lucidum?
Taking Shen Qingyi with them, the two disguised themselves as a pair of casual cultivators, a master and a disciple, and boarded an ordinary spirit boat.
A gentle breeze brushed against his face, and white clouds passed through his fingers as Shen Qingyi lay comfortably on the spirit boat.
This scene reminded her of the first time she came back from going out.
Thinking of that outing, Shen Qingyi released A Rong from the space.
A Rong was still asleep in the space. She had just come out and hadn't reacted yet. She subconsciously nuzzled in Shen Qingyi's arms.
Seeing A Rong, She Zijiang was slightly surprised.
"This is?"
Now A'Rong has grown a lot. Even if he has deliberately shrunk his body, he is still as big as an adult fox. Moreover, his food is very good and he looks quite plump.
The smaller version of A'Rong looks rounder, and in Shen Qingyi's arms, she is like a ball.
If you don't look carefully, you can't see its retracted head and wings.
I touched Arong’s little head.
A'Rong narrowed his eyes and gurgled twice in enjoyment.
"Its name is A Rong. It's my contracted demon beast and also my partner. Master, do you remember the little gray egg I bought from the stall? It's this one."
After hearing what Shen Qingyi said, She Zijiang looked at A Rong in her arms seriously, and was even more surprised.
He later learned that Shen Qingyi had a monster, a descendant of a six-headed water bird. However, he did not react immediately after seeing A Rong's current appearance, or it was because of the aura on A Rong's body at this moment.
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