A bunch of dead grass not far away has a few maple leaves hanging here and there.
The Songyun Marten exposed its furry little head, looked around with its eyes, and raised its pink nose to sniff. The next moment, it was attracted by the strong fragrance of the redbud grass, and sparkling saliva overflowed from the corner of its mouth.
There was only the sound of maple leaves falling in the forest, nothing unusual.
The thick medicinal fragrance tempted the mink so much that it couldn't stop itching. It slowly exposed its entire body and silently approached the spiritual grass.
Yan Ci stared at Diao'er for a moment, waiting for it to take a few more steps before activating the magic circle.
Diaoer looked around, then suddenly stopped, stood up and looked towards Nightingale's hiding place.
Yan Ci secretly wondered, wondering if Nightingale had revealed her presence? As soon as he lost his mind, the Songyun Diao suddenly moved, kicked off his hind legs, jumped into the magic circle like a spark, picked up the elixir in his mouth and kicked off again...
Yan Ci subconsciously sent mana to the array, and with a buzzing sound, a white curtain of light appeared in front of his eyes. Although Diao'er was fast, he was still firmly trapped in the array.
Nightingale touched her palms and praised: "Young man Yan, what a good trick." Her bright autumn eyes were smiling, her green and green eyebrows were smiling, and even her faint dimples were smiling.
Diao'er was locked within a few feet by the light curtain, spinning around in panic. Nightingale activated her spiritual power to gradually shrink the light curtain. Songyun Diao ran around in the trapped spirit array, staggering as if drunk, lying on the ground with all four legs in the air and no longer moving, with fixed eyes. As if completely dead.
Nightingale was extremely surprised, her fingers suddenly cut off her spiritual power, and she was quite unable to recover.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred, and an extremely inconspicuous cold light lurked through the clear brilliance of the moonlight.
The cold light was like a cone, and when it approached the light curtain, there was a sudden explosion. The formation curtain was pierced, turning into dots of white light and disappearing into the starry night.
Connected to the cold light is a slender rope. The rope shadow hangs in the air and wraps around the mink's neck, quickly winding back into the dark forest.
Yan Ci waved his narrow sleeves, and the two moon blades crisscrossed like lightning.
The thin rope was cut, and Songyun Marten suddenly came to life, jumped twice and then disappeared again.
Figures of people fluttered in the dark forest, and it was Jiang Shuyue and his entourage who came back.
Nightingale was furious, raised her jade fingers and cursed loudly, wishing to cut Wu Xiu alive immediately.
Wu Xiu's act of sneak attack and robbery was shameful. Yan Ci was determined to show off the little thief. Without saying a word, Dao Gang Qi protected his body, and he controlled the moon blade to separate and change.
For a moment, the blade light was diffuse, illuminating the dark forest brightly.
The faces of the monks in the forest were filled with shock. Jiang Shuyue realized that it was Yue Ming Thousand Miles Technique and exclaimed: "Take a moment, you two, this matter is purely a misunderstanding."
Nightingale's face was so gloomy that it looked like she could scrape off ice shavings. The fairy sword in her palm suddenly emitted light, and she took the lead in chopping at Wu Xiu with an indomitable momentum.
Wu Xiu was also furious, and threw the folding fan into the air with his fingers.
The fan surface is made of an unknown material, it is stronger than gold and stone, and exudes a faint silver light. The folding fan follows the magic formula and transforms into nine fan shadows, arranged in the shape of nine palaces to fight.
In an instant, the sword energy was flowing vertically and horizontally, fanning the shadows. Nightingale's sword light expands and contracts erratically, the sound of the long sword piercing the air is endless, and the sword light changes rapidly.
Jiang Jinyue smiled casually and said: "Junior brother Yan, you may not be able to win favor with a few enemies. Why not ask your friends to stop and leave to avoid humiliation."
Yan Ci said coldly: "Committing scandalous things is just a pretense. What's the point of fearing Yan with a small number of enemies? Let's see what you can rely on."
Qin Tianli covered his mouth and said with a smile: "The boy who speaks without restraint speaks in a high-sounding way, so let me show you the truth."
Yan Ci had no intention of talking nonsense with him. The dense moon blades moved slowly like a rain of flowers falling from the sky.
Jiang Shuyue couldn't stop him, so he had to sacrifice his magic weapon with his companions to fight. The whole place was filled with dazzling rays of light and strange lights flashing randomly.
Yan Ci had the upper hand at the beginning, so he used offense as defense. Between the flexion and extension of his five fingers, the sharp moon blades flew and circled, vaguely weaving into a cocoon of light that whizzed inwards and strangled.
Everyone used their clever moves to block the moon blades that were flying all over the sky. Jiang Jinyue held the crimson fairy sword, and the red light dimmed the sword light. He quickly slashed down on the moon blades without casting, and the moon blades broke and splashed out. shoot.
Just as Jiang Shuyue was about to stop shouting, he suddenly heard a sharp sound, and the two moon blades turned around and attacked at a speed that was three points faster.
"Follow the trace attack!" Jiang Jinyue said angrily, "Get closer quickly and don't cut down the blade light."
The rest of the people were horrified when they saw this, and they all gathered against the defensive light curtain. However, Jiang Jinyue's sword was like fire cooking oil, causing the moon blades to separate and become more and more numerous.
The figures of the cultivators were gradually covered by the cocoon of light. Even though they had magical powers, they were unable to use them. The more they were beaten, the more frustrated they became.
Mu Yao was panting. She seemed to have never experienced such a fight before, and she felt very depressed.
Jiang Shuyue said: "This magic array consumes a lot of mana, so it is mainly for defense for the time being." After saying that, he continued to add spiritual power to the buzzing exquisite pagoda. The shadow of the tower was thick and dense, without any gaps.
The moon blade was flying, but Yan Ci did not advance, and just kept the light cocoon spinning to trap the opponent.
Turning to look at Nightingale, the battle became more and more fierce. The sword light moved swiftly and swiftly, coming and going without a trace.
Wu Xiu was sweating profusely, and was suppressed by the leeward force. The shadow of the fan was changing as if he was carrying a thousand pounds of gravity, and he no longer felt comfortable.
Suddenly I heard the nightingale scream: "Broken!" A green light suddenly appeared, the folding fan made a soft hiss, and the shadow of the fan disappeared. The remaining power of the sword was endless, and it passed through Wu Xiu's left arm like lightning, stirring up a cloud of blood mist.
Wu Xiu screamed and jumped back. Nightingale looked at him coldly, but also did not pursue him.
In the cocoon of light, Qin Tianli was cursing and scolding Yan Ci for not attacking or retreating, so he was making a fuss. The rest of the people knew what they meant, and guessed that the two wanted to cause Wu Xiu some trouble.
After a few breaths of stalemate, Wu Xiu suddenly heard screams. Qin Tianli asked anxiously: "Yan Ci, aren't you afraid that your master will blame you for hurting someone on purpose?"
Yan Ci said coldly: "Now that things have happened, do you still dare to use your master's sect to suppress others?" The magic method changed again, the light cocoon suddenly became blurred, and the moon blades were densely packed like moonlight, reflecting the dark forest like daylight.
Jiang Shu's Moon God shook his head and said quickly: "At the stage of the transformation of the Moon Ming Technique, retreat quickly." The pagoda in his palm flashed suddenly, and the shadow of the tower that was more than ten feet high rolled away the halo with lightning speed. He flashed again and rolled up Wu Xiu. Instantly disappeared without a trace.
Yan Ci was stunned, what kind of magic weapon could be so magical! Nightingale said slowly: "How could the Boundary-Breaking Exquisite Tower, the treasure that Master Yu used to control when he was on the Forgetting Peak, end up in the hands of this girl?"
Yan Ci sighed softly and said, "Jiang Shuyue is the direct disciple of Master Yu Peak. Didn't I tell you?"
Nightingale's delicate body trembled and said, "Did you... say that?"
Yan Ci said: "Oh, maybe I forgot for a moment. Are you scared?"
Nightingale said anxiously: "Master Yu seems to be casual and informal, but who wouldn't protect his direct disciples? How can I not be afraid of a weak woman like me who has no one to rely on?"
Yan Ci said calmly: "If you are afraid of one, you are afraid of both. What will happen if I tell you that Jiang Jinyue is the direct disciple of Master Wanfeng?"
Nightingale's mind went blank, and she said calmly: "It's true, it's false."
Yan Ci said: "Yan personally witnessed the brother and sister performing the apprenticeship ceremony. Do you think it is true or false?"
Nightingale was confused, slumped down on the ground and murmured: "So you let them go on purpose?"
Yan Ci said: "It's half right and half wrong. If you don't let him go, you can't do anything. However, Yan is not worried about this."
He was only worried about one thing, that is, Jiang Shuyue's brother and sister would reveal his identity out of shame.
Over the past few years, Yan Ci had been disgusted with the arrogance of some of his direct disciples, and he had more or less realized Qing Ming's intention of letting him conceal his identity.
Yan Ci enjoys the unrestrained feeling even more. Isn't it tiring to have people following behind him all day long?
Nightingale's eyes were dull and she said stiffly: "Why?"
Yan Ci said: "Five against two of the same level of cultivation, but in the end they ran away. Is it embarrassing to spread the word?"
Nightingale's eyes became a little more flexible and she replied: "It's embarrassing!"
Yan Ci looked at Nightingale quietly and said with a smile: "So, they are more eager to cover up this matter instead of going to the teacher to cry and complain that they were bullied by us."
Nightingale thought for a while and then said calmly: "It makes sense, they are the ones who are embarrassed anyway."
Yan Ci said: "They are not embarrassed yet, but you were embarrassed just now."
Nightingale stood up in a hurry, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and said, "Young man Yan, don't think everything is fine. It's you who caused the trouble."
Yan Ci smiled bitterly and said, "Where did you learn this magical power that turns your face like a book?"
In the morning of late autumn, the sky is clean and bright, and the tiny dewdrops in the maple forest reflect the rising sun and smile.
Jiang Shuyue sat sullenly on a bare branch and swung her feet. After some deep thought, she was able to confirm that Yan Ci had not reached the stage of the Yueming Qianli Technique, but only had a slight understanding of the appearance and spirit.
Especially when she realized that it was not she who broke through the predicament, but Yan Ci who deliberately allowed her to leave, her heart was full of frustration.
Mu Yao stood under a red maple tree, with red leaves falling and her feathers fluttering in the wind, which gave her an indescribable sense of beauty.
She listened impatiently to the arguments of the people in the distance. Wu Xiu repeatedly advocated continuing to search for Songyun Diao. Even if his wish was hard to come by, he would not allow others to succeed.
Qin Tianli felt very displeased and sneered angrily: "I would make someone angry if I rashly attack my fellow sect. Besides, my junior brother has already failed, but he still wants to provoke those two evil stars. Isn't it embarrassing enough?"
Wu Xiuqiang argued: "In order to help Junior Sister Jiang capture Songyun Diao, I had no choice but to do it."
Jiang Jinyue said: "As the saying goes, thieves also have their own ways. We have always been upright, so we can't be stained by sneak attacks on our fellow sects."
Wu Xiu was still about to argue when he suddenly heard a beautiful voice scolding: "Shut up, don't embarrass yourself again!"
Jiang Shuyue and Mu Yao approached slowly. Jiang Shuyue couldn't listen to the argument, and seemed not to want to see Wu Xiu. Wu Xiu was like a deflated ball and didn't dare to say anything.
When asked by Mu Yao about her next plan, Jiang Shuyue smiled bitterly and said, "How can we continue to argue shamelessly when we leave?" The implication was that she had given up completely.
Seeing Jiang Jinyue lingering undecided, Jiang Shuyue spoke tactfully and advised: "Songyun Diao will be frightened by this and will go back to his lair to hide. He will not dare to show up in the short term. Besides, you know the identity of that person and I know it, so we should leave some room for each other. .”
The rest of the people were quite knowledgeable, but they were full of doubts but did not ask any questions. Only Wu Xiu opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Jiang Shuyue glared back.
