Chapter 1115: hope

"who are you?"
The purple-haired woman looked at the young man in the black Taoist robe who suddenly appeared in the sky in the range of her spiritual consciousness.
Is the strength far beyond, or is it a special hidden magic weapon?
Linghe was overjoyed and seized the time to repair his already broken space of beasts: "Family Dao is indeed an imaginary cultivator who soared from the barren land of the Lower Realm, and his strength is extraordinary."
"It's just a sudden attack that has taken advantage of it. In terms of strength, it is inferior to the spiritual inheritance." Zhao Shi shook his head slightly and looked at the three deadwood tribesmen, including the purple-haired woman: "Two cultivating monks, they can't do it anymore. When it comes to siege, how many people might as well retreat and fight again in the future?"
It has been basically determined that the spirit world is a world of extremely racially separated and hated people. Unsurprisingly, he must stand firmly on the side of the human race, but at present he still dare not show much of the limelight and kill more Void-level alien races.
One is that the sample data of Linghe and others is too small to be 100% sure, and the other is that he has no foundation in the human race. If too many foreign races are brought to siege or even cross the tribe monks, the human race can Can't support quickly and efficiently?
The latter is not sure.
As for the strength, it is not modest. Ordinary sects such as Linghe should not be afraid of refining the virtual, but if you encounter Tianjiao Refining, the cultivation level is the same level or even higher, can you beat him? bottom.
Hearing Zhao Shi's words, the three of the withered wooden tribe hesitated for a moment.
"Your Excellency obstructs my family's plan, so I can do it for myself!" The purple-haired woman snorted coldly, and no longer did any entanglement, turned into three escape lights and disappeared into the sky.
The inability to detect the divine consciousness and being forced back by a sword caused her great jealousy.
Linghe kept staring at the horizon until he confirmed that the three of them had really left and felt relieved. He quizzed Zhao Shi deeply and said in gratitude, "Thank you fellow Daoist for your kindness, I will definitely do what I promised next."
"The Daoists are polite, and both are humans. It is meant to help each other." Zhao Shi also quickly entered the role.
"Friends of Taoism..."
The atmosphere soon warmed up under the deliberate closeness, and at the invitation of Linghe, the two took a giant silver-winged crane and flew towards Yulinggu.
"I don't know how your friend is sure that I am there?" Zhao Shizhuang asked unintentionally during the chat.
"Ashamed, it is really a last resort to disturb Taoist friends Qingxiu." Master Linghe arched his hand: "Although my Yulinggu is only the last sect of 28 sects, it is farther away than the front line sects. Not comparable to the three saints, but thanks to the protection of the patriarch, although there are many twists and turns, the inheritance has not yet been cut off."
"There is a secret method in the clan to know where the new ascendants are. It was originally used to absorb new disciples when our clan was in its heyday..." Master Linghe showed nostalgia, fearing that Zhao Shi might misunderstand, he quickly took out a jade slip Handed it to Zhao Shi: "This is the secret method. Please also ask fellow daoists to have a look."
Obviously, the current Yulinggu is not qualified to recruit an imaginary cultivator to become a disciple, and half of the sect's foundation is almost the same.
"Thank you."
Zhao Shi arched his hand and took the jade slip to examine it carefully, and he couldn't help but feel stunned.
The function of Yulingzhi Lingqi is to observe the abnormal state of the aura of heaven and earth, and to deduce the point of aura conflict through the change of the aura, so as to accurately locate it, and it is impossible to block a million miles.
The key is that the conception and positioning methods are extremely ingenious and complicated, which surpasses Zhao Shi's understanding of Xiuxian. His concealment method is like a woman without clothes under the spiritual knowledge.
This seems to be only the last sect of the spirit world, Yulinggu, in the long history of transitional robbery monks.
After a long silence, Zhao Shi directly asked: "I am extremely curious about the fairy in the legend, can fellow Taoists help me out? I wonder if there is a true fairy in the world?"
Master Linghe showed such a look as expected, no immortal cultivator did not want to know the existence of immortality, this is the existence of countless immortal cultivators who have been pursuing for so many years.
"Fellow Daoist face to face, I dare not prevaricate. Whether immortals really exist... is extremely complicated and difficult to determine." He pondered for a long time and gave an ambiguous answer.
"Oh, how do you say, is there no relevant record in Human Race?"
"That's not the case." Master Linghe shook his head: "In our clan records, 36 million years ago, the human race came out of the Transitional Invincible, leading the human race to sweep the spiritual world and lay the foundation of the peak race. Then he broke through the air and soared to the fairy world in the eyes of everyone."
"Then why..."
"Because the Witherwood tribe has similar records." Linghe pressed his bald head, apparently also extremely puzzled about this: "It's not only the Witherwood tribe, the mackerel tribe, the tortoise tribe, but also the spirit tribe and the black The corpse clan, etc., basically every race has this record, saying that one of their ancestors appeared an extraordinary character, who rose to the immortal, left the true immortal heritage, the true immortal heritage, and can summon the true immortal to destroy the enemy at a critical moment. and many more."
"But this is impossible. No matter how broad, the immortal born in the spirit world will not exceed the number of three fingers."
"Among them, there are many cases of false transmissions, erecting banners and putting on tiger skins. Immortals cannot stay in the spirit world for long, and it is even more difficult to verify." Master Linghe glanced at Zhao Shi: "Of course, my human race is different from other races. It must have been a real fairy."
"Naturally, there is no doubt about it." Zhao Shi agreed, but his heart sank: "The matter of the human palace true immortal inheritance..."
"The Human Race Hall is the racial heritage built by the various powers of our human race who have gathered countless resources in the past. Legend has it that the first generation of the palace master is the true immortal. It has gathered the highest inheritance of the human race inside. The opening time is uncertain, roughly between 30,000 and 100,000 years. between."
"If you want to enter it, you must get the support of two-thirds of the sect and one of the sects of the holy land. If the daoist is interested, Yulinggu can stand behind the daoist."
Linghe explained.
"Thank you, it's a pity that I, a person of the lower realm, don't see the hope of stepping into the Human Race Palace in this life." Zhao Shi sighed quietly.
You don't need to think about how rare this opportunity is. Countless talented, experienced, and strong background cultivating monks are desperately fighting for this, and the triumphant monks will definitely participate in it, and won't be ignored.
Those who can enter it must be the disciples of the Three Holy Sects. Even the twenty-eight sects are just running along, and it is only the people of the three sects who step into the Human Race Hall.
No one will give up this opportunity, even if there is a better person, even if there is racial righteousness, the competitor must be killed first.
What's more, in terms of loyalty and reliability, and in terms of talent, no monk who crosses the catastrophe would think that his disciple would be inferior to others.
This point can be seen from the fact that Linghe didn't feel so distressed to send out the Yulinggu support quota, the cultivating monk has a deep desire for a higher realm, but he will never give up whenever there is a little hope.