Things that should be harmless in the first place.
Even though the storage space couldn't hold high-grade medicinal herbs with spiritual properties, it was still kept in a specially made jade box, so it shouldn't change.
Did your father say where it came from?
She asked Wu Ling.
Wu Ling thought carefully, then suddenly frowned and said, "It was a gift from one of his friends."
"The name is..."
"Venerable Chunwu."
These words were spoken.
Everyone was confused, but Qin Xi's expression changed.
"Isn't this the ancestor of Wutong Mountain?"
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan also frowned.
Wutong Mountain.
Zewu Immortal Lord originated from this place.
She pondered for a moment, then looked at the mutated fairy flower in her hand.
"The mutant can even attack people; I wonder how powerful its attack is."
Her protective barrier was specially made by her father.
The spiritual plants can be almost all controlled.
Since she possessed the title of "immortal," she dared not remove the barrier and have someone else try it.
"Sister removed the barrier, I'll give it a try."
Song Siyao drew the Li Guang and nodded at her.
I was just thinking that I didn't dare to ask anyone for help.
That's what my younger sister said.
Song Tingwan shook her head helplessly, "This attack power is not weak. I will put it away for now, and if anyone reaches the Tribulation Transcending stage in the future, we can take it out and try it out."
There's no way to recover it.
Unless her cultivation level can keep up with her divine sense, she will be able to restore and reorganize the power of the five elements.
After saying that, she moved her mind and made the barrier close until all the tentacles were pressed back into the box.
Then, she took out a handkerchief and pushed the lid of the box back on.
After closing it, he took out a new handkerchief and wrapped it tightly before putting it inside.
Qin Xi chuckled, and Wan'er couldn't help but burst out laughing: "You really dislike it."
Helpless, Song Tingwan took out the spirit spring bucket and had her sister carry it so she could pour water for her to wash her hands.
“Those tentacles…” she began, but her tone clearly conveyed a sense of unease.
Everyone laughed.
Sure enough, such disgusting things really don't suit Song Tingwan at all, haha.
“However, Master, you really think highly of us. The few remaining Tribulation Transcending stage cultivators in the cultivation world are all very, very old. Who among us here do you think has the best chance of reaching the Tribulation Transcending stage?”
Before Song Tingwan, who had just finished washing her hands, could speak, Song Siyao, who was carrying the bucket, glanced at her indifferently and said, "Of course it's me."
"Even if the Cloud Hidden Clan does not have a Tribulation Transcending Stage, realm cannot limit the upper limit of strength."
Extremely arrogant.
But no one refuted it.
"Given A Yao's breakthrough speed, I estimate it won't be long before she breaks through."
Song Tingwan smiled and naturally echoed her younger sister's pride.
The others laughed.
Wanqiji slung the giant sword back onto his back and said with some regret, "It's a pity it's not the fairy flower Wan'er wanted."
Everyone felt sorry for him.
Wu Ling said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know it had mutated."
Song Tingwan shook her head. "Your father certainly doesn't know either."
However, Wu Ling's father has already ascended to heaven.
It's impossible to determine whether the old ancestor from Wutong Mountain was behind it, or whether the celestial flower itself underwent a mutation.
“I will go to Wutong Mountain,” Wu Ling said in a deep voice.
If that ancestor was truly intent on harming people.
He will not let the other party off the hook.
Song Tingwan advised him to calm down, "Immortal Lord Zewu is already a Mahayana stage expert, and that ancestor is your father's friend, so he must also be undergoing tribulation. If you rashly go to his door to ask about this matter, it will probably be difficult to resolve it peacefully."
Qin Xi, the only one with good connections, also advised, "That ancestor has been in the Tribulation Transcending stage for over a thousand years. You need to calm down."
Under the tribulation, no one can rival him.
As a ghost cultivator, Wu Ling, no matter how invincible, is only at the Mahayana stage.
"Don't rush, I'll go with you once I'm old enough to reach the Tribulation Transcending stage."
Song Siyao rarely spoke, but looked at Wu Ling seriously.
He protected his older sister for many years.
She was also generous in helping him.
The girl's words were all unruly and defiant.
It was as if he was certain that he could break through to the Tribulation Transcending Stage.
Song Tingwan smiled and said, "Trust our Ayao. When Ayao reaches the tribulation stage, we will go with you."
The two sisters stood together, one with a gentle smile and a confident, arrogant air.
Wu Ling was moved.
"good."
Meeting them was perhaps the greatest blessing of his life.
The handsome and refined man suddenly smiled, and the ghostly aura subsided.
If you ignored the ghostly aura emanating from below his knees, you would think he was a righteous cultivator who stood shoulder to shoulder with them, punishing evil and promoting good.
pity.
"So what do we do now?" Baili Xijiang scratched his head and started looking around to see if there was a place to sit.
Song Tingwan looked at Wu Ling and asked for his opinion.
Wu Ling looked at everyone and pointed to the treasures scattered on the ground.
"Why don't you take more?"
It's better to lose it than not.
Song Siyao took out the sword oil again. "I've already taken it."
The others also showed it to him.
Wu Ling looked at the group of people holding up one or two treasures in their hands and smiled again.
These people have pure hearts.
He was no exception.
“Then I will adjust the secret realm. Let’s go to the exit first, and the rest depends on the luck of those people outside.”
No one objected.
Wu Ling waved his hand, and with a slight thought, everyone returned to the original dark gate.
Song Tingwan looked at the door in front of her with suspicion, noticing that it was exactly the same as the previous ones.
"Is this the exit?"
Anyone else would be even more bewildered.
Wu Ling nodded helplessly, "My father's perverse sense of humor."
My father used to love playing pranks on people.
Unfortunately, looking back, the family members were scattered in different places.
I wonder if my mother and sister are still safe and well.
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