Fairy, wait a minute

Chapter 451 Into a Dream 5
Headmaster Wu tapped his fingers on the table after hearing this, "The rickety old monster you are talking about should be Zuo Yanming, the sixth flag of the Thousand Flags Sect, and the two-faced female nun should be the Five Flags Louqi of the sect, but the sect is also connected with the followers. It was crushed by our sect hundreds of years ago and no longer exists.”

"Tamped down? No longer exists?" Jiang Lian murmured, his pupils trembling slightly.

The ancestor did not survive the tribulation, there was no transfer within the sect, and there was no old monster or a two-faced female cultivator.

Jiang Lian's heart beat faster and faster, almost jumping out of his chest: thump, thump, thump, thump, thump...

Which one is true and which one is false?
"Master..." Jiang Lian held the double-tailed heart stone tightly, feeling a sharp pain in his head.

"Zuo Yanming and Lou Qi died 300 years ago, why do you suddenly ask about this?"

Jiang Lian explained the process of the matter, but Head Wu just shook his head helplessly, "It's just a dream, how can we take it seriously? Our ancestor still has a hundred years to overcome the tribulation, and Xuantian Sect is also doing well. Do you think Master and Meng Zhen are not Are you still standing here? The Thousand Flags Sect was wiped out by our sect 300 years ago. Nothing you are worried about will happen. Just practice your sword well."

Head Wu patted Jiang Lian on the shoulder. Jiang Lian lowered his eyelashes and came out of the hall, feeling like there was a fog in his head.

Is it really just a dream?

But why are so many of them inconsistent with her memory? Is this place a reality or a fantasy? Was the demise of the Xuantian Sect a dream of hers or did it happen?

By the way, there is iceberg grass in the cold cave that can cure mental damage. Maybe she can go to the cold cave to have a look.

After making up his mind, Jiang Lian immediately set off for the Spiritual Medicine Peak.

In the elixir peak, Qiu Shan received Jiang Lian's communication slip. He had prepared the key and was waiting at the door. When he saw Jiang Lian coming over, he said with a smile in his eyes, "Miss Jiang, please come this way."

Cold Cave Jiang Lian once came here to practice, so she walked to the entrance of Han Cave with ease.

Qiu Shan took out the first key to open the stone door, then took out another key and inserted it into the secret opening under the stone bench.

After Jiang Lian thanked Qiu Shan, he walked down the secret passage, and the surrounding temperature dropped rapidly.

Exposed to the familiar coldness, Jiang Lian's head became clearer. The underground was made entirely of ice, with a spring in the middle that gave off a slight chill, and three iceberg grasses were planted around it.

The leaves of iceberg grass are light blue, the branches are slender and straight, and the leaves are covered with a layer of white ice flowers.

Just as she remembered.

Jiang Lian stretched out his hand to check the temperature of the underground spring. It was still extremely cold, with a biting chill.She looked at the ice grass. Xuantian Sect only found these three spiritual grasses. The ice flowers condensed on their leaves were the most essence of them.

Jiang Lian had an extremely outrageous thought in her heart, and then she slowly stretched her hand towards one of the iceberg grasses, and stopped for an instant.

Jiang Lian's fingers touched the rhizome of the iceberg grass, pulled off its leaves and held it in his mouth.

As soon as she put it in her mouth, cold air instantly filled her mouth. It was so cold that her teeth were chattering, and her spiritual power spread like a sea.

"Creak." She bit into the leaves of the iceberg grass, as if biting thin ice, making a creaking sound. Spiritual power surged into her body instantly, and Jiang Lian even felt that she was vaguely on the verge of a breakthrough.

But at this moment, Jiang Lian expressionlessly spat out the leaves of the iceberg grass.

The air around him seemed to be frozen, and it was eerily quiet.

"Bingling grass is a high-quality elixir that grows in the polar north. It bears a plant every 300 years and turns into a leaf every 200 years. It can treat mental damage and panic...it melts in the mouth and is slightly bitter."

(End of this chapter)