The bright moon hung high, it was midnight.
On the wasteland outside Shangluo County, the mercury-like moonlight spread all over the ground.
After listening to Yu Mingyue's words, Lin Yige thought for a moment and said bluntly: "If you want to return to Danfang, join my Guiyi sect first."
At present, it seems that the reason why Yu Mingyue entrusted the auction of the two fragments of alchemy prescriptions was not for the sake of spiritual stones.
Perhaps she was hit by a casual remark from a monk in the auction house. As a descendant of Jiuli, Ju Mingyue was unable to decipher the elixir formula.
According to this idea, Yu Mingyue only spent a high-grade spiritual stone and used Yun Xiulou's connections to show the elixir to various cultivation forces to test whether anyone could interpret the elixir.
If it is successfully auctioned to a monk who can interpret the elixir, she can also use her identity as a Jiuli witch and her ability to identify the unique herbs of Mount Jiuli to learn the contents of the elixir.
To say the least, even if the person who bought the Dan Fang didn't know how to interpret the Dan Fang, she could still take some risks and bid to buy it back.
If you can't buy it back...
Yu Mingyue can also "get back" in a more forceful way.
The Jiuli tribe is the descendant of the ancient witch tribe, and the Jiuli witches of all generations have been able to make witch medicine and poison.
The Gu King passed down from generation to generation is enough for a monk to drink a pot.
Even if you don't consider these, only the special smell of herbs that the Jiuli witch can recognize is enough to make Lin Yige think about it.
Yu Mingyue was slightly startled, and the look in her eyes dimmed, "It turns out to be the Immortal Chief of the Guiyi Sect. Since the Immortal Chief can't interpret it, why bother deliberately making things difficult?"
As a Jiuli witch, she could hardly sense the spiritual energy that the monks mentioned.
Yu Mingyue was a little disappointed and sighed softly. She touched the braid with her hand and found a velvet beetle covered with translucent hair in her palm.
Based on the performance of the law enforcement team just now, it can be inferred that the cultivation level of the immortal leader in front of him should be similar to that of the captain of the law enforcement team.
It should be quite safe to control them with velvet beetles, which are extremely effective against Golden Core Stage monks.
She just wanted to get back the fragment of the elixir recipe, not to hurt anyone's life.
Lin Yige had been paying attention to all the subtle movements of Yu Mingyue. After she touched her hair, she noticed a weak but dangerous aura in her palm.
She immediately realized that Juan Mingyue had misunderstood what she meant.
Although the poisonous bug in Yu Mingyue's hand was not fatal, Lin Yige still didn't want to get hit by it for no reason.
"Who says I can't interpret it?" Lin Yige asked with a smile, "Don't you want the real prescription for the soul-suppressing pill?"
Hearing the female cultivator accurately pronounce the words "soul-suppressing pill", Yu Mingyue suddenly opened her eyes wide.
This sudden surprise made her hand tremble and she almost crushed the carefully raised velvet beetle to death.
Yu Mingyue hurriedly stuffed the Gu worm into the braid, raised her head and smiled heartily, revealing two rows of neat and white teeth.
Then she learned the etiquette of monks and cupped her hands: "Ming Yue wishes to join the Returned Sect!"
Seeing this, Lin Yige said casually: "I belong to the same sect, and you can't just join if you want to."
"I'm waiting for you at Heming Mountain. If you can pass the trial maze and join the Guiyi Sect, I will definitely fulfill my promise and give you a copy of the prepared elixir."
After that, Lin Yige asked Geng Xin to take him back to Heming Mountain.
After the sword energy opens the pulse, the breakthrough is silent.
Lin Yige had just killed three people with basic swordsmanship. Now his aura was floating, and he was about to break through a small realm.
I just took advantage of this period of consolidating my cultivation to wait for Yu Mingyue to come to my door.
In a few days, after Chi Wulan breaks off her relationship with Wen Zongyi, she will return to Heming Mountain with Zhenling Pills.
"My dear, see you later."
As soon as he finished speaking, a purple light flashed past in the night.
Geng Xin had just eaten a large piece of gold ingot, and he used extra effort to act as the spirit sword, flying back much faster than when he came.
Before Yu Mingyue could react, she felt a breeze blow by, and when she raised her head, she could no longer see the female cultivator.
"I haven't had time to ask the name yet..."
Yu Mingyue sighed, grabbed her thick braid, and said to herself: "Guiyi Sect? Guiyi Sect is not one of the nine major sects?"
The Jiuli tribe has always been separated from the world of cultivation and the secular world. Concubine Mingyue only started to know about the world of cultivation when she recently came to Yuzhou to entrust the auction of the fragments of the alchemy recipe.
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Three days later, in Baihe Town, Cangwu County, a stunning female cultivator and male cultivators with carefully groomed beards appeared one after another.
The two people were Chi Wulan and Wen Zongyi.
Chi Wulan and Wen Zongyi had a heart-to-heart conversation and unilaterally announced that their relationship was over.
Wen Zongyi refused to comply and followed Chi Wulan closely to the gate of Guiyi Sect.
Chi Wulan felt that he had made it clear to him, so he naturally regarded him as nothing and ignored him.
But the Guiyi Sect's mountain-protecting formation will not let outsiders in casually.
If Wen Zongyi dared to step into the gate of the Guiyi Sect without authorization, he would not be able to stand up and come out.
Chi Wulan stopped. The relationship was broken, but there was no need to turn against each other.
She sighed inwardly, what a pity for such a face that perfectly suited her preferences!
Chi Wulan turned to face Wen Zongyi, curled his red lips, and said with a sarcastic smile: "Wen Zongyi, I said at the beginning that it is okay to be a Taoist couple, but you must not cross the line and interfere in the other party's affairs."
She had never thought of finding a monk as a companion.
After all, monks are not like mortals who only have a short lifespan of a hundred years. There are too many changes after the end of love.
If love turns into hate, there will be a steady stream of troubles.
Wen Zongyi was silent for a moment, and his voice was dry when he spoke: "Wu Lan, give me another chance, and I will change it."
"Call me Senior Wu or Master Wu." Chi Wulan sneered, "You have crossed the line again and again, and it's too late to regret it now."
When Wen Zongyi first crossed the line and inquired about her preferences with her previous partners, she shouldn't have tolerated it.
Later, he dared to follow her directly and even went to the Guiyi faction directly.
If it hadn't been for the senior sister who has been in seclusion all year round, Wen Zongyi would have successfully persuaded the senior sister to invite monks from Kyushu to attend the dual cultivation ceremony with great fanfare.
In that case, what is the meaning of Wu Lan's real identity that she has painstakingly maintained?
She still hasn't figured out which son of a bitch is targeting the junior sister?
They say "Heaven is jealous of talented people" and the Guiyi faction is doing justice for Heaven. How could it be "Heaven is jealous of talents"?
It can only be "people are jealous"!
Wen Zongyi stared into Chi Wulan's eyes and saw that she had no attachment to her. He couldn't help but sigh and smiled bitterly.
"Wu Lan, you...you have no heart at all."
Chi Wulan immediately refuted it coldly: "Nonsense! When I was with you, I really meant it."
She paused and added: "Every partner and I are sincere."
However, her amorous sword cultivates more than just the lingering love between men and women.
Wenzongyi was speechless.
Lin Yige had been in seclusion for three days since returning from Shangluo County.
