But Yan Qing was in no mood to watch their tragic love story this time.
The stage is for us.
Just the Yaoguang Qin.
The Tinglan Secret Realm is where a fallen supreme elder of the Fuhua Sect used to raise poisonous creatures.
Yan Qing went in with a frustrated look on his face, and found himself in a forest.
The huge trees around me had strong roots, luxuriant branches and leaves, and were luxuriant and luxuriant. When I looked up, I just happened to meet three or four colorful poisonous snakes.
Since this is a place where poisonous creatures are raised, these snakes are probably not good creatures.
Snakes swooped down from the branches and attacked him. Yan Qing remained calm. The red lines on his fingers stretched out and turned into blades, easily cutting the poisonous snakes into pieces.
The body parts and blood fell like rain.
Yan Qing quickened his pace with disgust and avoided the bloody rain.
Buzhi looked down with his round red eyes and saw all kinds of centipedes and tiny insects in the dense forest. He muttered, "Why are there so many insects? How can I get out?"
Yan Qing said calmly: "The emergence of this kind of secret realm is usually in the center, where the spiritual energy is most concentrated."
Frustrated: "Where is the center?"
Yan Qing smiled lazily: "Go north."
There were many poisonous snakes and insects in the forest, and the fog and dense leaves blocked the view. However, Yan Qing walked through it as if he was walking on flat ground.
As soon as Yan Qing came down the mountain, he suddenly heard a scream.
"Help! Help!" I turned my head and looked over. I saw a young man in an apricot-yellow Taoist robe holding a Bagua plate in his hand, tears and snot flying. The moment he saw me, he was like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, and ran towards me like crazy: "Daoist friend, wuwuwuwu, Daoist friend, help me!"
Yan Qing: “?” As the young man approached, Yan Qing could immediately see clearly what was following him.
A dense swarm of poisonous bees.
—Where did this boy go to stir up a hornet’s nest? ?
Yan Qing pointed the wooden sword in front of him with disdain, trying to prevent the man from jumping on him.
The young man in yellow robe was pointed at by a sword, so he braked hastily, raised his hands, and shouted in panic: "Daoyou, save me! I am a disciple of the Astrology Building, my name is Jun Xing! I can tell fortunes, predict the future, recognize the way, and break the formation! Daoyou, save me, and I will work like a slave for you!"
Astrology Tower? Yan Qing looked up and down, retracted his sword, and casually drew a line in the air. The coldness of the wooden sword instantly turned into a long wind, forcing back the poisonous bees.
When Jun Xingxing saw the poisonous bee fade away, he knelt down as if his bones were broken, and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeves: "Thank you, fellow Taoist. I was scared to death just now."
Yan Qing also squatted down, and asked with genuine curiosity: "My fellow Daoist Jun, aren't you a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul? Why are you still afraid of these insects?"
Jun Xingxing raised his head with tears in his eyes, and said angrily: "Daoyou, I feel so sad! I didn't know before that this Qingyun Conference would add a round of secret realm competition! I have been practicing in the sect since I was a child, and I usually compete with my fellow brothers and sisters in the sect. I have never experienced a big battle, and I am afraid of insects..." Jun Xingxing was about to cry because of his bad luck: "It turns out that this secret realm used to be specially for raising insects."
Yan Qing was amused.
The Astrology Tower was somewhat interested, so it extended an olive branch: "Since that's the case, then fellow Taoist, you should follow me."
Jun Xingxing had never thought that he could get someone's support just by asking for help, and cried with joy: "Okay, okay, thank you very much, fellow Daoist." He stood up again, but after discovering Yan Qing's cultivation level, his smile froze on his face, and his pupils widened: "Wait, the early stage of Yuanying..." His eyes fell on Yan Qing's ruthless face, and he was shocked: "You are, you are Yan Qing from Wangqing Sect?"
Yan Qing: "Wow, you actually recognized me, we are so destined to meet."
Jun Xing: “…”
After being shocked, Jun Xing still happily became Yan Qing's little follower.
Yan Qing stared at the Bagua compass in his hand and asked curiously, "Daoyou, are all the disciples in your Astrology Building proficient in divination?"
Jun Xing scratched his head guiltily and said, "I can't say I'm proficient, I can only say I have some knowledge. Fellow Daoist Yan, although our sect is called Astrology, the disciples in our sect mainly focus on cultivation. After all, fate is not something that anyone can just casually take a peek at. In the Astrology Tower, the only one who can be called proficient is probably our sect master."
Jun Xing sighed: "But as a little disciple, I have no chance to see the sect master. Not to mention the sect master, I may never meet the supreme elder in this lifetime." Of course, after he said this, Jun Xing suddenly thought of the scene at the Wanxiang Terrace that day, and fell silent with embarrassment.
Yan Qing continued to ask curiously: "Is your sect leader very good at divination?"
Jun Xingxing said: "Of course he is amazing. All the previous masters of our Astrology Tower are amazing. Do you know what the reward was for the last Qingyun Conference?"
Yan Qing: “What?”
Jun Xingxing said: "It is the Soul Book created by the previous previous leader of this sect who got a glimpse of the destiny before his death."
Before falling, I got a glimpse of the creation of life? Is it true or false
Yan Qing was amused and asked, "Since the Soul Book is so powerful, why are you willing to give it out?"
Jun Xing choked for a moment, then said sullenly: "Because although the Soul Book is powerful, its functions are very...useless."
Yan Qing asked: "What is it used for?"
Jun Xing sighed and said, "It is used to observe a person's good or bad luck."
Yan Qing almost burst out laughing: "Oh, your leader fell, and the last thing he created was just to use it to predict a person's fortune?"
This is not just tasteless, this is extremely tasteless.
All the disciples of the nine sects have soul lamps, and they can tell whether a person is alive or dead by looking at the soul lamp. At worst, the monks of the 10th grade can fly thousands of miles in a flash, so it doesn't take that much trouble to see whether a person is in danger or not.
Jun Xingxing continued to sigh: "Ah. Forget about the fact that the Soul Book's functions are useless. The most important thing is that it requires a lot of blood to activate the Soul Book. Well... when it was created, our sect leader was a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage, so the user must also be in the God Transformation Stage."
Yan Qing: "... God Transformation Stage?"
Jun Xin: "... Yeah."
The more I talk, the more guilty I feel.
Yan Qing was completely delighted.
The restrictions on this opening are incredible. No wonder the Astrology Building is willing to take it out.
The only Divine Transformation cultivator in the Astrology Tower is the Tower Master. He probably has never thought of using the Soul Book, so he used it as a prize during the last Qingyun Conference.
Heart blood is the source of spiritual energy in the human body. Taking it will hurt the mind and body. When one reaches the Spiritual Transformation Stage, one drop of heart blood can equal many years of practice.
The cultivators who could reach the Spiritual Transformation Stage in the upper realms were either the patriarchs of the Nine Sects or the heads of the Three Sects. They were all in high positions and in the power field.
Who is willing to risk their life and death to protect the fortune of one person
Yan Qing smiled and sighed, "Oh, I understand then."
I understand what Xie Shiyi meant by forgetting. It's really useless to just throw it away.
Although Jun Xing felt guilty, as a disciple of the Astrology Tower, he could not bear to hear Yan Qing's tone.
He hurriedly added: "Although the Soul Book is useless, it is really powerful! The Soul Book should be the only immortal weapon in the world that can see through the nine levels of the Cangwang Sea!"
Yan Qing nodded: "Nine levels in a row? That's really impressive." This was not false.
Jun Xingxing breathed a sigh of relief and said, "To be honest, the last Qingyun Competition was a coincidence. Fortunately, the winner was Immortal Du Wei. If it weren't for you, others would not be able to use the Soul Book even if they could calculate it. The Soul Book might never see the light of day."
Yan Qing thought about it and kindly reminded him: "Have you ever thought that even if Xie Ying got it, he wouldn't be able to use it. It will still never see the light of day."
Jun Xing: “…”
Jun Xingxing shut up silently, crying in his heart.
no!
The reputation of the Astrology House cannot be ruined by me like this!
When going down the mountain, Jun Xingze was still unwilling to give up, and tried to correct the views of Yanqing and the Astrology Tower, saying: "Our past leaders are really amazing... In addition to the Soul Book, they also have other achievements in divination."
Yan Qing asked: "You are so good at divination, have you ever thought about divination whether there is nightmare in a person's body?"
When Jun Xingxing heard the word nightmare, his face turned pale with fright, and it took him a long time to recover.
"Fellow Daoist, are you kidding me? How can nightmares be predicted by divination?"
"All we can calculate are the good and bad fortunes that will happen in the future."
Walking in the Tinglan Secret Realm of the Fuhua Sect, he suddenly lowered his voice and said to Yan Qing: "Speaking of my fellow Daoist, I heard from the senior brothers and sisters in the sect about a thing... Hundreds of years ago, the previous leader of the Fuhua Sect asked our previous leader to tell his fortune once."
Yan Qing: "Who is the new leader of Fuhua Sect?"
Jun Xingxing looked around timidly, making sure there was no one there. Thinking about how secret this secret place was, he whispered, "No. Her two daughters are the ones who are here."
Yan Qing: "Forget it?"
Jun Xing said awkwardly: "I don't know about this."
Yan Qing thought to himself, what on earth do you know? You're really keeping me in suspense.
Yan Qing didn't want to talk about divination with him anymore, so he went back to the beginning: "Back to the topic, Fellow Daoist Jun, how did you provoke those poisonous bees?"
Jun Xingxing said: "… I saw a few fireflies on the edge of the cliff and wanted to catch them, but I accidentally knocked the nest down."
Yan Qing asked: "What is a night-lightning firefly?"
Jun Xingxing was slightly surprised: "Fellow Daoist, you don't know what a night-lightning firefly is? I thought you would go to get some information before entering the Tinglan Secret Realm."
After Fuhuamen announced the rules, everyone would first go to learn about the Tinglan Secret Realm, as they all knew that there were night-lighting fireflies here.
This is a very precious poisonous insect. Using the Night-Shine Firefly as medicine can dispel cold and evil and temper the meridians. People who enter the Tinglan Secret Realm will not return empty-handed. While trying to find the medicine, they will definitely catch some Night-Shine Fireflies.
Jun Xingxing said cautiously: "We are down the mountain now, and we are probably at the bottom of the cliff. Fireflies usually gather here... Brother Yan, do you want us to catch some fireflies too?"
Jing Yu did not attend the second round of the Qingyun Conference from beginning to end.
The nine elders were all resting on the top of the mountain, and they turned a deaf ear to this. Since Xie Ying had requested "not to interfere", no one dared to show any concern.
Xuanji Palace.
Jing Yu said calmly, "Five hundred people have already gone in, Third Master Qin. Now you can tell me what you want to do."
Qin Changxi smiled politely. Before he came to Nanzezhou, his father had told him several times about the character of the Fuhua Sect Master. So he didn't dare to play tricks and just smiled and said, "Master, Changxi wants to try something."
Jing Yu: "Try?"
Qin Changxi said: "Yes. The demon seed that was given to Zixiao before was not yet intelligent, so using blood as a talisman could control the nightmare in its body. But this time, Changxi wants to control the nightmare in the body of a deceased senior who was at the peak of the Spiritualization Stage."
Jing Yu's face darkened, and he suddenly raised his eyes with a cold expression, and said, "Peak of the Spiritual Transformation Stage?"
Qin Changxi said: "Yes. Sect Master, have you ever heard about the fire in the Ten Directions City of the Demon Realm a hundred years ago?"
Jing Yushen is the leader of the Nine Sects and a Divine Transformation cultivator, so he naturally knows more about the Demon Realm than others. However, the Demon Realm and the Upper Realm have always kept their distance from each other. The Demon Realm is located in the Xiaoyu Palace and is strictly guarded. People inside cannot leave, and they will not venture into the Ducang Delusion Sea.
Jing Yu raised an eyebrow: "Shifang City?"
Qin Changxi smiled and said, "Yes. A few years ago, someone from our clan went to the Demon Realm and found the ruins of Shifang City there. And in the ruins... they found the nightmare in the body of Huai Mingzi, the deceased Lord of Shifang City."
Jing Yu stared at him intently, neither surprised nor happy, and only said: "The fire in Shifang City was set by Xie Ying, and he has the Unregrettable Sword in his hand, which originated from the Southern Dipper God and is an ancient artifact. Do you think that after he kills Huai Mingzi, he will leave behind a nightmare for Huai Mingzi?"
Qin Changxi smiled and said, "Maybe Xie Ying was also seriously injured at the time and he was not able to treat it in time. After all, if a person stays in the Demon Realm for one more second, he may die."
Jing Yu said nothing.
Qin Changxi knew she was suspicious, but he didn't explain much. He said slowly: "After the demon species above the multiplication period died, the nightmare can still survive. But it is a ball of black liquid. In the art of controlling nightmares, there is an item that mentions how to wake up this kind of 'nightmare'."
"Changxi wants to use the Tinglan Secret Realm as an altar."