Xuan Lingzi's words were like a basin of cold water pouring down from Luo Jianqing's head.
In the entire Taihua Mountain, even the head of the head, the Venerable Hao Xingzi, knew nothing about the "Nine Lotus Original Heart Record", and Xuan Lingzi needed to retreat, so Luo Jianqing reassured and boldly used the "Nine Duotian Record". ". However, now Xuan Lingzi asked him, how did you win.
Luo Jianqing's body was stiff, and he didn't even know what to answer.
After waiting for a while, Xuan Lingzi's indifferent voice sounded again: "Listen to the senior brother, you used a sword to transform nine lotus. That is a sword move that can only be used in the Nascent Soul period, you have mastered it? Use it to use it. Come out and show it to the teacher."
Luo Jianqing was relieved, and his back was already covered in cold sweat. He took out the Frost Floating Sword and skillfully used one sword to transform into nine lotus. I saw the Frost Floating Sword transformed into nine cyan sword beams and stabbed at a mountain opposite Yuxiao Peak.
In the ruins of True Monarch Beidou, Luo Jianqing could not skillfully use this sword move. However, as he carefully studied the "Jiu Duo Tian Lu" in the past six months, he found that the spiritual power in his body was very different from the past 30 years.
According to common sense, Luo Jianqing was not tolerated by the Tao of Heaven, and could no longer absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth. However, after cultivating the "Nine Duotian Lu", there was a wonderful power in his meridians. This power swept the earth, took away the spring and autumn of plants and trees, and even took away the rules and restrictions of heaven on these plants and trees!
With these snatch rules, Luo Jianqing's body can compete with Tiandao for spiritual power.
Yes! No longer get it from you, but grab it directly!
"Nine Duotian Lu" is against the Dao of Heaven, and it is robbing the sky!
In half a year, Luo Jianqing has completely controlled the first win of "Nine Duotian Lu", but he has never been able to understand the second one, and every time he runs the exercise, it will suddenly stop at the end. However, the first win has allowed Luo Jianqing to cross the border to use the ultimate move of the Yuanying period to transform Jiulian with one sword, and there are no false starts.
Seeing this, Xuan Lingzi nodded with satisfaction, and after pointing a few more times, he returned to his bamboo house to retreat.
Luo Jianqing stood in the moonlight with a sword, looking at the bamboo house with a closed door with a complicated expression. Slowly, his eyes gradually darkened, Luo gradually squinted his eyes, stepped back to his room, and continued to retreat.
Seven days later, Luo Jianqing received a voice transmission from the sect head Venerable, and was ready to set off for Liuyan Valley.
This time Zuo Yunmo failed to go. He used the Qingyun sword for the second time that day, and he was severely injured by Luo Jianqing. Although Zuo Yunmo's body was probably better, but for the sake of insurance For this reason, Hao Xingzi did not allow his disciples to venture to the Valley of Flowing Flames.
In the early morning of that day, Luo Jianqing put the simple luggage into his own ring. When he stepped out, before closing the door, he suddenly saw a tall figure standing in front of his house. Luo Jianqing paused in his heart, looking at Xuan Lingzi who didn't know when to leave the customs.
The master and the apprentice stood in front of the bamboo house, and no one spoke.
The breeze swept through the green thin leaves in the bamboo forest, making a rustling sound, as if playing a light music.
After a long time, Luo Jianqing couldn't help but take a step forward and said: "Master, the master and uncle have sent a voice transmission, and I and other junior brothers and sisters will go to Changzhou under the leadership of Elder Shan and enter the Valley of Flowing Flames. ."
Xuan Lingzi didn't seem to hear anything. After Luo Jianqing repeated it again, he asked softly: "Jianqing, how is your "Nine Lotus Benxinlu" cultivation?"
Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned.
Xuan Lingzi turned his head to look at him, and a pair of cold eyes flashed quickly. Xuan Lingzi said calmly: "For cultivators, sword moves are only second, and more important is your technique, and whether you and your sword have the same mind. Flowing Flame Valley is not an ordinary place, since you I want to go and give you a gift for the teacher today, which is regarded as a magical treasure for your adventure."
Luo Jianqing said in shock: "Master?"
Xuan Lingzi suddenly waved his sleeves, raised his hand and embraced Luo Jianqing's waist, turned into a streamer, and flew out of Yuxiao Peak. He gently placed Luo Jianqing on the top of the side peak next to Yuxiao Peak, while he stood between Yuxiao Peak and Side Peak.
The Venerable in white clothes and wide sleeves stepped on the volley and walked step by step to the middle of the two peaks.
Luo Jianqing stared blankly at Xuan Lingzi's movements. He naturally knew what an "adventure magic weapon" was. In the past, when the little junior sister went out on adventures, Venerable Yuqingzi would feel very sorry for her, and gave a lot of high-level magic weapons and medicine pills. , I just hope that this little ancestor must return safely.
But in the past, Luo Jianqing had gone through countless adventures and never got any magic weapon.
Even if Xuan Lingzi didn't say it, Luo Jianqing understood that his master paid attention to the self-cultivation of cultivators and did not like to rely on external things.
But now, Xuan Lingzi said he wanted to give him a magic weapon
When Luo Jianqing was confused, Xuan Lingzi had already reached the center of the two peaks. The violent Lanfeng roared between the two peaks, blowing Xuan Lingzi's black and long hair, and his robe was also hunting and dancing in the air, but he saw Xuan Lingzi suddenly turn his head to look at Luo Jianqing, handsome and indifferent. A smug smile appeared on his face.
Xuan Lingzi sent a sound transmission: "I will play a song for you for the teacher to help you break through as soon as possible."
As soon as the words fell, the sound of Hua Ran's piano suddenly sounded.
Zheng!
Luo Jianqing widened his eyes in horror, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.
Xuan Lingzi swiped with one hand, and the vast and majestic spiritual power rushed away, galloping from the middle of Yuxiao Peak and Side Peak, as if hitting an invisible string. Luo Jianqing immediately walked to the edge of the cliff and looked down, only to see that between the two peaks, the golden spiritual power turned into strings, shining with the brilliance of pure gold in the sunlight!
- Take the mountain as the piano and the spiritual power as the string!
Xuan Lingzi is high above Jiuxiao, and the sound of the piano seems to come from the sky, beautiful and moving.
Every time he swings his sleeves and strikes the strings, his movements are smooth enough to draw an arc in the air, flowing smoothly and in one go. This song Luo Jianqing had never heard before, but every musical sound rumbled in his heart, accompanied by a mysterious and terrifying realm, cleansing the meridians for Luo Jianqing, and slowly clarifying his mind.
The sound of music turned into real objects among the mountain peaks, with cranes flying, ribbons fluttering, and auspicious clouds shrouded.
The wonderful sound of the piano reverberated in the entire Taihua Mountain. All the disciples put down their affairs and listened carefully to this unfamiliar rhythm. The cultivator who was breaking through the realm suddenly realized, and some people even directly advanced to the realm; even Venerable Yuqingzi, who likes to retreat and concoct alchemy the most in Taihua Mountain, flew out of his cave and looked in the direction of Yuxiao Peak in surprise.
"Who is so lucky to let Junior Brother Xuan Lingzi play the Yuxiao Qin for him?"
At this moment, Luo Jianqing closed his eyes and felt that mysterious realm.
He heard the sound of flowers blooming on the ground, he heard the playful dialogue of fish and shrimp in the stream, he heard the collision of every gust of wind blowing through the leaves, and he also heard the sigh of every creature growing and multiplying.
The lush yellow flowers are nothing more than prajna, and the green and green bamboos are all Dharma bodies.
The second win of "Nine Captured Heaven Records", capturing the righteousness of living beings!
Luo Jianqing suddenly became clear-headed, and finally spied into the supreme realm that belonged to the second conquest!
The next moment, the last pure and elegant musical sound roared up and flew straight into the sky, and countless golden lights spread throughout the entire Taihua Mountain. Countless monsters ran out of the cave excitedly and bathed in this golden aura; many immortal grasses also swayed their bodies with joy. After the golden light entered their bodies, their spiritual power became more abundant.
Luo Jianqing, who was in the center of the golden light, felt the coolness in his body, and the warm spiritual power poured in from every acupuncture point on his body, gently stroking his meridians, making him comfortable Cozy.
When the song ended, Luo gradually opened his eyes and looked at Xuan Lingzi hanging in the air. The latter flicked his sleeves, and the spiritual strings between the mountain peaks disappeared.
Xuan Lingzi stepped up to Luo Jianqing. It seemed that he only took a few steps, but he walked directly in front of Luo Jianqing. There was a golden light flashing in those light-colored eyes. Even Xuan Lingzi looked at him at the moment. Slightly white, with fine sweat on his forehead.
Luo Jianqing looked up at him, and he looked down at Luo Jianqing.
After a while, Xuan Lingzi's fingers gently touched Luo Jianqing's eyebrows.
Luo Jianqing only felt a hot brow, before he had time to react, Xuan Lingzi turned around very quickly, put his hands behind him, and said lightly: "This ray of thought will follow you into the Valley of Flowing Flames, Gradually clear, if you don’t step up your cultivation, you will know as a teacher.”
Luo Jianqing's heart trembled slightly, his lips moved, and many words poured into his throat, and in the end he swallowed them all.
Luo Jianqing saluted, then flew away.
Not long after he left, Xuan Lingzi, who had been facing away from him, suddenly staggered a step and almost fell off a cliff. A stream of light flashed across the sky, and Venerable Yuqingzi said with a smile: "Junior brother, why do you think of playing the piano today... Junior brother, what's wrong with you?!"
Xuan Lingzi waved his hand, but Yu Qingzi directly used thousands of filaments of spiritual power to probe into Xuan Lingzi's body.
In the next second, Yu Qingzi's eyes widened: "Half of the soul! I heard from Senior Brother Hao Xingzi long ago that when you went on an adventure last time, you split half of your soul and followed him in, and was seriously injured. Brother, It's only been less than a year, and you actually cut your own primordial spirit again, you..."
"Sister, you don't need to say anymore."
Yuqingzi was in a hurry: "It's the Valley of Flowing Flames, and it's no longer the remains of a small Primordial Soul monk. Half of your Primordial Spirit has no entity, and its strength has been greatly reduced. I am afraid it is only the early stage of Mahayana, or even the period of transcending tribulation. If you are inside If you are in danger, you can't escape. Junior Brother, if you lose half of your Primordial Spirit, even you will have a life-threatening situation!"
Although Xuan Lingzi's face was pale, he didn't answer. When Yuqingzi shouted, "I must get the half of the primordial spirit back before I leave," Xuanlingzi was so powerful that he stopped in front of Yuqingzi.
The Junya Venerable said indifferently: "Senior sister, that is my apprentice. If you dare to do anything to him that I do not allow, I will definitely take it back from your apprentice Mutianxin."
Yu Qingzi opened his eyes wide in shock, and was speechless for a while.
A quarter of an hour later, a group of disciples followed the elder and left the Taihua Mountain Barrier.
The journey from Taihua Mountain to Liuyan Valley is a long way. Although there is the elder's magic weapon of flying, everyone also walked on the road for ten days before finally arriving at Liuyan City in Changzhou. At this time, there were already a lot of cultivators in Floating Flame City, and there were many people from sects, but most of them were loose cultivators.
After the Valley of Flowing Flames is opened, anyone can enter as long as the cultivation base is below Nascent Soul. However, most of the loose cultivators lived a near-death and could not get treasures in them, while people from sects often gathered together and often got more harvests.
When Luo Jianqing and his party came to Liuyan City, Elder Shan walked to the only inn in the city and took away the house number belonging to Taihua Mountain.
This inn is specially opened by the lord of Liuyan City to entertain foreign monks. The inn will not open for 50 years. Each time, a corresponding room is reserved for "one mountain, four sects, eight aristocratic families and sixteen sects", and the rest of the monks are based on their strengths and compete to obtain them.
When the people from Taihua Mountain entered the inn, the elders of the other four sects came up to talk with Elder Shan. The five people talked very happily, and Luo Jianqing began to arrange the room where each disciple lived. He carefully reserved a single room for each female disciple, and the male disciples crowded together in two or three. Even he himself shares a room with Jie Zizhuo, so there is no way to separate them out.
In this regard, Xie Zizhuo waved his hand quickly: "Senior brother, you can live in a room by yourself. I just have something to tell Xiao Nineteen that I will share a room with him and the eighteenth brother. Right, Xiao Shi Nine, hey hey hey."
Junior Brother Nineteen smiled secretly: "Yes, Senior Senior Brother, I have a lot of things to say about Senior Brother Xie..."
Looking at the wretched smiles of the two, Luo gradually raised her eyebrows and said, "That's okay, but you are not allowed to go out at night."
Jie Zizhuo suddenly had a bitter face: "Senior brother! We finally went down the mountain once, how can you ground yourself!"
Luo Jianqing sneered: "Where are you going, I still don't know? Be careful, I will tell your master about this, and how he will deal with you after seeing it back."
Jie Zizhuo and the others immediately wilted.
Over there, Elder Shan and the four elders of the integration period of other sects are still talking. He handed over the next affairs to the leader Luo Jianqing, and he went into the private room upstairs, and exchanged the information about the Flowing Flame Valley with the other elders, and discussed what the disciples should do after they all entered the Flowing Flame Valley. Find the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator and kill him.
Luo Jianqing let the disciples all sit down, ordered a few dishes, and filled everyone's stomach first. Although people who have cultivated one's true self-cultivation can reach the foundation-building stage, they can go fast, but the ingredients used in this inn are all high-quality spiritual plants.
Expensive also has the advantage of being expensive, plus this side dish is very tasty, Luo Jianqing also ate a few more bites.
However, before the dishes were finished, everyone heard the sound of metal crashing from the lobby of the inn. Luo Jianqing still lowered his head and held the dishes in front of him, while Xie Zizhuo and the rest of the disciples looked over curiously, only to hear a low voice: "So, there is no room?"
The voice was soft and enchanting, the voice was a little higher, and the ending was slightly raised, like a feather swept through the hearts of everyone.
Jie Zizhuo exclaimed in a low voice, "Senior brother, there are still men in the world who are so beautiful, just like girls!"
The next moment, a sound of wind broke through the air and shot straight at Jie Zizhuo.
Jie Zizhuo was surprised that there was no response for a while, Luo Jianqing raised his chopsticks and clamped gently, and then clamped a thin needle. He only heard the other party chuckle lowly and asked back: "You ignorant boy, the person next to you looks better than me, why do you only say that I look like a woman, but not him?"
Luo Jianqing raised his head and looked at each other.
A blood-red robe was embroidered with dark red lines, and the other party held a long hair with a white hosta, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes bent with a smile, and the ambiguous eyes stared at Luo Jianqing. With a smiling face and red lips, coupled with such a slender body, how can this person look like a woman, but it is impossible for a cultivator to get the most basic gender wrong.
This is a man, and a man who looks too much like a woman.
Xie Zizhuo finally reacted. As a tyrant in Taihua Mountain, where did he suffer from this kind of anger, he patted the table and said, "What do you mean? My senior brother is naturally prettier than you, but my senior brother is not like you. Sissy."
The man squinted his eyes before opening his mouth, when he heard Luo Jian's voice in a light voice: "It is true that my junior brother made a rude statement first, but it's too much of a fuss for your Excellency to use a poison needle."
The man in red sneered: "This little beauty, your junior brother said that I am a sissy."
Jie Zizhuo just wanted to speak again, but he just said the word "mother", and Luo Jianqing blocked his voice.
Luo Jianqing moved his finger, and the poisonous needle turned into a dim light and flew back again. The man in red raised his sleeves to withdraw the poison needle. Only listening to Luo Jianqing cupped his hands and said: "I apologize to you on behalf of my junior brother, but your Excellency, please explain what this poison needle means. Although you have reached the late stage of Jindan, I, Taihuashan, have not yet been bullied by others. statement."
The man asked in a strange voice, "People from Taihua Mountain?"
Luo Jianqing narrowed his eyes: "What is your opinion?"
Hearing this, the other party laughed instead of anger, and he looked up and down Luo Jianqing with a pair of seductive eyes. Luo Jianqing didn't care, but Jie Zizhuo and others were very angry, even Wei Qiongyin drew his sword and looked at each other dangerously.
The red-clothed man laughed and said, "With your appearance, it seems that you are the legendary senior brother of Taihua Mountain, Xuan Lingzi... Is the Venerable's close disciple Luo Jianqing?"
Luo Jianqing ignored him and asked, "Dare to ask your name?"
"Mo Qiu."
Luo Jianqing was stunned for a moment, the man in red leaned his body beside the table and said, "Mo Family, Mo Qiu."
Luo Jianqing turned to look at Wei Qiongyin, but Wei Qiongyin shook his head gently: "Our Wei family and the Mo family have never had much overlap. Senior brother, I am not familiar with the Mo family."
The eight great aristocratic families are ranked below Yishan and four, namely Baiyun Cangmo and Yu Weigeng.
The Bai family is the most powerful, with two ancestors in the Mahayana period, and the Mo family is also one of the four upper families, with an ancestor in the middle stage of the Mahayana. Although Luo Jianqing knew the news of the top young generation of the eight great families, he had never heard of this Mo Qiu's name. What is even more surprising is that this is actually a cultivator of the late Jindan!
This Mo Qiu's root bone doesn't seem to be less than fifty years old, and he is definitely a first-class genius in the cultivation world.
Wei Qiongyin seemed to see through Luo Jianqing's thoughts and whispered: "Senior brother, they have many factions of the Mo family. I heard that there is a line of Mo family who once committed crimes and was banished to the cold desert wasteland by their own family. You can return to your family. Maybe this Mo Qiu is from that line."
Luo Jianqing nodded lightly, turned his head to look at Mo Qiu indifferently, and said indifferently, "What about your apology?"
Mo Qiu was stunned for a moment and said subconsciously, "I want to apologize?"
Luo Jianqing said coldly: "Since the ultimate move was used first, then we must give us an explanation for Taihua Mountain. If we don't apologize, then we will fight."
Mo Qiu smiled and said: "Little beauty, you want to fight me? You are in the middle stage of Jindan."
Luo Jianqing raised his eyebrows: "Your Excellency is unwilling to apologize?"
Mo Qiu said with a sneer: "Joke. Anyone who dares to comment on my appearance should be slashed with a thousand cuts. Today, I will spare that kid for your sake, Taihuashan. When we meet next time, I will definitely slap that guy. The skin of the boy, let him..."
A cyan sword light rose from the ground!
Mo Qiu's voice suddenly stopped, and he suddenly had a bloody long whip in his hand, raising his hand to block Luo Jianqing's offensive.
The sword light and whip shadow flickered constantly in the small inn, and the vast spiritual power collided with each other, causing waves of spiritual power fluctuations.
As early as when Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu were arguing, some of the loose cultivators who knew each other scattered to the side. The disciples of the other four sects all watched and watched, and there were four cultivators in the late stage of Jindan who swept Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu with their eyes. Now that they were fighting, the four of them narrowed their eyes and looked carefully. on.
The disciples of Mount Taihua were never connected, but among the other four sects and aristocratic sects, almost all of their younger generation's top disciples were late Jindan practitioners, and these four were the senior brothers and sisters of the four sects.
The cyan sword light has a cold aura, and the blood-colored whip is deadly.
The battle between the two was inseparable, but Xie Zizhuo was very relieved, because he knew that although his senior brother was in the middle stage of Jindan, he was invincible under Nascent Soul! Cultivation is very important, but strength is the foundation of a cultivator. Venerable Hao Xingzi has long said that the only super-quality root bone in the world gives Luo Jianqing such an unmatched strength that he can kill people across tiers!
However, as time passed, the four onlookers all frowned, watching Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu warily. Jie Zizhuo was even more surprised. He never imagined that this person from the Mo family branch could fight Luo Jianqing to such an extent!
Snapped!
boom!
Luo Jianqing was shocked and stopped, with a whip mark on his face.
Mo Qiu in red also panted slightly, and there was a bloody mouth on his left arm.
Both of them looked at each other coldly. After a long time, Mo Qiu smiled lowly and said, "This is the first time in my life that someone has forced me to apologize to others."
Luo Jianqing raised the Frost Floating Sword and pointed at the center of the opponent's eyebrows: "Do you want to fight again?"
Mo Qiu narrowed his eyes dangerously, looking at the young man in white in front of him. After a long while, he sneered, turned his head to look at Jie Zizhuo, and said, "It's my fault for the poison injection this time, but in the future when you see me, you'd better take a detour. My Mo Qiu's subordinates have never been alive. Man, don't let me do it a second time."
Xie Zizhuo was silenced, and he could only curse in his heart angrily: You are so arrogant, you didn't beat my senior brother at all!
As soon as the words fell, Mo Qiu turned his head and left, only to listen to Luo Jian's calm voice: "Mr. Daoist Mo, since the misunderstanding has been resolved, it's better to reconcile. You didn't seem to find a room just now, I still have an empty room in Taihua Mountain, which can be given to me you."
The nineteenth junior brother was surprised: "Senior brother, isn't there no room left, you..."
Luo Jianqing said, "I can just squeeze in a room with others."
Seeing this, Mo Qiu looked at Luo Jianqing amusingly, without saying a word.
Luo Jianqing looked calm and asked, "How do you feel about fellow Daoist Mo?"
Mo Qiu asked back, "Are you trying to win me over?"
Luo Jianqing avoided and didn't answer.
Mo Qiu laughed: "Taihua Mountain is really interesting, the people in Taihua Mountain are really interesting, hahahaha. Okay, I agree to your invitation. But you don't have to share a room with others, I can just live in a room with you. ."
Hearing this, Luo Jianqing's eyes flashed a dark light, but he didn't say a word.
After the meal, Luo Jianqing called Wei Qiongyin to another place and asked carefully about the Mo family. Listening to Wei Qiongyin's words, Luo Jianqing slowly darkened his eyes, and finally said with a smile, "That's the case, I didn't know that the Mo family was the head of the eight great families in ancient times", and then returned to the inn.
That night, Luo Jianqing slept on the floor, causing Mo Qiu to smile strangely: "Little beauty, are you afraid that I will not sleep well, or that I will harass you in the middle of the night?"
Luo Jianqing looked indifferent, and said coldly: "It's because the sleeping position is not good."
Mo Qiu laughed.
In the middle of the night, Luo Jianqing didn't fall asleep. He lay on the ground with his clothes on, staring at the ceiling with his eyes open, thinking of something that happened a long time ago.
In the last life, after Luo Jianqing learned of the tragic deaths of the two junior brothers, he returned to the extreme north despite the danger and wanted to find people. In the end, he only found Zuo Yunmo's Jian Sui, and was attacked by many righteous people. Luo Jianqing was injured originally, and he was no match for these people at that time, so he fled in a fiasco and fled into a valley.
It is easy to enter the valley, but difficult to get out of the valley.
Luo Jianqing did not have the same luck as Li Xiuchen. After he fell into the valley, he did not get any magic weapon and elixir, but only saw a skeleton and a blood book. The blood book said that this corpse was a cultivator of the Mo clan. He knew that after his failure this time, his clansmen would definitely be isolated and even massacred by other clansmen.
The blood book did not explain what this senior did, and it actually caused other clansmen to anger people in his lineage. However, the hatred in the blood book is enough to shake the sky. Even if it spans 10,000 years, Luo Jianqing is very shocked.
"My sin does not involve future generations. I hope that you can help my descendants with a hand, and the magic treasures, elixir and all objects will be given to you. 』
Luo Jianqing didn't see the elixir and magic weapon at all, and there was only a skeleton in front of him. However, Luo Jianqing still remembered to repay the kindness, because in the end he was really exhausted. In desperation, he could only use the magic cultivation method to absorb all the remaining spiritual power in this skeleton and let himself recover. strength.
This senior is a great power in the God Transformation stage, and his bones also contain vast spiritual power, but when the spiritual power is swallowed up, the dead bones will turn into a pile of ashes and disperse with the wind.
Before leaving, Luo Jianqing knelt in front of the blood writing and kowtowed three times, and swore secretly: "Today I, Luo Jianqing, ordered the bones of the seniors to disappear, but if I have the opportunity, I will help the seniors find your descendants and bless them. "
That senior was surnamed Mo, and a branch of the Mo family was exiled to the cold desert wasteland. According to Wei Qiongyin, he had been exiled for tens of thousands of years.
If it is true, then Mo Qiu is probably the descendant of that senior.
Although all this has happened in a previous life, Luo Jianqing still can't forget that he was able to gain life because of the bones of his predecessors, and it was the other party who gave him the opportunity to escape from the valley. Asking Mo Qiu to apologize to Jie Zizhuo and Taihuashan is one thing, but he also wants to repay the kindness of his predecessors.
"However... I don't know who took those magic weapons and elixir from the blood book..."
"Little beauty, what are you talking about?"
Luo Jianqing was slightly stunned, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Mo Qiu lying beside the bed, looking at him with a smile. A beautiful and beautiful face is full of smiles, but how to see that smile makes Luo Jianqing feel strange. He always feels that the other party does not seem to be looking at his peers when he looks at him, but looks at his younger generation.
However, according to the mortal's calculation, Luo Jianqing is a decade younger than Mo Qiu, which is also considered a seniority.
Luo Jianqing didn't answer, he closed his eyes and said, "Friend Mo, are you going to enter the Valley of Flames?"
Mo Qiu said with a smile: "Why, you also want to enter? That's right, with Flowing Flame Valley open, how could Taihua Mountain not enter."
Luo Jianqing asked: "Why don't you go in with the Mo family? I heard that Mo Feng, the third son of the Mo family's direct line, is also here this time, and he will lead a lot of the Mo family in together."
Mo Qiu didn't answer.
But Luo Jianqing had already figured out the answer for him.
People from Mo Qiu's lineage have been exiled for tens of thousands of years. I am afraid that this time he secretly came to Floating Flame City. It was impossible for the Mo family to accept him, so he wanted to go in as a loose cultivator.
Thinking of this, Luo Jianqing said: "Fellow Daoist Mo, why don't you go in with our Taihua Mountain team? Even if you can't get many magic weapons, your chances of survival are higher."
Mo Qiu smiled lightly, and suddenly asked: "Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain, what are you doing so well to me?"
Luo Jianqing's throat stagnated for a while, he opened his eyes, but saw that Mo Qiu leaned halfway out of bed, and was looking at himself with his eyes bent, the distance between the two was less than three inches!
Luo Jianqing's brows flashed with blue light, and after a while, he said, "If you don't want to, then forget it."
Mo Qiu didn't answer immediately, he carefully looked at the sword pattern between Luo Jianqing's eyebrows, and finally stopped his eyes on the small cinnabar mole. Mo Qiu asked, "You still have a cinnabar mole between your eyebrows?"
Luo Jianqing gave a soft "um" without explanation.
Mo Qiu glanced at it with interest, and finally looked away and said, "I'm used to being free as a loose cultivator, so I won't bother you. There is no problem in saving lives.”
Luo Jianqing didn't persuade him any more. It was really hard to travel, so he slowly fell asleep.
When Luo Jianqing opened his eyes the next day, he found that Mo Qiu was no longer in the room. Luo Jianqing picked up a few spirit stones on the table, looked at the paper pressed under the spirit stones, and smiled helplessly.
Can Luo Jianqing sleep on the ground all night with a few spirit stones
If it wasn't for the kindness of the senior, he would have made Mo Qiu responsible for his words and deeds yesterday.
The next day everyone was about to enter Liuyan Valley. Wei Qiongyin found Luo Jianqing and told him some news he found yesterday.
The Mo family did have a genius disciple named Mo Qiu, and he was the one who was exiled in the cold desert wasteland. That Mo Qiu can be accepted by his family as long as he cultivates to the Nascent Soul stage. He is also quite famous among the younger generation of the Mo family, but he has always lived in the cold desert wasteland and has never appeared in the thirty-six states.
Luo Jianqing thought for a while and said: "Mo Qiu is about to break through the Golden Core Stage, he is probably here in Liuyan Valley to find a breakthrough opportunity, and as long as he is promoted to Nascent Soul, he can stay in the Mo family, and he doesn't need to go back to that desolate place. The cold desert wasteland is gone."
Wei Qiongyin nodded yes.
The disciples of Taihua Mountain were ready to go, and they followed Elder Shan to the flat ground outside Liuyan Valley early in the morning.
At this time, tens of thousands of loose cultivators have already gathered here, and countless small sects have also sent their most elite disciples: they do not seek to obtain the great magic weapon, but only to obtain a little chance.
Under the leadership of Elder Shan, Luo Jianqing met with people from the four sects, the eight great families, and the sixteen sects. When seeing that Mo Feng, Luo Jianqing looked at him carefully and asked, "Friend Mo, do you know Mo Qiu?"
Mo Feng frowned and said, "Mo Qiu is a child of our Mo family in the cold desert wasteland. I also heard about the conflict between him and fellow Daoist Luo, and I apologize to Taihuashan for him. But I don't know Mo Qiu either, he has been living in the cold desert wasteland before, this is probably the first time he has come to Thirty-Six Prefectures."
Luo Jianqing nodded.
An hour later, the gap at the gate of Flowing Flame Valley finally opened a one-person-wide gap. Luo Jianqing calmly glanced at Li Xiuchen among the disciples of Mount Taihua, then narrowed his eyes and flew towards the gate.
At the same time, all the monks on the scene flew to the gate at the fastest speed, and everyone wanted to be the first to enter the Valley of Flowing Flames.
Luo Jianqing's speed was the fastest among the crowd, and he rushed into the gate with a "swoosh", causing Elder Shan to stroke his beard proudly. The elder of the Broken Soul Sect on the side said dissatisfiedly: "You Taihua Mountain stood close just now, so you were the first to enter. Look, the second person to enter must be our Broken Soul Sect..."
Before the words were finished, a blood-red figure flew into the door.
The Broken Soul Sect elder opened his mouth and was stunned.
The elder Shan of Taihua Mountain was also stunned for a while, and then he laughed and said: "This Xuantian Continent is really hidden. Old man Liu, I know that person just now, he is the subordinate of our chief disciple Luo Jianqing of Taihua Mountain. Defeated general, Mo Qiu, who apologized to me in Taihua Mountain only yesterday in the inn! Look, your Soul Broken Sect can't even compare to a loose cultivator."
The Broken Soul Sect elder twitched at the corners of his mouth, almost fainting out of breath.
The Valley of Flowing Flames was officially opened, and thousands of cultivators rushed to enter, just to gain the best chance!