Just as Miao Xiaomiao was pondering, the mountains in the distance suddenly moved, and then the sound of a mountain collapse rolled in.

Both Ling Qi and Miao Xiaomiao were watching intently, and they saw a series of spiritual lights appearing on the surface of the mountain. Then the spiritual lights gathered and condensed into a colorful halo at the back of the mountain.

Feeling the aura emitted from the halo, Miao Xiaomiao widened her eyes and said in disbelief: "It's those seven beads!"

"That is to say, the seven beads have a very close relationship with this mountain. The shape of the mountain looks very similar to an ancient seal. Could it be that this mountain is a magic weapon?"

Ling Qi was shocked by his speculation. While watching the changes in the mountains, he turned his mind and thought about all the information about the old man in Tianchi.

The rumbling sound became louder and louder, and the halo on the mountain became brighter and brighter at the same time. Miao Xiaomiao looked at this scene and was dazed. He really couldn't figure out what kind of thing had such a change.

Soon, the sound from the mountains seemed to become a little smaller. As the halo flowed, the clouds in the void were gradually attracted, making the mountains more mysterious than before.

However, at the next moment, the mountains were shaking, the rocks rolled down, and dust filled the sky.

After the dust that blocked the view dissipated, an ancient seal of the same size as a mountain was presented in front of Ling Qi and Miao Xiaomiao.

It can be clearly seen that in the middle of the ancient seal, there are seven huge beads that are slowly rotating in a circle. The beads are the beads obtained from the stone house in the cave before!

There was a phantom above the beads, and Miao Xiaomiao was so shocked that she could not speak.

"Let's go, I can't stay here anymore." Ling Qi took a deep breath, barely suppressed the emotions in his heart, and then hugged Miao Xiaomiao in his arms and headed towards the road of time.

In a dilapidated courtyard in the small town in the south of the city, the stained screen was lying quietly in the main house.

Suddenly a beam of spiritual light came out from it, and a spiritual power magic array condensed not far from the front of the screen. The magic array continued to operate. The next moment, two bodies suddenly appeared out of it, and then the magic array suddenly shook and disappeared.

These two figures were Ling Qi and Miao Xiaomiao. After they looked at each other, they reached a consensus and headed towards the Bianqi City together.

Walking on the road, Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help asking: "Xiao Lingqi, do you say in that space that ancient seal is a magic weapon?"

Ling Qi nodded and responded: "I did say it, but now thinking about it, it has exceeded the scope of magic weapons and should be considered a magic weapon."

"Magic weapons..." Miao Xiaomiao was speechless. Thinking about it carefully, it was normal for Tianchi Gui Lao to have a few magic weapons as a Jindan cultivator.

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The city of Teng is extremely vast. Walking on the wide street and looking at the figures on both sides, Miao Xiaomiao couldn't help but recall the scene in Jimo City. She didn't know what Ji Yunlang was like now...

Recognizing that Miao Xiaomiao's lonely mood, Ling Qi slowed down and tried to make Miao Xiaomiao, who was lying on his shoulder, feel comfortable.

He did not ask about Miao Xiaomiao's situation in detail, because he had already inferred something from some of Miao Xiaomiao's words in the Red Fire Palace.

Soon, they arrived in front of a three-story attic.

The attic is dark red all over. The three large seal characters "Ziyuan Pavilion" are written on the plaque on the door screen. A strange pattern is engraved on the lintel, which looks somewhat similar to the seal patterns of Ziyuan Avenue Palace, but there are many differences.

It was very cold inside the pavilion, and three guests were only sitting sparsely on more than twenty tables and chairs.

Ling Qi, carrying the little meow on his shoulder, walked straight to the counter, looked at the waiter who was dozing off, knocked on the table and asked, "Is there any free room on the second floor?"

The waiter looked sleepy and yawned while replying: "There are two rooms available, I wonder how many rooms the guest officials need?"

"A No. 36." Ling Qi said softly, and at the same time, his right finger knocked on the counter rhythmically, making a slight "clang clang" sound.

The waiter was listless, but when he heard the words "A No. 36", he suddenly shuddered and said attentively: "There are guests in the guest room No. 36, so how about the guest officer changing to A No. 46?"

"Third floor?"

“That’s right!”

"Okay, stay at No. 46." Just as Ling Qi finished speaking, his fingers also typed the last syllable.

The waiter shivered all over and then shouted at the young man who was resting on the bamboo bed: "Xiaoqi, I'll go upstairs to accompany the guest to see the house. You can take care of it here for a while."

The young man got off the bamboo bed with a carp, then bowed slightly to the waiter, and then swayed into the counter.

"See, please follow me."

There is a view on the third floor of Ziyuan Pavilion. The potted plants there are pretty good, and the hot summer flowers and plants are still standing tall and firm, which makes Miao Xiaomiao's mood much better.

After entering the guest room, after opening the restriction in the room, the waiter was shocked and bowed and smiled and said, "It's a person from the Taoist Palace. I just don't know if it's the senior brother of the Taoist Palace?"

"Chiru Dao Palace, Ling Qi." Ling Qi smiled faintly, then hugged Miao Xiaomiao and pointed at him and said, "This is also a disciple of the Red Fire Dao Palace, named Miao Xiaomiao; we are the disciples who received the mission."

"Hello, Senior Brother Ling." The waiter bowed to Ling Qi again, then bowed to Miao Xiaomiao and said, "Although the code is correct, can I let Junior Brother take a look at the certificates of the two disciples?"

Ling Qi also knew that this was a necessary step, so he sacrificed the identity wooden sign from his body, and Miao Xiaomiao also took out the identity wooden sign.

After feeling the unique aura in the wooden sign, the waiter breathed a sigh of relief.

"My junior brother, my name is Feng Dehai. I will explain the details of this mission one by one. Before that, please allow me to introduce many fellow students who participated in the mission."

"Please say it."

Feng Dehai nodded, and his hands suddenly started to sprout, and three rays of light and shadow condensed in the next breath.

There are clearly three disciples in the light and shadow, but they are not old, and their clothes are all made of mortal cloth shirts.

"This face-slimming cultivator is named Zhong Zi, who is good at controlling wind in the late stage of Qi Refining. This cultivator with a slender figure and elegant figure is named Ying Long, who is also in the late stage of Qi Refining. His spiritual power attribute is fire; the last cultivator with an ordinary appearance and not outstanding is named Xinglan Feng, who is in the late stage of Qi Refining. His attribute is wood.

Two of the three of them have arrived, and now they are here. The last Xing Lanfeng should be here tomorrow. Please be patient and wait."
Chapter completed!