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Chapter five hundred and thirteen other people's chance(1/2)

Yang Xiaoman and Fang Junmei looked at each other.

If you don't go out... there will be enough time to dig out the secrets of this place together, right?

"Has anyone done this before?"

After being stunned for a moment, Fang Junmei asked Song Shede first. After saying that, she added: "I don't believe that over the years, only two of us who have realized the mind of Taoism have come in, and we don't believe that only we can think of this."

Song Shede thought about it carefully.

"There is no such record in the sect's classics, and I have never heard of it."

Fang Junmei nodded.

"The depths must be even more dangerous. Even if there are such cultivators, I think it will be a situation of falling. The sect leader should not think too much!"

Dugu Yu said, and then suddenly regretted what he said just now.

Fang Jun said nothing, frowned and thought about something.

...

"Did the senior of the noble sect who had the Taiyi Qinglian ruler succeed in enlightening the Taoist heart?"

Fang Junmei suddenly asked a new question.

Song Shede thought for a while and said, "In the records of the classics, it seems that he has successfully realized it."

"I understand, I understand!"

Fang Junmei suddenly realized, her eyes lit up, and she said, "He didn't fall here at that time, he didn't go out at all!"

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

"No wonder you, Shenmuhai, have not been able to find the Taiyi Qinglian ruler for so many years. It's not that you are not lucky enough, but because the lost place of this treasure is far beyond your exploration range!"

Fang Junmei draws another conclusion.

Bold and sure.

"If so, Master Hua should have some guesses, why didn't he remind you "

Song Shede said.

"No, he didn't know that Xiaoman and I have already realized the truth of Taoism! He may have this guess, but he refused to believe it, so he asked us to come and find this."

Fang Junmei said again.

The more you thoughts were smoother, an inexplicable light flashed through Fang Jun's eyebrows and eyes.

...

"Junmei, you can't stay. There must be danger in the depths. We won't look for that Taiyi Qinglian ruler!"

Yang Xiaoman said anxiously, he knew Fang Junmei's temperament very well.

"Yes, as the leader of a sect, how can you stay and take risks? Master Xiaoman can't stay either!"

Zhuang Cheng also said, his expression was extremely serious.

"The Death Highland has been dead for so many years. Our Panxin Sword Sect is still developing well. What can we do if we don't heal it?"

Yuan Kunlun also advised.

"...I haven't decided to stay yet, you don't have to be so anxious."

Fang Junmei finally made a statement.

Everyone was not happy to hear it. Before they decided to stay, they meant to stay.

...

After continuing to move forward, the atmosphere became significantly heavier and less cheerful.

The world below became more and more mottled, and the fog became more and more intense. The air was filled with a smell of rottenness. The protective light curtain on the surface of the Wanli Baiyun Boat would soon be corroded and had to be turned on again.

"ah--"

Half an hour later, Song Shede suddenly screamed, as if he was hit hard.

"What's wrong?"

Everyone asked quickly.

The strange and joyful look had already appeared on Song Shede's face.

"Retract your spiritual consciousness first. The spiritual consciousness I just poked out was attacked!"

Song Shede said.

Everyone took it back as they said, and Tuobahai asked excitedly: "Is it an amazing spiritual root attacking you?"

Song Shede said: "It's not a spiritual root, it's a poisonous insect that guards the spiritual roots. This thing has the ability to devour spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, we are not good at raising insects. Otherwise, if we catch a few to raise them, it will definitely be a great help."

Everyone is oh no.

"Going in that direction, you don't need to release your spiritual consciousness. You can see it after flying more than thirty miles away."

Song Shede pointed to the left.

Fang Jun's eyebrows turned around and his bow.

...

It's over thirty miles and it's arrived soon.

Spiritual roots and poisonous insects are imprinted into your eyes together.

The spiritual root is a strange tree with a chicken feet shaped like a gray, with bare branches and no leaves. However, between the branches of the treetops, there are about a dozen red lantern-like fruits hanging, shining with red light. Looking closely, it is not all red. There is also a yellow color at that stem.

The one guarding this spiritual root was a group of very strange insects, which looked a bit like the Qianji Gu, which once connected Fang Jun's eyebrows and lightning. They were white insects, with a length of slap, a transparent body, and a white light, like moonlight, with about a hundred.

When they noticed that the Thousand Mile Baiyun Boat was approaching, there was a strange warning sound, which came from their mouths, squeaking like a cicada.

After entering the ear, it makes people feel pain caused by needles.

Fang Junmei has a demon bone chain to protect the soul, but it’s better that she has no magic weapon to protect the soul, so she immediately hurts so cold air is pumping.

After seeing this, Fang Junmei turned the boat to the sky.

The warning gradually became smaller and everyone got better.

"Brother Shede, let me introduce it."

This time, it was Zhuang Cheng who said.

Song Shede nodded, thought for a while, and said, "We in Shenmuhai have a pill called the Great Soul-tonifying Pill. Have you ever heard of it?"

"I know!"

Fang Junmei said: "One of the top ten rewards for the competition for the Hidden Dragon List that I participated in was a magic-replenishing pill. It is said that after using it, it can increase the power of the soul for five hundred years of hard practice."

"Yes, that's what!"

Song Shede nodded again and said, "The most important material for refining this thing is the fruit produced by the spiritual root just now, called the Fire Immortal Fruit. If the fruit is taken directly, it can also increase the power of the soul for three hundred years."

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.

"But this time, we are not without robbing our opponents. Those moonlight insects are like us, eyeing those fruits. The reason why they can release the attack of the soul to deal with us is because they have devoured those fruits. Over the years, these guys don't know how much these guys have eaten."

Song Shede looked heartbroken, but he forgot that he was an outsider.

"They haven't eaten yet, it must be because they are not fully mature. Will we take it now? Before we can mature, I think it's almost done."

Yang Xiaokuan asked.

"No wait!"

The answer in unison came from Fang Junmei and the others.

"In this way, the effect will definitely be a little worse. It is estimated to be more than two hundred years, but I agree and don't wait. There are other spiritual roots waiting for us in front."

Song Shede said.

"How to get it? Their soul attacks seem to be very powerful."

Yang Xiaoman asked again.

Fang Junmei said, "Old method, I will lead you away, you can get the fruit."

"No, this method doesn't work!"

Song Shede immediately said: "I have read the records that the Fire Immortal Fruit is not far from being fully mature, and they will never leave even if they die. They can only bear the attack of their souls to get it."

When everyone heard this, they frowned.

After thinking about it, Fang Junmei asked, "Who has any magic weapon to protect the soul?"

Fang Junmei asked.

"I have."

Zhuang Cheng, Yang Xiaoman, and Yuan Kunlun spoke.

"You three are waiting on the boat. Four of us dive closer. Then try how powerful their soul attack is. If you can't hold on, come back first and find another way."
To be continued...
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