Chapter 785 The secret of spiritual veins, Su Twelve’s thoughts

"However, all the Xuanji Sect's top combat forces were sacrificed in a crucial battle. When they retreated, they were ambushed by demonic soldiers. The middle and lower-level monks were brutally slaughtered, with no survivors, and the inheritance was cut off!!!"

Shen Miaoyin's voice sounded, and everyone present was shocked.

"Xuanji Sect? The third largest force in Zhongzhou back then? Why...have I never heard of it!"

"Amitabha! The world is forgetful. Thousands of years have passed, and the past has long been forgotten! The Tianyan Huanxing Sect back then was split into two branches: Tianyan and Huanxing. However, in less than a thousand years, how many people in this world can still remember it? The existence of Tianyan lineage? "

"Alas! I have heard a little bit about it, but after so many years, this place has been contaminated by demons. Can the Xuanji Sect's headquarters really still exist?"

…

Everyone was talking quietly, and their eyes fell on Shen Miaoyin.

Only Su Twelve glanced at Tang Zhuying in the crowd with his peripheral vision without revealing anything.

He would never forget that Tang Zhuying personally said that day in the Huanxing Sect's library that she was the only descendant of the Xuanji Sect.

But under Su Twelve's gaze, Tang Zhuying's expression did not change and she acted extremely indifferent.

Shen Miaoyin's voice continued to sound under everyone's doubtful gaze: "The Xuanji Sect's heritage is extraordinary. Wherever the sect is stationed, there must be spiritual veins left. It may not be realistic to protect the entire sect, but maintaining some key formations for thousands of years , it’s not difficult at all.”

Master Tianhong couldn't help but say: "Spiritual veins? According to legend, it is formed by condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It can continuously absorb and derive more spiritual energy of heaven and earth by swallowing earth energy and turbid air of heaven and earth?"

"Looking at Muyun Province, even if we gather the power of the five major forces, we may not be able to find a spiritual vein. It is true that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. This Xuanji Sect is indeed not simple."

As Master Tianhong's voice sounded, everyone present was shocked.

As an immortal cultivator, everyone knows the efficacy and role of spiritual veins very well.

There are nine levels of spiritual veins, which can not only gather and generate more spiritual energy from heaven and earth, but also gradually condense spiritual stones in the process of nurturing spiritual energy.

Relying on spiritual veins to practice means relying on the spiritual stones of heaven and earth all the time.

For monks, the smaller one is used in the cave for their own cultivation. Generally, it is used for a sect, a country, or even the entire Muyun Prefecture.

No matter what the effect is, it is of great benefit!

For a moment, the information about spiritual veins was recalled in his mind. Everyone's eyes were bright, their breathing was rapid, and they were secretly excited.

His expression could not hide his desire for that spiritual vein. Money and silk attract people's hearts, coupled with the invisible influence of the evil spirit in the air.

Except for a few extremely strong-minded monks from the three sects, many of them began to have sharp eyes, full of greed and desire, and only the word "spirit" remained in their minds.

"Amitabha! It is still unknown whether there is really a spiritual vein. Moreover, even if there is indeed a spiritual vein, unless the seniors at the Nascent Soul stage come in person, who can capture such heaven and earth spiritual objects?"

Master Shanzai clasped his hands together and suddenly shouted.

A clear voice sounded, and the bodies of the Buddha and everyone behind him trembled slightly, and their eyes immediately flashed with Qingming!

"What Master Shanzai said is absolutely true. The top priority is to save people! Since Xiaoyou Su said that Senior Brother Xiaomuzi, Zen Master Shanfa and others are in Tianmen Mountain, whether it is true or not, we have to find out!"

"It's three hundred miles away, so it doesn't matter if we delay!"

Daozhang Zhang spoke immediately, his voice was not loud, but it contained the intention of the sword.

Cooperate with the Buddha's voice to clear away distracting thoughts in everyone's mind.

"What Zhang Daozhang said is right. Since the position has been determined, it must be based on

Saving people is the top priority! "

"But in order to prevent the news from leaking, let the people of the Zhao Dynasty and the Demonic Shadow Palace know that we are going to take the Nine-layer Plank Road. From now on, everyone will supervise each other and no longer use the communication talisman."

"Once discovered, you will probably know how to deal with it without Su's reminder, right?"

Su Twelve immediately spoke up and turned to look at Shen Miaoyin.

"Without further ado, let's go now!"

A cold voice came out, and Shen Miaoyin turned into a stream of light wrapped in mist and took the lead to fly towards the east.

When other monks saw this, they jumped up one after another and followed closely behind.

Only Su Twelve and Master Tianhong were hovering in the air and did not act in a hurry. They were obviously trying to hold off the battle for the last time.

Seeing that Su Twelve and the others showed no signs of action, Cheng Jingfeng glanced at them and had no choice but to lead everyone in the sect to follow them quickly.

The moment he turned around, the sinister and cold light in his eyes could no longer be concealed or suppressed.

I originally thought that if it was impossible to send someone to report the message, waiting for an opportunity to use a messenger to spread the message would be one way.

But now, Su Twelve was on guard against even this move, which made Cheng Jingfeng feel particularly depressed!

"Jingfeng, what should we do now?"

Yan Donghai approached Cheng Jingfeng and immediately asked in a low voice.

He knew in his heart that from the moment he chose to surrender, there was no way out.

The Zhao Dynasty had been plotting for so many years and had so many plans, and it was impossible to give him a chance to retreat.

A cold light flashed in Cheng Jingfeng's eyes. After thinking for a moment, another sinister cold light flashed before his eyes, and he had a poisonous plan in mind.

But he did not speak, but directly used the secret voice transmission technique to transmit the message: "It doesn't matter! I have my own arrangements for this matter..."

Behind the crowd, Yan Donghai and others

Seeing his actions, Master Tianhong frowned slightly and turned to look at Su Twelve.

"Su Twelve, you are smart, but the news about Shili Gallery and Jiuzhong Plank Road can be discussed after Zen Master Shanfa, Xiao Muzi and others are rescued."

"Is it really okay to expose our intention to go to the teleportation array so early?"

"Normally no one should make fun of their own lives, but seeing Yan Donghai and the others acting like this, I'm afraid they may not be safe!"

Su Twelve grinned and said calmly: "Senior, don't worry, this junior has his own thoughts on this matter!!"

While speaking, two deep looks flashed across Su Twelve's eyes.

In his mind, he has his own considerations and calculations.

The source of the news may be true, at least judging from Cheng Jingfeng's reaction, the two are consistent. But...what if...what if it's fake?

Master Tianhong shook his head, noticed the change in Su Twelve's expression, and couldn't help but murmur secretly in his heart.

This boy deserves to be from the same school as Junior Sister Shen.

One is shrouded in fog all year round, and the other is clearly right in front of you, but they both have the same deep intentions, making it difficult for people to see through!

"Forget it, let's save people first!"

With a sigh, Master Tianhong didn't waste any more time and immediately jumped up and flew forward through the air.

Su Twelve thought and put away the two puppet bodies of the gold and wood systems. The Wuxie Sword appeared under his feet, carrying him to follow the crowd.

Everyone walked together, their momentum gathered, and they were extremely powerful.

Wherever he went, whether it was a little devil or a monster, everyone gave way.

An hour later.

Everyone gradually flew out of the peak forest canyon.

As Shen Miaoyin's figure stagnated in the air in front of him, the people following him steadied their bodies and turned their gazes forward.