The sky is filled with stars, and the night sky is like a curtain.
In front of the desolate Taoist temple in Xiong'er Mountain, the shadows of the branches are sparse and swaying slowly with the night wind. There was silence all around, except for the sound of wind entering the forest and the occasional chirping of insects.
Among the weeds, an inconspicuous young seedling rustled and trembled, its slender snow-white stem stretching upward until it was completely out of the ground.
There was a bulge in the middle of the stem, as if a small insect was swimming inside. It finally reached the top, and then with a "snap" sound, a stone as big as a grain of rice fell to the ground.
A man in black jumped down from the tree branches not far away, quickly picked up the stones, smiled, and disappeared deep into the dense forest.
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bluestone space
Countless blue fireflies are flying in the grass, like stars falling into the world.
Yang Zhen was lying on her back on the silky grass, and Zhao Yuer'er, with her hair like a waterfall, leaned on his chest.
Next to the two people is a tall and graceful grass.
"Yiyi is very tired today," the little girl murmured, "That Qin Zhaowu is a master of the middle stage of Jindan. Although he was beaten to death, it still took a lot of effort for Yiyi to move him into the space."
"After all this work, Yiyi still has to arrange for the treatment of the injured monk, and he has to contact you non-stop through me to find a way out..."
Yang Zhen gently stroked the sleeping grass with gentle eyes. The little fairy grass is lively and active. Once it returns to its original form, it usually has to protect itself due to a great loss of spiritual consciousness.
At this time, what Yang Zhen often does is to silently accompany Xiaocao and feel her tranquility and beauty. Sometimes when everything is completely silent, it seems that you can still hear her slight snoring in her deep sleep, like the sound of nature.
"What are our casualties?" he asked softly.
Too many things happened today, and it was difficult for him to calm down at the moment. Especially after hearing about Zixue's arrangement, on the one hand, I admired this woman's boldness and determination, but on the other hand, she was worried about her own casualties.
A large five-element formation composed of foundation-building monks faced off against the middle-stage Golden Core monks, and finally won a complete victory. This was definitely an unprecedented feat.
"Nearly a hundred people were injured before and after, and more than twenty people were burned by his Qingyan, and their injuries were relatively serious. Fortunately, Yiyi moved them into the ice cellar in time, and through the ten thousand-year-old ice that suppressed Zhuhuang Lingyun, It suppressed Qingyan's fire without causing any damage."
Yang Zhen breathed a sigh of relief. Most of the monks who formed the Five Elements Formation came to space with mortals in those years. They basically all had families and were very loyal. He did not want any misfortune to happen to any of them.
At this moment, a green light flashed, and the little girl appeared in the air, and then fell straight down.
"Brother, give me a hug!" Yiyi opened Roududu's little hands.
Yang Zhen hugged her, kissed her cheek distressedly, raised her eyes and looked into the distance, she saw a white silhouette coming quickly, it was Zixue.
However, there was another person following her, dressed in a red outfit, showing off her exquisite and proud body.
"Qing Xiaoling?" Yang Zhen said in surprise: "Did you release her?"
"Sister Xiaoling made great contributions in the battle to capture Qin Zhaowu," Zhao Yue'er explained: "She promised that she would abide by the rules in the space and not cause trouble everywhere, so we agreed for her to follow us."
"This is the fourth-level demon king," Yang Zhen lowered her voice and said, "Can you watch her?"
"Big bad guy! I, Qing Xiaoling, always mean what I say, but unlike some people, nine out of ten words are lies!" The little fox heard the conversation here a long time ago and shouted angrily.
If she hadn't made a promise beforehand, she would have looked at that guy's face more and more hatefully, and she would have liked to pounce on him immediately and bite this annoying man to death.
Yang Zhen glared at her. Since the people around him agreed, of course he couldn't be a bad person anymore.
"Our space does not support idlers, everyone has to do something!" Yang Zhen began to set rules.
Qing Xiaoling bared her teeth at him, turned her head and said nothing.
"Senior Sister Zixue," Yang Zhen took out a stack of storage bags from her arms: "These all belong to the great elder of the Black Xi clan. He wanted to rob me, but I robbed him. He was locked in a spirit beast bag and will not be used again in the future. Do the disposal!”
"These sea salt, brocade, rice, porcelain, etc. are all of the highest quality among all things. You and Qing Xiaoling go to Anping Town to find the executive committee there, hang out these things, and allow everyone to exchange them with contribution points."
When he read the name "Qing Xiaoling", the little fox snorted and looked arrogant. However, when he heard about the arrangement, he smiled happily and was obviously interested.
So he jumped up and followed Zixue.
"Brother, I want to give you a gift!" Yiyi said happily.
"What gift?" Yang Zhen asked curiously.
"Qingyan!"
…
Bluestone space, a dark corner
The figure flashed, and Yang Zhen and Yiyi appeared with everyone, looking at the motionless man lying on the ground.
The man was burly, with his limbs tightly bound by chains made of fourth-order Geng gold, and tied with a layer of third-order Immortal Binding Rope on the outside. He looked like a big rice dumpling.
This person is Qin Zhaowu. With such binding and the care of his clothes, even if his internal injuries are fully recovered, it will be difficult to do anything.
"Did he explain everything?" Yang Zhen asked.
"Yes," Zhao Yue'er covered her mouth and said with a smile, "He always thought that we people were sent by his ancestors. His attitude was extremely submissive and he answered all questions."
"According to his account, the murder of Qin Mingyue was initiated by the eldest prince and the second prince, and then he found the third prince to join him. As for himself, if he didn't comply at that time, he would definitely be silenced by them."
"These bullshit things, when that woman Qin Mingyue wakes up in the future, let her have a headache!" Yang Zhen sneered, and then asked:
"Does this person know about what Qin Yugui confided about being a traitor to the Yunxiao Sect?"
"he does not know."
"Why did the traitor from Yunxiao Sect contact Qin Mingyue instead of the third prince in charge of foreign affairs in Qin?" Yang Zhen asked doubtfully.
"It should be that Qin Mingyue has a better reputation," Zhao Yue'er said, "I asked people to make some insinuations. I heard that Qin Mingyue is very valued by Emperor Qin. Maybe the traitor thinks it is easier to trade with her."
"Well, let's wait until Qin Mingyue wakes up." Yang Zhen pondered for a moment: "This person is of no use anymore, let's get rid of him!"
For a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, even if he is locked alone in a closed space, his actions are likely to cause damage to the space. Of course, he could be tied up as tightly as he is now, but doing so would consume a lot of Yiyi's consciousness to keep an eye on him.
Therefore, for someone like Qin Zhaowu who cannot be kept or released, and who is already an enemy of each other, the best way to deal with it is to kill him.
Yang Zhen ordered people to wake up Qin Zhaowu, took out the wishful stick, and stood up.
Qin Zhaowu looked at all this in horror. He had known Yang Zhen before, but it was only now that he realized that he had fallen into the hands of this young man.
"Spare my life!" He begged for mercy while struggling desperately.
Yang Zhen's face was expressionless, and she slammed down the Ruyi stick hard and hit the opponent's Tianling Gai. Wherever he lifted a heavy weight, the opponent's head exploded.
Qin Zhaowu died.
Yang Zhen opened her right hand and pressed it on the opponent's Dantian. She pinched her fingers continuously and held a yellow bead as big as a pigeon egg in her hand.
Golden elixir!
The golden elixir that a golden elixir monk has condensed with his own cultivation is a priceless treasure that can be used to make powerful magic weapons such as the [Golden elixir thunder bead]. The lethality of its explosion is equivalent to that of the golden elixir monk's own self-destruction. 30% to 50%.
In addition, golden elixir is also an important raw material for refining the transformation pill. The higher the grade of the golden elixir, the higher the quality and quantity of the transformation pill can be refined.
During this trip to Hengji Mountain, Yang Zhen had already harvested two golden elixirs, and the other one came from Jumu Xuanxiao. However, this gentleman's cultivation level is low, and the quality of the golden elixir is far inferior to Qin Zhaowu's.
As for Sassun Hai, this person has still not come out of the spirit beast bag, and he has no idea that the world has changed outside.
Yang Zhen planned to hand this person over to the sect for disposal after returning to Xu State in the future.
Putting the two golden elixirs into his pocket, he looked at Qin Zhaowu's body again.
The most valuable treasure in this person's body is not the golden elixir.
It's Qingyan.
Yang Zhen flicked her fingers, and a wisp of fire began to burn on Qin Zhaowu's body.
Two quarters of an hour later, only the Dantian was left, and the flames could no longer burn.
A wisp of green flame was flickering in the dantian. It looked extremely weak, but it seemed like the king of fire. The flames on the side were trembling and did not dare to get close.
Yang Zhen stretched out her hand and cautiously approached Qingyan.
He wants to refine this flame.
