A month later, Bian Ji and Che Ju returned.
Everyone gathered in the valley again, Bian Ji and Che Ju responded to relevant matters, and Mo Xiao arranged the next itinerary.
At the east end of the southern foot of Xuanhui Mountain, there is Feiyu Village. The owner of Feiyu Village, Ji Village, was once a disciple of Yunchuan Immortal Sect and had a close relationship with Shenqitang of Yunchuan Peak. Two years ago, a member of his clan was killed by a disciple of the Xuanli Sect. Xuanlimen is located at the west end of the southern foot of Xuanhui Mountain. Although it is a small fairy sect, it is still a powerful existence compared with Feiyu Village. Master Ji Zhuang once asked Yunchuan Feng to help him avenge his death, but he never got a response. Now there are rumors that the Xuanli Sect has obtained a treasure, or it may be related to the Lanling Underground Palace. The Yunchuan Immortal Sect sent Jiao Yu and twelve disciples to Feiyu Manor. One was to be invited to administer justice, and the other was to find out the truth about the treasure.
Unexpectedly, Jiao Yu was eager to win and went directly to Xuanli Gate. As a result, he fought hard and suffered heavy casualties on both sides. So the Immortal Sect sent a message to Mo Xiao, instructing her to lead people to rescue. The trip to Lanling City seemed to be going smoothly, but it was also full of twists and turns. Mo Xiao was afraid of another mishap, so he sent Bian Ji and Che Ju to make contact first. Now that the way forward has been discovered, it's time to set off.
However, there is no shortcut here. Only by climbing over the main peak of Xuanhui Mountain can we reach Feiyu Village, which is five thousand miles away. Moreover, the mountains are high and the forests are dense, and the weather is changeable, making it easy to lose your way on the way. In order to avoid accidents, Bian Ji took out a picture slip and handed it to everyone to circulate.
Picture slips are commonly used by monks.
As long as the monk's spiritual consciousness is strong enough, he can imprint characters, maps, or marks on the jade slips, which is like a spiritual rubbing.
After everyone memorized the path in the map, they received a reward from Mo Xiao, or compensation for the trip to Lanling City, which included twenty spiritual stones, two bottles of elixirs, two Dragon Subduing Talismans, Two Earth Escape Talisman, five Wind Control Talisman, ten Fire Lifting Talisman, and one Foundation Establishment Sword Talisman.
On this day in late March, Mo Xiao led his disciples on a journey to defend the country...
There is no road.
There are only jungles of ancient trees that block out the sky, jagged rocks, towering and steep mountain walls, bottomless ravines, and waterfalls roaring down like horses.
Everyone performed light-body techniques, sometimes flying over cliffs and walking over walls, climbing over rocks and crossing ravines, and sometimes walking through the jungle.
evening.
The crescent moon is like a hook, and the night wind is like a wave.
The group rested on the top of the mountain.
Yu Ye leaned on a stone and sat cross-legged, took out a Bigu Pill and threw it into his mouth.
Far away from the towns and villages, it is impossible to buy food, and it is difficult to find wild fruits in the mountains in spring. They eat Bigu Pill to satisfy their hunger and quench their thirst with the mountain streams.
Although the wind is strong on the top of the mountain, the advantage is the vast view, accompanied by the bright moon above the head, and the boundless night in all directions.
Everyone was tired from the journey and took a rest.
Uncle Mo Xiao's injuries have recovered as before.
Although Ming Ye's leg injury was mostly healed, he was still limping and had difficulty moving freely. Along the way, Chen Qi led him on the road, and the two of them felt like brothers.
Yu Ye looked at the situation around him, took out the spirit stone, put it in his palm, and slowly closed his eyes.
As the exercise moves, the body-protecting power envelopes the whole body, and powerful qi flows out of the sea of qi, flowing to the meridians, internal organs, and limbs. In that nameless valley, I rarely practiced quietly for more than a month. The cultivation level has been improved again, and now the realm has reached the late stage of the fifth level of Qi refining.
As for the two demonic salamanders of the Beast Taming Ring, thanks to the feeding of the spirit stones, they are not only taller, but also uglier in appearance. The lumps of flesh on their backs have also turned into the shape of two wings that are about the size of a foot.
However, there is still little progress in the Shenlong Escape Technique, and the practice of the Seven Kills Sword Qi and the "Tian Forbidden Technique" is limited to the first form of sacrifice and trapping. This should be related to cultivation level. The fifth level of Qi refining is too low. Don’t be anxious for a while, just take it step by step...
early morning.
One after another, figures continued to walk through the mountains.
Staying like this at dawn, day after day.
The steep mountains gradually become gentler, and the forest becomes more lush.
At dusk that day, smoke rose from the valley more than ten miles away. In a moment, a village courtyard appeared in front of them.
The village courtyard occupies an area of about 1,000 acres and is surrounded by fields, streams, and woods. It has its own pastoral scenery, but it is far away from the hustle and bustle of the world and is unusually quiet.
According to Bian Ji, that is Feiyu Village.
While Zhuangzi was still far away, several figures appeared on the grain field in front of the village.
After a while, Mo Xiao hurriedly arrived at the barn with his disciples. An old man and a middle-aged man came up with three men.
The old man, with a tall body, gray beard and hair, and bright eyes, was actually an expert with three or four levels of foundation building. He is the owner of Feiyu Village, Ji Xin.
The middle-aged man is Jiao Yu, the foundation-building senior of Shenqitang.
Among the three men, one has a similar appearance to Master Ji, and is his son, Ji Guan, who is in his thirties and has a cultivation level of seven or eight levels of Qi refining; the other two are followers of Jiao Yu’s divine enlightenment. The disciples, named Liang Qiao and Qiang Pu respectively, are masters of the ninth level of Qi refining.
Jiao Yu introduced the two parties to each other, and some courtesy was inevitable.
Master Ji Zhuang laughed loudly and walked with wind in his step. He led everyone into the manor, held a banquet in the flower-filled courtyard, and welcomed the distinguished guests from afar. During the banquet, there was a burst of greetings, and the scene was very cheerful and lively. It’s just that Jiao Yu, Liang Qiao, and Qiang Pu seemed to be in low spirits and looked depressed.
Yu Ye had no time to care about anything else, he just stared at the fine wine and delicacies, holding the wine bottle in one hand and the braised meat in the other, and was very busy eating and drinking. While he was eating and drinking, he did not forget to pay attention to the conversation between the three seniors.
It is reported that Xuanli Sect is a small immortal sect. The sect leader is surnamed Wen, and his only name is Hong. He only has foundation building skills and only has dozens of disciples. Jiao Yu relied on his famous family and was so arrogant that he brought people to the house to question him. As a result, he was besieged. Not only were he and Master Ji Zhuang injured, but ten of the twelve Qi Refining disciples who traveled with him also lost their lives. The casualties were so heavy that the hatred between the two sides could no longer be resolved. The arrival of Mo Xiao made him and Master Ji have the idea of revenge again, but because of their previous defeats, they could not help but worry about gains and losses...
After the banquet, it was already dark.
Master Ji took advantage of the wine mood and took everyone to the backyard. The guest rooms had already been decorated with incense and incense.
Yu Ye didn't bother to chat with anyone, so he walked into the guest room, closed the door, and concentrated on practicing Qigong.
Instead of worrying about all kinds of conspiracies and human relations, it is better to be alone. What's more, he is just a junior disciple, and if he interferes too much, he will be jealous of others...
After dawn, Master Ji took Ji Guan to the door one by one to greet them.
Yu Ye had no choice but to interrupt his practice and walk outside.
The backyard of the Ji family is surrounded by more than a dozen guest rooms. In the middle is a patio-like courtyard planted with flowers and plants, as well as stone tables and benches for leisure.
Mo Xiao and Jiao Yu also lived here, and thirteen disciples of the Immortal Sect lived in the same courtyard.
Although Ji Guan is the son of Feiyu Manor and an expert in Qi refining, he is humble and polite and tries his best to make friends with every disciple of the Immortal Sect. No matter how old or young he is, he is respectfully called senior brother or senior sister. His father Ji, the owner of the village, was even more generous. Not only did he give out clothes and spiritual stones as a thank you, he also allowed the guests to enjoy the fine wine and food in the village.
Suddenly, the yard was filled with laughter and laughter.
Zhuangzhu Ji led everyone outside the courtyard again. Outside the courtyard is a flower garden and a pond.
Among the colorful flowers and plants, there is a pavilion with simple tables and stools, as well as various dried fruit cakes and drinks.
It is rare for a group of immortal disciples to be so leisurely, wandering among flowers, standing by the water, or sitting under a pavilion, enjoying the leisure and tranquility of the countryside.
Yu Ye carried the dried fruit cakes in his pocket and slipped to the grass beside the pond to sit down.
He likes this kind of life without fighting against the world, and also envies the blessing of Master Ji!
Having a home and a courtyard, full of children and grandchildren, sitting in the pastoral scenery, and occasionally flying around with a sword, wouldn't it mean that you have enjoyed all the blessings and luck between heaven and earth.
However, since Master Ji is polite to others, he must ask for something.
He was also given two sets of Taoist robes and ten spiritual stones in the wild, which was considered a benefit. As the saying goes, eating people has a short mouth and taking people with short hands. I'm afraid the leisurely days won't last long.
And Lord Ji Zhuang is already so wealthy, so why should he have a grudge with a fairy sect?
Yu Ye was eating cakes and glanced back.
Mingye walked over holding a wooden stick.
Yu Ye's face darkened.
Ming Ye paused on his feet, looking a little flustered. He looked at his fellow disciples and the three seniors in the pavilion not far away, then he emboldened himself, limped over and sat down, and whispered with a flattering look: "Junior Brother Yu..."
Yu Ye looked sideways and said nothing.
"Ahem..."
Ming Ye cleared his throat and said uneasily: "I killed your brother by mistake, and you almost cut off one of my legs. Look..." He considered for a moment, and then said tentatively: "See if you can get over it. Shake hands and make peace with each other?"
Yu Ye chewed the cake and remained silent.
Ming Ye took the initiative to seek peace.
With Uncle Mo and his fellow disciples accompanying him, he didn't worry about his life. He was afraid of being remembered and would inevitably die from the sword's energy one day.
I heard him argue again: "Of course one of my legs is not as valuable as a human life, but it was made by a big mistake and it is impossible to recover. There is nothing I can do about it..."
Yu Ye raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance.
More than ten feet away, Chen Qi was chatting and laughing with Ji Guan. He seemed to notice his eyes and quietly turned around to avoid them. Other fellow senior brothers and sisters are also paying attention to what's going on here consciously or unconsciously.
"Junior Brother Yu!"
Ming Ye was eager to make peace and said hurriedly: "People cannot be resurrected after death. In order to make up for my fault, I am willing to compensate spiritual stones... five hundred..."
Yu Ye picked up a piece of pastry and threw it into his mouth.
"one thousand!"
Ming Ye gritted his teeth, stretched out a hand fiercely, and said with a ruthless look on his face, "How about a thousand spirit stones?"
Yu Ye was startled.
A thousand spiritual stones?
Even the three seniors in the pavilion could not produce so many spiritual stones.
And can a thousand spiritual stones buy a life?
"I have something to say first..."
Ming Ye thought the deal was done, and said embarrassedly: "I can't get a few spirit stones right now, but when I return to Mutian City the next day and meet my master, I will definitely give them all!"
"Do not care!"
Yu Ye responded lightly, stood up and left with his fruit pastries.
"Junior Brother Yu..."
Ming Ye was unexpected.
But he saw Chen Qi in the distance smiling at him...
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