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Miao Xinghe was very lucky in the early sunlight, when he met a young girl sitting cross-legged on the roof meditating.

She was about to move forward, when suddenly her footsteps stopped.

The descendants of the immortal sect will shine on this matter, the rich have practiced it until it becomes a habit.

But, Miao Xinghe at this moment could not stop seeing light, she rubbed her eyes, unable to believe it when she looked again, and still saw the same semi-transparent ripples revolving around Xia Wangan, as if there was a pattern, slowly moving forward.

If she had seen any fairy tales, she would know that this was spiritual energy.

In this kind of drama, the main characters, no matter if they are cultivating, casting spells, or simply wearing makeup, will all have spiritual energy. Sometimes it is semi-transparent, sometimes it has a bit of color. What color it is, specifically, depends on which type of magic the main character is inclined towards.

If the main character casts a spell and does it alone, without the spiritual energy surrounding him to coordinate, the image will look very embarrassing.

This place can be similar to the sidelines of a fairy tale drama, with special effects under the circumstances is handsome and intimidating, with its own atmosphere, without special effects, just like a large-scale embarrassing children's drama scene.

So the few times before when Ha Vong An pressed his hands to chant a spell, he always turned his back to the person.

But now, with her one hundred and eleven thousand credits, it's different!

Spiritual energy naturally revolved around Xia Wang An, as if adding ten special coins, naturally, revealing a completely mysterious and atmospheric feeling.

Originally he had given himself enough energy, but after thinking it over in his mind, Miao Xinghe saw this scene and didn't dare to come near.

But Ha Vong An feels like this:

[The spirit energy seems to be when frying eggs, surrounded by smoke around the pot, the difference is, it has no flavor.]

007 reminded her: [Host, people from Tru Mach Tong are coming.]

Xia Wang An was originally standing on his knees making a hand gesture to chant a spell, but upon hearing this, he immediately withdrew his hand, his sleeves fluttering, indescribably carefree.

As she stopped cultivating, the rising spiritual energy also disappeared in the blink of an eye.

She was ready to stand up, but she didn't wait for the other party to open his mouth.

Ha Vong An tried hard to endure and not open his eyes: [007, why isn't she saying anything? ]

007 doesn't know either.

Miao Xinghe really didn't speak, one was shocked, two was scared, not scared of Xia Wang An, but scared that the other party would reject her request for help.

After all, the Heavenly Salvation Sect and their Tru Mach Sect have no relationship, so why would she open her mouth to ask for help and the other party would be willing to help?

Because he was too afraid of losing his only hope, Miao Xinghe did not dare to open his mouth.

But the next second ——

Under the sunlight, the young girl's face was cold and clear, slowly opening her eyes, her calm eyes contained a trace of divinity, looking down from above at Miao Xinghe standing straight below.

"What?"

She seemed to know that she was helpless, and did not blame her for her hesitation, but instead took the initiative to reach out for help.

Just two short sentences, but made Miao Tinh Ha feel like he had encountered a magic tree in water.

This scene was deeply engraved in her mind, even after a long, long time, the image of this moment was still as clear in her mind as it was at first.

"Damn it..."

Encouraged by the other party's calm yet compassionate attitude, Miao Xinghe directly performed a grand salute, and with a thud knelt down. When he raised his head again, his eyes could not help but turn red:

"In a few days, Wang Tian City will be beset by disaster. Our sect is determined to defend to the death. We will only send out our junior disciples. If there is no rescue, Wang Tian City will surely fall. Now that we have met the immortal master, we ask that the immortal master help Wang Tian City and save our sect."

Having said that, she bowed her head deeply.

"I will tie grass to hold the rim, hold the whip to pull down the lamp!"

His heavy head made contact with the ground. Miao Xinghe felt uneasy and closed his eyes tightly, as if waiting for the final judgment.

Immediately after, her two hands were held by someone.

It felt very warm and powerful. Before she could react, she was lifted up and faced Xia Wang An.

In front of him, his clothes were fluttering, and his demeanor was unlike that of a human immortal sect disciple. However, he was smiling slightly at her.

"Heaven saves people to help themselves, people help heaven to save heaven, this is the foundation of my Heavenly Salvation Sect."

"The world is in trouble, the disciples of the Heavenly Sect, must act with righteousness."

Miao Tinh Ha was stunned.

The undeniable morality ——

No rejection.

No hesitation.

She said, morality cannot be denied.

Miao Xinghe's tears once again flowed down her face, only this time, they were tears of excitement and gratitude.

Between her tear-filled eyes, a light breeze blew by, causing Xia Wang An's clothes to flutter slightly. Her fair face contained the morning sunlight, making her look even more like a goddess.

Mieu Tinh Ha looked at this scene, his heart once again filled with awe.

In the back room, in a narrow corner that absolutely no one could find, Lam Kha controlled the wind, placing himself and Nguyen Ninh in the air.

Nguyen Ninh held a large unpainted board in his hand, his eyes fixedly staring ahead: "A little to the left."

The two people immediately turned to the left.

"A little lower."

The two of them went down to the border again.

Nguyen Ninh put the unpainted board in Lam Kha's hand: "You stay put, don't move, from this angle, Vong An's face is absolutely flawless."

He moved the fan clamped on his thigh in a different direction, took off the light above his head, took out the remote control, and turned on the small fog machine below.

Lam Kha honestly grabbed the unpainted board: "No fog?"

"The sun has completely come out, the additive background group has simulated the experiment many times, the effect of the lingering mist must be at the time the sun is born to have the best effect."

Nguyen Ninh was frantically operating while staring at the two people talking in front. Seeing Ha Vang An turn around and leave, he immediately:

"Stroke, turn up the fan a bit, it wants to blow out this kind of fluttering feeling of clothes!"

"Okay! Vong An go far, turn it off!"

The two people then slowly fell from mid-air, cleaned up all the cleaning tools, and put them away neatly.

Lam Kha leaned slightly, flying in the four directions and stiffening: "Did you find out?"

Nguyen Ninh put the props into the code chest, hearing this he immediately became alert: "Found something?"

Lin Kha [Wind] can not only imitate flying on a sword, but can also be used to search around the body. After all, in this world that is not completely sealed off, Wind can go anywhere.

"Fried aromatic eggs."

Nguyen Ninh: "..."

Lam Kha sniffed, her beautiful face revealed a look of determination: "That's right, stir-fried eggs, stir-fried Big Ox, Vong An is eating."

Nguyen Ninh's movements immediately quickened a bit.

A few minutes later, three people sat at the table, eating rice, each person eating a bowl of fried eggs.

Their eating movements are all well-trained. In front of others, they move gracefully and look very elegant.

—— is to eat a little faster.

While eating, Cao Dai Ngu asked: "So, your grandma wants to go to Vong Thien Thanh to deal with the Liang Dynasty?"

He revealed a worried look: "The Liang Dynasty is fierce and powerful, the three of you, could there be danger?"

Tuong also knows, both sects are planning to commit suicide, that Liang Dynasty will definitely encounter bigger problems than Minh Huyen.

Cao Dai Ngu suggested: "Why don't you ask your master for help?"

The master said, must be much more powerful than the disciple?

These past few days, the disciples of the Tru Mach Sect had not lacked to popularize the science of how powerful cultivators were, such as moving mountains and filling seas, moving stars and changing the moon. When the people of the Gao family heard about it, one side was excited, but the other side felt that it was only a powerful figure.

"No need."

Ha Vong An finished his bowl of food, leisurely accepted the handkerchief Nguyen Ninh handed over, and gently wiped the corner of his mouth:

"Three of us is enough."

These words, when heard by everyone, were no different from "The Wangtian Dynasty is nothing more than a bunch of trash".

At the Cao family's dinner table, people immediately looked respectful and arrogant, deeply feeling that they were still not bold enough to judge the strength of cultivators.

Their family's grandmother was able to fight against a great Liang Dynasty.

Who to rely on, is the ancestral grave light smoke.

The old man Cao was silently eating his meal, and did not express any opinion about his sister's intention to go to Vong Thien Thanh, but at noon that day, he leaned on his cane and knocked on the door outside.

The three people in the room had already heard the unique way that Grandpa Cao walked with his cane and walked with his feet, so the speed at which the door opened was also quite fast.

"Old man?"

Nguyen Ninh opened the door, his face showing a suspicious expression.

"Hey, elder, I'm looking for my sister to give me something."

Grandpa Cao was carrying a huge bag, this was also the reason why his steps were heavier than before.

Going into the inner room, he opened his bag and took out each item:

"This is for you to make dry food, his mother made Big Ox, it can last for a long time, these are shoes, his father made Big Ox, you all used them when you traveled before, you don't know how many ghosts there are on this road."

"If your shoes are broken, replace them immediately, or your feet will bleed."

"This kindling needs to be well-burnt, light it at night when you go to bed, those trees and wolves won't dare come near."

"There are also these herbs, I found a doctor in town to buy them, if you catch a cold, just drink some and you will be fine."

Most of the time, Grandpa Cao has the image of a tearful old man leaning on a cane, so everyone basically treats him like an old child.

He suddenly truly acted like an elder, and as he took care of them, the three teenagers were a bit confused.

"Before, when Dai Nguu's father went to the county, I also gave him a backpack. This time, when he went far from home, he definitely brought a lot of things."

Grandpa Gao's face was full of wrinkles, filled with worry and anxiety. He had grown up in this small county town for the past 60 years, and in his eyes, the outside world was filled with many dangers.

But looking at Xia Wang An who had already decided to go, he remembered what she had said to them, the principle of the Heavenly Salvation Sect was to save the world and save the heavens.

In the end, he could only swallow that sentence, "If not, don't go. Vong Thien Thanh is not far from us."

Just like every time before, the family's children wanted to go to the forest to cut down mutated plants, to prevent them from growing larger and larger and eventually surrounding the village, swallowing the sentence "Don't move, it's not that far" and saying the same.

"Vong An, Cuu Thien Tong, what is it like?"

This old man who was about to reach his life limit suddenly asked such a question.

Ha Vong An did not hesitate:

"Most of the area there is covered by sea water, each area has different weather, sometimes it is sunny, sometimes it will rain and snow, and there are also times when it is not pure yin."

"There are plateaus, plains, basins, canyons, volcanoes, deserts, mountains and rivers, the extreme north and the extreme south have glaciers that have not turned into snow for thousands of years."

Grandpa Gao was stunned when he heard this. There was actually such a good place in the world: "This must be the Immortal World..."

"This place is the same, it can definitely be restored in the future." Ha Vong An firmly believed this point.

Although only a small amount of data was collected from Ming County, the expert team found many confirmations that the two worlds have many similar coincidences.

In other words, eight parts, Lam Tinh once had terrain, this world also has it too.

Whether or not it is a parallel world, and what connection there is between the two worlds, is still being hotly debated by experts.

But Ha Vong An only knew that no matter what the result of the discussion was, she had to do her best to prevent their destruction.

007 asked: [Host, is this world too destructive?]

Ha Vong An carried a large bag of luggage, sat on the threshold and silently watched their figures. Cao's grandfather looked at them intently, then stepped onto the road:

[ it will not be destroyed again. ]

Vong Thien Thanh ——

On the city wall, the two sect masters of Tru Mach Tong and Diet Dao Tong stood shoulder to shoulder.

The sky was filled with rolling dark clouds, and what looked like another spell of heavy rain was about to come from the mutant plants. Below, pale-faced men and women, either holding scythes or clubs, were guarding the city gates.

In front of them, were two great sect disciples wearing patched clothes.

Behind, the rest are his elders and children.

A piece of oppressive darkness, even bigger than the dark clouds in the sky, a black tide that could be seen with the naked eye slowly approached.

Even if the cup was really far, that huge wave, as if it could swallow the entire city, still made everyone's heart sink to rock bottom in an instant.

Some people cried out, some spoke rudely, and some people could not control their inner fear and collapsed on the ground, but were quickly picked up by the people around them.

On the city wall, Tru Mach Sect's sect master silently tied the wristbands tightly, he tightly held the scythe in his hand, properly releasing the peace talisman hidden in his inner shirt around his neck, his bearded and hasty expression also looked a bit more gentle.

The Extermination Dao Sect's sect master lowered her eyes, her gray hair fluttering in the wind, her body not moving at all, she held a long spear in her hand, her gentle gaze stopped on the red bird hanging above.

"Senior brother, you are a third generation disciple looking for immortals?"

Hearing this, Tru Mach Sect's sect master laughed bitterly: "There is no such thing as immortals in this world, I just want to save their lives."

"Yes, there is nothing immortal in this world."

The Extermination Dao Sect's sect master muttered a sentence, gently waving the red bird on his forehead. Although he was old, he turned his head and smiled tearfully towards his senior brother, and then seemed to have returned to that 17-18 year old age of learning martial arts from a master:

"We... should also go see his master, old man."

Four worlds ——

Just rode a plane for more than thirty hours, a group of foreign experts from Xia country were exhausted, and without waiting to rest, they welcomed this major event, and immediately rushed to the conference.

"The Liang Dynasty in that world represents great danger, but it has always existed only in hearsay, there are no recorded images, however, based on Wang An's description, we created a moving image of the Liang Dynasty in action."

On the big screen, a set of 3D images immediately appeared.

Everyone held their breath, frowned and looked back seriously.

Only saw a piece of black "dark cloud", with the force of breaking and crushing, rushing to, feeling the oppression of the people of this time.

It's getting closer and closer...

Closer and closer...

—— bang!

A foreign expert in hand pen dropped.

"The Liang Dynasty is... Gathering together to run around like crazy and all kinds of food??"

He stared at the wheat, rice, corn, and potatoes, then looked at the chaotic mess of lychees, apricots, grapes, watermelons, and peaches, and occasionally there would be scattered soybeans, broad beans, cucumbers, and squash that couldn't keep up with the large army falling to the ground.

What's the difference between this and braised pork rice and vermicelli with snails?!

Also bring it yourself after eating fruit.

The leader of the F country who came from afar slapped the table and raised it, tears almost streaming down his face:

"The world is one family, how can we not help our relatives in trouble, I suggest! Gather global strength!"

"Got them!!!"

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