Chapter 1940 Ancient Immortal Sect
Hearing this explanation, Su Twelve nodded and felt relieved.
He was not surprised by this.
It seems that... this Ling Rong's master should be the only strong person in the Ancient Immortal Sect.
Periods of distraction exist, and the period of retreat is slightly longer, which can last for hundreds of years.
It is not impossible for a small force to turn from prosperity to decline in hundreds of years. .??.
The thought flashed across his mind, and Su Twelve looked at the green crops on the ground and continued to speak.
"That's all, I am indeed concerned about the actions of the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation against Azure Star. Since it was a coincidence, I followed this little girl to the Ancient Immortal Sect."
"If there is any trouble, I will try to solve it for her within my ability. Of course, if things cannot be done, I will leave directly and will never stay for a long time."
"In addition, I also need a little girl to inquire about the movements of the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation and the Austrian Aid Azure Star."
Continuing to speak, Su Twelve finally agreed.
At the end, he turned to look at Ren Lingrong.
Ren Lingrong said seriously: "Senior, don't worry, even if senior doesn't do anything, junior will try his best to help pay attention to the information that senior wants to know."
"Thank you, senior!"
On the ground, Qinghe also hurriedly expressed his thanks.
The moment the words fell, the regret in my heart disappeared, and my last breath also disappeared in an instant.
Lying on the ground helplessly, he lost his breath in the blink of an eye.
"grandmother……"
Even though he had been mentally prepared for this scene, Ren Lingrong couldn't help but feel weak, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, and cried loudly.
When her only close relative passed away, even though she was a Nascent Soul monk, she could not help but feel extremely sad in her heart.
Tears fell on the ground. No matter how she called, she could not call back her loved ones.
For seven days and seven nights, Ren Lingrong knelt on the ground and never moved.
Su
Twelve stood aside silently, his expression calm, but he felt the same in his heart.
He has had similar experiences before.
To Ren Lingrong, he didn't urge him or say anything more.
On the seventh day, a ray of setting sun rose from the east, and little bits of sunlight fell on Ren Lingrong.
She shook her delicate body slightly, wiped the dry corners of her eyes, and Ren Lingrong slowly stood up from the ground.
Only seven days had passed. At this time, she seemed to have lost weight, but her temperament had also become much more mature.
The look in his eyes also became firmer than ever at this moment.
"Senior, thank you for waiting for these days. After I bury grandma and grandpa together, we will go to the Ancient Immortal Sect."
Turning to face Su Twelve, Ren Lingrong bowed respectfully.
After finishing speaking, Su Twelve nodded, raised his hand and took out a niche, and activated his true energy to put the green grass on the ground into the niche.
The shrine does not look too big on the surface, but inside it is a small space similar to a storage bag.
Through the shrine, one can vaguely see the unconscious Nascent Soul inside, surrounded by Qinghe's body.
Although the two died physically, the two people who loved each other were buried together after death. In a sense, it was a happy thing.
An hour later, a new grave was erected on the edge of Ren's house.
After doing this, Ren Lingrong kowtowed respectfully at the grave.
"Grandpa, grandma, rest in peace. From now on, I will never cry again."
"I will do my best to go on this long road of cultivating immortality and carry your will. For no other reason than that we are just an ant on the immortal road, I will show you the end of this immortal road.
Is it really the way to eternal life? "
When he turned around and left, Ren Lingrong's mood had completely calmed down, and his eyes had become decisive.
No matter in the secular world or the world of cultivating immortals, when the deceased is buried and relatives and friends leave, no one can cry anymore.
There is no other reason, just to let the deceased rest in peace, not to turn back on the road to hell, and to avoid the pain of reincarnation.
"Senior, let's go!"
Walking to Su Twelve's side, Ren Lingrong spoke calmly.
Su Twelve nodded, "I wonder where the Ancient Immortal Sect is located?"
Ren Lingrong replied: "According to Master's instructions, the Ancient Immortal Sect is in the desert near Guyue City in Chenxing where Xuannv Tower is located. Outside Guihai City, there is a cross-star teleportation array that can teleport to Chenxing Guyue. Near the city. Seniors coming from Baizhangfang City should know."
"Then let's go!"
Needless to say, during these days of escaping, Su Twelve already knew the teleportation formations in various places in the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation.
With a flicker of his body, he rose into the sky and flew towards the inter-star teleportation formation outside Guihai City.
He was not fast to ensure that Ren Lingrong could keep up.
…
Chenxing.
In an endless desert outside Lone Moon City, there is a long stretch of yellow sand, which occasionally surges violently with storms.
In the storm and yellow sand, from time to time, powerful monster auras flashed past.
In this boundless desert, there are many powerful monsters hiding in the wilderness that are as powerful as those in the Nascent Soul stage or even in the out-of-body stage.
Two streams of light came one after another, piercing the sky, leaving behind two streams of air.
Under the desert, from time to time, monsters would feel the aura of strangers, and they would rush out of the desert with strong auras and roars, carrying the yellow sand in the sky and rushing toward the two streaks of light.
However, no matter whether it was a monster comparable to a Nascent Soul Stage or a monk in the Out-of-Body Stage, before the attack could be launched, a sword light flew out from a stream of light in front of it.
With one blow, someone will be killed or seriously injured, and they will disappear on the spot.
The deaths of the tyrannical monsters also made other monsters feel fear and jealousy.
As the two streams of light moved forward, even if there were monsters ready to move, they did not take much action.
Until they rushed to the center of the desert, the light disappeared, and the figures of two monks slowly appeared.
These two people were none other than Su Twelve and Ren Lingrong who had left Guihai City.
"Huh... Fortunately, I have a senior accompanying me on this trip. Otherwise, with my humble skills, I might not be able to go deep into this boundless desert. I don't know what the master thinks, but he actually lets me go to this ancient immortal gate by myself." "
He breathed a long sigh of relief and turned to look at Su Twelve. Ren Lingrong's eyes showed gratitude, but there was a look of lingering fear on his face.
"The abilities that exist during the distraction period are unpredictable. Maybe Master Ling has already calculated the current situation."
Su Twelve squinted his eyes, looking thoughtful.
From the moment Qinghe asked to let him go to the Ancient Immortal Sect, he had a vague feeling of being plotted.
After going deep into the desert, encountering and killing powerful monsters along the way, I had a clearer guess in my mind.
This calculation is not malicious. Or rather than saying it is a calculation, it can be said to be an intuitive prediction of some things when one has reached a certain level of cultivation strength.
"It's not impossible. My master is so mysterious. It's definitely not simple anyway."
Ren Lingrong nodded, looking deeply in agreement.
As he said that, he looked around quickly and saw that there was still boundless desert in front of him, with no trace of the sect at all, and then he frowned slightly.
