Huang Biweng breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his fists at Cen Yun and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist Cen. If we don't have fellow Taoist help today, I'm afraid things will be very bad for us!"
Dai Zhuozhi also broke into a cold sweat and said: "Yes, I didn't expect that fellow Taoist is actually a golden elixir monk, disrespectful!"
Dong Feng'er also bowed to express respect.
Cen Yun smiled bitterly. It is true that only Jindan monks have enough spiritual power to use high-level spells. However, the technique he practices is special. In addition, after perfecting the foundation, the spiritual power that can be condensed on the spiritual platform is more than 20 times that of monks of the same level. , so it can cast high-level spells.
Cen Yun secretly sighed in his heart. He originally wanted to keep a low profile, but the three people in front of him were too stupid. They exposed his strength in advance. I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to keep a low profile in the future.
At the same time, a stern old man in a green robe appeared under the mountain gate, cupped his hands to Cen Yun and others, and said with a smile: "Haha, it is not easy for you fellow Taoists to pass this formation, but I think this little friend's body is Why can I use high-level spells without the aura of golden elixir?"
Cen Yun shook his head and said, "This is a secret that I won't tell you. I'm sorry that it's hard to tell me."
The stern old man touched his white beard and said: "That's fine, since we have passed the test, we will be our own people from now on. Please accept these four third-grade soul-nourishing pills."
As he spoke, he took out four black pills from his sleeves and threw them over.
"Wait a minute."
Suddenly, four black elixirs were grabbed by an invisible force and fell into the hands of a purple-clothed man with an extraordinary appearance and a proud face above the mountain gate.
The stern old man looked displeased and said coldly: "Feng Shaoji, what are you doing here?"
"Elder Wei, I have long said that this formation has flaws. The people recruited by this method are all opportunists. How can they serve our Qing Yao Sect?" Feng Shaoji said disdainfully.
Wei Geng snorted coldly: "May I ask what you have to say?"
Feng Shaoji tossed four soul-nurturing pills and said lightly: "Of course, you can pass the level if you take the soul-nurturing pill from my hand."
"You!" Wei Geng flicked his sleeves and said, "You, Elder Feng, are in the late stage of foundation building, and you also have supernatural spiritual roots. The previous guest elders in the sect were deprived of their cultivation because of their disobedience to your wishes. , do you still want to do the same thing again?"
Feng Shaoji sneered and said: "Those mediocre people can't even take one of my moves, and they will die if they go to Jingshan. I'm just identifying useful talents for the Qing Yao Sect, not keeping those who are waiting to die."
Although Wei Geng was so angry that his teeth were itching, he was helpless.
Feng Shaoji has excellent qualifications in Qingyao Sect, and his backer is famous for protecting his shortcomings in Qingyao Sect, so he has taught such a stubborn and unruly person. If he angers him, his cultivation career will be in jeopardy in the future. On the front line.
Thinking of this, Wei Geng sighed and could only pray in his heart that the people who passed the customs in front of him would be blessed.
Feng Shaoji glanced at the four people below, his eyes lit up when he saw Dong Feng'er, he jumped down, held up Dong Feng'er's beautiful chin with his hand, and said in a frivolous tone: "You are not bad, how about you be my concubine in the eleventh room?" ?”
"Shameless!" Dong Feng'er's beautiful eyes flashed with anger, and she waved Feng Shaoji's hand away.
"Not bad, I like it!"
Feng Shaoji laughed, looked at the three people next to him, his attitude instantly became cold and contemptuous, and said, "You all come together, if you can get the soul nourishing pill from me, you will pass, otherwise get out of the Qingyao Sect."
"Since you are so confident, I will teach you your clever tricks!"
As he spoke, Dai Zhuozhi stepped back quickly, clapped his hands, and sixteen black iron balls flashed with electric light and shot towards Feng Shaoji from all directions.
Huang Biweng and Dong Feng'er also distanced themselves, swung their iron pens to write ink-colored incantations and cast wood-attribute spells to entangle Feng Shaoji, preventing him from moving.
"A little trick." Feng Shaoji said with a sneer on his face. He waved his right hand and used a golden alchemy furnace, forming a golden light barrier to block the incoming spells and spiritual weapons from all around.
At the same time, Feng Shaoji squeezed the magic formula with his hand, and blazing flames spewed out from the golden alchemy furnace, transforming into a terrifying fire dragon, reflecting the red sky, and rushed towards the three of them with open teeth and claws.
"Nascent Soul Level Spiritual Treasure!"
The characteristic of Nascent Soul Level Spiritual Treasure is that it can stir up changes in the world.
Without saying a word, Dai Zhuozhi took out the yellow stone sword from his storage bag, bit his fingertips and smeared blood on it. The surrounding demonic wind suddenly rose, carrying the power of thunder and blasting towards the fire dragon.
"Roar!"
The fire dragon roared angrily and swallowed the yellow stone sword. Under the scorching and fierce flames inside the body, the yellow stone sword's light suddenly decreased. Feng Shaoji took it out and said: "This thing is good, it belongs to me."
While speaking, Feng Shaoji wiped away a ray of consciousness on the yellow stone sword.
"You!" Dai Zhuozhi spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed at Feng Shaoji with anger.
There was his soul blood on the yellow stone sword. Feng Shaoji cut off his connection with the soul blood, which greatly damaged his vitality. His cultivation instantly dropped from the middle stage of foundation establishment to the early stage of foundation establishment, and he basically lost his combat power.
Feng Shaoji sneered, ignored Dai Zhuozhi, and drove the fire dragon to continue attacking the remaining two people.
Huang Biweng was shocked and turned pale. He hurriedly took out a yellow talisman from his storage bag and attached it to his body. The man swooped into the ground and disappeared. The fire dragon pounced on Dong Feng'er.
Dong Feng'er's face turned pale, and he took out the hosta and poured spiritual power into it like crazy, turning it into a lifelike big bird and crashing into the fire dragon.
Boom!
After a loud noise, the hosta broke and the big bird disappeared. A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Dong Feng'er's mouth and she fell to the ground.
Feng Shaoji put away the fire dragon and said frivolously to Dong Feng'er: "How about it, I will give you another chance. As long as you are willing to become my concubine, I will give you the soul nourishing pill and let you be the guest elder of my Qingyao Sect."
Dong Feng'er dismissed it and said: "It's nothing to rely on the strong to bully the weak. Even if I die, I will never commit myself to a shameless person like you!"
Feng Shaoji snorted coldly: "Really? Since you don't want to, I won't force you. Go away. I, Feng Shaoji, don't kill women, so as not to spread the news that I treat beauties poorly and hurt the hearts of those beauties."
"Just leave, don't wait for the Qingyao Gate!" With that said, Dong Feng'er put away the broken hosta, stood up and left.
Feng Shaoji looked at Cen Yun, who was motionless and without any presence beside him, and said coldly: "If you don't get out, do you still want me to treat you?"
Seeing that Feng Shaoji was so irritable, Cen Yun did not want to antagonize these people. Since Qingyao Sect did not welcome them, there was no need for him to stay here any longer, so he turned around and left with Xiaoxia and Sun Yi.
"Wait a minute." Feng Shaoji saw Xiaoxia and suddenly shouted, "I happen to be short of a maid, so why don't you give her up to me and I'll give you this soul-nourishing pill?"
Cen Yun didn't understand why Feng Shaoji deliberately angered him. He looked at him coldly and said with murderous intent in his tone, "Don't bully others too much."
This was the second time Xiaoxia saw Cen Yun so angry. The first time was in Baisu Valley, where many Tianxian Cult members were killed. The second time was here, and she was so scared that she dared not speak out.
Feng Shaoji sneered and said: "There is nothing in this world that I want but can't get. This woman only has the third level of Qi refining, but she can get here. It means that you tampered with her in the previous test. I want to see Let’s see what you are capable of!”
Before he finished speaking, Feng Shaoji injected a burst of spiritual power into the golden alchemy furnace above his head. The flames erupted and once again condensed into a fire dragon, turning the sky red, and rushed towards Cen Yun furiously.
Cen Yun stood unmoved, while Xiaoxia and Sun Yi behind him were already sweating profusely, as if they were suffocating from the heat wave emanating from the fire dragon.
"The Earth Mother holds the spirit."
Cen Yun groaned, and an invisible force exploded around his body, pushing Xiaoxia and Sun Yi away. At the same time, he pinched the magic formula, and the earth trembled. A rocky earth phoenix formed in front of him, screaming and biting it. The fire dragon's neck was trampled under its feet, unable to move.
"You can use high-level spells in the early stage of foundation building. I'm really becoming more and more interested in you!" Feng Shaoji's eyes were filled with excitement, and he formed seals with his hands and poured spiritual power into the Golden Pill Furnace one after another.
"Nine Dragons Life and Death Technique!"
As soon as he spoke, nine horrified fire dragons rushed out from the golden alchemy furnace, staring at Cen Yun with a ferocious face, exuding an aura of scorning the world and arrogating the common people, and roared towards him.
The elders of Qingyao Sect, Dong Feng'er and others who were watching the battle were all shocked and retreated.
With a cold expression on his face, Cen Yun activated the Jade Purity Sutra, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured in instantly. He condensed a three-foot spiritual energy sword in front of him, made a harsh phoenix cry, aimed at Feng Shaoji, and shot the sword through the air.
"What kind of spell is this!?"
Feng Shaoji only felt that the spiritual energy in his body was being sucked by the three-foot spiritual energy sword, and it was difficult for him to move. He couldn't help but look shocked, and hurriedly used the nine-headed fire dragon to block the three-foot spiritual energy sword, but was sucked and broken by them one by one, and rushed in front of him. .
Feng Shaoji gritted his teeth and took out a bronze jade mirror from his arms. A dazzling white light emitted from the jade, forming a barrier to protect him.
bump!
With a shocking loud noise, the three-foot spiritual energy sword collided with the bronze jade mirror.
Feng Shaoji spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew out and landed under the mountain gate.
Cen Yun was also hurt by the repulsive force coming from the bronze jade mirror, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked a little surprised that the injuries to his internal organs did not heal on their own this time.
In other words, the remains of the ancient demon fused under the Mysterious Forest have completely sealed the power of the fierce god, making him no longer immortal, and he finally turned back to a normal person!
"Impossible, I am not his opponent in the early stage of foundation building when I am in the late stage of foundation building. Could it be that he is perfect in foundation building!?" Feng Shaoji stood up in pain, his eyes full of shock.
You must know that perfect foundation building is rare in the world of immortal cultivation. Even if he has the resources of the entire Qingyao Sect, in the end he will only have a flawed foundation building. If he can get the secrets of Cen Yun and reach the golden elixir stage in the future, he may have hope. The flawless golden elixir is condensed, making it invincible among its peers.
Thinking of this, Feng Shaoji took out a white rope from his storage bag. The white rope was densely covered with bloody threads, giving off an ominous aura.
"Tie the dragon's tendons, go!" Feng Shaoji silently recited the incantation and pointed forward.
The white rope came out of the hole like a poisonous snake and strangled Cen Yun tightly. He laughed wildly and said: "Haha, let's see how you escape now!"
