Chapter Thirty-Seven The Voice Envoy(1/2)
Incredible.
Lu Lingqiu, who was extremely obsessed with spiritual techniques, looked at the girl with an unknown light.
If this speed is used as a messenger...
Can you travel thousands of miles in half a day?
This is still the case in the elixir stage. If it is transformed into shape, or even after the spirit is contained...
He could not imagine.
Although theoretically, cultivators can walk through the void and pass through space cracks as long as they practice until the tribulation stage. However, they can touch the existence of space spiritual arts at levels equivalent to the Golden Elixir stage, except in front of them.
I'm afraid no one can do that girl.
Lu Lingqiu rubbed his abdomen. The pain of the collision just now was like a dawn clock, which shocked him.
How long has it been since I felt the pain?
Since I practiced the Great Invisible True Spirit Body Protection Technique, as long as the body detects any substantial damage that may occur, a transparent qi barrier will be automatically formed outside the body for protection. On the day when I first met Mu Qing, the Qi Refining Cultivator stabbed
The spirit gun that came was turned into pieces by this method.
But Xi Feiniao's space spiritual skills can make such a high-level body protection spiritual skills unresponsive!
The only explanation is that the blows that come from another plane cannot be predicted in this plane.
Looking at Lu Lingqiu who was lying on the ground and falling into deep thoughts, and Xi Feiniao, who was very panicked and indifferent, Lan Yurou said angrily: "You might as well get off your master."
"Ah...yes, I'm sorry!" Xi Feiniao quickly stood up and sat aside weakly, waiting for the punishment that would eventually come to him.
Not only did he not grab the spiritual jade, he also hurt His Highness the Holy Spirit.
Now I'm dead.
The girl was almost crying, but she tried to calm down on her face, her eyes dodging and dared not look at Lu Lingqiu beside her.
My elder brother said that people from the Baixiao clan must have the arrogance passed down from ancient blood. Even at the last moment of their lives, they must not show their cowardice to others.
But...it will definitely hurt when you die.
I haven't avenged my brother yet...
I can't die.
"Master, she..."
Lan Yurou frowned slightly, waiting for her master to fall to the girl's hair.
Lu Lingqiu stood up from the grass, patted the dust on his body, and looked at the girl: "What's the name of the magical power just now?"
Xi Feiniao raised her head and replied carefully: "There is no name. It's instinct."
"instinct?"
"Well, the instinct of flying. If the divine mind wants to get the spiritual jade, the body will instinctively fly over... But, I am not skilled enough, and when I cross the dimension wall, I have a deviation and hit you..."
The girl's voice gradually weakened and she didn't even dare to breathe.
"Wei Wall?" Lu Lingqiu had never heard of this word and repeated it with some concern.
"In human words, it is probably the 'walls of planes'." Xi Feiniao said patiently: "I can see them. I also know where to pass through it is safe and where to dangerous. Some 'walls'
Behind it is a space storm that will cut people into nothingness.”
Lu Lingqiu and Lan Yurou looked at each other, and their hearts were extremely shocked.
Can you find a space node? Can you also determine whether the opposite side of the node is safe? What is this concept?
It's terrible to think about it carefully.
No wonder the people of the Demon Slaying Alliance are so persistent in capturing the Bai Falcon all in the net as soon as possible. It is obvious that once a girl with this kind of magical power is cultivated to transform and even breaks through to the Spirit Convergence Stage, she will be no different if she wants to capture it again.
Yu Mengren was dreaming.
"So that's it." Lu Lingqiu showed a gloomy look.
He walked step by step towards the girl sitting on the ground, stretched out his right hand, and pulled her up.
"You, are you going to kill me?"
Xi Feiniao's indigo blue eyes sparkled in her indigo blue eyes. Although she was afraid, she was trying to remain calm.
"Hmm? How could it be?"
Lu Lingqiu shook his head and said, "You have passed."
"What?"
The girl opened her eyes wide and thought she had heard it wrong.
"But I... hurt you..."
Lu Lingqiu, Lan Yurou: "?"
"Well, it's okay. Next, let's talk about Jinghua Palace." Lu Lingqiu took out a jade sign from the spiritual ring and handed it to her.
After learning that he didn't have to die, Xi Feiniao, who had survived the disaster, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, took the jade plaque with a serious look on his face, waiting for what His Highness the Holy Spirit would say next.
"Once you sign a contract with me for the Flower God, from now on, you will be a member of the Jinghua Palace. Since the five elements in the palace are fully protected, you are the White Falcon clan with a strange spiritual root, I will sign you as the one who is the White Falcon clan.
"Wind Spirit Envoy" and "Voice Transmission Envoy" have three responsibilities." Lu Lingqiu paused and continued:
"First, try your best to improve your cultivation level until the God-Colume Stage."
Xi Feiniao: "????Wait..."
The girl in the fog heard it suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.
The God-loving period??
It is obviously a problem even in the transformation period. There are no skills, no magic weapons, nothing...
The God-Stage and other things are so hard to even think about.
But Lu Lingqiu did not stop talking, but just continued:
"Secondly, all actions follow my own arrangements, including but not limited to long-distance messaging, escorting items, secretly monitoring, surveying the environment, finding spiritual veins, and cooperating with other spiritual envoys to complete their work."
Xi Feiniao: "Okay, but..."
"Third, the contract is a thousand years. No matter what state you reach, as long as you are still alive, you will be free again."
"Wait... I'll die a thousand years later, right?"
Even the lifespan of a monster is not much greater than that of an immortal cultivator. The lifespan of a Nascent Soul Cultivator and a Demon Lord of a Transformation Stage is only a thousand years. If you cannot practice the Spirit Abundance Stage, then this is basically a death agreement.
But when Lu Lingqiu smiled slightly, he said solemnly: "Next, I will explain what benefits will you provide to joining Jinghua Palace."
"The benefit?" The girl looked blank.
I thought I was going to sign a contract with the master and slave, but I never thought that I could get something from the other party. Will the Holy Spirit in front of me actually give me benefits?
She quickly gathered her mind and tried to write down every sentence.
"First of all the spiritual envoys will obtain a heavenly level skill."
"Oh...ah?!ah—?!!"
Oh no, terrible. The ears are indeed broken.
Looking at Xi Feiniao's confused and even a little dull expression, Lan Yurou, who was beside her, secretly laughed, as if she had seen herself many years ago.
"Secondly, I will tutor and solve all the problems encountered by the spiritual envoy in cultivation. I will ensure that you can reach the God-loving stage smoothly."
Lu Lingqiu's expression was obviously not like exaggerating and boasting. The girl had not yet recovered from the huge amount of information in the previous few posts. When she heard this, she couldn't help frowning and asked in a low voice: "His Royal Highness, I dare to ask if your cultivation is...
…?”
She was very curious about what level the person in front of her was.
I dare to promise to help the people around me to cultivate to the God-Concentration stage, are you sure that there is no mental problem?
Lu Lingqiu did not answer directly, but instead smiled and said, "Don't worry. I heard from Shui Lian that you have an irreconcilable hatred with the people in the Demon Slaying Alliance. As long as you join Jinghua Palace and do as I arranged it,
I'm sure that within a hundred years, you will take off the head of the person who killed your brother with your own hands."
Hearing this, Xi Feiniao was a little dazed.
She knew that if it weren't for Sister Shui Lian, she might have died long ago.
Seeing Sister Shui Lian looks so respectful to His Highness the Holy Spirit, what he said is very likely... can it be really done?
I guess so.
Even if she was painted with a big pie, she was satisfied with the promise she could get.
"Yeah, I'll join."
She nodded resolutely without hesitating too much.
Lu Lingqiu said in a gentle tone: "If we inject a drop of essence and blood into the Glazed Flower God Order in your hand, our contract will officially begin."
"good."
To be continued...