The moment the light and shadow of Confucianism appeared, it disappeared from everyone's eyes again, Wang Tiangu and the others were stunned for a moment, and everyone had a strange look on their faces.

Wei Wuya was silent for a moment and asked:

"Lord Wang, is this person really the former Master Cangkun, however, this person only has the spirit left, even if he is really the one who was invincible back then. Now there is nothing to fear. Is that what he told me about the Lingyi Garden?"

"To a certain extent, this person is neither a Master nor a Master of Cangkun. But the matter of the Lingyi Garden was indeed learned from the mouth of the other party. "When the Ghost Spirit Sect Master heard that the spatial crack was just new, the expression on his face relaxed. Now he answered Wei Wuya's question as usual.

"What do you mean by that? Daoist friends don't have to sell Guanzi. Wei Wuya's face was slightly gloomy, and his face showed displeasure.

"Brother Wei misunderstood. The spirit of the scroll that I saw just now was actually just the remnant soul of an incarnation of the Venerable Master Cangkun in the past. In the past, when this avatar was probing the Fallen Demon Valley, it was injured by the prohibition and its body was destroyed, and it was only then that the Venerable Master Cangkun put it into this painting scroll magic vessel made of soul-nourishing wood chips to rest and recover. But now, the real Master Cangkun has been dead for an unknown number of years. In addition to some memories, this remnant soul has gained an independent body. There's nothing wrong with saying it's someone else now. The master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was not in a hurry, and said leisurely. =

Wei Wuya looked a little surprised when he heard this. Wang Tiangu pursed his lips, and a wry smile appeared in his heart. I don't know if it's because I didn't discover the secret of the scroll, or because I guessed wrong again and was a little depressed.

"I see. Looks like you've made some deal with this remnant. It will tell you about the Spiritual Garden. But it doesn't matter, it has nothing to do with the old man. As long as you can let me enter the Spiritual Garden, what kind of agreement have you made with it? I won't ask. At this age, Wei just wants to enter the god transformation stage and thus ascend to the spirit realm. Wei Wuya nodded and said coldly.

"Brother Wei is really a reasonable person. That's the best. Well, since this spatial rift only appeared by chance. I'll go!" the Ghost Spirit Sect Master smiled slightly. Then he motioned to a disciple to step forward again and open the way.

The Ghost Spirit Sect's face was a little pale, but without saying a word, he walked around the spatial crack in front of him and walked forward.

Wei Wuya walked slowly and quietly. The rest of the Ghost Spirit Gate followed at the same time.

A group of people. Continue towards the huge altar that is clearly visible.

"What's the matter, your flying squirrel is out of control!" Standing on a glacial land covered with thick layers of ice, Han Li looked up at the blood-colored glow that appeared again in the sky, and said to the purple spirit beside him with a gloomy face.

And not far behind him, a huge ice crevasse more than twenty feet wide existed. Han Li had just passed through this ice crevice and infiltrated the inner valley again.

And here around, the ice and snow are all over, the icy and biting wind, and the gusts of wind are whistling and blowing. However, Han Li stood still in place in a thin green shirt. Turning a blind eye to the cold wind.

"I don't know, my flying squirrel is fine outside, but as soon as it comes out of the cracks in the ice, it suddenly goes berserk. Luckily, I put it away early, otherwise I wouldn't have known what would have happened. Now it's both in the spirit beast bag, and furious. Zi Lingdai's eyebrows tightened, and she looked puzzled.

Han Li groaned for a moment, and suddenly slapped one hand into the storage bag. A small swarm of gold-devouring insects rushed out of the bag, and then hummed into a small cloud of insects in the air, staying motionless above Han Li's head.

Han Li's divine sense secretly urged, and the small group of insect clouds immediately flew back to the spirit beast bag like an arm. There's nothing out of control.

Han Li touched his chin, his gaze flickering, but he immediately slapped another spirit beast bag, and a black light flew out from the bag, and after a circle, it landed a few feet in front of Han Li.

As soon as the brilliance fell, a small black monkey several inches in size appeared in front of him. It's the Soul Beast.

At this moment it yawned. Blinked. He looked at Han Li with some blankness, as if he had just woken up

Han Li looked at this beast for a long time. With a flick of the expressionless sleeves, a piece of green glow swept out. A moment later, a flash of blue light flashed. There was no trace of the Soul Crying Beast.

"Since your flying squirrel is out of control, no matter what the reason, we can only rely on ourselves to find the ghost spirit gate. Fortunately, we entered the inner valley, and we will not be very far from them. I'll use my magic powers to find out. Let's see if we can find them. Please help me protect the Dharma for the time being. After Han Li pondered for a while, he said to Purple Spirit with some decision in his heart.

The Gold Devouring Worm and the Soul Crying Beast were no different in the Inner Valley, which made him feel relieved. After all, one of them is a strange worm, and the other is a mutated beast. Nature is very different from ordinary earth spirit animals.

However, Han Li naturally didn't know that the Thousand Miles Oriole prepared by the Marquis of Nanlong could also be safe and sound in the valley, while the borrowed spirit birds from the Mulan Fashi Land were in the same way as the flying squirrels of the Purple Spirit, they were out of control.

The reason for this naturally involves some secrets in the inner valley.

"Then everything can only rely on Brother Han's supernatural powers. Zi Ling bit her red lip slightly, and could only say so.

Han Li nodded, calmly sitting cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed.

After a while, his body was full of spiritual light, and his whole person was wrapped in cyan light, and there was a little more ethereal aura.

Zi Ling stayed quietly on the side, a pair of spring-like eyes, staring at Han Li's ordinary face without blinking.

To be honest, for the man in front of him, Zi Ling himself was a little unclear about what kind of feelings he had. The two say that they are pure friends, and some are not like that. At the very least, she occasionally saw a slight hint of joy and excitement in her heart when she saw the amazement in Han Li's eyes.

said that he was a confidante, let alone talked about. Although he had a life-and-death journey with Han Li, so far, Han Li had never really revealed anything to her. Instead, he faintly deliberately distanced himself from her, without the slightest intention of going further.

In fact, with Han Li's current cultivation status, if he was willing to propose to her, she couldn't predict whether she would agree or refuse. When she inadvertently learned from the mouth of a woman surnamed Song from Luoyun Sect. When Han Li already had a dual cultivation partner named Nangong Wan, she felt more of a sense of loss in her heart, as if something she had already fancied had been snatched away by someone else.

Looking at Han Li's face flickering in the blue light, Purple Spirit's expression was a little stunned. There was some crankiness in my head.

Han Li, who was meditating, naturally didn't know anything about what Purple Spirit was thinking. But he had already released his powerful divine sense, and quickly searched everything within a radius of a hundred miles to see if there were any Ghost Spirit Sect monks, but after coming over for a while, he found nothing.

Han Li's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't give up yet, and shrouded his divine sense even further. It was placed in a range of nearly two hundred miles. But after a busy time, there was still no breath of other monks.

Han Li thought about it for a moment, and suddenly took off a spirit beast bag full of gold devouring insects from his waist and offered it casually. After pinching the trick with both hands, thousands of gold-devouring insects poured out of the bag and turned into a golden insect cloud.

"Go!"

Han Li's eyes widened, and as soon as he raised his hand, a cyan spell struck the insect cloud.

After the insect cloud buzzed. They scattered in a hurry, turned into golden flowers and shot away in all directions.

When Han Li closed his eyes again, the aura on his body began to dazzle. Seeing this scene, Zi Ling's face showed a hint of surprise. I don't know what kind of magical power Han Li wants to use.

At this time, however, Han Li had already taken the Great Yan Decision to the extreme. He forcibly turned his divine consciousness into a thousand distractions. Except for a few distractions that were still left on their bodies to protect themselves against accidents, the rest of the distractions quickly caught up with each of the gold-devouring insects, temporarily attached themselves to them, and spread their wings in all directions.

With the help of the eyes of the gold devouring insects, there was no need to sense the breath of any monks, and they directly began to shoot one piece at a time. It could be where the next marker is, and it's searched up little by little.

Among them, there is naturally no shortage of spatial cracks. and be devoured, or trapped in the forbidden and unable to return. But Han Li's distraction was fundamentally intangible. It's the body of the attachment again, and when he saw that the situation was not good, he preemptively abandoned the attached gold devouring worm. Let the distraction return to Han Li's side. But even so, there were still more than a dozen distractions that could not be escaped, trapped or destroyed.

Faced with such a situation, Han Li decisively gave up these distractions and saved himself from implicating other distractions.

However, every time he gave up a distraction, Han Li's face couldn't help but turn a little pale.

But fortunately, his divine sense was so powerful that the loss of these distractions could not be used to break his muscles and bones, and he looked as usual for a moment.

With thousands of gold-devouring insects searching all over the sky, after a long time, Han Li finally found a clue and found the path of the Ghost Spirit Sect cultivators.

He immediately urged all the distractions, and suddenly thousands of gold-devouring insects immediately turned around and flew back.

When the last Gold Devouring Worm also entered the bag, Han Limian opened his eyes with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Go! I've found their whereabouts. ”

As soon as he said this, Han Li immediately got up and turned into a green rainbow and soared into the sky. Seeing this, Zi Ling also happily turned into a surprise rainbow and followed.

Not long after, Han Li and Purple Spirit appeared above a pile of rubble.

Han Li stared at a new pit that was empty below, a strange look on his face.

"Looks like this is where the next marker is. In this way, if I remember correctly, there are two more markers that can find the location of the Spirit Candle Fruit. The next location is easy to find, and it's a great opportunity for us to catch up with the people of the Ghost Spirit Gate. Han Li said calmly, and with a flick of his sleeve, a cloud of white light flew out from his sleeve and landed a few feet in front of Han Li, it was the windmill.

"Get to this car. Let's speed up and catch up with them! Your escape is too slow. Only by speeding up several times will it be possible to catch up with them. Han Li commanded Zi Ling without question.

"Speed up several times? There are countless spatial cracks in this inner valley. Isn't it too dangerous!" Zi Ling was taken aback, and his color changed slightly.

(This is the first update!)