Chapter 22 2

Pushing the door open and entering the hall, a gust of cold wind blew. Li Ying calmly released her spiritual power, with the nightmare formation diagram flashing in her mind. She took out the contents of the storage bag and placed them in various corners of the hall. After setting up the formation, she walked to another side hall.

"Wu Fang, it took so long to check?"

Li Ying listened to the disciple's impatient voice coming from outside the hall, and replied: "I have to be more careful. If there are any mistakes found in the inspection, tomorrow's Dharma discussion meeting will be delayed. If the responsibility falls on me, I will not let go."

The disciples outside the hall cursed, but did not urge him any further.

Li Ying quickly placed the items again, swallowed, and walked towards the largest main hall.

Outside the main hall, there are three Jindanqi.

The technique running in Li Ying's body changed to "The Hidden Breath of All Souls", and he placed objects in the corners of the hall while carefully moving.

"Ta...ta..."

Suddenly there was the sound of slight footsteps outside the hall. Li Ying's hand holding the tortoise shell shook, and the tortoise shell slipped in the palm of his hand and fell from his hand.

!

"哐——"

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The door of the palace was suddenly opened, and the moonlight slanted into the palace.

Feirong frowned and scanned the hall with his spiritual consciousness.

"Junior Sister Fei, what's wrong?" Xiao Zheng stood beside Fei Rong and asked in confusion when he saw her acting like this.

Fei Rong didn't answer. After his spiritual consciousness swept across the hall, he said, "Nothing. I'm just worrying too much."

When Xiao Zheng saw Feirong like this, he tried to persuade her: "Tomorrow is the Dharma discussion meeting, so you should be more cautious."

"..." Feirong nodded, turned around and walked back to the main hall door.

Xiao Zheng scanned the main hall with his spiritual consciousness. When he saw nothing strange, he closed the door and turned around to leave.

"Huh...huh..."

Listening to their footsteps that were getting further away, Li Ying breathed a long sigh of relief and jumped down from the beam.

Fei Rong, the only direct disciple of Qingyuan Daojun of Qingliang Peak, was the next head of Guiyi Sect in the later part of the original work.

Li Ying placed the last tortoise shell in her hand on the A position, then quickly made seals with her hands, and started to set up the formations one by one according to the formations in her mind.

"rustle……"

A burst of spiritual power quickly struck, and the cold sweat on Li Ying's forehead flowed down her face. Her hands that were casting spells almost left the afterimage, and her heart was beating nervously.

It has to be faster.

Li Ying ignored the pain in her arms and continued to cast spells.

A sharp sword energy came through the air: "Shua——"

Li Ying tilted her head slightly, and the end of her hair was chopped off by the sword energy.

Fei Rong opened the palace door with a sword, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at Li Ying.

Before Feirong opened the palace door, Li Ying only had time to finish the last seal, and was injured by her sharp sword energy.

Li Ying covered her chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

She stood up tremblingly, took out the whip from her storage bag, twisted her wrist, and swung the whip towards Feirong.

Feirong stood up and jumped to avoid the whip. At the same time, he held the sword in both hands and struck at Li Ying.

"Clang-ta."

Li Ying was severely knocked down by the sword energy and fell against the palace wall. The whip in her hand had already been chopped into several pieces and scattered on the ground.

In just one breath, Fei Rong walked from the palace door to Li Ying, held the sword to her throat, and said in a cold tone: "Tell me your purpose."

Li Ying slowly spit out a mouthful of blood from her throat and raised her upper body: "My purpose..."

Feirong moved the sword a little closer to her throat so that she could spit out the last words.

"My purpose is..." Li Ying saw the right moment and suddenly crushed the teleportation talisman that had been hidden in her sleeve: "Guess."

As soon as the word "guess" came out, when Fei Rong slashed with his sword, Li Ying's shadow was gone in front of him, leaving only a trace of blood on the sword's edge.