Wuhu took off and stretched out his hand, waving it in front of Leng Qing's eyes.
Leng Qing blinked, subconsciously tilted his head back, and then looked towards Wuhu taking off.
"What are you doing?"
"Uh, I think you seem to be in a daze..."
Leng Qing turned his head and continued to look at the azure light that filled the sky. He said, "Some images appeared in my mind. It was Lihua City, also bathed in this aura."
"That was exactly what happened that day, but it was raining golden rain."
Wuhu took off and understood that Leng Qing was just being reminded of the past.
Generally speaking, when this happens, it means that a plot is unfolding.
Could this plot be about the NPC's favorability?
If the favorability is high, can the relationship really continue to develop?
The other side.
Zhang Yixiu finally met the cultivators of Hantian Sect.
"Senior Brother Zhang, you..."
"There have been some minor changes," Zhang Yixiu calmly explained to his fellow disciples. "Thanks to Senior Geng, my cultivation has improved slightly. However, I may have to embark on a different path of cultivation from you. I don't know if our master will..."
"Brother Zhang, if our Grandmaster knew you had this opportunity, he would be so happy!"
"Yes, yes! Congratulations to Senior Brother Zhang on your rapid progress!"
Fellow students sent their congratulations.
However, Zhang Yixiu also knew that these congratulations were just superficial words. Who knows what those who congratulated him were thinking.
Zhang Yixiu was not surprised at all and echoed the polite words.
Finally, a bearded monk came up to Zhang Yixiu with a frown on his face and said, "Junior brother, can you... still recover?"
"I don't know either. But isn't it good for me this way? My cultivation has increased dramatically, and I've established contact with the Cangxia Sect. Shouldn't Senior Brother be happy for me?"
"But you have a strange aura. Putting aside the Immortal Alliance, whether the sect can accommodate you or not, what about your own lifespan and physical condition? Aren't you worried? Besides, you don't have a Taoist partner or children..."
"Senior Brother." Zhang Yixiu pointed to one side and said, "Look."
Upon hearing this, the bearded monk looked towards the location indicated by Zhang Yixiu.
There, Tianjizi, Pengcheng, and other members of the Immortal Alliance were discussing matters, while chatting animatedly with Fufeng, Lingguan, and others. Both sides maintained complete respect and courtesy as they exchanged certain things.
Judging from the expressions on their faces, there was a mixture of surprise and curiosity.
Overall, the atmosphere of the chat was very friendly.
Not far from them, aliens and demons were also communicating with the strange creatures among the chess spirits that did not look like human beings.
"It's so quiet." Ao Yi led a group of transformed real dragons and sat in a corner with an excellent view.
There were no monks around who wanted to communicate.
"After all, it's Sect Master Lu's place." Ao Hai said.
Ao Yi looked at the green spiritual light dancing in the sky, and seemed to see the bright future of the dragon clan in the spiritual light.
The monks with swords on the table have been looking around constantly since they started admiring the flowers, as if they were looking for something.
"Confirmed! Shi Qiao and Jiang Jianxian are not here!"
"Really not here?"
"I didn't see them either."
After repeated confirmation, these sword cultivators finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"We, the Northern Territory Tall Grass Wolf Clan, and your tribe of dog demons might have been from the same lineage hundreds of years ago!" A wolf-headed man, wagging his tail, took the initiative to talk to Wangcai.
Wangcai's performance was very calm.
Even though his realm is two levels lower than that of this wolf-headed man!
“Grains of sand.”
"Yes. What is it, Chief?"
Shashan leaned down, put his head close to the grains of sand, and asked in a barely lowered voice, "I've finished this fruit. Can I have more? It's really delicious!"
The people around immediately looked towards the sand hill.
Lilisha stared ahead and opened his mouth stiffly: "No."
"oh."
Shashan sighed, straightened his back, and looked at the green light floating all over the sky.
This flower rain is also very beautiful.
“…”
Qiao Ke Ni looked at the table where the Sand Spirits were seated from afar.
The fruit basket on the table is empty.
"I should have come here earlier... What a pity." Qiao Ke Ni touched the back of his head and was about to move on to the next place, but his eyes met Li Li Sha's.
So, Qiao Ke Ni came to the seat of the Sand Spirit tribe.
"If you want to get some spiritual fruit, you should have come earlier."
"Who wants to steal the spiritual fruit? You're crazy!"
Qiao Ke Ni gave Li Li Sha a cold look and turned to leave.
"Hey." Li Li Sha spoke again.
"explain."
"Could you give us a copy of the skills your sisters found in the sand wall of my clan last time?"
"What's the benefit?"
"I'll make another copy for you."
"Then why don't I just ask them?"
"Because without my guidance, you wouldn't understand."
"...Is that so?" Qiao Ke Ni was skeptical. After thinking about it, he decided to take on the task.
"Grains of sand." Shashan turned around and said, "There's a row of empty tables over there. Can I go get some?"
"Can't."
A corner.
There are three empty seating areas, and each area has sixteen seats.
Spiritual tea was poured and spiritual fruits were placed on the table.
No one was assigned to that area, and when someone passed by, they could smell a sour, rancid odor.
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