Zhong Lingge was followed by a huge group of people. They were aggressive and arrogant. It looked like they were going to do something big.
What surprised her was that there were nearly a hundred people in the foundation building stage and more than forty people in the golden elixir stage waiting at the agreed location.
Jin Danqi was led by his second senior brother, and he was surrounded by a group of casual cultivators. I wonder if they had used the magic of deception. Zhong Lingge vaguely heard that the casual cultivators were excitedly talking about joining the Southern Suan League, and said that there were 1,500 low-grade people. Are spiritual stones a good deal?
Standing in front of the foundation-building monk were the third senior sister and the fourth senior brother. A group of shy male cultivators with colorful smiles gathered around the third senior sister to please the third senior sister. The fourth senior brother kept being squeezed away with a cold face. As soon as someone caught his eye, he wanted to be there. Draw your sword and invite a fight.
"The spiritual song is here!"
As soon as Yin Manman saw Zhong Lingge, her polite smile on the surface turned into a real smile. She moved her consciousness to push aside the male cultivators in front of her, preventing them from blocking her and waving.
"We have heard what happened inside, and these fellow Taoists and seniors decided to go to the Moon Lotus Society with us."
"Thank you, senior."
Zhong Lingge bowed from afar, feeling grateful. She knew that the wind direction in the east was changing, but she didn't expect that this time everyone would openly side with her and go against the big clan led by Xuanyuan.
Although most of them are casual cultivators, people from Xuanyuan, Jiuxiao and several large clans have joined, which further confirms her idea that there are different views on the future of the Immortal Cultivation Domain within the clan.
"Little junior sister, where is the venue for the invitational party of the Moon Lotus Society?" Feng Ming came from far away, waving his fan, his hair twitching slightly, and his sleeves swaying slightly in the wind, looking very coquettish.
A group of golden elixir female cultivators behind him looked at his back with appreciative smiles.
"Second Senior Brother, please stop fanning. You are in the golden elixir stage, and your body is not afraid of hot or cold!" Zhong Lingge's eyelids twitched at the sight. She wished she could tell him about the embarrassing incident of him dressing up as a woman, and see how coquettish he can be!
Feng Mingyuan was not annoyed or anxious when he was exposed. He put away his fan coolly and neatly, folded his hands and asked good-naturedly: "No more fanning, can you tell me the location? I can plan my trip."
"On the way to the mortal world, Yehe Valley." Zhong Lingge took out the invitation and handed it to him.
Feng Ming looked at the address from a distance, his eyebrows slightly raised, his eyes obviously glanced in the direction of Qin Guiyou, but he quickly looked back calmly.
"Let's go, my Taoist friends and I Yuzhou, you must recharge your batteries and prepare for a fierce battle."
*
The two days and three nights of journey passed quickly while sleeping and meditating. Zhong Lingge woke up rubbing his sleepy eyes, opened the window of the cabin and looked out. The flying boat was traveling very fast, passing through a dense black cloud, with occasional wisps of purple lightning visible.
This time, the second senior brother and the three golden elixirs each took out medium-sized spirit boats. Everyone had a separate cabin to live in. Zhong Lingge was next to Lan Siyue and the third senior sister, and knocked on their doors as soon as they woke up.
As soon as they were knocked out, before they could even say a word, the voice of the leader of the spirit boat was heard in the air.
"We have alerted the secret formation arranged by evil cultivators. Everyone, be prepared. The spirit boat is about to land. Qi refining and foundation building juniors must be careful!"
The spirit boat shook, as if someone was attacking with a magic talisman. Zhong Lingge and Lan Siyue stood back to back with their magic weapons, and smiled and waved to Yin Manman.
"Third Senior Sister, see you soon!"
Yin Manman used the sweetest and gentlest tone and gave the harshest warning: "You have to kill more and rob more. See you later." After saying this, she jumped onto the flying Ruyi with a smile, and disappeared in a flash of green light.
The spirit boat landed in the air, and Zhong Lingge and Lan Siyue jumped off the ground with a group of Qi Refining Stages, forming a circle and rushing towards the direction where the evil energy was overflowing.
The spiritual light broke through the black fog, and the evil cultivator's shouts and ferocious laughter echoed in the valley, and a fierce battle was about to break out.
In just over ten breaths, the ground turned into a fighting field of Shura, with heads rolling, broken bodies falling down, and hot blood splashing.
Zhong Lingge took a rough look and found that there were less than 200 evil cultivators, and the total of only 300 people on their side was an overwhelming victory.
In order to implement the style of the Jidao Sect, she listened to her senior sister's instructions and picked up the storage bag every time she killed one. After a while, her waist was full of bags, and her smile gradually became brighter.
"Hey, we killed them all so quickly?" Zhong Lingge and Lan Siyue fought together, attracting more than 20 people one after another. Unexpectedly, with the help of a simple formation, they were completely solved before they were satisfied.
Lan Siyue looked into the distance and pursed her lips: "I'll go to the weapon refining center to help."
"Hehe, then I'll go pick up the leaks in the early and middle stages of Qi refining!" Zhong Lingge winked, ran to the other side with a smile, scurried around to help others fight, and shamelessly separated several storage bags before leaving.
After helping the third battlefield, Zhong Lingge took a look at a female evil cultivator who was fighting against a Jiuxiao disciple.
She has fair skin, beautiful appearance, long legs, and a top-grade defensive suit that is as thin as gauze. At first glance, she looks like a high-priced boutique. From small to large, this female cultivator must be of high net worth!
"Junior Brother Jiuxiao! I'm here to help you! If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent!"
"Don't come here!"
The disciple of Jiuxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He fought alone because he wanted to practice his sword, and Zhong Linggeming had snatched so many storage bags, so he wouldn't do it!
"Thank you, Senior Sister Zhong. You will fight on your own. The battle situation cannot be ruined!"
"Junior brother, don't worry, I'm not here to destroy you, I'm here to join you!"
Zhong Lingge stared at the storage bag of the beautiful female evil cultivator, eager to find the right opportunity to jump in and fight.
Seeing her shameless smile, Jiuxiao's disciples decisively used all their spiritual energy to infuse the long sword. Before she had time to get in, they performed exceptionally and ended the fierce battle with three strokes, five divisions and two divisions.
"Look, I said I didn't need to help. It's just a joke."
The Jiuxiao disciple sat down on the ground, holding on to his over-exhausted body, and forced an "I'm fine" smile. His consciousness tightly bound the female evil cultivator's storage bag, fearing that it would be snatched away accidentally.
Compared to evil cultivators, he felt that Senior Sister Zhong deserved more vigilance.
"Hey" Zhong Lingge shook her head regretfully and looked at the storage bag reluctantly. She didn't make any effort, and she wasn't shameless enough to directly ask for it.
"Senior Sister Zhong, go over there and help. Disciple Xuanyuan needs you." Disciple Jiuxiao clutched the storage bag tightly and hurried away.
Zhong Lingge had no choice but to look to the other side, and saw that several Xuanyuan disciples were indeed in a tough fight. Their number was smaller than the number of evil cultivators they had attracted. Each of them was one to two, which was very difficult.
"Brother and sister Xuanyuan, hold on, I'm here to help -"
Zhong Lingge's eyes gleamed. There were ten evil cultivators in total. Each of them contributed 10%, wouldn't they be able to make a small fortune?
Just as they were busy calculating, the group of Xuanyuan disciples suddenly felt like they were facing a formidable enemy. Each one of them seemed to have been injected with animal blood on the spot, slashing and poking at the evil cultivator.
Before Zhong Lingge could get closer, they had already ended the battle.
"Why did you come so fast as soon as I came?" Zhong Lingge stopped and looked at the evil cultivators with death signs scrawled all over the ground, speechlessness written all over his face.
(End of chapter)
