People arrived one after another, and the number of people was reduced by more than half, and none of the real people in the Jindan period came.
Real people who cherish their lives naturally cannot fight with each other outside. They wander around and race against time to kill the foundation-building monks of other sects and continents.
At this time, Yunli somewhat understood why Lin Chen and other people who knew the truth didn't tell them. When the news became clear, these Jindan masters began to shamelessly massacre the foundation-building period in order to enter Jiuliyuan as soon as possible to search for secrets and treasures.
Facing the golden elixir monks who were at a higher level, and many of the methods in the storage bag could not be used, the proud men of various sects had no power to resist. This was a one-sided massacre.
Seeing Qin Fei's helplessness, Yunli couldn't bear it. After all, they were the ones who made 'Miss Xing' disappear, so she had nothing to say, "What do you think the secret treasure is this time?"
Qin Fei didn't even raise his head, his head drooped: "The shadow in the book must be the secret book!"
Chu Nan also joined in: "That's not necessarily the case. The shadow last time was the Emperor's Golden Filigree, and the secret treasure was an elixir. Based on this, the book is not necessarily the secret manual."
Yunli's heart was heavy. The shadow was made of crystals. They didn't notice the meteor hammer being smashed by clang. After getting the jade box containing the elixir, they studied it carefully.
At the bottom of the jade box, there is an imperial golden chrysanthemum engraved on it, and there is also a small mapping circle on the spar.
Not to mention the meteor hammer, placing crystals in it can increase its power to a certain extent, but there is no need to put crystals in the elixir jade box.
There are always signs that someone is leading this matter, deliberately using crystals to create shadows to attract people.
She sighed softly and said: "We are already more than half in number, why aren't the secret realms open yet?"
This sentence immediately attracted everyone's attention. Now there are less than half of the people gathered here. After so long, there are only a few people living in the foundation building stage outside. According to Wei Jie, the real Jiuliyuan should be opened.
"Of course not enough people have died!" A cold voice came from the woods to the west.
Looking up, five Blood Tiger Guards walked out and looked at the Chixiao faction's team with evil intentions: "Perhaps the only thing missing is Zuo Hongyi's head."
Facing the five powerful Blood Tiger Guards, Zuo Hongyi took a few steps back and hid behind his fellow disciples, a bit of panic flashing in his eyes.
Yunli raised his eyebrows. It seemed that they didn't know that their boss and most of his sect members had been destroyed by Wen Xueruo. Now there were only five of them left in the Blood Tiger Guard.
Suddenly, a white light flashed behind the five people. A bright red color immediately appeared on the neck of the blood tiger guard who spoke, and he fell to the ground.
The other four Blood Tiger Guards suddenly dispersed, turned around and stared at the dense forest, shouting: "Who! Come out!"
"In my opinion, the only thing missing is your head!" The old man in gray clothes and white hair walked slowly out of the dense forest.
Zuo Hongyi shouted in surprise: "Grandpa!"
Everyone took a few steps back unconsciously. There was no one at the golden elixir stage here at the moment.
Zuo Zhenren touched his beard and said thoughtfully: "Oh? It seems that there are not enough heads?"
He turned to look at the remaining four Blood Tiger Guards, his eyes seemed to be quenched with poison, and said word by word: "I don't know if adding the four of you is enough."
Seeing clearly that it was him, the four Blood Tiger Guards did not panic at all, but relaxed. One of them, who looked like a young man, even took a few steps forward and said arrogantly: "Hmph, Zuo Wuwei, do you dare to touch me?"
Zuo Wuwei's eyes flashed, but he actually didn't take any action. He turned around and targeted Mu Yan and the other three alchemists, which made Yunli very angry. Do they look like weak persimmons?
"Tsk, tsk, there are still three alchemists alive. It seems you haven't worked hard enough." As he spoke, he raised a cruel smile and walked towards this side step by step.
Yunli stood in front of Mu Yan and snorted coldly. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a faint female voice.
"I wonder if you are faster or am I?"
Everyone was stunned, and after searching for a while, they found the speaker by the lake, a demon girl in blue, with her right hand raised, the back of her hand facing outward, and an orchid finger raised.
Seeing her, most people were a little confused. Why do you want to make me faster?
Zuo Wuwei's eyes moved away from her fingers and fell on Zuo Hongyi. His color suddenly changed: "You dare!"
Wei Lin's eyes narrowed. A transparent water line was tied to the middle finger of the demon girl named Wei Yu. The other end of the water line was tied around Zuo Hongyi's neck.
He raised his eyebrows, Ali ordered it?
Turning his head to look, he saw Yunli looking over in confusion.
"Don't move." Wei Yu warned calmly, applying slight force with her fingers, tightening the water line, and a drop of blood immediately rolled out from Zuo Hongyi's thin neck.
He cried out in pain, "Grandpa, help me."
Xuan Chen glanced at Zuo Wuwei's broad sleeves and said calmly: "Don't try to cut it off. Without Wei Yu's control, the water will break away. Once it gets contaminated, your grandson will be ruined."
Zuo Wuwei drooped his bulging sleeves and said bitterly: "What are you going to do? We, the Chixiao Sect, have no enmity with you demon cultivators, so why do you want to attack my grandson?"
In the first two robberies, the demon cultivators from several continents did not respond very well. Unless they took the initiative to provoke them, they rarely took action against human cultivators. However, the demon cultivators fought fiercely among themselves.
Because the things that demon cultivators value are often different from what human cultivators value, no one is surprised.
Unexpectedly, Canglan Demon Cultivator would suddenly take action against Chixiao, and it was only Zuo Wuwei who was at the golden elixir level on the field.
The demon cultivator's brain was caught in the door?
Bai Yu stood with his arms folded: "There was no grudge before, but if you want to touch them, there will be grudges."
"Thank you all fellow Taoists. Tianxin Pavilion and Tianwu Forest are connected. If something happens to you, we at Tianxin Pavilion will not ignore it."
Chu Nan smiled, but his heart was full of doubts. Most of the cooperation between the two parties involved the sale of elixirs and spiritual plants. In terms of force deterrence, Tianwu Forest only guaranteed that Tianxin Pavilion would not be exterminated. When did the demon cultivator show such loyalty? Are they carrying it hard?
Xuan Chen didn't comment, just looked at Zuo Wuwei lightly.
Zuo Wuwei took a deep breath, suppressed the humiliation, gritted his teeth and said: "Let go of my grandson, I promise you."
"Don't let go!" Yunli yelled. Without the hostage, Zuo Wuwei regretted his actions every minute. This veteran didn't have much credibility.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw beads of sweat forming on Weiyu's forehead. She thought to herself, "Can't she hold on to this kind of water for a long time?"
Zuo Wuwei was furious, "Little bastard, I let you get all the good things. You hid well before and couldn't find you. Today, Master Dao makes you spit them out."
"Were you looking for me before?" Yunli was surprised, and soon realized that for those Jindan masters, the one they most wanted to find was definitely themselves.
Compared with other foundation builders who don’t know their net worth, this little fat sheep like himself is on the bright side.
She felt complicated at the moment and had a conscience. She really didn't hide, but for a whole month, apart from seeing Wei Jie ambushing Wen Xueruo and being killed instead, she didn't meet any other Jin Danqi.
With the guards around him retreating, Yunli immediately raised his voice, attracting Zuo Wuwei's attention to himself.
"Just you?"
Her face was full of disdain, "You are only in the middle stage of the Golden Core, and you still have the nerve to be arrogant. You behave like a grandson in front of Wei Jie. I pitied you for being bullied by him before, but I didn't expect that you relied on your cultivation Gao, bully us in the foundation building period."
"You, you, you..." Sun Tzu's words made Zuo Wuwei's face colorful, and he almost couldn't breathe.
Pushing the broken hair in front of his forehead, Yunli continued to be arrogant: "What are you! Today, I will let you know that in front of our geniuses, the realm is nothing!"
"Don't say bad words." A faint voice sounded, and everyone was shocked to find that the sick man who had been standing next to her actually landed gently from the air, holding someone in his hand.
"Uncle Zuo, they have captured Junior Brother Zuo!" The loud warning from the Chixiao Sect behind him sounded at this time.
Zuo Wuwei's eyes were red and he was furious. Why don't you tell me, I have already seen it.
Looking at Zuo Hongyi in front of him, Wei Lin smiled and said, "I wonder if Master Zuo can be calmer now."
Zuo Wuwei tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and asked through gritted teeth: "What do you want to do?"
"Isn't it because of your code that things turned out like this?" Yunli rolled her eyes, making herself look innocent.
Wei Lin smiled: "We naturally hope that Zhenren Zuo can be calm. Angry people don't live long."
Zuo Wuwei almost couldn't take a breath. After holding it in for a long time, he spat out: "Just wait for me."
"I'm so scared." Yunli shrank her neck and hugged her shoulders, shouting exaggeratedly.
Left Wuwei grinds his teeth.
"Junior Sister Yun, don't anger him." A Taiyi Sect disciple reminded in a low voice, "Family affection among monks is also very weak."
If Zuo Wuwei gets angry and doesn't care about anything, she won't be afraid because she has a flying magic weapon, but her fellow disciples will suffer.
Yunli saw what he was thinking at a glance and rolled her eyes immediately, she was that kind of person.
However, with the steps handed over by the disciple, Zuo Wuwei felt better, so he just stared at Wei Lin and stopped provoking.
Time passed in a tense manner, and a quarter of an hour later, another golden elixir stage arrived, it was Chu Feng.
The Canglan monks couldn't help but feel a little relieved, finally one of their own came.
After figuring out the situation, Chu Feng said: "Let him go."
Wei Lin had no objection. With Chu Feng here, Zuo Wuwei naturally did not dare to act rashly.
Seven days later, no one came, and everyone was shocked to find that except for the foundation building stage, even the Golden Core stage had reduced its personnel, which showed the fierceness of the struggle.
"Where's Wei Jie?" They were both Tianwu monks and had personal grudges. Zuo Wuwei was very concerned about Wei Jie.
All the Golden Core Masters frowned. Wei Jie saw that he had walked out of the shadow of swords and swords. Facing the same rank, he brought so many Blood Tiger Guards with him, so he should not have died.
Who did he meet?
Zuo Wuwei became excited and wanted to kill the remaining four Blood Tiger Guards to relieve his hatred, but was stopped by other Jindan from Tianwu Continent.
The waves and clouds in Tianwu Continent were strange, and Canglan was not at peace either. Knowing that Canye Pavilion had also come in, everyone became nervous and searched over and over again, but no trace of them was found.
Another month of January has passed by slowly.
At noon that day, the sun was shining straight down, and the sparkling lake surface was so dazzling that people couldn't take their eyes off it.
By the lake, people meditating on the spot can be seen everywhere.
Without formations, cultivation is impossible under the eyes of so many people; sound transmission is also not possible, and the monks have sharp ears and eyes, so if they whisper something, the whole audience can hear it.
Unable to practice or chat in secret, the monks had to close their eyes and meditate. Among the group of people sitting upright, there was a person who was very strange.
Her lower body also remained in a meditative posture, but her head was tilted to the shoulder of the person next to her, obviously meeting Duke Zhou.
Suddenly, she straightened up suddenly, looked towards the dense woods to the east, and let out a light sigh.
"What's wrong? Wei Lin opened his eyes and tilted his head and asked.
People around him who heard the noise also opened their eyes. Yunli frowned, "There seems to be movement."
"What's going on?" Zheng Rui repeated, then jumped up in surprise and looked at the lake: "Is the secret treasure about to be born?"
"Oh, that's great! I really don't want to stay in this damn place!" Someone immediately agreed. They couldn't do anything for a whole month, and a group of people just stared at each other, extremely bored.
"No." Yunli shook her head and pointed to the east, "It seems like someone is coming."
"Could it be Can Ye Pavilion?" Su Xu, Chu Nan and Mo Huai looked at each other, stood up, and looked over cautiously.
Zheng Rui glanced at Lin Chen and other Jindanqi, and saw that they had no expression, so he couldn't help but admire: "Junior Sister Yun, your ears are very good."
Although monks have better ears and eyesight than ordinary people, the degree of hearing and eyesight of each person is still different.
Generally speaking, the higher your cultivation level, the more sensitive your five senses will be, but there are always some people with extraordinary talents in this world.
"I'm going! There are so many people!" Yunli jumped up and pulled Mu Yan up.
As for Wei Lin, he stood up almost at the same time as Yunli and said solemnly: "There are more than us."
Zheng Rui was surprised, "Can Ye Pavilion is not so outrageous, right? There are more people coming in than our Taiyi Sect?"
"The 'we' he said refers to everyone present." Chu Feng summoned the Ice Sword and stood ready. Apparently, he also discovered the other party.
Zheng Rui swallowed, "Master Chu, don't scare me. More than half of the people who came in are here, more than us. Could they be ghosts?"
As the visitor approached, more and more people heard the messy footsteps, which were densely packed.
After some tea time, I finally saw people, gathered in groups, like the entrance ceremony of a school sports meeting.
Walking at the front was a young man, a young man in the late stage of foundation building. He was dressed in red and fierce, like a bright fire, instantly lighting up the dark woods.
Behind the young man, lined up, were five golden elixir masters. After the golden elixir, there was a vast army of people, both cultivators and demon cultivators.
There are about ten people in each row, with varying numbers. They are divided into thousands of small queues, large and small, according to different costumes.
As the crowd walked in, one could clearly see the young man holding a girdle with one hand and holding a huge mace in the other, walking swaggering towards this side with steps that he didn't recognize.
With his red hair band, high ponytail, casually scattered forehead hair, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, straight bridge of nose, and pink lips, he is no different from the high-spirited young man in Kyoto.
The spirit is soaring, like a shooting star passing through the sky, bringing with it a brilliant flame.
