…
There was a faint chill in the air, as if even the thin mist floating in the air would be frozen by the sudden chill from the lamp.
Lu Xiangleng only felt the cold air against her cheek, but it was not bone-chilling, only a refreshing coolness.
Scorpions live in places with geothermal heat, often thousands of feet below the ground. Unlike ordinary scorpion venom, this one is a fire poison, extremely evil and overbearing. Unfortunately, Lu Xiangleng has an extremely yin body, and the two conflict with each other. Not only are his meridians destroyed by the scorpion venom, but in the long run, his cultivation is in danger of regressing.
Not to mention, her own strength was limited by the poison, and her ranking dropped significantly from Zhilinsou.
The juice of Bingteng Yuqin is the juice dripping from the ice vine for thousands of years. It has become jade-like over time, so people call it "Jade Qin".
It is recorded in the "Great Medicine Classic" that this substance is extremely pure yin in nature and can drive away all the yang fire poison in the world, and nothing can resist it.
After Lu Xiangleng was poisoned, she looked through all the medical books and pharmacopoeias, but only found this short line of words in the "Great Medicine Classic", which made her realize that no matter how many other so-called panaceas she took, they would be of little use. If it weren't for Bingteng Yuqin, her cultivation might have been wasted, or even death would have been inevitable.
But Bingteng Yuqin had disappeared in ancient times, so where could she, a cultivator today, go to find her
Over the past two years, Baiyue Valley has been secretly searching for Bingteng Yuqin, and even sought help from the "top five" sects among Zuo Sanqian, and even from Yashan and Kunwu, but the answer they got was always "no".
Even a place as rich as Kunwu Yashan doesn't have anything like this.
Lu Xiangleng knew that the possibility of getting Bingteng Yuqin again was very small, but she didn't expect...
The thing that had made the entire Baiyue Valley search for it through thousands of mountains and rivers but still could not be found, was now placed in front of her in such a way that she was completely unexpected and casual.
At this moment, Lu Xiangleng was speechless.
Her gaze lingered on the two ice vines for a long time before returning to Jianchou. She opened her mouth to ask something, but when her lips parted, she knew nothing.
Jianchou also looked at her like this, but there was no great emotional fluctuation.
Isn't it fate that we meet on a night like this
She reached out and picked up the cup herself, also without saying a word, just raised her glass to Lu Xiangleng.
To Yu Jianchou, this piece of Ice Vine Jade was precious, but after his body had been tempered, it actually didn't have much use.
Maybe it could be exchanged for a lot of spirit stones, but in the Jianchou of Yashan, there has never been a time when spirit stones are needed. Therefore, it does not seem to be a wise decision to exchange a useless Bingteng Yuqin for useless belongings.
Today, although I lost track of Lu Xiangleng, I still met her again. It can only be said to be fate.
It’s hard to make good friends, so why can’t you make friends when you meet one
Besides, Lu Xiangleng is a person who really gets along well with me.
Act according to your heart.
As long as she is happy, what does it have to do with her whether others will say that she is wasting resources
The white hand holds the dark green cup, in which the fine liquor floats, swaying with the moonlight.
Jianchou sat with his back to the vast lake. He had a slender figure but a straight back, and he had an outstanding demeanor.
Lu Xiangleng has been on the path of cultivation for quite some time, but has never met such a person—Bingteng Yuqin. He casually poured the wine into the cup, just to return the bowl she had given him in the past, and placed it in front of her with the words "How can a mere mountain spring wine match a fairy?"
at this time…
Can I say that she is truly worthy of being the Senior Sister of Yashan
But, none of that is needed anymore.
She kept this affection in her heart.
Jianchou is not a pretentious person, so why should she care about these things
He just stretched out his hand and picked up the wine cup in front of him. He held it with both hands and smiled slightly: "Xiang Leng, it's disrespectful."
Jianchou nodded slightly, and together with Lu Xiangleng, they put the wine cup into their sleeves and drank it all.
Bingteng Yuqin is an extremely domineering spiritual object. Jianchou drank it directly when he was refining his body.
For Yu Luxiangleng, a whole cup of Bingteng Yuqin was more or less, and even if she drank it directly, she didn't seem to worry about not having enough.
Just at the moment when Bingteng Yuqin entered the mouth, the black air floating on her body was almost immediately frightened and forced out, churning in her body!
She pinched her fingers together, and a purple-gold light suddenly lit up on her fingertips.
Originally, a black gas had condensed into a line, extending from her heart and lungs, passing through the meridians of her arms, spreading across her palms, and almost reaching her fingertips. However, at the moment when the purple-gold light lit up, the black line suddenly retreated as if it had encountered some terrible natural enemy!
It was like an insect that chose its prey. It was urged by the purple-gold light, but was unwilling to retreat like this, and even had the tendency to counterattack.
The purple-gold light suddenly seemed to be swaying.
Lu Xiangleng slowly lowered her eyes, calmed her mind, clenched her fingers tighter, and the purple-gold light stabilized again, shining brightly!
Suddenly, like a withering wind and rotten wood, the black line retreated madly to the rear, shrinking towards Lu Xiangleng's heart and lungs!
…
Jianchou just stared at this scene. Although he was a little surprised, it was still within his expectations.
The effect of Bingteng Yuqin was too overbearing. Once it entered the body, it triggered a war with the scorpion venom.
However, for her, since she had already drunk a cup of Bingteng Yuqin, which still contained a drop of essence, this half cup of Yuqin had no effect on her. She just felt that her flesh and blood had received another layer of nourishment, but the effect was not very obvious.
After all, Jianchou's physical strength at this moment has reached a level that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve. I am afraid that even if he drinks ten more cups of Yuqin, there will be no qualitative breakthrough.
So, from beginning to end, she was quite calm.
Lu Xiangleng was expelling the poison, and Jianchou didn't bother her.
Looking at the moon setting in the west, she didn't feel sleepy at all. A monk's spirit also needs to relax through sleep occasionally, but she didn't want to do that today.
His gaze gradually withdrew from Lu Xiangleng, and Jianchou looked at the chessboard in front of him again.
Lu Xiangleng has already resigned himself to defeat, but Ke Chou doesn't dare to say that he really won.
The original owner of this chess game must be a very strong chess player.
Jianchou suddenly became even more curious, so he picked up the black and white chess pieces on the board one by one. He decided to review the game before dawn.
The chessboard, which was almost full, was quickly cleared by Jianchou.
During the previous game with Lu Xiangleng, she had already memorized the pattern of the previous game and analyzed the opponent's moves. Although there was no chess record, she deduced the only way to move the chess pieces, so she put the chess pieces back one by one.
The black pieces go first, followed by the white pieces.
The chess pieces fell silently, and at the beginning they started fighting around the Tianyuan and the "stars" on the four corners.
Step by step, when Jianchou made a certain move, he was suddenly shocked for a moment.
…
Is she familiar with this chess move
I vaguely remember reviewing a game for someone else in the afternoon, and it was the same feeling, the same full layout. Fighting against oneself, in the end, it was just a dead end.
Human intelligence may be so high that it can reach the sky or defeat nature, but it cannot defeat oneself.
The finger pressing on a white piece suddenly loosened a little.
The light in Jianchou's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The wooden chessboard was randomly carved from surrounding tree stumps and had many tiny thorns. The natural growth rings of the trees were coiled around the chessboard, dividing it.
In Kunwu, very close to the main peak, there is an empty chessboard that is not new at all.
“Pah.”
Jianchou finally couldn't control himself. When his fingers left the white piece, a slight sound was heard. It was not very obvious in the night with the sound of insects.
But when she moved her fingers away, the white piece that she had been pressing with her fingertips had turned into a pile of shattered stone chips.
What a good game.
A hint of murderous intent gathered in her eyes.
The cold moon is like frost!
Across the vast western sea, there is an isolated island far away.
Inside Qingfeng Temple, there was also a pure moon.
In the hidden world, there is no sun or moon, and no distinction between day and night.
The flowing wind stopped at some point.
The hidden world of Qingfeng Temple is in turmoil and has almost lost contact with the outside world. The rules of its own were already weak, and now all the spiritual energy has been drained away and is rarely replenished. The entire hidden world seems empty.
The yellow sand on the Gobi Desert turned into nothingness at some point and disappeared into the hidden world.
Countless rocks also fell into the void due to the destruction of the rules.
The yellow disappeared without a trace, leaving only a pitch-black darkness.
A bloody figure was floating in the void.
The only light in the darkness came from the rotating disk beneath him.
The Kun lines extended one after another, but the light seemed to be as weak and dim as its owner. Therefore, the Wanxiang Doupan continued to absorb spiritual energy from the outside, but it was still difficult to fill the entire Doupan.
The golden light in Tianyuan has gradually spread out and become extremely dazzling.
Too late...
The pure gold color seemed to be flowing, and finally gradually reached an extreme.
Then, a shadow suddenly emerged.
Black pieces and white pieces, all like Taoist pieces, fell one by one, forming a nearly perfect draw on this octagonal plate!
At the moment when the last white piece fell, suddenly a golden light shot up from Tianyuan into the sky, penetrating the void, as if to illuminate the entire hidden world like night!
A blazing fire seemed to ignite from the origin of the sky, roasting a piece of flowing gold, gradually condensing...
Countless golden lights dissipated, and golden round shadows began to appear bit by bit. They were small at first, but only grew bigger with continuous rotation!
If any monk was present, they would have recognized him immediately—
Dan formation!
Xie Buchen's eyes never opened.
There were still mottled bloodstains on his body, and even the wounds from being hit by rocks were still there. Every time a stream of spiritual energy flowed through the horrible scars, trying to heal the wounds, a deep blue sword energy would appear faintly, floating out of the wounds, blocking the healing process!
Yashan, Qu Zhengfeng!
What a great sea sword...
A look of pain suddenly appeared between Xie Buchen's eyebrows, and the golden light in the sky trembled, and it seemed a little unstable...
The sky gradually turned pale.
Jianchou looked at the moon whose outline was gradually blurred, and finally withdrew her gaze and looked at Lu Xiangleng opposite her. With the help of the effect of Bingteng Yuqin, a frosty green color flashed between her eyebrows, and the purple-gold light on her fingertips was fierce for a moment, and finally slowly calmed down.
A wisp of black air emerged from between her brows and suddenly dissipated into the void like smoke.
The wind blew and they were gone in an instant.
As the purple-gold light on Lu Xiangleng's fingertips gradually dimmed, Jianchou lowered his eyes and reached out to gently brush away the debris on the chessboard.
This game of chess had already reached the middle stage, but Jianchou still hadn't completed it.
What remains here is a game of chess with an unfinished game.
There is no winner or loser, no draw, just an abrupt end.
She slowly withdrew her hand, and the chessboard was clean. Only then did she look at Lu Xiangleng calmly.
The purple-gold light on the fingertips finally disappeared completely.
Lu Xiangleng finally opened her eyes.
A golden light from the sky pierced through the dim dawn and entered her eyes.
"when… "
From the main peak of Kunwu, a long and loud bell-like sound came from afar.
The last day of the entrance selection has finally arrived.
The night passed like this.
Flowing in Lu Xiangleng's body is the rare clear spiritual power in the past two years.
There was no more foul black air that destroyed her practice. Even her meridians and lungs that had been damaged by the earth scorpion's fiery poison had regained their original vitality under the nourishment of the ice vine and jade, and had become even more refined!
It was radiant and full of a spirit that had never been seen before.
The paleness on her face disappeared, replaced by a healthy whiteness, and even her lips regained a little bright red.
Just at this moment when day and night meet, the former medicine girl Lu Xiangleng came back again.
Jianchou had never seen Lu Xiangleng like this before. He only felt that she was like Yue'e from the Jade Terrace, extremely cold and aloof, yet with a kind of calmness that came from her strength.
"It takes a long time to expel the poison. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time."
Lu Xiangleng let out a long sigh.
Jianchou smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Xiang Leng is too modest. I heard that the scorpion poison is very difficult to deal with. Although I don't know how good the alchemy and medical skills are, I know that if it were an ordinary cultivator, even with Bingteng Yuqin, it would take at least ten days or half a month to successfully detoxify. In comparison, Fellow Daoist Xiang Leng only took half a night. If you tell others, I'm afraid it will be shocking."
"It's not as shocking as when Daoist Jianchou used Bingteng Yuqin as soon as he made a move."
Lu Xiang shook his head and sighed.
I'm afraid if she told her experience last night to her fellow disciples and elders in Baiyue Valley, they would be stunned, right? However, because of a bowl of friendship in the past, she was able to get to know the senior sister of Yashan, and inexplicably drank a cup of Bingteng Yuqin from her.
This is such good luck that no one would believe it even if you told them to others.
Seeing sorrow, he didn't feel anything.
Killing Hong Xiaojie was an adventure, and she also had the Dijiang Bone Jade and the Wings of Wind and Thunder.
A mere piece of Ice Vine Jade seems to be just a small gift from the Green Leaf Ancestor, the Lord of the Killing Red Realm, to the younger generations.
"Now you and I both find this Bingteng Yuqin precious, but if one day you and I are both in the Tongtian realm, what will this thing mean to us?" Jianchou was inspired. He only took a look at the chessboard in front of him and said with a smile, "There were 116 remaining Tiantai yesterday. Among the 116 Tiantai, only Fellow Daoist Xiang Leng is missing."
Yes.
There is only one day left to compete for the qualification to enter the Zuo Sanqian Club.
Lu Xiangleng also smiled, with a clear look in his eyes. Although his cultivation had not been fully recovered, his body was frail and he still looked a bit sick, but his energy and spirit had returned.
Even though he might not be able to surpass the other heroes today, it is more than enough to take down a rooftop terrace.
"Now that the poison has been cured, I will be on the same stage with Daoist Fellow Jianchou someday."
On a new day, Jianchou must return within an hour.
According to the rules, if there is an owner at the Jietian Terrace but that owner has not returned, that owner must come back within one hour after the beginning of a new day, otherwise the Jietian Terrace will become an ownerless terrace again.
The Tiantai that Jianchou is seeing now is the result of four towers being merged into one, and is the largest of all the towers.
If lost...
Jianchou thought about it and felt, well, it’s a bit of a pity.
So, let’s get back as soon as possible.
Standing up from the chess table, Jianchou took one last look at the chessboard, then his face turned grim. He and Lu Xiangleng left the long path in the middle of the lake side by side, and followed the stream in the woods towards the foot of the main peak of Kunwu.
There was already a lot of noise at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing that it was almost the last day, the masters who had not taken action before finally gave up holding back and took action one after another.
So when the bell rang, as one person after another came on stage, there were constant cheers, shouts, groans, and discussions...
The fighting on the rooftop continued, and everyone was dazzled by the scene.
However, many people still looked at the highest platform that reached the sky.
Some monks who arrived early found that there was no one upstairs.
Why is the senior sister from Yashan still missing
In a corner of the crowd below, the fat boy Jiang He stared up: "There's really no one..."
"That's really weird..."
Chen Jiu was also a little dumbfounded.
They gave the booklet to the eldest sister yesterday, and they were expecting to see her show her power today and get the first place in the entrance. However, they didn't expect that when they got up this morning and knocked on the door of the eldest sister's room, there was no one inside.
He originally thought that the senior sister must have been on the rooftop early like before, but he didn't expect that he was overthinking it.
The eldest sister is not here.
Subconsciously, Chen Jiu looked towards a place not far in front of him.
Qu Zhengfeng was wearing a dark robe and standing with his hands behind his back. Standing next to him was Wu Duan, the master of the Kunwu White Bone Dragon Sword. Both of them raised their heads and looked up.
Wu Duan thought for a long time and asked, "Could it be that your Senior Sister from Yashan has made an appointment with someone on the river again?"
Qu Zhengfeng turned around and looked at him, with a somewhat inexplicable look in his eyes: "Hearing what Daoist Fellow Wu Duan said, it seems that you are questioning what Senior Sister did."
"I'm talking about a fight."
Wu Duan corrected it seriously.
Of course, seeing the change in Qu Zhengfeng's eyes, he was very smart not to dwell on this topic, and directly changed the subject: "I wonder who do you think can be on the stage this year, Brother Qu?"
Is there any need to feel this way
Qu Zhengfeng finally got too lazy to communicate with Wu Duan anymore.
People who are fine with Kunwu all have some holes in their brains.
Wu Duanping was turned away for no reason, and immediately looked very unhappy, and simply stopped talking.
I just don't believe it. How can Jianchou not come
The other side.
Everyone in Baiyue Valley was also panicked.
Feng Li stood there, looking around for a long time, feeling his hands and feet cold.
"No, no... Senior Sister Lu is missing..."
"Senior Sister Feng, don't worry, nothing will happen to Senior Sister Lu." Someone comforted her.
"What do you know?"
Feng Li, who was usually gentle, suddenly shouted harshly.
The female cultivator who was trying to persuade her was startled: "Senior Sister Feng..."
"… "
Feng Li suddenly came to her senses. Why was she angry at others
For a moment I wanted to laugh, but somehow tears fell.
Senior Sister Lu's poison had already spread to her heart, lungs and intestines, and now it had disappeared before the third day. How could she not be worried
"Senior Sister Lu..."
She whispered.
"Quick, look over there!"
"Am I seeing this right?!"
"Hurry, hurry, hurry..."
"look!"
…
A voice of extreme surprise suddenly rang out from the edge of the crowd!
Feng Li, who was still shedding tears, heard the voice immediately and was not very interested at first.
Unexpectedly, the female cultivator beside her showed a look of surprise and tugged at Feng Li's sleeve. "Senior Sister Feng, Senior Sister Feng, look! It's Senior Sister Lu!"
"What?"
Feng Li was startled and turned around almost immediately.
At this moment, the people standing densely in the field also heard the noise.
From the edge of the crowd, gradually towards the center of the crowd, everyone turned their heads out of curiosity!
The moment they saw the two figures walking side by side from the woods, everyone's heart was shocked!
One is moon white, the other is snow white.
One is the eldest senior sister from Yashan, and the other is the medicine girl from Baiyue Valley.
Jianchou and Lu Xiang are cold!
The moment Feng Li recognized Lu Xiangleng, she almost ran over immediately, but the moment she took the first step, her eyes suddenly widened and she looked at Lu Xiangleng's fair and flawless face!
No one knew better than Feng Li what Lu Xiangleng looked like after being poisoned by the scorpion venom in the past two years.
Now there is clearly no trace of gloomy or dark air!
"Senior sister's poison..."
Solved
On the other side, everyone in Yashan, including Wu Duan, also turned their heads to look.
When they saw this, they were stunned.
"Uh... why is the senior sister with the Baiyue Valley medicine girl?" The moment the fat boy Jiang He saw the two people who obviously knew each other and just walked back together, he suddenly felt a sense of confusion.
Chen Jiu also murmured: "Who should I ask..."
Clearly, Senior Sister was asking about Lu Xiangleng’s situation yesterday!
Why the hell are you asking me if you two want to know each other?!
What is going on
There was a hint of strangeness in Qu Zhengfeng's eyes.
He said nothing, but just watched in silence.
Jianchou walked with Lu Xiangleng all the way, and they chatted casually about some popular figures in this meeting.
They were not in a hurry. It only took them two quarters of an hour to walk from the lake to the foot of the mountain, which was more than enough time.
"So, Fellow Daoist Jianchou thinks that, apart from those few people, there are several other masters who have not yet made a move, including the genius from thirty years ago, Jiang Wenchao from the Spiritual Pavilion..."
After hearing what Chou said about Jiang Wenchao, Lu Xiangleng also had some thoughts.
As she was walking out of the woods and coming to the edge of the crowd, there were exclamations from all around, and they seemed quite surprised.
So, just for a moment.
Jianchou and Lu Xiangleng, who were standing at the edge of the crowd, saw that everyone in the place, one by one, was looking over at them!
For a moment, the atmosphere was strange.
What on earth are they trying to accomplish by staring at us in such unanimous manner
Jianchou silently glanced at the highest rooftop platform which was still empty, and he already had a vague understanding in his heart.
Ruhua Gongzi had moved the flower bed to the rooftop at some point and was now leaning lazily on it, looking at Jianchou with great interest, and also at Lu Xiangleng who was standing next to her.
"It seems that everyone has been waiting for a long time..."
Lu Xiang smiled slightly, like thawing ice.
Jianchou nodded, his eyes flashed through the crowd, and he saw the people from Yashan who were looking at him in dumbfounded, including Qu Zhengfeng and Wu Duan.
Lu Xiangleng also saw it.
Jianchou said, "Fellow Daoist Xiang Leng's fellow disciples have not seen any trace of you, and I'm afraid they are getting anxious. There is still a long time to come, so we will talk later."
"We'll talk later."
Lu Xiangleng bowed and said goodbye to Jianchou briefly.
Jianchou nodded, and under everyone's surprised, suspicious or challenging gazes, he walked straight through the crowd and headed towards the people on Yashan.
"Big sister."
Everyone shouted, but Qu Zhengfeng stood aside without saying anything.
After everyone finished speaking, Jianchou looked at him.
Qu Zhengfeng also glanced at her.
There seemed to be a hint of deep meaning between the two people's eyes.
With the corners of his lips curled up, Qu Zhengfeng laughed inexplicably and called out, "Big Sister."
Tsk.
I'm not willing to do it.
Jianchou remembered the battle he had agreed to fight with Qu Zhengfeng before, and the smile on his face deepened. He also said, "My fellow apprentices, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. I ran into a friend last night, and we chatted for a long time, and almost delayed the time. Is everything okay now?"
situation
That's nothing.
only…
After Qu Zhengfeng glanced at Jianchou, he withdrew his gaze and looked towards the 28th platform to the east.
Qi Shaofeng, the son of Elder Qi of Yashan, who had fought with Jianchou in the Beast Trapped Farm, had a bit of silent shyness on his face. He lowered his body and stood there cautiously.
With eyes full of vigilance, he stared at the person opposite him.
He was wearing a dark red robe that covered every part of his body, not even his fingertips were exposed.
A scratch appeared between the eyebrows, leaving a trace of blood!
The brilliant sunshine, falling on him, was like the golden sun shining on his beauty, and even his eyes seemed to have a faint dark red.
There was a gloomy look on the boy's face, but he looked cold and expressionless.
When Jianchou followed Qu Zhengfeng's gaze, his heart was suddenly shocked.
Demon Sealing Sword Sect
Xiahou She!