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    "Senior, shall we set off now?" Fu Cang was a little embarrassed when he learned that the two still had this relationship through the voice transmission of Sa Sa.

    He also followed Sasha and called him senior. There is no way, I can¡¯t say, I am the future grandson-in-law of your brother¡¯s grandson¡¯s grandson¡¯s grandson¡¯s grandson¡¯s grandson¡¯s grandson, right?

    "Okay." Tongming was already easy to speak, but when facing the juniors, it was even easier to speak.  He glanced curiously at the sword spirit lying on Sa Sa's shoulder, and listened to her self-introduction, "My name is Wen Rentian."

    "Ah Tian used my mother's surname." Sa Sa smiled and explained.

    Tong Ming touched his nose, a wheel-shaped magic weapon flew out of his sleeve, he flew up and stepped on it, and said: "My lay name is Wen Ren Dao, I have heard Fa Ming mention you."

    "We also heard that Faming also mentioned seniors." Sa Sa said with a frown.  In fact, if it is completely according to the name in the cultivation world, Sa Sa Fucang is talking with Fa Ming's peers, but the ancestor in front of him is Senior Brother Fa Ming, so he should be called Daoyou.  But there are so many seniority gaps, if you want to be called a fellow Taoist, you really can't pass the test in your heart, so you have to choose the vague senior as the title.

    This is the difference between the cultivation world and the ordinary world.  Venerable Tongming built foundations at 20 years old, golden elixir at 30 years old, Nascent Soul at 100 years old, and deity transformation at 300 years old. They are definitely young and promising in the cultivation world, but they can be regarded as the ancestors of others in the mortal world.

    It was noon, and it was the time when Duankongya's spirit fire was the strongest and most restless.  As soon as the few people entered the cliff, the hunting wind brought a heat wave, and even tiny sparks rolled in it.

    This scene can be considered a spectacle, and even has a bit of a romantic mood with brilliant fireworks, but if the person in it is not cultivated enough, what he feels is not romantic, but fatal.  Sa Sa's sword energy moved slightly, and bounced away the approaching spiritual fires one by one.  Fu Cang also propped up a two-color spiritual power shield around his body, the outer layer of fire aura, and the inner layer of water aura, which together isolate the heat.

    In the turmoil of the sky, Sa Sa took out the clear water jade carving box given to her by sick wine. Inside, there was a cloud-white half-moon key condensed by special power.  At the same time, Tong Ming also opened the same box.

    The two keys seemed to sense each other's existence, and at the same time they bloomed with a faint brilliance, sending out faint fluctuations, summoning the destination of the three.

    "The land in the extreme east of Duankong Cliff." Tong Ming said towards Sasha Fucang.

    Sa Sa thought for a while, and said: "I remember the second senior brother said that when he left last time, that space was still in the middle of Duankong Cliff."

    "The position of this kind of space that is separated by itself rarely changes." Fu Cang raised his eyebrows, "There should be some reason."

    In the world of comprehension, the entrance to a secret realm is generally fixed, and the location of a separate space, such as the blue sea, rarely changes.  Of course, this is not only for the convenience of the cultivators, but more because of the trouble.

    Every relocation will affect the space - not only the space of the place of relocation, but also the space of the place of relocation, and the power consumption is not only huge, but also not small, and it is tossing.  Therefore, the spiritual consciousness born in the secret realm or space is generally unwilling to move. As for the secret realm or space that has not produced the spiritual consciousness, uh, it usually stays in the original place.

    It took the three of them half a day to arrive at the extreme east of Duankong Cliff. At this time, the sun was setting and the moon was rising. The wind that originally carried heat waves and even Mars became cold when the last ray of sunlight disappeared into the sky.  biting.

    It's just that there is no trace of the existence of that space.

    The two half-moon-shaped keys have joined together to form a complete circle, full of brilliance, and still emitting special fluctuations, but there is no other reaction.

    "It should be here, let me figure it out." Tongming's spiritual power moved slightly, and a black and white exquisite chessboard appeared in front of him.

    The world is the board, the common people are the sons, people who use hexagrams, divination and calculations often use the chess board as their natal magic weapon, and Tongming is no exception.

    Except for Fa Ming, Sa Sa has never seen other people's fortune-telling, so she takes it very seriously.  As for Fa Ming, he was still at the stage of pinching his fingers and making calculations. At most, he would use tortoise shells let's not mention it.

    Spiritual power was poured into the chessboard, and the lustrous light on the pieces of the chessboard gradually expanded, covering the whole body of monk Xuanshang in front of him, giving his face a layer of majesty.

    This kind of breath is somewhat similar to the Tianyanzong kit that Daoist Qingming gave Sa Sa.  One of the kits was torn apart by Daoist Hanxu casually, and there were two remaining.

    After a while, the light on the chessboard stopped for a while, Tongming put it away, and said seriously: "That space is here, it should be covered by something. It should be the same reason for the change of its position."

    His spiritual consciousness enveloped this piece of world, he searched it carefully, and walked towards the rustling? Signs of mastery.

    There was a slight surprise in Huo Ling's eyes, and after passing the words to the boy, the boy's expression also became uncertain.

    Feng Ling finally agreed not to stop the three of them from entering, but on the condition that Fu Cang help him restore his cultivation after he came out.

    He originally wanted to let the three of them in after Fu Cang finished helping him, but Fu Cang refused without hesitation, so he had to give in and pray that this unicorn would not hang in this space.

    Without the barrier of the wind spirit, the key that was combined into a complete circle flew towards the milky white space barrier, shining brilliantly in an instant.  After a while, the light faded away.

    Appearing in front of the three of them, Feng Ling, and Huo Ling, was a space door with restrained brilliance and faint fluctuations.

    Fu Cang took Sa Sa without hesitation, pushed the door and entered, and Tong Ming followed without hesitation.

    However, the door of space was not closed immediately, and the wind spirit and fire spirit hesitated for a while, but still did not enter.

    Feng Ling suffered enough from the power of time. He didn't let the three of them in before. Apart from protecting food, he was also afraid that something would happen to them.

    Huo Ling saw Feng Ling's fate.  He is just one of dozens of fire spirits in Duankong Cliff, and the one in front of him is the only wind spirit in the entire Duankong Cliff.

    After Feng Ling has done this, he still doesn't want to join in the fun.

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