Over there, Li Qingjun approached the "reef" quickly.
As it got closer, I was overjoyed, it was not a reef, but an island hill.
The mountain exposed on the sea is very small, and there are quite a few green trees, which is a good environment. As you get closer, you can also see that someone has built a wooden house on the top of the mountain.
Although it doesn't seem to have a sense of spiritual energy, it should be a place for scattered cultivators to live in seclusion
Li Qingjun flew over, half vigilant, half expectant, and saw a little girl in green clothes squatting outside the house on the top of the mountain. In front of her was a sea fish who did not know when it was swept up by the high waves. . The little girl took a branch and poked it, and the fish jumped and poked, and the girl was overjoyed.
"..." A little girl squatted on the Gudao Mountain, but she didn't feel any special aura here... Li Qingjun felt that it was a little strange, and he didn't dare to move lightly for a while, and shouted from a distance: "Penglai Sword Pavilion Li Qingjun, I pay my respects to the master here. "
"Peng... Li..." The little girl raised her head with straight eyes, looked at Li Qingjun, and soon saw Qin Yi who was hugging her hand, stood up with a big change in expression, and ran to the wooden house with her feet scattered: "Master, Master!"
The cabin creaked open.
A woman in goose-yellow clothes walked out the door, as if she wanted to reprimand, but when she looked up, her face changed drastically.
At this time, Li Qingjun could feel the unpredictable aura on the woman's body, and he was a little shocked. He secretly thought that there was a Huiyang cultivator living in seclusion in the mountains that had no spiritual energy, which was really unexpected.
However, this kind of solitary cultivator often masters a lot of side doors to survive, which means that she has a good chance of being able to rescue Qin Yi. Thinking of this, he whispered: "Senior must be a virtuous person... My companion was injured, if the senior can save him, the Penglai people will definitely remember the kindness of the senior."
"I saved him, and Penglai's servants thanked me for my kindness?" The woman's expression became even more strange, and she sighed: "He's just overdrafted too far, and it's not difficult to treat. Bring him here."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the door.
The little girl wanted to say something, but she glared at her and stopped talking.
Li Qingjun thought that no one in the sea would dare to attack her Penglai people's idea, and it should not hurt Qin Yi, so he carried Qin Yi into the mountain. The moment she entered, she felt as if the curtain was being opened, but when she turned to look, she didn't seem to respond.
"Maybe I'm too tired, and I'm hallucinating too?" Li Qingjun sighed and carried Qin Yi into the wooden house.
The fragrance in the house is faint, it smells very comfortable and makes people feel relaxed and happy. The front is the window, the window is bright and clean, there is a bottle of unknown flowers in the corner of the table, and in the center of the table is a book, the pages are open, the sun shines in the window lattice, the sound of the waves outside the window, that kind of escape from the world. It spreads out in an instant.
This is a real escapist, Li Qingjun made a judgment.
There are screens in the compartments in the house, behind the screens are two soft sofas. The woman in the yellow shirt said calmly, "Put it down."
Li Qingjun hesitated: "This... put it on the embroidered couch of the senior? Will it... blaspheme the senior?"
The woman in the yellow shirt twitched the corners of her mouth: "Maybe."
"That… "
"It's important to save people." The woman in the yellow shirt waved casually, and Li Qingjun found that he couldn't hold Qin Yi, and had been "taken away" and placed on the couch.
Why does it seem like she doesn't like me holding him, so anxious... Li Qingjun didn't think much about it for a while, all her thoughts were on Qin Yi at this time: "Senior, how is he?"
"It's okay..." The woman in yellow shirt took a pill and fed it into Qin Yi's mouth: "He just has a serious overdraft. This is a medicine for strengthening the foundation and cultivating vitality. The main thing is to rest. It is best to let him sleep for three days and three nights. , don't bother. He's like a cow... well, he's alive and kicking when he wakes up anyway, it's not a serious injury after all."
Li Qingjun sighed and said happily, "Thank you, senior."
The beautiful eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt finally fell on Li Qingjun, looking up and down with a playful expression.
Li Qingjun looked down at himself, and then subconsciously looked at the other's chest, his head drooping down again.
Why is it so big.
"Penglai Jiange Fairy Li, I know you." The woman said, "You two competed on Fentian Island three days ago, and I watched from a distance. You are very good."
"Senior is wrong..." Li Qingjun secretly said that it had been three days. I don't know why the sect did not send another senior Tengyun to enter the door
As if she understood what she was thinking, the woman said lightly: "The door disappeared shortly after, people from all sects can only go back to their places to wait for news, and the spectators can only go away, I want to enter the capital..."
Speaking of which, he seemed to have lost his words and shut his mouth. Li Qingjun didn't take it seriously. There must be a lot of people who want to go in, so it's not unusual.
Seeing that Li Qingjun didn't say anything, the woman asked, "Can you tell me what happened inside? You can make Qin Yi, who is a hero in the world alone, overdrawn like this, but you don't seem to be hurt?"
After talking about it, his expression became a little harsh, and the fierceness in his eyes seemed to pierce Li Qingjun's heart.
Li Qingjun looked a little disappointed: "Three years of hard work, I thought I could keep up with his pace, but in the end I found out that I was still too weak. He was working hard, I could hardly help, I could only watch... Senior said that I It's excellent, it's really a compliment. Not only is the practice insufficient, but also because of the concentration of retreat and deep cultivation, other knowledge can't keep up, and everywhere is powerless, even if you want to heal him afterwards, you have to ask someone."
The woman was a little funny and said: "Is your cultivation just for him?"
Li Qingjun said seriously: "Yes."
The woman was stunned, and her expression slowly softened: "Three years, it's already not bad. Hmm... With your assistance and another Chenghuang on his side, who can make him overdraft like this?"
Li Qingjun was stunned: "Why did the senior know that it was Cheng Huang?"
The woman said with a stern face: "There are so many wonderful methods in the world that you cannot know all of them."
Li Qingjun felt more and more that this woman was quite mysterious, and it was better to mention less about the things inside. Then he said briefly: "It's the ghost of some people from the Wushen Sect. It's a long story."
"Wizard, God, Zong!" The woman's voice carried an unspeakable coldness.
Li Qingjun was feeling strange, but saw the woman's expression solemn: "Someone is coming."
After saying this, Li Qingjun felt that someone was approaching quickly, it was the bloody and mysterious aura of Wu Shenzong.
"The people from Wu Shenzong are chasing after him!" Li Qingjun stood up suddenly, a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, senior, I didn't know it would cause others... It seems to cause trouble for senior, I... "
"Stay at ease." The woman held down Li Qingjun and walked slowly to the door, quietly watching the approaching streamer in the sky, her eyes frosty.
…
There, Lin Rushan was brought nearby by Gu Xin, and the distance was enough for him to accurately perceive the exact location of the bloody secluded marrow. The two flew directly to the direction of the island, and soon saw an island hill.
Huiyang's consciousness was swept away, cold and clear, and he could feel the breath of blood and marrow in the wooden house, but only Li Qingjun's bone-forging-level energy was on his side, and there was no one else.
Lin Rushan sneered and rushed away.
Gu Xin hesitated for a moment and followed.
He was really jealous of Qin Yi, he was going crazy with jealousy, and it had already affected his clarity of reason.
He felt that Lin Rushan might not be able to kill Qin Yi if he seized the blood, and he might have to make up for it himself.
As a result, just after flying into the mountain range, Lin Rushan suddenly disappeared in front of him, and Gu Xin's expression changed drastically.
What's the situation
It seems that there is nothing special about it from the outside, why does flying into the mountain area feel like entering another world, and the scene in front of you has changed
The surrounding area is barren, and the stone wall like Gobi stands in front of it, which is strange and abrupt in the sound of the surrounding waves.
On the stone wall, there is a pitch-black and thick-ink silver hook iron painting, and the big book has the word "kill".
Just looking up, the killing character was like coming to life, the murderous aura came to the face, and then every stroke turned into a thousand cuts, and Sen Ran pointed to it.
Gu Xin was horrified and backed away, wanting to leave, but where to find the way
The surrounding area is clearly the sea, but no matter how you fly, the mountain seems to spread endlessly along his direction no matter how you fly out.
There was a faint cold voice in the air: "Since you are here, don't leave."
"Whoosh whoosh!" The silver hook iron painting pierced through, Gu Xin found that he couldn't avoid this incomparably mysterious trajectory at all, as if no matter how to hide or block, the word would be cut on the body, just like this word It itself represents the law of the word.
is to kill.
This is the absolute gap in the great realm, a kind of power that Tengyun junior cannot understand at all.
What's more, this is still a new way, and many monks at the same level do not understand it.
Could this be... Myriad Dao Immortal Palace, chess, calligraphy and painting, calligraphy secret skills
Before he could think about it, countless ink lights had already cut and appeared, and Gu Xin let out a hoarse scream.
No matter how to hide, no matter how to block, it is one knife after another, accurately cutting every piece of flesh and blood, over and over again, without stopping. The screams resounded through the sea and the sky, begging for death was impossible.