Even the spiritual power that was struck was temporarily suppressed.
However, this result can be regarded as indirectly achieving the purpose that the heavenly tribulation wanted to achieve.
Chu Ci brought Bai Xingjian back to her own cabin. She looked at the man lying on her bed with a frown, and poked him with the long-spouted pot she usually used to water the land.
He didn't wake up either, but continued to sleep and repair his body.
Chu Ci had already changed her clothes at this moment, replacing the green one with a light orange one. Finally, she no longer looked like a spirit.
The surrounding spiritual energy fluctuated slightly.
Chu Ci, who was poking him again and again, raised her eyes, stopped what she was doing, and blinked.
Watching the guy lying on his bed slowly open his eyes.
His slightly lifeless eyes blinked twice before he turned to look at Chu Ci.
He sat up, and there was no change in his expression from the moment they first met until now.
He glanced at the long-spouted pot in Chu Ci's hand.
The voice was flat, but it sounded like an accusation. "You poked me."
"Oh." Chu Ci also responded and nodded, imitating his behavior and continued poking.
He doesn't seem to be very good at communicating with others, or he is used to being in a high position, so he doesn't have to say much and everything goes smoothly for him.
Now that he met Chu Ci, his communication experience seemed quite insufficient.
"Where is this?"
Someone else asked about this person.
Chu Ci raised her eyes and blinked, "Linggu, my territory."
Bai Xingjian searched for information about this spiritual valley in his mind. He seemed to have heard someone mention it once, but because it did not appear often, he was not very familiar with it.
But it's also a place we know each other.
Bai Xingjian nodded and felt the spiritual power in his body again.
When he felt that the spiritual power in his body was suppressed, he frowned and made a tentative attack. Finding that it didn't work, he gave up the action and waited patiently for his meridians to adapt to the power that had been greatly strengthened by the thunder tribulation.
Although his spiritual power has been temporarily suppressed, it will probably recover in no time.
Moreover, the spiritual energy here is quite abundant, even more so than where he had stayed before, and it is quite comfortable.
The old ancestor, who has always acted arbitrarily and went wherever he wanted, felt it carefully and decided to stay here for the time being.
He had no idea how much impact his disappearance would have on the immortal sect.
"Who are you then?"
Bai Xingjian didn't hesitate and said, "Bai Xingjian."
Outside, Bai Xingjian, as the ancestor, has been practicing for countless years. Few people usually call him by his name. Basically, the cultivators who are still practicing Taoism have to call him the ancestor honestly, so this name is not well known.
So when you mention it this way, you don’t have to worry about anyone recognizing it.
Seeing that the little girl had no strange expression, the old ancestor nodded with satisfaction.
He glanced at the purse around the little girl's waist.
There is a word embroidered on it - porcelain.
He lowered his eyes and looked at her for a while, then spoke.
"porcelain?"
His voice was clear and mellow, probably because he didn't talk much, so it was a little hoarse. It sounded particularly pleasant when it passed by people's ears.
Chu Ci also lowered her head and glanced at the storage bag on her waist.
This is a space storage magic tool left to the original owner by his parents.
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