Yun Huanling looked at the spirits of the weapon and said everything about Tiantian.

Just when they were still talking about the joy, the door of this secret room was suddenly opened.

A figure appeared at the door...

Yun Huanling widened her eyes and tried hard to see the person's appearance, but the face that appeared in his sight was always a mess.

The man had long hands and feet and straight figure. He could tell at a glance that he was a decent monk.

He was dragging a luminous object in his hand, and there was a spirit that was only the size of a palm next to the object.

Yun Huanling heard other spirits call it "Tiantian".

However, the object was blurred into a piece like a person's face, but he could vaguely see that the shape of this magic weapon was relatively long and slightly closer to a cone-like object.

For some reason, this magic weapon made him feel very friendly, and it was also because of this inexplicable sense of intimacy that he wanted to see its true appearance more and more clearly.

But whenever he tried his best to see clearly, his mind felt like he had been stabbed by a needle.

Yun Huanling was awakened by herself from her dream.

He looked through the window at the sky outside. It was already dark. He rubbed his temples that were still a little painful, and kept recalling the dreams he had just experienced.

This was the first time he had a dream after fainting.

He subconsciously felt that this dream must have a certain connection with the discomfort that occurs in his body from time to time.

After sitting alone for a while, Yun Huanling decided to hide this dream.

He has had frequent accidents over the years, which has made his elders worry enough, and he really doesn't want to continue to burden them.

After the dream thing passed, Yun Huanling felt that his heart began to become empty again.

He glanced at the black spirit wooden box placed at the head of the bed, and his pale face also increased a little color.

The surrounding environment was very quiet, only the candlelight on the table was still beating actively.

"It's been seven years, Ajiu, how long will it take for you to come back?"

A trace of spiritual energy overflowed from Yun Huanling's fingertips. With the fluctuations of spiritual energy, the black spirit wooden box automatically popped open the lid.

There are a lot of sound transmission notes above.

He chuckled bitterly, "If you don't come back, the box of me sent the notes I'll send back again..."

However, the only response to him was the tranquility of the room.

...

After the day lasted for twelve hours, the night finally came again.

But for Xia Jue, today's night was particularly busy.

Law enforcement officers kept shuttled into the law enforcement hall, either inquiring about information or making some records, and of course they were more likely to line up to report to Xia Jue.

"Because the demonic energy overflows, I have sent many disciples to control it." Feng Qi rarely did not continue to report with an inappropriate look.

The handsome face was very solemn, which obviously also represented the seriousness of the matter.

Xia Jue's fingertips were on the table, as if he was thinking about something.

"Remind those disciples to avoid Zheng Qilong after arriving there, so as to avoid unnecessary losses."

Feng Qi's pupils shrink slightly "Is the situation so serious?"

"Who knows?" Although his tone was still a bit careless, people didn't say anything. The weight of his words was.

"But... he shouldn't be proud for long." Xia Jue said as he looked out the window.

"By the way, is there any news from Tianji Sect?"

Feng Qi was stunned and nodded quickly, "Three sound transmission notes, one of which I have already sent someone to execute. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be a result in a while.

As for the other two…” he said while handing the notes to Xia Jue.

Xia Jue opened the first sound transmission note. The content on it seemed to have undergone a very wonderful change. There were many things that were erased, and in the end there was only one sentence left.

"From now on, it will be eighteen hours a day, twelve hours a day, and six hours a night."

The second content is clean.

"The stars of all destiny are scattered, and they seem to be reorganized in disorderly order. The results of divination in the past ten years are unknown." In other words, the Tianji Sect is telling them that the results of divination within ten years may not be accurate.

But Xia Jue learned a deeper meaning from it.

All fate stars are controlled by the way of heaven. Since fate stars are in chaos, has the way of heaven also undergone some kind of change?

Such an idea is definitely a shocking and appalling existence for ordinary people. After all, as Taoist cultivators, what they should believe most is the way of heaven.

The way of heaven is an extremely special existence for monks. It gives them the opportunity to live and ascend, and at the same time deprives them of the opportunity to reincarnate. The monks are afraid of it, fear it, but rely on it.

Some monks blame their destiny for not being good enough, but they dare not have any disrespect for the way of heaven.

It is obvious that the two are in common, but they also rely on all the responsibilities on the parents who gave birth to him.

But Xia Jue is obviously an alternative existence.

Although he would not tell others, he never thought of relying on the way of heaven in his heart.

Because he has a very clear understanding of himself, he feels that the relationship between himself and the way of heaven is more about complementing each other than surviving.

Of course, it is not just him. In his opinion, the Taoist cultivation in the world, whether it is a demon cultivation, or a grass, a tree and a thing that can achieve it. They rely on the way of heaven, but aren't they achieving it?

Xia Jue has always had his own style in his actions, so he is not afraid, so he can become the master of the Law Enforcement Hall, so he can make people from Jiuzhou Continent scared of his name, whether they are demons or demons.

Xia Jue still looked as gentle as jade. There was always a smile on the corners of his lips, but the smile in his eyes could never reach the eyes.

Of course, maybe it is not that absolute. In Feng Qi's opinion, he is different to someone...

As for the third news from Tianji Sect, it is also very simple and straightforward.

"The two continents connect, and a row of mountains are squeezed out in the middle. There are natural gaps, and light descends on the mountains."

After reading this sentence, a strange color flashed through Chu Luohen's eyes, "Have you sent someone?"

Feng Qi nodded, "If nothing unexpected happens, they should be on that mountain range."

Xia Jue's face still did not change much, but Feng Qi knew that he should be unhappy when he knew this family.

Feng Qi heard Xia Jue slowly speak, "I had doubted it when I saw that light during the day, but my mixing ring was shaken, and there was no response."

Feng Qi widened his eyes, feeling confused and confused, but how could this be possible?

Even though Su Jiu did not personally open the road connecting the two realms, the Wuchen Continent has returned to its position, so the mixing ring should have a reaction.

After all, they are now under the same sky deep in the sky.

Feng Qi finally began to worry about this emotion. "Maybe it was because my junior sister fell into a coma for some reason?"

A note of sound transmission fell from front of him, and Feng Qi instantly understood what Xia Jue meant, “Can’t even sound transmission notes be transmitted?”

Feng Qi only felt a little cold in his hands and feet.

"In seven years, I thought I had already understood Su Jiu's trip, but it seemed that some kind of accident happened."

Xia Jue used all kinds of fragmentary information left by his predecessors to quickly infer what happened ten thousand years ago.
Chapter completed!