A month passed quickly.
Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Wang Qingshan, Wang Qingqing, and Wang Qingling held the Tianhai Mirror and entered a magic trick.
Five blue rays of light flew out, gathered together, and gathered in a certain void.
There was a ripple in the void, and a blue door of light emerged out of nowhere.
A dozen auras flew out from the blue gate one after another. It was Wang Jiyun and the others, and their faces were full of joy.
Although there are second-order talismans and second-order puppet beasts in hand, there are many second-order monsters in the secret realm, as well as many poisonous insects who are good at hiding their breath, and many clansmen died on the second-order monsters.
Time passed by, and successive clansmen flew out of the blue light gate.
An hour later, no clansmen flew out of the blue light gate, and fifteen clansmen remained in the secret territory forever.
"Why are you people alone, what did you encounter in the secret realm?"
Wang Changsheng frowned and asked, for this trip to the secret realm, he had prepared for a long time, and spent a lot of resources to cultivate forty people, each of whom carried a large number of powerful talismans and magic tools, Wang Jiyun and others are in the qi refining period , but the strength is similar to that of the first and second floor monks of the foundation building.
Even in this case, the loss is still small, and the secret realm must be very dangerous.
"Going back to the ancestors, there are many second-order monsters in the secret realm. We killed three black sparrows and obtained some thousand-year-old spiritual milk. The corpses of famous people."
Wang Jiyun replied truthfully, she briefly talked about her experience of entering the secret realm.
Hearing the words "Millennium Spiritual Milk", Wang Changsheng's five eyes lit up, Millennium Spiritual Milk is a rare spiritual item that restores mana, and a drop of Millennium Spiritual Milk can instantly restore mana to a cultivator.
He released the double-eyed rat, and asked Wang Jiyun and others to take out the picked spirits.
Wang Jiyun and the others took out the spiritual things they picked one after another. According to what Wang Changsheng had told them, they could keep one-tenth of the spiritual things they got.
There are three black bird eggs, and Wang Rongting didn't get much. After hesitating, she left a drop of the thousand-year-old spiritual milk and some spiritual medicine, and handed the black bird eggs to the family.
After deducting the thousand-year-old spiritual milk left by the tribe, Wang Changsheng collected 300 drops of the thousand-year-old spiritual milk, thirty-seven five-hundred-year-old elixir, and more than 500 century-old elixir.
"The existence of the secret realm is a top secret of this clan, and no outside rumors are allowed. Ji Yun, Rong Ting, Rong Xiang, Rong Fei, Xian Ping, and Xian Sheng have performed well. The clan will focus on cultivating you. After entering the foundation-building stage, you and Meng Bin will become the seven heroes of the Wang family, and the family will focus on training you. Whether you can advance to the core-forming stage is up to you.
"Yes, my ancestor."
Wang Jiyun and the others agreed in unison, looking very excited.
"Okay, let's teleport back to Zhoushan Island! Half a word of the trip to the secret realm is not allowed, and those who violate it will be severely punished."
One day later, Wang Changsheng and his five people left Zhoushan Island with all the clansmen and disappeared into the sky.
Northern Xinjiang, Huoyafang City.
In a certain secret room, Wang Mingren was talking to a red-robed old man with a red face.
"What? Let me **** the goods?"
Wang Mingren frowned and said, he has been in Huoyafang City for so many years and rarely leaves Huoyafang City.
"That's right, Junior Brother Sun and Junior Sister Li have something to do and can't leave. You follow the caravan of this sect and **** a batch of goods to Huolin Valley, don't worry! Besides you, there are four other cultivators of Pill Formation. Song, who led the team. Senior Brother has a seventh-level cultivation base, he has escorted goods many times, and he has rich experience, they will be waiting for you at the exit of Fangshi, you can hurry up!"
"Okay! Then I'll make a run. It just so happened that I was stunned in Huoyafang City."
Wang Mingren agreed, there should be no danger with the seventh-layer cultivator leading the team.
When he came to the exit of Fangshi, Wang Mingren saw a group of cultivators, headed by a tall and thin old man in green robe, and beside him, a plump woman in red skirt stood.
Seeing the woman in the red dress, Wang Mingren was slightly taken aback. The woman in the red dress was none other than Ximen Feng.
Ximen Feng's expression was indifferent. Seeing Wang Mingren, there was a hint of surprise in his beautiful eyes, but he didn't say anything.
Wang Mingren quickly returned to normal, smiled at the old man in green robe, and said, "Senior Brother Song, younger brother Wang Mingren, I have been ordered to run with you."
He looked at Ximen Feng with a sincere smile on his face, and said, "Junior Sister Ximen, long time no see, how are you?"
After all, after falling in love, he couldn't turn a blind eye.
"Thanks to Senior Brother Wang, my little sister is very good."
Ximen Feng's tone was indifferent, with a look of rejecting people thousands of miles away.
"Junior Brother Wang, Junior Sister Ximen, do you know each other?"
The old man in Qingpao asked curiously, he was transferred from the main helm, and he didn't know what happened between Wang Mingren and Ximen Feng.
Wang Mingren nodded and said with a smile, "I have worked with Junior Sister Ximen."
"Alright, Senior Brother Song, it's getting late, let's hit the road! Don't delay."
Ximen Feng urged, a little impatient.
The old man in green robe nodded and said, "It's really getting late, let's hit the road!"
Leaving the market, the old man in green robe released a red light flying boat, carrying the crowd towards the sky, and the speed was very fast.
There was nothing to say along the way, Ximen Feng had a cold face, Wang Mingren wanted to talk several times, but when he saw Ximen Feng's cold face, he hesitated.
"Junior Brother Wang, Junior Sister Ximen is withdrawn and doesn't like to talk to people. Everyone is the same, don't worry about it."
A young woman in a yellow dress in her early thirties explained through voice transmission.
Wang Mingren frowned and asked, "Don't like to talk to people? Senior sister was transferred from the main helm!"
The Ximen Feng he knew was lively and cheerful and made many friends. When did Ximen Feng become withdrawn?
"Yes! How does Junior Brother Wang know?"
Wang Mingren smiled slightly smiled and said, "Just guess."
He looked at Ximen Feng's cold face and sighed in his heart. The change in Ximen Feng's character should have something to do with him.
Half a year later, they appeared over a somewhat desolate plain, with a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles, sparsely populated, the ground was covered with gravel, and the vegetation was sparse.
"Crossing this plain, in another day, we will be able to reach the Huo Lin Valley."
The old man in green robe said with a smile, in a relaxed tone.
"Yeah! We..."
At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew on the plain, and the dust flew up. The surrounding scene changed drastically. They suddenly appeared in an endless yellow desert.
"Not good, formation, enemy attack, enemy attack."
The old man in Qingpao was very experienced, and he immediately knew what was going on.
He has escorted the goods so many times without incident. Why did it happen this time? If there is no internal response, the enemy will not know their advancing route at all.
His eyes fell on Wang Mingren, but soon, he shook his head again. Wang Mingren joined them halfway, and the chance of him being a traitor was very low.
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