Above the sea of clouds, a huge burning fireball fell from the higher Qingming, dragging out a magnificent flame tail on the blue sky.
If you look closely, you will see that this fireball was originally a two-wheeled chariot. Although the carriage was squeezed out of shape, the original luxurious decorations can still be vaguely seen; the two wheels with a diameter of more than ten feet were twisted into twists and deeply embedded in the outer wall of the carriage; the scale placed horizontally at the front of the shaft was disconnected and disappeared. The only demonic beast being driven was a sundial-like disc-shaped object suspended in the center of the scale. Its surface was covered with cracks, and the dial needle at the center of the circle had been broken.
In the deformed carriage, Wu Yaochen, who was covered in blood, inserted the Emperor's Edge Sword into the center of the celestial dial with his backhand. The Emperor's Edge Sword shines brightly, and in the brilliant golden light, thick red liquid flows from the sword body into the celestial dial, filling the cracks on the surface of the celestial dial.
Then, the "ugly" square among the twelve squares of the celestial dial lit up, but after hearing the majestic cry of "moo——", a giant bull condensed with red flames appeared in front of the celestial dial chariot.
The giant bull's hooves trampled the void, and the giant bull's top horns ran wildly, resisting the falling force of part of the celestial chariot, and raised its hooves to pull the celestial chariot upwards.
Wu Yaochen clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, blood spilling from his lips. His spiritual power was injected into the celestial dial along with the red liquid, as if flowing into a bottomless abyss.
Beside him, Yin Xueze was also covered in bruises and his face was bloodless. He stared back, his expression extremely solemn.
"I'm going to be caught up." Yin Xueze said in a deep voice.
Wu Yaochen gritted his teeth and said, "I know. When a high-level monster enters, the sect will definitely get the news. We must persist until the elders in the sect come to rescue."
Yin Xueze said nothing, his eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyes were dim and unclear.
Wu Yaochen asked again: "How did they find you? Could they have done something to you?"
"It should be, but I can't find it."
Yin Xueze clenched his fists, his eyes bursting with anger filled with strong murderous intent.
At the end of the field of vision, in the distant sky, a small black spot suddenly appeared. Like a drop of ink on the blue water, the ink color quickly spreads and smudges, and in a blink of an eye, its true form can be seen clearly with the naked eye.
The evil-toothed vulture is a level nine monster.
Yin Xueze suddenly stood up.
Wu Yaochen said in surprise: "What are you doing?"
"It only targets me."
Yin Xueze whispered, and the blood-soaked Black Prison Spear ignited a strange black flame, revealing some kind of ominous meaning.
Wu Yaochen's expression changed slightly: "Don't be stupid. If you have time to think about it, why don't you help me control the celestial dial."
As soon as he finished speaking, the giant bull with red flames finally completely stopped the celestial chariot from falling. Then the "ugly" grid on the celestial dial dimmed, the "noon" grid turned bright, and the giant bull turned into a giant horse, dragging the celestial chariot up. Flying on the clouds.
"Only you can use that thing, I can't help, and you won't be able to hold on much longer."
Yin Xueze glanced at the Emperor's Sword, whose golden light had dimmed a lot. He closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes full of determination.
He rushed out of the chariot.
"you--"
Wu Yaochen's voice suddenly stopped. It wasn't that he had an accident, but that there was an incredibly powerful force that imprisoned the celestial chariot.
The scene seemed to be frozen at this moment. The red flame giant horse maintained a running posture, and the red liquid flowing on the Emperor's Edge sword seemed to have solidified.
Yin Xueze was knocked back into the car by an invisible wall.
Jing Yingrong's figure appeared in their eyes.
She first looked at the two people, and finally her eyes fell on the dilapidated chariot.
"Is it a celestial chariot?" she asked.
Wu Yaochen: "...Yes."
Jing Yingrong nodded slightly: "It has improved a lot. I didn't recognize it before."
Two people: "..."
Wu Yaochen released the hilt of his sword and said helplessly: "Senior Sister Jing, shouldn't you care about your two junior brothers first before chariots?"
Jing Yingrong said "Oh" and said: "You are not fatally injured."
"..."
Jing Yingrong turned to look at the evil-toothed vulture that was approaching rapidly, then looked back at them: "Have you offended it?"
"How could we be so overestimating our capabilities," Wu Yaochen smiled bitterly, "The ninth-level monsters, I really don't know if they think highly of us or the celestial chariot."
"they?"
Jing Yingrong asked puzzledly. At this time, the evil-toothed vulture was already approaching. It flapped its wings and produced two spiral black hurricanes. It strangled towards the celestial chariot like a dragon, but it directly ignored the reflection in the mirror next to the chariot.
Therefore, the hurricane and the evil-toothed vulture were merely imprisoned and not harmed.
Yin Xueze looked at the frightened but unable to move evil-toothed vulture, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
"The monster is chasing me, and the reason is Kunhuang Sect." He replied.
A flash of surprise flashed in Wu Yaochen's eyes.
"Kunhuang Sect?" Jing Yingrong blinked, "Did the Kunhuang Sect plant the fragrant poison in your body for you?"
"Xunxiang Gu?"
Both of them were stunned.
Jing Yingrong raised her hand and pointed: "This."
A small piece of flesh behind Yin Xueze's ear suddenly broke open, and a petal emerged from it.
Suddenly a strong and pungent fragrance filled the air.
The petals fell on Jing Yingrong's palm, and slowly squirmed as if they were alive, trying to penetrate into the flesh.
Yin Xueze thought of something and his face darkened.
Wu Yaochen frowned and said, "Senior sister, what is the effect of this thing?"
Jing Yingrong: "In the early stage, you can grasp the whereabouts of the person who has been poisoned. After maturity, you can replace the vision and hearing of the person who has been poisoned, and obtain information about the other party's environment."
"I have never heard of such a strange thing before." Wu Yaochen said in surprise.
The petals are still squirming in Jing Yingrong's palm, working very hard. Jing Yingrong picked it up with two fingers of her other hand and twisted it. The petals shattered, revealing an extremely tiny insect.
The smell is stronger.
"The refining method has been lost. This one was refined a long time ago. If it is not implanted into the human body, it will become inactive in a few years."
Jing Yingrong pinched the little bug that kept twisting.
Wu Yaochen: "Senior sister is really knowledgeable and knowledgeable. It seems that this fragrant-seeking Gu can be easily used as a means to steal the secrets of sects or clans."
Jing Yingrong nodded and said, "Yeah."
Wu Yaochen: "It seems that Kunhuang Sect is against this sect..."
Yin Xueze, who had been silent since just now, suddenly said: "Maybe it's not just our sect."
Wu Yaochen: "What do you mean?"
Yin Xueze talked about the rain of petals at the Kunhuang Sect's disciple recruitment ceremony.
Jing Yingrong squeezed the little bug to death while listening.
Ji Yanzhu: "Ah, why don't you keep it and study it?"
Jing Yingrong: "No need, I know the refining method."
Jiyanzhu: "Eh?!"
Jijie Pen: "I just wanted to ask, is the loss of this kind of thing man-made?"
"Well," Jing Yingrong said softly, "the sect forces will not allow it to exist in the world."
Over there, after listening to Yin Xueze's guess, Wu Yaochen said: "If the Kunhuang Sect really has such a big appetite, I wonder what kind of promise it got from the monster. Sister Jing, how much cultivation does it take to find the fragrant Gu..."
Before he could say the word "aware", he saw Jing Yingrong flicking his right hand, and the imprisoned Evil-Toothed Black Vulture disappeared instantly along with its magical power and appeared in the distance.
The power of confinement dissipated, and the two hurricanes continued to explode before the Evil-Toothed Black Vulture could recover.
"You dare!"
A loud shout rang out in the air, and two monks, a man and a woman, wearing the costumes of Taichu Temple elders, appeared.
The female cultivator slashed diagonally with her jade hand, and the whole head of the evil-toothed vulture was broken off at the neck; the male cultivator reached forward with his palm, and the hurricane tornado condensed instantly, turning into two small black balls, which he caught and destroyed.
