Chapter 1217 Twelve Sky Cloud States, Luo Family's Goal
Chapter 1217 Twelve Sky Cloud States, Luo Family's Goal
A trace of confusion flashed in Lin Xuan's eyes. With his city mansion, of course he could see that the little girl seemed to be hiding something.
Although curious, but for Yue'er, Lin Xuan really spoiled her too much, and didn't want to do anything to embarrass the little girl. Anyway, she would not harm herself, and if she wanted to keep a secret, then it was up to her.
So Lin Xuan pretended not to know.
Seeing that the young master didn't ask, Yue'er was relieved, she really didn't know how to reveal the secret about King Ashura.
That involved too much.
Although Yue'er believes that the young master will not abandon herself because of her fear of immortals, she doesn't want to cause the young master to be troubled for no reason because of herself.
However, she couldn't find a solution, so the girl simply pretended to be an ostrich.
As for the baby, Yue'er really wasn't too worried, but it was a pity that the time was short last time, and she was busy healing the young master, so she forgot to ask about the situation.
But just think about it, I was the Asura king in my previous life, who ruled the underworld, and dared to fight even the real immortals. Even if the memory is sealed, it must be a matter of time before the baby is formed.
Just ask Xiaotao, and you can find a solution.
It's a pity that the girl has been sleeping.
"Yue'er, what are you thinking?"
"No."
The little girl shook her head hurriedly, Lin Xuan was secretly amused by that nervous look, and unknowingly, she also dispelled the troubles in her heart.
At this moment, depression can't solve the problem, the top priority is to find Ouyang Qinxin, and then find a way to leave here.
Recalling the scene before fainting, the so-called space vortex is quite different from what was described in the classics. Since I am alive, Qin Xin must not have fallen, but I don't know where it was thrown.
Lin Xuan supported his jaw with his hand, and began to analyze and think in his mind.
If it were a different monk who encountered such a change, he would probably fall into panic, but Lin Xuan's situation is different. Since he stepped into the world of cultivating immortals, he has encountered strange circumstances. Although he dare not say that there is no one before or after, but he can There are absolutely not many comparable.
No matter how absurd and bizarre the situation was, Lin Xuan had encountered it before, so naturally there would be no panic in front of him.
"Young Master, do you think we are still in the Twelve Sky Cloud States?" Yue'er's voice came to his ears.
"I don't know." There was a wry smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth.
He had actually thought of this question a long time ago. One must know that the space vortex involves the laws of heaven and earth, and it is very possible to teleport them over a long distance.
Like being sucked into the crack back then, he came to the Demon Spirit Island from the sea of clouds.
Of course, this situation cannot be generalized.
Sometimes it's not spread too far, it's just thrown into an independent space.
In short, no matter what, we have to investigate first to find out, and at the same time look for Qin Xin's whereabouts.
After hearing Lin Xuan's analysis, Yue'er nodded, turned around, turned into a ray of startled rainbow, and returned to his sleeve.
Lin Xuan picked up the shield under his feet, put it back into the storage bag, then closed his eyes, and released his consciousness...
Although this place is a little weird, but there is no such annoying wind, and there is no restriction on the spiritual consciousness.
Lin Xuan could clearly feel the scenery within a radius of 500 miles, but it was a pity that he didn't get anything.
After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan opened his eyes again.
Sighing slightly, since his spiritual sense could not find anything, he had no choice but to investigate it himself.
Thinking of this, he used the technique of controlling the wind, his whole body grew green, and he chose a direction at random to fly away.
...
at the same time.
In a place about ten thousand miles away from Xuanyuan City, in the depths of an inconspicuous mountain, there is a hidden cave.
An old man in gray sat cross-legged.
This person looked to be in his early sixties, with a hale and hearty spirit, without any mana fluctuations on his body. He was the ancestor of the Luo family in Tianzhou.
His cultivation base has reached the separation and separation period, and he is at the same level as the Supreme Elders of the seven major sects.
And around the old man, there were several immortal cultivators, male and female, of different ages, of course they were all in the Nascent Soul stage, including two late stage great cultivators.
After millions of years of recuperation, the Luo family has finally regained some strength. Of course, compared with its heyday, it is far from flattering.
The few people in front of them are their entire family property.
Of course, low-level monks and a large number of undercover agents who had lurked into Xuanyuan City were not included.
"Old Ancestor, there is news from the city that everything is ready, we can do it." A white-robed man stood up and stood up. He seemed to be in his forties, and his cultivation level was only slightly lower than that of the ancestor in the late Yuanying period. Some.
"Hmph, get ready, this big event requires nine ghost girls as sacrificial objects, last time Tian Cheng said that the last one had a clue, but yesterday it was supposed to act, and the boy he mentioned disappeared without a trace "The ancestor of the Luo family opened his eyes, and fury flashed faintly on his face. For this big plan, several generations of the Luo family have overcome difficulties, and he doesn't want to make any mistakes.
"Forgive me, Patriarch. The twelfth brother acted a bit recklessly. He didn't even know the identity of the other party, so he rashly sent the sound transmission talisman. Fortunately, just in case, we didn't give up looking for the last ghost girl." , Now that I have it, it will definitely not ruin my Luo family's plan." The man in white robe hurriedly saluted, explaining like this.
"Hmph, fortunately there is nothing bad, otherwise the old man would have pulled out that kid's soul. You must know that in every year, only these three days are the most cloudy. If we miss it, our plan will be completely ruined." Luo's old man Zu's anger subsided a little, but he still said angrily.
"Old Ancestor, there is one thing that Zicong doesn't know whether he should ask." The white-robed monk hesitated for a moment, and spoke nervously.
The rest of the Nascent Soul cultivators also showed concern.
The ancestor of the Luo family is an old monster who has lived for more than a thousand years as a cultivator in the separation and reunion period. Naturally, he can understand the thoughts of the younger generation: "Zicong, don't be so restrained, you want to ask about our plan this time?" What is the ultimate goal?"
"Yeah, old ancestor, not only the second brother, but we are also very curious." A charming voice came to my ears, and the person who spoke was a young woman in her early twenties. .
The rest of the people also pricked up their ears. This time the Luo family is desperate. According to the ancestor, as long as they succeed, although they cannot restore their former glory, they can still stand against the seven great sects.
The prospect is extremely bright, but even the core people like them don't know what the whole plan is, and what the ancestor's final plot is, what will make the Luo family suddenly increase its strength.
"This old man didn't hide it intentionally, but this matter has too much to do with it. Whether my Luo family can rise again, all..." The ancestor of the Luo family stroked his beard and said these words slowly.
"Of course the younger generations are aware of the difficulties of our ancestors, but we are about to start action now, and there will definitely be no more leaks. If we can understand the plan and purpose, it will be of great help to success." Luo Zicong, a white-clothed man walking After a salute, respectful words came out of his mouth.
"Well, Zicong's words are reasonable." The ancestor of the Luo family thought for a while, and finally nodded in agreement.
"This old man spared no expense this time. The purpose is to get a treasure. As long as I get that thing, my Luo family can regain its glory..."
Before the words fell, the Nascent Soul cultivators below had already looked at each other, what kind of treasure is so miraculous, one must know that after millions of years of development, the seven major sects are far from what they were in ancient times.
Every faction has old monsters in the separation and reunion period, especially Wangtinglou. I heard that they are already cultivators in the later stage of separation and reunion. Even if they ascend, they are more than 70% sure. Is it easy?
"Old Ancestor, the juniors have never heard of such a heaven-defying thing. Could it be the legendary Tongtian Lingbao?" Luo Zicong was stunned, and opened his mouth in astonishment.
"Hmph, Tongtian Lingbao, of course not. That thing is indeed extremely powerful, but in the final analysis, it is just a treasure. How can it revitalize my Luo family with it alone?" The face of the ancestor showed disapproval. expression.
"What's that?" Although all of you present here are immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul stage and have extensive knowledge, but apart from the Tongtian Lingbao, I really haven't heard of anything more precious.
"Let me ask you, in a more distant time, my Luo family was actually just a medium-sized cultivating family. How did it soar into the sky and become the overlord of the Twelve Cloud States?"
"This..." Everyone couldn't help being stunned, not understanding why the good ancestor changed the topic to something else.
Of course, they knew the reason, after all, all the people present here were the core figures of the Luo family.
"That's because millions of years ago, a female ancestor of my Luo family had a one-night relationship with King Ming of Tiansha, and she became pregnant with King Ming's flesh and blood. The power of the bloodline is not inherited much, but it is enough for our Luo family to sweep the world and become the overlord of the Twelve Sky Cloud Prefectures." It was the stunning female cultivator who spoke, and her words were full of admiration for King Tiansha Ming.
Ordinary monks in the human world, even including the seven major sects, don't know much about the situation in the underworld, but their Luo family is different.
"Zi Comb is right. When my Luo family was prosperous back then, the reason why there were endless masters was because of inheriting the blood of King Ming, and the treasure that the old man is looking for is also related to this."
"It's related to this, but according to the family's classics, the reason why King Ming appeared in the human world that time was because of a war between the Yin Division and the Spirit World. After the Yin Division was defeated, King Ming also returned to the Jiuyou Difu. Could it be that we still Can you ask him for help?" Luo Zicong asked in confusion.
"Of course it is impossible to ask for help like King Ming, not to mention that it was just a coincidence that he was fortunate to our ancestors back then. With the status of King Ming, he would never put our small family in the human world in his eyes. Even if he was really willing to take action, he would Attract the interference of the spirit world, and at that time the war between the two worlds will break out again." The ancestor of the Luo family said angrily.
"Since that's the case, what is the goal of the ancestor, and why did he get involved with King Ming?" Luo Zisuo was stunned, and opened his mouth a little puzzled.
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