Chapter 39 Mysterious Ancestral Land
The man in white whose throat was grabbed had a red face, and he was unable to use all his skills.

He Ling'er, who was standing next to him, opened her mouth as wide as if she could fit an egg in. "Is this really the early stage of foundation building? Why do I feel like he can kill me with just one slap!"

“Well, Senior Brother Zhang, you’re pinching his neck and he can’t speak!” Looking at Zhang Tie who was pinching the white-clothed man’s neck tightly and asking him to speak, He Ling’er reminded Yisheng weakly.

"Hmph," Zhang Tie looked at the dying man in white, snorted coldly, and released his hand.

The man in white took a deep breath, then looked at Zhang Tie with fear, and said tremblingly, "I just heard that Senior Qiong's soul lamp has dimmed. According to my father, this is the result of failing to break through the Nascent Soul stage. Not only will the vitality decline rapidly, but there is even the risk of death."

The man in white seemed to be afraid that Zhang Tie would get angry and kill him, and then he said, "But these are not certain. It is possible that they are just temporary, and you may break through to the Nascent Soul stage later!"

“Go away!” Zhang Tie calmed down at this moment. “What this person said may not be right. After all, Old Man Qiong is a top-level Jindan cultivator. He may not die so easily if he fails to break through.”

After all, the man in front of him was a disciple of the Yanyue Sect and had a backer, so Zhang Tie couldn't just kill him so easily.

The man in white was as if he had been pardoned. He quickly stepped on the flying sword and flew away.

After walking a long way, the man in white turned around and looked at Zhang Tie viciously, "Just wait and see how I deal with you when I get to Qingxu Sect!"

Zhang Tie naturally couldn’t see the vicious look in the white-clothed man’s eyes, but even if he saw it, he wouldn’t be in the mood to pay attention to him.

"Brother Zhang, are you worried about Senior Qiong?" He Ling'er suddenly asked Zhang Tie.

Although Zhang Tie was upset, he still nodded.

"I think I can help you confirm Senior Qiong's situation!" He Ling'er raised the corner of her mouth when she saw Zhang Tie nod, and said mysteriously, "Have you heard of the art of witchcraft?"

An hour later.

Zhang Tie followed He Ling'er to a remote place. After putting away the flying boat, Zhang Tie looked around and found that there were no birds except for some low bushes.

"Is this the place where the ancestral land you are talking about?" Zhang Tie asked suspiciously.

"Wait for me." The girl blinked at Zhang Tie and then took out a sound transmission note.

But after a while, Zhang Tie suddenly discovered a faint fluctuation of spiritual energy in front of him, and then a rather tall young man suddenly appeared.

"Senior!" Before He Ling'er could speak, Xiang Tianxing's eyes suddenly lit up and he spoke in surprise.

Zhang Tie looked at the cultivator in front of him and suddenly remembered, "Are you a disciple of Tianqingxu Sect?"

"Do you know each other?" He Ling'er was a little surprised, and then she jumped up to Xiang Tianxing and said, "Brother Xing, do you know Senior Brother Zhang?"

When Xiang Tianxing saw He Ling'er running over, he immediately held He Ling'er's hand lovingly, "Ling'er, Senior Zhang is my savior. If it weren't for him, I would never have been able to cultivate to perfection in just two years, and I would never have been able to come to the ancestral land and obtain the cultivation resources of this ancestral land."

Hearing this, He Ling'er covered Xiang Tianxing's mouth with her hand, and then looked at Zhang Tie nervously, fearing that he would snatch it away.

"Don't worry, I'm not interested in the resources of your ancestral land." Zhang Tie explained. His cultivation was not a problem at all, and he didn't particularly need these. "Senior is so strong, how could he be interested in my little wealth?" Xiang Tianxing laughed at himself. The Xiang family had long been in decline. There was nothing useful in the ancestral land except some strange things. Otherwise, why would they end up being easily wiped out?

He Ling'er realized that she had said something wrong, so she stuck out her tongue at Xiang Tianxing and changed the subject, "Xingge, didn't you say that you had a very strange token? The one that can affect the Nascent Soul?"

"What are you talking about?" Xiang Tianxing took out an ancient token and said with embarrassment, "This token is indeed very strange. It can allow another cultivator to sense the life and death of the cultivator with the token to a certain extent."

Then he demonstrated to Tianxing how to use the token.

He dripped a drop of blood into the token, and the drop of blood immediately merged into the token. Then a red line appeared on the back of the token.

He handed the token to Zhang Tie. "The pattern on the back represents the mark of the person. Different cultivators will show different patterns after dripping their blood essence. As long as the token is not damaged, no matter where the other person is, they can rely on the token to find the approximate direction of the person who dripped the blood essence."

Zhang Tie shook his head in disappointment. This thing was not very useful to him. "Is this some kind of witchcraft?"

"I don't know either, I just guessed, and then I boasted to Ling'er and said those words." Xiang Tianxing lowered his head and did not dare to look at He Ling'er.

When He Ling'er found out that what Xiang Tianxing said was all lies, she became so angry that her face turned red, and she glared at Xiang Tianxing fiercely with her almond-shaped eyes.

"By the way, aren't you a disciple of Qingxu Sect? Senior Brother Zhang is going to Qingxu Sect to participate in the life and death trial this time. If you have anything useful, tell me quickly!" He Ling'er looked at Xiang Tianxing dangerously.

Xiang Tianxing was sweating profusely, and hurriedly searched for useful things in his mind. "Oh, right, there is a hidden flaw in the Qingxu Sect's mountain protection formation. If you want to escape..."

Before Xiang Tianxing could finish, He Ling'er grabbed his ear and said, "How can you talk like that? Senior Brother Zhang asked why we should run away?"

“Go on.” Zhang Tie became interested. He felt that he could not help at all with Old Man Qiong’s problem, so he decided to solve his current troubles as soon as possible.

Maybe he can really make use of the loophole in the formation.

“Brother Zhang, don’t listen to his bragging. How could a little cultivator like him who hasn’t even established his foundation build yet possibly find loopholes in the Qingxu Sect’s mountain protection formation?”

Zhang Tie didn't think so. After all, he was now a master of formations. When he just came in, he couldn't see the formations here at all. He believed that Xiang Tianxing must have some extraordinary qualities.

Xiang Tianxing saw Zhang Tie nod and said hurriedly, "I definitely can't tell it myself, but this is what I got from the clan leader!"

Xiang Tianxing raised his head when he said this, "The Xiang family does have some background. I heard from my father that the ancestor of the Xiang family is a Divine Transformation cultivator!"

He Ling'er curled her lips, "Okay, okay, go on."

"Okay, hurry up and talk." Zhang Tie felt that the two of them talked too much and it was tiring to listen to them, so he interrupted impatiently.

"That's right. There has always been a book in the family explaining the formation, which records the detailed arrangement of the Qingxu Sect's mountain protection formation."

(End of this chapter)