She is the Aoki Sect’s Sea-Shenhai Divine Needle, the Nascent Soul Cultivator Feng Ling Zhenjun.

Entering the Hall of Eternal Life, Zhenjun Fengling saw several Jindan real people standing on one side.

"We'll pay homage to the ancestor!"

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Many monks gave a big gift together.

See this.

Zhenjun Feng Ling glanced at several Jindan real people with expressionless face and said lightly:

"Where are some people?"

Several real people standing on one side, one of the monks stepped forward and spoke:

"Your ancestor, the Jindan cultivator in the sect, except for Junior Sister Murong who was in seclusion and preparing to break through, the rest of the people have arrived!"

Then he paused and then said carefully:

"Old ancestor, do you want to notify the junior sister?"

Hearing words.

Zhenjun Fengling said lightly:

"Don't bother her to retreat."

"yes!"

He bowed and clasped his fists.

Immediately afterwards.

Zhenjun Fengling said again:

"Where are the disciples in the palace?"

At this time, the young monk standing in the corner stepped forward in fear and bowed a few steps before saying:

"Disciple pays homage to the ancestor. In recent years, the disciples have been guarding the Hall of Longevity."

"Um!"

Zhenjun Fengling glanced at the disciple who was weak and said lightly:

"No need to be afraid, tell me what you see and hear!"

See this.

The young monk with a slight peace in his heart then began to tell him in detail.

Less tilt.

Zhenjun Fengling frowned slightly and asked lightly:

"You mean three soul lamps, two were extinguished almost at the same time, and Yuan Du's soul lamp was extinguished after two breaths, right?"

"Reporting to the fact that the ancestor is like this, the disciple will never remember the time wrong."

The disciples guarding the palace quickly promised.
Chapter completed!