Rare treasures come into the world, bringing blessings to all living things.
The spiritual mist can nourish the origin of all things, and all living beings can benefit from it.
This was actually a good thing. The only thing that made Chu Qi a little uncomfortable was that this layer of spiritual mist would also affect the perception of cultivators, making people unable to perceive things more than three feet away when they were surrounded by rich spiritual energy.
There was a vast expanse of white all around.
Seeing this, Chu Qi subconsciously took a step closer to Yan Jiuge, wanting to be closer to him.
Coincidentally, Yan Jiuge also took a step towards Chu Qi.
The two of them took a step closer at the same time, their clothes overlapping, so close that they only needed to stretch out half an arm to touch each other.
Chu Qi was stunned, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should step back. The distance was closer than he imagined.
"Stay closer to me."
As if sensing his intention to retreat, Yan Jiuge suddenly spoke.
"… good."
Chu Qi retracted his steps that had been secretly moving backwards and stood beside Yan Jiuge.
This distance is also good, so that if there is any unexpected situation, we won't be caught off guard.
Yan Jiuge lowered his eyes and wanted to reach out and grab the person in front of him several times. It would be best if he could hold him tightly to prevent any accidents from happening.
But he couldn't think of a suitable reason to explain his paranoid idea.
Yan Jiuge calmed down, standing side by side with Chu Qi, and stopped moving.
The two stood together, and the surroundings were quiet. No one else could be seen for the time being. I guess the other fellow disciples were immersed in the blessing of the spiritual mist, busy practicing and tempering.
Chu Qi observed Yan Jiuge from the corner of his eye. Seeing that he was standing still, he couldn't help but ask, "Ayan, aren't you absorbing the spiritual mist?"
According to Senior Sister Bai Xuan, the blessing of the rare treasure will last for a quarter of an hour. During this period of time, one must absorb as much spiritual mist as possible to temper oneself.
In fact, with this concentration of spiritual energy, even if the cultivators do not practice, the spiritual energy will automatically flow into their bodies. But if they actively absorb it, the speed will be faster and less wasteful.
"No need, just practice. I will protect you."
Yan Jiuge didn't want to be distracted.
Spiritual mist is just a more concentrated form of spiritual energy. If he wants to practice, it doesn't matter. But Ah Qi is not optimistic, as it may disappear in the blink of an eye.
Hearing Yan Jiuge's words, Chu Qi hesitated a little. He observed Yan Jiuge's expression from the corner of his eye and found that he had returned to normal.
Putting aside the worries in his heart, Chu Qi nodded and said, "Okay, then I will practice for a while."
Chu Qi closed his eyes and began to practice calmly.
The medical skills circulated in his meridians, and the spiritual mist from the outside world gathered in his direction.
Chu Qi gained a lot from this experience in the Yunxi Secret Realm. In addition to some rare treasures, the centerpiece of the killing formation he had just formed also proved the truth of his cultivation.
The accumulation and refinement of spiritual energy is inevitable, but the understanding of the state of mind is also indispensable. Only by combining the two can one naturally break through the realm and move forward.
While practicing, the vine ring on Chu Qi's wrist slowly changed. It had a small withered leaf, which was gradually recovering its fresh green color from the root.
Vitality filled the leaves bit by bit, and the vine rings immediately showed an excited mood.
When the leaf completely returned to its emerald green color, Chu Qi, who was cultivating, also "opened his eyes" as if sensing something.
This feeling is very mysterious.
What opened was not his eyes; to be precise, it was the eyes of the Nascent Soul's divine essence within his inner mansion after the golden elixir formed.
Through his own Nascent Soul, Chu Qi could clearly see how his spiritual power and spiritual energy were transformed when he was practicing, and what the spiritual roots at the origin of his spiritual platform looked like.
This time of cultivation, he unexpectedly achieved enlightenment in a very short period of time and advanced from the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul.
If there were no Heavenly Laws in the Yunxi Secret Realm, and if the thunder tribulation could not be brought down, Chu Qi would have caused strange phenomena in heaven and earth at this moment, preparing to overcome the tribulation and ascend.
Taking a deep breath, Chu Qi came out of his cultivation state.
Although he had not yet overcome the tribulation, the improvement in his cultivation made him feel relaxed and happy, and he had an indescribable feeling of comfort all over his body.
After Chu Qi opened his eyes, before he could share his breakthrough with Yan Jiuge, the quarter of an hour was up.
The spiritual mist dissipated, and the spiritual energy in the secret realm began to stir. Invisible spiritual energy waves spread out from Crescent Lake. Under the eyes of everyone, a golden crescent moon emerged from the center of the lake.
Chu Qi opened his eyes wide. He had never seen such a rare treasure before. It was actually shaped like a moon.
"It's actually the core of the secret realm." Yan Jiuge's words were also rarely filled with surprise, "It actually came at this time. No wonder the monster was unwilling to leave the lakeside."
In the end, even though it was killed by Yan Jiuge, a small part of the monster's body was still sticking to the lakeside, which shows its persistence in life.
"The core of the secret realm?" Chu Qi looked up at Yan Jiuge in confusion.
Yan Jiuge explained to Chu Qi, "To put it simply, it is the spirit of heaven and earth that carries this entire secret realm. With it, this world has the circulation of the sun and the moon, and endless vitality."
"If we take it away, won't the Yunxi Secret Realm be gone?" Chu Qi was shocked.
"It depends on the situation. Generally speaking, the core of the secret realm cannot be taken away. It should not be approachable." Unless the secret realm collapses and someone forcibly digs out the core of the secret realm.
However, it is extremely rare for the core of the secret realm to descend on its own initiative like this.
Yan Jiuge wasn't quite sure either.
"I'll go over and take a look first. You wait here for me."
After Yan Jiuge finished saying this, he stepped into the air and walked forward.
*
It wasn't just Yan Jiuge. After seeing the rare treasure coming into the world, all the cultivators and spirit beasts around were rushing towards Crescent Lake.
Without the influence of the demon beasts, the spirit beasts regained their freedom of movement and the beast tide ceased to exist.
The cultivators who were closer were those from the Qingling Sect and others. They hesitated for a while and wanted to go forward to take a look.
Together with Fox Wine who was watching on the top of the mountain, he also used his tail to roll Yun Jiangmiao and drove him towards Crescent Lake. He knew that this kind of spirit of heaven and earth was the core of the secret realm, and it was rare for others to encounter it. It was considered a great fortune to see it once, not to mention that now he had the opportunity to get close to it.
Furthermore, it allowed him to get closer to take a look at the pure body.
When the others arrived, Yan Jiuge had already arrived in front of the core of the secret realm. When he reached out his hand towards it, he found that he could not touch this thing.
The core of the secret realm has a certain intelligence. It will not do anything that is not beneficial to itself. What on earth does it want to do by descending here
Yan Jiuge narrowed his eyes slightly.
After thinking about it in his mind, Yan Jiuge returned to Chu Qi and was about to talk to him about this matter.
However, at this moment, an unexpected incident occurred.
A purple formation descended from the sky, covering all the spiritual beasts and monks within a radius of ten miles.
Dense ancient runes wandered in the formation, bringing with them a great sense of oppression. In an instant, they suppressed the flow of spiritual power in the bodies of the monks and spirit beasts, making them unable to move.
"What's going on? What is this thing and why can't I move it."
"Not only that, the spiritual energy in my body has also stagnated."
"In the end what happened?"
"… "
Noisy and uneasy discussions rang out. The monks and spirit beasts all stopped in their tracks, unable to move. Some spirit beasts were still running, but fell directly to the ground, their limbs powerless.
With a "bang", Yun Jiangmiao also fell to the ground from the nine-tailed fox's tail. He looked at the nine-tailed fox in front of him, which had stiffened its body, and asked in a low voice, "Master Fox, can't you move either?"
Hu Jiu didn't say anything. He couldn't use his spiritual power and couldn't send a message to Yun Jiangmiao through the contract. He couldn't speak human language in fox form, which was very inconvenient.
This formation is so weird.
If the people in the formation cannot move, then wouldn't the person who set up the formation also be blocked from spiritual power? There must be a price to pay for setting up such a formation.
Fox Jiu's eyes moved, trying to find the flaw in the formation.
However, before he found the flaw in the formation, he discovered the puppeteer's whereabouts.
The puppeteer who was wearing light yellow medical clothes was walking towards the Crescent Lake. Behind him, ten medical practitioners followed closely. In addition to the nine medical practitioners who were also wearing light yellow clothes, there was also a medical practitioner who looked like a casual practitioner.
One step, two steps, everyone's steps were in sync with the puppeteer.
Fox Wine opened his eyes wide, his spiritual power was suppressed, but his talent was not. He could see the puppet threads wrapped around the ten medical practitioners, and the other end was controlled by the puppeteer.
As if noticing Fox Jiu's gaze, the puppeteer paused and looked in his direction.
I was careless.
I should have known it would be better to watch from a distance.
This thought flashed through Hujiu's mind, but he suddenly came to his senses - why could the puppeteer and his puppet walk in this formation
Could this formation be his creation? What does he want to do
The puppeteer only glanced at Fox Wine and continued to rush towards Crescent Lake with hurried steps, as if he had something urgent to do.
Looking at the puppeteer's back, Hujiu's heartbeat quickened. He was inexplicably holding back a feeling of anger, wondering if the puppeteer also came for a pure body.
Then he might as well use the forbidden technique to reveal his true form and take the pure body away!
But the Yunhua Realm, Yunyin Realm and the space barrier, he might not be able to pass the Yan family...
Wait—the heir of the Yan family is right next to the pure body. If the puppeteer dares to reveal his identity in front of him, he will be punished by the rules.
Fox Wine calmed down a little and continued to watch how the situation developed.
*
Crescent Lake.
As early as when the purple formation descended, Chu Qi smelled a hint of unusual scent. This was the scent of a special herb he had discovered in the Yunxi Secret Realm before. Although it was very weak, it could not fool him who was also a medical practitioner.
The purple herb would inhibit the flow of spiritual energy of cultivators and spirit beasts, except for medical practitioners. But it did not reach the point where people could not move, which should be the limitation of the formation.
The spiritual energy in Chu Qi's body was still able to circulate, but his body was a little stiff.
"Ayan?" He called out to the person beside him, but there was no response. Now it was difficult to turn his head. Chu Qi could not see Yan Jiuge's condition, and could only glimpse his stiff body from the corner of his eye.
At this time, the vine ring on Chu Qi's left hand exuded spiritual energy, which flowed along his meridians and relieved him of the oppressive feeling brought by the formation.
In less than half an hour, Chu Qi will be able to recover his mobility. In this way, he can take out the antidote he had prepared before from his Qiankun bag and distribute it to Yan Jiuge and other Tianxuan Sect disciples to help them recover their mobility.
However, before that, strange footsteps sounded from behind Chu Qi.
Chu Qi's pupils shrank slightly.
"It's actually the core of the secret realm. Even I would be jealous of this spirit of heaven and earth." A soft voice sounded, and Chu Qi felt it was slightly familiar.
"But before that—"
The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped three feet in front of Chu Qi, in that direction, closer to Yan Jiuge.
Chu Qi could see that the man was wearing a light yellow robe, which was exactly the attire of a disciple of Fuyao Palace, and that voice belonged to the Fuyao Palace medical practitioner he met in the forest that night!
"You are the heir of the Yan family, and you came to this place alone. You are outnumbered and your evil spirit is out of control. You can't blame me. You should blame the Yan family for blocking your way."
—He really came for Ayan!
No wonder Yan Jiuge went into seclusion to recuperate after returning to Tianxuan Sect in his previous life, and no wonder there was something so strange about the Yunxi Secret Realm.
Chu Qi had been on guard against this matter for a long time. At first, he thought it was a monster in the secret realm. It was not until this moment that the mystery that had been bothering him was solved.
Nameless anger surged from his heart, and Chu Qi held his breath in his throat, finding it difficult to swallow.
Chu Qi's emotions changed drastically, and the vine ring also sensed what he was thinking. In an instant, a halo of spiritual energy burst out and firmly enveloped Chu Qi, removing the suppression of the formation for him.
"Since you look so miserable, why not let me take you on your way? No need to thank me."
Ling Zhihuai admired for a while the ferocious look on the heir of the Yan family's face as he lost control. The spiritual power in his body was suppressed by the formation, and he also triggered the evil spirit. Backlash was the inevitable result.
However, the Lord had instructed him that it would be best to kill Yan Jiuge with his own hands, then take out the immortal bone from his body and bring it back to the Yunyin Realm.
"bass!"
There was a clear sound of the magic sword being unsheathed, and the sharp blade slashed towards the hand that Ling Zhihuai stretched out to Yan Jiuge, at such a fast speed that he almost had no time to dodge.
"who?!"
Ling Zhihuai quickly withdrew his hand and took a few steps back, his face full of shock.
He went through so much trouble and took advantage of the spreading of the spiritual mist to set up a large formation with ten medical practitioners. The cultivators in the formation should be unable to move, so how could someone use the spiritual sword
Ling Zhihuai raised his eyes and met a pair of emerald eyes. He was stunned, "Medical practitioner?"
The next moment, the sharp sword energy swept towards Ling Zhihuai's face. Ling Zhihuai was unable to dodge and his cheek was cut by the sword energy. He frowned.
A medical practitioner who can use sword? No, could it be a sword practitioner? That's not right either, a sword practitioner can't possibly circulate spiritual power in this formation.
While dodging, Ling Zhihuai observed the disciple of Tianxuan Sect and discovered that this person was the cultivator who protected the heir of the Yan family that day.
"My fellow Taoist, I advise you not to waste your energy. You can't kill me."
Ling Zhihuai easily manipulated the puppet silk to change positions. On the surface, his body was a disciple of Fuyao Palace, but in fact, it was all the work of that master. Swords and knives could certainly cause damage to him, but they could not really kill him, unless it was something like the Yan family's seal of discipline. At the moment, the heir of the Yan family could not be awake at all because the formation was out of control.
On the other hand, Ling Zhihuai can find the weakness of this Tianxuan Sect disciple and control him using puppetry.
However, the relaxed expression on Ling Zhihuai's face did not last long—
A loud voice came from behind him, "My benefactor! This man knows some evil magic, and he has something wrapped around his hands, but he can carry me while I walk! You must be careful!"
This damn puppet is not controlled by puppetry!
I thought bringing him here would be of some use, but I didn't expect him to hold me back at the critical moment.
Almost as soon as Zhao Si finished speaking, the sword energy that was slashing down in front of him changed its angle and fell towards Ling Zhihuai's body.
"Buzz!"
The invisible puppet thread collided with the aura of war, causing a clear echo, followed by the sound of the thread breaking.
Ling Zhihuai's expression twisted for a moment. He never expected that these sword energies could actually cut off his puppet threads.
"This is impossible. How can your spirit sword cut through it—" His puppet thread is an invisible thread. Even if it is not as powerful as that adult, it cannot be cut through by the sword energy of an ordinary spirit sword.
The words stopped halfway through, causing Ling Zhihuai to open his eyes wide and look at the magic sword in the young man's hand in shock.
The only sword in the world that can be made of Xuan Gu Shen Tie is the Long Yin Sword in the hands of the heir of the Yan family. Xuan Gu Shen Tie is used as the main material, tempered with the fire of Yang, and melted with immortal spirit to forge a sword that can cut through invisible things.
But the magic sword held in the hands of the young man in front of him was exactly the same as the Long Yin Sword!
How could this be
The puppet's thread was broken, causing Zhi Huai's mobility to decline. He didn't understand how a medical practitioner could master such a sharp sword technique.
If his body had not been given by that adult, he would have died from excessive blood loss...
At this moment, the spirit sword in the young man's hand was stained with blood, and a huge sense of oppression emanated from the spirit sword.
Realizing this, fear finally appeared in Ling Zhihuai's eyes.
In the sword cultivation tradition, there is a forbidden technique that allows the natal spirit sword to drink up one's own blood and energy, which can increase its strength suddenly. The price is that within three months, one cannot touch the natal spirit sword again. Because the spirit weapon devours the master, the bond is damaged. If one does not rest well afterwards, if one picks up the spirit sword again, it will break.
In his previous life, Chu Qi was a swordsman, but he had never been forced to use forbidden techniques to defend himself.
In this life, due to the change in talent, Chu Qi became a medical practitioner.
A doctor can save people from danger, but he cannot kill the evildoer with the sword.
Rage swept through Chu Qi's mind. He was angry that the man in front of him wanted to kill Yan Jiuge, and he was also angry that he couldn't control his sword and kill this person.
If improving his medical skills could help A'yan get rid of his evil mind, he would naturally be willing to do so.
But in this world, besides the troubles of disasters and diseases, there are also the troubles of evil people.
—Medical skills can’t kill evil people, but swordsmanship can.
The Guiyin sword, which had drunk Chu Qi's blood, trembled violently. Circles of scarlet runes were activated, and murderous aura emerged on the sword edge.
The spirit sword circulated, and this sword slashed towards Ling Zhihuai's chest.
Ling Zhihuai was unable to dodge. He was wearing the body of a medical practitioner, and his puppet threads were cut. At this juncture, even if he pulled a scapegoat from the puppet to block the knife for him, it would be useless.
"No, you can't kill me!!" This body was given to him by that adult, he couldn't be killed.
Ling Zhihuai cried out in shock, looking flustered.
The next moment, the blood-stained sword blade pierced into Ling Zhihuai's chest and pierced his heart.
When the man with the sword heard Ling Zhihuai's crazy words, his brows turned cold and his ruthless emerald eyes reflected Ling Zhihuai's gradually distracted eyes.
"How can I not kill you if you dare to hurt him?"
The whispers spread in the silent air, but no one responded.
Ling Zhihuai's body fell down as Gui Yin's sword was pulled out.
he died.
(End of this chapter)