Song Ning was walking with a hammer in her hand. When she heard the sound coming from behind, she couldn't help but stop and turned to look at Bai Xin: "What's the matter?"

The indifferent eyes were the only coldness in the wind, tinging her heart.

She shook her head and forced a smile: "No, nothing, I heard that Brother Song has been finishing the statue these days. It's really hard. Why don't I make some food for Brother Song tonight so that Brother Song can..."

"No, I'm not available." Song Ning said after saying that, but he seemed to have thought of something, and then said: "Actually, I've always been curious about why you call Brother Song to me, but I hope you understand that I may be the one you admit to the wrong one. In this world of immortal cultivation, there are many things that are incredible. Maybe you know someone exactly like me, but it's not me, so I hope you don't call Brother Song in the future, it sounds a bit awkward."

Bai Xin stood there stupidly, not knowing whether it was because tears blurred his vision or because Song Ning had already walked away. She wanted to try hard to see Song Ning clearly, but she found that she could not see clearly.

There was lightning and thunder in the sky. Not long after, Song Ning dragged his tired body back to the room. There was no spirit in his eyes, and it could even be said to be a little dull. The tired look was extremely strong. You could tell at a glance that he was exhausted.

Bai Xin didn't know that it had been so long. This time, Song Ning walked past her and didn't even look at her. To be precise, Song Ning didn't look at anyone. There were many monks around the room, all of whom were very close to Song Ning. However, at this moment, Song Ning didn't know him at all. Even Bai Ting, the only familiar one, could not attract Song Ning's gaze.

Bai Ting put one hand on his sister's shoulder and sighed softly.

"Brother, Brother Song...what is wrong?" Bai Xin's eyes were completely red from crying.

Bai Ting sighed lightly: "Your Brother Song is not bad. Maybe you are exhausted. You have been finishing the statues recently. Although these statues have been done, I found that his mental state is getting worse and worse, and he is completely out of energy."

Bai Xin shook his head and could only sigh in his mouth: "It would be great if Brother Song could change back to the past."

Everyone looked at each other, and what they thought was the same. Song Ning now gave people a very strange state.

In the room, Song Ning had already heard the conversation between everyone outside. In this world, his ability to feel everything is much stronger. Perhaps this is because of the reason why it was teleported through some wonderful formation.

He put away the electric hammer, spread his hands, and his eyes were blank.

"Song Ning, the trace of the ancient golden mirror stone we agreed on is now effective under the poison technique I taught. Should you also..."

However, when the words of the Water Spirit Pill were only halfway through, Song Ning saw Song Ning peeling a trace of it from the ancient golden mirror stone. From beginning to end, Song Ning did not speak, and did not even pay attention to the Water Spirit Pill.

This is the first time that Shui Ling Dan has seen Song Ning like this. It has seen clearly this month. Every time Song Ning finishes the statue, his mental state will become worse. This feeling is like infusing his spirit into the statue.

In the impression of the Water Spirit Pill, it remembers that this is an extremely ancient magic method. It separates its soul and cultivates its soul without affecting itself. It will not only help future cultivation, but also exercise the tenacity of the soul. This was originally a magic method that was beneficial to the monks, but now it has become a disaster for Song Ning.

Song Ning separated the soul continuously during this period and was completely exhausted. If this continues, something might happen.

But the Shui Ling Dan is now a little anxious for something to happen to Song Ning. If something really happened to Song Ning, it will be free. It thought in its heart, but it couldn't help but shake its head, feeling that it seemed a little too bad.

"Oh, forgot, anyway, he is in good condition now. These 81 statues should be completed. As long as they are kept twice a day, there is no problem." After a little calculation, the Shui Ling Dan did not care too much. Instead, he started practicing directly in Song Ning's storage ring, using a trace of the ancient golden mirror stone to help him break through. As long as he breaks through, it can be considered resurrection. At that time, just find a body he likes.

In the room, Song Ning took a deep breath. It was not that he didn't know that his current state had changed, but wanted to leave this place after completing it as soon as possible. Recently, he discovered that whenever he finished the finishing touch of the statue, it was like him that he kept some messy pictures and sounds in his mind. He thought that there was something wrong with his own cultivation, but now he understood that all this was what the statue saw and heard.

"What I saw and heard of the statue actually fell into my mind, and some things in my body would also remain in the statue..." Song Ning felt that he had no strength to clench his fists at this moment. Could it be that this was also part of the test?

Day and night, time slowly, for the monks, thousands of years have passed in a flash, but Song Ning is now living like a year. Until this day, there is still a statue left without finishing the finishing touch, and Song Ning is also lying on the bed and unable to get up.

People who understand the situation are very anxious, while people who do not understand the situation feel extremely grand and excited when they look at the statues.

Song Ning's room was full of people, but no one could enter Song Ning's room. Song Ning couldn't hear them, because even if Song Ning fainted on the bed, all she could hear was that the eighty statues could hear.

Eighty pictures appeared in his mind, and the noisy sound in his ears made him exhausted. At this moment, he didn't want to do anything, but wanted to lie on the bed and fall asleep deeply.

"Brother Song won't be in trouble, right?" Bai Xin seemed extremely anxious.

"Senior should be fine, but his mental state has been getting worse and worse recently, and maybe he has encountered some trouble." Xiao Lian said.

Li Qingling and Mu Xuezhao and others just looked at Song Ning's room silently. For some reason, a kind of sadness suddenly rose in their hearts.

Bang!

At this moment, a loud noise suddenly appeared in the sky, which was transmitted from the east, followed by the same noise in the west, followed by the south, and finally the north.

People looked towards the sky and then discovered that the turbulent ripples in the sky were visible to the naked eye, and the immortal power was everywhere, and the collision caused a strong wind.

"Someone invaded..." Bai Ting took a deep breath and clenched his fists. When the Taoist cultivators came here for the day, they all knew that Piaomiao Star was no longer safe, and there would definitely be one day when countless monks came to Piaomiao Star to fight here, wanting to occupy the place.

"It's time to attack, Xin'er, you stay here to guard the senior's room, let's go and fight." Xiao Lian said.

Everyone nodded one after another. Without discussion, they directly divided into four waves of people and flew towards the sky. At this moment, all the monks of Piaomiao Star clenched the magic tricks in their hands. Whether they were fairyland cultivators or spiritual cultivators, they all began to resist. This was something they had practiced since the day Song Ning left, and today, they were in order.

There is only one monk in the east of Piaomiao Star. The monk held a silver needle in his hand. The silver needle was extremely small and difficult to see with his naked eyes. The silver needle was translucent and shuttled through the air. If it weren't for the faint fluctuations, it would be impossible to tell whether the silver needle was attacking.

Xiaoke guards the east of Piaomiao Star.

Xiao Ke's eyelashes trembled and suddenly punched him to the left. Even in the starry sky, a space crack was smashed out, as if two extremely rapid forces collided together. After a closer look, the silver needle was three inches outside Xiao Ke's fist. In these three inches of space, the crack was getting bigger and bigger.

The monk looked at Xiaoke leisurely and laughed: "The little fox is quite capable of perseverance. I don't want to kill you. You'd better give up resisting. This abandoned star has no value, and it's just right to be the territory of our family."

"Hmph, I'm so arrogant!" Xiaoke's fist shook, and the silver needle was directly shaken away. However, at the same time, a small red dot appeared on the back of Xiaoke's hand, as if it was injured by the silver needle. The dot quickly expanded and black blood was sprayed out. Xiaoke immediately felt a numbness all over his body, and even his movements became slow.

"Poisonous?" Xiaoke was extremely shocked. She could never have imagined that the monk in front of her was clearly a Taoist realm, and the monk in the Taoist realm actually used such despicable means.

The monk raised his mouth and turned his hand. The silver needle flew through. Xiaoke's pupils suddenly shrank, and he used all his immortal power to hit him behind him. A hurricane was swept up. This was not to resist the silver needle's attack, but to push the monks behind him who wanted to come to rescue.

"Hmm? It's interesting." The silver needle attack failed, and the monk stroked his beard and smiled.

"Don't come over, open the formation. No one... If you don't break the formation, you can't enter Piaomiao Star, including me!" When Xiaoke said the last three words, everyone who came to support her was stunned, especially Xiaolian, the leader. When she saw Xiaoke's fist constantly ejecting black toxins, she already understood Xiaoke's situation at this time.

"Start the formation!" Xiaolian gritted her teeth suddenly.

Although most of the monks were already preparing to open the formation before, what they were waiting for was that the monks guarding all directions would return to Piaomiao Star after they were defeated. Now they were going to open the formation before they came back. Wouldn’t they throw them outside and let them be slaughtered?

"Start the formation!" Just as these monks were still hesitating, the voice from the west roared, this was the black wind!
Chapter completed!