After several battles, all the monks except the seven were defeated one after another.
Some of them were lucky enough to pick the spiritual fruit, and when they actually got the fruit, they were overjoyed. Others who came back empty-handed could only watch others rejoice, and felt sour in their hearts, feeling jealous and envious.
Perhaps he was aroused by the chaos just now. Seeing someone holding the Lihuo Spirit Fruit, some monks actually had evil intentions for this. They wanted to imitate the previous fight for the meteorite scissors and snatch the spirit fruit from others. When they were lucky, After activating the true energy, a huge coercion came down from above. When he looked up, he met the eyes of Elder Nanyin Sect Qiu. The other person narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of warning, and he shouted These monks who suddenly had evil thoughts froze and did not dare to move any more!
The purpose of fighting for the Meteor Iron Scissors just now was to ensure that the Lihuo Spirit Fruit would fall into the hands of a true genius. Now that the fruit has been picked, and if others use this trick to snatch it away, it means that he, the Nanyin Sect, is not doing things properly.
Elder Qiu knew this well, and saw fear in many people's eyes, and the auras on their bodies gradually calmed down, so he pressed his dantian.
However, even though he is here to suppress it, these monks who have the Lihuo Spirit Fruit in their hands may not be able to keep the treasure. If they stay in Fengjian City, it will be better to be protected by the rules of the city. If they leave the city and go to a place where no one has jurisdiction If you go into the wilderness, you will be surrounded by wolves and there will be no peace.
Sure enough, after repeatedly sensing several malicious glances, several monks who had taken the Lihuo Spirit Fruit looked at each other and chose to bid farewell to the Nanyin Sect and leave here as soon as possible to avoid being exposed again. Something went wrong. After they left the giant boat, some monks stood up and said goodbye. Although they found various excuses, how could the people of the Nanyin Sect not know what they thought, killing people and grabbing treasures was nothing more than this.
This group of monks left one after another, and the battle for the remaining seven people was coming to an end.
Among them, Yixuan, a sword cultivator and a disciple of the Hunde Formation Sect, has already condensed the Tao Seed and is even better than others in terms of cultivation. Therefore, among the seven, they must have won the most Lihuo Spirit Fruit. The total number is the total number of remaining disciples. Among the remaining five, Qi Yunrong and Shen Cong both had six. The two Yunque Mountain disciples each took four in their hands, but Cheng Song took fewer, only three. I got a piece of Lihuo Spirit Fruit.
However, judging from her skills, the spiritual fruit containing abundant fire energy had little effect on her. This attack was probably for the sake of experience. Therefore, although Cheng Song looked a little disappointed, she did not have any regrets.
The seven people returned to the curtain one after another. Two Yunque Mountain disciples sat down next to the Taoist nun. They saw her moving her lips slightly but not making any sound. There was a stern look on her eyebrows. The two disciples immediately Some were restless, as if they had been scolded.
The disciple Yixuan picked the most spiritual fruits, but he did not show any arrogance because of it. After sitting down, he answered a few words to the people around him, his expression was very calm and natural.
As for the people from the Hunde Formation Sect, they welcomed everyone to their seats happily, and there were faint sounds of conversation.
Cheng Song walked over with his lips pouted, blinking his eyes, and said: "I have to practice hard when I go back this time, otherwise I will miss out on Senior Sister Cong too much. Master will definitely punish me when he leaves the seclusion." She stepped forward Holding Zhou Jingwei's arm, she frowned and begged, "Good uncle, you must not tell the master about this."
Zhou Jingwei pretended to glare at her angrily and hummed: "Sisters from the sect are hanging around without you. I hope what you said this time is true. Otherwise, when Senior Sister Ming comes out of seclusion, you will have a hard time!"
After that, he took Shen Cong over and said with a smile: "Cong'er is the most hard-working, but I never worry. If you see her being lazy and lazy in the future, just come and tell me and I will take care of her." The words were very serious. Intimate, but doting on both of them.
However, as both a disciple of Ming Xun, Shen Cong practiced very hard, but he was inferior to Cheng Song in terms of qualifications. The latter was a child in nature and loved to play, so he never fell behind in the realm of cultivation, only in terms of understanding. Outstanding.
Qi Yunrong sat down next to Zhao Shun, nodded and said: "I picked six, which is not too few."
Zhao Chun knew that she had always been strict in self-discipline and had never slackened even a little bit, so he also said: "After all, you rely on your spiritual consciousness to control the meteorite shears. If you really take action, the monks of the same level on the boat may not all be your opponents."
There were a large number of monks gathered on the giant boat, and when Zhao Chun said they were of the same rank, he naturally meant the disciples of the ten sects of the Righteous Path. Qi Yunrong thought for a moment after hearing this, but replied seriously: "That disciple of Xuanjian Sect is very powerful. If I really do it, I can't defeat him."
The two disciples with the highest cultivation among the seven, one is a sword cultivator and the other is a formation cultivator, are both cultivators who focus on the Yuanshen path. Qi Yunrong, as a body cultivator, is a bit inferior to them. However, among the formation cultivators, except for the monks from the Killing Formation sect who are good at fighting, the rest of the monks focus on protecting themselves and their lives. The disciples of the Hunde Formation here today are not from the Killing Formation sect. Qi Yunrong may not be unable to win if he fights with them.
It's just that the Yi Xuan disciple has become a swordsman. If he fights with Qi Yunrong, the latter will have no chance of winning.
Zhao Shun nodded, thinking that Qi Yunrong had not yet condensed his Tao seeds. When the breakthrough and integration are complete in the future, and his strength increases, he may be able to make up for this gap.
At this time, Zhou Jingwei said again: "I think this fellow Taoist Qi is quite like a fire monk. I got the Lihuo Spirit Fruit today, so it should be very useful. I can look forward to it in the future." She smiled slightly and pointed Pointing at the two young girls beside him, "It's a pity for my two nephews. This Lihuo Spirit Fruit is of little use to them. If Fellow Daoist Qi wants it, he can exchange it for the Wood Elemental Spiritual Item. It's all for them." Get something useful."
This is a good intention.
Even though Lihuo Lingguo is useless to Shen Cong and Cheng Song, it is still a precious thing. Even if he doesn't need it, he can take it as a favor in the future, or hand it over to his master, and he can get a huge sum of money. Small gains. Just the Lihuo Qi contained in this spiritual fruit, if replaced by wooden spiritual objects of comparable value, the number would be huge.
Even if Qi Yunrong was born in Zhaoyan, his net worth may not be that rich. That's why Zhou Jingwei said this. It seems that if she is willing to show her affection, Shen Cong and Cheng Song will be given the spiritual fruit in their hands today.
Zhao Shun remained calm, but his eyes were a little deeper.
She understands Qi Yunrong. Although she doesn't show it on her face, she is an extremely proud person in her heart. If Zhou Jingwei trades sincerely and wants to exchange useful things from her, Qi Yunrong will naturally agree. But if it involves human relationships, she will Not so easy to talk to.
"In that case, I would like to thank you, senior, for giving up your love." Qi Yunrong spoke calmly, holding up his sleeves and waving to the case. He saw a wooden lacquer box lying flat on top of it. The pattern on the box was simple, but it couldn't be seen from the outside. Nothing special.
I'm back, I'm back, I'm back
Second update to come
(End of chapter)
