Aiming for the Immortal Path

After a moment, the mysterious man laughed.

"The sea of ​​consciousness is damaged? Hahaha... What a damage to the sea of ​​consciousness!!!"

"Good boy, you are the one who can make me suffer."

"Okay, I admit defeat, you... let's go!"

After saying that, the mysterious man stopped talking and his breath completely subsided.

Even the golden statue slowly submerged into the bottom of the pool again amid a rumble.

"Huh...then this junior takes the first step!"

Su Twelve breathed a sigh of relief.

Carrying Old Man Feng on his back, he quickly walked outside the cave.

However, when he turned around, he didn't notice that an extremely obscure golden light flashed past Old Man Feng's eyebrows.

After leaving the cave, Su Twelve took Old Man Feng and entered the Five Elements and Bagua Formation again.

It was just breaking into the formation, not breaking it. He had this experience once. This time, Su Twelve was familiar with the road and quickly got out of the formation and left the valley.

Taking Old Man Feng with him, Su Twelve rushed towards the location of little girl Feng Fei without stopping.

After spending so much effort, not only did they save the lives of Old Man Feng and his grandson, but they also unexpectedly obtained news about thousand-year-old chalcedony liquid and Liuqu spiritual ginseng.

In this line of work, there is finally no danger.

At this time, Su Twelve's fluctuating mood gradually calmed down, and he was full of expectations for the future.

Once the Jiuqu Spirit Ginseng is obtained, the Spiritual Shaping Pill will be just around the corner.

At that time, it will be the day of retreat to hit the golden elixir stage.

When cultivating immortals, the foundation-building period is nothing, and the golden elixir is just a glimpse of the threshold of the Tao.

With the power of the Demonic Shadow Palace, if you want to take revenge, Golden Pill is just the beginning.

Su Twelve was walking in the forest, his eyes burning and firm.

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At the same time, in the middle of Muyun Prefecture, two figures, a man and a woman, one wielding a sword and the other wielding the air, were hurriedly running through the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, the man with the sword frowned and his body

The shape stopped abruptly.

"Huh? What happened?"

The female cultivator stopped immediately, turned to look at the male cultivator, and asked.

The male cultivator raised his head and glanced at the female cultivator in the distance, hesitating on his face, and then hurriedly said: "Nothing... nothing, I just suddenly thought of something. Let's... keep going."

After saying that, he immediately activated the flying sword and continued to move forward.

The female cultivator frowned slightly and did not move. There was an invisible force emanating from her body, which made the male cultivator unable to move forward.

"Are you really okay? Could it be that... there is something wrong with the spiritual tracking mark on Su Twelve's body?"

These two people were none other than the one who came to Cangshan Mountain to save the situation that day, the Golden Elixir Great Perfection cultivator Youruo from the Demonic Shadow Palace.

The male cultivator walking with the sword next to Youruo is naturally the leader of the White Flame Sect, Tan Fengchen, after he was reborn.

Faced with You Ruo's sudden inquiry, Tan Fengchen's eyes quickly flashed with panic, and then he shook his head and said, "No... no!"

There was a faint cold light in You Ruo's eyes, as if she wanted to see through Tan Fengchen.

"Really? Fellow Taoist Tan, if there is a situation, you'd better report it truthfully."

"If something goes wrong in the end because of concealment, you will know what cruelty is!"

While speaking, Youruo's eyes quickly glanced at Tan Fengchen.

Tan Fengchen was worried, but he didn't show it at all on his face, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, there is indeed no problem. If you go in this direction, you will definitely find his traces."

Tan Fengchen was able to single-handedly found the White Flame Sect and develop the White Flame Sect into one of the six major forces in Cangshan. Naturally, it was not easy for him.

At present, he is not strong enough and is forced to be controlled by Youruo.

But he is not stupid. Once he lets the other party know, the trace mark of spiritual consciousness on Su Twelve will appear.

The question disappeared.

Until then, he will be useless.

To the Demon Shadow Palace, what's the point of keeping a useless person...?

Master Xuantong of Xuanyin Sect has told him the result with his life.

Tan Fengchen understood this truth, and he would not be shaken by Youruo's few words.

"Well, let's hurry up and leave."

\\"Further forward is the southern part of Muyun Prefecture. Passing through the southern area is the land of the extreme south, and further south is the boundless endless sea.\\"

"If the whereabouts of Su Twelve cannot be found before reaching the Endless Sea, I think you should know the consequences."

Youruo nodded. Although he vaguely guessed the situation, he didn't care to wait for a few more days.

After saying that, she raised her hand and threw out a communication talisman.

The spiritual talisman rose into the sky and turned into hundreds of dim streams of light, running in all directions.

It was true that Tan Fengchen had tracking skills, but she didn't intend to rely entirely on Tan Fengchen.

After all, it is not wise to put your hopes in one basket.

At the same time, in the south of Muyun Prefecture, there was a towering city with an extremely vast area and towering walls.

An extremely luxurious residence that occupies almost half of the city.

An old man with long hair, a long beard, and a wrinkled face was standing outside the door of the secret room where the head of the family was retreating, with an anxious look on his face.

Suddenly, a deep voice came from the secret room.

"Uncle Cheng, what happened to make you so flustered?"

The old man bent over and knelt, his arms and legs trembled, and he said hurriedly: "I am reporting to the head of the family, Mu...Miss Mu's soul card is...broken!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, an angry shout came from the secret room.

"What did you say? Mu'er... something happened?!!!"

As the owner’s voice sounded, there was a wave of silence

With astonishing energy, he burst out of the secret room.

Before anyone came out, the anger was like a volcano erupting, spreading in all directions.

The terrifying energy directly knocked the old man at the door away.

"puff!"

The old man was directly knocked back dozens of feet. As soon as he landed on the ground, he vomited blood and his complexion obviously declined.

Although he was injured, the old man still stood up immediately, followed suit, and withstood heavy pressure, he once again approached the retreat place of the head of the family.

In the secret room, the head of the family suppressed his anger and the voice continued to come out.

"What happened? If I remember correctly, Mu'er should be sure of taking people to Qinghe City to find the thousand-year chalcedony liquid."

"Is there anyone in the southern part of Muyun Prefecture who dares to attack members of our Duanmu family?"

The old man said hurriedly: "This... this old slave also discovered that the young lady's soul card was broken, so he hurriedly came to report it."

"What is going on over there in Qinghe City is... unknown for the time being. However, my subordinates have just received news that many casual cultivators have gathered in Qinghe City, and they seem to be intentionally doing harm to our Duanmu Family."

When the head of the Duanmu Family heard this, he became furious again, "Huh! I don't know? What do you do to feed you? Why don't you go check it out?"

"By the way, let the third brother know and let him go together."

"No matter who dares to kill my granddaughter, he must be cramped and skinned, and his soul must be extracted and refined!!! In addition, if Mu'er died in Qinghe City, let the people of Qinghe City... bury her with her."

After saying this, the astonishing aura in the secret room fluctuated violently like breathing.

Obviously, the head of the Duanmu Family is trying his best to control the anger in his heart.

The old man nodded repeatedly, cold sweat already breaking out on his forehead.

"I understand, I understand... I will inform the Third Master now."

With that said, the old slave bent down and bowed, then turned around and hurried away.

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