At this time, there was already some chaos in the apricot forest.
The three elders of the Medical Cultivation Cultivation Association stood on the mountain peak, condescendingly looking down at the chaotic scene below.
The three of them looked at each other, their faces sinking like water.
Since the establishment of the Medical Cultivation Dharma Association two thousand years ago, and it has been held every ten years, there has never been such a scene.
Even at the beginning, when everything was not so mature, there had never been such a chaotic situation.
Someone is provoking the Medical Cultivation Association and the majesty of the Medical Cultivation Association Alliance!
The elder standing on the far left looked beside him.
Next to them is where the Fengmeng is.
Xue Chuan, Wen Su and others stood in awe, looking at the entrance with cold eyes.
Behind Xue Chuan, Xue Lingfeng grabbed her elder sister's sleeve, stepped on her feet and looked forward: "What happened? I seem to have heard someone mention Third Sister?"
Xue Zichen raised her eyebrows slightly, and said coldly: "It can't be your third sister, she should stay in Xuecheng. Since father doesn't allow her to come to Xingluo City, then she will never appear here."
"But..." Xue Lingfeng opened his mouth, wanting to say something else.
Xue Zichen's gaze swept across her delicate and charming face, and said softly, "Little sister, it is not the Xue family who do not respect the spirit of the master of the Xue family."
Xue Lingfeng suddenly shut up, not daring to say more.
Xue Chengxuan was standing beside the two, and he also heard the conversation between the two younger sisters.
He looked at Xue Chuan, who stood proudly at the front with his back straight.
His father, the head of the Xue family, and the current head of the Fengmeng.
Xue Chengxuan hesitated, and asked in a low voice, "Father, shall I go and see?"
Xue Chuan did not speak, his gaze swept across the chaos below.
He raised his hand slightly, and nodded slightly to Wen Su beside him.
Wen Su took a step forward and coughed lightly.
His voice was not very high, but the cough clearly penetrated into the ears of every cultivator below.
It was deafening, and the attention of most cultivators turned from the injured and poisoned people to Wen Su and the others.
"Medical Cultivation Association, this year's Grand Competition has begun." Wen Su announced with a smile, "There are too many practitioners who are eligible to participate in the Grand Competition this year. We are very pleased. But the number of practitioners that can be accommodated by the Holy Land enchantment is limited. so… "
He waved his hand: "This is the first test, and those who are qualified to enter the holy land barrier to participate in the big competition will be selected. Please do it."
Wen Su spoke very slowly.
Every word was heard clearly in everyone's ears.
The cultivators who were originally in a mess below were all stunned. They looked at each other with a look of sudden realization in their eyes——
I see!
Many cultivators who intend to participate in the Grand Competition immediately began to reflect on whether they were too panicked and overwhelmed just now.
Have these been seen by the mighty ones standing on the mountain
Is it already out
The chaotic order suddenly became orderly.
A sneer flashed across Wen Su's eyes, and he took a step back.
At the same time, his son Wen He was quietly withdrawing from the disciples of the Wind Alliance, went around behind the disciples, and rushed to the mountain peak of Xingluo Pavilion from behind.
"Pavilion Master Pei." Wen He hurriedly walked to Pei Mufeng's side, "Please Pavilion Master Pei to stop that person outside the Holy Land."
"En." Pei Mufeng responded lightly.
"Pavilion Master." The Xingluo Pavilion Elder standing beside Pei Mufeng said, "I'll go."
"No, I'll go." Pei Mufeng said lightly.
He spread out, and the doctors and cultivators on the grass all focused on the injured disciples.
No one noticed that the black shadow in mid-air, the swift and unparalleled black shadow flashed past.
Under the mountain, the cultivators who had been quiet for a moment became a little confused again.
Some cultivators who originally hid far behind, were not prepared to participate in this matter, and wanted to recharge their batteries for the next big competition, when they heard that this was the first test of the big competition, they rushed forward.
The three wounded sect disciples were surrounded instantly.
Some medical practitioners simply summoned their talismans, countless faint lights flashed, and they rushed towards the injured disciple lying on the ground one after another.
"Here's another one!" There was another exclamation from the crowd.
"There are also here!"
"This is too!"
…
But this time, the doctors were not so nervous.
There were a total of seven injured disciples, five men and two women, all of them were young disciples from great sects.
Some of them were rolling on the ground in pain.
Some were frozen stiff, and their teeth rattled.
Some seemed to be all right, but they were so weak that they couldn't stand up no matter what.
With the help of Sikong Xing, Meng Qi put in a lot of effort and finally squeezed to the side of the injured person who was suspected to be Xue Jinwen.
At this time, the surroundings of the seven injured disciples were already crowded with people.
She stood on tiptoe, but she couldn't see whether it was Xue Jinwen lying on the ground among the people.
"It's Xue Jinwen." Su Junmo's figure spread out, entering and exiting quickly.
He returned to Meng Qi's side and said in a low voice, "Miss Xue Jiasan."
Meng Qi frowned, and looked back at the Fengmeng people on the mountain peak.
She couldn't see the expressions of those people clearly, but she could see that from Xue Chuan down, everyone seemed to be indifferent, standing quietly on the top of the mountain.
"What is the Medical Cultivation Association doing!" Su Junmo felt weird, "Even if we want to screen people, it shouldn't be such a mess."
"It's not screening." Meng Qi whispered.
Her voice is very low, and the surroundings are messy. If you don't stand beside her and listen carefully, you won't notice what she said at all.
"Pavilion Master Pei went out just now." Meng Qi said, "It's really the so-called primary election they are preparing, and Pavilion Master Pei will be needed?"
Su Junmo heard the words and looked towards the mountain peak. Sure enough, among the crowd in Xingluo Pavilion, the handsome and tall young figure had disappeared.
"...you really care about him." He looked at Meng Qi strangely, not even noticing that Pei Mufeng was agile and quick enough.
Meng Qi actually noticed.
"En." Meng Qi responded casually.
She looked up at Su Junmo: "I want to go in and see sister Xue, can you help me?"
If it was as Su Junmo and the others had expected, the person who hurt Xue Lingfeng was to make the Alliance of Medical Cultivators feel ashamed.
The person who shot today is probably also him.
This person is good at poison, and the magic circle is also...
Meng Qi was not very good at judging, but at least for the vast majority of medical practitioners, he knew enough magic circles.
"Okay." Su Junmo nodded, "I'm offended."
The sleeves of his long robe fell down, completely covering his hands, and then gently supported Meng Qi's waist through the sleeves.
Su Junmo moved as fast as a ghost, and the cultivators around them only saw a white shadow flash by.
He had already wrapped Meng Qi into the crowd and stood closest to Xue Jinwen.
Su Junmo immediately withdrew his hand on Meng Qi's waist, and he waved his sleeves to protect her.
Those medical practitioners didn't react at all, they saw a young female cultivator who was about seventeen or eighteen years old in a green robe squatting down.
"Sister Xue." Meng Qi's eyes flickered slightly, looking at the woman lying quietly on the ground.
The other party was really the Miss Xue San she met in Tianwaitian, Xue Jinwen who was in charge of drug identification at the Xuanzihao auction house.
At this moment, Xue Jinwen opened his eyes wide and looked straight ahead.
Her whole body was stiff, lying on the ground like a puppet, she was not as charming and gentle as when they met the previous few times.
Meng Qi's heart shuddered, she flicked her sleeves, and put the silk gloves on her hands again.
"Hey, where did this little girl come from?"
Among the practitioners around, almost all of them are above Jindan, and there are several who have already entered the Nascent Soul Stage.
They were originally surrounding Xue Jinwen, but suddenly they saw a young cultivator at the front of the crowd.
Upon closer inspection, he was still a foundation builder.
"Which Taoist friend's disciple is this?" Immediately someone said: "Come and take it back."
"This is not a place for you to have fun, get out of the way."
"Why are the foundation builders here to join in the fun?"
…
The cultivators were chattering, trying to get Meng Qi out of the way.
Su Junmo glanced around, and stood firmly behind Meng Qi.
"It's Su Junmo." Someone recognized him, "It's the sky demon noble Su Junmo who has been in the Three Thousand Worlds all year round."
"That Su Junmo who has a good relationship with Fengmeng."
"Then this foundation builder, is it a child of the four major families?"
…
There were all kinds of voices talking about it, and Meng Qi seemed to have never heard of it.
She stretched out her hand and gently pinched Xue Jinwen's jaw. Not only did the other person look stiff, but his body also became very stiff.
Meng Qi wanted to look behind her ear, pinched her chin and turned to the right, but she couldn't move.
After recognizing Su Junmo, those cultivators became much quieter.
They looked at Meng Qi strangely, and the original discussion gradually became quieter.
"How is it?" Su Junmo leaned over and asked in a low voice.
"Poisoned and injured, and just like Xue Lingfeng and the others..." Meng Qi stretched out her hand and pulled the clothes on Xue Jinwen's shoulders a little lower.
Several thin bright red lines ran down her neck and submerged into the nape of her neck.
The exposed part has smooth and delicate lines, like a tattoo drawn on the body for the love of beauty.
"Sure enough it's him again!" Su Junmo looked serious.
He stood up straight and turned his head to look at the twelve peaks.
There, all the major medical sects were calmly condescending, as if they were confident and not worried at all.
Xue Chengxuan paid attention to Su Junmo and the others from the very beginning.
"Father, I'll go and have a look." He stepped forward and whispered.
"Yes." Xue Chuan nodded slowly, eyes half closed, "Be careful in everything."
"yes."
Xue Chengxuan also imitated Wen He and retreated behind all his disciples before flying down the mountain.
He walked quickly towards Meng Qi and the others. Most of the cultivators focused on the injured, and few of them noticed him.
"What are we doing now?" Su Junmo squatted down and asked again in a low voice.
"I don't know this magic circle." Meng Qixiu frowned slightly.
Looking at Xue Jinwen's dull eyes, she felt a little sad.
This elder sister of the Xue family took good care of her when she was in Tianwaitian.
Meng Qi hesitated, and the arguing voices of the doctors around her continued to reach her ears.
If it's just the poison or the injury, there are so many doctors here, absolutely no problem.
But obviously, Xue Jinwen was just like Li Che and the others, and that man also cast a magic circle on her body.
The magic circle, coupled with poison and injury, will become much more difficult.
"You... Do you want to go there and look for it, what kind of magic circle is this?" Su Junmo suggested in a low voice.
With Lun's understanding of the magic circle, all the cultivators of the three realms combined may not be his Patriarch's opponent.
Anyway, Su Junmo is now very sure that when Meng Qi encounters a problem that cannot be solved, the Lord is very happy to take a hero to save the beauty.
Otherwise, can the entrance of Tiandi Bookstore be opened to her? !
"Alright." Meng Qi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
Xue Chengxuan happened to pass quickly through the crowd.
Not seeing how he moved, he easily stood beside Meng Qi.
"It's the Xue family..."
"It's Xue Chengxuan from the Xue family."
"Is this girl really from the Xue family?"
…
There are even more medical practitioners who know Xue Chengxuan. When he appeared, the practitioners around him immediately exclaimed.
For a person like Xue Chengxuan, it is not easy for ordinary medical practitioners to meet him, except during the medical training ceremony.
The eyes of the surrounding people flicked back and forth over Xue Chengxuan and Meng Qi.
One is an elegant girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, and the other is the son of the famous Xue family.
Then is this girl from the Xue family or from Xue Chengxuan
Xue Chengxuan's eyes moved slightly, and they fell on Xue Jinwen's face.
His expression remained unchanged, as if this person who could only lie on the ground blankly had nothing to do with him.
"Brother Su." Xue Chengxuan nodded to Su Junmo first, then turned to ask Meng Qi, "How is it?"
He looked relaxed, and there was even a faint smile on his lips.
The cultivators around believed more and more that these practitioners who were injured and poisoned were all arranged by the Medical Cultivation Association Alliance, and they were just the first trial before Dabi.
A cultivator who knew Xue Chengxuan said half-jokingly, "Fellow Daoist Xue, logically, you shouldn't be here at this time."
"Yes, yes." Someone immediately echoed, "Since it is the first test before Dabi, even if this girl is from the Xue family, she can't ask her relatives and friends to help her."
Another person also said jokingly.
Xue Chengxuan smiled slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "I stood aside and didn't say anything."
"Brother Xue, is this fellow Taoist from the Xue family?" Someone asked again.
"No." Xue Chengxuan hesitated slightly, smiled and shook his head.
He really stood beside Meng Qi and stopped talking.
Those cultivators couldn't help whispering again.
They looked at Meng Qi even more curiously—
This girl in the foundation building period is accompanied by Su Junmo and guarded by Xue Chengxuan. Who the hell is she
Because of these two episodes, the medical practitioners around Xue Jinwen seemed much more reserved.
With Xue Chengxuan personally watching from the sidelines, most of the medical practitioners didn't want to make a move before they were sure, lest they would lose face in front of Xue's eldest son.
Compared to Meng Qi and the others, the surroundings of the other six injured cultivators were much more lively.
Some cultivators have already begun to try to heal or detoxify them.
From time to time, the light of the magic formula or the natal magic weapon lights up.
The medical practitioners take action, and the fragrance of medicine is always by their side.
Not long after, the fragrance of bitter medicine filled the apricot grove, and white smoke rose from time to time.
Some people even directly sacrificed the small cauldron for refining medicine to refine the detoxification pill on the spot.
"Ahhh!" At this moment, a scream suddenly sounded.
A cultivator jumped up from the crowd covering his face, screaming again and again, and fell to the ground, rolling desperately.
This time, everyone's attention was attracted again.
"what happened?"
"what happened?"
"Who is this?"
"Anyone else hurt?"
…
The practitioners asked questions one after another, and even looked at the medical practitioner who was still rolling on the ground with some sympathy—
In front of so many people, he made himself so embarrassed, the place in the Grand Competition must be gone!
"Ah—" The fallen man seemed to be a switch.
Immediately afterwards, screams one after another resounded in the crowd.
People kept jumping up, then fell to the ground screaming, and started rolling on the grass.
The first to fall were those who tried to detoxify the first seven cultivators with their talismans.
Immediately afterwards, those cultivators who used formulas to try to detoxify or heal the wounded.
Then, all the cultivators who touched them also began to scream in pain.
The entire apricot forest seemed to have become a purgatory on earth in an instant.
Cultivators kept falling down, and new screams kept ringing out.
Xue Chengxuan's expression finally changed.
He took a deep look at Meng Qi, and the sleeve of his robe brushed against her palm.
"Stay where you are, don't move." He nodded towards Su Junmo as he said, and rushed towards the place where the screams were the most.
Meng Qi watched Xue Chengxuan go away, and slowly opened the palm that was brushed by the other party's sleeve just now.
In the palm of her hand was a blood-colored jade stone like a crescent moon, lying there quietly, shining with a warm light.
Meng Qi was startled, and suddenly a cultivator jumped up beside her.
"My eyes! I can't see my eyes!" The man screamed, covering his eyes with his hands, and fell straight down.
"My hand... Why can't I feel my fingers suddenly?" Another cultivator screamed.
"My hand too! Ah—"
…
Those closest to Xue Jinwen, those cultivators who had checked her at the beginning began to fall down one after another.
Originally, everyone was trying their best to squeeze towards Xue Jinwen, for fear of losing the opportunity of the competition.
Now everyone panicked and desperately backed away.
Around Xue Jinwen, a large space was emptied with a whimper.
The retreating cultivators looked at Meng Qi inexplicably in horror: "Why is she all right?!"
"It's the Xue family's blood moon! She has that blood moon in her hand!" The sharp-eyed cultivator immediately yelled, "Xue Chengxuan gave her the blood moon, all poisons will not invade, and all filth will fade away! Of course she is fine!"
"It's not poison! I'm not poisoned!" A cultivator lying on the ground gasped heavily, "It's demonic energy! The injured person has demonic energy!"
"Demon Qi?! Why is it Devil Qi?!"
"Isn't it Dabi's first test before? How could there be magic energy?"
"Hehehehe..."
In the chaotic apricot forest, there was a sudden burst of sinister laughter.
The laughter was not loud, but it overwhelmed the shouts of many cultivators and reached everyone's ears.
As if there was a dark wind blowing behind them, most of the cultivators couldn't help shivering.
Whether standing or lying down, all the cultivators turned their heads to look at the entrance along with the laughter—
A beautiful girl in a green robe obediently supported a man in a black robe with a black veil and walked in slowly from the entrance.
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