Seeing that the magic array outside the space beacon was still there, Wang Lun breathed a sigh of relief and quickly checked the integrity of the magic array.

After checking, confirming that the magic array is intact and has not been forcibly invaded, Wang Lun urged his magic power to enter the inside of the magic array, and then sacrificed the Ten Thousand Spirits Vase and began to activate the space beacon.

Only by confirming that there is no problem with the space beacon can you truly feel relieved.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Vase was floating and slowly turned, and the light appeared in the darkness, illuminating the formation pattern inside.

The activation process is already very familiar with Wang Lun and is proceeding in an orderly manner.

A few seconds later, Wang Lun interrupted the activation process and took back the Ten Thousand Spirits Vase.

If he continues, the space beacon will be activated and the high-level energy in the Ten Thousand Spirits Treasure Ark will be consumed. He doesn't want to leave the Spirit Blast World directly from here.

After all, in the spiritual violence world, we have to investigate it once during the "spiritual moon and sun".

Seeing that the space beacon was intact, Wang Lun immediately left, left from the magic circle, broke through the water surface, and flew to the shore.

Then, Wang Lun began to wait on a tree.

Although Yuan Feng's Nascent Soul did not come to destroy the space beacon in the best time period, it seems that he would not come, but he is not sure that he will come in the future.

Wang Lun planned to wait in place for a while.

Wang Lun is indeed very curious about why Yuan Feng did not attack the space beacon.

After half a day.

The lake and its surroundings were still quiet and no one came over.

"It probably won't come here."

Wang Lun said to himself.

With Yuan Feng's Nascent Soul's strength, it is dangerous for the Nascent Soul to enter a few hundred meters deep underwater. It is almost impossible to break the magic circle and destroy the space beacon, so Yuan Feng's Nascent Soul must need help.

But the helper had been called back to the headquarters of the casual cultivator forces by Wang Lun.

"Even if Yuan Feng comes over and wants to do something, it will not be easy to find a suitable helper."

"I'll go to the headquarters of the dispersed cultivators first, go and go back quickly, so that there will be no accident."

Wang Lun didn't want to stay here all the time. After all, after analysis, the possibility of Yuan Feng's Nascent Soul coming here for destruction is really small.

He went to the headquarters of the dispersed cultivator forces to see if Yuan Feng had gone back.

This is something that must be done.

However, Wang Lun continued to wait on the tree for two hours. It was dawn before he fanned the black light wings and left quickly.

Along the way, Wang Lun flew at an extremely fast speed, without stopping halfway, and quickly arrived at the gate of the headquarters of the casual cultivator forces.

Without letting the guard inform him, Wang Lun broke in directly, and then came directly into the pavilion like he was visiting his own house.

The first time I came to the pavilion was my first meeting with Yuan Feng.

The second time I came to the pavilion was to talk to Zheng Ruilong, and I had to walk through the headquarters of the casual cultivator forces to get the latest map of the entire spiritual violence world.

This is the third time I have been here. Wang Lun knew that when he was here, there would naturally be a monk who would report to Zheng Ruilong that the latter would come without waiting for a long time.

Sure enough, in less than five minutes, Zheng Ruilong appeared, walked over the plank road, entered the pavilion, with a slightly formulaic smile on his face.

Zheng Ruilong felt sick and had a big head. How long has it been since he sent Wang Lun away? Why did he come here again?

But he couldn't tell his subordinates that he was not here and let his subordinates come forward to send Wang Lun away. Because now the cold face master is not at the headquarters, he, the deputy leader, must be in charge of the headquarters, and he can't stop him from hiding, and he can't even refuse.

"Zhengren Wang, what wind blows you?"

With a smile on his face, Zheng Ruilong greeted him enthusiastically.

"President Zheng, sit down and say," Wang Lun said with a smile, "There is nothing else today. Come and chat with President Zheng."

Zheng Ruilong had no choice but to sit down and say it would be strange if he believed your words. If the Lord of the Three Treasures Palace is not in trouble, will he come to chat with someone he is not familiar with?

When the servant delivered the wine and snacks, Zheng Ruilong filled the wine for the cup in front of Wang Lun, then raised the cup and said, "Real person, I will give you a cup first."

He just didn't take the initiative to ask Wang Lun what he had come to find and wanted to send a message to Wang Lun, that is, he really didn't want to chat with Wang Lun. If Wang Lun could say goodbye and leave after giving this glass of wine, he would be happy to send Wang Lun outside the gate.

Wang Lun and Zheng Ruilong toast, drank all the glass of Chinese wine in one go, put down the wine glass and asked with a smile: "Is Leader Yuan back?"

Wang Lun was closely following Zheng Ruilong's expression changes and not letting go of any details.

Then Zheng Ruilong continued his question and said, "No, why did Zhenren Wang ask about the arrival of Alliance Leader Yuan?"

Zheng Ruilong believed that Wang Lun's purpose of coming here was related to Master Leng's noodle, so Wang Lun asked someone about whereabouts, but he would only ask Master Leng's whereabouts. He never thought that Wang Lun would ask Yuan Feng alone.

"See him something." Wang Lun said vaguely.

After observing, Zheng Ruilong had no emotional fluctuations just now and his face was as normal.

Mostly, Yuan Feng did not come back.

After Yuan Feng's Nascent Soul escaped, there were three ways to go.

One is naturally to return to the headquarters. At the headquarters, some prisoners of the sect forces are imprisoned. Usually, they will not be killed, but will persuade them during the detention process to let the sect monks use them. Therefore, if Yuan Feng's Nascent Soul comes back, he can completely rely on his previous qualifications to choose the body from the prisoners to seize the body.

The second type is to go directly to the territory of the sect forces to find the right candidate for the body to seize the body. The choice range is larger than the first type, and of course, it is more dangerous.

The third type is not to go to the above two places, go to the lake to destroy the space beacon, or find a place to hide first.

Wang Lun analyzed that the most likely place for Yuan Feng’s Nascent Soul to go is the first type, that is, to return to the headquarters of the casual cultivator.

"Wait a minute." Wang Lun left after asking.

He picked up the wine pot and helped Zheng Ruilong fill the wine. He also filled his wine glass. Wang Lun raised the wine glass and said, "President Zheng, I wish you."

Zheng Ruilong finished drinking this glass of wine with a confused look, not sure.

Could it be that Wang Lun really came to him to reminisce about the past?

If Wang Lun didn't explain his purpose, he simply didn't say it. Anyway, Wang Lun had no intention of leaving now, and he couldn't drive people away, so he started eating the snacks on the plate.

Wang Lun was not afraid of the awkward atmosphere between the two, so he ate some pastries and asked, "I have a question to ask the leader of Alliance Zheng."

Zheng Ruilong smiled and said, "Please tell me if you are a real person."

Finally, I couldn't help asking Mr. Leng's name.

Wang Lun ignored what Zheng Ruilong was thinking at the moment and asked first: "A monk can only go out after reaching the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, which means that most cultivators will never have the hope of leaving the spiritual violence world in their entire lives. If they cannot go out, will the cultivators of the three major forces stop fighting and develop peacefully?"

"What the real person wants to ask is, can the spiritual violence world become a place of peace?" Zheng Ruilong shook his head without waiting for Wang Lun to nod, "I am frank, this is simply impossible to achieve."

"Oh, please let the leader of Alliance Zheng make a clear statement." Wang Lun said.

Zheng Ruilong didn't understand why Wang Lun asked this question, but whether he answered or not would affect anything, so he answered it himself.

"The cultivation resources in the spiritual violence world are very limited, and even if the practitioner comes to this dead place, he will not say that he will give up his cultivation. Therefore, he will have to compete for cultivation resources. To be honest, even if I announce that the power of casual cultivators will follow the path of peace from now on, and will not participate in the other two forces.

After fighting and killing hard, the people below absolutely disagree. They will directly take my seat and take another person to lead everyone to continue fighting with the other two families and grab cultivation resources." Zheng Ruilong said. There is no need to analyze the answer at all. You can know it by staying in the Spiritual Raid World for a little longer.

Wang Lun then asked: "If Master Cold Facial is too dead and Alliance Leader Yuan... leaves again, will the distant cultivator forces led by Alliance Leader Zheng be attacked by the other two forces? Will the distant cultivator members be killed and injured in large numbers?"

Zheng Ruilong was stunned.

Wang Lun has something to say.

Wang Lun has the confidence to kill Master Leng. In Wang Lun's eyes, is Master Leng's name already booked and turned into a dead person?

He didn't dare to think that Master Leng's noodle had been killed by Wang Lun now, and believed that Wang Lun was confident that he would kill Master Leng's noodle in the next period of time.

Regardless of whether Master Leng will be killed by Wang Lun, he has also thought about Wang Lun's question.

After all, Yuan Feng will definitely leave the spiritual violence world and cannot become a long-term member of the casual cultivator force, and cannot be counted as one.

"It's a bit of a crisis," Zheng Ruilong did not shy away. "If something happened to Alliance Leader Leng, there will be the fewest Nascent Soul cultivators among the three forces, and I am the only one left."

"How to make up for it?" Wang Lun asked.

The cold noodle master is too dead, and Yuan Feng can't count on it. When Zheng Ruilong knows the result, he may have a headache. Wang Lun's questioning this means that Zheng Ruilong will think about this issue in advance.

He couldn't chat with Zheng Ruilong, so he simply talked about this topic.

Zheng Ruilong frowned and said, "It is not easy to make up for it. If the other two companies find out, they don't need to join forces. A single family can cause damage to the casual cultivators."

"In other words, when it comes to that time, you can only do your best to leave your destiny?" Wang Lun looked at Zheng Ruilong.

Zheng Ruilong sighed: "The great country that the leader of the Yuan Dynasty has really broken down in my hands. I guess some of the territory will be eaten away. Before the new Nascent Soul cultivator appears, the power of the casual cultivator can only rest and maintain the territory with all his strength."

Judging from this, Zheng Ruilong respects Yuan Feng very much, and Yuan Feng has indeed put in a lot of effort to strengthen the power of casual cultivators.

Wang Lun stopped continuing the topic, drank another glass of wine and waited quietly.

Zheng Ruilong couldn't escape and was silent at first. After a few minutes, he couldn't stand this dull atmosphere and took the initiative to talk about some irrelevant things, which made the atmosphere less solidified.

Of course, Wang Lun didn't show off his tricks. Anyway, he just used unnutritious chats to pass the time.

After about an hour and a half, less than two hours, a subordinate passed the plank road into the pavilion, looking like he was reluctant to speak but stopped.

Obviously, the subordinate felt that Wang Lun was next to him and was not suitable to report to Zheng Ruilong.

Zheng Ruilong was about to get up, avoid Wang Lun, and listened to his subordinates' reports alone, but found that Wang Lun was looking at him with a smile, and he felt a lot of pain in his heart.

Wang Lun obviously wanted to know what his subordinates were reporting on.

Zheng Ruilong thought about it for a moment, did not want to show weakness or bow his head, pretended not to see Wang Lun's expression, and said, "Real person, I'll lose my companion."

He left the pavilion and went to the plank road. His subordinates understood and turned his back to Wang Lun, reporting in a voice that only Zheng Ruilong could hear.

"Report to the leader of the Zheng League, there is a monk outside whom we don't know. He told the guards that he wanted to see you. The other party refused to tell them about his experience, so he just asked the guards to report them repeatedly, and be sure to ask you to go to the gate to see him."

After hearing this, Zheng Ruilong couldn't help but frown: "A person you don't know? Are you a cultivator from the sect? Have you surrendered?"
Chapter completed!