The mediocre monk surnamed Lin from the Guiyi Sect destroyed the Qiankun Xuanwu Pot with one move. Everyone in Wuweizhai was stunned when they saw this, and watched her fly towards the dense forest where Luo Jinghe fell.
Everyone suddenly came to their senses and whispered.
"Ah... the Qiankun Xuanwu pot is just broken like this? Then does Luo Jinghe still count as our young master of Wuweizhai?"
"What are you thinking? He can't even keep the guy eating, so he deserves it?"
"But he finally refined the Qiankun Xuanwu Cauldron!"
"Tsk~ The master spent a lot of time to ask someone to refine this precious pot. If he had completely refined it, would it still be smashed to pieces by fellow Taoist Lin with a sword? It was not completely refined, and rounding it off would be the same. No refining."
"That's right. Oh, what a pity such a good pot is!"
"Since the incident of the master's scattering of spirits has nothing to do with Chen Qimiao's precious soup, then Luo Jinghe looks guilty, could it be that he was eating the inside out..."
In the dense forest, Luo Jinghe stood staggeringly.
The Qiankun Xuanwu Cauldron that he had worked so hard to obtain was easily destroyed, and the imprint of divine consciousness on it was naturally erased. The sea of consciousness was churning at the moment, and even mobilizing spiritual power was a bit difficult.
Recalling the amazing sword energy that destroyed the world just now, he couldn't help but shudder.
That is the Qiankun Xuanwu Cauldron that took an unknown amount of heavenly materials and earthly treasures to refine, and it is enough to withstand the full blow of the monks in the late stage of spiritual transformation!
So who is Lin Xisheng?
Not to mention that his cultivation level has skyrocketed in just a few years, but he still has such terrifying and domineering sword intent!
The wind picked up behind me, bringing with it a faint scent of soap.
Luo Jinghe felt relieved, turned around and held his hands in his hands. Just as he was about to speak, a thick and thick arm fell on his waist.
As the world was spinning, Luo Jinghe was carried on someone's shoulders.
At the same time, an irregular hand appeared on his buttocks and began to rub it gently.
Luo Jinghe struggled and shouted in a low voice: "Sect Master Wang, please respect yourself!"
The man stopped for a moment, then increased his strength, slapping him hard on the buttocks, pinching and squeezing him in a circle, and said with a wild smile: "You are all big men, I have what you have, touch two What’s going on next? If you feel like you’re at a loss, just touch it back!”
As Wang Zhinan spoke, he also thrust his buttocks back twice, looking like he was "letting you take what you want".
When Luo Jinghe heard this, he froze, his face turned blue and white, and he felt a little regretful in his heart.
Who in the world of cultivation doesn’t know that Wang Zhinan, the leader of the Tianwu Sect, eats both men and women and is not afraid of cold or raw food?
When he touched it back, he didn't know if he was punishing himself or rewarding Wang Zhinan.
But thinking of Chen Qimiao and the unconscious owner, Luo Jinghe finally gritted his teeth.
Some things, once done, can't be looked back.
All the consequences can only be endured by holding one's nose.
Luo Jinghe suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said kindly, "Sect Master Wang, this is the Guiyi Sect. As the leader of the Tianwu Sect, you really shouldn't stay for a long time!"
Wang Zhinan chuckled, as if he had heard it, and did not say any more teasing words. He just moved his big palm up and pressed it on Luo Jinghe's lower back to prevent him from moving. He uttered one word: "Escape!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of earthy yellow light emerged from the soil, turned into a vine and entangled Wang Zhinan, and was about to drag the two of them into the ground covered with dead branches and leaves.
It's just that escaping with Luo Jing and such a big living person is not as easy as doing it alone.
Just at this moment, Lin Yige arrived.
The moment his spiritual sense detected the aura belonging to another monk, Lin Yige couldn't distinguish the identity of that person, so he stabbed him with his sword based on instinct.
The condensed sword energy moved forward, and the dark purple light easily penetrated several thick trees surrounding it, and headed straight for the aura.
If there is actual murderous intention, it will rush towards the two of them like a tide.
Before the sword light faded away, Lin Yige threw out ten formation flags and silently recited the formula. In an instant, he would block the ten directions and form a trapping formation.
At this time, half of Wang Zhinan's body had already disappeared into the earth. Seeing this, he pushed out a palm steadily and steadily towards the female cultivator.
A tornado
Kong appeared, rolled up the wet and dry branches and fallen leaves, and faced the sword energy.
Then Wang Zhinan sneered and nodded lightly in the air, and the ten formation flags were fixed in the distance.
The mud climbed up the formation flag, and the formation patterns on the flag were gradually corroded and blurred. The spiritual energy attached to the formation patterns also dissipated, making it difficult to form an formation again.
It's ridiculous, a mere sword cultivator in the Transformation God stage actually wants to use these tattered formation flags to leave behind his Chalcedony stage physical cultivation which is comparable to the Void Refining stage?
Wang Zhinan had a thought: This overestimation of one's abilities is quite similar to Lin Yige's rampaging short-lived ghost.
He shook his head. If not for what Luo Jinghe said, it was not suitable to stay here for a long time. Fighting with this female cultivator would alarm the Guiyi Sect a hundred feet away. Wang Zhinan would not have given up so easily.
Soon, Wang Zhinan couldn't laugh anymore.
That sword energy was extraordinary and powerful, and it was impossible to stop the tornado he swung with only one force.
In a hurry, Wang Zhinan had no choice but to activate his spiritual power, speed up his escape technique, and lead Luo Jinghe into the earth in a slightly panicked manner.
Lin Yige knew that his physical body was not as strong as the sword energy, so he had to dodge left and right, using the huge trees in the dense forest to weaken the tornado that the sword energy could not intercept.
When she stepped forward with her sword against the wind, Luo Jinghe and the person who responded had long since disappeared. Only the sword energy split the moist and flat black soil, leaving a deep ravine.
There is still a scent of soap locust in the forest, and the earth aura is stronger than before.
It is common for monks to travel thousands of miles in a day, fly into the sky or escape to the earth, and shrink to an inch.
But monks also have preferences.
The sword is mastered to control the sword, the body is cultivated to escape from the ground, the weapon is cultivated to fly on a flying boat, the medicine is cultivated to control the medicine pestle, the Buddha is cultivated to be happy and fast...
Lin Yige had a guess, so he took out a transmission note and placed it between his eyebrows for a moment, causing it to ignite.
If it hadn't been for this incident, she wouldn't have remembered that she had a blood-contracted slave in Tianwuzong - Shang Wubing.
Now that Luo Jinghe has been taken away, Chen Qimiao is not very clear about the cause and effect of the fifth senior sister's coma, and the second senior brother cannot determine the cause of the scattered spirit in a short period of time...
Among the several senior brothers and sisters, the sixth senior brother Tu Baicao was the most well-informed.
Even in the Tianwu Sect's Yuji Mountain Cave, Gan Qiong was arranged by Tu Baicao through Wuweizhai to inquire about the news.
With this thought in mind, Lin Yige took out the sound transmission note and gave Tu Baicao a sound transmission note as well.
After doing this, she turned around and returned to the mountain gate a hundred feet away.
Chen Qimiao didn't know what he felt when he saw Lin Xisheng walking out of the forest alone without Luo Jinghe.
Lin Yige glanced at the people with different expressions in front of the mountain gate, pondered for a moment, and then sent a message to Xia Mingxuan and Li Run, asking them to arrange for the food cultivators to stay temporarily in Baihe Town for a few days.
Wuweizhai has lost its backbone, and Luo Jinghe behaves suspiciously. It would be inappropriate to allow these foods to be repaired.
It would be better to put it in Baihe Town and bring happiness to the people of Baihe Town.
Everyone in Wuweizhai has no objection.
Lin Yige left Chen Qimiao alone and asked her, "Do you know, besides Jiweitang, where does Luo Jinghe go most often?"
Chen Qimiao's eyes lit up and he said: "Book Collection Pavilion!"
