Aiming for the Immortal Path

The well-dressed woman's face was expressionless and her expression was very indifferent.

"No matter what, there is always a glimmer of hope. As long as there is hope, even a little bit, we must try our best to do it!"

The white-haired old man nodded, "It's strange today. In these 100,000 Mines, there are many immortal cultivators with astonishing cultivation levels."

"These people went all the way down and seemed to be heading for that place."

The white-haired old man continued to speak, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper as he spoke.

The well-dressed woman said calmly: "Don't worry, although the cultivation realm of those cultivators is strong, they are not enough to enter that place."

The white-haired old man said with worry on his face: "That's true, but the power of the monks in the Holy Land of Immortality Cultivation should not be underestimated. If... they are really touched by their power, will it cause greater harm to us, the Night Clan?" "

The well-dressed woman pondered for a moment and then said: "The misfortunes suffered by the Night Clan for thousands of years are closely related to that power. If the cultivators in the Holy Land of Immortal Cultivation can really touch that power, it may not be a bad thing. Maybe... it is also possible. , help us eliminate the disaster?"

The white-haired old man nodded, his eyes rolled, and his mind suddenly became active.

"Indeed! Then... should we try to contact them and help them? Even if we can't resolve the disaster of our Night Clan, taking the opportunity to make friends with all the forces in the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land wouldn't be a bad thing for us, right?"

When you open your mouth again, make a proposal immediately.

The well-dressed woman shook her head decisively without even thinking, "No! People's hearts are unpredictable, especially those who are cultivating immortals. The Night Clan has already suffered too much from these cultivators!"

"Hastily contacting these immortal cultivators will definitely attract the covetous attention of those who are interested in the cultivation resources controlled by the Night Clan."

"I'm afraid that by then, we will not be facing relief, but destruction!"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man sighed again, "Oh... well, for the sake of safety, just wait patiently."

"I just don't know, this dark day

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Son, how long do I have to stay up? Maybe I may not be able to see the little old man in my lifetime! "

As he spoke, thinking about his sadness, the expression on the white-haired old man's face became increasingly sad.

"No matter what, the Night Clan has to go down this road. Didn't the predecessors... also come here this way?"

"Okay, Zhong Shenxiu has left, it's time for us to go back."

"There have been too many immortal cultivators with strong cultivation levels in Shiwan Mine in the past few days. Everyone in the Night Clan must be extremely careful and not be targeted by them."

The well-dressed woman's expression was always calm and indifferent, and her eyes, which were as dark as ink, did not show any emotion.

After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked towards the city behind him.

At this moment, he glanced at the well-dressed young man beside him, noticed something different in his expression, and hurriedly continued to speak.

"What's the matter, little guy? There seems to be something wrong with your face?"

The well-dressed young man stared into the distance, with mysterious power flowing in his eyes.

Hearing the questioning voice in his ear, he came back to his senses and said, "Second Elder, up front... there seems to be a cultivator breaking in."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the well-dressed woman and the white-haired old man suddenly changed, and they exclaimed in unison.

"What? Someone broke in?"

"How is this possible... The Night Clan is connected to the outside world, but it is arranged by special means. Without my special token of the Night Clan, even the monks in the cultivating world who are separated from the gods will never be able to come in."

"Little guy, can you see how many people are coming in?"

With that said, the well-dressed woman continued to ask questions.

"Six people!" The handsome boy replied quickly.

The white-haired old man's face instantly turned pale.

, his scalp suddenly became numb, "These... six people sneaked into our Night Clan silently. This..."

The well-dressed woman bit her lip lightly and looked ahead as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Fellow Taoist He Fang, since you are here, why don't you show up and see me!"

At the same time, the strange power around him fluctuated violently, and was already silently gaining momentum.

But before they could say anything, a voice came from the front, which made the woman in fine clothes and the old man with white hair startled again.

"Second Elder, Third Elder, long time no see. You've been having a good time these years!"

Um?

The two of them exchanged glances quickly, with no visible change in their eyes as dark as ink.

But there was a look of surprise on his face.

As soon as the doubtful thoughts appeared, six figures appeared in the darkness in front of them, slowly approaching the crowd.

The leader, with a faint smile on his face, was the body of Su Twelve.

"Fellow Taoist, do you recognize me?"

The well-dressed woman looked suspicious and looked at Su Twelve calmly.

No matter how you look at it, you feel that the person in front of you is extremely strange.

The biggest feeling is that the cultivation strength of the person in front of me is unfathomable and cannot be matched by myself.

Behind him, there were four people who were on par with him, and there was one person who seemed to her to be as deep as a galaxy or as unfathomable as an abyss.

Such a group of people made her heart suddenly rise to her throat.

On his face, he still tried his best to show disapproval.

Su Twelve smiled and continued, "I haven't seen him for more than a hundred years. Elder Ban Fenghe is still as handsome as before! And Elder Pulsatilla, his body is as strong as ever!"

As soon as he said these words, Ban Fenghe's delicate body trembled slightly, as if he was struck by lightning, and he instantly fell into memories.

The white-headed man on the side also froze on the spot, looking at Su Twelve, also lost in thought.

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After a moment, Ban Fenghe spoke again, "Who... are you?"

In the past hundred years, the number of cultivators who have had intersections with the Night Clan is not large, and she has participated in every one of them.

But no matter which one, it can't match the person in front of him.

Faced with the question, Su Twelve still had a smile on his face, and did not intend to hide it.

But, before he could speak.

The young man in tight clothes beside him suddenly trembled.

"Master! It's the Master!"

He exclaimed, and his emotions became particularly excited.

"Master?"

Ban Fenghe and Bai Tou Weng were shocked, and they looked at each other quickly, and then their eyes refocused on Su Twelve.

In an instant, a name and a figure appeared in their minds.

"You are... Su..."

Ban Fenghe spoke hurriedly, and didn't wait to finish her words.

"I am now Wang Su, the guest elder of the Ancient Immortal Sect. When I was a member of the Night Clan, I also received a lot of help from the Night Clan."

The corner of his eye swept over the young man in tight clothes beside him, and two obscure surprises flashed in Su Twelve's eyes.

His original body was trapped in the quicksand, and his consciousness descended on the body of a scattered immortal.

Even if he was in the stage of distraction, he could not see the connection between his body and the original body.

But he did not expect that Bai Wantong would reveal it.

This made him secretly shocked, but when Ban Fenghe spoke, he could not care about anything else and hurriedly spoke to introduce himself again.

Now, with the body of a scattered immortal, he had to do two things: one was to try to collect the semi-immortal artifact from the quicksand, and the other was to try to rescue his original body from under the semi-immortal artifact.

As for the grievances between his original body and the Tiandao Palace, he did not want to involve Xiao Yue and others.

The relationship between the body of a scattered immortal and the original body was unnecessary to be exposed.