At this time, there was a bronze ring on Qin Cheng's finger.

Not only was he randomly dragged to this area by the void, but there was also an inexplicable thing on his finger.

The object is neither big nor small, and just fits his finger.

The style is quite simple, and the luster on it is dim. It is like those spiritual weapons that have lost their spiritual energy.

After stroking it, it felt a little cold, and no matter how hard Qin Cheng tried, he couldn't take off the ring.

It was as if this thing was welded to my finger.

Fortunately, Qin Cheng didn't know anything about the Ascending Heaven Society.

"I heard that in the Morning Mist Forest, something called the Qi of the Morning Star is collected and used to condense it into a key to the next area. Could it be that this ring is the so-called key or a clearance token?"

Qin Cheng thought secretly in his heart.

"Forget it, let's not think about these things for now and let's restore our cultivation."

Yuan Qiuxia and Yuan Qiuxia cannot be contacted. It proves that they are far apart. Searching randomly is a waste of time. It is better to adjust the status first.

Before, his own cultivation had not fully recovered. When dealing with the young man in black, he used Wushuang Jue again. Although he ended the technique quickly and did not cause his cultivation to fall again, Qin Cheng's whole body was still numb at this time.

Cursing secretly that he was unlucky, Qin Cheng took out the flask and took a few gulps of Silver Dragon Spirit Wine.

Afterwards, he stayed distracted outside to guard the surroundings, while his main body directly entered the medicine refining space.

Time passed, and after three days of recovery in the medicine refining space, Qin Cheng felt much more comfortable.

Although his cultivation has not yet returned to his peak state when he was in the Tribulation Realm, he has at least recovered from the losses caused by running away all the way.

To be able to recover so quickly, I have to win the Silver Dragon Spirit Wine.

This thing is really good, but it's a pity that not many of it were dropped from the Medicine King Pavilion before, and now there is only one jar left. Fortunately, I bought a lot of fairy grass and materials at the trade fair, and I can refine it myself.

"I don't know when this Morning Mist Forest will be closed. I can't stay here forever. I still have to look for clues. It's best to arrest someone and figure out the situation here."

With most of his condition recovered, Qin Cheng's confidence is sufficient.

Walking out of the medicine refining space, I looked around. I planned to find a random direction to explore.

But at this moment, the bronze ring on Qin Cheng's hand suddenly shimmered with light.

This brilliance came very suddenly and was not eye-catching. The moment it appeared, Qin Cheng's expression changed slightly.

He immediately felt that there seemed to be a vortex with terrifying suction inside the ring, which was rapidly pulling in the spiritual energy in his body.

In almost one breath, one-tenth of the spiritual energy he had just condensed was sucked away.

But the suction comes and goes quickly.

Just after absorbing part of the spiritual energy, before Qin Cheng could react, the suction force dissipated strangely.

"This ring absorbs the monk's spiritual energy. What's going on? It seems I have to find someone to ask."

Qin Cheng frowned slightly.

Although I know the general outline of the Ascension to Heaven Society, I really don’t know the specifics of the ring.

Maybe Yan Wangshu planned to tell himself after they set off on the road together, who knew that he would go to the Shadow City and never see each other again.

In three hours, it absorbed one-tenth of my spiritual energy. If I continued, I was afraid that I would be directly sucked dry by the ring in those few days.

Could it be that the rules of this morning mist forest are the key for me to gather together and leave within this time?

Guessing in his mind, Qin Cheng disappeared in the giant tree with a flash of his figure.

Knowing that it was best not to fly at high altitude in the Morning Mist Forest, Qin Cheng then wandered among countless giant trees. At the same time, he spread his spiritual consciousness and searched for the movement around him.

"This forest is really too big. Does this place really exist?"

Qin Cheng felt that he had flown hundreds of miles, but he didn't see even a single person around him. Moreover, there were still continuous forests and mist all around, as if nothing had changed.

Thinking that this place was the masterpiece of Lord Xinghe, Qin Cheng even doubted whether this place was some kind of secret realm.

"Um?"

But just as he became a little anxious, Qin Cheng's expression changed. He looked diagonally ahead somewhere.

There was a lot of noise ahead, and it sounded like there were a lot of people there.

And they seemed to be fighting, and the sound of spiritual energy stirring was very fierce.

The figure disappeared on the spot, and Qin Cheng squatted among the dense leaves and branches, quietly observing.

"Li Xing Villa, don't bully others too much. We have already given you the Qi of the Morning Star that we promised you before. You are still chasing us like this. It is simply disrespectful!"

In the mountain forest in front of Qin City, more than a dozen figures were passing through one after another.

There were two men and one woman running away in front. The leader was a young man, who was yelling angrily while resisting the various spells coming from behind.

The three young men were all in the first stage of the Tribulation Realm. At this time, they all had many scars on their bodies and their breaths were a little tired. It was obvious that they had been exhausted a lot.

Behind them were eight monks who were chasing after them. They were all dressed in black. All of them had sneers on their faces, and they looked very vicious and overbearing.

"Haha, the three Taoist friends of Xingluo Valley don't blame us for not being trustworthy. It's all because you agreed too late. If you had agreed to hand over the Morning Star Breath from the beginning, I would definitely let you go."

The leader of Lixing Villa was a bald man holding a long black sword. When he heard the young man's angry rebuke, he was not annoyed at all and instead laughed.

"But now, you've wasted a lot of our time. Half the breath of Morning Star is not enough."

But as he spoke, the big man's eyes suddenly surged with greed.

"However, I can give you another chance. As long as you hand over all the energy of the Morning Star this time, I will let you go. Otherwise, when we surround you, you guys will all be eliminated.

Already."

"Senior brother, don't listen to his deception. Even if we take it all out, they will definitely not let us go."

Ahead, the only female cultivator was reminding the young man.

"That's right. I would rather die than surrender and fight them."

Another male disciple also gritted his teeth and growled.

The young man's face was ugly and his eyes were full of tangles.

Why didn't he understand what the two people said?

Lixing Villa is a terrifying force similar to cultivating demons. They are unlucky enough to be surrounded by the other party, and negotiating terms with them is like seeking the skin of a tiger.

Before, he just tried it once with fantasy, but now it seems that the other party has no credibility at all.

However, their Xingluo Valley is just a small sect.

Now there are only three of them entering the Morning Mist Forest. If they are all eliminated by the other party, Xingluo Gu will gain nothing from this ascension to heaven. As a senior brother, he has also failed his master's instructions.

Thinking of this, a strange color flashed across the young man's eyes.
Chapter completed!