Rather damage Luoyun Cliff, rather damage fifteen Northern Han Ding Cultivation elites, just to keep Amu safe, this price is really too great.

But Tie Yun just thought about it in his heart, Mei Wangnan and the Ice Fairy didn't raise any objections, so he naturally wouldn't talk much.

Moreover, Han Qianli came in a group of four people, and most of them had already made plans before.

Tie Yun retreated aside, and now that the sect master was here, his burden was suddenly relaxed.

As soon as the cold thousands of miles arrived, the atmosphere of Luoyun Cliff suddenly became more solemn, and it was silent for a while. Zhao Xian and Li Tong and the others didn't dare to speak, they didn't even dare to raise their heads, they only muttered in their hearts.

Han Qianli stared at the Tianzi Cave, and there was no sadness or joy in his eyes, but gradually, three crystal shining things like huge snowflakes on Han Qianlizhou's body flew up and down, and Dao Dao Guanghua covered it in it.

"Spirit Saint Phase!" "Snow Blade!"

The monk who knew the different appearance of Han Qianli was at least a monk of Tieyun's level in Beihan, and his face couldn't help but change slightly.

A cultivator born from the Northern Han Sect, Han Qianli is the only Spirit Saint Cultivator, and this Spirit Saint Appearance is a unique feature of a cultivator above the Spiritual Saint Beginner Rank.

Normally, when the spiritual power is not used, this disappearance is not obvious, but once the spiritual power in the body is activated, this disappearance will be accompanied by it.

And Han Qianli's different phase is different, because he condensed his own different phase in his natal magic weapon, called Snow Blade.

Although this snow blade is only a high-level spirit treasure, it is no less than a beginner-level soul treasure, both offensive and defensive, and the mystery is endless, it is the most proud magic weapon of Han Qianli, and it is not easy to show it in ordinary times.

At this time, the disciples of Luoyun Cliff can be regarded as opening their eyes, and the power of the Spirit Saint is displayed in a different phase, and they can see it for the first time.

The beginner-level disciples couldn't help but automatically withdraw back nearly a hundred zhang, and even the fixed cultivation disciples also withdrew more than a dozen zhang.

There were only seven people around Han Qianli, the first elder of the three peaks of the Supreme Spirit Realm, Tie Yun, and the other two disciples who had fixed the cultivation of the Intermediate Great Perfection.

The huge falling cloud cliff is silent, and it is a little frighteningly quiet.

Time was still passing, an hour was about to pass, and Han Qianli's eyes narrowed slightly, and the snow blade seemed to fly faster.

Mei Wangnan and the Ice Fairy stared at the Cave Mansion and Dingxiu Cave No. 1 respectively, ready to use secret methods to notify Mei Lingfeng and Han Bingyi inside.

The retreat of the disciples of the meditation is not like that of Amu, but they can all communicate with them using secret methods, but they are generally not easily disturbed.

It's going to be an hour soon, nine days and nine nights, and this zuihou hour is the limit of waiting for thousands of miles.

The sun sank in the west, and at this time, everyone in the Falling Cloud Cliff felt a chill getting heavier, and it turned out to be centered on the cold Qianli, and the falling clouds were all cold fog that was drifting.

All the disciples of the Northern Han held their breath, the Sect Master of the Northern Han, the supreme master of the first level of the Spirit Saint, was about to make a move?

Subconsciously, almost all the Northern Han disciples wanted to see the demeanor of the first-level cultivators of the Spirit Saint.

The Spirit Saint Initial Rank shocked the Northern Wilderness, and it is said that they have the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea, but these Northern Han disciples have never seen Han Qianli make a move. Because there are too few opponents worthy of a cold shot.

For the monks of the cultivation realm, the spiritual saint monk is a god-like being.

The air seemed to freeze, the tension was almost dizzying, and everyone was giving orders in the cold.

Then fifteen fixed cultivators went out, and the four spiritual realm monks immediately displayed their might.

But at this moment when the sword was drawn, I saw that the prohibition at the entrance of the Tianzi Cave Mansion suddenly lit up, the black light flashed, and a figure flew out from it, but it shook slightly.

"Amu!" exclaimed those who knew Amu almost simultaneously.

That figure was none other than Ah Mu flying out of the cave with the Tianxuan Flying Saucer.

"Amu-" Han Qian was overjoyed, and the cold mist dissipated and went straight to Amu.

"Huh?" Amu was still in the same beginner's white robe, but a black light flashed in his eyes, and his expression was quite tired.

"Amu, are you okay? Nine days and nine nights, immortal root--" Han Qianli just asked Amu half a sentence, but his divine sense swept over Amu's body, and his face changed in an instant.

Mei Wangnan, Bai Yifeng and others, who were closely behind Han Qianli, swept their senses and their complexions changed suddenly.

Amu naturally saw everyone's expressions, and couldn't help but turn slightly pale, and said in a deep voice: "Amu, I have failed to live up to your high expectations and raise immortal roots!"

"Failed to raise fairy roots!"

"Failed!"

Although Amu's words were not loud, they were like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, which shook the minds of the people of the Northern Han and buzzed, and it was like a black whirlwind blowing over the Northern Cold.

Everyone almost thought they had misheard.

How is it possible? In the Northern Han Sect, from the Han Qianli to the little cultivators, no one thought that the Amuhui Immortal Root would fail.

Starting from Amu's first entry to the Northern Han Sect and the refusal to be a disciple of the Han Qianli Sect directly in the Northern Han Palace, Amu hit the third level of the initial cultivation, retreated to the intermediate level, easily entered the Tianzi Cave Mansion of Luoyun Cliff, and vigorously killed the ninth-order monks of the first level, and hit the final product for three months, bringing too much incredibleness to the Northern Han Sect, and Amu is almost recognized as a genius in the Northern Han Sect that has not been encountered for 10,000 years.

How could such an Amu fail to raise roots?

"Impossible!" the first in the distance from the water did not believe.

"Yes, it's impossible!" said some Beihan disciples who usually admired Amu.

"Yes, it can't be!" more and more voices of questioning converged into waves of voices.

Listening to these voices, Amu smiled miserably, and then hugged his fists around and said, "Let you be disappointed, I, Amu, have indeed not raised immortal roots!

Han Qianli and other high-level cultivators, as soon as their divine sense swept away, they knew that the Amu Immortal Root had not yet been completed, because there was no slightest fluctuation in cultivation. Not only that, but the feeling of aura overflowing that can usually be felt in Amu's body has almost disappeared and become minimal.

Nine days and nine nights, was he knocked down by the Tianzi Cave Mansion and cultivated? But Amu is a mortal.

The Northern Han Sect, the three major immortal gates of the Northern Wilderness. Xingshi moved the people, and everyone guarded it for nine days and nine nights, and it was actually such a result, except for Han Qianli, almost everyone was extremely unhappy in their hearts, and even Tie Yun frowned.

This is almost a joke, using the two elders of the Northern Han Sect and more than a dozen fixed cultivation disciples to set up the Xuanhan Great Array, Tie Yun also has a Nine Shadows Soul Chasing Pill in his arms, the Northern Cold Sect Master, the first of the three peaks to come and prepare to let all the fixed cultivation disciples who have closed the death pass out of the customs in advance, all of this is afraid that this genius who has not met in the Northern Han for ten thousand years will have any accidents.

I didn't expect Amu to go out of the customs by himself and be safe, but it was actually the result of a failure to raise roots.

This result is a little unacceptable even for those who pass by to see the excitement, not to mention some disciples who have been busy for seven or eight days and nights.

"Hehe! Genius for thousands of years, actually failed to cultivate! Mobilize the people, jokes, jokes!" At this time, Zhao Xian was the first to mutter.

But this sound was like a fuse, which immediately caused a chain reaction.

"But what's the matter? I've been waiting for days, and this is a monkey?"

"Bullshit genius!"

"I said he couldn't do it earlier, but with the magic weapon, I saw it! I can't even raise immortal roots, isn't it the same as the waste wood from the water?"

“haha！”

For a time, evil voices abounded.

There is nothing more poisonous in the world than people's mouths, some people fan the flames, and some people take advantage of the situation. At this time, the high-ranking members of the Northern Han Sect seemed to have no intention of stopping these disciples.

"Let's go, I'll go back to cultivating! I'm going to hit the fifth level of beginner cultivation!"

"Yes, go, I also want to stabilize my fourth-order cultivation, I wasted four or five days in vain! ”

Zaijian's blue clothes are fluttering, and there are also a little purple clothes, one by one, the wind of the wind, the vertical sword of the sword, and the wind and clouds dissipate.

Even those white-clothed monks shook their heads.

In the distance, only the lonely Lishui looked at Amu from afar, his face was pale, but his expression was extremely determined, and he did not have the slightest intention of leaving.

And Amu's face was slightly pale, looking at the scattered crowd, Zuihou's eyes fell on Zhao Xian, and a black light flashed imperceptibly in his eyes.

"Amu, it's okay! there's still a chance!" Han Qianli reluctantly smiled at Amu, and then waved his hand, and said to the three peaks head, the two elders of Yun Li, and those Dingxiu disciples who didn't dare to leave on their own, "You guys are also dispersed!"

In the second half of Han Qianli's sentence, his voice was flat, but he could still hear the excitement in it.

These people were already blocked in their hearts, and they were somewhat dissatisfied with Amu, but they didn't dare to show it in Han Qian, and when they heard this, they naturally bowed down and flew away.

Among the three first seats, Bai Yifeng was the most optimistic about Amu, otherwise he would not have given a treasure like Tianxuan Flying Saucer to Amu at the beginning, but at this time, he was also quite disappointed, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly. The first time the root cultivation failed, Amu's immortal road can be said to be bleak.

So, the three men also took their leave.

Zuihou was left with Tieyun alone, and Han Qianli said to Tieyun: "Tieyun, you can go too, I have something to say to Amu!"

Tie Yun nodded, looked at Amu, and then took out the Nine Shadows Soul Chasing Pill from his arms and handed it to Han Qianli, sighed, did not hide his deep disappointment, and also went away against the wind.