A life of clearness

Chapter 127 Palace Frost
The male cultivator was dressed in white. Although there were no embroidered symbols on his robe, judging from the patterns on his robe, he was indeed a disciple of the Liuguang Sword Sect.

He first saluted Rong Qing, then saluted Feng Huang'er and said, "How are you, senior?"

Fenghuanger nodded with a smile.

At the same time, he quickly sent a message to Rong Qing, "Is he a disciple of the Sword Sect? Do you know him?"

The jade flute in his hand was slowly tightened, and the palace lantern on his shoulder stopped flying, and the light became brighter and brighter.

There is no other reason, it's just because there is the threat of humanoid illusions in this dream ruins, so when you see any humanoid creature, you must be extremely vigilant.

Not to mention, the Sword Sect disciple's arrival was completely inexplicable, and it was highly likely that he was an illusion in human form.

Although she thought so, whether the male cultivator in front of her was real or not still needed Rong Qing to decide.

"You are... a disciple of the law enforcement elder Xuan Gu." Rong Qing said slowly.

The disciples of the Sword Sect all wore white robes, but from the patterns on their robes, one could still tell which peak and lineage they came from, and even what their cultivation level was.

Like Fu Xiu, it is the most mysterious, and only the three sword masters, Daozi and Rong Qing have it. This represents the special and supreme status of the sword master lineage.

"That's right. Disciple Dian Shuang is the fourth disciple of Elder Xuan Gu." The male cultivator replied respectfully.

"Fourth disciple... I remember that a disciple of the Xuan Gu lineage was indeed missing. At that time, your fellow disciples and even your master came to look for you in person, but they were unable to find your whereabouts. We only know that your life plate has not been broken, which means that even if you are missing, you have not died. I didn't expect that you are actually in the Rumeng Ruins."

"I was originally training in the secret realm, but I don't know what happened. When I woke up, I was already here." Dian Shuang frowned, "For a hundred years, I have been just trying to survive in the Dream Ruins."

“Misfortunes often bring blessings.” Rong Qing smiled slightly, “Before you came to Dream Ruins, you were only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Now, a hundred years have passed, and you have reached the late stage of Nascent Soul. This speed is much faster than that of a normal Nascent Soul True Lord.”

Fenghuang glanced at Rong Qing. She had never realized that she knew so much and even had an impression of a disciple from his lineage.

Dian Shuanglian said, "Uncle Master, you are too kind."

Even though he received Rong Qing's praise, his eyes remained firm and he was neither arrogant nor impatient.

"Have you never found a way to leave in these hundred years?"

Dian Shuang glanced at Fenghuang'er without leaving a trace, and said, "In reply to Uncle Master, my disciple's cultivation is insignificant, and I dare not easily leave this place too far, so I haven't found a way to leave."

In reality, he was sending a message to Rong Qing, "I have found a top-grade spiritual vein here. My original plan was to improve my cultivation to the half-step transformation of the spirit here before making any further plans. It is a pleasant surprise to meet my uncle and this senior from Dayue Mountain this time. So, when Uncle Yu leaves, just take me with him. As for the top-grade spiritual vein, I have a way to retrieve it and bring it back to the Sword Sect."

Top-grade spiritual veins... Rong Qing looked Dian Shuang up and down. She was really lucky to be alive in this Rumeng Ruins full of fierce beasts. Not only was she alive until now, but she was also able to get a top-grade spiritual vein.

Compared to this, she was a little jealous.

"Aren't you afraid that we are an illusion in human form?" Rong Qing suddenly asked.

Fenghuang'er, who was standing by, thought to herself, yes. She finally understood where her sense of disharmony came from.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were all aloof and lonely. Even if it was the first time in a hundred years that they met a fellow disciple of the Sword Sect, they would not show such joy on their faces and would not be so vigilant.

"It's strange, there won't be a human-shaped illusion here." He shook his head, "Besides, when I found my uncle, I had already been following him from a distance for a while. From the beginning, I could sense the aura of my uncle and senior. So it can't be a human-shaped illusion."

There are actually places where human-shaped illusions don't appear. Rong Qing and Feng Huang'er looked at each other and agreed that if they could figure out the mystery behind it, they would be able to greatly increase their chances of survival in the Dream Ruins. "Lead the way," Rong Qing said.

"This..." Dian Shuang looked at Fenghuang with obvious hesitation this time.

If Fenghuang'er had followed, although the top-grade spiritual vein would not have fallen into her hands, the news would have been revealed after all.

"It's okay. Fellow Daoist Fenghuang'er is not that kind of person."

Rong Qing said this without changing her expression. She just pretended that the person who was controlling thousands of soul-eating giant insects to ambush in the several layers of ground under her feet was not her.

Dian Shuang held back a sigh, bowed again and said "yes".

Dian Shuang flew in front on his sword, while Rong Qing and Feng Huanger followed closely behind.

"I'm not that kind of person... What kind of person am I?" Fenghuang'er said with a smile, "What did your nephew tell you?" So Rong Qing directly asked him to lead the way.

"Sh ...

Rong Qing's memory of this person was actually vague. Although Dian Shuang's face was no different from the one Rong Qing had seen before. But in the cultivation world, it was not difficult to do this. And the human-shaped illusion was even more mysterious, so it would not surprise Rong Qing that he could do this.

Rong Qing and the other person followed behind Dian Shuang, watching him skillfully wield his sword as he shuttled through the mountains and forests.

The three humanoid figures were obviously very lethal. As they passed by, all the ferocious beasts, big and small, that they encountered fled in panic.

A huge bird flew across the sky, and the aura it exuded was clearly at the highest level of the Incarnation Realm. Even so, it flew higher and higher, preferring to stay away from this place. The shadow covering the heads of Rong Qing and the others gradually shrank until it disappeared.

As the top of the divine beasts, can it tell the difference between a human cultivator and a human illusion? Rong Qing glanced at the divine beast in the air.

Even if Dian Shuang's sword-riding speed reached its limit, it was still not comparable to Rong Qing and the others. It took half an incense stick of time before they arrived at the place Dian Shuang mentioned.

The fog that permeated the forests covered the entire mountain.

This was the mountain mist where the spiritual energy was so dense that it had reached a critical state and turned into a semi-liquid state. For ordinary cultivators, this amount of spiritual energy was a bit excessive, but for Rong Qing and Fenghuang'er, it was a very comfortable environment.

The normal breathing of a cultivator who is half a step away from becoming a god consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy.

"There is indeed a top-grade spiritual vein." Rong Qing nodded.

Only in such an environment would a person who has reached the half-step stage of spiritual enlightenment not feel too oppressed and not have to be so cautious even when breathing in and out spiritual energy.

As Dian Shuang retracted the flying sword, Rong Qing and Fenghuang'er also stopped flying and stood in the air.

He was seen looking at the large amount of fog in front of him with complicated eyes.

"Dianshuang, are these your companions?" A gentle and slightly hoarse voice came from the thick fog.

An extremely beautiful female face emerged, followed by a slender neck, a plump chest, a thin waist and... four snow-white hooves.

The beautiful, half-human, half-horse beast walked out gracefully from the mist, like a myth brought to the human world.

(End of this chapter)