He sat down on the lotus platform, turned into ashes, and fell from the high platform.
"Don't burn it!"
"I concede!" Hui Ding quickly said, "If this continues, we'll all be reduced to ashes."
"Are you scared?" Nangong Rou asked.
"I'm not strong enough!"
"I am willing to admit defeat." Hui Ding nodded.
With a wave of her hand, Nangong Rou sent flames that transformed into a pillar of fire that flew over, entered her body, and disappeared.
After it is fully absorbed.
Hui-ding had already lost all his hair and beard.
It was charred black and no longer resembled its original appearance.
He sat there, panting heavily.
Thankfully, I gave up.
Otherwise, let it burn for a while longer.
It will probably turn to ashes.
"Judging from the images in the Mirror of Return to Origin!"
"Your strength is comparable to Jin Chan's!"
"We are in the lunar realm!"
"Why has he improved so rapidly in such a short time?" he asked, somewhat puzzled.
"I have received a great opportunity!"
"He swallowed a few golden pills!"
“They’ve been promoted!” Nangong Rou said.
"Kill that old dog Jin!"
"I don't want to show my true strength!"
"Suppress your cultivation level back to what it was back then!"
"That's more satisfying!" she said again.
“No wonder!” Hui Ding nodded.
"Give me the things!" Nangong Rou said.
"Come with me!" Hui Ding stood up, waved his hand, and a golden light surged out, transforming into a monk's robe. He put it on and turned to walk inside.
Nangong Rou flipped her wrist, and a stone sword appeared, following behind him.
If he cheated, she would kill him immediately.
In one corner of the hall, there is a teleportation array.
As soon as Hui Ding stepped inside, he was teleported out.
Nangong Rou stepped inside, and in a flash of light, she disappeared.
A few minutes later, the two appeared in a place with extremely dense spiritual energy.
Ahead, two thick poplar and willow trees intertwined and embraced each other, stretching upwards and disappearing into the clouds, making it impossible to see their full appearance!
"This is a precious treasure of Buddhism, the willow tree."
"It was obtained from a certain space by the Buddhist patriarch, the Great Master Listening to Sound!"
"I failed on Little Spirit Mountain!"
"It remains vibrant even after a thousand years."
"However, the spiritual water produced is extremely rare!"
"We would never give it to anyone else!"
"It's used to cultivate various plants and medicinal herbs on Xiaoling Mountain!" Huiding said.
"For the past hundred years, many sects have come seeking spiritual water!"
"Some even wanted to trade mineral veins for it!"
"But I rejected them all!"
"There are also some arrogant people who want to forcibly seize it!"
"They've all been suppressed by us!"
"This time, I can only blame myself for being less skilled!"
"I'll make an exception and give it to you!" He waved his hand, and a small green bottle flew out from the tree trunk, landed in his palm, and was handed to Nangong Rou.
Nangong Rou took it, unscrewed the lid, and a pure and ethereal aura wafted out, instantly invigorating her.
Having confirmed that it contained spiritual liquid, he put it away.
“Young lady, I have a request to make!” Hui Ding said.
“Speak!” Nangong Rou nodded.
"My cultivation has reached a bottleneck."
"If I cannot break through this barrier, I fear I will die and my life will end when my lifespan is nearing its end!"
"The young lady has an ancient teleportation array diagram!"
"If we find these magic arrays that day, we can enter the spirit world!"
"Or it could be another interface!"
"You can let me know if you'd like to go with me."
“Looking for an opportunity!” Hui Ding said.
“No problem.” Nangong Rou nodded.
"I might need to be busy for a while longer!"
"We'll only look for these teleportation arrays after that!"
"As for whether we can find it, I have no idea!"
"After all, it's been so long!"
"It might already be destroyed, or that's not necessarily true!"
"Of course, in case we find it!"
“I will let you know!” she said.
"Okay." Hui Ding nodded.
With a flick of his wrist, a wooden plaque engraved with Buddhist mantras appeared in his hand.
"This is a communication token; you can use it to send me messages later!"
"Mm." Nangong Rou took it and put it away.
"Farewell." She stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.
"Master, I'm sorry!"
"I was not skilled enough and failed to protect the spiritual liquid!"
"Ten years of solitary confinement will be your punishment." After Nangong Rou left, Hui Ding knelt down and kowtowed to the big tree.
At the entrance of the palace, Chen Tiansheng and the other two were waiting anxiously. When they saw Liu Xue appear, they breathed a sigh of relief.
"Third Junior Sister, here!" Nangong Rou took out a small bottle and handed it to Zhong Ling.
"Senior Sister is amazing! She really got it!" After opening the lid and smelling it to confirm that it was spiritual water, Zhong Ling was overjoyed and said.
"Senior Sister, what about the old monk?" Shi Jing asked.
"In the place where the spirit tree grows."
"They should probably kowtow to their ancestors and apologize!" Nangong Rou said.
"Now that we've got the stuff, let's go!" Chen Tiansheng said.
"Hmm." Nangong Rou waved her hand, and the flying boat appeared.
As true energy flowed in, the boat rapidly expanded.
After they grew to their original size, the four of them boarded the boat one after another.
Nangong Rou took out the magic disc, pointed at it, and the flying boat took off and left.
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