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Chapter 413
When they parted, the Taixuan Qiankun Pot was no longer frustrated.It was full of fighting spirit and devoted itself to cultivation.

Jing Yingrong went out from the mountainside and stopped under an ancient tree on the mountainside of Taiyue Shenshan.

Jijie Pen: "Where are you going next?"

Jing Yingrong looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds, "Tian Yuan."

Just as she was about to teleport, Jishajian suddenly said: "Wait a minute."

Mirror Yingrong: "?"

"A bowl of water should be flat, right? Why don't you go and see Taiqing Taixu?"

"..."

Ji Yanzhu was reluctant: "It's very difficult to talk to them."

Jijie Pen: "After so many years, maybe they have changed?"

Extreme Flame Bead: "Well... alright!"

So Jing Yingrong temporarily changed his mind.

Too clear lights, too empty soil.

These two township Taoist implements are placed in the same place.

The main hall of the sect, the apse.

In a neat and ordinary room, an oil lamp burns quietly on the table.

It was clearly daytime, but everything in the room was immersed in the dim and soft light, with the oil lamp as the center, each object cast long shadows outward.

The transparent ripples swayed, and Jing Yingrong walked out slowly.

On the ground behind her, the shadows of Jisha Sword, Jijie Pen and Jiyan Orb were reflected.

But only without her.

Jing Yingrong walked to the table and stared at the oil lamp.

After a while, only two spiritual consciousnesses entered the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Boss."

Two voices sounded at the same time.Although there were two voices, it sounded like there was only one, and the volume of the other was so weak that it was almost covered up.

Jing Yingrong let out a "huh".

After a long time, two voices said: "Hello, three."

Jisha Sword: "You two still have the same virtue when you talk, it hasn't changed at all."

Extreme Flame Bead: "It's still very strenuous!"

Jijie Pen: "I think too much."

The same time passed again—

"It's changing."

In a while—

"Han, don't worry."

finally--

"What does boundary mean?"

Extreme Flame Bead: "Ahhhhhh!"

Jijie Pen: "It's okay, I didn't point out anything. Homura calm down."

Jishajian: "What's changed, you guys... No, if I didn't ask, don't answer me."

Ji Yanzhu suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Qing and Yu are at home, you don't need to ask!"

However it was too late.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour...

After a regular interval, the belated question finally arrives:
"Aren't Qing and Yu together?"

Jisha Sword: "I can't take it anymore."

Extreme Flame Bead: "You let the mirror hold the water!"

Jijie Pen: "Look and see, the water is also brought, why don't we go to Tianyuan, mirror."

Jing Yingrong: "Wait, they still have something to do."

Three Spirits: "..."

After a while, two voices separated, and the louder one made a suffocating sound:
"Uh uh uh uh uh-!"

Accompanied by the sound, the flame of the oil lamp trembled like a convulsion.

The lights in the room rippled like water waves, and the shadows of objects twisted and swayed like ghosts and ghosts.

A small shadow formed under Jing Yingrong's feet, and the shadow slowly elongated, just like her shadow.

But before the shadow took shape, it suddenly shattered and scattered into countless tiny dark fragments that were annihilated in the light.

After the interval time passed, Tai Qingdeng said calmly: "Failure."

At the same time, the small circle of black shadows under its lamp socket moved.

This circle of black shadows can easily be mistaken for the shadow of an oil lamp.It slowly squirmed and spread, like a pool of spreading ink, and then the surface swelled and bulged, changing from a flat surface to a three-dimensional object, like a mass of flowing black mud.

The black mud rose rapidly, growing bigger and bigger, standing on the table like a black clay figurine.The clay figurine gradually grew its head and limbs, and its body size was almost the same as that of Jing Yingrong.

But this is the limit, and it has not been able to further manifest the outline.The clay figurine melted and collapsed in an instant, fell to the table and returned to a black shadow, and retracted under the oil lamp.

After a long time, Tai Xuyang said in an inaudible voice: "Failure..."

Jisha Sword: "It's strange if it succeeds! It's okay, right? Let's go."

But Jing Yingrong remembered another matter, and asked Tai Qingdeng: "Is the person you monitored alive?"

Hearing this question, the lamp flame flickered slightly, and then, several dark human-shaped shadows appeared in the midair.

These shadows are thin, like silhouettes of characters in a shadow play.

They show different postures, some leaning over their desks and raising their arms as if they are writing, some open and close their lips as if they are talking to others, some walk briskly in place, some lean their bodies slightly and their clothes flutter around, probably in the flight of an imperial weapon. .

Jing Yingrong looked at the shadows who were carrying out various activities, while Sanling guessed and discussed the identity of the person corresponding to each shadow.

Tai Qingdeng's answer was still late:

"Those who took refuge in monsters have already been wiped out. The remaining group are colluding with evil cultivators. Boss, who do you want to die?"

Jing Yingrong shook her head: "I have no one I want to kill."

Immediately, she pointed to one of the shadows with weird movements, and asked, "What is this person doing?"

The shadow was hanging upside down, its hands were waving, as if it was struggling violently.Even more bizarrely, parts of the legs are rapidly disappearing.

By the time the sound of Taiqing Deng's voice sounded, the shadow had completely disappeared.

"He is being eaten by monsters."

Jijie Pen: "It seems to be someone who is fighting outside."

Extreme Flame Bead: "The one next to it is also, it looks like it is fighting."

The other shadow pointed by the Extreme Flame Orb was making various actions to cast spells.

Jishajian: "It seems that the strength is good, this person is... Forget it, I won't ask."

The three spirits discussed for a while before Taiqingdeng reported the situation of the previous shadow:

"Confirmed death."

Jing Yingrong looked away from the shadows, and said to Taiqingdeng and Taixuyang, "I'm leaving."

She waited patiently until the two replied to her "goodbye, boss" before leaving.

The space returns to emptiness.

After a long time, the shadow-like Tai Xuran moved again.

The spiritual consciousness carries the words and floats in the hall.

"Next time, I will also challenge to make your shadow and clay puppets..."

time flies……

Tai Qingdeng: "You delayed too long, the boss has already left."

elapsed...

Tai Xuyang: "Oh..."

……

Tai Qingdeng: "Learn from me, I am faster than you."

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Tai Xuyang: "Okay..."

……

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He said he was going to Tianyuan, but after Jing Yingrong found Yanlan's location, he found that Yanlan was not in Tianyuan at this time.

Demon domain.

Yan Lan stood on the cloud, staring down at the boundless land.

Below is a primitive and beautiful mountain forest, in which several kinds of monsters live.

Due to the launch of the beast tide, the number of remaining monsters in the monster domain has been greatly reduced, and this area is no exception.

Most of the ones left here are immature cubs and beasts that have not been fully demonized.

The unfolded consciousness is vast and subtle, sweeping through this place over and over again.

Yan Lan kept engraving the information obtained by her spiritual consciousness into the jade slips in her hand.

Monster species, quantity, distribution, growth status, cultivation range, topography, geological composition, water energy of the watershed, vegetation products, temperature and humidity, spiritual energy content...

After completing the investigation projects one by one, Yan Lan put away the jade slips, took out a map, and checked the next investigation area.

Just then, Jing Yingrong appeared in front of her.

(End of this chapter)