After returning to the room at night, Murong Ningyue did not rush to sleep, but continued to practice cross-legged. Seeing this, Murong Yue couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing? Why don't you sleep at night?"

Murong Ningyue closed her eyes and said, "I'm practicing, so you can sleep with you, I won't disturb you!"

When Murong Yue heard this, she stopped talking and went to bed first. Murong Ningyue meditated until the next morning, but unfortunately there was no sign of a breakthrough.

Taoist Master Tianji was waiting outside the door as usual, and Murong Yue even got up early and followed Taoist Master Tianji. After several days, Murong Yue seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of life.

After Murong Ningyue arrived at the martial arts training ground, she continued to indulge in cultivation. When Master Kuo Ming saw Murong Ningyue so obsessed with cultivation, he not only did not appreciate it but showed a hint of worry.

"Junior Brother Huo Ming, how is Qinglian's condition recently?"

Taoist Master Fuxiao came to the martial arts training ground again. Taoist Master Huoming replied after hearing this: "Senior Brother, Qinglian was obsessed with practicing after learning the Wudao Art. However, it seems that her bottleneck seems difficult to break through!"

Taoist Master Fuxu frowned and said, "Since that's the case, it's probably not very useful to practice so hard. Why don't you let her go to the Bagua Formation to break through!"

"But there are many dangers in the Bagua Formation. Qinglian is just a saint's cultivation level. What if something happens?"

Taoist Master Fuxu smiled and said, "Qinglian is a person that even Junior Brother Tianji cannot calculate. How could such a blessing person have something to do because of a small Bagua Formation? Besides, you and I will be staring at you and I will take action in time even if there is something to do!"

Hearing Taoist Master Fuxue said this, Master Huo Ming nodded and said, "Okay, since you have decided, you can do it like this."

Murong Ningyue was practicing when she suddenly heard the voice of Taoist Master Nuo Ming ringing in her ears: "Nephew Qinglian, I think it's not a big deal for you to practice like this. It's better to let Uncle Master take you to a holy land in our Wudao Sect to practice. Maybe it will be helpful for your cultivation to improve."

When Murong Ningyue heard this, she couldn't help but feel happy and said, "What? Is there a holy place in our Wudao Sect? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

When Murong Ningyue heard the word "holy land", she immediately remembered the holy land on Daci Island. In that holy land, Murong Ningyue's cultivation level had been greatly improved.

If the holy land in Wudao Sect is as powerful as the holy land in Daci Island, then isn’t there hope for a breakthrough of the saint to advance to the immortal this time?

The more Murong Ningyue thought about it, the more excited he became, and even his steps became a little lighter. Soon he followed Master Huo Ming to an open space. Murong Ningyue looked around but saw nothing.

"Uncle Master, where is the holy place you are talking about?"

Master Kui Ming pointed to the empty space in front of him and said, "This is the holy land. You will know as long as you walk over!"

Murong Ningyue couldn't help but feel a little suspicious when she heard this. There was nothing special about the open space in front of her, but there was indeed a red horizontal line in front to isolate the open space. It seemed that the holy land was located within the red line.
Chapter completed!