After overcoming the tribulation and being struck by lightning, she was reincarnated: She returned a

Huangtian paid off and allowed them to reach a place they had passed before.

But before they could be happy, a huge tornado appeared in the distance and swept towards them.

"Run!"

But where to run, you will never guess the power of nature.

At least, the spiritual power was restored at this time, and everyone used their spiritual power to hold up the barrier, and hid on the back of a sandy slope and lay down to wait for the storm to pass.

Half an hour passed after the wind and sand passed, but then another whirl of light formed in the distance. The intense heat and surging wind told them that this was even more terrifying than the one just now.

Wherever the light swirled through, even the stones disappeared.

"God, what the hell is this?"

Tan Haotian exclaimed.

The remaining people were so shocked that they froze in place.

They all underestimated the horror of the dry desert, and the dangerous place was not unworthy of its reputation.

Bad luck can really lead to death.

There was no room for Jingli to explain for them, and she probably didn't expect such bad luck.

Before they could recover from the blaze of light in front of them, Jing Li stood in mid-air in front of them and cast an ice spell to resist the fire tornado.

She recited the mantra silently and used her spiritual power to form a thick ice barrier.

"Junior Sister Jing."

They looked up and stared.

Jingli's ice barrier could resist it at first, but the power of the fire tornado was too great, and it was slowly being consumed.

The thickness of the ice barrier has become thinner visible to the naked eye.

"What should I do? It's going to break!"

"Junior sister Jing, what do you need us to do?"

They are just novices and don't understand magic, so they can't help at this time.

Jing Li looked at Song Yan and said, "Come up."

Although he didn't know what Jingli needed him to do, Song Yan obediently flew to Jingli's side with his sword.

"Listen carefully, the water moistens the earth, and the water moistens the soil, so that all things can grow."

"A drop of nectar, a pulse of vitality..."

Jing Li taught Song Yan a formula.

Although Song Yan was not very talented, he was not stupid. He quickly understood that all the spiritual power he could turn into himself with his foundation-building cultivation was used to cast spells.

The moment the ice barrier cracked and shattered, Song Yan's water spell followed suit.

The water waves formed in the air rushed straight up towards the light, and the force of the collision between the two made everyone breathless.

They couldn't see straight and covered their eyes with their hands.

After a while, everything returned to its original point, silent, as if nothing had happened.

Song Yan returned to the ground and looked at his hands. He felt confident and powerful as never before.

So what if he only had middle-grade spiritual roots? He believed that he would become stronger.

"With gold and water, if you make good use of it, you can become a combat monk with both offense and defense."

Jing Li's words rang in Song Yan's ears.

"Although true spiritual roots are slower than heavenly spiritual roots, it doesn't mean you can't become a strong person."

"This road is inherently lonely."

Several others stepped forward with lingering fears.

They looked at Song Yan with envy. Song Yan felt this kind of look for the first time, but his heart was still clear and he would not lose his true heart because of this.

His previous self-destruction was indeed wrong. His elder brother's previous persuasion was for his own good, and it was him who got into trouble.

The rest of the journey was uneventful, and finally they successfully found the exit of the secret realm.

Jing Li expressed that her old mother was very pleased.

***

Compared to the dire straits of others in the secret realm, Jingli and the others were much more happy, enjoying the hot food and drinks in the town at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

They are in the sect on weekdays, and ordinary disciples cannot go down the mountain at will, so they do not have the opportunity to be as free as they are now.

Ning Beichen and Xue Yunchuan, who had been searching for Jingli in the secret realm for a long time but failed, never thought that she would leave the secret realm early.

"Junior Sister Jing, why are you here at the Alchemy Tower?"

They followed Jing Li out of the secret realm and ran all the way to the Alchemy Tower.

Jing Li said concisely and concisely, "Selling grass."

People passing by gave them a disdainful look and said, "In today's world, any cat or dog can enter the alchemy building."

Jingli and the others looked at each other's ragged appearance, touched their noses and were speechless.

Jing Li discovered that besides being elegant at the beginning of her life, she became further and further away from being noble and elegant.

It's Zhao Qingfeng's fault, yes, it must be.

I hope he comes out after I go back, otherwise haha.

Jingli made another entry in his account.

Zhao Qingfeng, who was lying asleep in the forbidden area on Tongming Peak, sneezed.

"Hello, who can I contact to sell spiritual herbs?"

Song Yan stepped forward to help ask.

A waiter looked up and was about to smile and point in the direction, but what he saw in front of him was a group of beggars.

"Go, go, beggars come to the Alchemy Tower."

The person next to them who had just mocked them said, "I just said how could a beggar enter the Alchemy Tower."

Jing Li frowned lightly, "Since I haven't seen Danlou for many years, I started to be snobbish."

She simply shouted, "Old Wang, Wang Gezi, where are you?"

Jingli's voice shook the Dan Tower.

"Ouch, ancestor, ancestor, stop shouting."

The person in charge on the first floor heard the sound and came.

After he inquired about the situation, he carefully looked at the person coming, thinking of the secret realm recently opened in Tianshan Mountain, "Please come this way."

"He's still a smart person."

Jing Li's words made Ma Xiang ashamed.

"Do you know Mr. Wang?"

Ma Xiang led them into the next room.

"Ah, let's consider them acquaintances! Where are the others?"

Jingli sat down casually.

"What you don't know is that Mr. Wang left the Alchemy Tower many years ago and was promoted."

"Let's go!"

Jingli's memories of the old man became clear from blur.

"Yes, it is said that if you can't wait for your old friend, there is no need to stay here and leave."

Only then did Jing Li remember her agreement with Wang Gezi, and they agreed to refine an eighth-grade Huali Pill together.