The three of Du Yu didn't pretend to stay, they looked at each other with a smile, and turned back to the stone mountain bamboo building, in case the fire toad in the valley not far away rioted and missed the important event of the birth of the spirit fire.
However, Miaofa, Jinlin, and Yin Luosha, the three Nascent Soul cultivators, did not return to the West Desert so easily. After flying for about five or six hundred miles, they landed on a small boat in a surging river and drifted with the current.
Seeing that Miaofa seemed to have no intention of returning to the West Desert, the Golden Scale Demon Lord asked:
"There are still a few years before the birth of Linghuo. Why don't you go back and take a look at Wanlin Valley? The Kun and Peng clans can do anything for the Nine Bird Order!"
"A while ago, Master Uncle exchanged a Udumbara flower for the Bi Fangling in Master Mugu's hand, so what's the point of us going back?" Miaofa said unhurriedly.
"It turns out that Fatty Mu's move is wise, but he actually asked Jueming for Udumbara flowers. His appetite is too big. He was mistaken by his cleverness after all the tricks were calculated. He got benefits but lost mutual affection. No wonder you didn't." Spread this matter to the world like Xuan Yuanzong did." Jin Lin laughed.
The Udumbara flower is the most precious treasure of the White Horse Temple, and fortunately Jueming is in charge now, if it is replaced by the four old monks of Sophora flavescens from the previous generation, there is absolutely no possibility of exchanging it.
"Although Wanlingu had a venerable before and was very prestigious for a while, but now the strength in the valley is much weaker than before. Originally, for the sake of each other's elders, our temple still wants to protect the other party, lest this Mu Gu master It’s a crime to conceive a jade. It’s just that this person insists on doing so, so we just took the opportunity to end the incense and friendship left by Venerable Mu. Although there is no Udumbara flower, after all, we have Bi Fangling, and this business is not lost , it’s just that I don’t like it!” Miaofa said with a light smile.
Venerable Wood is formed from a ten-thousand-year spirit tree. Before it really enlightened, it was originally the foundation of Wanlin Valley.
But now that the other party has ascended to the Linglong Realm, Wanlingu has lost this background. It is tantamount to wishful thinking to keep the Bi Fangling only by relying on Mu Donglin and a few monks in the early and middle stages of Nascent Soul.
After all, Wanlingu is not the Xuanyuan sect, and he doesn't have the confidence to withstand the persecution of the Baima Temple and the Peng and Kun clans. Even if they escape into the secret realm and never appear in the outside world again, or take this order away and flee far away in the ancient ocean.
Only in this way, the destruction of Wanlingu is imminent.
"That wooden fat man probably wouldn't have dared to come to Nanzhou before refining the Udumbara Flower," said the Jinlin Yaojun.
"He has already sealed off the Wanlin Secret Realm, and he wants to advance to the later stage. He won't come out until another hundred or eighty years." Miaofa nodded and said.
Then he looked at Yin Luosha and said softly:
"Qin Feng has already ascended, you should let go of the hatred in your heart, and don't provoke Shiheng again. Although this person has a great opportunity, otherwise, with the cultivation base of the three spiritual roots, it is absolutely impossible for him to survive in six or seven hundred years. He can cultivate to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul within a short time. But now that he has become mature, presumably this opportunity should have been almost exhausted, and it is too late to covet it."
Hearing this, Yin Luosha's face was cloudy, and he finally nodded his head lightly.
"It's the best if you can figure it out. The most important thing for us right now is to wait for the birth of the spirit fire, and we can put aside other things first. In a few days, some brothers from the temple will come over." Miaofa said .
"Where's Jueming?" Jinlin Yaojun asked.
"Uncle Master has his own plans. As a junior, I am not qualified to intervene." Miao Fa Ruo gave the other party a meaningful look, and said slowly.
The Golden Scale Demon Lord coughed dryly, smiled all over his face, and did not continue to ask further questions.
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On the other side is Misty City, which is more than ten thousand miles away.
In a fourth-order spiritual mountain, an old man was sitting cross-legged on a bluestone beside a clear spring in the forest, like a stone sculpture, and he didn't know how many fallen leaves were on his clothes.
It wasn't until Youdao's light fell from mid-air that Luo Shan opened his eyes. He said softly, "Sit down, I thought you were already out of the city, and went to fight for the spiritual fire."
"It's a place of right and wrong now, and only you in the sect are qualified to participate in it. I'm only at the initial stage of cultivation. If I pass by, I'm afraid fortune and disaster will never be predicted!" Yi Xuedan sat down and put the two The bare feet like white jade are soaked in the spring water, shaking gently. ???
"You can understand this, and you have made some progress. Over the years, is there any news about Xuan Yu?" Luo Shan asked.
"No, there is no news from Hongyue Tower." Yi Xuedan said.
"As for Zuoqiu, Wenshui, and Minghai, they probably haven't lost their minds, so let's rush to the Valley of Resentment." Luo Shan said.
"It's too late for them to deal with the affairs of the sect, so there's no time for it to pass. You're already like this now, just calm down and cultivate, don't bother with other things." Yi Xuedan shook his head and said.
"I'm used to it. Ever since your grandfather took charge of the sect, the old man has been helping me with all the affairs in the sect. I have been worrying about it for more than two thousand years. Now I really let go of everything, but I feel a little uncomfortable."
As Luo Shan said, when Yi Yu was mentioned, he took a look at Yi Xuedan's reaction secretly, seeing that the other party did not lose his composure as before, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.
Regardless of whether Yi Xuedan thinks about it or not, it is a good thing that his emotions and anger are not visible.
Among the three realms, those old guys are smarter than ghosts. Apart from their cultivation, what scares others even more is their patience.
And if Yi Xuedan is in charge of Misty Valley in the future, he will definitely face forces from the other four sects and even all parties. Although as the head of the sect, there will be a seven-flame spiritual fan to protect him at that time, but he is afraid that his temper will be moody and he will fall into the opponent's trap.
"Don't you feel regretful? If you hadn't been on the border of the barbaric domain all year round and worked on the affairs of the sect, you should have reached the consummation of Yuanying by now, maybe there is still a chance of breaking through to become a god!" Yi Xuedan thought for a moment, then suddenly asked.
"You can't follow what happened yesterday. It's already happened. It's useless to think too much. What's the use if I don't regret it later?" Luo Shan said while stroking his beard.
Yi Xuedan turned around, glanced at Luo Shan, and asked again: "When are you going to pass the Seven Flame Spirit Fan to me?"
"No hurry, no hurry, it will take a few more years." Luo Shan said with a smile.
The inheritance among the five sects has always been that the previous generation in charge selected the heir in advance, and then completed the inheritance ceremony in advance.
Luo Shan has already completed this ritual, and once he sits down in the future, the seven-flame spiritual fan will fly to Yi Xuedan's hand by itself.
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