Half a quarter of an hour ago, in Qiu City.
The gold-eating beast jumped off Chu Qi's shoulder and headed straight for the refining cauldron.
Chu Qi turned his attention to the people behind him. Regardless of whether the weapon refiner had left or not, this group of people were kneeling on the ground, looking terrified and confused.
Just when he rescued the mortal, Chu Qi discovered a problem with him.
There was a little bit of evil spirit in that mortal's body, although it was weak, but the smell was unmistakable. Chu Qi had seen this kind of evil spirit in Yan Jiuge's body many times, and he was very familiar with it.
With such changes happening in Qiu City, it is abnormal that people who have left it still yearn to come back.
Perhaps it was this strange evil spirit that affected their minds.
After thinking for a while, Chu Qi cast a large-scale healing spell, which fell on the heads of those mortals.
The spiritual energy turned into raindrops, falling on everyone, clearing away the evil spirits in their bodies and curing some of their chronic illnesses.
Everyone came back to their senses, stood up from the ground in a daze, and their numb expressions began to become lively.
"What's wrong with me? Why am I here?"
"I am carrying a large piece of ore. I wonder why I am here to make alchemy?"
"… "
Amidst the noisy discussions, a calm voice sounded from above. "Now that you are awake, please leave this place as soon as possible to avoid being affected by danger again."
A young man in a dark green robe stood in the air. His temperament was as gentle as jade, and he was as handsome and elegant as an immortal - no, he was an immortal!
Everyone came back to their senses from the shock and tried to kneel and pay their respects to the young man, but they were lifted up by a gentle spiritual power.
"Please leave here quickly."
When everyone heard the instructions again, they quickly put down the ores in their hands and left the refining pool.
Chu Qi raised his eyes and his gaze fell on the sky above Qiu Cheng. There were many auras rushing towards him, and he couldn't stay for long.
but.
"Since you're here, you should give me a big gift in return."
Chu Qi's gaze turned to the huge refining cauldron behind him, and a hint of sharpness flashed in his gentle eyes.
After eating the most delicious metal in the refining pool, he gnawed a hole in the refining cauldron. After finishing his work, Xiao Jin poked his head out and saw the murderous eyes of his master, and almost slipped back into the cauldron.
Its owner had never looked so horrible.
Xiao Jin hesitated and didn't dare to jump over and stick to him.
Until Chu Qi reached out to it, "Come back."
It then returned to Chu Qi's shoulder and stood still.
With the refining cauldron as the center, Chu Qi used Yan Jiuge's sword energy to set up a sword formation. Anyone who touches the cauldron will be the first to be attacked by the sword formation.
Apart from the weapon refiner, no one else would care more about this thing.
When he wantonly destroyed the hard work of others and used evil magic to refine weapons, there was naturally no need to stay in this hotbed of disaster.
After doing this, Chu Qi stepped into the air and walked towards a higher direction.
The refining pool is located in a cave surrounded on three sides. Except for the entrance, the sky above is also hollow, allowing monks to step on it and land.
Such a building would be convenient for refiners to stop and check the refining pool on weekdays, and now it would be convenient for Chu Qi to hide and observe what happened next.
The first to arrive were a large group of metal puppets, about two hundred in number. There were more than forty in the Golden Core Stage, and the rest were weapon refiners.
Among the five major immortal sects, even the Tianxuan Sect may not be able to gather so many Jindan stage cultivators at one time.
The resource-poor Central Region naturally cannot cultivate so many Jindan-stage cultivators.
It seems that the puppets after being refined will have higher cultivation than their original bodies. This is a tricky point. I don’t know if it is possible to cut off their connection with the controller, so that the puppets’ combat effectiveness will be equal to nothing.
Chu Qi thought hesitantly. He wanted to use his spiritual power to test whether those metal puppets also had evil spirits.
However, just as Chu Qi was about to act, two hurried figures appeared in his sight.
One of them was the weapon refiner from before. Walking beside the weapon refiner was a young man in a green robe. His face was a little pale, but his facial features and body proportions were close to perfect, as if they had been polished, with a special rhythm.
Chu Qi lowered his eyes and watched the weapon refiner lose his mind. He cried out in grief and ran towards his damaged refining cauldron.
It seems that only at this time, this evil person would feel sad.
Ten steps, nine steps... He was getting closer and closer.
If they get any closer, the sword formation left by Chu Qi will be triggered.
Just when Yan Kuwu was only three steps away from the refining cauldron, an invisible silk thread suddenly tied him up, preventing him from moving forward.
Ling Zhier took action.
He keenly sensed that something was not right in the refining pool. It was completely instinctive, like the intuition some spiritual beasts have when they encounter their natural enemy.
"My refining cauldron! My hard work! Everything I have is destroyed! Let me pass! Why won't you let me pass!"
He was almost going crazy because of the pain he was feeling.
"Idiot, I thought you could be more valuable and become my master's puppet." Ling Zhier's voice was cold, "As expected, stupid and vicious people always make up the majority."
He moved his fingers slightly, and the silk thread pulled Yan Kuwu back as if he was controlling it.
However, a sword energy descended from the sky and cut off Ling Zhier's puppet thread.
"Snap!" Ling Zhier's pupils suddenly contracted. This was the second time that his puppet's threads broke.
*
Without the puppet silk restraints, Yan Kuwu crashed headfirst into his refining cauldron.
In an instant, the sword formation in the refining cauldron was activated, and the mighty sword energy swept out from the cauldron in all directions. It first pierced through Yan Kuwu's head. His eyes were glued to the refining cauldron, looking at the complicated refining runes on it, on which his name was once written.
The broken refining cauldron was dyed red with blood. When he was on the verge of death, Yan Kuwu vaguely recalled that his original intention was to become a world-famous master of refining.
Later, he became poor and destitute, and what occupied his mind was no longer refining equipment, but more profits.
The moment Ling Zhier stretched out his hand to him, Yan Kuwu's evil thoughts arose and he couldn't stop.
This is the result of his evil deeds.
*
“Damn it!”
No longer caring about Yan Kunwu's life or death, Ling Zhier quickly dodged the sword energy. The one who could cut off the puppet thread in his hand must have been the heir of the Yan family.
The sharp sword energy brushed past Ling Zhier's cheek, and the dangerous aura made his chest beat violently. It was an indescribable creepy feeling.
Ling Zhier's eyes widened in disbelief.
The heir of the Yan family is obviously only at the Spirit Transformation Stage, so even if it is his sword energy, it shouldn't have such a terrifying aura.
Why did the heir of the Yan family suddenly change so horribly
Ling Zhier couldn't find the answer, so he could only rely on his instinct to dodge the sword energy. Unfortunately, while dodging, the silk thread on his little finger was cut by the sword energy, and a faceless puppet escaped from his control.
"Bang." A very light sound.
Without the silk thread pulling it, the faceless puppet fell stiffly to the ground, with the back of its head touching the ground and its faceless face facing upwards.
A stream of sword energy hit its head exactly.
“Puff!”
pain.
It hurts a lot.
Its fingers suddenly curled up, and a trace of blood actually flowed out from the punctured place.
At this moment, the entire Qiu City made a sound like a landslide.
The protective barrier was smashed to pieces by external force, and clusters of fragments turned into points of light and fell towards Qiucheng.
At this point, the blurry sky had a specific outline, and one could even see the full moon and stars in the sky clearly, no longer as cloudy and indistinguishable as before.
Such a huge change also caused the entire Qiu City to shake, making people feel shaky, as if the ground made of gold and jade would crack and swallow them up in the next moment.
"!"
Ling Zhier spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although Qiucheng was refined by him with the help of Yan Kuwu, the person who recognized him as the master was him, Zhier, not Yan Kuwu.
Therefore, even if Ku Wu died and the weapon refining cauldron was destroyed, Qiu City could still maintain its operation.
Now that Qiucheng's defensive barrier has been destroyed, he has also suffered the backlash.
Chu Qi, who was standing on a high place, noticed this change and was the first to sense Yan Jiuge's sword energy. He felt relieved and turned to look in the direction of Ling Zhier.
I met another person who was just like Ling Zhihuai.
There is no doubt that Chu Qi knew his purpose.
He must die.
Qiu City is in chaos right now, and this man has internal injuries. It's a good time for Chu Qi to take action.
Chu Qi held the Guiyin sword horizontally in his hand, the blade filled with spiritual power, and slashed at the man at close range.
“Bang!”
There was a trembling sound of metal colliding.
Ling Zhier raised his hand and took the sword.
The sharp sword broke through his skin and penetrated into his bone marrow, and the bright red blood flowed down his palm.
Chu Qi's hidden figure was then outlined at the end of the hilt.
Ling Zhier looked at the young man with cold emerald eyes, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "You are not the heir of the Yan family, how come you have the Longyin Sword?"
And he can also cut out such sword energy.
The dead need no further conversation.
Chu Qi did not answer him, but quickly drew out his magic sword and struck him again.
However, this time, Ling Zhier's state was adjusted. His other hand turned over, and the sense of spatial fluctuation came from under Chu Qi's sword.
Gui Yin's sword fell, followed by a dull sound.
—He stabbed a puppet in the chest, and the real Ling Zhier had retreated to a place twenty feet away.
Chu Qi frowned and drew out his magic sword.
Before he had time to take a closer look at the strange puppet, he heard a sound of breaking air behind him.
Chu Qi turned around and dodged, and the strange invisible line brushed past the hem of his clothes.
"kill him."
After getting a brief chance to catch his breath, Ling Zhier gave orders to all the metal puppets.
At the same time, his palm that was cut in half by Chu Qi was slowly healing.
Ling Zhier's face was distorted with pain. The wounds on him caused by the "Long Yin Sword" could not heal. It seemed that the magic sword was their nemesis.
The reason why there are signs of healing is that he temporarily transferred the wound to another place. The most important parts of a puppeteer are the heart and the hands. As long as the heart is still there, they can continue to heal and reorganize, and as long as the hands are still there, they can continue to control the puppets in their hands.
Therefore, these two points are also their weaknesses.
Ling Zhier clenched his fingers and looked towards Chu Qi with a serious look.
Chu Qi is not the heir of the Yan family.
Otherwise, Ling Zhier could use a forbidden technique to kill him by force.
But in the current situation, because he underestimated the enemy and was injured, Zhi Er's thoughts were very confused. Although Chu Qi was not the heir of the Yan family, he could also cause the same damage as the heir of the Yan family.
Once again dodged the attack of the "Long Yin Sword".
Ling Zhier gritted his teeth and no longer hesitated.
Obscure runes were read out from his mouth, and scarlet runes began to appear all over his body. Especially the exposed skin, which was like a spiritual weapon, engraved with forbidden runes when it was cast. These restrictions that should have been engraved on spiritual weapons appeared on people's bodies, which made them look a little scary.
One after another, they covered Ling Zhier's cheeks and even his pupils.
He stared at Chu Qi intently, his aura rising continuously.
Beyond the Nascent Soul stage, it even leads to a higher realm.
An unprecedented feeling of oppression enveloped Chu Qi. He could feel the spiritual power in his body surging wildly, and he tried his best to resist the pressure of this momentum.
Can't refund.
Chu Qi suppressed the bloody smell rising in his throat and started to practice the Double Mental Technique.
He had used half of Yan Jiuge's sword energy before, and now there was still half left in his spirit platform. If he condensed all of it into a sword energy, he would still have a chance.
This powerful forbidden technique will definitely not last too long.
Chu Qi's mind was completely occupied by the enemy in front of him. His emotions were tense, and the tendons in his hands that were gripping the hilt of the sword were bulging. Faint veins of blood appeared on the outer layer of his skin, which was the effect of the excessive pressure on him.
Ling Zhier turned into a red puppet at this moment. The pupils in his eye sockets were replaced by two clusters of ghost fire, jumping weirdly.
He rushed towards Chu Qi.
There was a slight tinnitus in the ears and the vision became blurry.
Chu Qi held the Guiyin sword forward and slashed the ground in front of him.
"Boom!" The earth trembled.
Bao Yuan Shou Yi is the most powerful defensive move for sword practitioners.
Yan Jiuge's sword energy surged out from the Gui Yin sword wildly, forming an airtight defensive shield that protected Chu Qi completely.
At the same time, a shocking sword intent came from the sky, carrying a heavy murderous aura, as if it had torn apart the invisible constraints of time and space between heaven and earth.
A sword fell in front of Chu Qi.
(End of this chapter)