Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 406: I Don’t Know What It Means
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Lan Qi'er was stunningly beautiful, but she was merciless. When the other man in black was hesitating, he suddenly saw that the other party had urged the flying sword to attack. He hurriedly and carefully met the enemy, but suddenly heard his companion screaming--
"Spare my life..." The cry for help was about to come out, and then it stopped abruptly. 《》 .
The man in black looked in horror, only to see that his companion was firmly bound by a golden net. When he struggled, he was suddenly engulfed by a ball of blue flames, but in an instant, he was burned to ashes. He couldn't help but say in a lost voice: "You are..."
"Samadhi True Fire..." Lan Qi'er stretched out her hand to recall the golden silk knot, and the heart-pounding spark was also taken into her body and disappeared. She responded casually, with a calm look and peaceful words, but it brought a cold murderous intent to people.
The man in black froze and felt bitter. When a cultivator begins to build his foundation, true fire is generated in his qi sea. This is civilian fire, also known as lower-flavor true fire. It is barely enough to use it to refine pills and tools, but it is not enough to use it to defend against enemies. Only in the middle stage of building the foundation, the monarch fire and the minister fire are born, and the Samadhi true fire is formed, and then it can be driven as desired.
There is a saying among the cultivators that if the true fire is not formed, the true person is not true. Therefore, when the cultivators in the early stage of building the foundation face the cultivators in the middle stage of building the foundation, they always feel helpless.
Fortunately, the other party put away the Samadhi true fire, and the man in black secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he had lost all his fighting spirit. He resisted hastily for a while, then retreated, but heard another scream. He turned back and saw that it turned out that a fellow brother was killed by Xian Feng. He couldn't help but get anxious. Why hasn't the help come yet?
"Haha! You dare to go against me, Xian Feng? You will die!" After killing one person, Xian Feng, who was full of vigor and energy, was about to kill him.
Half of the four men were killed in a blink of an eye. The remaining two men in black panicked and looked back as they retreated. Seeing this, Lan Qi'er, who had been cautious, hurriedly reminded: "Brother Xian Feng, don't chase the desperate enemy!"
"Haha, Qi'er, are you worried about your safety? They are just ghosts and monsters, and I treat them as grass!"
When killing the enemy, the beauty is with you, and the long sword is full of blood. Xian Feng, who was full of heroic spirit, couldn't help but sigh. Isn't it for the attention of the beauty today? Life is happy like this!
Xian Feng must have the cultivation of the late foundation building period, and is the best among the foundation building cultivators of Xuantianmen. When he was proud, he did not forget to pay attention to the movements around him. Junior sister is unhappy? Girls' minds are really hard to predict! I will kill all the stubborn enemies and let you see my style!
The two shrinking black-clothed men were still reluctant to leave. The self-righteous Xian Feng sneered rather reservedly, but the sword rainbow under his feet suddenly stagnated. He stopped in mid-air, looking stunned.
"Senior Brother Xian Feng, leave here quickly!" Lan Qi'er's expression became cold, and after leaving a word, she turned around and left with Qiu Caiying.
"Ah? Junior sister is right!" Xian Feng's behavior was no longer as free and easy as before. He responded hurriedly, not caring about the two black-clothed men, and hurriedly chased after Junior sister.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, three sword lights came suddenly. The leader escaped at an astonishing speed, and actually rushed out first, coldly scolding: "It's too late to leave now!" Before he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword, heading straight for Xian Feng.
Sure enough, the person coming was a Jindan cultivator! Xian Feng was shocked and tried his best to resist. The flying sword was about to be sacrificed when it was knocked away. Then there was a muffled sound of "boom--" and the flying sword magic weapon was as fast as thunder and hit his back.
With a sound of "Ka La--", the light flashed behind Xian Feng, and the light shield formed by spiritual power was smashed into pieces. He opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood. His body fell off the flying sword like a bird with broken wings. The two men in black took advantage of the fire and drove the flying sword under their feet to chase him.
Lan Qi'er, who had not yet left, saw that Xian Feng's life was at stake, and she didn't have time to think too much. She turned in the air and sacrificed the white silk in her hand.
It was already difficult for a female foundation-building cultivator to escape, and she was still trying to save others. She really didn't know how to live or die! The Jindan cultivator who had just succeeded in the attack sneered and drove the flying sword forward, determined to capture and kill these Xuantianmen cultivators in one fell swoop.
Lan Qi'er took Qiu Caiying with her, and the two of them rode the same sword and rushed straight to the falling Xianfeng, and the two men in black arrived at the same time. The white silk in their hands was as fast as a dragon, and they flew away quickly, wrapping Xianfeng tightly. When there was no time to lose, the Jindan cultivator also came to the top of his head, and a sword light with a chilling chill whizzed down.
"Master, hurry up!" Qiu Caiying saw that her master was in a critical situation and couldn't help shouting.
There was no way to go, front, back, left, or right. Lan Qi'er's feet flashed with a sword light, and she fell down quickly, and the sword energy behind her was approaching, and it was obviously unavoidable. In the midst of her busy schedule, she threw the golden knot backwards, not forgetting to pull Qiu Caiying in front of her.
With a "boom", the flying sword of the Jindan cultivator came with great force, breaking through the net and piercing Lan Qi'er's back. Similar to Xian Feng, a flash of light appeared on his body, and a light shield pierced through his body. With another loud bang, the light of the light shield dimmed, but it did not break.
"Puff" a mouthful of hot blood spurted out, Lan Qi'er suppressed her mind. She exerted force with her hands, brought Xian Feng, who was bound by white silk, to her side, and then took out a jade talisman and crushed it with her hands. Then the dazzling light wrapped the three people and disappeared in mid-air...
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On a gentle slope, stood several qi-training disciples dressed in black. One of them was fat and very eye-catching. It's just that he was hiding behind others with his head hanging down, looking listless.
A middle-aged thin man who has reached the ninth level of Qi training should be the highest among the five people and the only one who gives orders. He put his hands behind his back, looked around, and said with some complaint: "The elders in the sect asked me to wait here on guard, but I haven't seen anyone for several days. It's really boring to keep waiting like this!"
"Hey! What the senior brother said is wrong! Isn't this fat junior brother a human being?" Someone on the side made fun of the fat monk.
The thin man looked back and was greeted by the other party with a flattering smile. He sneered disdainfully and snorted: "Just a loser!"
The roar of laughter started, but the fat monk didn't take it seriously. He nodded in agreement and said, "Goodbye, senior brother! I feel honored to be able to take orders and run errands in front of all the senior brothers! Haha! Haha!" He was humble and flattering. The appearance is just exchanged for a few backs of the head. Obviously, these senior brothers didn't take it to heart at all.
The fat on his face trembled, and the fat monk snorted secretly and buried his head deeply. However, his sly look flashed across his eyes.
These people seemed very bored, chatting from time to time to pass the time. The fat monk sat down on the ground and dozed off. Two more hours passed like this, and seeing that today's efforts were in vain again, the thin man was about to lead the people back to life. Someone among his companions shouted: "Brother! Someone is coming!"
In the distance, a figure can be seen standing in the distance, seemingly hesitant and looking this way.
"Hurry up and catch up, don't let him run away!" The thin man shouted excitedly, then took the lead and rushed over. The remaining few people were not willing to lag behind. Only the fat monk reluctantly got up and slapped his butt a few times before slowly following behind.
"Boy! Which sect is it? Tell me your name quickly!" The thin man's legs and feet were nimble. After a while, he rushed to the man not far away. After shouting, he motioned for his companions to surround him.
It was a young man in a gray robe. He was a little thin, but he had clear features and a calm demeanor. He looked at the few people rushing over, but he did not see panic, but looked at the fat monk who was lagging behind with great interest.
Huh! Lin Yi? How could he come here alone? He couldn't have the same bad luck as himself! The fat monk looked panting and had a look of astonishment before he could stand firm.
The person who came was none other than Lin Yi. After he left the nameless valley of Xuanming Palace, he walked towards Yaoming Palace for two more days and happened to bump into these men in black.
Izumo? Why is he dressed in black? Could it be that this person was originally a disciple of the Black Mountain Sect?
In this empty land, Lin Yi's consciousness can see very far. Izumoko, who was dressed in black, was staying with several companions at this time, but his face looked depressed, and he had lost all his previous liveliness. With doubts in his mind, he stopped, which attracted the thin man and others to surround him.
"Why are you here?" Lin Yi asked via voice message.
Izumoko was as silent as a deaf person, but he ran a few steps and blocked Lin Yi's retreat.
"Boy, let me ask you a question!" The thin man was a little impatient.
Looking back at the bluffing Izumo, Lin Yi turned around calmly and said in a loud voice: "I am a disciple of the Zhengyang Sect. I wonder if some of my colleagues from the Black Mountain Sect can give me advice?"
After the thin man exchanged glances with several of his companions, he said rather arrogantly: "I, the young master of the Black Mountain Sect, have an order that no one else is allowed to come close within ten thousand miles of the Yaoming Palace!"
After being stunned for a moment, Lin Yi shook his head in surprise. He didn't want to get entangled with the other party and said, "I'll leave now!" The thin man sneered and said, "The monks of Xuantianmen and Zhengyang Sect are not exempt from this. Intruders will be killed without mercy!" , he and several companions summoned the flying sword, even Izumozi also had the flying sword in his hand, and he was gesticulating blindly without knowing what to say.
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