() Found the way home!

Seeing Jiang Lingyue's gloomy look in his eyes, Xinglan's eyes flashed, suppressed the guess in his heart, waved slowly, and said, "Restore spiritual power first, organize the gains of this battle, and let's talk about the others later."

Upon hearing this, the three of them stopped talking and found a place to sit cross-legged.

With Xinglan on the side, everyone didn't have to worry about safety, so Jiang Lingyue calmed her mind into Hongmeng space with peace of mind.

"Jingchen, why didn't I find information about the Purple Moon Holy Fire in Yuanling's memory? It's so strange!"

Jiang Lingyue could be sure that he had completely integrated Yuanling's memory, but for some reason, he had nothing to gain when he wanted to find information about the Purple Moon Holy Fire.

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be when you got the Purple Moon Holy Fire and alarmed Yuan Zun. He took action to erase everything about the Purple Moon Holy Fire in your mind."

Jing Chen pondered for a moment and said, "The power of Yuan Zun is definitely not something you can guess now, so Ling Yue, you know too much now, and it is not good for you. You just need to know that as a disciple of Jiuxiao Zun, the responsibility you shoulder is heavier than you imagined. After all, once a person is in a certain position and is weak, it is the original sin!"

"Weakness is the original sin!"

Hearing Jing Chen's words, Jiang Lingyue's eyes condensed, she pursed her lips gently, and said silently.

In fact, she understood the truth that Jingchen said. It was integrated with Yuan Ling’s thousand-year-old memory and had already "seemed" the cruelty of the world of cultivation in her mind.

The strong prey on the weak and the survival of the fittest is the most basic law in the world.

"I'll be strong."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Lingyue spoke in a deep voice, both to Jingchen and to herself.

"Ling Yue, although your talent is the best in the Holy Rock Kingdom, Zhulong Kingdom, and even the Jiuzhou Empire, the vastness of this world is definitely beyond your imagination. Even Yuan Ling has not really seen the world of the strong, so you still need to work harder. You must know that you are a disciple of the Lord Jiuxiao."

Although Jingchen understood that what he said was really too heavy for Jiang Lingyue, who was only thirteen years old, it was just that, since Jiang Lingyue became Yu Jiuxiao's disciple and was a closed disciple, she could not tolerate any slackness.

Yu Jiuxiao’s disciple is definitely not allowed to be mentally retarded. If he is weak, he would rather die!

"Now, I am proud of my master. In the future, I will make my master proud!"

Jiang Lingyue made a sound, slowly raised her head and looked at the invisible seventh floor of Hongmeng Tower. She would never lose her master's face, even if she died!

"If you have this idea, I think you will definitely be extremely relieved when Master Jiuxiao knows it. However, don't be depressed because the memory of the Purple Moon Holy Fire is erased. Now the Holy Fire has already recognized you as the main one. It is only a matter of time before you want to completely control it, and you don't need to take it to heart."

Seeing her like this, Jingchen smiled relievedly, and no longer stimulated her and said slowly.

"Actually, I was so stubborn before that the memory of the Purple Moon Holy Fire was erased. In fact, it was not necessarily a bad thing."

Speaking of this, Jiang Lingyue smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "After all, the Purple Moon Holy Fire is the holy fire that represents vitality, while Yuan Ling is a witch. Her skills are both good and evil, and even evil, and she is mostly evil. I think that the skills she uses to control the holy fire may not be suitable for me. On the contrary, the path I walk step by step is my own, and others', after all, it is someone else's. If you want to go higher and far, you have to rely on yourself."

Hearing her say this, Jingchen was stunned for a moment, and a trace of something flashed quickly in the eyes of her eyes, and then he quickly restrained it and said, "What Ling Yue said is extremely true. Since your doubts have been resolved, it is time to go out. Otherwise, your friends will be anxious."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Lingyue stopped talking and directly withdrew her mind.

It is precisely because of this that she did not notice that Jingchen's complicated expression after she left...

Originally, Bai Moyan and others thought about how to comfort Jiang Lingyue after seeing her depressed expression, but after seeing that she had returned to her usual usual beauty after meditation, she felt relieved.

After everyone packed up, they continued to get on the carriage and walked forward slowly, waiting for the next "wistling stone" to come to the door.

Originally, Bai Moyan and others were worried about the battle between the old monster Xin Yan and Jiang Lingyue, and after silencing a group of people, it would attract the fear of the royal family of Zhulong Kingdom. But since Gan Rong said that before his death, they no longer had to worry about the absence of "wistling stone".

Just like what Jiang Lingyue and the others expected.

On the third day after Gan Rong's death, a spiritual falcon fell silently into an inconspicuous courtyard in the palace walls in the Zhulong Kingdom Palace.

As the spirit falcon fell, an old hand slowly opened the window, grabbed the spirit falcon with seemingly trembling trembling, and took off the jade slip from its feet.

"This jade slip... If I were not confused, it should have been given to that boy Gan Rong by me... Is there something big happening today?"

As he said that, the old man moved his mind and opened the jade slip.

"Report to the prince... that girl has a strange fire... If this trip goes well, I will take the strange fire to offer it to the master. If this trip is unexpected, I can only repay the prince's kindness for his understanding in the next life..."

After listening to Gan Rong's words in the jade slip, the old man suddenly widened his eyes: "A strange fire? It's actually a strange fire?"

"What a Gan Rong, you dare to embezzle the strange fire! Humph! If you fail in this trip, it's fine. Otherwise, if there is something wrong with the strange fire, I will definitely want you to live or die!"

The old man knew very well what Gan Rong had, but he thought that if he could embezzle the strange fire and escape from now on. If he failed, he would just let him take action and avenge Gan Rong for his own life!

"It would be fine if it was other treasures of heaven and earth, but since it was a divine object like the strange fire that fell on the land of my Zhulong Kingdom, it was destined to be my Mu Bowu!"

The old man is nothing else, but the old prince of the Zhulong Kingdom who has long passed away.

Mu Bowu has long disappeared from the forefront of the world for twenty years and has been living in seclusion in this inconspicuous courtyard and practicing hard, only hoping to break through to the Tianxuan cultivation level.

It’s a pity that the realm of Tianxuan is not so easy to break through. Even though he has been in seclusion for twenty years, he still cannot touch the threshold of Tianxuan.

"The strange fire may be the opportunity given to me by God. As long as I can merge the strange fire, I will definitely be able to break through to the heavenly mystery! I will definitely win the strange fire!"
Chapter completed!