Maybe I shouldn't die.

After figuring it out, Han Qingshu's gaze towards the sealing ball softened.

Since Junjun and the clone of the Heavenly Dao consciousness are different individuals, it was not considered as deceiving itself before.

Moreover, judging from the future line, the law of devouring in the fungus can also be cleared.

But how to do it?

Thinking of this, she turned her gaze back to Senior Black Turtle and asked:

"Senior, do you know what I am going to do next?"

Xuangui expressed his appreciation for her willingness to actively solve the problem.

After all, these days, there are really not many younger generations who are smart and willing to take responsibility, especially those like him who are in the Nascent Soul stage.

They have been practicing for hundreds of years, but their brains have not improved much.

There is no harm without comparison.

After looking at his juniors, he looked at Han Qingshu again and felt that the other person was particularly handsome.

However, while we appreciate it, we must not forget the important things.

After thinking for a moment, he replied:

"The Heavenly Consciousness of the small world once guided me to a place. Originally, I didn't know what that place was used for, but considering the current situation, it should be used to seal it."

At the end of his speech, his gaze shifted to the sealing ball.

The Heavenly Consciousness had already arranged a place to seal Junjun? Did that mean she couldn't solve the problem with him now?

She had anticipated this possibility before.

But at that time, no one knew that it would be Junjun who was infected by the demon.

It made a huge difference to her whether the one who was sealed was Junjun or the clone of the Heavenly Dao Consciousness. After all, she had no feelings for the clone of the Heavenly Dao Consciousness.

Thinking of this, she continued to ask:

"Senior Black Turtle, have you received any other guidance?"

The black tortoise shook his head and said:

"And nothing else."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a moment before continuing:

"Maybe when you get there, you can sense something."

This is not groundless.

The aura of the great Dao rules in that place is very strong. Perhaps the consciousness of the Heavenly Dao has left some information there.

After all, the Heavenly Consciousness finally entrusted Junjun to Han Qingshu, and it is very likely that he left some information for her there.

Hearing this, Han Qingshu seemed to be thinking about something.

What Senior Black Turtle said was not without reason, so she asked again:

"I wonder if you could tell me the exact location?"

The black tortoise thought about it carefully and looked around, as if he was thinking about whether he should let the monsters or people in the courtyard know the location of the seal.

But after a moment, thinking about the special nature of that place, he decided to say it directly.

"There is a small island in the sky above White Tiger City."

An island in the sky? All the monks looked up subconsciously.

What appeared in sight was still the gray sky, and there was no trace of the island.

After noticing their actions, Black Turtle smiled and continued:

"It's a bit far away, so it's hard to see."

Hearing this, the monks suddenly understood.

Yes, this island was originally used as a seal, so naturally the more hidden it is, the better.

Han Qingshu also thought so, and she asked again:

“I don’t know how to get to the island.”

Hearing this, the black tortoise smiled and said:

"If you want to go, it's not a problem. I know the approximate location. I can just use a flying magic weapon to fly up there. It's just..."

Having said that, he paused for a moment, turned his gaze to Han Qingshu, and then continued:

"There is a protective formation outside the island."

Han Qingshu:? Why are you looking at her?

Could she find a way to open the protective formation?

She couldn't figure it out, so she didn't make it difficult for herself and said directly:

"Senior, please speak frankly."

Seeing her like this, Xuangui understood that the previous incarnation of the Heavenly Dao consciousness really did not leave any clues for Han Qingshu.

I don’t know whether this is good or bad.

This habit of the Heavenly Consciousness of only keeping half of the information is really annoying.

Although he complained in his heart, he did not show such thoughts.

No matter how disgusting it is, it is the consciousness of the way of the small world on the battlefield.

This kind of complaints must not be discovered by the other party.

After all, all cultivators knew that this new Heavenly Dao consciousness was a little narrow-minded.

But no matter what, we still have to find a way to solve the problem.

After a brief thought, he said:

"Did Junjun leave you anything special before?"

The special things that Junjun left behind? Han Qingshu thought about it for a moment and shook his head.

"It didn't leave anything special behind."

Hearing this, the black tortoise frowned and said again:

"Think about it carefully, is there really nothing left?"

Han Qingshu once again carefully recalled all the scenes since Junjun came to her side. Suddenly, she seemed to think of something and said:

"Do its spores count?"

Although they were not left behind intentionally by Junjun, since she really couldn't control her own spores, she collected a lot of them intentionally or unintentionally.

Black Turtle frowned and said hesitantly:

"Only spores?"

Han Qingshu nodded affirmatively.

"Only spores."

After getting a positive answer, the black tortoise frowned even deeper.

"I tried it with spores before, but the protective formation didn't react."

Junjun had stayed in Baihu City for quite some time. Given its habit of spreading spores everywhere, Black Turtle must have collected some spores in his hands.

It turns out that the senior has already tried it with spores!

Han Qingshu couldn't help but frown, but Junjun really didn't leave anything for her, even the spores were collected by her.

Things seem to have hit a bottleneck.

Han Qingshu and Xuan Gui both began to ponder, trying to recall whether they had missed any details or clues.

Since the Heaven's Dao of the small world has guided them to seal Junjun, it must have left behind something that is the key to entering the protective formation.

It's just that they didn't think of it at the moment.

Suddenly, a male voice interrupted the silence.

The one who spoke was Lan Linghe. He said:

"Is it possible? The answer is right in front of you."

After saying that, he pointed to the fungus on the table.

Isn't the light ball that seals the little mushroom left by the world consciousness clone? Maybe it is the key to unlock the seal!

Hearing this, all the monks turned their eyes to the golden ball of light on the table, and an idea came to their minds at the same time.

Fellow Daoist Lan has a point.

Han Qingshu also thought so. She had previously wondered whether it might be Junjun himself who could open the protective formation.

However, because it was in a sealed state, she quickly dismissed that idea, ignoring the fact that the seal itself could very well be the key.

Thinking of this, she said:

"Whether it's true or not, we have to try it first."

This statement was unanimously agreed upon.

The black tortoise also followed suit:

"What Young Friend Han said makes sense. Whether it's true or not, we have to try it first."

Seeing that he agreed, Han Qingshu continued:

"Then I'll trouble Senior Black Turtle to lead the way."

The black tortoise nodded without any hesitation and said:

"It's no trouble, originally..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a female voice:

"I wonder how far away that place is?"

Upon hearing this, the black tortoise froze for a moment, and after a moment, he replied hesitantly:

“A little far.”

The female voice did not intend to be perfunctorily answered, and continued to ask:

"How far is a little far?"

The black tortoise had no choice but to answer honestly:

"It only takes half an hour to get there by flying magic weapon."

It takes half an hour to take a flying magic tool, so the distance is not close.

Wenming thought the same, so she said decisively:

"Fellow Daoist Black Turtle, you can't hold on for half an hour."

This was said in an affirmative tone.

The black tortoise frowned and said again:

"I think it should be fine."

Civilization is also unceremonious:

"That's just how you feel."

Black Turtle: ..., all right! The words of the medical practitioner are the most important.

But the sealing should be done as soon as possible.

Then he said:

"Does Daoist friend have a solution?"

After thinking for a moment, Wenming nodded and said:

"Of course there is."