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Chapter 175: It has nothing to do with this saint.

"No wonder at the beginning, after drinking the soul wine and going back to the room to lie down, I felt particularly comfortable and at ease."

"It turns out that these two are used to stabilize your destiny..."

Just as he was thinking about it, Pei Ling felt that the coffin he was lying on stopped moving.

"Kakaka..."

Soon, there was a sound above him, and the cover of the coffin began to open little by little.

A wisp of faint blue light fell from high in the sky and shot into the coffin.

The sky was no longer as pitch black as before, but it was still groggy and not bright at all.

At the same time, the voice of the man in black robe came from above Pei Ling: "Nine."

Pei Ling immediately opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was the sky, a gray-blue sky. It looked like it was daytime, but there was no sunlight at all.

The faint blue light comes from nowhere, dancing strangely in the air and falling from time to time...

The black-robed man in the inn stood upright beside the coffin, looking at him with cold eyes under his hood.

Pei Ling immediately turned over and sat up. Just as he was about to step out of the coffin, he saw that he was surrounded by turbid yellow water. This place was no longer an inn, but an extremely wide river.

The water in the river is pale and yellow, bottomless, and the current is surging. I don’t know where it comes from, and I don’t know where it is going.

At this time, the man in black robe took out a lantern the size of a human head. After the lantern appeared, a faint blue light fire appeared inside, which was the same as the light dancing in the air.

The light and fire bounced in the narrow space of the lantern, as if trying to escape. However, every time it was about to penetrate the lantern and leave, the lantern's cover would open a pair of bloody eyes with malicious eyes to intercept it.

The man in black robe handed the lantern to Pei Ling and said: "Get on the post boat and you can go to the next stop."

As he spoke, a awning boat floated gurglingly from the river beside the coffin.

Countless turbid river water fell from the hull of the boat in large chunks. In a moment, the entire boat was completely floating on the river, refreshing and dry, and there was no trace of it coming from the bottom of the river.

Hearing this, Pei Ling took the lantern, and as soon as he took it, he felt a cold and sticky breath.

He nodded slightly towards the man in black robe: "Thank you, Your Excellency!"

The man in black robe stood motionless on the water and said hoarsely: "This trip will be bumpy, so be careful."

Pei Lingfu said: "Thank you very much."

The man in black robe nodded, and then he and the open coffin sank into the river little by little.

It disappeared without a trace in a moment.

Pei Ling held a lantern and stepped onto the awning boat.

This ship is very small.

The awning can only accommodate one person sitting cross-legged, and it is difficult to turn around on the deck and stern of the ship.

Pei Ling lifted up the curtain of the awning and took a look, but it was empty inside.

He then sat down on the deck and hung the lantern on the awning.

At this time, the awning boat moved spontaneously and sailed slowly forward.

There were layers of ripples in the originally calm river water, and Pei Ling immediately noticed that there seemed to be countless dense eyes peering at him under the turbid river water.

He frowned and allowed the post boat to continue driving.

The post boat was very fast, dividing the water and waves, and galloped away. Soon, it turned into a small black spot and disappeared from the river.

A graceful and beautiful figure slowly appeared at the location where the post boat appeared.

The flower crown in the high bun, the flowing underskirt, and the large-sleeved blouse with colorful red edges made of mysterious flowers are light and soft and flutter like a fairy. It is Su Xirou.

Her pale and delicate face was as cold as frost. She looked at the direction Pei Ling was leaving for a moment, moved her robe sleeves, and followed him directly.

On the surface of the river, figures of different heights, short, fat and thin gradually emerged.

The auras of these figures were mixed and chaotic, and the look in their eyes had disappeared. They were completely different from those of Su Xirou and Gu Chuzi.

After they appeared, they also took steps and fled in the direction Pei Ling left.

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Chongming Zong.

Jiu'ali clan, ancestral land.

A teleportation array was protected by numerous formations. A vast white light rose into the sky. In the shining white light, the space was distorted and two figures quietly emerged.

One of them looks like an ordinary old man, with only a pair of dark eyes, and the aura around his body is perfect and restrained, with no trace of any cultivation. The other person has a black gauze skirt swaying like mist, a waist as slim as a willow, a snow-skinned face, and a graceful posture.

Gorgeous, with a cold expression.

It is Li Xin, the ancestor of the Li family, and Li Lieyue, the current saint of the Holy Sect.

As soon as the two of them stood still, Li Xin said: "Lie Yue, you go back to the clan to recuperate first, and I will continue to bring Pei Ling back."

Without waiting for Li Lieyue's reply, he quickly sent a message and warned, "Remember! Don't tell anyone about the news of Pei Ling Dao's return to the void for the time being!"

"Don't even tell anyone about Pei Ling being trapped in Yousu Tomb!"

Li Lieyue frowned slightly. This time she and Junior Brother Pei were trapped in Yousu Tomb. She originally planned to leave together, but the ancestor suddenly appeared and forcibly brought her back in advance...

With her mind spinning, she gathered her thoughts, nodded slightly and said, "Yes!"

Li Xin nodded, then flicked his sleeves and pushed her out of the teleportation array. At the same time, the white light of the teleportation array lit up again, the space was distorted, and Li Xin's figure disappeared in a moment.

Seeing this situation, Li Lieyue left this secret transmission point and headed to the place where his clan practiced.

After exiting the many formations and traps, there is a deserted dense forest outside.

Li Lieyue used her escape technique and after escaping from the dense forest, she quickly entered a groomed mountain path.

Just when she set foot on the mountain trail, there happened to be a group of Li clan members not far away.

These Li clan members seemed to have just returned from an outing and were escorting ten beautiful female cultivators.

The female cultivators all appear to be in their twenties and eighties, with gorgeous looks and slim figures. They are particularly hot and bold in their clothing, especially the leading female cultivator, who has long eyebrows, a delicate nose, thin lips, and a head full of black hair scattered like a waterfall.

Loosely bound with a red gold ring. Even though

Even among the crowd, she only wore a pink gauze dress. The gauze dress was extremely thin and only had lining on important parts. Her snow-white and slender waist was looming, like a snake demon in human form, with radiance all over her body.

A seductive charm.

When the Li clan members saw Li Lieyue, they immediately stepped aside by the road and saluted respectfully: "See the Saint!"

Li Lieyue nodded slightly and glanced at everyone.

Those female cultivators practice all the charm techniques, which are very convenient for picking divination. However, these female cultivators have solid aura and decent foundation. They wear special robes specially made by the Tiansheng Cult.

If there is no accident, they should all be furnaces cultivated by Tianshengjiao, and they should be of high quality.

It must have been bought by an elder in the clan from the Tiansheng Cult for practice. This kind of thing has nothing to do with her.
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