"You'll have to ask Venerable Shamasa. I heard this village was slaughtered by a demonic sect."
Hua Rong's eyes were cold and clear, making Sha Mo feel a chill down his spine.
They guard the heavens and the earth, but they will not easily interfere in the affairs of the cultivation world.
Therefore, they will not interfere in the conflicts between the demonic sects and the righteous sects, as long as the conflict is not too serious.
However, now that the Demonic Sect has become involved in the matter of the Living Being Array, then the Demon Ancestor, as the founder of the Demonic Sect, naturally bears responsibility.
"I will find out the truth." The Demon King vanished from the spot.
Hua Rong knew that he was no longer in the palace.
"What a pity," she sighed, shaking her head.
"What is Venerable Cold Immortal regretting?" the little monk Qingxin asked, his adorable baby face radiating cuteness.
Hua Rong looked at his fat head, big ears, and eight-month pregnant belly, and her eyes stung.
She averted her gaze and said calmly, "Since that person is in such a hurry to refine the Life-Giving Scroll, it means that his cultivation has also reached the Great Perfection of the Void Realm."
After saying that, she disappeared from the spot.
Qingxin broke out in a cold sweat. For a mere early-stage Void Realm cultivator like Sha Mo to face off against a Great Perfection Void Realm cultivator was practically suicide.
Thinking back, Hua Rong hadn't mentioned this before, which clearly meant he didn't intend to tell Sha Mo.
Qingxin recited the Buddhist name a few times, feeling that she must never offend Huarong in the future, otherwise, after being tricked like this, all her fat would have to be lost.
"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form."
From then on, the monk Qingxin reincarnated through countless lifetimes, enduring countless tribulations, but never experiencing any tribulations related to love.
In this respect alone, he is very much like a monk who abstains from lust.
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Once the main body had finished dealing with matters, the clone had already arrived outside the Little Heavenly Enclosure Palace.
Three months had passed since he left Chonggong.
In three months, her cultivation level improved considerably.
Although the injuries were quite severe, there were also many benefits.
This further solidified Hua Rong's resolve to use his fighting style.
After a series of attacks using magical weapons, seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack!
The Yuan Qi cultivation technique was perfectly compatible with her clone, and with the constant deductions of her main body, she was able to cultivate smoothly to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
"As long as you can deduce a cultivation technique above the Nascent Soul stage during this period, there will be no obstacles to the cultivation of your clone."
Hua Rong ignored what the elder of the Fang Taiyi Sect said, and also paid no attention to the discussions of the people around him.
She used her divine sense to enter the Qiankun bag, sorting through the treasures inside while planning how to obtain more magical artifacts later.
A magical artifact is a consumable item, so she needs to plan ahead.
Although one could obtain countless magical treasures by using the true form, that would still be too shameless.
"As a avatar with principles, I must strive to acquire more magical treasures to be worthy of this precious body I possess."
Skin made from the hide of a ten-thousand-year-old dragon, heart made from the heart of a ten-thousand-year-old ginseng, blood made from the magma of the earth's core, eyes made from the eyes of a ten-thousand-year-old fire phoenix...
"Too expensive! I'm too expensive! I must take good care of myself! Lots of magical treasures! Lots of magical treasures!"
Hua Rong kept muttering about the magic weapon, as if he had gone halfway into a state of demonic possession.
The people standing next to her felt a chill run down their spines and couldn't help but keep their distance from her.
After the two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Taiyi Sect opened the secret realm, Hua Rong also mingled with the crowd and entered it.
The Little Heavenly Enclosure Palace Secret Realm opens once every fifty years, and once it opens, it stays open for fifty years.
Anyone can enter from here.
However, when the gate closes, any monk who entered at any time must exit.
Otherwise, they would be trapped inside the secret realm.
Historical records show that no one has ever survived in the secret realm until it opens again.
Thirty years later, at Xiaotianwei Palace.
For an ordinary person, thirty years may be half a lifetime.
However, for high-level cultivators, it is merely a fleeting moment.
"Grab him!"
"Don't run, you little thief!"
"Huh? Where did they go? Let's go look over there."
In the dense forest, a group of fierce-looking cultivators, wielding various magical artifacts, searched the jungle.
They began searching in the distance, and after an unknown amount of time, in the place where they had first searched, a thin, dark-skinned person fell from a towering tree.
"snort"
He scoffed, glanced at the crimson fruit in his hand, and vanished from the spot.
He reappeared in a secluded cave.
"Senior, I have obtained the Vermilion Fruit. Please use your magic to refine the Nascent Soul Pill for me."
As he finished speaking, a cube-shaped Rubik's Cube floated out from between his eyebrows.
The Rubik's Cube already has four colored faces, but only three of them have regained their original color, plus half a face has color. The other two and a half faces are grayish-white, looking dull and lifeless.
A mechanical voice came from within: "The Nascent Soul Pill has extremely severe side effects. Are you sure you want to take it to break through to the next level?"
"I'm sure!" Lü Shu said through gritted teeth.
Even now, he still remembers the day he was beaten and forced to flee by Hua Rong.
That day was a disgrace to him. If he hadn't killed Hua Rong with his own hands, his Dao heart would have been unstable, and he would have found it difficult to attain the Great Dao!
No more sounds came from inside the Rubik's Cube, only a burst of light.
The next moment, the several medicinal herbs that Lü Shu had arranged neatly disappeared into the cave, and in their place appeared a blood-red pill that emitted a faint light.
Lu Shu's eyes turned red as he eagerly grabbed the pill and swallowed it.
Hua Rong!
Let's wait for his revenge!
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In a picturesque valley, Hua Rong routinely organizes her Qiankun bag.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, she looked up at the sun that never sets in the secret realm and gave a cold smile.
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