"Face...what do you mean?"
Mi Xiaojing really doesn't understand.
"It's just about saving face...it's a very shameless thing to bully a small one with a big one..."
"What's face?"
Mi Xiaojing became even more confused.
Wang Weijun felt like he was vomiting blood. He knew that Mi Xiaojing had grown up in the Yanxiu sect since he was a child. He had never been around outside and had almost no knowledge of the world of cultivation. Of course, he couldn't understand his own words.
"Forget it, don't worry about it. Anyway, you just need to know that people in the Nascent Soul stage generally won't take action against cultivators below the same level. Of course, there's nothing strange about taking action... Uh, let's not talk about this anymore, it's so annoying!"
Mi Xiaojing was confused, what on earth did the old man want to express? He didn't understand at all.
But since Wang Weijun found it annoying, he stopped asking.
Wang Weijun said: "Go up further... It's still a bit far from the sect's main hall."
"good!"
Mi Xiaojing agreed, and then walked up. Soon he saw a familiar trail, but he didn't dare to walk on the trail because it was too conspicuous.
As he walked along the woods, he was surrounded by shrubs and weeds. Even Mi Xiaojing saw many spiritual grasses and spiritual plants. The spiritual energy here has always been strong, and there were naturally many good things in the mountains, but he had no intention of picking them, so he walked all the way up. .
For a moment, Mi Xiaojing approached the sect hall, and then he was shocked. The entire sect hall was completely destroyed, and there were a bunch of corpses lying on the ground, many of them were beyond recognition and looked very miserable.
"Fighted in?"
Mi Xiaojing muttered to himself, then asked about Wang Weijun.
"Old man, the sect's main hall has been breached. Do we... still want to go in?"
"Take a look first. If there's no one around, go in!"
Mi Xiaojing was sneaking around, like a thief. There were roars of battle in the distance, but there was silence here. The pungent smell of blood hit his face, and the air was filled with the smell of rust, mixed with a thick The burnt smell.
Some wood was still burning, and wisps of smoke rose.
Mi Xiaojing found that there was no living person around. Most of the corpses on the ground were people from the sect, and the largest number of them were low-level cultivators who served as waiters in the sect's main hall.
Among them, Mi Xiaojing also saw two cultivators of the Jianxin Sect in the elixir-forming stage. Their golden elixirs had been taken away from them. They looked miserable, with big holes in their chests and abdomen, and blood flowing all over the floor.
Mi Xiaojing was careful, and he found that there was nothing on the corpses of these cultivators except their clothes. He didn't know who had snatched them away. Maybe they were casual cultivators from outside, or maybe they were members of the sect.
The defense of the sect's main hall had been completely destroyed, and without any obstruction, Mi Xiaojing walked in.
It was very peaceful along the way, because the internal restrictions had not been completely broken, and some restrictions remained around, completely blocking the sounds from outside.
Mi Xiaojing was not familiar with this place, but he had been here two or three times. He saw that a restriction on a trail had been forcibly broken.
Click!
A crisp sound came from not far away, and Mi Xiaojing suddenly felt his hair stand on end. This was not a good place for fighting. Anyone who dared to enter here must be at least a master in the pill formation stage.
Regardless of whether this person is a cultivator of the Jianxin Sect or not, he will not be friendly to Mi Xiaojing. Those who dare to stay here at this time are basically people who covet the sect's treasures, just like Mi Xiaojing.
Moreover, there are many restrictions remaining around here. These restrictions will affect the performance of the escape talisman, so the escape technique is restricted here.
Being a thief for the first time, Mi Xiaojing felt extremely guilty. If it weren't for Wang Weijun's instigation, he would never have come here, so when he heard the slightest sound, his heartbeat would speed up and he would hurriedly dodge to the side.
Wang Weijun was amused: "Boy, this is the Jianxin Sect. It's normal for you to appear here. It should be the other party who is afraid... What are you pretending to do?"
"Ah? That's right... What do I mean?"
Mi Xiaojing said while looking around guiltily. He was not born with this material.
There was a half-collapsed wooden building nearby, and Mi Xiaojing hid directly in it. Before he could hide, he saw a shadow flash, which made Mi Xiaojing's hair stand on end.
Immediately afterwards, he saw a person appear.
The man was also shocked when he saw Mi Xiaojing. He was obviously a casual cultivator, and he was only in the early stages of forming the pill. However, the man quickly realized what he was doing, with a look of joy on his face.
He was very unfamiliar with this place and had always wanted to catch a cultivator from the Sword Heart Sect to lead the way. Unexpectedly, his wish came true and Mi Xiaojing appeared in front of him.
Moreover, Mi Xiaojing only has the cultivation level of the Foundation Establishment Stage. If a cultivator of the Pill Formation Stage comes, it will be very troublesome for this person. But in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he is naturally confident, thinking that although he is a casual cultivator, even though he is a casual cultivator, There are no powerful weapons, but the gap in realm is there. Isn't it easy to deal with a guy in the foundation building stage
Mi Xiaojing's Mantra Thunder Sword had already floated. At the same time, he secretly observed the poisonous lotuses surrounding the Heart Tower. Only one of the four poisonous lotuses was intact and could be used immediately, while the other three had not recovered.
Mi Xiaojing has become very proficient in fighting under Wang Weijun's careful teaching. Before fighting, he first judges the situation between the enemy and ourselves, and then examines his own cultivation and weapons. If there is a chance, he will fight. If there is no chance, he will hold off and take the opportunity to escape.
Now Mi Xiaojing does not rely on his cultivation, but on the various treasures he pieced together during his days in the Jianxin Sect. After thinking for a moment, Mi Xiaojing feels that he can fight. After all, the opponent is only a cultivator in the early stage of forming a pill.
The casual cultivator on the opposite side did not take action, and did not even take out a weapon. In the eyes of the other side, a mere cultivator in the foundation-building stage was not even in the Dzogchen realm, and was really not worth taking seriously.
The man stretched out his hand and moved his fingers.
"Hey, are you from the Kenshin Sect? Come here, come here!"
Mi Xiaojing was on high alert, and his fingers were already curled up. As long as there was any disturbance, a poisonous lotus would take action. This was one of his trump cards.
The Thunder Sword of Mantra also emits arc light, looking ready to go.
The man smiled and said: "Little guy, don't be so nervous. I'm not even ready to take action. Besides, if we really want to fight, you are no match..."
Mi Xiaojing thought for a moment and immediately understood what the other party meant. This guy was also worried that fighting would attract the attention of the cultivators from the Jianxin Sect around him. Almost all cultivators who dared to stay nearby had cultivation levels above the pill formation stage. , he is a casual cultivator in the early stage of forming a pill, and he can't stand up to anyone. He also came here secretly.
"You just stand there!"
Mi Xiaojing said while taking a step back.