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When Song Qingming heard him say this, he also understood.

The black dragon was originally trapped in the iron ring. Someone unlocked the seal. It recognized the lord and became one with that person. Only then could it follow that person to the true spirit world and to the primordial spirit world together.

In the plot, his master is Long Aotian, and in the end Long Aotian stood at the end of the cloud, and it naturally stood at the highest point.

Now I want to defeat Long Aotian, and then take it to stand up...How come I feel so stressed.

"You are strong, you have to believe in yourself."

Heilong suddenly poured chicken soup.

It changed into a tiny one again, wrapped around Song Qingming's wrist.

trust yourself! !

A brilliant light burst out from the dark pupils.

It is because she believes in herself that she dared to sell her soul, and only because she believes in herself, she dared to be alone, one by one in the plot.

She wants to get the last chance, the chance to redeem her family.

The belief in his heart became firmer, and Song Qingming closed his eyes and began to practice.

The eyes of the black dragon encircling Song Qingming's wrist lit up.

Although, it didn't know why Song Qingming suddenly had such a strong confidence.

But it is still a good thing for her.

Right now, the black dragon was also wrapped around her wrist, and began to cultivate with the steady aura of her body.

Time flew by, and half a month passed quickly.

Half a month outside, the inside of the space is equivalent to fifteen years of cultivation.

In the space, there are all kinds of rare and exotic plants, and the aura inside is naturally extremely abundant.

Song Qingming learned the ancient techniques brought by the black dragon from the Yuanling Realm, so his cultivation was even more powerful, flying thousands of miles away.

"Boom boom boom——"

The door was knocked softly.

Song Qingming exited the space refreshedly, waved his hand to unlock the formation, and opened the door.

"I haven't seen you for half a month, Fellow Song Daoist is already a Golden Core cultivator."

Yuwen Wuji's jaw dropped in surprise.

I'm also practicing seriously, why didn't the other party's be so against the sky? For a while, Yuwen Wuji wanted to know what Song Qingming's spiritual root was.

"I have a Spirit Gathering Array in my hand. Fellow Daoist Yuwen can use it."

While speaking, Song Qingming threw a small array past.

"Thank you, thank you!"

Yuwen Wuji took over and thanked Song Qingming.

Song Qingming smiled.

The aura gathered in this formation, although incomparable to the space, is also several times better than what he usually absorbs.

"Friend Yuwen and Daoist today, why are you looking for me."

Song Qingming asked again.

"Tomorrow is the day of the college competition, this is the brand of Song Daoyou."

Yuwen Wuji gave a token.

"Thank you!"

Song Qingming took over the token.

"I will practice first, see you tomorrow."

After speaking, with a wave of the sleeve, the door was closed again.

Yuwen Wuji stood in front of Song Qingming's door for a long time, before finally showing a smile of relief.

Originally thought, Song Daoyou and him are a good match, and it is okay for them to practice together.

But now it is discovered that they are not on the same level at all.

My eyes are too short-sighted.

From now on, I can't show any clues in front of Fellow Song Daoist.

Thinking of Song Qingming's cultivation speed, Yuwen Wuji is also envious, but it is very important to know his spiritual roots.