The monk surnamed Gong took Yu Xian and his party to the drinking ground in Fenglang County. Each jurisdiction of Zuimeng Peak has such a place, which is used to hold a drinking competition. There is a small fight every year, a big fight every five years, and a total fight every ten years.
The Doujiu Arena includes several magnificent buildings and large open spaces. Since it is built in the east area of the city on higher ground, it has a good view.
During this special period, the Doujiu Arena was temporarily requisitioned as a place for Zuimeng Peak disciples to rest, discuss strategies, and arrange supplies. Therefore, Zuimeng Peak disciples were present in most buildings and open spaces.
After some consideration, the monk surnamed Gong chose a building at the back for Yu Xian and others. This building has not been used by Zuimengfeng disciples before, and it still maintains its original appearance after people evacuated. Fortunately, it is not a mess, and can barely be called empty and tidy.
The monk surnamed Gong told Yu Xian that they could use this place as they pleased. He also told Yu Xian about the fine wine stored in the two underground floors of the building, saying that they could taste it as long as they wanted.
After the explanation was completed, the monk surnamed Gong left in a hurry. Wu Yaochen, Yin Xueze and Shu Pinghui each found a room to consolidate their cultivation. Yu Xian took Jing Yingrong and Huo Xiumao to a spacious main hall, and then released the hill-like body of the hidden lizard.
"Junior Sister Jing, this is your trophy, please take it."
Yu Xian said. Huo Xiumao observed the injury of the Hidden Lizard from the side and was speechless after discovering that the Hidden Lizard's head was directly trampled by overwhelming force.
Jing Yingrong looked at the body of the Hidden Lizard and asked Yu Xian and Huo Xiumao: "I want to sell it, will you buy it?"
Huo Xiumao: "I probably can't afford it..."
Yu Xian: "I want to buy, I want to buy."
Yu Xian took Jing Yingrong aside to discuss the price. Huo Xiumao looked around and saw a small number of books and jade slips that had not been taken away on the bookshelf by the wall, so he walked over and started reading.
Although the head of the Hidden Ground Lizard is blooming, the part below the head is very intact, so it is extremely valuable. Yu Xian did not let Jing Yingrong suffer, and bought the remains of the hidden lizard at a price 20% higher than the market price.
The two completed the transaction, and Jing Yingrong had just put the spirit stone given by Yu Xian into the ring when he suddenly heard Huo Xiumao let out a small exclamation.
As if being burned by something in his hand, Huo Xiumao reflexively threw it out, almost hitting Yu Xian who had his back turned to him.
Yu Xian caught the thing with his backhand and brought it to his eyes. It turned out to be a scroll.
"Why, is there a way to harm people hidden here?"
There was no text on the cover of the book. Yu Xian did not open it immediately, but turned to ask Huo Xiumao.
"Why is your face so red?" She stared at Huo Xiumao's red face in surprise.
Huo Xiumao hesitated: "That, that is, that kind of thing..."
"That kind? Which kind?"
Yu Xian didn't know why.
At this moment, Jing Yingrong looked at the appearance of the book that looked familiar to her, and found something similar to it from her memory, and said: "A picture of an erotic palace?"
Huo Xiumao: "..."
Huo Xiumao's eyes were full of shock when he looked at his reflection in the mirror.
There seemed to be the sound of something breaking.
Yu Xian opened the book and saw one page. He was stunned for a moment, then his shoulders shook and he pursed his lips to suppress a smile. After flipping through a few more pages, I couldn't hold it in anymore and I bent over with laughter.
"Hahahahaha! It's just this thing, it's just this level, but Junior Brother Huo, you actually reacted so big, it's just, it's just——"
Yu Xian couldn't find the right words for "literally" for a long time, so he simply stopped talking.
She stuffed the scroll into Huo Xiumao's arms and said with a smile: "As for this painting skill, I am not afraid of it. When it comes to erotic paintings, there are several famous painters who are good at this, such as..."
Yu Xian read a few names. When she heard the last name, Jing Yingrong made a "hmm" sound with an upward pitch.
Yu Xian: "What's wrong, Junior Sister Jing?"
Jing Yingrong: "I have seen this person's works."
Yu Xian said in surprise: "Huh? Where did you see it? I was looking for it for a while before."
Jing Yingrong: "They are trophies harvested from others."
Yu Xian suddenly said excitedly: "Can you lend it to me? Lend it to me, Junior Sister Jing!"
Jing Yingrong: "It has been destroyed."
Yu Xian: "..."
After a while, Yu Xian's voice filled with grief, anger and tears echoed in the hall:
"You are a waste of natural resources!"
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The front line of the battle between Taichu Temple and the beast tide.
This is just one part of the front line.
The scene was so tragic that even "purgatory" is not enough to describe it.
The mountains of corpses and seas of blood stretched for thousands of miles, and the wreckage of airships and various large-scale manned magic weapons sank. Above this, the war continued with no signs of ending.
The waves of monsters and human cultivators have already merged in chaos after several collisions. On a battlefield of this scale, all plans, strategies, and advance and retreat arrangements are completely forgotten. Monsters and human cultivators alike, all living creatures are killed. His eyes were red, and there was only one thought in his mind - kill all the opponents.
In this bloody craze, some beings caused particularly huge waves, such as the tenth-level monsters and Taichu Guan elders who were killing each other inextricably high in the sky, and the eighth-level monsters that broke into weak areas of human cultivation and swallowed hundreds of people in one go. Another example is the huge spaceship that was driven to the concentration point of the beast tide before crashing and exploded.
In the northwest corner of the battlefield, a small splash of water appeared.
On the hill where corpses were piled, a figure stood proudly in the sky. The figure is concave and convex, and paired with the thin and colorful clothes, it is particularly enchanting and alluring. The snow-white jade arm holds the bow in one hand and pulls the string with the other. Between the bow and the string, a brilliant arrow of light takes shape instantly.
Lan Chucui narrowed her eyes slightly, locked her target with her consciousness, loosened her fingers, and the arrow of light shot out like a meteor, hitting a level five monster in the herd far away in an instant.
The monster beast let out a wail, but its thick armor had no effect at all. All the light arrows were engulfed in the beast's body, without even opening the wound, so many monster beasts around it failed to notice it in time. So, the next moment, when this level five monster exploded suddenly, all the monsters around it were unable to escape and were blown into pieces of flesh and blood.
After shooting that arrow, Lan Chucui didn't even look at the result. She changed the target and shot the second arrow.
Her archery movements were smooth and seamless, and the light arrows were shot out continuously. Each arrow took away the lives of a large number of monsters. After witnessing this scene, it was not difficult to think of the reason why there were no living monsters in such a large area around her.
Suddenly, someone screamed: "Senior Sister Lan, be careful!"
"Up above! Senior Sister Lan!"
"Junior sister Lan, get out of here!"
Fellow disciples nearby shouted one after another, their voices full of anxiety. Their eyes were looking in the same direction - above Lan Chucui.
In the sky, a demon bird swooped down at lightning speed. Its figure flickered from left to right, obviously deliberately guarding against Lan Chucui's arrows.
Lan Chucui remained unmoved as if she hadn't heard anyone else's reminder, and still focused on shooting arrows at the monster in the distance.
Several disciples wanted to help, but they themselves were entangled by the monsters and had no time to take care of themselves, so they could only remind them louder and anxiously.
Just when the demon bird was approaching Lan Chucui, she suddenly flashed and appeared on the demon bird's back. With a surge of spiritual power, she raised the long bow in her hand high and smashed it into the head of the demon bird.
boom!
The demon bird screamed repeatedly, and a piece of its hard skull was visibly dented.
Lan Chucui's clothes were surrounded by spiritual light, blocking the demonic birds' counterattacks one by one. She used the exquisite and gorgeous long bow as a striking weapon and smashed the demonic birds so hard that their flesh and bones were dripping with blood. .
The other disciples were stunned for a moment.
Not long after, the demon bird fell down without any breath. Lan Chucui took a breath and realized that her spiritual power was almost exhausted, so she took out a jade bottle and poured a few pills into the palm of her hand.
She was about to take the pill when her thoughts changed, she stopped her movements, and raised her eyes to look at the tide of beasts coming towards her.
When she attacked the demonic bird, a demonic beast stepped into the empty area she had cleared before. The monster beast, coerced by the intention to kill, does not know what fear is, and will go wherever there are people cultivating it.
There was still some time before the beast tide was approaching, so Lan Chucui made a prompt decision, took back the elixir, and relied entirely on her own refining of spiritual energy to replenish her spiritual power.
Under the condition of high concentration caused by heavy pressure, she absorbed and refined spiritual energy significantly faster than before. The majestic spiritual power surged in the meridians, and the meridians were slightly stretched. In addition, there were other things in her body. Subtle changes. These changes accumulated over a long period of time will definitely help her practice.
When the circle formed by the beast tide further narrowed, she stopped practicing and looked up at the distant sky.
Different from the discolored chaos of the sky and the earth in this area, the distant blue sky reflected in the eyes was not stained by blood, and remained clear and bright, revealing a kind of transparency and coldness that had nothing to do with the world.
She looked at the clear light, as if she saw someone's shadow, and couldn't help but feel dazed.
But he soon woke up.
She suddenly stared, stretched out her arms and drew her bow, and started killing again.
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