Chapter 925: Smelling the Smoke and Looking at the East Spirit (6)

Because of the stakes of the matter, ordinary soul seekers are not credible.

Only Master Yu, who can search for souls while truly projecting the memories of the recipient's sea of knowledge in front of all the onlookers, can be trusted!

The small side room of the cave house was full of people.

Sha Zhidie, who is the lord of the mansion, and Granny Hua, who is a witness, can only stand outside respectfully and wait.

This time, I came to observe the soul seekers.

One is the master of the Hundred Flowers Holy Maiden Lei Rui, the fire mother Begonia who now holds the real power in the ground level fire vein.

One is one of the seven ancestors of the Nanding Yan clan: Yan Fang. The Yan family is an ancient surname, and compared to the status of the Yan family in Nanding, the Sha family is just a charcoal slag.

One is the commander-in-chief of the Nanding monks in Xiqi to carry out various tasks, and the ground level fire vein and fire are all in charge of Feng Yu'er.

These three people represent the supreme power of the Nanding forces in Xiqi.

Even if they return to the Nanding realm, the three old women are also figures standing at the pinnacle.

Now, instead of going to accept the worship of the disciples with Lei Rui, they quietly came to the side room of the Sha Butterfly's humble cave.

It can be seen that the upper echelons of Nanding attach great importance to the secret report provided by Sha Zhidie!

If there really is a secret passage in the Xiqi-Dongling space, it will definitely be of epoch-making significance!

There was a vigorous fire burning on the ground!

The fire is gray.

Through the gray mist rising from the fire, Master Yu was presenting what he saw in the mind of the Eastern Spiritual Monk in front of the eyes of the three giants.

At first, it was just a normal smoke color.

Gradually, the gray smoke condensed the scenery of Dongling Tiandi.

"Really...... The legendary Lingmen Lion Mountain! ”

The old lady Yan Fang's eyes froze, remembering the picture that the ancestors had painted to her, and the peaks gathered, turning into a lying beast. The man riding the lion is the spirit of the Eastern Spirit!

"So, these two are indeed Eastern Spiritual Monks, right?"

Obviously, the old lady Begonia was still very suspicious of Sand Butterfly's information before she came, but at this moment, she had turned her head sideways and smiled approvingly to Sand Butterfly, who was standing outside the door.

It's like the word "Dongling".

Awaken the subconscious of the tortured!

"Nope! No! Don't look! I...... I must not tell you the secrets of the passage to these damn Nanding Fire Cultivators! ”

Ji Tong twitched all over, the corners of his mouth were foaming at the mouth, and his consciousness was desperately fighting back!

"Please don't interfere." Master Yu was sweating all over his head and was extremely nervous.

This may be the most fatal job he has received since his debut.

For the first time, he was directly tied to Xiqi by so many big guys.

Before that, he had no idea that Nanding's forces had invaded the Western Realm behind the Divine Wind Wall more than two years ago.

The Eastern Spiritual Monk in front of him, knowing that there is no prohibition in the sea, the situation is much better than what he had predicted early on.

But for some reason, this time the invasion of divine consciousness always made me feel slightly uneasy.

For example, the vanity of one's own consciousness trapped in the other party's memory, and the confusion and incoherence of the other party's memory for a moment.

The nature of soul seekers is generally cautious.

Because of the deviation of consciousness, the slightest mistake is a thousand miles.

However, after many repeated questioning and exploration, Master Yu could not find any flaws at all......

So he could only blame the slight unhappiness in his sixth sense on the brain of the Eastern Spirit Cultivator, who looked different from the noble Nanding Fire Cultivators.

Reminded by the Soul Seeker.

The veteran fire cultivators present immediately closed their mouths and even restrained the fire power on their bodies. Staring intently at the cloud of gray smoke rising from the fire.