Wang Qing and Minglan Hua'er fled side by side towards the Heavenly Sword Immortal City. Since he broke through the middle stage of the pill formation, the image of the benevolent divine light has been further improved. At this time, the fleeing light is rising, green and green, and the Taoism is vague. At a glance, I knew this person was not easy to mess with.
Of course, this also means that he might be a fat sheep.
If he were traveling alone, Wang Qing would naturally take advantage of the miserable light of the Witch God's divine body.
But now he was walking with Minglan Hua'er, and he couldn't wait for the chance to do justice for the sky - Speaking of which, he didn't know whether Gu Qingmei came to the legal domain to rob Dao'er, and there was no movement in Qianzu's message.
It shouldn't be a dead ball right away.
"My life-saving magical power has not yet been obtained. If you die like this, it will be a heinous crime."
Wang Qing thought for a while, put aside the magical power that Gu Qingmei owed him for the time being, and asked Minglan Hua'er:
"Sister Ming, the sect should have known about the restoration of the covenant for a long time, right?"
Minglan Hua'er glanced at him, paused, and then said:
"Even if the sect can be promoted smoothly, it is only the second level of a fairy city. Faced with such a change in level, if I had known it, what could I have done?
It's just to prepare as much as possible, otherwise it will explode when the time comes and miss the opportunity to adapt. "
Wang Qing nodded, convinced. Even though Siming Mountain seemed to be hidden deep, there was not even a single God-Transforming God. This was for sure.
Facing such an ancient revival plan, I am afraid that it will directly connect to the earthly immortal. In the face of such power, the current power of Siming Mountain is completely inadequate.
His eyes rolled:
"Although this is the case, the real master, with his foresight and foresight, will definitely be able to lead the sect through all the disasters and be safe and sound."
Minglan Hua'er looked at him strangely:
"Senior brother, the leader, is not here, so why are you trying to flatter him out of nowhere?
Did you think I would convey it to you? "
Wang Qing laughed awkwardly.
Sister Ming was so straightforward. He was a little uncomfortable with someone like him who liked to make eighteen turns in one sentence. He just wanted to change the topic to Yue Zongcheng.
"Ahem, I am so passionate about the Master, I can't help myself.
Moreover, the last time I refined the divine body of the Witch God, the master used the divine body magic weapon to protect me, which also made me burst into tears of gratitude...
By the way, wasn't the real leader also very coquettish back then?
Well, that means being suave and a poet. "
"If you didn't say the last part, I would have nodded."
Minglan Hua'er was indeed so bold that she dared to criticize the leader, which Wang Qing listened to with great interest.
"Senior Brother Yue is among the five of us, Line 2. Back then, we got a chance together in the small world of Yuan Xin, and we ventured into the realm of law together. Senior Brother Dongyu lacks some flexibility, Mo Changchun is the most clever with evil thoughts and bad ideas, and Zhou Qingcang is weak. He is bad, but his standard is not high——"
Wang Qing heard many secrets from his ancestors and couldn't help but ask:
"What about you, Sister Ming?"
"I?"
"Uh-huh."
Minglan Hua'er thought for a long time before saying:
"I prefer to convince people with reason."
Wang Qing blinked and suddenly remembered what Mo Changchun once said to him: In the realm of law, the fist is the greatest truth.
"Ahem, let's talk about the real person in charge..."
Minglan Hua'er seemed to be reminded of those years, she thought about it for a while and said:
"Senior Brother Yue's actions are most subtle and unpredictable. Especially after he obtained the "Immortal Mirage Skill", he has the ability to penetrate people's hearts, and his plans are more and more unpredictable... We can all have a safe journey. Refining the Nascent Soul is closely related to Senior Brother Yue's plan.
Otherwise, except for Senior Brother Yue and Mo Changchun, it will be even more difficult for the other three of us to break the elixir and become a baby. "
"Immortal Mirage"?
What kind of skill is this?
Wang Qing looked at Minglan Hua'er out of the corner of his eye, feeling that Sister Ming was deliberately telling him Yue Zongcheng's background.
Could it be that he felt that his murderous nature would displease the master? I just mentioned that his master has the ability to read people's hearts. Do you want him to avoid showing off his flaws?
Sure enough, Sister Ming and I have the same affection for each other!
Ever since Wang Qing took the Heart Fruit, he had been guessing that his stubbornness might have fallen into the eyes of Mo Changchun and other ancestors, especially the unfathomable Yue Zongcheng. Only then did he want to learn from Ming Sister, I'm here to test it out.
Yue Zongcheng, who was sitting in the Qiudao Hall, slept in bed every day, neither going out nor asking about family matters.
It is said that he should be a dim master, but from the ancestor to the disciples like him, he dare not be careless in the slightest.
Those who are good at fighting have no great achievements!
"I hate such nagging people the most. As a cultivator, wouldn't it be great to replenish your vitality and refine your body one by one?"
Minglan Hua'er and Wang Qing passed through Tianjian Fairy City, but naturally they still didn't meet Zhou Chengjun, the gatekeeper.
After they arrived at Siming Mountain from Tianjian Immortal City in a short time, Wang Qing felt sincerely the narrow boundaries of the various sects. The boundaries of hundreds of thousands of miles passed by in the blink of an eye - no wonder it is said that the disciples of Tianjian Sect, once they build a Ji, he often stayed in the fairy city and wandered into the legal realm.
I'm afraid I can't stand the cramped boundaries of the various sects.
Siming Mountain, Qiudao Hall.
Wang Qing's heart was as calm as water, and the ancient well was unwavering. Occasionally, some thoughts flashed through her mind, and they were all "the sect is my family, and I rely on everyone to protect me", "I am the sect, and the sect is for me", "the master is so majestic", "the master is so handsome" "The leader is the most handsome man in the sect"...
Yue Zongcheng's teeth ached, knowing that this boy must have gotten the hint from Junior Sister Ming.
For many years, Junior Sister Ming has been very dissatisfied with his use of "Immortal Mirage Technique" to spy on people's hearts, especially for people from his own sect, which is even more unacceptable to Junior Sister Ming. However, the great age is approaching, and he has to do it.
If He Qing and Hai Yan were able to find a corner of Siming Mountain, they would be able to enjoy the whole legal realm, wouldn't it be much more satisfying?
"A disciple of Xuan Qi Dao? Revive the covenant? Please tell me in detail."
"The disciples don't know much. It's just that this time when I was competing for the Heart-Question Fruit, I happened to encounter a disciple of the ancient Xuan Qi Dao. He saw my Shaman God body and thought that I was a member of the Shaman Dao and a participant in the ancient revival covenant. Only then did he say something.
The disciple was accustomed to being innocent. As soon as he heard such treacherous heresies, he immediately tried his best to fight with him, and finally killed him with the sword when he was seriously injured and dying.
However, from his words, the disciples thought that these remnants of the ancient Qi Refining Sect might have been connected, and even made an alliance, hoping to counterattack, destroy the legal system of this world, and return to the ancient times.
He was so busy that he didn't care about healing his wounds, so he rushed thousands of miles back to the sect to report. "
Yue Zongcheng nodded, automatically ignoring Wang Qing's embellishments, and said:
"Xuan Qi Dao is also an ancient sect, so what the disciple said is true.
Taoist Yuyang was probably an incarnation of the Xuanqi Tao back then,"
Wang Qing also guessed this.
However, since Yue Zongcheng had never seen the disciple Yunshi's "Xiantian Xuanxuan Gong", he dared to assert that he probably knew a lot about these major sects in ancient times.
Yue Zongcheng stood up, looked at the dome of Qiudao Hall, and said slowly:
"Xuanqi Dao, Tianlian Dao, Wushen Dao... I, the fourth grade in Siming Mountain District, have already encountered many ancient secrets. Those high-grade sects will only encounter more. A great chaos is coming, a great chaos It’s coming, and the time left for us is running out.”
Wang Qing suddenly asked:
"The real master thinks that Taoist Yuyang, Tianlian Tao War Realm, and even the disciple's shaman god body are all the back-up tools of those remnants of ancient times?"
"Not necessarily. If they could control the situation like this, even regarding the chance of a Foundation Establishment disciple, they wouldn't have to hide like they are now.
What's more, if you cultivate the Shaman God's Divine Body, do you consider yourself a disciple of the Shaman God?
If they think this way, they are naive and have nothing to fear.
The ancient times were destroyed, and many opportunities fell silent. Now, one by one, it is not so much the resurrection of the remnants, but the arrival of the great age, the rise of dragons and snakes. The remnants of the ancient times also saw such an opportunity, and chose to make plans. "
"The sect is promoted at such a moment. Is it a blessing or a curse?"
Yue Zongcheng glanced at him. Could it be that this boy went out for a trip and experienced life and death, and his cold heart and lungs became warm? He actually started to care about the sect.
"If Siming Mountain is going to be in chaos——"
Wang Qing had a thought and quickly stopped it.
If you want to run away, you must not let Head Yue know about it.
Yue Zongcheng did not speculate and just said:
"The general trend is rolling, and if you think you can escape by staying in a corner, you would be too naive.
For example, all the sects established by the Tianjian Sect can be destroyed by just one Mahayana monk. By then, except for the Tianjian Sect itself, which can leave some foundation in the fairy city, we and other affiliated sects , the only fate is to destroy the sect.
Therefore, before the chaos, we, Siming Mountain, must lay the foundation of the fairy city, support the power of the ancient ruins, and strive for a glimmer of hope.
Wang Qing, you, Ye Fei, Chen Feng, and Tan Yu are the elite leaders of our generation in Siming Mountain. The future of our sect falls on your shoulders. You have to shoulder the heavy responsibilities. "
Wang Qing took a breath of cold air.
Whether he can bear it or not, he still doesn’t want to.
Let the protagonists take the responsibility.
He only drank some soup and didn't even dare to take another bite of meat. He was still very slender and not strong enough.
Wang Qing's thoughts changed rapidly, and he suddenly stretched out the eight legs of the witch god that had been forged into a magic weapon.
"Master, the disciples are well aware of the heavy responsibilities on their shoulders. This time, through life and death, they have finally refined the eight legs of the witch god. In the future, they will be able to increase the efficiency of weaving Yuanxin yarn by two or three times. I believe that ancestors Ming Zhang and Wen must Ancestor, he will definitely be able to explore the small realm of Yuan Xin early, obtain the greatest opportunity, become a god, and lay a foundation that will never be easy for the sect.
The disciples will work hard day and night, with a spirit that is neither afraid of hardship nor tiredness, and a firm style of sweating without shedding tears, to ensure the supply of Yuanxinsha cloaks with all their strength. "
"...so very good."
Wang Qing was shocked after hearing all the secrets. He quickly left and fled back to his yard as if he had been chased by a dog.
Yue Zongcheng couldn't help laughing when he saw how quickly he disappeared.
Minglan Hua'er also sighed.
Wang Qing was still too young, so he was deceived by Yue Zongcheng, and his plan to use the Eight Legs of the Witch God to weave was exposed. It seems that he originally planned to hide it himself, but now, he really wanted to do it for The clan shed sweat and tears.
But when it comes to it, he has really fantastic ideas.
He actually thought of using the Eight Legs of the Witch God to weave cloth. If the people called the Witch God knew about it, they would probably be so angry that they would clean up the family.
The coffin-carrying image of the Wu Shen Dao can carry the coffin of an immortal. You can use it to weave cloth!
Is it possible to use it to mend the sky?
Yue Zongcheng said leisurely:
"This kid is very selfish. I don't know how much Yuan Xinya is hidden in the mustard ring. This time he has a new method and he still wants to get through!
If you don't force him, he won't work hard. "
Minglan Hua'er was a little curious:
"Even if his ability to weave Yuanxin yarn is very good, the available silk production is limited. Where can he really hide a lot of it?
Could it be that those disciples of the sect who have been raising silkworms for a short time are doing well?
Since when has it been so easy to raise Yuanxin silkworms? "
Yue Zongcheng waved away the floating dust:
"Maybe, but you don't have to pay attention to these details. Just let Wang Qing do it. It's not good for us to interfere.
It's not that the sect cannot tolerate their selfish motives, but these selfish motives cannot affect the sect's overall plans. "
After he said this, he flicked a jade album into Minglan Hua'er's hand:
"This is the news that Junior Brother Mo has received. Wang Qing's encounter with Xuan Qi Dao disciples this time is probably not an accident. These remnants of ancient times are making frequent moves now.
The area of the legal domain to which the Immortal City belongs is relatively peaceful, and their presence outside the Eighteen Dragon Gates is almost semi-public. "
Minglan Huaer frowned and looked at the jade book.
Previously, the Tianjian Sect had sent people to the Xiazong to go to the Eighteen Dragon Gates, which the Qingyun Sect was affiliated with, and wanted to produce a Nascent Soul Ancestor and fifty Alchemy Formation monks.
Ancestor Zhenyun of the Qingyun faction led the team and asked Mo Changchun to come over by name - I don't know if he was still evil and wanted to force a good girl into prostitution and send poor Mo Zongzheng to his granddaughter's bed.
Mo Changchun was ordered to explore the situation, so he infiltrated into the team with his mid-level cultivation level.
Minglan Hua'er had read the jade album, which contained a lot of information that Mo Changchun had found out. It was very detailed, and he might have gotten it by selling himself.
"In ancient times, all the sects were fighting against the same demon clan. They are outside the Eighteen Dragon Gates. Aren't they afraid of the demons taking action?"
It should be noted that the hatred between humans and monsters has been forged since ancient times.
The demon clan's hatred towards the ancient sects is even deeper than the current sects.
After all, the sects in this world are all coordinated under the name of the Eighteen Dragon Sects. If the demon clan wants to hate any sect, they can't find the target.
Yue Zongcheng shook his head:
"For one thing, since they dare to come forward, I'm afraid that even the sky demon may not be able to succeed easily.
The two heavenly demons are not stupid either. Isn't it better to keep them and trigger civil strife among the human race than to go to war and even hurt both sides, so that we can take advantage? "
"Based on Senior Brother Mo's guess, these ancient sects want to establish a foundation of a position to resist the demon clan outside the Eighteen Dragon Gates, while on the other hand, they slowly penetrate inside the Eighteen Dragon Gates in order to integrate the inside and outside. The day you got up?
I don’t know how those first-grade sects will respond. "
Yue Zongcheng took the entire Siming Mountain into his sight, his eyes were distant, and he said slowly:
"They are also in a dilemma. In this world, the laws are strict and the laws are profound. It is difficult to guess whether many monks yearn for the unrestrained freedom of ancient times deep in their hearts.
In this kind of battle of ideas, it is most difficult to say who will win or lose.
But for us, the most important thing now is promotion. Once we take charge of the fairy city, someone will tell us what we want to know. It is better to take the initiative than to be like a frog in warm water, living in a dream in the world of various sects.
Junior Sister Ming, if there is a breakthrough in Yuan Xin’s small realm, would you like to join the Eighteen Dragon Gates? "
Minglan Hua'er's face was solemn:
"I will obey the master's instructions!"
Yue Zongcheng nodded and asked slightly hesitantly:
"If there is a discovery in the small world of Yuanxin, the need for Yuanxinsha will not be so urgent. I originally thought of asking Wang Qing to go to the Eighteen Dragon Gates for a real experience. I should know that in this world, besides seeking immortality and asking questions, , and many other things of extraordinary significance.
For example, in this fight between monsters and humans, if we lose, we will be the pigs and cows in the circle, and the monsters will eat their blood.
From ancient times to the present, countless monks have fought against the demonic land without regrets. How magnificent!
But he himself is definitely not willing to take risks, and I am also worried that he has never experienced a fierce frontal fight, and is often used to relying on strength. If he is not careful, he will fall there.
Junior Sister Ming, what do you think? "
"...Let's take another look."
…
Wang Qingtuan was sitting in his yard.
He glanced at the many pieces of Yuanxin yarn in the mustard seed ring. There were a hundred and eighty pieces in total, and many of them were woven from top-quality Yuanxin silk.
"What's the use of keeping all these Yuanxinyao?"
Wang Qing sighed.
He just didn't want to take it out all at once, so that the sect would no longer have any restrictions on exploring the small world of Yuanxin - he was still so weak, and the sect was about to undergo a huge change, but it made him afraid.
If after he breaks through the Nascent Soul, or at least has the Nascent Soul combat power like Su Fan, and the sect is promoted again, many things will be much easier.
Several ancestors of Siming Mountain all speculated that he hid some Yuanxinsha in order to explore opportunities in the small world of Yuanxin in the future.
But he was misled by Wang Qing.
Sitting on the altar of silkworms and the eight legs of the witch god, he will not lack Yuanxinsha at all, let alone hide his secrets.
He was unwilling to speed up the sect's advancement too much.
Too fast and it will pull his balls.
The ancestors and the protagonists all have hard balls, but he is an ordinary man who is afraid of pain.
“Alas, it’s just the development of the situation, not my will.
Xuan Qi Dao, Tian Lian Dao, Wu Shen Dao, and Daduan Shen Dynasty, these ancient forces that are dead but not stiff, are approaching step by step, making people breathless.
As the real master said, it is too passive to stay in the realm of the Tianjian Sect sects and wait for the judgment of fate.
I will take this opportunity to inform the sect about the Eight Legs of the Witch God, and hand over enough Yuanxinsha later. Let’s see whether the outcome of the Yuanxin Small World is good or bad. "
If you are weak, you can only go with the flow.
After Wang Qing's calculation, he decisively put aside his reverie and devoted himself wholeheartedly to practice.
When he breaks through the middle stage of the core formation, there will be a period of time where he can improve quickly until he reaches a new bottleneck. During this period, nothing can delay his achievements.
A green lotus rose up behind his head, and the Tianxin Mask, the Big Hammer, the Qiankun Sword, the Heavenly Killing Needle... all appeared on the lotus one by one, and they further practiced together.
The eight legs of the Witch God sometimes united behind him and sometimes separated. Between the division and union, wisps of calamity energy were incorporated into the legs, making them more powerful.
"Chong Ming Benevolence and Virtue Gong" is also booming.
This increasingly mellow and profound technique, if Wang Qing hadn't absorbed Taiyi Chi and greatly improved his Linghua qualifications, I'm afraid that by this moment, he would have been extremely difficult to circulate the benevolence and virtue energy for a week.
With the operation of this skill, the round inner alchemy in the Dantian gradually solidified and glowed with a faint golden light. Around the inner alchemy, there were faint spiritual orifices trembling, as if a fetus was about to give birth and breathe.
