Zixuan had no reservations and took out a blank jade slip.
In a matter of moments, the jade slip was engraved with many methods of brewing spiritual wine.
"Senior, you may want to pay attention. There is a brewing method called Tianzhu Six Roads. In principle, it can brew Tianzhu Lingjiu that has the effect of improving the spiritual cultivation of monks. However, the required spirit Grass can easily be hundreds of thousands of years old. Our Qingping Sect has been in decline for a long time and cannot brew it. Seniors may be able to brew this kind of spiritual wine."
Zixuan obediently reminded Ning Chen.
Hearing this, Ning Chen nodded, capped the white jade bottle, and at the same time put the jade slip into the Naxu Ring.
"Since I have collected your things, I have a share of cause and effect. I will help take care of your Qingping Sect's affairs!" Ning Chen looked at Zixuan and said with a chuckle.
Zixuan was so attentive to him, on the one hand, of course, she was grateful to Ning Chen for helping, and on the other hand, she also wanted Ning Chen to help the Qingping Sect.
Ning Chen's eyes were as clear as fire, how could he not see Zixuan's purpose?
However, after a short exchange with Zixuan, he was indeed in a good mood.
Even if we trade equally, we will be happy to do so!
"Thank you, senior!"
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Sure enough, upon hearing Ning Chen's words, Zixuan suddenly showed a look of joy, and her pretty face turned red with excitement.
"The Demon Control Sect is still in my Qingping Sect at this time, and must be killing my fellow sect members wantonly. I would like to ask my seniors for help..."
Zixuan has also tasted it.
Ning Chen is not the kind of person who kills people, nor is he a person with a weird personality.
Among the seniors with such a high level of cultivation, Ning Chen is undoubtedly a person with an excellent personality. She finally couldn't help the anxiety in her heart and no longer worried about upsetting Ning Chen. Her pretty face showed an anxious look and she started urging.
Ning Chen did not hesitate and responded in a low voice: "In that case, we will go immediately."
Zixuan stretched out her jade finger and pointed in the northeast direction. Before she could react, she felt that her whole body was being lifted up by a gentle force. After a moment of dizziness, she was already flying into the void.
This kind of escape technique is more than a hundred times different from her golden elixir realm escape speed!
After just a cup of tea, Ning Chen flashed his light and stayed in the void high in the sky above a continuous mountain range.
Ning Chen did not look back, but looked at a mountain peak with a faint flash of spiritual light in the mountains, and asked repeatedly: "Is it here?"
Zixuan came back to her senses and said respectfully: "This is the mountain gate of my Qingping Sect. Please take action, senior."
Ning Chen's consciousness suddenly changed, and he snorted coldly.
"This Demon Control Sect is indeed vicious in its methods. It has already captured your Qingping Sect, but it still hasn't let go of the monks in the sect."
After saying that, without waiting for Zixuan to react, he dodges with her and appears directly above the spiritual light.
At this time, below the Qingping Sect, the place shrouded in spiritual light was filled with the smell of blood. The corpses of the disciples wearing the Qingping Sect's sect uniforms fell down. Some black-clothed monks were rummaging through the sect, looking for treasures.
On the stone platform in the center of the sect, several old men in black were sitting on chairs, looking ferociously at the Qingping Sect monks kneeling below.
Among the old men in black, one with a goatee clearly exuded the cultivation of the early Nascent Soul.
Among the monks of the Qingping Sect kneeling on the ground, there was only one old man with a snow-white beard and a skinny figure who exuded the cultivation of the perfect realm of golden elixir.
"Li Qingyi, you are really looking for death. Are you sure you don't want to take out the clear wine?"
The Nascent Soul-level old man in black, with murderous intent on his face, stared at the old man with a snow-white beard below, and spoke fiercely.
The old man looked up at the dilapidated sect and the thousands of corpses on the ground, showing a look of sadness and anger.
"Zhao Gou, for the revenge of destroying my sect today, I, the monk of Qingping Sect, will pay back a hundredfold in the future!" The old man with a snow-white beard stared at the old man in black with blood-red eyes, as if full of endless hatred.
"What an old bone, smelly and hard!"
The old man in black snorted coldly. He waved his sleeves, and a majestic power suddenly emitted.
This power instantly fell on the bodies of the Qingping Sect disciples who were kneeling further below. There were more than a dozen Qingping Sect disciples, with cultivation levels ranging from Jiji to Zifu. After withstanding the old man's blow, , blood spurted out from their mouths, and their souls died in an instant!
"Zhao Xun! You...you deserve to die!"
Seeing his disciples being killed randomly like this, Li Qingyi was filled with grief and anger. Two lines of blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and he roared at Zhao Xun, who was dressed in black.
It's a pity that his cultivation level has long been imprisoned, and he no longer has the qualifications to fight desperately.
"Li Qingyi, I have plenty of time. If you don't hand over what I want, I guarantee that no one in your Qingping Sect will survive... Your sect doesn't have any monks at the Nascent Soul stage, how dare you keep such a magical brewing spirit?" The art of wine has brought about today’s disasters because you don’t know the current affairs!”
Next to Zhao Xun, a black-robed golden elixir realm monk also spoke coldly, turning a deaf ear to the despair of the Qingping Sect monks.
"Zhao Xun, just wait for me. One day your Demon Control Sect will be in disaster; one day, my disciple Zixuan will definitely break through the Nascent Soul cultivation level." Li Qingyi was filled with grief and anger, and held his hands tightly. He touched the hard soil on the ground and said continuously.
"Hahaha... the girl named Zixuan you are talking about who you desperately sent away? She has already been intercepted by my people, and her body is probably already cold by now!"
Zhao Xun laughed wildly with a cruel smile on his face.
These words immediately fell on Li Qingyi's heart like thunder. His face was filled with despair and sluggishness. He raised his head suddenly and looked at Zhao Xun in disbelief.
"Didn't your Qingping Sect produce Zixuan with outstanding talent in the past few hundred years? I have already guessed that you will send her away in the end, and have secretly marked her."
Zhao Xun spoke cruelly and kept hitting Li Qingyi.
"If you know better and tell me the place where the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Wine is hidden, I might leave a few disciples for your Qingping Sect, and I won't cut off your inheritance."
While attacking Li Qingyi, Zhao Xun did not forget to leave him the only little hope.
"I...I...I am the sinner who failed to protect the Qingping Sect!"
Li Qingyi buried his head deeply, endless despair filling his heart. After a long time, he looked up at the sky.
Blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and he let out a roar of extreme grief and anger. Zhao Xun showed a proud sneer. Looking at Li Qingyi's appearance, he knew that the old man would not be able to hold on after all.
But after Li Qingyi roared, his old eyes showed a desire to die, and he looked at Zhao Xun coldly.
