There are countless geniuses in the world of cultivation, but only my junior sister Sha Diao

In the end, the Human Emperor naturally responded without hesitation.

He had several princes, but not a single princess.

Now, the sweet little cotton-padded jacket has come to your door.

He was so happy that even the problems that had troubled him for many days seemed less worrying.

If those people in the cultivation world knew what he was thinking, they would probably die of laughter on the spot.

Who? Are you talking about Gu Xia?

It's good enough that she didn't poke a hole in the sky.

Gu Xia didn't get to this status just because he wanted to find a father for himself.

She thought for a moment, then pointed to her disciples who were standing in a row and enjoying the melon, and smiled.

"These are all my friends. Don't be fooled by their small size. They are actually very capable fighters."

"So, with us here, there won't be any accidents with the dragon vein this time."

The Human Emperor looked at his disciples and was somewhat skeptical.

After all, this group of people look like underage teenagers.

Facts aside, he is not even older than his sons.

But thinking of the monks who had been in the palace in recent days, the hesitation in the eyes of the Human Emperor lessened a lot. Maybe they really were masters.

After all, ordinary people have never come into contact with this kind of thing, but the royal family at the top of the pyramid have more or less heard of it.

not to mention……

Thinking of the recent ghost stories, the matter of dragon vein is of great importance. Even if there is only a slight possibility, he has to find a way to try it.

"Then I'll leave it to your friends."

After they had fooled the Human Emperor, they successfully followed Gu Xia and began running around the palace.

The other disciples still looked dazed.

"Gu Xia."

Yu Heng called out to her: "Tell me the truth, what did you do in your previous life? How can you be a disciple if you can fool people like this? You can be successful if you just become a charlatan, right?"

Gu Xia raised his foot and kicked him, saying with a fake smile: "How can you talk like that?"

She looked at the other disciples, smiled, put her hands behind her back, and began to point and say, "From now on, please call me, Your Highness the Princess."

Everyone: "..."

That's enough.

"By the way, have you found anything?" At times like this, the most reliable people are still the alchemy practitioners and formation practitioners.

One has a strong spiritual awareness, and the other is proficient in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams formation.

It can be said that the majors are well matched.

Li Tingyun frowned slightly, and pursed his lips into a straight line: "Not good."

"The dragon energy in the palace is getting weaker."

Cen Huan instantly understood what he meant: "Are you worried that the barrier of the palace can no longer block those things outside?"

Li Tingyun nodded.

Just at this moment, Xu Xingmu ran back from somewhere.

The young man was very excited: "Little Junior Sister, I just saw a lot of strange guys mixed in with the monks who came in."

"For example?" Gu Xia couldn't think of anything that would make Xu Xingmu feel strange.

"He has no spiritual roots, but he can breathe fire." Xu Xingmu gestured excitedly: "There are a few more, chanting some spells I have never heard of."

Shen Shen nagging.

Gu Xia: "..." Got it.

My goodness, have the circus troupe sneaked in?

"How did they do it?" Yu Heng also became interested. The two of them briefly put aside their previous unpleasantness and gathered around Gu Xia to start whispering.

"It's very simple."

Gu Xia said calmly: "You can understand it as a kind of folk performance art."

The two of them stared with their eyes wide open, and their movements were exactly the same: "Wow~"

Even though they don’t understand, it doesn’t stop them from performing.

……

With Gu Xia's fabricated fake identity, they could not be stopped from going to places in the palace that other cultivators could not easily enter.

A group of disciples were divided into several groups. Those who understood the formation went to study it, while the others each took a pill cultivator with them and planned to investigate what was going on with the ghost fog outside.

However, in just a few days, the sky changed dramatically, becoming so gloomy that it was almost hard to breathe. Even the number and frequency of evil spirits increased significantly.

Xie Baiyi slashed with his sword and coldly cut off the hideous tentacle monster in front of him. However, new tentacles grew out of the cut surface within just a few seconds.

The huge body was squirming madly, which was disgusting at first sight.

Before it could get up, Yi Ling stuck several explosive talismans on its forehead, and the huge explosion sounded, blowing it into pieces.

"What on earth are these? We can't kill them all."

What’s more important is that not only can they not be killed completely, but they can actually regenerate.

This is terrible.

Almost everyone who encounters it for the first time will fall for it.

Those who are stronger are fine, at most they will suffer minor injuries and escape.

Those cultivators whose strength was only at the foundation-building stage were stabbed through the chest before they could even react, and died with their eyes open.

The disciples were not much better off. There were only twenty of them, and they had never encountered such difficult creatures, like the monsters and demons in the past.

They were all killed with one sword strike and could not die any more.

Therefore, just in case, the disciples would team up in pairs.

There are relatively more sword cultivators, and they usually bring a pill cultivator to restore their health, or a talisman cultivator to assist them from behind.

After a few games of cooperation, we have a tacit understanding.

Yu Heng chopped down the unknown creature with his sword, which opened its mouth wide and tried to bite off his head. After thinking about it and feeling unsatisfied, he flipped his wrist and turned the magic sword into a real bloody mouth.

"Tsk." The young man was annoyed: "Elder, have you found out what kind of formation that is? If it continues like this, I suspect that the human world will be occupied by them."

By then, perhaps the world of cultivation will be invaded by them.

Shu Yue threw out a range attack magic weapon, blasting away all the evil spirits that tried to attack from behind.

The girl said calmly, "I don't know. Can one of you go ask the people of Xuanming Sect?"

Bai Song, who had just turned around and wanted to say something, had dilated pupils and moved away from her with lingering fear, fearing that she would go crazy and kill him too.

Gu Lanyi's swords were faster than the last, and he felt unwell: "Where's Gu Xia? Why can't I see her?"

Originally, they wanted Gu Xia and Li Tingyun to study the strange formation above the palace.

After all, she is also a formation practitioner.

In the end, she said she had her own plans, so she and Li Tingyun parted ways halfway.

Ye Sui'an used a few talismans to blast out a vacuum zone around him, and at the same time built up defensive talismans to avoid being splashed with blood.

Hearing this, he said sarcastically: "What? Did you miss her after not seeing her for a while?"

Gu Lanyi, who was unable to dodge and was splashed with blood, looked murderously cold, and uttered one word in a low voice: "Get lost!"

Damn it, who taught him to get so angry when he disagrees with something?

Gu Lanyi, who has obsessive-compulsive disorder, feels that she is going crazy.

Ye Sui'an didn't expect it to be so accurate. Looking at the green bloodstain on half of his clothes, he raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you blow it back too? I have a talisman here."

"…Are you three?"

Ye Sui'an smiled and said, "No, I'm six years old."

Gu Lanyi said expressionlessly: "..."

He was wrong, really.

Why would he argue with such a mentally ill guy?

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