The light source above my head gradually faded.
In the huge space, there were only two dim lights left.
There was a slight shaking from the ground, like that of a green train.
"……bishop!?"
Meng Qi looked up and saw Wen Tongjing lying on a stone bed.
Tiandianyu also quickly stood up and untied the porcelain man's transformation.
Although the two people's strange transformations were achieved through external objects, what they consumed during the transformation was still their own spiritual energy.
"Bishop!" Tian Dianyu came to Wen Tongjing's window and asked, "What's going on in Pingchuan City? Is the organization... okay?"
Wen Tongjing smiled bitterly and said, "Something happened."
A little rain made my heart sink.
At this time, Meng Qi also ended his transformation and came to Wen Tongjing's bed.
Although the space they are in now is still the same mausoleum, it has become dilapidated and many passages have been buried by collapsed soil and bricks.
On the wall, there were traces of violent spiritual energy erosion.
On the ground in the distance, there were some messy substances, some of which looked like flesh and blood, and some looked like things corroded by strong acid or alkali.
Wen Tongjing said bitterly, "A day ago, Ah Tie discovered that a strange, similar aura had appeared in Pingchuan City. Before he could investigate carefully, a thick fog enveloped the entire city."
"The monks of Sanyuan Sect were in chaos. After struggling for a long time, they were unable to control the thick fog."
"Originally, this thick fog wouldn't affect us."
"But this thick fog is not as simple as it seems."
Huang Song braved the thick fog to investigate and discovered that wherever the fog touched, almost all mortals were transformed into mindless minions. Furthermore, the fog created the illusion of overlapping dimensions.
"These minions are equally aggressive towards us."
"In the mist, there are some Sanyuan Sect monks with quite powerful auras."
"After Huang Song figured out the general situation, he returned here."
"Who knew that two Yuanying Realm Sanyuan Sect cultivators would follow us!"
When he said this, Wen Tongjing's voice became a little trembling.
"Logically speaking, with all of us here combined, it shouldn't be a problem for us to deal with two Nascent Soul cultivators."
"But what I didn't expect was that one of the monks actually summoned fog! Moreover, the fog didn't attack them at all!!"
Meng Qi reflexively interrupted, "Does that Sanyuan Sect cultivator have anything to do with the strange fog?!"
"Yes." Wen Tongjing nodded. "We fought hard for a long time and were barely able to protect ourselves. But the mist suddenly became violent, breaking away from the control of the Sanyuan Sect monks and starting to attack them!"
"Under this kind of offensive, it's hard for us to resist."
"Several brothers and sisters, swept away by the fog, completely lost their minds and began attacking those around them without distinguishing friend or foe."
"So, we had no choice but to flee separately, each taking a portion of the mausoleum with them. The collapsed areas you saw were created to isolate the fog..."
Wen Tongjing sighed, looked at the two of them, and asked again: "Why did you return here? Did you find the sea?"
Meng Qi also sighed and explained to Wen Tongjing what happened in Cangxia Sect.
This included the conflict between Dahai and the sect leader, the strange disaster that occurred in Jiuzhou, and Lu Qing asking the two to come and invite Wen Tongjing to Cangxia Sect.
After learning that Dahai was just a fake identity, Wen Tongjing's expression became complicated.
Things were far beyond his expectations.
The abnormal loss of control of the organization members may not be just due to the fog.
Even the out-of-control of the fog might be a trick laid by the "sea"! !
"But it's not easy to leave Pingchuan City now." Wen Tongjing sighed again.
"Bishop, can't this mausoleum be moved?"
"You can move, but only within Pingchuan City."
"Then, let's find the others first?" Tian Dianyu suggested, "I can try to go back to the sect and ask the sect leader and others to come and help..."
"It's easy to get into Pingchuan City, but it's hard to get out," Wen Tongjing said. "As an immortal sect, Sanyuan Sect is secretly harboring strange intentions and is out of control. If this gets out, the sect will definitely be purged by the Immortal Alliance."
"Well."
The Cangxia Sect also has its own weirdness.
But the two soon realized that the problem was not that the weirdness was being harbored, but that the weirdness was out of control.
As a strange phenomenon, it is difficult for cultivators who have reached a bottleneck in their cultivation to not explore strange powers. However, almost 99% of cultivators fail to find any results.
However, cultivators who are willing to study the strange are extremely rare in Zhongfu Province.
Most of them are lonely people.
Sanyuan Sect may be the only one like it.
The two of them also realized at once that the reason why Sanyuan Sect isolated Pingchuan City was to prevent the news of the strange fog from spreading!
"So, Bishop, what now?"
"Wait." Wen Tongjing said, "I was also injured in the previous battle. Saving you just now also took some strength... Once I recover some strength, I will move the mausoleum to the city gate. Then you will leave quickly."
The two looked at Wen Tongjing worriedly.
Because the two also noticed that there were stains and damage on the huge quilt covering Wen Tongjing's lower body.
"Your Sect Master Lu, you want to know about the sea, right?" Wen Tongjing said, "Unfortunately, the secret recording room has disappeared. So, let me tell you, and you take notes..."
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