There are also many monks with extraordinary talents who have discovered that the root cause of the loss of spiritual power lies in the rain and fog in the secret realm.
These people choose to avoid rain and fog, and want to wait until the four-month deadline is up and the secret realm is opened before leaving.
There are also a very small number of more wise monks who have guessed that this secret realm is probably not a young secret realm, but an extremely dangerous old secret realm.
However, no matter which type of people they are, they have not found a way to get rid of the crisis.
For example, Qi Fengming has long discovered the weirdness of this secret realm and is sure that this secret realm is very dangerous.
He is also trying to get rid of the predicament at hand, but there is no way for the time being.
Gu Qingxi and the others are still moving forward according to Gu Beilei's guidance.
Finally, they stopped in a valley with a pleasant climate and beautiful scenery.
As soon as they entered the valley, Gu Qingxi put away the house and then laid a barrier, especially a soundproof barrier, with several overlapping arrangements.
Everyone understood that Gu Qingxi was afraid that their conversation would be captured by the consciousness of the secret realm.
"Here is the Hundred Flowers Valley." Feng Xiatian remembered the introduction in the jade slip given by Gu Qingxi and said the name of this place.
"Yes, but because what grows here are some of the most common wild flowers and weeds, which have no value, and the monks come to the secret realm for resources, so they generally don't waste time here." Lekong also spoke up.
"I didn't expect this to be the core of the secret realm." Yin Junrong squatted down and looked at the flowers and plants here. Although he was curious, he didn't dare to reach out to pick them. He was afraid that if he picked some flowers and plants, he would alarm the consciousness of the secret realm.
"Will the core move? Brother Nangong, I remember you said that the rivers and mountains in the secret realm will move, taking the opportunity to confuse the monks." Murong Yi frowned and asked a very critical question.
Nangong Jin was stunned. In fact, he didn't know either.
Because he didn't know about the core of the secret realm, and he didn't know that this was the core of the secret realm.
"No. Everything else can move, but the core can't." Gu Qingxi said with a firm tone.
This is also what Yafeng told her.
Yafeng suddenly said worriedly: "Master, if you use the water sword array to transmit the message, the secret realm will definitely know, and if all the cultivators rush here, the secret realm will definitely take measures. What should we do then?"
Gu Qingxi asked Nangong Jin: "Fellow Daoist Nangong, how long did it take from the time you entered the secret realm to the time you found that your spiritual power was lost and you had no power to resist?"
"More than two months, almost three months." Nangong Jin replied.
Gu Qingxi smiled slightly, with confidence in her eyes.
"And it's only been half a month since we entered the secret realm." Gu Qingxi said so.
"What do you mean?" Yin Junrong asked puzzledly with a confused look on his face.
Gu Qingxi explained slowly:
"This secret realm always corrodes the spiritual power of the monks before it starts to devour them.
This proves that its means are limited, at least it cannot fight the monks head-on.
Moreover, it takes time to corrode the spiritual power of the monks. This time, we noticed it very early, so we have enough time to prepare.
Even if it knows that we have noticed it, it also knows that we want to deal with it, but we may not be able to stop it.
Or it may have some means that we don't know about."
Murong Yi clenched his fists, his face calm, and said in a deep voice: "In short, we will always face it."
Gu Qingxi nodded.
Everyone also nodded heavily, with a firm look in their eyes.
"Then, I will start to call people now." Gu Qingxi smiled, then drew his sword and lifted the barrier.
Next, everyone present saw a stunning scene that they would never forget in their lives.
Gu Qingxi raised the Yafeng in his hand, pointed the sword to the sky, and scattered countless spiritual talismans with his left hand.
These talismans were flying around, as if they had life, and began to arrange in an orderly manner. Finally, they were stacked up and arranged vertically in a circle around the Yafeng Sword.
The next moment, the Yafeng Sword emitted a dazzling white light.
And Gu Qingxi's left hand also began to quickly make complicated hand gestures.
As Gu Qingxi's hand gestures changed, the stacked talismans gradually changed from being vertical to lying flat, and then spread out in groups of several.
The talismans were much thinner than before, all with Yafeng as the center.
Gu Qingxi closed his eyes, operated his spiritual power to the extreme, and then suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful spiritual power burst out.
The light emitted by Yafeng at this moment made it almost impossible for the people present to open their eyes. At
the same time, countless sword beams attached to the sound transmission notes and began to fly out.
After the sound transmission notes closest to Yafeng flew into the air, as the sword beams were born and split into two, the sound transmission notes also began to separate. There were
more and more sword beams, and more and more sound transmission notes.
The nearest sound transmission note suddenly rose and fell, and as the nearest sound transmission note rose and fell, the sound transmission note in front of it also began to rise and fall.
Just like the waves behind pushing the waves in front, countless sword beams carried countless sound transmission notes, with Yafeng as the center, and gradually began to expand far away with the entire Baihua Valley as the center.
After a moment, the overwhelming sound transmission notes began to fly throughout the secret realm.
The sharp sword beams were unstoppable, carrying the sound transmission notes to every corner of the secret realm.
And Gu Qingxi's voice rang clearly in every corner of the secret realm!
"Dear fellow Taoists, I am Gu Qingxi, a disciple of Tianqing Sect. I believe many fellow Taoists have already discovered that there is something wrong with this secret realm. Because this secret realm is the Misty Rain Secret Realm, the Red Leaf Secret Realm, the Changlan Secret Realm, and the Shengyue Secret Realm. It is an extremely dangerous secret realm that can disguise itself and has self-awareness. You all know the consequences of rain and fog. I am waiting for all fellow Taoists in Baihua Valley to come and discuss and jointly break the secret realm. I have a clue, please come quickly."
Gu Qingxi's voice resounded throughout the secret realm at this moment, and all her words were also fully transmitted to the ears of all the cultivators in the secret realm.
After hearing what Gu Qingxi said, the cultivators in the secret realm were all shocked.
At first, many people thought they had an illusion.
But when Gu Qingxi repeated her words for the second time, they finally knew that it was not an illusion!
It was the Sword Fairy who really transmitted sound to them!
Murong Yi and others stared at Gu Qingxi, who had a calm face, with turbulent waves in their hearts.
How did Gu Qingxi do it?
In a breath, she actually used the sword light and the sound transmission talisman to transmit her voice throughout the secret realm!
This is incredible, too unbelievable!
Nangong Jin looked at Gu Qingxi's face, and at this moment, his heart was extremely excited.
He knew this sound transmission technique, he knew it!
He had seen it in the secret scroll of the Sword Sect.
In the history of the cultivation world, there was only one person who could use this sound transmission technique!
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