God of Fast Transmigration, don't run away

Chapter 131 Which is Stronger in Comprehension Technology 27
As she said that, she stretched out a spell and manipulated her seat to float over in the air.

Some people couldn't understand it, and secretly formed a icy blade, trying to destroy it.

A sword qi was thrown by Hong Zhao directly, almost cutting off her fingers, and she was so horrified that she dared not move again.

Someone else wanted to stand out and said sarcastically, "Oh, this is the upbringing of the Lingyun Sect? How about the title of the No. [-] sect in the world?"

Hong Zhao tilted his head, glanced sideways at her, with a slight smile on his lips, "I don't know much, and I only found out when I came here. It turns out that there are people in the world who dare to act like they dare not to be."

"you……"

"presumptuous!"

"It's really presumptuous!" Hong Zhao turned around, smiled at her grandmother and Aunt Qin who had stepped in for her, and stopped them from helping.

"you……"

"What me? The saintess hasn't been chosen yet, and I'm still a saintess now. As a member of the Ice River tribe, are you so disrespectful to the peak? It's really eye-opening."

"But you... you won't be anymore soon." The man was blocked by Hong Zhao and couldn't refute, so he spit out a sentence dryly.

Hong Zhao chuckled, "Even if I'm not, then I'm also a guest invited by your Ice River Clan. I don't ask you to respect me, but I'll treat you with courtesy, right?"

"Qing Ning, don't back down!" shouted a woman who had been watching from the sidelines just now. Looking at the dark blue feather crown on her head, it was obvious that she was not low in the clan.

But just because she acquiesced to letting a junior bully her, Hong Zhao didn't like her very much.

After getting rid of these little ones, and no one who is blind to bother their grandparents' reunion, Hong Zhao has time to ask about his grandmother's situation.

"I see that grandma's complexion is not good, but what forbidden technique was used in a short period of time?"

Aunt Qin's face changed slightly, and she was about to deny it, but was stopped by her grandmother.

"As expected of my descendants," she wrote with a bit of pride on her face, and then wrote lightly, "Some small things happened a few days ago, and grandma solved it, it's just that she used too much force."

Hong Zhao also smiled and shook his head, "Grandmother praised me for being smart and fooled me for being a three-year-old."

"Okay, okay, grandma, just tell the truth." She chuckled, her face suddenly turned solemn, "A few days ago, I suddenly sensed that your mother's life was in danger, and in a hurry, I used my clan's life-saving technique. .”

"The art of saving lives?" Hong Zhao's heart tightened.

"This is the secret technique of the saints of our family. It can save a hundred years of life and save ten years of life for others." Aunt Qin explained beside her.

"Then... the cast was successful?"

"No." Grandma shook her head, "At a critical moment, I was interrupted by a man with red eyes."

When talking about this man, her eyes were filled with horror. That man's cultivation base is really too high, and he can interrupt her secret technique even hundreds of thousands of miles away. What kind of cultivation should that be? for?
"Red eyes... but a pair of blood-red eyes?"

"Yes, Jiu'er, have you seen it too?"

"Well, I saw his shadow in a secret realm."

"Then you must stay away from him. Your mother was... well, don't mention it."

Hong Zhao shook his head, "According to what grandma said, that person is the murderer who took my mother away, how can I let him go."

Grandma opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but finally gave up, sighed, and said nothing more.

Not long after, the sacrifice began, and the elders of the Glacier tribe jointly used their magic to open the altar. Originally, her grandmother was also going to go up, but her condition was not good and she was stopped by Hong Zhao.

She turned and walked towards the altar. Before the new saint appeared, she was the saint, so no one stopped her.

With the continuous input of mana, the snowflake-shaped pattern on the entire altar lit up, still in ice blue, reflecting the sky, and it actually complemented the stars in the sky.

"The rivers and rivers are far away, protect our family prosperity; the ice and snow far away, protect my glaciers!"

All the Binghe people under the altar knelt on the ground at this moment, devout in heart, not daring to have any distracting thoughts.

Just hearing a "click", the center of the entire altar slowly opened, and an ice-blue palace slowly emerged.

Between the intertwined brilliance, there is faint fairy light overflowing, and the goddess in white descends.

Hong Zhao only looked at it once, and then stopped looking at it. These are all phantoms, just like the phantoms recorded by the bodhi tree in the Sumeru Realm, false and real, true and false.

This palace is not high either. Hong Zhao guessed that its interior is similar to the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda built by Feng Guzi, both of which use space superposition formation. Perhaps this palace is more advanced than that tower.

"Please summon the holy light from the temple and re-elect the saint." A person shouted first.

"Please summon the holy light from the temple and re-elect the saint." The rest of the clan followed suit and bowed down at the same time.

The ice-blue palace turned slowly, as if a window had opened inside, and after about half a stick of incense, a ray of fairy light descended from the sky, dazzling like a shooting star.

All the clansmen couldn't help standing up at this moment, looking nervously at that celestial light, who would it fall on?
Hong Zhao also looked up. Sanhua was originally leaning on her shoulders. When she saw the fairy light getting closer, it turned into a phantom with a hissing sound, sank into Hong Zhao's arm and disappeared.

Because the re-election of the Saint was a matter within the Glacier Tribe, neither Rong An nor Xiao Yu were allowed to participate.Hong Zhao was really worried about leaving Qilin alone at home, so he left Lian Tian at home and watched over Rong An, lest Qilin would want to cause trouble again when she wasn't around.

Hong Zhao was thinking wildly, when the celestial light suddenly descended from the sky, Hong Zhao felt as if something had hit his head, and he was confused for a moment.

When she woke up again, she had been teleported into the palace.

This is a very exquisite palace, every pattern inside seems to be carefully carved, and there are scenery everywhere.

The place where she was standing was right in the center of the palace. There was a blue-golden throne on it, and a huge sapphire was inlaid on top of the throne. Are you sure you won't get hurt when you sit on it?
Before Hong Zhao could observe for a long time, the throne suddenly sank, and golden lines rose up on the ground under his feet, indicating that the formation was in operation.

After reacting, Hong Zhao was about to fly away, but her feet were fixed, and she could only watch helplessly as the blue-golden light group wrapped her up while the formation was in motion.

"what?"

Hong Zhao stretched out his hand to touch the ball of light, it was a bit cold, but not bone-piercing, quite comfortable.

Just when she felt strange, the ball of light slid into her dantian, and it actually sank there without moving, no matter how hard she drove it away.

Before Hong Zhao had time to think of a countermeasure, he suddenly felt endless pressure coming from all directions, and the entire hall was shrinking. Is it going to sink?
She couldn't help but think of the palace that rose slowly when the altar was opened. Could it be that she was going to be trapped in this palace?That's not okay.

Hong Zhao began to struggle hard, but it was useless, the fairy light that hit her turned into a rope and bound her tightly, unable to move even a bit.

(End of this chapter)