Looking at flowers in the mist is a kind of precious spiritual grass. It is said that this flower has spirituality and is a good elixir to suppress the madness. It is very different!
Jiang Qiao shook her head when she heard the spirit flower Ye Xuan described, obviously she had never seen it before.
But at the next moment, she seemed to think of something, and suddenly frowned and said: "I... I seem to have seen it before, but I don't have this grass in my attic... Instead, I want to leave Qiaoyu Pavilion and go to Hengyi Mountain On the wall of the back mountain, there seems to be that kind of spiritual grass, I dare not say for sure—"
Jiang Qiao spoke intermittently and frowned, apparently the sword energy in her body was so turbulent that it was difficult for her to speak.
That delicate and charming appearance, even though her complexion was pale and weak, she still couldn't hide it.
"The mountain wall at the back of Hengyi Mountain?" Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat.
If it is the mountain wall at the back of Hengyi Mountain, wouldn't it mean that he will come out of Qiaoyu Pavilion
Once out of Qiaoyu Pavilion, I am afraid that he will be humiliated by the disciples of Fang Yunjian and Yu Wei. Although he has entered the position of brain god, he is really not a master, at least in Luyinzong. in this way!
But…
Human life is at stake.
The most important thing is that Jiang Qiao is his only backer in the Green Yin Sect.
If Jiang Qiao died, he would have nowhere to go. A few days ago, he had beaten up Fang Yunjian's disciple. Now that the showdown had occurred, how could Fang Yunjian spare his life
"I'll go and have a look!" Ye Xuansi said in a deep voice after thinking about it.
"wait!"
Jiang Qiao paused for breath, and said with difficulty: "Late... night!"
Ye Xuan understood and nodded.
He knew that Jiang Qiao was worried that he would be watched by people from other lines if he left the cabinet during the day, but it was much safer at night.
As for Jiang Qiao's current injury, it is enough to suppress it with natural leaf needles and silver needles, at least it can hold Jiang Qiao's injury for more than a day.
Don't underestimate this mere silver needle.
This natural leaf needle was left to him by his grandfather during his lifetime. It looks like a silver needle, but it was forged with a lot of geniuses and earth treasures. His grandfather is a Taoist doctor, and the needles created by the Taoist doctor are definitely treasures for saving lives and healing wounds!
It is said that the treasure of medicine in this world has a fairy needle!
This needle is called 'Jiulong Tianhuo Needle', and only this one needle can disperse endless cold things in the world.
The body of hundreds of evil spirits that his grandfather encountered back then, if he had the Nine Dragons Fire Needle, would his life be in danger
It's a pity that the Jiulong Tianhuo Needle is a legendary fairy needle, a treasure of medicine, it has been lost for many years!
And at this moment, Jiang Qiao suddenly slapped the storage bag.
Its storage bag glowed for a while, and two wings that were rising with blue light suddenly flew out of its storage bag. Jiang Qiao breathed out slightly, and these two wings flew to Ye Xuan's back, and the two wings flapped their wings , as if to fly with Ye Xuan.
"This wing is called Qingchen Wing. It can fly with you. You just need to use your true energy to move it. This time you go to the back of Hengyi Mountain. You must fly!" Jiang Qiao suppressed her injuries in a low voice. ,road.
"Yes, master!"
As soon as Ye Xuan controlled his true energy, Qing Chen's wings really flapped.
can fly!
Curiosity surged in Ye Xuan's heart, but he didn't immediately unleash his green wings.
Jiang Qiao also nodded.
But soon she closed her eyes, exhausted her body's true energy, became drowsy, her eyes darkened, she collapsed on the chair, and fell asleep.
Jiang Qiao's sleeping appearance is three points cute and smart.
Delicate and glamorous, even if she can be called a stunner, there is nothing more than this.
Ye Xuan really couldn't imagine what kind of hatred Fang Yunjian, Yu Wei and Jiang Qiao had, otherwise, how could he have the heart to take action against such a beautiful woman.
Although Jiang Qiao was cold, she was nice to people. If she was as cold and ruthless as she appeared on the surface, how could she persuade him to leave the inner sect and not get involved in the disputes among the high-level people
…
evening.
The stars are full, and the moon hangs high.
Once you step on the road of cultivating immortals, you can ignore the sun and the moon, day and night are the same, but for the monks who have never stepped into the solid yuan state, they must rest for more than eight hours every 30 days, so the Luyin sect In the dark, it is much quieter than in the daytime.
But at this moment, a black shadow suddenly sprang out of Qiaoyu Pavilion, this black shadow drove towards the jungle trail at high speed, and then jumped, falling down the cliff.
It was Ye Xuan!
Ye Xuan jumped off the cliff!
Its body fell rapidly.
When falling down the cliff, a pair of blue light wings were born on the back of Ye Xuan, flapping, making the falling speed much slower, another flapping, Ye Xuan's body stabilized, and gradually flew towards the distance.
Without Qingchen's wings, even if Ye Xuan entered the flying position, he would never dare to jump off the cliff all at once.
But with the green dust wings, it is enough to achieve this step.
Ye Xuan cautiously flew forward, and there was still a distance to reach the back of Hengyi Mountain, and at this distance, once he encountered a cultivator from the Luyin Sect, he would probably run away. If so, I don't know what will happen!
Soon, Ye Xuan flew to the back mountain of Hengyi Mountain.
A thick fog suddenly appeared.
Ye Xuan frowned.
How can there be fog in this dark night
Even if it is the mist that looks like flowers in the mist, it will not be so dense.
Seeing this, Ye Xuan flew forward quickly!
About time for a cup of tea.
"Ok?"
Ye Xuan seemed to feel something, and as soon as he flapped the wings of Qingchen behind him, he secretly released some consciousness, enduring the pain in his head, and soon, this consciousness expanded into a small area, and in the spiritual The moment his consciousness came out, he was overjoyed!
"found it!"
"The whole body is covered in mist, and only a faint flower can be seen, and this is it, the spiritual flower called Seeing Flowers in the Mist!"
While Ye Xuan was talking to himself, his body shook.
But on the cliff of the high mountain, there really was a flower wrapped in thick fog. Because the flower was covered by thick fog, I couldn't see what it looked like. It was the "flower seen in the fog" that Ye Xuan wanted to pick!
"That's it!" Ye Xuan said to himself.
After he finished speaking, he became angry and stretched out his hand to grab the spirit flower growing on the cliff.
But something strange happened.
The moment Ye Xuan's hand was about to touch the spirit flower, the spirit flower actually dodged and cleverly avoided Ye Xuan's grasp.
"what happened!"
Ye Xuan was in a daze.
Spirit flower...
Will you still run by yourself
Ye Xuan felt that he had read it wrong, and reached out to grab it again, but the next moment, the spirit flower ran away again.
And every time I ran, the dense fog of spiritual flowers that looked at flowers in the fog became much thicker than before.
"It seems that you must use true energy to restrain you!"
Ye Xuan thought in his heart that he was urging the true energy in his body to rush towards the spirit flower, ready to wrap this 'flower in the mist' alive.
but…
Just when his true energy was released, even at the moment when he was about to touch the flowers in the mist, his true energy suddenly moved, and he cut off contact with himself, and disappeared into the air out of thin air.
"Snapped!"
There was a soft sound.
"Who!" Ye Xuan was startled for a moment.
"How can you take the flowers in the fog like this? Although you saw the flowers in the fog first, Ran didn't want the flowers in the fog to be scared away by you in vain. The flowers in the fog Flowers already have spirituality, how can you catch them if you pick them like this!"
Ye Xuan never found out.
Behind him, a person appeared.
This person is dressed in a purple robe, he is middle-aged, he stands with his hands behind his back, he is not angry, and the true energy in his body is like a river. This person is a master.
"laugh!"
The sound of breaking wind sounded.
Looking at the flowers in the fog seemed to be frightened, and was about to run away into the distance.
The middle-aged man gave a cold snort, but as soon as he grabbed it, the flower in the fog stopped for a moment, obediently restrained in place.
Ye Xuan's heart skipped a beat!
The next moment, he still said.
"The junior pays respects to the senior!"