Hearing Xie Ji's reply, Heilong also let out a sigh of relief.
He was really afraid that Xie Ji wouldn't agree. If they really had a falling out and took action, he would have to face two Nascent Soul stage masters, and he would definitely suffer a big loss.
"So, then take me to the place where your spiritual veins are located in Biluo Peak, and I will collect them right away." Black Dragon obviously came prepared, and immediately asked to collect the spiritual veins.
"Hahaha, this is the best, thank you junior sister, since Black Wind Village is willing to give in, then Biluo Peak should be more relaxed," Wu Cheng smiled happily. For him, this was a happy outcome for everyone.
Xie Ji nodded solemnly, turned around and led the disciples towards the back hill without even saying hello.
Seeing Xie Ji being so rude, Wu Cheng felt a little angry in the corners of his eyes, but now was not the time to pursue the case. He cupped his fists at Black Dragon and said, "Fellow Taoist Black Dragon, let's follow him."
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The back mountain of Biluo Peak has always been a place that no one cares about. It is covered with ancient trees, layer upon layer, densely packed.
Among the dense old trees, there is a stone forest with strange rocks. The weathered stone fragments can vaguely show the traces of time.
"This is the spiritual place of my Biluo Peak," Xie Ji pointed to a small cave in the stone forest and said.
Everyone followed Xie Ji's instructions and saw a crack in a larger stone mountain. It was pitch black inside and they didn't know where it led.
"This is a second-grade spiritual vein," Chen Feng determined the grade of this spiritual vein by judging the spiritual energy emanating from the cracks in the stone.
"Black Dragon, you can do whatever you want," Xie Ji said coldly, sacrificing her spiritual veins to preserve Biluo Peak, which made her feel humiliated in her heart.
The black dragon obviously had no intention of being polite to Xie Ji. There was a wave of movement in his hand, and a stone pot suddenly appeared on the black dragon's palm. Judging from the grade, it was a magic weapon at the level of a top-grade treasure.
"I didn't expect that Black Wind Village attaches so much importance to spiritual veins, and even prepared the "Spirit Swallowing Pot"," Wu Cheng said with a smile, as if he didn't care in his tone.
The Spirit-Swallowing Pot is a magic weapon specially used to collect spiritual veins in the world of cultivation. It is very precious.
Black Dragon didn't speak. He strode into the crevices of the rocks and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"If I completely collapse the stone seam now, I will definitely trap the black dragon inside," Xie Ji's eyes flashed, and a murderous intent filled the air.
However, the opponent was obviously well prepared. All the disciples from Heifeng Village who came with Black Dragon rushed out of the cracks in the rocks and guarded them tightly.
Xie Ji thought again and again, but gave up the tempting idea. If the black dragon was really buried here, then Biluo Peak would have to face the true wrath of the Black Wind Village. By then, the Black Wind Village would no longer care about the immortals. Yun Zong must use all his masters to destroy Biluo Peak into ashes.
Suddenly, the ground shook, making people with poor cultivation become unstable.
"It's begun..." Xie Ji felt a little sad, and the ground shook, indicating that the black dragon had begun to collect spiritual veins.
"Boom, boom,"
Rocks kept rolling down, and the ground slowly cracked with cracks as thin as a finger.
The mood of the Biluo Peak disciples was indescribably dull. From then on, they Biluo Peak no longer had the foundation to establish a sect. However, the situation was stronger than others. Now, they could only endure it silently.
More than an hour later, the shaking of the earth suddenly stopped, and the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly became extremely thin, making people feel a hollow feeling.
After a few breaths, the figure of the black dragon suddenly stepped out from the crack in the stone, with a strong look of joy on his face.
"Friend Heilong, congratulations," Wu Cheng said to Heilong with a smile.
"Thanks to fellow Taoist Wu Cheng, this spiritual vein in Biluo Peak is really good. It will evolve into a third-class spiritual vein in another hundred years," Black Dragon said with a smile: "Since I have obtained the spiritual vein, I will take my leave." After saying that, the black dragon jumped into the air first and shot towards the sky. When the other disciples saw it, they also rose up with their swords and chased after him.
The expression on Wu Cheng's face was very complicated: "Junior sister Xie, is what Black Dragon said true? The spiritual veins of Biluo Peak are really about to evolve to the third-class spiritual veins."
Xie Ji's face was full of coldness. She did not answer Wu Cheng's words. Instead, she cupped her hands casually and said in a clear voice: "Thank you very much, Senior Brother Wu Cheng, for coming to the rescue. However, the gap in Biluo Peak has changed greatly, so Senior Brother, you will not be left here." ,"
After saying that, Xie Ji actually let everyone in the Xianyun Sect stay where they were and walked away.
"Master, what should we do?" After everyone in Biluo Peak disappeared from sight, a disciple of Xianyun Sect approached Wu Cheng and asked in a low voice: "Is it possible that these people in Biluo Peak are so rude? Forget it," this man is called Ma Hui, and he is Wu Cheng's closest disciple.
"Shut up," Wu Cheng scolded coldly: "Remember, from now on, you are not allowed to offend anyone in Biluo Peak."
"Why, Master, we are much more powerful than them, yet we are still afraid of their failure,"
Wu Cheng's face turned completely gloomy: "Remember, you are definitely not someone you can afford to offend at the Nascent Soul Stage. Now the sect is preparing for the Cangzhou Competition. It is the time to hire people, so no disturbance is allowed."
"I understand, Master," Ma Hui responded in a low voice, with a glint in his eyes.
"Hui'er, you are one of the most promising disciples of Xianyun Sect. You must work hard in the next month. If you can break through Nascent Soul, you will definitely have a place in the Cangzhou Competition," Wu Cheng's words were full of emotions. Solemnly: "My master has obtained a panacea for you. You can go into seclusion after you return."
"Yes, Master," Ma Hui responded respectfully with eyes full of ecstasy.
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In the Hall of Yangxin, the disciples of Biluo Peak gathered together, and everyone's face was full of sorrow and anger.
"Disciples, my master failed to protect Biluo Peak. I am ashamed of you," Xie Ji said dejectedly.
"But..." Xie Ji changed the topic: "Wu Cheng just promised me that the Immortal Cloud Sect will compensate us for a spiritual vein. I have decided to go to the Immortal Cloud Sect to ask for the spiritual vein."
"Master, is there any danger?" Bai Muxue asked worriedly.
Xie Ji said confidently: "Don't worry, the Xianyun Sect is just recruiting people, and my teacher is already a Yuanying master. The Xianyun Sect will definitely please me. Otherwise, Wu Cheng wouldn't have had such a huge change just now. "
"For the past few days since I have been here for Master, you must stay in Biluo Peak and never go down the mountain at will," Xie Ji ordered seriously, and then asked Chen Feng very sincerely: "Master Chen Feng, you are powerful. Please take care of me,"
Chen Feng nodded happily, even if Xie Ji didn't say anything, he would still take care of Biluo Peak.
"Muxue, you are the senior sister, you must restrain the junior sisters," Xie Ji ordered again and again, then she stood up and flew quickly in the direction of Xianyun Sect.
"Junior sisters, let's listen to Master and go back to practice." Bai Muxue took out the airs of Senior Sister and asked the girls to go back.
When Chen Feng saw that he had nothing to do, he also planned to withdraw. However, Bai Muxue's clear call stopped Chen Feng.
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