After exhaling a breath of turbidity, the world in front of Lu Yun became clearer.
The spiritual mist in the dantian is rotating, forming a large funnel-shaped spiritual mist, and a large amount of spiritual mist is condensed and compressed.
Tick tock, tick tock!
The sound of water dripping sounded from Lu Yun's dantian.
At the bottom of the Dantian, a pit appeared, and there were a few drops of spiritual liquid lying in the pit.
After seven levels of Qi training, he was able to compress the spiritual mist into a spiritual liquid that was only available in the foundation building stage, which shows the richness of Lu Yun's body's spiritual power.
However, this was not enough to feed the fragment.
Feeling the hunger coming from the fragments again, Lu Yun looked at the ice frogs that were about to move.
Cold Stone is different from elixirs. The pure spiritual power inside has no side effects when used. This is one of Lu Yun's purposes in coming to Ten Thousand Poison Valley.
The long sword swept across, causing the sword wind to surge.
"Quack quack quack!"
There was a loud sound, and the water mist in the air froze, forming ice-like weapons and shooting at Lu Yun.
This is the fighting stance of the Ice Frog.
Han Jiangxue was also wrapped in cold air and cut off the ice.
Haoran's sword intent wrapped around Lu Yun's body, making Bing Ling unable to get close.
Lu Yun's sword was more dangerous than the water-tick bug.
There was fear in the bulging eyes of some ice frogs.
"Quack, quack quack!"
The rhythm of the call changes, calling for companions to retreat quickly.
A large amount of ice mist was spat out by the frog, blocking his vision in the blink of an eye. When Lu Yun used the sword wind to disperse the ice mist, there was not a single living frog around the cold pool.
Fortunately, she is not here to kill them all.
The cultivation level of this group of ice frogs is very low, and the cold stones they produce can only be used during her Qi refining period.
What's scattered on the ground is enough.
After putting away the cold stone, Lu Yun's figure in green clothes disappeared into the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.
There is no time to practice. For Lu Yun, the days in Ten Thousand Poison Valley are no different from those at Wentian Peak.
It took her two months to thoroughly explore the Ten Thousand Poison Valley before she started acting boldly.
In addition to training and training, the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons is also a place where you can make a fortune, and the things on many poisonous creatures are very valuable.
Lu Yun has collected a lot of materials and can earn a fortune in spiritual stones.
Under the cliff, a bonfire was lit and Lu Yun was roasting rabbit.
The aroma of meat wafted away, arousing the greed in the stomach.
During the Qi refining period, disciples cannot avoid eating grains, so craving for food and drink is unavoidable.
Gudong!
This was a hungry cry from his stomach. The source of the sound was not from Lu Yun, but from the bushes not far away.
Pairs of eyes were staring at Lu Yun, and several people were communicating in low voices.
"Is it her?"
"is her."
"What should I do now, should I go back or continue to stare?"
"A person who is on the sixth level of Qi training, what should the five of us be afraid of?"
"No, she has reached the seventh level of Qi training."
A bunch of muffled voices contained malice towards Lu Yun.
"In this case, you two go find Senior Brother Li, and we will continue to watch here."
Someone spoke, and the eyes on the regular features were extremely sinister.
Zhang Zijin is an outer disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect.
Most of the outer sects are disciples who can cultivate but have average talents.
Occasionally, some buried geniuses break out of the tight siege and are valued by the inner sect and accepted as disciples.
In addition, if they want to enter the inner gate, they can only rely on the triennial outer gate selection.
The Hidden Sword Sect is a large sect, with thousands of disciples in the outer sect, but the number of places given out by the inner sect each time is only two palms.
Many disciples have to waste their lives in the outer sect.
But there are also some people who want to take shortcuts.
For example, if you make friends with certain inner sect disciples, sometimes a kind word from the inner sect disciple can change the fate of the outer sect disciple.
As for Zhang Zijin, he has a recognized elder brother above his head.
This time I entered the Ten Thousand Poison Valley to do something for my elder brother.
"OK."
The two of them said nothing and turned around to leave.
After the remaining people watched their companions leave, Zhang Zijin turned to look in the direction of Lu Yun, only to find that the girl who was supposed to be chewing the rabbit was missing.
"Where are the people?"
One person exclaimed a little louder.
"What are you shouting for? You shouldn't have gone far. Just look for it!"
Zhang Zijin's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad premonition.
In terms of cultivation, there is a huge difference between the inner and outer disciples.
Even though Lu Yun's previous sixth-level cultivation was ridiculed by others in the inner sect, it was still enough to crush the outer sect disciples, and he was not too happy just now.
After they entered Ten Thousand Poison Valley, they had been looking for traces of Lu Yun.
It was only in the past few days that there were clues. After tracking it here, Lu Yun's stronghold was finally determined.
Just in case, he planned to notify Senior Brother Li first.
But Lu Yun turned around and disappeared.
"Senior Brother Zhang, will she discover us?"
A timid disciple asked, swallowing nervously.
He looked around with wide eyes, but there was no sign of Lu Yun.
"What nonsense!"
"Let's leave first."
Zhang Zijin's heart was beating fast and a cold sweat broke out on his back.
He looked in the direction where Lu Yun disappeared and asked everyone to leave first.
Lifting his feet carefully, Zhang Zijin was very cautious.
Must not be discovered.
His forehead was already wet with cold sweat. The physique of a cultivator does not know how to deal with cold and heat, but now he was feeling cold all over.
What about that Lu Yun person?
After taking a few steps back, something poked me in the back.
Zhang Zijin shouted impatiently: "What are you doing standing still? Let's go!"
He thought his companion had bumped into him and scolded him.
no respond.
It was quiet all around, except for the roaring sound of the bonfire in front.
The flickering firelight in this dark night is like the lights on the banks of the Forgotten River, illuminating the final journey of death.
Zhang Zijin, who realized something was wrong, turned around with difficulty and saw Lu Yun's sword pointing at him.
The girl's eyes were calm and she was not surprised by their presence, but around her, the disciples were already unconscious.
Surprise is not enough to describe Zhang Zijin's mood at this moment.
He backed away in a panic, his heart beating like a drum, but he tripped and fell to the ground. With his hands on the ground, Zhang Zijin's face was as white as paper.
"You, what do you want to do?"
What does she want to do?
Listening to this question, Lu Yun raised her eyebrows. Shouldn't it be her who asked this question?
A few days ago, she discovered that these people were following her, and their methods were quite clumsy.
Because she didn't know why, she just pretended that she couldn't see it.
Two of them left just now, obviously to inform someone. When the time came, she took action.
Don't make it too easy to deal with these people.
Lu Yun was curious as she looked at the person in front of her.
The outer disciples came over to follow me. Was it because he thought his life was too long?
"who is it?"
Taking a step forward, Han Jiangxue placed her hand on the other person's neck. Lu Yun spoke, her voice as cold as a sharp blade.
The chilly Han Jiangxue made Zhang Zijin's body tremble in excitement, and a bloodstain appeared on his neck.
The blood was frozen instantly, and the weak spiritual power in the body was solidifying.
…
Is this person cheating?
"help me!"
Zhang Zijin's eyes were bloodshot, and he reached out to Lu Yun for help.
But Lu Yun just stood there silently, watching the other person turn into an ice sculpture.
This bit of cold is not fatal, but a few hours of freezing is just punishment.
