I’m Not a Junior Sister For Many Years

A Luo was silent for a while after hearing Brother White's guess. But she also had to admit that what the other party said made sense.

Although A Luo has never planted Linggu, such tasks are usually done for disciples who are just entering the practice, in order to hone their state of mind. At the same time, the spiritual energy emitted by spiritual plants like Linggu during the growth process is also conducive to the cultivation of monks.

But this kind of "tiny" help is nothing to A Luo. Naturally, she didn't need to do such a thing with respect and dignity.

"Do you have any basis?" Although A Luo had admitted the other party's speculation in his heart, he still couldn't help but raised corresponding questions. If it is really as he said, then the danger level of this immortal relic is probably deeper than they want.

"No." The White Brother replied quite briefly.

But it was this firm tone that dispelled A Luo's last worry.

"According to what you said, what should we do next?" A Luo couldn't think of a suitable way. "If our aura is used to grow these spiritual plants, then when our aura is used up, these spiritual plants will also be used. It will not regenerate. But after we eat these spiritual plants, our cultivation base has not increased. If this continues, we can only be consumed by this place and become a mortal."

Moreover, in addition to these crops, there are villagers here.

Who are they? Is it real or just an ordinary illusion?

If it is true, how did they live when the monks did not come in? If it were fake, an illusion that could support so many people and so many cultivators, what a huge formation would it be?

Just thinking about it, you can realize the mystery and power of the master of this fairy mansion.

"Since it is the deceased mansion of the immortals, there will be a way for them to choose the heir." Brother White paused, "Do you remember the entrance where we came in?"

"Do you want to go to the entrance?" A Luo asked back, "Why?"

"Before we entered the village, we passed a long road. Our cultivation base was directly compressed to the Qi training period after passing that road. We came in so many monks in one breath, and we still have so many magic weapons on our bodies. It is impossible for this immortal legacy to suppress all the cultivation bases of so many people in an instant. Therefore, it should be that countless formations have been burned during that distance. Every step we take, we are sealed with a heavy seal. When we finish walking, the cultivation base is naturally suppressed so that only the Qi training period is left."

Most importantly, the way of thinking is different.

If this is a secret realm created by immortals, then they just have to think about how to get out and how to leave here? But if it is to think in the way of selecting inheritors, then their assessment should have begun at the beginning.

If I were the master of this fairy house, why would I compress the power of the monks and monks to the same level? If you can only use the cultivation base during the Qi training period, then set a restriction at the beginning, and only allow the monks with the cultivation base during the Qi training period to come in, wouldn't it be good?

In this case, he can only think of one possibility.

That is what the master of this fairy house wants to see is, when the monks lose their proud cultivation base and magic weapons, can they maintain a stable state of mind and discover the secrets of this deceased mansion?

If they are confused by these countless villages, they are really eliminated by this relic.

The long road at the beginning is the very beginning of the test.

The other party has been able to create such a big illusion, so why does it have to make such a long road and make so many forks?

This is abnormal.

Since it is abnormal, there must be a reason for it.

An entrance can come in, but why can't it go out?

This is just a very simple truth.

It's a pity that everyone is thinking about finding an exit, but instead forgets that the entrance itself is the biggest exit.

If you think about it this way, it makes sense for all of them to be "blind."

Once blind, the monk will panic and ignore the clues around him.

A Luo didn't know that this white monk had already thought about countless possibilities in his mind in a short period of time.

"There is no other possibility for us to gamble." Brother White persuaded, "My bell can only be used a few more times."

His cultivation is no longer enough to continue to make a sound with a bell.

In such a place where the eyes are useless, if you lose your voice again, you will undoubtedly put yourself in a desperate situation.

"Okay!" Aluo agreed.

The white monk was right, they had no other possibility to gamble now.

"Do you remember the way?" After A Luo agreed, he found the biggest problem, "I followed you completely at the time, and even when I could see it, I didn't know the way."

"Remember." Brother White nodded.

Wow.

It's amazing.

"Do you remember such a long journey?" A Luo couldn't help applauding him if he could.

This memory is not so good.

"A person who loses a five senses will always be more sensitive in other aspects."

He had been dumb for a long time before he got Xiao Cang Ling. If you don’t exercise your strengths in other areas, life will be difficult.

"Ah, then I'll follow you. Save your little blue bell, don't make any noise." A Luo changed the subject abruptly.

"Yeah." The White Brother simply replied.

But if they want to go back to the entrance, they still have to prepare something, such as a spiritual plant that replenishes their physical strength. Because he wasn't sure if they returned to the entrance and were sealed again, would they be completely mortal. It's better to be prepared than to catch it when the time comes.

Now that he has decided to go back, A Luo has a lot to prepare. Of course, A Luo also asked Brother White if he wanted to find some other monks to go back together. If something really happened, he would have a helper.

However, this proposal was rejected.

"If it is a secret realm, everyone will only want to leave here. But if it involves inheritance, I can't guarantee that they will kill us in the middle of the journey, but will cause us to die. This is from Eternal Night Valley. The monks, the most are magic repairs and demon repairs."

In contrast, Xianxiu is already relatively upright.

At least the probability of appearing upright monk is much greater than that of magic repair and demon repair.

When A Luo thought about it, it was indeed true.

She is not bad these few inheritances and magic weapons, does not mean that others are not bad.

When everyone came to this fairy surviving mansion, they originally came for magic weapons and inheritance. It's just that they mistakenly thought this was a secret realm, so they temporarily died of Dubao's heart. Once they are told that there is indeed a heritage here, and this heritage is quite powerful, I am afraid that there will be wolves in front of them and tigers in the back.

The white monk was still thoughtful.

I still have too little experience.

After returning to the sect in the future, you must have a good talk with your dad. When you are okay, you should let her go out early. Otherwise, when you are hunting treasures with others, you will be looked down upon by others because of your lack of experience. People!

A Luo consciously found a perfect excuse, so she could go back and act like a baby with her dad more confidently. As for now, we still have to perform well.

"Then shall we go now?" A Luo put some things in his bag. Their bodies are strengthened, and it's not a big deal to carry something on their back.

"Wait a minute." The White Brother said, he seemed to turn his head back to take something.

Soon, Aluo noticed that the other party had tied her left hand with something similar to a rope.

Um? ? ?

A Luo was stunned for a moment.

"What are you binding me for?"

"I will tie your hand and mine together with a rope." The white monk's voice was especially sweet at this time, "You don't know the road, there are many forks there, if we accidentally go away, I am afraid of you. Can't find the way."

Before, A Luo relied on the little Cangling on the white monk to identify the direction. If the little Cangling can't be used now, he naturally needs to use a stupid and more practical method.

A Luo touched the rope on his left hand with his free right hand.

The rope is not tight, but it is not loose.

Oh, touch the material, it should not be a rope, but something like a belt, the material is very soft, even if it is tied for a few days, it will not hurt the wrist.

A Luo was moved almost immediately.

Sometimes a girl is like this, she may not be moved for her birth or her death, but sometimes a small act can make her touched.

A Luo is usually in the sect, and many people take care of her.

But not many have taken care of her so considerately.

In such an environment, even A Luo himself hadn't thought about what would happen to him when he was lost, but the white monk thought that this intention alone was enough to move A Luo.

"Don't worry, even if you look ugly, after we go out, I will take you to my sect." A Luo was touched, and immediately made a bold promise, "Just go to my sect. , I promise that you won’t suffer, I'm covering you. I, A Luo, will not be wronged by people who treat me well!"

At this time, A Luo's inner thought was that even if the white monk was really ugly and had a low cultivation base, even if it was a magic cultivator, she would definitely turn people into the Chaohua Immortal Sect.

At that time, this white monk will know how much his destiny can be changed by his kind act at this time!

A Luo felt a little excited just thinking about it.

Maybe in the future, there will be stories about her in the cultivation world. For example, she knows heroes with insight and microscopic knowledge.

The White Brother was silent for a while.

It seems to be digesting what A Luo said.

A Luo thought, the other party should be moved and speechless.

"Aren't you named Rob? Is A Luo your nickname?"

Forehead.

Oops, forget about it.

Isn't this just a moment of excitement that you forgot the pseudonym you used before?

Still not skilled enough.

"It doesn't matter, this is the details, don't care." A Luo was embarrassed and rounded the field.

"Also, how do you know that I am ugly?" Brother White asked rhetorically, "I grew up, and no one ever said that I was ugly."

…Isn’t this your weird voice, isn’t it a pretty beauty?

"Finally, aren't you an outer disciple of Chaohua Xianzong? Outer disciple has no right to lead people to the beginning, right?"

...How do I answer this?

A Luo is fried.