On the edge of the cliff and in the woods, there is the sound of wind from time to time.
Sometimes the ink-colored flying sword turned into a ray of bright starlight that filled the sky, sometimes it turned into a veil of light that disappeared, and sometimes it turned into a stream of silver sword light that kept flickering, wrapping Liu Qingyi around and flying around, like a sword that was crushing everywhere. sharp grindstone.
The huge ring of fire formed by the spirit ring cycled back and forth with the bright moon, and the scorching fire light complemented the cold moonlight. Later, it faintly transformed into a dazzling glazed gold cup, causing sound waves that echoed throughout the sky. , wandering around like the sound of heaven.
At the moment when her technique rested, Liu Qingyi put away the ink-colored flying sword and purple spirit ring with satisfaction. After sitting alone for a while, she started to get up and rush to the camp.
After flying leisurely for more than ten breaths, I came to the sky above a mountain forest, and suddenly I heard a loud shout coming from the nearby mountain col.
His face was startled, and he moved towards the mountain col. As soon as he climbed over the top of the mountain, he saw a group of people gathered in an open space at the bottom of the mountain col.
In the middle of the open space, some unknown stones were used to build a circular fence. In the fence, two spiritual insects of unknown species were biting each other crazily.
The group of people surrounding him stumbled and applauded, or leaned down and patted the ground, all shouting at the top of their lungs.
Liu Qingyi took a closer look and found that one of the two people leaning over to pat the ground was Yan Kuan, and he couldn't help being surprised.
I saw him working hard to slap the ground with his palms, his face flushed red, and he kept shouting: "Qing'er, bite it, bite it to death."
There were two spiritual insects in the pen, one green and one blue, with sharp fangs on their mouths, and they were fighting fiercely.
This kind of fighting spiritual insect is called Sheng Leech, which is a low-level aquatic spiritual beast with sharp teeth on its mouth and is good at chewing. It can be warmed and nourished by Lingyuan Stone to cultivate its ferocity and fighting power.
This insect has extremely strong vitality. No matter how badly it is injured or even cut off, it can merge into one and eventually recover. Because of its strong fighting spirit and strong skin, it is often used by monks for betting and fighting. It is similar to Liu Qingyi's cricket fight in his last life, but this kind of fighting between spiritual beasts is more cruel and bloody. Just some.
Among the two leech fighting at this time, the blue one was obviously more fierce. After fighting for a few breaths, he bit off the head of the blue leech, then leaned up and bit off the head of the green leech. The head swallowed with a 'gurgling' sound.
Yan Kuan was very anxious when he saw this. He lowered his body a few inches, slapped the ground hard with one palm, and yelled towards the fence: "Qing'er, get up, get up quickly, and keep biting him. Bite him."
The one named Qing'er, after his head was bitten off, lay on the ground as softly as a rotten vegetable leaf that had been cut off, and most of the remaining body only trembled one after another.
A person next to him heard Yan Kuan's cry and laughed loudly: "My head is gone, and I still bite a piece of shit."
Under Yan Kuan's heart-rending screams, the half-section of the insect's body that had been bitten off its head finally twisted, and a ball of white and green matter spewed out from the fracture, and then there was no more movement.
At this time, I heard a person next to me shout loudly: "Three hundred and twenty-four, raise the bet and close the village."
Yan Kuan patted the dust on his body and said, "Don't be busy. I'll bet the next one as well. I owe you this one first."
The monk on the other side, who was leaning over, squinted his eyes and looked at Yan Kuan and said, "How can this make sense? It's agreed that one bet will be raised, but there's no one who owes the next one. Are you still going to play?" !”
Yan Kuan's face showed a look of pain when he heard this. He took out a spirit lock bag from the spirit ring, counted it with two fingers, and handed it to the person opposite.
Then he squatted down and took out a square wooden box from his arms. He carefully picked up the half of Qing'er's body with both hands and gently placed it into the wooden box.
Liu Qingyi could see clearly that several pieces of white spirit essence stones had been placed in the wooden box. As soon as Sheng Zhi, who was only half of his body, was put in, he miraculously moved, and only the broken part was visible. Continuously squirming, Er began to slowly heal, and later even slowly gave birth to a new head.
Liu Qingyi looked at the sheng leech in the wooden box with a look of astonishment. He was a little surprised at the tenacity of this kind of spiritual beast. It was incredible that its head could regenerate after it was severed.
At this moment, Yan Kuan stretched his head and looked at the fight between the other two sheng leeches in the pen. When he saw the fierceness, he clapped his hands and cheered along with the people next to him, without even noticing Liu Qingyi standing next to him.
Liu Qingyi looked at the two fighting spirit insects and thought that these spirit insects were just the lowest level of spirit beasts, not even comparable to ordinary spirit beasts, and just the playthings of immortals.
Thinking that he had been looked down upon by the Heavenly Beast Sect because he had branded a spirit beast like a little civet as a companion fairy beast, Liu Qingyi looked at the spirit beast in the pen and felt a little sad.
In his opinion, these spiritual beings born between heaven and earth should have been eating the wind and drinking the dew, gathering in the mountains and forests, and living a carefree life. It is really sad and pitiable to be captured and raised like this, to have them fight bloody battles for people to gamble and have fun with.
Liu Qingyi stood aside, fascinated, but Yan Kuan's eyes flickered, and he finally realized that the person standing next to him without saying a word was his fellow junior fellow student Liu Qingyi.
Such a discovery shocked him, his face changed several times, he lowered his head and collected the wooden box containing the sheng and leech at a very fast speed, turned around and walked out without saying a word.
After walking a few dozen steps, he stopped again and waited quietly for Liu Qingyi to catch up.
"Elder brother, if you need spiritual essence stones, you can come to me. There is no need to do all these bells and whistles."
"I just want to relax, I don't really want to gamble."
"Is it?"
"Really."
"I understand, senior brother."
Yan and Liu returned to the forest camp and saw that a few people from the Tianji Sect had been summoned to another place, and a few people from the Tianshou Sect were gathering together. There were six more figures in the crowd, but they were disciples of the Three Yang Realm of the Tianshou Sect. Lei Lei, Liu Qingshan, two girls, Zeng Manting and Wu Yaqi, as well as Zhao Xianyu and Qu Liangjun, the Dragon and Tiger Immortals in the Condensing Pill Realm, were also among them.
Among the six people who returned, Qu Liangjun saw that there were two less Tongyuan Realm disciples under his sect, and was asking Bu Jiu and Xiao Jingyan about the situation. This time, many Tongyuan Realm disciples from various sects and sects on Kuiyun Ridge had died. , in his opinion, the missing two people were probably in the same situation.
When he heard Bu Jiu and Xiao Jingyan mention that Liu Qingyi and Yan Kuan were just hanging out, Qu Liangjun felt relieved, but Zhao Xianyu and several Sanyang realm disciples over there were a little strange.
It stands to reason that these early and mid-term disciples of Tongyuan Realm in the sect are relatively weak in Kuiyun Ridge. It is normal for one or two people to fall.
Now it seems that not only did this group of people survive without any casualties, but a few of them even advanced. All of them looked healthy and full of energy. Compared with the Tongyuan Realm disciples from other sects around them, their energy and spirit were vastly different, which was really a rare thing.
Comparing the two, looking back at the few people who returned, Liu Qingshan, who was in the Three Yang realm, looked pale, and he was almost certainly injured; Wu Yaqi also had one hand trembling slightly, and seemed to have a hidden illness; that Xiu Zhao Xianyu, the highest dragon immortal, seems to have a slightly unstable aura, which may be the sequelae of excessive consumption of spiritual energy in his body after fierce battles.
As soon as Liu Qingyi and Yan Kuan appeared, the brothers and sisters who had returned from Longhu Immortal and others all looked over. After just a moment, they all looked at Liu Qingyi, as if they were admiring a strange toy. , at least that's what Liu Qingyi thought at the time.
Qu Liangjun said with a surprised look on his face: "Are you...Liu Qingyi? In such a short time, I didn't expect you to break through to the eighth level of the Tongyuan Realm. This is simply...a miracle."
Wu Yaqi chuckled and said, "I'm not surprised that he can break through this realm. Senior Brother Qu didn't know something. He once obtained the Phoenix Flower Tree in the Giant Dragon Cave and begged a lot of Yuan Sheng Dan from me. , it is reasonable for the realm to improve faster.”
The rest of the people understood naturally after hearing this. They finally found an explanation for the reason why none of these Tongyuan Realm juniors were injured or killed. With such a disciple at the eighth level of Tongyuan Realm protecting him, if most of these Tongyuan Realm disciples are still killed or injured, it can only be said that their luck is too bad.
"I didn't expect that none of you were injured. It's a blessing." Dragon Immortal Zhao Xianyu looked at Liu Qingyi with a satisfied look on his face and said: "This Junior Brother Liu is the one who used the Spirit Filling Pill to help break through the door last time. One of several junior brothers in the Yuan Realm?"
Liu Qingyi said honestly: "To be honest, I did not achieve enlightenment during the spiritual ceremony, but after going out to achieve enlightenment, I returned to the mountain gate and was accepted by Master Nie."
Dragon Immortal Zhao Xianyu's eyes lit up and he said in surprise: "Oh? So you broke through the Tongyuan Realm on your own?"
Liu Qingyi thought for a moment and said, "That's right."
After Zhao Xianyu heard this, he looked at Tiger Immortal Qu Liangjun and looked at Liu Qingyi with deep meaning in his eyes.
The cultivation progress of the disciples of the Heavenly Beast Sect is too slow. Originally, it was a last resort to rely on infusing spirit pills to break through to the Tongyuan realm. Although this method has no sequelae, this kind of forcibly raising the cultivation level is tantamount to pulling out the seedlings and encouraging them. It takes a long time for the initiates to digest the infused spiritual essence, which also greatly slows down the practice speed of these disciples in the Tongyuan Realm.
Liu Qingyi can break through the Tongyuan realm on his own, but his personal experience and understanding are unmatched by other disciples. Now he has been promoted to the eighth level of Tongyuan in a short time. Such appearance is even better than that of Longhu Er. In the immortal year, it wasn't much worse.
Lei Lei on the side smiled slightly at this moment and said: "Elder Nie has been in seclusion for so many years. This time he opened the door to accept disciples and finally found a good seedling."
There was no expression on Zeng Manting's beautiful face. She raised her eyelids and glanced at Liu Qingyi, and said in an inexplicable tone: "I wonder how many spiritual yuns are there? If it is a single lingyun, it may not be a good thing to practice so quickly."
Liu Qingshan answered at this moment and said: "That's not the case. The last time our junior sister Li picked the Fire Heart Lotus at Xiaofang Mountain, she gave some to several disciples of Miaoyuan Peak. At least it should be Shuang Ling Yun."
"That's not right!" Wu Yaqi's voice came, "Before I went out, I heard Master say that Elder Nie brought back a Thousand-leaf Wood Cicada from Cuiyun Mountain in the east, and it seems that he also gave it to them."
Upon hearing this, Lei Lei looked at Liu Qingyi again and said with a surprised look on his face: "Three Spiritual Yun? This is a bit serious."
Qu Liangjun and Zhao Xianyu looked at each other again, with a slight smile on their faces. The eighth level of Tongyuan where the three spirits gathered together, this kind of qualification is definitely rare in the sect, at least it represents this person's understanding of the origin of the three lines. His understanding is far beyond that of ordinary people.
At this moment, several people were talking to each other, and their eyes fell on Liu Qingyi, as if they were looking at a bare-butted monkey in the zoo.
Some people died, but not completely...
