Jiang Yunchen put away his scales and asked calmly: "Have you been to Beihai?"
Li Qianfan replied: "My young master knows that you must have questions, so I asked you to answer this way - just make the best use of things, and there is no need to trace the source. My mission is over, I will leave."
He left quickly, not forgetting to close the door.
Jiang Yunchen closed the box and thought to himself.
Being able to bring back the ninth-grade fish wife's scales means that Xiao Youan must have sent a monk no lower than the eighth-grade to Beihai, maybe even a ninth-grade monk.
But there was no movement of the Shenxi Mausoleum being opened, otherwise the imprint he left would definitely have a reaction. This shows that Xiao Youan only sent someone to confirm the location and brought back the Fish Woman's Scale, and had no intention of opening the Divine Breath Mausoleum.
He said before that he was looking for Shenxi Mausoleum to find materials for making weapons for Tu Ji, but now it seems that it is just a cover.
Xiao Youan has a lot of secrets. If Jiang Yunchen can't figure it out, he won't think about it for now. Anyway, the two parties are currently in a cooperative relationship. If it is profitable, then move on, and if it is not, then part ways.
Now that the scales are in hand, the only thing left is Zhao Yisu. Where has this person gone? He has been missing for a month and there is no news. Her second game is tomorrow, and I don’t know if she can make it...
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At the same moment, in the cave.
Zhao Yisu finished drawing a beautiful Tianshu pose and finally received a satisfied nod from Qiu Zuo.
She pressed her ecstasy and pretended to be weak and said: "Sir, can I take a break?"
Zuoqiu rubbed the beautiful Tianshu-style talisman eye on the talisman paper with his spiritual consciousness and said, "I just learned to draw the first talisman eye and I have to stop? Why are you so embarrassed?"
In fact, the old man himself drew Tianshu pose with his master, and it took him three years to get started.
Zhao Yisu only used it for a month, and he was already considered an ultimate talent!
Zhao Yisu didn't know the truth. He only thought that he had learned the Tianshu pose in a month, but he was too embarrassed to see others. He rubbed his hands from side to side in embarrassment and said, "It's not that I want to be lazy. Drawing talisman is a mental job. If I concentrate for too long, my head will always be damaged." I'm feeling groggy. I'm afraid that if I continue practicing, I'll get half the result with half the effort. Also, I haven't shown up for a month. If I miss the second game of the Tianxing Competition, I will be full of complaints against you. The student brought this How can one draw good talisman paper with such a mentality?"
These words made sense, and Zuoqiu thought for a moment, and finally nodded: "Okay, then I'll let you go back to participate in the second game. After the game, you will come back to class immediately."
"It's easy to talk about!" Zhao Yisu stood up and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute." Zuoqiu grabbed her.
Zhao Yisu thought he had gone back on his word, but Zuoqiu actually reminded her: "Use your spiritual power to cleanse yourself as soon as you get out of the ground. Don't be contaminated with my aura, otherwise you will be tracked by the three-legged golden crow."
"Oh, I understand, thank you sir." Zhao Yisu felt mixed emotions when he thought of the three-legged golden crow.
Zuo Qiu let go of his hand and Zhao Yisu escaped from the ground. She was dragged by someone when she came in. She didn't realize that the old man had led her so deep into the ground. She was not good at earth spells, so she used her spiritual power to open up a path bit by bit and it took her a long time to poke her head out of the ground.
She followed Zuoqiu's instructions and used spiritual power to cleanse the breath from her body. The burns on her arms also slowly healed during this month of living in the cave.
After being stuck underground for too long, my mouth and nostrils were filled with the smell of mud. Only when I came up and breathed fresh air could I feel alive.
It's late at night, the moon and stars are sparse above our heads, it's quiet and no one is around, and the wind blows across the wilderness and makes a whining sound, which is perfect for dubbing a ghost movie.
Zhao Yisu is not afraid of ghosts.
But she was afraid of getting lost.
His consciousness spread out for hundreds of miles, but he couldn't find the city gate of Yanyun Continent?
Something happened suddenly that day, and Qiu Zuo dragged him too far. He was worthy of being a seventh-grade major cultivator... Zhao Yisu didn't want to go back and ask for directions, so he could only look back at the direction.
That day we left the city to the north, and if we wanted to return we had to go south. There is a mark pointing north left by Jiang Yunchen on his arm. If he walks in the opposite direction of the mark, he will be able to return to the city if he is lucky.
Zhao Yisu galloped all the way on the wind, with an impassioned cry echoing in his heart - Me! since! Depend on! La! !
Like a happy bird, Zhao Yisu turned several somersaults in the air... A second later, the happiness came to an abrupt end.
Looking at the man in black who suddenly appeared in the wilderness, Zhao Yisu said: "..." When will my luck get better! ! !
The people who fell into the camp were obviously here for her. Ever since she was led out of the city gate that day, both the people in Fuxi Mountain and the people who fell into the camp had been looking for her whereabouts.
The difference is that Fu Xishan's friends started searching after the incident; while the people who fell into the camp had been secretly monitoring Zhao Yisu, and combined with their perception of the demonic Huntian Tong aura, they had already locked onto Zhao Yisu's approximate location.
But sensing that there was a seventh-grade cultivator next to her, no one dared to act rashly. After all, that seventh-grade cultivator had a record of fighting with the fallen camp. He took off a bunch of heads and was still the most feared master in the fallen camp.
Seeing Zhao Yisu alone now, he launched the most violent attack without saying a word!
Must be fast! We have to kill the seventh-grade monk before she notices!
The man who had been lying in wait for a long time instantly burst out with powerful killing power, forming an encirclement and attacking at the same time. The light and shadow of the magic weapon shone coldly in the dark night, and at the same time, three knives hit Zhao Yisu's body!
Zhao Yisu was attacked by someone and was at a disadvantage. When she realized that the demon cultivators who besieged her this time actually had three fifth-level peaks, she knew that she would not be able to escape so easily this time.
They even used the formation to set up a formation to surround her into a trapped beast, completely blocking her chance to seek help from outside.
hateful!
Zhao Yisu's eyes flashed fiercely, he opened his palm, and the Full Moon Sword appeared in his palm. The collarbone of her right shoulder was severed by the knife just now, and she could only hold the knife with her left hand as she was unable to exert any force.
Fortunately, the Full Moon Sword is a double sword, and her skill in holding the sword with one hand is not bad. She aims at the nearest man in black and slashes hard!
This sword technique was fierce and vicious, and it penetrated directly through the neck of the man in black. After he died, the demonic energy was immediately absorbed by his teammates. Zhao Yisu was already used to it. His sword skills were as fast as lightning, and he was flying up and down in the encirclement.
If you look from the outside, you can see that the barrier formed by the magic circle is constantly being sprinkled with blood and black air, and every blow gives off a sense of suffocation from a narrow escape.
After killing three people in a row to avenge his three sword attacks, Zhao Yisu felt that the depression in his heart was a little vented, and he cursed: "My aunt has no time to play with you!"
After saying that, he put his hand on the spiritual sea.
The demon cultivators surrounding her immediately became vigilant and quickly exchanged glances with each other - as expected, she couldn't beat her and was about to take out the Hun Tian Tong!
As soon as the Hun Tian Tong appears, it will suck out all the demonic energy of everyone present, but this is what these dead warriors do. After they die, someone will take care of this female cultivator!
So the second Zhao Yisu put his hand on the spiritual sea, the battlefield suddenly and strangely stopped for a moment, and the people in black were waiting for death.
Zhao Yisu curled his lips in the darkness, and what he took out from the spiritual sea in his palm was not the Soul-Destroying Pill, but the Fire Shield.
"Zhukong——"
Earth fire ignited on the shield, and Zhao Yisu poured out all the spiritual energy in the seven-inch spiritual sea at this moment, so the fierce flames filled the entire surrounding barrier in the blink of an eye!
The demon cultivators were already afraid of fire, and before they could escape, they heard a sound: "Broken!"
The sea of fire exploded.
The flames rose up in the wilderness, directly overturning the surrounding barrier. The flames soared into the sky, illuminating the dark night as bright as day!
All the demonic cultivators were swallowed up by the earthly fire, roaring and struggling in the flames... The encirclement they deliberately formed was just right for Zhao Yisu's Candle Sky Technique. Of course, she did not stay to appreciate the results of the battle, because according to the usual routine of the fallen camp, nearby There must be a high cultivator controlling these men in black.
Run!
The spiritual power in the spiritual power storehouse was poured into Windwalker, and Zhao Yisu rushed forward crazily. Although the speed was so fast that all the scenery in his eyes turned into a blur, he still did not shake off the creepy chill behind him.
Someone is catching up.
