Surprise! After cultivating immortality, the divine beast came to the door with space

Seeing that the little guy was still silent, the Flying Winged Tiger became anxious and frantic. "Tuantuan, where is the master's soul? Tell me now!"

In a hurry, the Flying Winged Tiger even subconsciously called out a name that it had not called for a long time. That was the name that its master gave to the Sky-Swallowing Rat more than 1,500 years ago.

That’s right, the little guy is the ancient mythical beast, the Sky-Swallowing Rat.

Because it was just a small ball when it was picked up by its owner, not even as big as its owner's fist, it was named "Tuantuan".

When the Sky-Swallowing Rat heard the Flying Winged Tiger calling out the name given to it by its master, it seemed stunned, and its mind couldn't help but recall the woman who gently held it up with both hands when they first met.

After the war between gods and demons, the master fell, and no one called him "Tuantuan" for a long time.

"Tuantuan, say something, where is the master's soul?" Flying Winged Tiger couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." I didn't find the master's soul, but I found a female cultivator who could easily pass through the soul power protective shield set up by the master.

"What? What did you say? How is this possible? It is impossible for a god to have the chance to reincarnate after his death?" Flying Winged Tiger opened his mouth in disbelief, unable to believe what he heard.

The Sky-Swallowing Rat and the Flying Winged Tiger hoped that one day they would find their master's shattered soul. This soul might be attached to a flower, a fruit, a newborn spirit beast, or even a spirit sword...

But that was just a broken soul.

By then, they would naturally ascend to the heavens, descend to the earth, and dive into the sea to find treasures for their masters to nourish their spirits and souls. Moreover, after so many years, they had already found several spiritual herbs that nourished their spirits and souls.

Even the Holy Heart Water Lotus that Lin Xia had seen before, and the high-level spiritual herbs in the valley guarded by the Flying Winged Tiger, were all prepared for the master.

By then, when the master's soul is healed, he can reshape his body on his own and return to the fairyland.

But what is going on in this situation now?

"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." Furthermore, I didn't sense any familiar aura on that female cultivator's body. This was the most painful and troubling aspect for the Sky-Swallowing Rat, as it also indicated that the master's residual soul was no longer with that female cultivator.

But why, why could that female cultivator pass through the soul shield set up by the master? Since she could pass through the master's soul shield, it must be related to the master's soul. The soul shield will never make mistakes.

For a moment, the Sky-Swallowing Rat and the Flying Winged Tiger fell silent.

Over fifteen hundred years had passed, and this was the only time they had gotten a clue about their master, yet this was the result. This was more complicated than anything they had anticipated.

After a long moment, Flying Winged Tiger spoke: "No matter what, this is a good thing. After all these years, we finally got a clue. Let's follow that female cultivator first. There must be some connection between her and our master."

"Squeak." Okay. The Sky-Swallowing Rat responded listlessly.

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On this side, Lin Xia was still walking in the long and narrow corridor.

After walking for most of the day, I finally returned to the place where I woke up after being sucked into the whirlpool in the lake.

There seemed to be a teleportation array above the corridor, connected to the lake. After careful observation, Lin Xia found that the teleportation array was one-way and the teleportation location was probably random, which could be teleported to any place in the corridor, or perhaps other places that Lin Xia didn't know about.

If you want to get out, you have to find another way.

Helpless, Lin Xia had to walk to the other end of the corridor.

Sensing Lin Xia's emotions, Danzai nuzzled into Lin Xia's arms, seemingly trying to comfort his mother. The little boy was very docile, and naturally received several loving kisses from Lin Xia.

The road ahead was getting narrower and narrower, and could only accommodate one person walking sideways. Lin Xia even suspected that there was no road ahead. He released his spiritual sense to explore the front, but there was nothing but darkness.

There was no way out, just retreating. The teleportation array they had come in from was one-way, and Uncle Rat was clearly unwilling to pay any attention to them due to their intrusion. Lin Xia could only bite the bullet and move forward.

Fortunately, as Lin Xia went deeper, a glimmer of light appeared ahead. It seemed that there must be an exit ahead.

Lin Xia felt relieved and could not help but speed up. The closer he got, the brighter the light became. Lin Xia no longer needed to use spiritual fire to illuminate the area.

As the distance to the exit got closer, Lin Xia heard the sounds of fighting and the roars of monsters coming from outside the exit. Obviously, this was just an ordinary exit.

Lin Xia approached the exit carefully, and did not forget to put a breath-suppressing talisman on herself before carefully leaning forward to look outside.

Outside the exit was a long and narrow valley where several monks were fighting a group of third-level wind-chasing wolves.

Those cultivators were none other than the three cultivators who had crossed the lake with Lin Xia earlier. At this moment, the three cultivators did not look particularly good, having clearly been entangled with the pack of Wind Chasing Wolves for quite some time.

It seems that these three monks are lucky and were teleported to a place closer to the exit.

Well, looking at the group of wind-chasing wolves again, Lin Xia felt that his luck was actually better. At least if he were to encounter this group of wind-chasing wolves alone, he would definitely be in a more miserable state.

Lin Xia had no intention of standing by and watching. After all, they had been through thick and thin together. Even without her, the three cultivators could still defeat the Wind Chasing Wolves; it was only a matter of time.

After putting away the breath-suppressing talisman, Lin Xia took out the magic sword from the storage ring and jumped out from the exit.

Lin Xia's appearance drew the attention of the three monks who were fighting the Wind-Chasing Wolf. After seeing that it was Lin Xia, they felt relieved and focused on dealing with the Wind-Chasing Wolf in front of them.

Wind-chasing wolves are pack monsters, usually consisting of dozens to a hundred Wind-chasing wolves. Occasionally, there will be a lone Wind-chasing Wolf.

But obviously, this was a group of wind-chasing wolves, not just a few solitary ones. Fortunately, their number was not the largest, only about thirty or so.

With Lin Xia's joining, more and more Wind-Chasing Wolves fell to the ground, and the other three had a moment to breathe.

She seemed very happy to see Lin Xia. After stabbing the last Wind Chasing Wolf through the neck with a sword, the female cultivator smiled and greeted Lin Xia: "I am a disciple of Yanyue Sect, Jiang Yiran. What is your name?"

"Thank you for your courtesy, Brother Jiang. My name is Lin Xia, and I'm a casual cultivator." Lin Xia politely replied to Jiang Yiran, then turned around and bowed to the other two.

The male cultivator in an elaborate robe smiled brightly, "I am Jiang Feng from the Qingling Beast Taming Sect. Greetings to all fellow Taoists!"

It turned out that he was a disciple of the Qingling Beast Taming Sect, one of the ten major sects in Qianyuan Continent. No wonder even his robes were so exquisite. Lin Xia would never admit that he was envious.

Because of its ability to tame beasts, the Qingling Beast Taming Sect has raised and cultivated many high-grade spirit beasts and spirit beast eggs. It is the wealthiest sect among the ten major sects in Qianyuan Continent, without a doubt.

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, the gray-robed male cultivator also spoke in a steady voice: "My name is Chen Mingda, a casual cultivator. I am honored to meet you, fellow Taoists."