Brother Yang took a step forward and said, "Fellow Taoist, please draw your sword."
Lu Xiaojing also thinks this method is very good.
She directly pulled out the dragon and used the first form of the Holy Dragon Sword Technique on the opponent - Sword Walking Dragon Snake!
Although the two had the same level of cultivation, after six rounds, Kakoi still won.
The Dragon Control in her hand is a mid-level spiritual sword, which is naturally much more powerful than the low-level spiritual swords. The Holy Dragon Sword Technique she practices is also a mid-level secret. Even if it is only practiced to the first level, it is better than the low-level secrets. Five floors.
"Concession."
As soon as Lu Xiaojing put Yulong back into the scabbard, she heard the donkey-faced man ask her, his voice very urgent.
"What you just used was... the Holy Dragon Sword Technique?"
Lu Xiaojing said in a bad tone, "What does it have to do with you?"
The donkey-faced man suddenly became very excited.
"It is said that the Holy Dragon Sword Technique is a unique skill of the Peach Blossom Sect. It was completely lost after the death of Elder Shun Heng."
The donkey-faced man looks young, but is actually several dozen years older than Song Nianfeng. Now his cultivation has broken through the realm of spiritual silence, and his biggest hobby is to collect various sword techniques, learn them, and break them.
"Hand over the sword technique secret book and I will spare your life!"
Song Nianfeng and Lu Xiaojing looked at each other and commanded with their mouths.
"run!"
Before Lu Xiaojing could react, Song Nianfeng had already run out for half a mile. When she thought of running away, it was already too late, and the donkey-faced man had already attacked her.
Lu Xiaojing didn't know how high his cultivation level was. It was her subconscious reaction to resist with the Dragon Roaring Skill. When she was knocked away three feet away, she finally understood why Song Nianfeng ran away.
This person's cultivation level is far above that of Song Nianfeng.
…
Lu Xiaojing also wanted to run away, but she was seriously injured and had difficulty getting up. In order to find a way to escape, she could only delay, "The secret is not on me!"
Donkey-faced man: "Then tell me your secret moves!"
Lu Xiaojing: "What if I don't say it?"
"You can tell." A purple-black elixir instantly appeared in the palm of the donkey-faced man, "This elixir was just refined by me. If you take it, it will be poisoned into the bone marrow, and you will be devoured every day." Bone pain.”
poison?
Kakoi suddenly laughed.
The Fengyang Sect disciple who was feeding her medicine suddenly exclaimed.
"My hand! Senior brother, give me the antidote quickly!"
The donkey-faced man looked at Lu Xiaojing with a sinister look.
"You didn't react to my poison?"
It's not that Kakoi didn't react, but the reaction wasn't violent. In short, it hurt, but it was bearable.
The donkey-faced man ordered to his fellow disciples as if he had obtained some treasure.
"Bring him back to Fengyang Sect!"
The Fengyang Sect disciple was about to take action when he was thrown away by a gust of palm wind. Even the donkey-faced man was affected by the palm gust and was forced to take a step back.
After regaining his balance, he looked around in panic, "Who!"
Lu Xiaojing's head turned very fast, "Who do you think passed my Holy Dragon Sword Technique to me?"
The donkey-faced man looked in disbelief, "Elder Shunheng...isn't dead?"
The corners of Lu Xiaojing's mouth curled up slightly, but he smiled without saying a word.
The donkey-faced man looked around and immediately led several Fengyang Sect disciples to leave in a hurry.
…
The tight string that Kakoi was holding finally loosened.
"Didn't you say that you won't come forward until your life hangs by a thread? Why did you make an exception today?"
She thought it was Xuan Ying who saved her.
When she caught a glimpse of white out of the corner of her eye, she looked up suddenly and saw...Elder Xuanmo.
Xuan Ying said that Elder Xuan Mo broke through the realm of spiritual silence when he was twenty-five years old. Once a cultivator reaches this realm, his appearance will last forever.
Therefore, Elder Xuan Mo, who is several decades old, still has black hair.
"Senior! Did you save me just now?"
Lu Xiaojing reluctantly stood up and held on to the tree trunk to prevent him from falling back to the ground.
Xuan Mo handed her the jade bottle in his hand, "Quenching Spirit Pill."
Lu Xiaojing stared at the jade bottle in his hand for three seconds, then took it with trembling hands and opened it. There were three in total.
"Refined so quickly?"
In just over a month, he not only found all the elixir-making materials, but also successfully made it!
Lu Xiaojing immediately sat cross-legged on the ground and ate three spirit-quenching pills together. His originally excited mood turned into frustration due to the looming spiritual energy around him.
With insufficient spiritual energy in her body and the void of spiritual energy outside her body, she simply could not absorb the three spirit-quenching pills in her body.
Just when she was about to give up temporarily, the spiritual energy around her suddenly increased.
An hour later, her injuries were healed, and the three spirit-quenching pills in her body had successfully removed the impurities in her spiritual roots.
…
Lu Xiaojing still knew etiquette. She bowed to Xuan Mo and said, "Thank you, senior, for your help."
Xuan Mo reminded her: "Lingshi."
Lu Xiaojing has always been unable to get in and out, and now it makes her bleed out so much. It's really uncomfortable. "Senior, do you have any other elixirs that you are interested in? For example, Love Pill, Huarong Pill, Yi Rong Pill, Wan Du Xiao, Lightning protection elixir, forgetfulness elixir..."
Xuan Mo interrupted her and said, "I want the prescription for a lightning protection pill."
Lu Xiaojing directly offered the price, "Three thousand high-level spiritual stones!"
Xuan Mo stared at her without saying a word.
Lu Xiaojing suddenly became timid, "How about two thousand yuan?"
Xuan Mo still didn't speak.
Lu Xiaojing could only continue to lower the price, "Fifteen hundred yuan, no more! Lightning protection pill, it can protect you from the suffering of lightning disaster. If you don't want it, I will sell it to someone else!"
Xuan Mo: "Elixir recipe."
In Lu Xiaojing's mind, the Baicaoji had already turned to the page about lightning protection pills, "High-level lightning protection pills can help cultivators resist lightning disasters in the Fusion Realm..."
After Xuan Mo listened carefully, he asked: "What about above the combined realm?"
Lu Xiaojing's spiritual eyes moved quickly, "That's...another price."
Xuan Mo raised his palm lightly, and a box of spirit stones was immediately placed on his palm, "There are only so many."
Lu Xiaojing looked at the box full of spiritual stones and couldn't move his eyes away. This box of spiritual stones probably cost about five thousand yuan.
She snatched it away and held it in her arms, happily saying, "That's enough, that's enough."
…
One transaction made Lu Xiaojing make a lot of money.
There are more than 5,000 high-level spiritual stones, and her storage bag can hardly contain them.
After seeing Xuan Mo off, she was about to leave, but was startled by Song Nianfeng who suddenly jumped out.
"When did you come back?"
Song Nianfeng narrowed his eyes, "Who is the man in white?"
Lu Xiaojing lied as soon as he opened his mouth, "I don't know him."
Song Nianfeng began to circle around Lu Xiaojing, "I don't know who will save you? Also, why did he give you so many spiritual stones?"
Lu Xiaojing was still a little guilty at first, but after looking at each other with Song Nianfeng, he felt less guilty.
"A master who abandons his disciples and runs away doesn't deserve to know the answer!"
Song Nianfeng had already guessed the answer.
"The opportunities that disciples within the sect gain in the Chance Tower are all techniques that are not taught within the sect. Disciples who secretly pass on the techniques within the sect to outsiders will only die!"
