"Yeah." Meng Qi didn't think carefully about the meaning of Yun Qingyan's words, and nodded obediently almost immediately.
She didn't particularly care about what kind of person Xue Chengxuan was.
Besides, he himself said that he is the eldest son of the Fengmeng Xue family. Meng Qi could more or less guess that the other party's responsibilities must be different from those of a casual cultivator without a sect like himself.
Yun Qingyan smiled slightly, and turned his head to look down at the foot of the mountain again.
"If it were you, what would you do now?" He asked Meng Qi.
"Hmm..." Meng Qi thought about it seriously, and said, "I can't think of a better way, I have to test the opponent's strength first."
She paused, and then said: "The enemy has far more people than us, and we have me and Xue Chengxuan as two doctors on our side. Their combat power is not strong, and they will definitely suffer losses if they attack by force. But..."
She remembered the seniors and barriers she met after entering Shijue Mountain, and said, "I always feel that there is something strange in Shijue Mountain."
"How to say?" Yun Qingyan asked.
"I always feel that it is a little different from our imagination." Meng Qi naturally knew everything in front of him, "From the moment I entered Shijue Mountain, I thought about how to climb, because although the outside world doesn't know what will happen in Shijue Mountain, but There have always been rumors that there will be rewards for cultivators who can climb to the top of Shijue Mountain, and those who are distracted can even directly advance to Dongxu and cross a great realm."
This is also the purpose of Meng Qi's coming here.
Her practice speed is too slow now, if she can really step into the next big realm after leaving Shijue Mountain as rumored, that would be the best for her.
"Probably hearing the word mountain, everyone thinks about how to climb as high as possible, and thinks that the test here should be like this. But now it seems..."
Meng Qi frowned slightly, and honestly expressed her thoughts: "It seems to be a little different from our imagination."
"Yan Xuan can pass the three-level test with Qi training. And every time a seemingly fair level test, something else will always happen after the end. For example, the previous Drunken Dragon Grass, or the current ten-level test. Great battle."
Meng Qi continued: "There are also those seniors who are elusive, always feel that this place does not seem to be testing our cultivation, but testing something else."
"Continue." Yun Qingyan nodded slightly, motioning for Meng Qi to continue.
"True Lord Qingyan." Meng Qi suddenly remembered.
She stood on tiptoe, approached Yun Qingyan, and whispered in his ear: "I got a karmic red lotus."
Probably because of being a medical practitioner, Meng Qi's body always has a clear and light medicinal fragrance, which is slightly bitter, but also very refreshing and pleasant to smell.
Yun Qingyan only felt the heat rushing towards his ears, his heart moved slightly, and he turned his head to look at Meng Qi.
She was half a head shorter than him, and when she stood up straight, the top of her head could barely reach Yun Qingyan's chin, and she stood on tiptoe but was closer to his ears.
"Hmm..." Yun Qingyan put his hand on the top of Meng Qi's head, his soft hair brushed against his palm, "I see."
Meng Qi was pushed back to the ground, but the other party's hand was still on top of her head and did not move away.
She had no choice but to turn her head to look at Yun Qingyan, and said in a low voice, "This should be a very good reward from the Shijue Mountains, right?"
"Yes." The white-robed man nodded firmly.
"So I always feel that this matter is not as simple as we see on the surface. This time we are divided into two camps, and it seems that we are going to kill each other mercilessly. But..."
Meng Qi hesitated: "If the magic weapon of the pill is the same as it is used outside the Shijue Mountain, what about the attack technique? Those cultivators who died in this battle of the Shijue Mountain are really just sent out of the Shijue Mountain and cannot continue Is it so easy to participate in this battle of the Ten Absolute Mountains?"
Meng Qi asked two questions in one breath.
Yun Qingyan didn't answer her, just pondered for a moment and said, "Go on."
"Then if we kill the fellow Taoists in Diziying, they will die immediately. After leaving Shijue Mountain, no one can remember what happened here. After leaving here, no one will know about those who died. Why did Fellow Daoists die? The cultivators sent here from the three thousand worlds came from the top ten sects of the four worlds. For them, these disciples are geniuses in the sect and the hope of the future. Are you really going to pretend that nothing happened to your sect?"
The corners of Yun Qingyan's lips were slightly raised, and he looked at Meng Qi with a half-smile: "Then there is suspicion, doubt, and there is a gap between the sects. Once the seeds of doubt are planted, new contradictions will arise. After a while For more than ten years, maybe the situation between the two sects has been endless."
His voice paused slightly, and his tone was indifferent: "As for what happened back then, no one will mention it again."
Yun Qingyan looked at Meng Qi: "Is that what you mean?"
"Yeah." Meng Qi nodded embarrassedly.
She meant it, but it was not as straightforward as what Yun Qingyan said.
She just vaguely felt that the test of Shijue Mountain would not be so simple. The previous Drunken Dragon Grass intended to provoke them to kill each other.
In the current war, it is simply written on the surface that you want to fight.
Meng Qi looked down at the city where Diziying was located.
What's more, each of the several conditions that the woman said earlier was causing them to distrust each other.
Cultivators from the Tianzi Camp can go to the Dizi Camp, and practitioners from the Dizi Camp can also come to the Tianzi Camp...
In that case, everyone may hide their selfishness and make their own calculations.
Meng Qi usually doesn't think much about these things, but it's not like she doesn't understand them at all.
Now she really wants to pass the test of Shijue Mountain, and wants to make herself stronger as soon as possible, so she thinks a little more.
"What are you talking about?" Ling Ji's voice suddenly sounded behind the two of them.
As soon as Meng Qi turned her head, she saw the man in green robe striding over.
"Master Ling." She hurriedly saluted him.
"You don't need to be so polite, Xiao Meng Qi." Ling Ji waved his hand, standing on her right side and looking at the small town where Diziying was located with her.
"Are you worried?" Ling Ji asked.
"A little bit." Meng Qi said.
"Don't be afraid." Ling Ji raised his hand, hesitating for a moment and still landed on Meng Qi's shoulder, "With me here, no one will hurt you."
"Thank you, Master Ling." Meng Qike said politely.
"Actually..." Ling Ji looked at her elegant little face, her black hair was simply rolled up and pinned on her head by a black jade hairpin.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was hoarse: "Actually, you don't have to be so polite to me. I... you and I... your mother are old acquaintances, you can call me uncle."
Meng Qi: "..."
She doesn't even know who her mother is, is Ling Ji sure she didn't recognize the wrong person? !
"Just call me Uncle Ling." Ling Ji said, "You don't have to always come and go from the sect master, it's more commonplace."
Meng Qi: "..."
The number of times she and Ling Ji have met can be counted on one hand, and the two are not familiar with each other.
In fact, Meng Qi vaguely guessed the reason why the other party would treat her like this, and Ling Ji's performance was too obvious. Especially in Mirror Moon City, his own swordsmanship talent will also be very strong.
But guessing it doesn't mean she will do anything.
Be it the Three Thousand Worlds or the Demon Realm, practitioners are inherently indifferent to feelings. Many Taoist couples just help each other practice together, they don't have children, and they don't usually stay together.
Even if there is a child, there will not necessarily be a scene of fatherly kindness and filial piety.
The more likely situation is that one of the parents wants to practice in seclusion, and it may have been more than ten years before they leave the seclusion. The children have not seen each other for many years, and the relationship between each other is naturally quite limited.
"Master Ling." Meng Qi hesitated, but still called out.
"Uncle Ling." Ling Ji insisted: "It's just a title, don't be so polite."
Meng Qi: "..."
"We can prepare to do it." It was Pei Mufeng who spoke.
Xue Chengxuan would definitely not be the first to interrupt Ling Ji at this time.
Qiao Ran didn't dare.
Ling Ji took a deep look at Meng Qi, then turned his head and said to several people who surrounded him one after another, "Okay."
"Then according to what I said just now, Senior Ling, Meng Qiqi, Sect Master Pei, plus Fellow Daoist Qin and..." Xue Chengxuan saw Ling Ji agree, and then said: "This..."
"Yun Qingyan." Yun Qingyan said.
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Yun." Xue Chengxuan glanced at Yun Qingyan thoughtfully.
The other party stood on the edge of the cliff on the top of the mountain, and the mountain wind made his robe flutter, like a sail full of wind. Obviously the current aura on his body is just a distraction, but standing with a senior who has been famous for a long time like Ling Ji, he will not be suppressed by the other party's aura at all.
Just this point alone is absolutely impossible for the others here.
Yun Qingyan glanced lightly at Xue Chengxuan's face, he was startled suddenly, quickly returned to his senses, and continued: "Several people stormed one of the city walls. Fellow Daoist Qiao and Daoist Yan and I will not show up for the time being, making them feel scruples."
"I'll go instead of Sect Master Pei." Yan Xuan, who had never spoken, said suddenly.
"Huh?" Xue Chengxuan was startled.
He is the son of Xue's eldest son, and he knows about Yan Xuan's affairs very well, so he doesn't think that the current Master Jingyuetian, who only has Qi training, is not strong enough.
But respecting each other and admiring each other is one thing.
Now it is time to storm the city wall of the Diziying, which is defended by the magic circle, and bringing someone who has cultivated in the Qi training period will only become a shortcoming.
"This..." Xue Chengxuan hesitated for a moment, then immediately smiled and said: "In that case, let Daoist Yan replace Sect Leader Pei."
He didn't ask Yan Xuan if he was sure, and he didn't ask how a practitioner who only practiced Qi was going to fight. It seemed that it was just an ordinary change of person. If Yan Xuan wanted to go, let him go. This is nothing more than a matter of course. .
After all, before Yan Xuan was injured, his reputation as a genius was still higher than that of Pei Mufeng.
"Can you do it?" Meng Qi reached out and stroked Yan Xuan's wrist while speaking, "Aren't you lacking spiritual energy?"
She asked directly: "We only have three lives."
Meng Qi reminded Yan Xuan.
She didn't doubt that Yan Xuan would want to die enough to go to the opposing camp three times, Yan Xuan would never do such a thing if he was as proud as he was.
What's more, if Yan Xuan could go to the opponent's camp, he would not have chosen to wander in Mirror Moon City before, nor would he be willing to join his own sect.
Xue Chengxuan: "..."
He couldn't help but look at Meng Qi, then at Yan Xuan.
"Do you have a solution?" Pei Mufeng asked very directly.
"En." Yan Xuan nodded, spread out his hands, and a golden lotus bloomed in the palm of his hand.
"This is..." Xue Chengxuan stared at the golden lotus for a moment, then suddenly took a breath, "This is... the Karma Red Lotus?!"
He couldn't believe his eyes, this legendary, real treasure.
It is said that as long as the person is not dead, as long as there is still breath, then putting a karmic fire red lotus into that person's spiritual sea can keep that person from dying.
Not only that, but it is said that the karmic fire red lotus can also help people overcome the catastrophe. It is a rare treasure in the Three Realms that can help everyone overcome the catastrophe.
It's just that this thing is too rare, and it is difficult for a single flower to appear in the world in hundreds of years.
After a long time, it became a real legend.
"It's just that the inner alchemy was damaged, so the spiritual sea is empty." Yan Xuan had nothing to hide in front of these people, "Yehuo Honglian can temporarily replace the inner alchemy, and it's okay to do it."
He said: "The other party doesn't know that I can make a move, and with Senior Ling Ji, they will surely mess up by surprise."
Yan Xuan said, turning his head to look at Pei Mufeng and the others: "They will definitely focus all their attention on the five of us. At this time, there are Brother Pei, Brother Xu, Brother Xue and Brother Qiao, and Pei Xuqiao. They are all sword cultivators, brother Xue is a medical cultivator, it would be good to bring back one or two people."
"En." Xue Chengxuan nodded.
His previous plan was just to let five people appear and the remaining four to hide, so that the other party would have some scruples and dare not put all their strength into the city wall they attacked.
Actually, it's kind of wasteful.
But there is no way, with Yan Xuan around, they have to be a little distracted to protect him.
Otherwise, with Yan Xuan's cultivation, it would be easy to be killed three times first. In this way, first, Yan Xuan will take up an opportunity to go to Diziying. Second, the small number of people on their side unintentionally made things worse.
Even if Yan Xuan's cultivation base only stays in the Qi training period after being injured, he is still the young master of Jingyuetian. Once he is directly killed three times in a row, for them, their morale will be much lower.
"Okay." Xue Chengxuan let out a long breath, "That's how it is."
"Which wall to fight?" Ling Ji asked, seeing that the person to fight had already decided.
Yan Xuan took a step forward, narrowing his eyes slightly to look at the city below. They were in the west of that city, facing the west side of the small city.
The northwest and east sides of the city are all cliffs, only the south side is not so steep, and a mountain road can be seen winding from the foot of the mountain to the city.
For cultivators, in fact, both sides are the same, it is not like walking on flat ground, but even Meng Qi doesn't care about the cliff.
"The city is not big, which is a good thing for them." When everyone was watching, Xue Chengxuan said: "No matter which city wall finds us, they can rush there in the shortest time. So now, there must be no focus of defense."
"From our place to the other side's city, there is almost no shelter, so it can be from any side, but the speed must be fast." Xue Chengxuan continued: "Since you can't hide your whereabouts, so fast is the best way to hide."
"Well." Yun Qingyan said suddenly: "It's not difficult to open a magic circle to hide the whereabouts of the five people."
He said flatly.
Xue Chengxuan: "..."
He only vaguely guessed Yun Qingyan's identity, but he didn't know what the strongest opponent was.
If Yun Qingyan is really the big man in the demon world that he thought, the other party has really been famous for a long time, and he is also famous for being mysterious.
The legend about him fighting with people in the Three Thousand Worlds is already a hundred years ago.
Xue Chengxuan is only in his twenties, let alone him, even his father can only be regarded as this late... junior.
He didn't even know if this big shot in the demon world should be regarded as a law cultivator or a sword cultivator or something...
Xue Chengxuan remembered that Yun Qingyan seemed to have said just now that Meng Qi was taught by him.
But no matter what he thought, why did he feel weird? Isn't Meng Qi the same medical practitioner as himself?
So what did he teach her?
Is it the medicine of the demon world?
And how about opening a magic circle?
…
Xue Chengxuan's head was full of questions, but he didn't ask Yun Qingyan, instead he smiled slightly and said, "So what Senior Yun meant..."
"Senior Yun?" Yun Qingyan looked at Xue Chengxuan with a half-smile, "You call me senior?"
Xue Chengxuan: "..."
"That's right." Yun Qingyan waved his sleeves, "Your Grandpa Zeng and I have met once, and even he would call me senior."
"Yes." Xue Chengxuan saluted him respectfully, "This junior has heard it mentioned by the elders at home."
"Meng Qi is my Taoist companion, you should also call her senior." Yun Qingyan ignored his politeness and said lightly.
Xue Chengxuan: "..."
Meng Qi: "..."
Now even Qin Xiumo, Qiao Ran and the others could see that Xue Chengxuan, a strong man from the demon world, did not like Xue Chengxuan.
But if you think about it, if your Taoist companion is coveted by the Xue family for such a reason, no one will be happy.
"Heh—" Yun Qingyan laughed lightly, obviously in a happy mood.
The corners of Ling Ji's lips could not help but twitch quickly.
He couldn't dislike Xue Chengxuan so much, after all, he was the eldest son of the Xue family, and he and Meng Qi were in the same league. In his eyes, he was much more reliable than Yun Qingyan, who was of unknown origin.
"Brother Yun, can you make it clearer?" Qin Xiumo took the words, "Dharma circle?"
"It's a very simple matter." Yun Qingyan raised his right hand and flicked across the air.
His fingers were slender, and his posture was beautiful and swift, but in the blink of an eye, a magic circle glowing with faint white light appeared in the air.
Yun Qingyan flicked it casually, and a few mysterious spirit stones were embedded in the magic circle.
He embraced Meng Qi's shoulders with a flick of his sleeve, and led her into the area covered by the magic circle.
Qin Xiumo and the others' eyes widened at once. They obviously took one step forward, and the two of them, together with the magic circle, disappeared out of nowhere in front of everyone's eyes.
Not only the figure disappeared, but even the breath disappeared.
Meng Qi and Yun Qingyan seemed to have completely disappeared and left here.
When everyone was stunned, Yun Qingyan took Meng Qi and appeared in front of everyone again.
They seem to step out of the void, from disappearing to appearing, they all seem so natural and easy.
Everyone gasped, the legend of the three-thousand-world array cultivation, the few people here have not heard of it at all.
However, weapon cultivation has declined for thousands of years. Even if Tianhai Pavilion obtained some ancient sect inheritances hundreds of years ago, it is only some progress in refining weapons.
Ling Ji's gaze suddenly became extremely deep.
He looked at Yun Qingyan quietly, and after a while, he slowly withdrew his gaze.
This guy…
This person has an extraordinary background.
"That's it." Yun Qingyan said, "How?"
"... Naturally... Naturally it is excellent!" Xue Chengxuan settled down and said, "In this case, it is okay to attack any city wall."
He paused, and then said: "Why don't you go to the South City, and we go directly to the West City, how about it?"
Nancheng is the only place where the road up the mountain is located. According to common sense, there are few of them, and if they want to attack the opponent unexpectedly, they will not choose Nancheng.
It is estimated that the cultivators of the Dizi Camp also thought that they would not choose this side, and the defense here should be the most lax.
"In that case, let's go now." Xue Chengxuan took another deep breath and said, "After an hour, no matter what the result is, we will return to this place to meet up. The number of opponents is much larger than mine, and there is a magic circle in the city to help, everyone must be careful."
"The four of us went down the mountain first." Xue Chengxuan looked at Meng Qi, and went down the mountain first with Qiao Ran and Pei Mufeng.
"This person is quite talented, he can bend and stretch." When the four of them walked away, Ling Ji looked at Xue Chengxuan's back and said.
Just now Yun Qingyan almost made Xue Chengxuan look bad in person. Although there was no malice, it also made him a little embarrassed.
He was only stunned for a moment, and immediately returned to normal, and when he spoke again, his tone did not change.
It's rare to have such a mind at such a young age.
It seems that Fengmeng's plan is not small.
Ling Ji didn't say this sentence, but just thought about it silently in his heart.
"Let's go too." Qin Xiumo said.
"Okay." Pei Mufeng nodded.
Several people stood under Yun Qingyan's magic circle one after another, and rushed down the mountain.
Meng Qi stood under the magic circle, looking at the faint white light falling from her side.
This array...
Her mind moved slightly, which was also taught by Yun Qingyan.
Being able to cover up the practitioner's aura is extremely useful for medical practitioners who are not strong in combat. When in danger, relying on this may be able to escape.
However, Meng Qi's cultivation level was too low at that time, and this magic circle could easily be seen through by enemies with higher cultivation bases than himself.
So she's pretty much useless.
At this time, seeing Yun Qingyan use it, he walked beside him, and the faint white light falling from the magic circle protected them...
She suddenly had an ups and downs—
Master Qingyan really has no secrets from her!
Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat, her eyes dropped, and she looked at Yun Qingyan's hand hanging by her side.
Not only did he save her and accompany her, but he also passed on what he had learned to her without reservation.
In this world... how can there be such a good person? !
And she met her!
No wonder she was always misunderstood and wronged by others in the past. Although she did good deeds, there were often no good results in the end...
Probably because all her luck was used to meet Yun Qingyan!
Meng Qi only felt that his heart suddenly became clear.
To be honest, she was somewhat dissatisfied with what happened in her previous life.
After all, it is really not a pleasant thing to save people, always be misunderstood, and always be hurt by people who have been diagnosed and treated by themselves.
But as long as you think about it, it's all for meeting Yun Qingyan, those misunderstandings and hurts seem to be nothing.
Meng Qi's hand suddenly brushed against a warm skin.
As soon as she lowered her head, she saw Yun Qingyan's slender fingertips brushing against her wrist.
When he was about to leave, he slightly curled his fingers and gently scratched Meng Qi's palm.
Meng Qi: "..."
She couldn't help pursing her lips and chuckling, feeling a strange feeling in her heart.
That taste is very strange, not all happy, not all satisfied, but it makes her step on every step, as if stepping on a cloud, and even her heart becomes soft, she always feels that everything she sees is bright sunshine.
"Be careful." Yan Xuan lowered his voice, "The four of them have already arrived."
Pei Mufeng and the others have already reached the foot of the mountain.
Because the mountain where Diziying is located is surrounded by cliffs that go up and down on all sides except for the south. So the foot of the mountain has become the best hiding place.
Pei Mufeng and others leaned against the mountain wall, but the cultivators in the city on the mountain couldn't see them.
Meng Qi took a deep breath to drive out the distracting thoughts in her mind.
What she has to do now is to become stronger, and work hard to become stronger. Only when she is strong enough can she...
She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her eyes were extremely clear.
Meng Qi brushed her storage kit with her fingers, and the silver medicine knife was already in her hand.
She held a handful of mysterious spirit stones in her left hand, and the Five Spirit Cauldron had also left the Linghai Sea, turning into a small palm-sized cauldron, floating on the side of her head.
Two soft sounds of "Zheng" and "Zheng", Qin Xiumo and Ling Ji's natal long swords both floated out, hanging around the five of them.
Yan Xuan spread out his left hand, and a crescent moon rose from his palm.
He is the young suzerain of Jingyuetian, and his talisman is also in the shape of a crescent moon.
Before he was injured, Yan Xuan was invincible among his peers in this place where the bright moon was rising.
Now that the bright moon has been covered in dust for two years, it finally sees the sun again, and the talisman, which is already connected with its master, trembles a few times, as if it is overjoyed.
This time, even Ling Ji and Yun Qingyan took another look at Yan Xuan.
Especially Yun Qingyan, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.
But he quickly withdrew his gaze and said to Meng Qi, "Be careful for a while."
He paused, and then said: "The magic circle at the city gate is only for defense. After entering the city, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning will attack people. But inside the sentry tower on the city wall, there are small sword circles and small magic circles." .”
"Yeah." Meng Qi nodded.
They could all hear Yun Qingyan's words.
"The attack power of the sword array and magic circle in the sentry tower is not strong, which is roughly equivalent to a blow from a Nascent Soul cultivator, so they may not use those sentry towers." He continued: "But I see that the four walls Material and orientation, the sentry towers on the four walls should be another formation."
Meng Qi's heart suddenly moved.
"Then if it's time for us to defend the city, wouldn't we be able to use these sentry towers?" She asked hastily.
"Hehe." Ling Ji smiled and said, "It's only if they can persist until then, Xiao Meng Qi."
"That's right." Yun Qingyan also said calmly.
Meng Qi: "..."
Qin Xiumo: "..."
Yan Xuan: "..."
Meng Qi is alright, Qin Xiumo and Yan Xuan are geniuses among the younger generation who have become famous since they were young, and they think they are already crazy and proud.
But compared with these two seniors, it is really incomparable!
In any case, under the magic circle, the atmosphere among the five people is quite relaxed.
Several people, including Meng Qi, were not slow on their feet, and they reached the foot of the mountain very quickly.
"I'll take you up." Yun Qingyan had already put his arms around Meng Qi's shoulders while speaking.
"Let's go." Yan Xuan nodded.
The five people only stayed at the foot of the mountain for a moment, and immediately rose from the ground.
Meng Qi only felt warmth on her shoulders, and the wind had already blown past her ears.
Yun Qingyan's speed may not be so fast, in the blink of an eye, the land at the foot of the mountain has already moved away from them, and the small town on the top of the mountain suddenly appeared in front of her.
There were two soft "swooshes", and it was Qin Xiumo and Ling Ji who made the first move.
Qin Xiumo's Dark Cloud Peak swordsmanship double cultivation, but the main means of attack is the long sword, but they can give the natal long sword a magic attribute.
Every time the sword comes out, the wind and rain accompany it, and the momentum is quite astonishing.
Ling Ji was exactly the opposite of him.
His sword was originally extremely narrow and thin, and its speed was extremely fast. It passed through the air as fast as lightning, and often before his opponent saw anything, the cold sword was already on his neck.
The two stepped on the land on the top of the mountain, waved their hands, and the long swords had already attacked forward.
Meng Qi only felt that Yan Xuan, who had been walking in front of her, had already charged up as soon as her feet stepped on the ground.
The bright moon in his palm flashed, and a thick fog suddenly surged in the sky.
The thick fog spread rapidly, not only hiding himself in it, but also the long swords of Qin Xiumo and Ling Ji were also hidden in the thick fog.
It is the first time for the three of them to cooperate, but it seems that they have practiced thousands of times, and they have a perfect understanding.
Meng Qi was a little dazzled.
She knew that it wasn't because of how familiar or understanding they were, but that they were indeed the strongest among the three thousand world cultivators, and they were geniuses.
It only takes one glance, and you will naturally know how to cooperate with the opponent.
Let go of the hand on Meng Qi's shoulder, and Yun Qingyan also took a step forward.
His fingers quickly slid across the air, and dots of light gathered at his fingertips.
Soon, those starlights disappeared into the thick fog.
Meng Qi took a deep breath and moved her fingers quickly.
Seven or eight elixir and spirit flowers flew out of her storage kit and threw them into her Five Spirit Cauldron.
With a flick of her finger, a mysterious spirit stone held in her left hand flew out and embedded in the belly of the Five Spirit Cauldron.
The light flashed, but the bitter medicinal fragrance came out from the belly of the cauldron in an instant.
She waved her hand, and a ball of dark green liquid flew up from the Five Spirit Cauldron, but also disappeared into the dense fog.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
From the time Meng Qi set foot on the land on the top of the mountain to the moment when the refined medicine was sent into the dense fog, it was only a matter of a few breaths.
At this time, Yun Qingyan's magic circle was still hanging above their heads.
He is the real king of the magic circle, and all the cultivators in the three realms combined, it may be difficult for anyone to fight him on this.
Don't say you want to hide five people, even if it's five thousand, even if you stand in front of you, you won't let the other side find the slightest trace.
Here they have the natal long sword, the natal magic weapon and the alchemy, but on the opposite wall, they didn't realize it at all.
Until seeing the dark green concoction sinking into the thick fog, the whole thick fog turned green and weird.
Only then did Yun Qingyan wave his hand and put away the magic circle above their heads.
"Ah—someone is coming up!" On the opposite city wall, there was an exclamation.
Even Meng Qi, the weakest among them, couldn't help it: "..."
"They are attacking!"
"Someone is coming up the mountain!"
"what is that?!"
"Green mist...they have medical repairs! It's poisonous!!! Everyone be careful!"
"Be careful, they should be hiding behind the thick fog, everyone be careful!"
"Be alert! Prepare to activate the magic circle!"
"Don't mess around, there are few of them!"
…
On the city wall, it became noisy in an instant.
However, the defenders of the city were all elite disciples from various sects after all, but they calmed down after a while.
Diziying obviously discussed countermeasures, and the city wall was in chaos for a moment, and then it immediately glowed brightly.
All kinds of natal magic weapons, natal long swords, and the defensive magic circle on the city wall have already been activated.
But at this time, the green fog had already rushed over the city wall.
"Attack!" The thick fog blocked Meng Qi, she couldn't see clearly what was going on on the city wall, but she could hear the voice from the opposite side.
Ling Ji and Qin Xiumo looked at each other and nodded to each other.
The cultivators on the city wall saw two long swords coming out of the thick fog and attacking them extremely quickly.
As soon as Qin Xiumo's long sword came out, the wind and rain suddenly blew up.
Immediately, someone exclaimed: "It's Dark Cloud Peak! It's Qin Xiumo from Dark Cloud Peak!!!"
Immediately afterwards, a dense voice of "Dangdang Dangdang" sounded, and a sword repairer drew out his sword, and confronted Qin Xiumo.
On the other side, Ling Ji's long sword was almost hidden in the air, and none of the practitioners noticed that a long sword that was so narrow and thin, so thin that it was almost transparent, had already come to the city wall.
until…
"Ahh—" Suddenly, a cultivator screamed in pain: "Little—"
His voice stopped abruptly.
Ling Ji's sword was too fast, so fast that he didn't react until his neck felt cold, and he gave a warning.
But before he could finish his sentence, a white light fell from the sky and enveloped him.
When the white light dissipated, the cultivator had disappeared on the city wall.
At that moment, the city wall seemed to be quiet.
All the cultivators on the southern city wall stopped breathing for a moment. Although they knew that the cultivators in Tianziying, especially Pei Mufeng, Qin Xiumo, and Xue Chengxuan, were all strong among their peers. A genius cultivator who was used by his master to motivate him.
But among these people, not many have actually fought against them.
Even if they have fought against each other, how can the usual sparring be compared with today's.
They originally thought that the cultivators who could enter the Ten Absolute Mountains would be the three most outstanding young disciples of the ten sects of the Four Realms.
Even if it is not as good as Qin Xiumo and others, it is not too far behind.
And there are many of them.
It's really much!
A fraction of the number of people on their side is already more than the number of people in Tianziying.
Under such an absolute superiority in numbers, there are magic circles in the city to help defend the city.
The cultivators of the Dizi Camp almost took it for granted that the people in the Tianzi Camp should stand still until the twenty-fourth hour, and then attack them by surprise, and take away one person as one person.
Otherwise, they might not even be able to defend the city.
But no one expected that it didn't take long before even they figured out the main magic circle in the city and allocated their manpower, the people from Tianziying had already attacked.
Not only did they attack, but they sent away a cultivator in their camp as soon as they attacked.
This is also... too fast!
It was so fast that all the camps were now on the south wall, and the cultivators who witnessed this scene felt a chill run down their backs.
They originally thought that their own numbers had an absolute advantage.
But if the opponent can keep killing at such a speed, will this advantage be wiped out? !
Such a crushing advantage makes most people feel scared!
"This is not the sword of those two people in Xingluo Pavilion!" Someone suddenly said loudly.
Pei Mufeng was a member of Tianziying from the beginning, and everyone was watching on the grassland at that time, so there was no doubt about it.
Later, Xu Zijun left suddenly, everyone discussed it, and it was estimated that he had gone to his senior brother, so he didn't think much about it.
It's just that everyone did some calculations. In this way, there will be one more sword cultivator at Tianziying.
Fortunately, afterward, no one left from Diziying.
At this time, some cultivators who were familiar with Pei Mufeng had already shouted out, and they recognized that this was not the sword of Xingluo Pavilion.
Soon another voice shouted: "Qin Xiumo's sword is this."
"It's not Qiao Ran's either! Qiao Ran won't be so fast!" Someone said immediately.
Even if these disciples from the top ten sects are not from the same sect, they are no strangers to outstanding disciples from other sects.
The only stranger to them was probably Meng Qi.
After all, this is a small sect that most people have never heard of, and it is still a casual cultivator with no sect or sect.
"Ahhh—" Another scream sounded, and another cultivator didn't realize what happened, so he felt a chill on his neck.
He didn't even feel the pain, the white beam of light landed and sent him away.
The entire city wall was instantly silent.
Everyone's breathing became a little heavy, which was terrible. How long did it take for the two swords to appear, and they were already sent away.
What was even more frightening was that another long sword burst out to injure people, and then disappeared immediately.
Until now, everyone only had time to see a silver shadow flash by, and they didn't even see the whole picture of the sword clearly.
But no matter what, this is not the sword that the other party and the others they know will have.
This is really... horrible!
"Where's the magic circle?!"
On the city wall, someone suddenly shouted: "Why hasn't the magic circle been activated yet?!"
As his words fell, the walls of Nancheng suddenly lit up with colorful light.
The light shot up into the sky, directly protecting everyone on the city wall in the city.
With two soft "clank" sounds, the long swords of Ling Ji and Qin Xiumo were forced out of the city wall.
Neither of them hesitated, and the two swords were instantly submerged in the green fog.
"God!" The cultivators on the city wall, who were just in shock, watched this scene.
Until now, most of them only saw a silver shadow flashing across the colorful light curtain protecting them, and only then did they see where Ling Ji's long sword was.
Suddenly, a cultivator stared wide-eyed, looking in disbelief at the direction where Ling Ji's long sword appeared just now.
"I... how do I feel..." He opened his mouth, feeling incredible to himself.
The cultivator's lips trembled slightly, completely oblivious to the dozens of gazes that suddenly focused on his face.
"What do you think?" Another cultivator couldn't help asking after waiting for a while but couldn't wait for the next sentence.
"I think..." The cultivator still seemed unbelievable, opened his mouth, opened his mouth again, and couldn't say anything for a long time.
"What do you think?! Talk!" A female nun standing beside him stomped her feet and said dissatisfiedly, "Say it first!"
"That sword... don't you think it looks familiar?" The stunned cultivator with trembling lips looked at another female cultivator beside him, and said, "Senior Sister, does it look like... Does it look like Uncle Seven?" ... No! Is it the door master's sword?"
This cultivator is another disciple of Duankongmen who entered Shijue Mountain.
After he finished speaking, the female cultivator beside him was stunned.
The Seventh Master Uncle, of course, is Ling Ji, the new head of the Duankong Sect, the strong man who is defeated even by their master in just a cup of tea.
When he was young, he once crushed the Four Realms with a sword, making it difficult for his fellow swordsmen to struggle!
"No way?!" The female cultivator called "Senior Sister" still had to be more calm after all.
She shook her head: "It is impossible for the sect master to appear here, don't forget, this place is the Ten Absolute Mountains."
With the protection of the magic circle, they were not so anxious.
After all, the long sword that sent two people away in a row was also blocked by the city wall magic circle. At least they were safe in the city.
"But..." The cultivator still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by his senior sister, "If the sect master really came in person, there is no need to compare, we just admit defeat and just..."
Before she could finish a sentence, she froze.
Not only her, almost all the cultivators on the entire southern city wall were stunned.
After the thick fog that was getting greener and greener, the green-robed male cultivator suddenly came out in a flash.
He seems to be in his forties, but what the years have left him has never been ravages, but a kind of charm that has settled down, which is difficult for young cultivators to possess.
The current Ling Ji still looks handsome and charming.
What's more, he also has a sword that has amazed the Four Realms. Many elders of the cultivators here have been defeated by that sword.
"It's really... it's..." The young male cultivator who broke the empty door lightly gritted his teeth together and made a "crack" sound.
Their seventh uncle, three months ago, was just the most mysterious and lazy existence in the sect.
Although many young disciples have heard the legendary stories of his youth, those stories are too far away from them, so far away that after they entered the Duan Kongmen, they have never seen this Seventh Master Uncle do anything again.
—They couldn't imagine how brilliant the long sword that stirred up the mountains and rivers of the four realms was, and all they saw was Uncle Seven who didn't seem to care about anything.
It was really difficult for them to connect the powerful sword god with the lazy Seventh Master Uncle in the door.
until that day...
The disciples who were in the Duankong Sect that day will probably never forget that day in their entire lives.
I can't forget the sword light that suddenly appeared in the lobby of the door that day, and I can't forget the Seventh Master Uncle who came out of the lobby with his hands behind his back that day, as if he had turned into the sharpest long sword in the world.
Naturally, I can't forget my masters who can only follow behind the seventh master uncle and bow their heads silently.
The two disciples on the wall of the southern city happened to stay inside the gate that day.
They just saw the suspected Ling Ji sword, and they were already too scared to speak.
Seeing the real person appearing in front of him at this time, the young male cultivator was only stunned for a moment, and quickly put away his natal long sword, and saluted Ling Ji: "Master."
The same is true for the female cultivator of Duankongmen, even if there is still a protective magic circle separated by the city wall, even after leaving Shijue Mountain, no one will remember what happened here.
But they couldn't forget the sword energy they saw in the sect that day.
The vertical and horizontal sword energy can really stir up the situation in the four worlds, and they also believe that it is enough to make all cultivators terrified.
Ling Ji glanced lightly over the two Duankong City disciples.
As soon as he beckoned, his sword was already out.
This time, everyone saw that the narrow and slender long sword stabbed at the colorful light of the defensive circle like a ghost.
"Ding ding ding..." a dense voice sounded.
All the cultivators on the city wall were still immersed in the shock caused by the sudden appearance of Ling Ji, the leader of Duankong Gate, and none of them realized what they should do now.
Until hearing the movement here, the Dizi builders who came to help appeared on the city wall.
"What are you doing?!"
The one who led the team to support was a Dharma cultivator who happened to be Jing Yuetian's disciple and Yan Xuan's senior brother, but not his father's disciple.
He looked at the stunned people on the city wall, and then at the long sword piercing across the colorful light curtain of the magic circle, he couldn't help feeling angry.
"What are you doing?! Are you stunned?!"
He is a disciple of the No. 1 Dharma Cultivation Sect in the Four Realms, and he is naturally not an ordinary person who can stand out from Jing Yuetian's disciples of the same generation.
Although not as good as Yan Xuan before the injury, he is still a well-known Dharma cultivator in the Three Thousand Worlds.
"Ling...Master Ling!" A cultivator answered him.
"What Master Ling?!" The Jingyuetian disciple frowned, and was about to scold him when his gaze suddenly swept across the dark green fog.
"!!!" His eyes widened, and his eyes fell on the crescent moon above the thick fog.
"Yan... Junior Brother Yan?!" The Jingyuetian disciple looked at this scene in disbelief.
Jingyuetian is one of the sects with the oldest inheritance in the Four Realms of the Three Thousand Worlds.
The disciples in the sect almost use the same method of sacrificial talismans, so the natal talismans of Jingyuetian disciples are almost all the moon.
The natal magic weapon of ordinary disciples is mostly a full moon.
The higher the talent, the smaller the moon.
If he can walk like a crescent moon, he is basically the most talented disciple in the sect.
At this time, above the dark green fog, the crescent moon was like a hook, emitting a soft light.
The moonlight poured down like mercury and fell on the thick fog. If it weren't for the thick fog that had turned dark green, this scene would actually be beautiful.
That Jingyuetian disciple is naturally very familiar with his younger brother, not to mention the other three Jingyuetian disciples who entered Shijue Mountain this time, none of their natal magic weapons are like a crescent moon.
"No... Impossible!" He quickly shook his head, denying his own thoughts first.
If it was really Junior Brother Yan Xuan, he was injured so badly, and now he is only practicing Qi cultivation, so it is impossible for him to be so strong.
But there was another voice in his heart: he had completed the third test, joined the Tianzi Camp, and stood side by side with Pei Mufeng and others. His injury might heal early!
"Junior Brother Yan?" Several cultivators who were closer to that disciple of Jingyuetian obviously heard his words, they all looked at the man in disbelief, and asked, "Which Junior Brother Yan?!"
There is only one Junior Brother Yan in Jingyuetian!
Yan Shunbei only has such a son!
The one who can make the face of such a Jingyuetian disciple change color, even without thinking, he knows who it is.
One Ling Ji is not counted, now there is another Yan Xuan? !
Those cultivators were stunned.
"What are you in a daze for?!" Suddenly someone shouted: "No matter who the opponent is, is it time for us to be in a daze? When they broke through the defensive circle of the city wall, you just saw how terrifying his sword is! "
"Are we just standing here waiting for him to send us all away?!"
"That's right!"
"Let's do it!"
"Do it!"
"We can't sit still!"
"Yes! You can't sit still!"
…
For a while, the city wall became noisy again.
It's just that the cultivators on the city wall of the Dizi Camp probably didn't realize it. They just thought that they had an absolute advantage in numbers and could crush the Tianzi Camp.
Now it turns out to use "can't sit still" to encourage ourselves and cheer each other up.
Meng Qi and the others are much more calm.
They didn't expect Ling Ji to be able to completely shock all the cultivators in Zhudizi Camp by himself. These cultivators are not weak.
But it's enough to frighten them, to be stunned for a moment.
In Meng Qi's Five Spirit Cauldron, the medicinal liquid was churning, bubbling and bubbling tiny bubbles.
Soon, she waved her hand again, and a cloud of liquid medicine sank into the thick fog, and the dark green fog instantly became darker.
She touched it with her hand, and a few more elixir fell into her Five Spirit Cauldron.
Now even Yan Xuan and Qin Xiumo were a little surprised——
How many elixir did Meng Qi prepare? !
Her storage bag is like a bottomless pit, and the elixir in it seems to be inexhaustible.
Not to mention, the mysterious spirit stones that she keeps popping up.
"Meng Qi, how many elixirs have you prepared?" Yan Xuan finally couldn't help asking.
Meng Qi continued to refine the medicine and thought for a while, how to describe this?
To put it simply, she practiced like this for three days and three nights, and the elixir in her storage kit was enough for her to use for a long time.
You know, before going to Falling Star Sea, she bought a large batch of elixir.
After leaving Falling Star Sea, she added a large amount.
Meng Qi now buys medicines with Mystic Spirit Stones. As long as it's not that kind of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, common elixir, one Mysterious Spirit Stone can buy too much.
"About two hundred elixir of mysterious spirit stones." Meng Qi said after thinking about it.
"Uh..." Even the young sect master of Jingyuetian was shocked by this number.
Of course, it's not like he hasn't seen so many mysterious spirit stones. Jingyuetian is also the number one Dharma cultivation sect in the three thousand worlds.
But Meng Qi is just a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he carries two hundred mysterious spirit stone elixir with him...
It's too...
"... and spirit flowers and fruits worth about two hundred mysterious spirit stones." Meng Qi didn't finish.
"Two hundred mysterious beast medicinal materials." Meng Qi said again.
The exotic animal medicinal materials naturally refer to the parts of the exotic animal that can be used as medicinal materials.
Yan Xuan: "..."
Qin Xiumo: "..."
This time even Ling Ji who heard it said: "..."
That is to say, they are all from great sects, and they are not medical practitioners. If Xue Chengxuan was here, he would have been stunned by this time.
Even if it was him, he wouldn't carry so many elixir with him.
It's not a question of whether it can fit or not, the storage kits used by practitioners, the more expensive ones can basically hold a lot of things.
But there are really not so many spirit stones.
Xue Chengxuan, as the strongest among the young disciples of the world's number one medical cultivator sect, only came to Shijue Mountain this time with a hundred mysterious spirit stones on his body.
His father prepared a medicine kit for him and his sister, which contained some commonly used elixir and some rarer elixir, and the total would not exceed ten mysterious spirit stones.
Meng Qi, a Nascent Soul cultivator, has so many mysterious spirit stones at such a young age, these people find it incredible.
Qin Xiumo spends a lot of time with her. He knew that Meng Qi should be rich, but he never thought that she would have so many mysterious spirit stones.
This time, even Meng Qi and the others were quiet for a moment.
Ling Ji's long sword was still jingling on the defensive light curtain of the city wall, and Qin Xiumo's long sword had already flown over to help.
"There's nothing they can do with this defensive barrier in a short time." The cultivators on the city wall looked at it for a while, and immediately cheered.
No matter how powerful Ling Ji's long sword is, he is just a distracted Dzogchen cultivator after all.
Although it was possible to send away two cultivators in a flash, it still couldn't break the defensive circle of the city wall activated by the four cultivators.
The cultivators of Diziying were a little relieved.
Even Ling Ji couldn't help it, and the other few people must be even more helpless.
They cheered up again, and the natal long sword and natal magic weapon were lined up on the city wall, which was quite spectacular.
"Junior Brother Yan." Jingyuetian's disciple raised his voice and called out: "You should leave first. After more than 20 hours, it's up to you to defend, and then you should have an advantage."
No one responded to him, Yan Xuan acted as if he didn't hear him at all.
"Okay." Yun Qingyan said.
"Hmm." Meng Qi nodded, she just sent the last ball of green medicinal liquid into the thick fog.
"Although there are various schools of cultivators in the three thousand worlds, sword cultivation, medical cultivation, array cultivation..." Yun Qingyan said: "In the final analysis, they all rely on spiritual energy."
As he spoke, he spread out his palm, and there was a small spirit stone lying quietly on it.
Although the spirit stone is small, it shines brightly, looks crystal clear, and is very beautiful.
The eyes of Yan Xuan and others were attracted, and they glanced casually.
Then, they were all stunned.
This is... the Sky Spirit Stone? !
Tiandixuan third-level spirit stone.
1,000 mysterious spirit stones can be exchanged for one earth spirit stone, and 1,000 earth spirit stones can be exchanged for one sky spirit stone.
Even those cultivators who come from great sects find it difficult to see such things as the Heavenly Spirit Stone.
Such a sky spirit stone is almost all the wealth of many sects.
and…
They looked at Yun Qingyan, then at Meng Qi.
Are these two in class? !
Yun Qingyan said before that it was true that Meng Qi was taught by himself, but everyone had no idea how this teaching was done at the time.
Until just now, I heard that Yun Qingyan saw clearly the defensive circle of the city wall with just a glance, and even analyzed it once for Meng Qi.
Qin Xiumo, Yan Xuan and others didn't practice magic circles, so they couldn't understand what Yun Qingyan said.
But Meng Qi listened with gusto, nodded from time to time, and asked a few questions.
Just like that, the two of them talked and listened to each other, and then Meng Qi started to refine the medicine. Yun Qingyan signaled everyone to slow down their attacks, and let Meng Qi try without breaking through the defensive magic circle on the city wall.
Qin Xiumo naturally had no objection.
It is impossible for Ling Ji to object.
Yan Xuan was a little curious, but he would not object.
They also saw and listened to the words and movements of the builders on the city wall.
The cultivators on the city walls didn't know, they thought the magic circle could block Ling Ji and the others, but they just stopped and waited for Meng Qi to make a move.
What's more, from the beginning to the end, the king of the magic circle never made a move at all.
"This city wall defensive magic circle requires four people to activate it." Yun Qingyan said again: "The aura is endless, and it is naturally connected with the magic circle, which cannot be broken for a moment. Poison can not only attack the practitioner along the flesh and blood meridians, It’s also possible to follow the aura.”
"I understand." Meng Qi nodded obediently, and immediately asked again: "What if they don't use cultivators to activate the magic circle, but use spirit stones?"
"Hmm." Yun Qingyan nodded and praised: "That's a good question, if this is the case, then it will be more difficult."
"... They won't." Qin Xiumo said suddenly.
"Yes! They won't use spirit stones to activate such a large circle." Yan Xuan said immediately.
"Huh?" Meng Qi looked at the two of them and was stunned.
"Such a large magic circle requires four distracted cultivators to continuously infuse spiritual energy to activate it. If you change the spirit stones, you need four mysterious spirit stones, and the maintenance time will not be too long." Ling Ji said.
Duankongmen is good at sword formations, and he is one of the few people who knows some magic formations except Yun Qingyan.
"Yes." Yan Xuan nodded, "That's the Xuanling Stone..."
He said.
Meng Qi looked at Yan Xuan and nodded, "I see."
She now has a lot of spirit stones, but she still remembers the time when she couldn't even afford a Jackdaw Grass with 20 eighth-grade spirit stones.
"So they must be relying on cultivators, not spirit stones. Otherwise, it would cost more than a dozen mysterious spirit stones for a while?" Yan Xuan said again.
"Okay." Meng Qi nodded.
No doubt, she waved her hand.
Wuling Cauldron made a muffled sound, and was completely submerged in the dark green thick fog.
"Let's do it!" Meng Qi nodded towards Yan Xuan.
Although there was a crescent moon hanging above the dense dark green fog, it had stayed where it was for too long.
Almost untouched since its appearance.
The cultivators on the city wall paid attention to the thick fog at first, but then gradually turned their attention away.
But the color of the dense fog was too dark, and everyone noticed it immediately when it moved.
"Moved!"
"The fog is moving!"
"What is it going to do?! Could it be that Yan Xuan has a solution to the magic circle that even Ling Ji can't break through?!"
"Don't you think the color looks a little weird? Is there something wrong?"
"Is this the way your Jing Yuetian's technique is?"
…
While those cultivators carefully watched Ling Ji and Qin Xiumo's long swords, they also paid attention to the dense green fog.
"Hahaha, look!" Suddenly a cultivator pointed forward and shouted.
Everyone followed the instructions and saw the dense green fog lying softly on the light curtain of the magic circle, completely blocking the outside.
There is no way to use the magic circle light curtain at all!
Many cultivators thought silently in their hearts.