After a group of monks had arranged the sentries properly, the crescent moon in the night sky was already hanging in the sky. Under the gaze of silver light, the green silk and satin on the waterfall took on a new look - the water mist condensed into waves of white smoke, which was unstoppable. Thousands of waves washed over the rocks, trembling like the first falling snow, and disappeared into the lakes and pools without a trace. Maybe they came from different foreign rivers, but at this moment, the sky cannot describe these fleeting appearances. The only ones lucky enough to witness all this are the eyes staring at the waterfall.
"Junior Brother Chen, what are you thinking about?"
Wan Qing walked over quietly and immediately sat down less than half a foot away from Chen Mo.
Chen Mo came back to his senses. He seemed to have some insights when he saw the splashing waves. He wanted to say something, but he was not sure that anyone could understand him. After thinking about it for a while, he pursed his lips: "It's nothing, just... I want to build a foundation. By the way, senior sister, have you got your mortgage back?"
"We have retrieved it. Zhang Yongfei's character is quite good. We don't need to worry too much." The smile on Wan Qing's face faded slightly: "However, Chen Wenlin, who joined later, is by no means a kind person. We must be on guard. I don't know what Junior Brother Chen could have done before. Have you ever heard of this person?”
"No." Chen Mo shook his head and then said:
"However, I just heard from Ye Yunqi and the others that this man is the number one genius in Sunset Valley. Is this true or false?"
"It's a bit exaggerated, but it's not that far off when you think about it." Wan Qing was afraid that Chen Mo would be careless, so he said in a vigilant tone: "At least if I fight him head-on, I will gradually be defeated after fifty moves. But if it is a sneak attack, maybe If it’s a melee, that’s a different story.”
"He said that Ye Lantian once wounded him with a palm. Were you also around at that time?"
"The incident started with me..." When Wan Qing discussed the matter, he suddenly coughed and changed the subject: "But that's not important anymore. I just want to say that you should be careful about his "Du Ye Burning Soul" Technique", this technique will accelerate his aging every five years. When he is over a hundred years old, he will be reborn as a child. The last time he was just middle-aged..."
Chen Mo slightly said in surprise: "Is there such a technique in the world?"
"The world of cultivation is vast, and weird things can happen. According to Ye Lantian, that skill book was once a leftover page from the pill formation stage. If it is practiced by a Qi Refiner, it can produce one of the best results in a thousand. The power is extremely rare."
Chen Mo said: "It seems that Senior Sister still has her old feelings for Senior Brother Ye, and even remembers every word he said to you."
Wan Qing was startled when he heard this, and then smiled self-deprecatingly: "Maybe, touching a flower that blooms from the bones, no matter what the result is, the experience will always be unforgettable."
At this time, both of them were silent. Their thoughts spanned the vast darkness and drifted away from the passing river. The monks in the Sunset Valley in the distance were sitting around the fire talking to keep warm. Li Xiaoyu and another fellow disciple were testing the talisman and seal. Power, they all felt the same kind of sadness that night under the Soul-Enhancing Pond Waterfall.
Chen Mo looked up at Crescent Moon and said to Wan Qing: "It's past three o'clock. I'm going to bring Junior Brother Qiu Anhe back."
Wan Qing nodded: "Not only be careful of unknown enemies, but also sneak attacks from Sunset Valley."
"Don't worry." Chen Mo stood up and walked towards the dense forest in the south, summoned the flying talisman and flew into the air. One mile away was the location where the three sects were jointly guarding. He was going there to guard for two hours.
However, Chen Mo hadn't been flying for long when his keen sense sensed the embarrassment of the three monks running away for their lives. The spiritual pressure of one of them was very familiar, it was Qiu Anhe who he wanted to replace.
Chen Mo's face changed. It was easy to scare one person, but it could make three people look like they were facing a formidable enemy. I'm afraid the person who came was definitely not a good person. He hurriedly stepped forward to greet Qiu Anhe, and flew to Qiu Anhe's panicked eyes. around.
The distance of a hundred feet was approaching in the blink of an eye, "Is there a fourth-order monster?" Chen Mo spoke first when they met, and a ray of gentle spiritual energy instantly hit the spiritual orifice on his shoulder.
"No! It's... a sword-wielding monk!! Senior Brother Chen, quickly... run away!!" Qiu Anhe stopped and said quickly out of breath.
"Sword-controlling monk?!" Chen Mo was suddenly shocked. At this time, cultivators from the other two factions also hurriedly came. Not only did they flee blindly, they were also activating the compass for contact in their hands, but they looked like they were in vain. appearance.
"She used an orb before she even stepped into the waterfall, and all our compasses became useless!!"
Chen Mo continued to waste time, grabbing Qiu Anhe's shoulders and quickly turned back. He exploded with all his strength and instantly left the two people behind. Such speed of escape shocked Qiu Anhe's face and changed. The feeling of fear welled up in my heart.
Whether it is spiritual consciousness or cultivation, this Senior Brother Chen can crush any monk in the Fuyun Sect, but he always looks low-key. What is a real person who does not show his face? This is it!
Chen Mo didn't have so many weird ideas. In a short while, he was back under the waterfall. The moment he landed, he used all his strength and shouted: "There are foundation-building monks coming this way!! Don't believe it!" People who do this will do so at their own risk!!!”
If possible, he would not tell those people, but Chen Mo still understood the meaning of death and coldness. Even if there were more than twenty people trying to warm each other up, he was not sure of escaping in front of a genuine monk in the foundation building stage!
Naturally, there is no need to elaborate too much on the gap between the foundation building and Qi refining stages. The former’s unique condensing light and color alone can block 99% of the Qi refining warrior’s attacks, not to mention the spiritual energy liquid that drives the flying sword to move almost instantly. The speed of movement can cut off the enemy's head.
After all, spiritual energy cannot control the flying sword, only the spiritual liquid in the foundation-building stage can control it easily.
Chen Mo's sudden stop drinking naturally attracted the attention of many people from the three sects, including Wan Qing. As soon as she walked out of the tent, she saw Qiu Anhe and Chen Mo, and her heart tightened and she quickly ran over: "Junior brother Chen, what's the matter? Is the foundation-building monk here?"
Naturally, Zhang Yongfei and Chen Wenlin would not sit still and wait for death. The moment after Chen Mo shouted out the words, they activated the communication compass in their hands. However, exactly like the previous scene, this octagonal object lost its spiritual power and was different from the secular world. Antiques are no different.
"Something happened! Form a formation quickly!!!"
Chen Wenlin shouted loudly, and the remaining sect members immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They lined up according to the formation they had practiced countless times. The same was true for Zhang Yongfei. The monsters lined up in a row, backed by the mountain stone and divine consciousness. To the extreme, they don't want to lose the initiative and be caught off guard by the unknown enemy.
The Fuyun Sect also gathered together after Chen Mo's affirmative tone. After only a dozen breaths, the vigilance monks from the Beast Control Sect and the Sunset Valley also rushed back. Seeing that their sects had already formed a formation, they had no time to express their gratitude. If so, he quickly returned to his sect.
More than 20 monks who had completed their Qi refining were waiting in formation. They were feeling nervous, excited, and panicked. Chen Mo's palms were covered in sweat. Qiu Anhe didn't even see clearly whether the person was a man or a woman, so he was so frightened that he ran for his life. , it really cannot be called a qualified duty.
What he is most worried about is Qingqiu Fox. If this person returns to the foundation building cultivation level, it will be even more difficult for him to get out of trouble today!
"--boom!"
There was a sudden explosion in the air, and then it stopped abruptly. The golden thread was particularly shining against the background of the dark night. The hearts of more than twenty people almost jumped out of their throats. Where Chen Mo stared, the golden thread became longer and longer. It finally formed the shape of a flying sword, with a female cultivator in black robe and long hair standing on it.
Just watching from a distance, everyone felt an unrivaled killing intent. Chen Wenlin and Chen Mo saw the appearance of this woman for the first time. Her unremarkable appearance matched with such aura, except for the nine There is no one else in the generation of geniuses cultivated by Sha Palace!
"The Golden Phoenix is here!!"
Chen Mo exclaimed in his heart. Fortunately, she was not a real foundation-building monk. Although she was powerful, she could never be an enemy of so many monks. Chen Mo instantly gave up the idea of running away.
Silence! !
More than twenty monks looked up at the golden flying swords that plunged directly into the waterfall. Although the woman saw the enemy-like crowd below, she didn't pay attention to it for some reason.
Her target is the soul-enhancing pool behind the waterfall that everyone dreams of!
"Who are you?! Stop!!"
Several roars of anger rose into the sky. Under the gaze of Chen Mo and others, in just one breath, four corpses with holes in their chests fell from the mountainside in the middle of the waterfall.
Without making any unnecessary noise, the golden flying sword immediately disappeared into the waterfall.
Beads of sweat broke out on Chen Wenlin's forehead. According to his consciousness, he could only see a red afterimage, which circled in front of the four patrolling monks at the waterfall. They fell silently.
If it were him, could he survive such a terrifying magic weapon? Chen Wenlin asked himself, but no one could give him the answer, including him.
"Too... too fast!!" Zhang Yongfei swallowed hard: "Is she the invincible Meng Qianqiu in the world of cultivation... in the realm of Qi refining?"
"Her father is Meng Lingxiao, the head of Jiusha Palace. If you kill her, it's best not to make it public, otherwise you will suffer severe retaliation!" Wan Qing added with a serious expression.
"Are you kidding me, Fellow Daoist Wan?" Chen Wenlin snorted coldly: "We can't avoid this kind of strength that killed four peak Qi refining monks with just a raise of his hand. You are still thinking about how to silence yourself. Don't you feel a little guilty? Is it within your capabilities?”
Wan Qing asked back: "No matter how strong she is, can she be defeated by more than sixty Qi-refining monks? According to her character, rushing into the soul-enhancing pool will definitely cause conflicts with the monks in the pool. If she doesn't enter now, when will it be updated? ?!”
"You want to fish in troubled waters?" Chen Wenlin asked in surprise. Wan Qing's suggestion was heard by all the monks present. As soon as this statement came out, it immediately aroused a series of discussions.
"If you don't dare to go, we won't force you." Wan Qing waved to everyone in Fuyun Sect and said, "Let's go! Rush in and have a look!"
Naturally, Chen Mo and others didn't even hesitate at all. They took out the flying charm and flew away. Even if someone didn't want to go, the danger of staying where they were was many times greater than going in.
What's more, Wan Qing's instructions along the way can be seen by everyone. She will not rush into danger rashly like this. She must have the confidence to do so.
How could Zhang Yongfei sleep with Sunset Valley? He shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoist Wan, wait for us!" A group of monks from the Beast Control Sect also followed the steps of Fuyun Sect and flew into the Soul Enhancement Pond, leaving only Huan Huan. Chen Wenlin and his classmates were hesitating.
"Forget it! So what if I fell into your trick?" Chen Wenlin gritted his teeth and went out to accompany the gentleman. Eight monks followed closely behind him, and the three factions followed the afterimage of the golden flying sword into the waterfall. hidden entrance.
.
