Chapter 823
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This time, he was familiar with the path, and he really rushed into the strange inner space of the Dao spirit wood like a tornado.
The others did not even see her figure clearly. They only felt the wind pass by them. With a "bang", a fat man was thrown into the grass by the wind shadow.
"Who is this person?"
"A strange face!"
As they stared at Little Congee's big and moving face, none of the Spiritual Gate disciples present associated him with the carefree young powerhouse who defeated Lionheart Peak's Lu Yunshan in three moves.
"Is there no meat to eat today?"
Looking up, the sun was rising above his head. It should be almost noon. Small Gruel gloomily scratched his arm and fell down to sleep.
Without the help of cold objects, his dreams were always intermittent, and the speed of his cultivation had also slowed down a lot.
But in order to accompany Zhen Xiaoxiao for a little more time, and worried that once he entered the dream, Zhen Xiaoxiao would get into trouble again, Small Gruel tried his best to restrain his urge to swallow ice and sleep.
But in order to put on an act for Revered Mei, he always carried cold objects with him.
"I haven't chosen an entry-level magic treasure yet!"
As soon as he was sucked into the Dao Spirit Wood, Zhen Xiaoxiao immediately snorted.
With these words, he opened the way.
Wooden branches immediately lifted Zhen Xiaoxiao from the ground floor and pushed him straight to the space on the third floor of the Artifact Pavilion, which was full of flowers.
The inherited disciple of Lionheart Peak, an expert in the early stage of the Enlightening Realm, should get a free good thing!
The Dao Spirit Wood was still the Dao Spirit Wood that was easy to talk to, but this time, Zhen Xiaoxiao came with an ulterior motive!
Arriving at the place where the flowers were in full bloom, Zhen Xiaoxiao did not look up at the swords and sabers that were emitting a faint light.
First, the two sets of offensive magic treasures in his hands were much stronger than the weapons displayed here.
Second, only by constantly asking could he lure out the Kui Wood Wolf that was hibernating in the tree.
"The things here are not good enough. I am a woman who solved the problem of Lionheart Peak as soon as I entered!"
Anyway, she had already understood the temperament of the Dao Spirit Wood and the Kui Wood Wolf. This time, Zhen Xiaoxiao's tone was as arrogant as she could be.
When Dao Ling Mu heard this, he immediately felt that what she said made sense.
Hai Dongge's dream enlightenment was much more dangerous than what the disciples and elders who only knew a little about this matter knew!
Once he failed.
It was very likely that a Demon Lord would be born. He used the Bitter Dream to vent the anger in his heart. If he wasn't careful, it was very likely that he would cause casualties within the Spiritual Gate.
Even if he didn't fall to the dark side, a late-stage Nascent Soul Realm cultivator would have a flaw in his cultivation technique. It was also an injury that Lionheart Peak couldn't bear, not to mention that this crisis also involved the state of mind of another Nascent Soul disciple, Lu Yunshan.
Zhen Xiaoxiao had broken Hai Dongge's dream and saved the sect from a huge loss. This was a great merit and deserved special treatment.
At the thought of this, countless green branches and leaves grew excitedly in front of Zhen Xiaoxiao's eyes. The branches rubbed against each other, producing a pleasant rustling sound.
The space around them changed.
Zhen Xiaoxiao was surrounded by green leaves and flowers as he arrived at the fifth floor of the Weapon Depository in an instant!
Last time, he returned to this place.
When Zhen Xiaoxiao was about to step on the steps from the fourth floor to the fifth floor, he was ruthlessly interrupted by the Kui Wood Wolf.
So this time, Dao Ling Mu was excited and directly sent Zhen Xiaoxiao to the fifth floor of the Weapon Depository!
Here.
Only the superior-grade spirit treasures were displayed — weapons used by Nascent Soul Realm cultivators!
The terrifying power of the magic treasure was like a mountain covering the top.
Zhen Xiaoxiao's heart was beating wildly and her knees were trembling. She had no choice but to immediately fuse with Little Invisible.
The little flower vines, excitedly swam under Zhen Xiaoxiao's feet, and beautiful flowers bloomed one after another.
That enthusiastic and excited look seemed to be saying, "How is it? Are you satisfied? Praise me! "
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