Ma Weiwei sighed quietly: "In short, Sanqingling was taken away by Qingmian. Even if there is no anchor, sooner or later we will have to face Zhihui Lin."

Yan Jiu nodded thoughtfully.

Just like what the mountain god said.

Four or five hundred years ago, under the leadership of Wu Jiu, Zhihui Forest was only kept away from strangers. Until there was no news from Wu Jiu, Zhihui Forest was successively banned by successive emperors.

Until now.

It has been closed for four to five hundred years, and Zhihui Forest has completely become a forbidden area from being kept away from strangers.

Ma Weiwei recovered from the fact that Hou Ming was beaten: "Qingmian is the only Yin spirit who can come and go freely. Outsiders will inevitably think that he is the master of Zhihui Forest."

Think about it.

Ma Weiwei added: "Qingmian is not like other Yin spirits. The Zhihui Forest not long ago was not as dangerous as it is now. Our people can still set foot in the outer circle. Since the Sanqing Bell was taken away, it seems that he used the Sanqing Bell to strengthen

Some kind of seal."

Yan Jiu heard the Sanqing Bell again.

She was extremely sure that the bell this time was definitely not a scroll, but a real Sanqing bell.

Yan Jiu grasped the key point: "What happened to Sanqing Ling?"

Ma Weiwei told the truth: "The Sanqing Bell is one of the nine magical weapons. To be honest with my seniors, the legend of the nine magical weapons has been circulating in the metaphysical world. As long as all nine magical weapons are collected..."

Yan Jiu couldn't help but said: "Summon the dragon?"
Chapter completed!