The white-robed man in the flame light curtain glanced in Meng Qi's direction.
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his long eyebrows were raised slightly.
It looks like a smile but not a smile.
It seemed that he knew what the cultivators of the Burning Heaven Palace were doing in front of him, but he didn't care at all.
Meng Qi stared blankly at the man.
The appearance and demeanor are a bit similar, but they are a bit different.
facial features...
Meng Qi's gaze slowly traced the other person's eyebrows.
very similar.
The demeanor is also so lazy.
But the eyes of True Monarch White Tiger are too indifferent.
Like the waterfall that flashed by in the picture just now, it is cold and emotionless.
Her mentor was different.
Even with such a lazy smile, there is warmth in the eyes looking at him.
Bright and warm.
Like the bright stars in the night sky.
Also like the warm sunshine in spring.
He is also the best person Meng Qi has ever met.
Before she could finish the thoughts in her mind, she saw another change in the flame light curtain.
Probably because he knew that he couldn't outrun the man in white robe.
The elders of Fentian Palace suddenly stopped in their tracks.
Fentian Palace is a major school of Dharma cultivation, and the elders themselves have entered the distraction period.
Even a ray of Yuanshen separated out is equivalent to a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.
——That is also a cultivator far more powerful than the head of Qingfenggu.
His hands moved quickly.
In an instant, the raging fire that covered the sky and covered the earth burned the sky and the earth.
Meng Qi opened her eyes wide.
It's not that she hasn't seen the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator before, but it's still extremely shocking that such overwhelming flames seem to be able to swallow everything.
Chu Tianfeng clenched his fists even more excitedly.
"This is one of the three forbidden methods in the sect, the flame red lotus." He whispered to Meng Qi: "Practice to the ninth level, you can destroy the world and burn everything in the world. Even if you are a Mahayana practitioner, It will also be devoured by spiritual energy, and it will fall to a big realm if it is not dead."
Nine Realms...
Meng Qi glanced at Chu Tianfeng lightly.
The so-called forbidden law is not a forbidden technique.
It is too powerful and consumes too much spiritual energy.
For example, if a Nascent Soul cultivator uses the forbidden method of the four realms, basically using it once will almost drain the aura.
And the destructive power is amazing.
Just like what Chu Tianfeng said, if the forbidden technique of a sect as big as the Fentian Palace has really been practiced to the ninth level, it will also make them suffer when facing Mahayana practitioners of the same level.
Sometimes, not even the caster has full control over the spell.
That's why this type of technique is named forbidden method, in order to warn the disciples not to use it lightly.
So here comes the problem.
If the technique wants to improve the state, it must be used continuously and repeatedly.
This kind of technique, which is easy to use up aura, cannot be used lightly.
It is easier said than done if you want to practice to the Ninth Realm.
Meng Qi herself was not a fan of this powerful technique.
Especially after being influenced by my mentor, I feel that even low-level medicinal materials and spells have a powerful side.
She didn't speak, but focused on the flame light curtain.
The overwhelming flames came menacingly.
The white-robed man still looked careless.
The elder of Fentian Palace turned around and looked at him with a sneer.
The flames burned towards the man in white robe from in front of him, and it was about to burn the man's robe.
The man in the white robe finally moved.
With a flick of his long sleeve, light blue light swayed out, and the overwhelming flames were instantly extinguished in an understatement.
"Heh—" Amidst the lazy chuckle, the white-robed man took another step forward.
It wasn't earth-shattering, as if he just stretched out a hand and tapped lightly.
The sky and the earth seemed to be torn apart, and the distracted elder of Fentian Palace suddenly let out a scream.
The black figure was chopped off by something.
There is a wind blowing, turning into nothingness.
The man in white robe flicked his sleeves, and glanced lazily in Meng Qi's direction again.
He should know that the elders of Fentian Palace were recording all this, but he didn't take it to heart at all.
He stepped up, and his movements were not so fast, and just disappeared into the mountains and rivers.
There was no trace left between heaven and earth, as if everything just now had never happened.
The flame light curtain slowly disappeared.
Neither Meng Qi nor Chu Tianfeng spoke first.
After a long time, she exhaled slowly.
She is a medical practitioner, and she is also a practitioner.
The battle just now ended so quickly that people even had a feeling of "Huh? Is it over? What happened just now?"
Think back carefully.
Although the distraction of the elders of Fentian Palace is only at the Nascent Soul Stage, it is also at the Nascent Soul Stage!
It is a realm that no one can achieve in Qingfeng Valley's more than 100-year history, except for the founder of the sect.
Before Meng Qi died in her previous life, she was in the Golden Core Stage.
That's because she met her mentor, otherwise she would probably wait for a few years in Foundation Establishment.
But just now, the white-robed man was so light-hearted that a Nascent Soul cultivator had no power to fight back, and he was wiped out directly.
It's really... too powerful!
Her mentor, sir, shouldn't be so powerful... right
Meng Qi blinked, and what Chu Tianfeng said just now came to his head again, the White Tiger True Monarch.
Is this the king of demons in the demon world
Then this little white tiger, it will be so powerful
Meng Qi turned to look at the little white tiger.
The little guy seemed to know that he was seriously injured and couldn't escape.
He simply gave up struggling and lay lazily on the grass.
The wound on the front paw was still oozing blood, but he didn't care.
A pair of blue eyes quietly watched Meng Qi.
The Big Dipper is looming in the eyes, as if floating in the sea of stars.
"Did you see it?" Chu Tianfeng said in a deep voice.
"How powerful the White Tiger Clan is!" He said: "I, the elder of Fentian Palace, was distracted by one move, and I was also seriously injured.
"So..." Chu Tianfeng looked at the little white tiger coldly, "It cannot be saved."
His voice finally caught the little white tiger's attention.
He lazily glanced at Chu Tianfeng.
Although small and cute, it still looks like a fluffy little white tiger. But that careless and indifferent expression is really a bit like the True Monarch White Tiger in the light curtain just now.
Chu Tianfeng clenched the hand hanging by his side.
He felt despised.
Chu Tianfeng took a deep breath and strode towards the little white tiger.
"Wait!"
With a flash, Meng Qi stood in front of the little white tiger.
"Young Palace Master Chu said just now that this is the scene recorded by the elders of your sect who went deep into the demon world." She looked at Chu Tianfeng and asked.
"right."
"So, is there any record of their clan entering the Three Thousand Worlds and hurting people?" Meng Qi asked again.
"...You want to save him?" Chu Tianfeng didn't answer Meng Qi's question, but asked directly.
He looked surprised when he saw Meng Qi standing in front of the little white tiger.
But he quickly smiled wryly again, and murmured, "I should have thought of it, you were like this..."
"I want to save him!" Meng Qi said clearly.
In fact, Meng Qi was not sure whether the man in the picture was his mentor or not.
But her mentor is a celestial being, and there are not many people in the entire three thousand worlds who can have his prosperous beauty.
With such a resemblance, even if it wasn't him, the two must have something to do with each other.
So she wants to save the little white tiger.
Must save!
Meng Qi looked at Chu Tianfeng's changing expression, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
The elder of this guy's sect was distracted by True Monarch Baihu, his realm has fallen, and he is still recovering from his injuries, so he must not let it go.
Moreover, the other party has recovered his state, and none of the ten himself is his opponent.
only…
Meng Qi bent her hand and took out a small pill from the storage bracelet.
She squeezed the pill hard, and the colorless and odorless medicinal gas was released instantly.
This is what she prepared to defend herself. Although it is not a high-quality pill, it also seals a spell that can make people completely weak in the pill.
It is effective for all cultivators below Jindan, but for Jindan cultivators, it may take at most one stick of incense to recover.
"Meng... Meng Qi." Chu Tianfeng wanted to persuade Meng Qi.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he felt sore and limp all over, making him unable to even stand up, and his whole body languished on the ground.
"You..." Lying on the ground, Chu Tianfeng looked up in disbelief at Meng Qi who was walking in front of him.
"I… "
He wanted to explain that he would not harm Meng Qi.
—He is not even willing to say a harsh word to her now.
I was just worried that this little demon tiger would harm Meng Qi.
As soon as Chu Tianfeng opened his mouth, a small silver knife was placed in front of his eyes.
The tip of the knife shone with a cold light, extremely sharp.
This is the weapon that Meng Qi forged for himself, it is very simple, and the level is not high.
There is no way, her mentor is very capable in refining weapons, she has followed for too short a time, and what she has learned is only superficial.
"Swear the soul." Meng Qi squinted his eyes and looked at Chu Tianfeng, "There is poison on the medicine knife, which hurt your eyes, even with the help of the masters of Fentian Palace, it will be difficult to recover your light before you enter the distraction period. "
She is not lying.
This small medicine knife with only a second rank is the proud work of her mentor.
At that time, Meng Qi only had the golden core cultivation base, and the natal weapon had to be refined by himself, so that he could communicate with each other.
In order for her to have a natal weapon at hand, the other party worked hard, and finally let Meng Qi refine this small medicine knife by herself.
Although there are only two grades now.
But it can be upgraded continuously with the improvement of her own cultivation base and medical skill level.
According to the vision of that master craftsman, when Meng Qi can really break through the ninth rank, his medical skills will enter the legendary realm of the mysterious heaven and earth.
Then this medicine knife should also become the natal artifact of the righteous god, with great power.
Now, it is still very useful to threaten the young Jindan cultivator who has just been injured and is recovering.
Meng Qi's slender fingers held the small silver medicine knife, and she looked steadily into Chu Tianfeng's eyes.
Her hands are steady.
His eyes are calm and indifferent.
Like cold stars in the night sky, looking at Chu Tianfeng's eyes, one can't find any warmth.
Chu Tianfeng just looked into Meng Qi's eyes.
He suddenly raised his lips.
A strange look flashed across the young man's handsome face.
"I, Chu Tianfeng." He clasped the little finger of his right thumb and placed it where his heart was.
"I swear by my soul..." Chu Tianfeng looked into Meng Qi's eyes, and slowly said word by word: "Meng Qi, regardless of her own safety, tried her best to save my life. If you break your oath, heaven and earth will not tolerate it."