This was the first time Orochi spoke, and there was no tone, but the feeling of indifference could not be described in words.

However, while they were talking, something happened again.

The thick white fog got bigger and bigger, spreading to fifty or sixty meters in diameter.

Immediately afterwards, the spreading speed dropped sharply, and the white thick fog fluctuated weakly.

The fluctuations became bigger and bigger, and in the end, it seemed like a white mud monster that couldn't stop twisting.

"No!" Yi He sent out his spiritual consciousness, "There are soul fluctuations inside!"

His knowledge may not be as good as the elders of the Beast Taming Sect, but he has been a remnant soul for many years, so he is not bad at sensing the soul.

"This..." At this moment, Daoren Jiao also hesitated, "It may be a transfer of authority... It's hateful, I can't feel it!"

The white mist has a strong effect of blocking spiritual consciousness. Even with his cultivation level, he cannot perceive the internal situation.

Others... are naturally even worse.

However, inside the white mist, Qu Jianlei was facing the Taoist with a clear mind.

The Taoist's eyes were a little blurry at first, and then gradually became clearer, but his eyes were still very confused.

After a long time, the Taoist's eyes gradually became clear, and a wave of spiritual consciousness emitted.

"This little friend, I wonder how old the Federation is at this moment?"

"Federal calendar year 3085," Qu Jianlei replied in a deep voice without saying much.

"It turns out... it didn't take long," the Taoist looked a little sad, and then asked again.

"My little friend is the successor of the authentic system of cultivating immortals, but the world of cultivating immortals has opened up this world?"

Qu Jianlei did not answer the question but asked, "Senior, can you tell me your identity and sect?"

If there is really out-of-body power, it must have an origin. This is what Taoist Jiao said.

Yi He also said that as a casual cultivator, his ability to cultivate to Yuanying is the limit - if he wants to go higher, he won't even have the inheritance.

Except for a few children of destiny whose luck is against the heavens, most casual cultivators must reach a compromise with the big forces if they want to break out of the body.

The conditions may be different, but there is no doubt that pie will not fall from the sky.

Taoist Qingzhuo was stunned for a moment, and then shook his head, "I'm ashamed. I only have a trace of obsession left. What else can I say about my identity?"

Then he asked, "Can you tell me your identity and sect?"

"This is a bit inconvenient," Qu Jianlei shook his head and replied calmly, "We meet by chance, why bother asking where it came from?"

"Alas," Taoist Qinghui sighed, "you want to get my secret treasure, right?"

"I only have this ray of obsession left. It's useless to hide it secretly. If you can get the clue, you are also a destined person."

"However, I have spent my whole life in the world of immortality, but there are also people I dislike. If I can't explain my origin..."

This reason is very reasonable - I can never leave my things to people who make me unhappy.

However, Qu Jianlei shook his head, "I'm sorry, senior, I didn't know before that you still have a remnant soul."

"Since the owner of the secret is still there, how can I take other people's things by force?"

"It's just a streak of obsession," Taoist Qinghui shook his head disapprovingly, and then his face suddenly changed, "Do you really want to give up?"

But he had already felt that the person opposite had stopped inputting spiritual energy.
Chapter completed!