Chen Guo, Fengmu County.
Thousands of miles of wilderness, grass and trees dance with the wind; the sky is clear and clear, and the blue sky is as clear as water.
A cloud seemed to move slowly across the sky, drifting into the distance.
Within the clouds, Yuan Qing was sitting on a cloud couch, his whole body glowing with clear light, but his breath was constantly changing, like clouds, wind, gravel, grass and trees, no definite number.
Half an hour later, the clear light faded away. He opened his eyes, looked at himself carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.
By this time, more than a day and night had passed, and Yuan Qing had finally understood the "Wanhua Jue" and the Lingyin Formation, and could try to get rid of the little beast.
Thinking of the little beast, the young man frowned unconsciously and sent out his spiritual thoughts to explore the way, but found nothing.
However, the speed of the cloud has not slowed down at all. After all, the little beast and the five gray-clothed men have somehow escaped the detection of spiritual consciousness, so how can they dare to take it lightly.
Withdrawing his spiritual thoughts and using the clear heart of the sword, the young man waved his hand and fired out a spell. The clouds shook and his speed increased by another ten percent.
A quarter of an hour later, clouds suddenly fell over a long winding river, and smoke and beads formed. The young man's figure was like an arrow, and he fell straight into the water.
At the bottom of the river, there is a clear light, which opens up a few feet of void, but it is the effect of the robes on dividing the water.
Yuan Qing took out a stack of small gray and white flags and spread them on a flat place according to Qimen's method. He also took out a palm-sized turtle shell-shaped disk and placed it in the center.
Afterwards, after the spell was fired, there was a slight flash of gray light, and the curtain turned into a shield, which immediately disappeared. However, all the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the formation, including the power of the magic robe to resist water, were not leaked at all.
Sitting cross-legged in the formation, he took the Invisibility Technique and activated the Ten Thousand Transformations Technique. The young man's figure was as dim as a shadow, and his aura was like running water.
"If you still can't get rid of this beast, you can only use those few hundred-mile instant talismans." Yuan Qing thought.
Half a day later.
The moon was in the sky, and the stars were shining brightly. A wisp of smoke came from the moonlight and fell on the river bank, taking on the shape of a civet cat, which was exactly the little beast.
The little beast stared at a certain place on the river, its body slightly arched, its claws raised slightly, and the golden light was faint in the palm of its hand, ready to go.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his eyes, and then he stepped lightly on all fours, riding the smoke and clouds again, and went upstream.
However, Yuan Qing frowned slightly at the bottom of the river, with a look of helplessness on his face. Finally, with a soft sigh, he took out a water-patterned wooden sign and placed it between his eyebrows, closing his eyes to examine it carefully.
Sure enough, not long after, a white shadow was seen leaving and returning, followed by a bright golden blade, slashing towards the river.
It was as if the bright moon was rising in the water, and a silver moon broke through the river surface and connected with the golden blade. Suddenly, golden fire was like stars, and the flowing silver was like snow.
Yuan Qing held a long sword in his hand, stood not far from the little beast, and shouted in a cold voice: "What on earth do you want!"
This beast couldn't be killed, it couldn't get rid of it, but it kept clinging to it, which really made it a little angry.
When the little beast saw Yuan Qing pointing his sword at him, instead of retreating, he took a few steps forward and called out "meow" softly.
Yuan Qing frowned when he saw this, took a deep breath, and a light flashed from his palm, revealing a pale gold talisman.
"Don't even think about running away. With the help of the spiritual breath mark, I can find you even if you run to the ends of the earth." The little beast glanced at the talisman in the young man's hand and said softly.
"Spirit Breath Mark?" Yuan Qing paused after hearing this, and then began to recall what he had learned while looking inside himself to see if there was anything abnormal.
However, all the movements were in vain, Yuan Qing frowned even more, and he moved the transparent sword center, but still found nothing.
"Stop looking for it." The little beast took a few steps forward, opened his mouth and spat out a cloud of golden mist. The mist turned and transformed, gradually taking on the appearance of a young man.
Yuan Qing looked at the golden figure with no sadness or joy on his face, but the sword energy in his body could not help but echo with it. After a while, he put the sword into his sleeve and let out a long sigh.
The golden mist dissipated, and the little beast stepped forward again. It was less than ten feet away from the boy, and its little face was filled with joy.
At this moment, a thousand kilograms of heavy pressure suddenly fell from the sky. No one or any beast could move. When he looked up, he saw a large hand with black scales lying across the top, covering an area of more than ten feet.
"I didn't expect there was an unexpected gain, but it saved me a lot of effort." A dull and harsh voice sounded, and an old man in purple clothes was seen, standing with his hands behind his back.
"How about it, boy, are Wanhua Mud and Silver Marrow useful?" The old man looked at Yuan Qing and said jokingly.
However, before he finished speaking, there was a clanging sword, and the giant sword was shining brightly, trailing light, covered with sparks, and soaring into the sky.
Almost at the same time, the golden light flourished, and a red gold wheel encircled the blazing golden flames, welcoming it like the rising sun.
The two were chopped in the palm of the big hand one after another, and the flowing golden flames exploded, brilliant like smoke.
Then the giant sword disintegrated and the golden wheel was annihilated; the vertical lines between the little beast's brows dimmed and its expression was depressed; the young man flew back and fell heavily to the ground, groaning and spitting out a large mouth of bright red; the Water-Breaking Sword stood beside him, screaming in agony.
However, the big black-scaled hand was not unscathed. A hole about ten feet in size was visible in the palm of the hand. Around the entrance of the hole, the golden flames were fierce. After a while, it melted into wisps of pitch-black smoke and dissipated like the spring sun turning snow.
"Qilin is really fire!" The old man sighed secretly in his heart, and looked at the little beast again, his eyes filled with ecstasy.
The probing hand grasps in vain, the mysterious light gathers, and the scaly palm reappears!
However, another sudden change occurred in the middle of the journey. The scales on the palms gathered together and changed, and turned into a spear like ink, which flashed away and pierced somewhere in the void a hundred feet away.
In the void, fire suddenly appeared, but a red phosphorus fire python emerged in form, rolled up the ink gun, spiraled upward, and dispersed into the invisible amidst the crackling sound.
Then, a figure appeared out of thin air. He was about forty years old. He was wearing a Confucian robe, a square scarf, and a landscape fan in his hand. His face was three feet tall, and he looked like an elegant Confucian scholar.
"Humph, who did I think it was? It turns out to be Boss He." The old man snorted coldly when he saw the person coming.
After finishing speaking, without waiting for a reply, he looked around and continued: "Everyone else, do you have to ask me to invite you one by one before you are willing to show up?"
After speaking, the light flashed, and five more people appeared, but they were a young woman in a pink skirt, an old woman in a green robe, a boy in red, a man in brocade, and a mysterious man in black robe with his face covered.
"Huh, we're all here. You all are well informed." The old man said with a sneer.
"Brother Chen worked so hard to escape so far away. What's the important thing?" the Confucian scholar asked with a smile as he shook his folding fan.
"This is Chen's private matter, I can't tell you." The old man put his hands behind his back and replied calmly.
"Brother Chen, what you said is wrong. I have been in Fangshi for decades and have known each other for decades. Even brothers are nothing more than brothers. There is no difference between you and me." The young woman in pink skirt answered softly.
"Hehe, there is no distinction between you and me." The old man grinned, but his eyes swept the young woman up and down several times, especially at that high place, where he paused for a few breaths.
The young woman was not annoyed when she saw his presumption. Instead, she chuckled and replied: "Brother Chen, why don't you tell me the secret of this place? Xing Niang is willing to accompany Brother Chen to participate in the bliss." After saying this, she glanced at him, her eyes seemed to have infinite charm.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense!" A high-pitched child's voice sounded, but it was the boy in red, with a displeased look on his face, and shouted loudly: "Old man Chen, what are the secrets of this junior foundation builder and the fourth-level cat demon? What do you think? Are you not going to tell me?"
The old man's face turned cold when he heard this, he turned his palm and offered a ball of faint black flames, and said coldly: "Why, you are just a half-year-old, have you forgotten this ghost demon flame of mine?"
The boy's face suddenly turned red, and he opened his mouth and spit out a small golden red flag. The small flag grew long in the flames, and in a blink of an eye it was three feet in size. In the center of the flag, a fire dragon spit out flames from its mouth, ready to come out.
The old man showed disdain, the demon flames in his palms swelled, and the black mist rose around him, not giving an inch.
...
Let's talk about Yuan Qing. He struck the devil's palm with a body-sword-in-one technique and only opened a gap. However, he was hit by the force of the counter-shock, causing his internal organs to shift and he was seriously injured.
After taking the elixir and suppressing the injury, he found seven elixir-forming monks standing in the sky. The young man's heart sank, knowing that this time, his life was really hanging by a thread.
However, under this heavy pressure, his mind became clearer. The bright sword heart rotated without any luck, and his spiritual awareness was clear, guiding him to find that glimmer of life.
Therefore, at the moment when the old man and the boy were about to move, a silver light suddenly rose, and the young man rolled up the little beast, connected his body with the sword light, and flew away through the air.
When the old man saw the two fleeing, he didn't care about the boy. He opened his mouth and spit out a black crystal flying knife.
The trajectory of the flying knife was erratic, appearing and disappearing at times, and its speed was so fast that it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye. It tracked above the sword light in an instant and slashed down.
Unexpectedly, the sword light suddenly deflected, and he dodged in the blink of an eye. Then his whole body was shaken, his speed increased greatly, and he disappeared into the horizon in a few breaths.
The old man withdrew his flying knife, gave the boy a fierce look, then turned into mysterious light and chased after him.
Although the rest of the people didn't know what was going on, they also took up their escaping lights and followed closely behind.
...
Within the sword light.
Yuan Qing opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, but his injuries were aggravated because he had just used the method of sword energy and thunder sound to force the sword to escape.
After unlocking the Sword Escape and offering the Yunyi Pearl, the young man immediately took out the Baili Instant Talisman and used all his strength to catalyze it, regardless of taking medicine to heal his injuries. At the same time, he said to the little beast: "Help me delay for a moment."
The little beast nodded, looked back at the seven escaping lights that were approaching rapidly, and let out a beast roar.
Then, in the golden light, the shadow of the unicorn appeared, and then the golden blade rolled like a torrent, flooding a large area of void.
In the torrent, various kinds of precious lights flashed, and the old man couldn't help shouting: "This beast is the main line of Qilin, don't hurt it!"
The remaining six people's hands relaxed when they heard this, and they couldn't help but pause when they fled.
At this moment, a huge spiritual light rose into the sky, wrapped in clouds, and disappeared.
The old man sacrificed the magic flame, annihilating the aftermath of the golden blade, and then pulled out a Bagua bronze mirror; on the upper left side of the mirror, a small white dot shimmered and flickered.
"Walk!"
...
Hundreds of miles away.
Yuan Qing fell to the ground, spitting out another mouthful of blood, his face as pale as gold paper; the little beast was lying next to him, his eyes were dim and his expression was extremely depressed.
After taking the elixir and throwing a few Qinglin powder to the little beast, the young man sat cross-legged and recovered his energy to heal his injuries.
After a moment, he opened his eyes, first shook his hands and threw out two mineral materials, one gray and one silver, which were the Ten Thousand Transformations Clay and Silver Marrow. Then he took out a Baili Instant Talisman, wrapped the little beast, and disappeared again in the bright spiritual light. not see.
Not long after the two left, seven rays of escaping light came through the sky.
The old man in purple at the head looked at the treasures on the ground, his face as gloomy as water.
...
Liang Kingdom, Suzhou border, Guyue Desert.
Outside the grotto, more than a hundred moon worshipers were kneeling on the ground, as if waiting for something; roars could be heard from inside from time to time, either low or shrill, making it difficult to distinguish between humans and animals.
A few hours later, the neighing stopped, and a scholar in green clothes slowly walked out of the cave. His face was as white as jade, and his pupils were as scarlet as blood.
Walking in front of everyone, he opened his mouth and spat out several unknown syllables.
When the moon worshipers heard this, they first felt as if they had been granted amnesty, then became excited, and finally screamed and dispersed.
The scholar himself returned to the grotto and gradually disappeared into the darkness.
...
North Liangshan.
A ray of sunlight fell in the forest, revealing colorful clothes and a beautiful girl.
The girl was indifferent to the corpses of beasts all over the ground. She just closed her eyes and didn't know what she was doing.
After a stick of incense, the rays of light reappeared, and the forest returned to loneliness...
