Making fire from the holy mountain is a sacred ritual performed by the ancestors of the Zao Sect in ancient times.
At that time, the Book of Heaven fell to the ground, the world underwent drastic changes, and the environment became extremely harsh. There was not even a single human race left in the world.
The ancestors of the Zao Sect struggled to collect fire on a burning mountain to survive the harsh winter.
The Flame Mountain will never go out even in the extreme cold, so it is naturally not a kind place.
Only the strongest members of the congregation who initially gathered together to keep warm can lead the team to make fire, and they must be assisted by fire keepers.
Over time, the Zao Sect became stronger and stronger because it occupied the source of fire, and it also survived the drastic changes in the world.
Thousands of years later, the Zao Sect has become the most mysterious and powerful force in the world, and the world is no longer so unsuitable for survival.
But this ritual was passed down and became a test for the strong within the sect.
This is what Yunxing told Xie Yuan, but Xie Yuan heard what she meant. It was too old and this origin was unreliable.
There are rumors that the Zao Sect, formerly known as the Shenhuo Sect, came from here; there are also rumors that this is far-fetched. After all, the Zao Sect originally came from the Western Regions, and this holy mountain had been in the Central Plains before it was moved to Tianwai Tianli.
No matter what, this is an extremely high-level ceremony within the Zao Sect, and is only held once every five years.
The participants are either believers at the level of the Four Envoys, or strong men with great achievements and backgrounds in the sect, and they are all the top masters below the grandmaster.
The reason is that the holy fire on the top of the mountain and the holy fire baptism presided over by important figures in the sect above the Dharma King level can basically allow these aspiring demon sect geniuses to break through to the master level.
The number of places in this ceremony is limited, and the competition is fierce. Participants must be top experts, but not all top experts in the teaching can participate.
Therefore, even if the Fire Keeper as a participant can only share part of the benefits, such qualifications are still overwhelming.
Only the fire envoy Beitang Yue's group was in a somewhat special situation.
Beitangyue's two fire protectors, Beitangchong and Lei Xianlun, are both figures with great backgrounds and extremely strong abilities, so they are qualified to participate alone.
However, both of them gave up their quota and followed Bei Tangyue around.
The purpose is self-evident, which is to ensure that this time the sacred fire is collected by the fire envoy and help her stay one step ahead in the competition for the sainthood.
Therefore, looking at all the believers participating in the ceremony under the Holy Mountain, Beitang Yue, who originally had one more fire protector, still had the strength to compete alone. With three people in a row, their strength overwhelmed the entire audience.
Even the glances directed towards him were substantial, making people feel oppressed.
Xie Yuan glanced at the beautiful woman in white clothes who looked like an immortal, as well as the giant man wearing heavy armor and the swordsman in green clothes beside her, and then looked away as if nothing had happened.
The place where the three of them stood was obviously ordinary, but it had an aura of its own, and no one around them dared to approach.
But their attention was always looking at Xie Yuan and Yun Xing intentionally or unintentionally, so many people who paid attention to these three strongest people also looked at them.
"I feel like she is more like a saint than you, both in terms of style and fans."
Xie Yuan felt thoughtfully as he felt the hostile eyes of many people.
It seems that the resistance this time will be very great.
Yunxing said coldly:
"She just has elders to help her."
"Then you don't have any friends?"
Xie Yuan clicked his tongue. There were countless experts vying for a spot as a fire protector, but Yunxing couldn't choose anyone he trusted, and had to go through all the trouble to find him from the outside.
Yunxing’s purple eyes drooped:
"I've killed too many people."
Xie Yuan heard her say that he had learned a lot more about Yunxing and Zao Cult in the past three days.
Yunxing stood out from many candidates with his supreme talent, and succeeded in becoming one of the four envoys with his decisiveness and decisiveness. He is really an inspirational example that no one else can rely on.
And it is said that because of his extremely ruthless methods, he is highly appreciated by the saint.
But because of this, she offended many people, and she was especially feared by those who served the fire.
Beitang Yue, the Fenghuo envoy, was born in the Beitang family, one of the three major families in Tianwaitian. He showed great talent at a young age and was selected by the family to compete for the next title of saint.
With the full support of his family, Beitang Yue wanted to become the most special fire envoy among the four envoys. However, he failed, so he had to settle for the second best and become the fire envoy.
According to the legend, the four envoys have different responsibilities, but their status increases in sequence.
But Yunxing didn't say much to Xie Yuan. He only said that the Fire Messenger was the most special. For example, she didn't even come to this ceremony.
However, no matter which one they are, they are all top talents selected by Zao Jiao through careful selection and cruel competition, and all of them have the qualifications of a great master.
A cloud of stars shot out from the bottom of the devil's cave of the Zao Sect;
Beitang Yue, who has been standing in the clouds since birth in Tianwaitian, makes geniuses of the same race willing to become green leaves;
One person killed the Burning Flame user who made the geniuses of the eight great families in Wanyao Mountain bleed like rivers of blood;
There is also the mysterious Fire Messenger, who stands behind the curtain and is slightly higher than the first three.
All of them are figures who can attract world attention outside, but here four people gather directly to fight to the death for a position.
This is the Zao religion.
This does not include the lineage of the leader, the Dharma kings on the left and right, and the elders of each branch.
Xie Yuan glanced around briefly and recognized many outstanding people he had learned about from Yun Xing's mouth in the past three days.
In the middle of the crowd, among the pairs of participants, there was the only one who was alone. However, everyone around him kept the man at a distance.
The head of the three families, Ji Xuan of the Ji family, is deeply favored by the leader and is said to be a strong contender for the next leader.
There are many contenders for the next leader, but this one is the most promising in so many years.
Because every time he breaks through a realm, he immediately defeats all those who have been called "prospective leader" in the current realm, never procrastinating, and never losing.
Many of those geniuses have been praised by the leader, elders and other important figures, but none of them can stop Ji Xuan for a moment.
Now, there is no one below the grandmaster in the Zao Sect who is his competitor, and those young talented masters who once promised to compete for the leader are uneasy when looking at Ji Xuan who is like drinking water.
Beitangyue gathered two powerful helpers, one for Yunxing and the other for Ji Xuan.
But Ji Xuan has always been alone, not even asking for help from his family, thinking that he alone is enough.
However, no one said he was arrogant, only that he should be.
"The aura is indeed powerful and stern. Only the invincible and strong can have this kind of aura."
Xie Yuan was slightly solemn, and then said:
"It's just that he has been looking at the top of the mountain. Why did he look at us just now? Is there hope that we can join hands with him?"
Beitangyue obviously regards Ji Xuan as his enemy, and the enemy of his enemy is his friend. Maybe Yunxing and Ji Xuan are actually expected to form an alliance.
Yunxing glanced at her and said lightly:
"The Ji family supports Liz.
"The one you killed."
"..."
Xie Yuan was silent for a moment:
"Then he doesn't know it's me."
"It's hard to say. Others may not know about my recent actions, but the Ji family has always been called the leader family. Every few generations there will be a leader, and no matter how bad each generation is, there will always be a Dharma King, whose influence and dominance are unparalleled in the world. No one can. I think he can guess who I’m looking for.”
After Yun Xing finished speaking calmly, Xie Yuan saw Ji Xuan look at him again, with... no favorable impression in his eyes.
Ji Xuan was not arrogant. He looked at everyone and looked very calm, or in other words, they were like air, without any ripples. Only those few glances just now seemed to contain a little bit of undetectable hostility.
Xie Yuan sighed and said:
"You are so unpopular."
"You brought this on. And the two envoys from the Western Region General Altar seem to have no good intentions towards you either."
Yunxing said calmly:
"The Ji family follows the teachings and has always had a lot of contacts with the Western Region General Forum. Liz was discovered by them. They also invited these two envoys and gave them quotas. Now it seems that they know who you are.
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"Liz is the hope for the revival of the Western Region General Altar, but you killed it... This Western Region envoy definitely did not come for the Holy Fire this time. I really found the right person when I came to you."
Yunxing laughed at himself and narrowed his eyes slightly.
Only when she got here did she realize that everyone in the Ji family seemed to be targeting Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan laughed and said:
"I told you to go home, but you didn't listen."
Yunxing said lightly:
"Just kill, there's so much nonsense."
"Yes yes yes."
Xie Yuan scanned around and saw many geniuses in the sect that Yunxing had mentioned emphatically.
Tao Qingqing, the handsome young master with a jade belt on his forehead, a hand-held folding fan, and an evil look on his face, is the favorite disciple of Elder Hehuan. He looks like the evil version of Wang Qiwen, and his strength is certainly no less impressive.
It is said that he had some vague stories with Beitang Yue before, but they broke it off after she was confirmed to be the envoy... It is said.
Mo Li, who wears a black gauze mask and wears all black, ranked fifth in the competition for the position of the four envoys. Now he has been accepted as a disciple by the Right Dharma King and is being trained as the next Dharma King.
Although the Dharma King has a high position, he cannot compare with the Saint. The eyes behind the veil kept staring at Beitang Yue, but also at Yun Xing, with a lot of resentment.
There were many other masters, standing in twos and threes scattered under the holy mountain, and they looked lively.
Xie Yuan was wary of the Zao Cult's strength, but also felt that at most the people in this circle were not hostile to Yunxing, that was enough.
He believed that Yunxing's strength might not be inferior to that of Beitang Yue, but his power was indeed far behind.
"That's all, that's it. Let's go in first."
Xie Yuan shook his head and urged Yunxing to enter the Holy Mountain.
Yunxing looked at Xie Yuan, who looked calm and even a little eager to try, with a flash of light deep in his eyes.
"Okay."
The two of them joined hands and entered the realm of the Holy Mountain under the watchful eyes of the masters under the Holy Mountain.
A wave of water twisted past, and the two people disappeared.
Ji Xuan crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows slightly, followed closely, and stepped in before everyone else.
Beitang Yue looked at this scene from the other side, her voice was ethereal, like fairy music:
"Let's go too."
She took the lead and led two equally powerful helpers into the Holy Mountain.
As the most eye-catching people entered the Holy Mountain first, the remaining ritual participants stepped in one after another. One by one, they disappeared as if they entered the water waves and stepped into the boundary of the Holy Mountain.
There is a huge barrier covering the Holy Mountain, and it is impossible to see through it from the outside.
This is a rule established many years ago to prevent the sacred fighting and hatred in the ceremony from being brought to the outside world.
Although there are conflicts within the Zao Sect, canon rules and beliefs are supreme, which is different from other places.
This kind of ceremony did not even have the words of encouragement from the big shots. Everyone gathered at the point and entered by themselves. It was really primitive, just like going up the mountain to hunt or collect fire. Xie Yuan was a little uncomfortable with it.
Looking at the towering mountains that suddenly rose up in front of him like burning pillars of heaven, Xie Yuan knew that the outside world's vision had indeed been distorted a lot.
"Is there really no Dharma king, elder or anything supervising?"
Xie Yuan asked.
Yunxing shook his head:
"No matter how powerful the Dharma King is, he cannot see through this barrier even if he has not reached the level of a grand master. As for the leader and the saint...if they can't see you, will they have any influence on you?"
"Same."
Xie Yuan nodded slightly and felt relieved.
Yunxing said calmly:
"The religious rules cannot be blasphemed. Such a ceremony is all fair, unlike your scheming outsiders."
Is it fair that you are so resentful?
Xie Yuan sneered:
"How many people here are from the Beitang family and the Lei family? It just depends on whether they cause trouble for you. It's fair. There is nothing new under the sun."
People just want a bite to eat, the people eat rice, officials fight for power, and warriors fight for opportunities.
Yunxing was silent for a moment and said:
"At least the rules are fair."
She glanced at Xie Yuan and showed a smile:
"Isn't trouble for me just trouble for you? What makes you happy."
Xie Yuan didn't answer, but just looked back and saw that no one was chasing them at the foot of the mountain where they entered, and he felt a little enlightened.
Entry here should be random, and it is not easy to encounter it at the foot of such a huge mountain.
Only the higher you go, the easier it is to bump into other people.
The upward mountain road is full of fires. There are dead branches and black trees entwined with eternal flames, and twisted giant rocks. From time to time, flames suddenly burst out from the cracks in the rocks. Even the sky here is dark red.
Xie Yuan felt that this place was not sacred at all, but rather strange and very dangerous.
He asked:
"Go up first?"
Yunxing nodded and said:
"Let's go, there's nothing to do at the bottom of the mountain. If there are other opportunities, they have to be halfway up the mountain."
This holy flame mountain blooms once every five years, and its unique eternal fire is abundant. In addition to the cluster of holy fires on the top of the mountain, other treasures can also be produced in other places, which is the biggest gain for many people who have no chance of the holy fire.
However, the flames below were ordinary and not worth lingering on, so Xie Yuan and Yun Xing quickly headed to the top of the mountain.
After walking through the flames for a long time, Xie Yuan had been secretly accumulating a golden bell to resist the surrounding heat. Even standing still in this place consumes a lot of energy.
Fortunately, with Xie Yuan's current cultivation level and the endless Dajin River Kung Fu as a foundation, he has no intention of being burdened and can stay here as long as he wants.
He glanced at Yunxing and saw that the purple makeup on her fair face was slightly shining, and there was a hazy purple atmosphere lingering around her body. It seemed that she was also practicing secret luck, and her expression remained unchanged.
Xie Yuan was silently observing his surroundings when suddenly his heart moved and he and Yun Xing separated from each other at the same time.
The big stone burning with flames in front of him suddenly exploded, and two figures wrapped in fire sprang out, and then rushed towards Xie Yuan at the same time.
Xie Yuan took a look and saw that a tall lama with bare chest and breasts, and a barefoot orchid from the Western Regions with exposed navel and a jingle ring, were the two envoys of the Western Region General Altar.
"If you dare to plot against your honorable envoy, you will die!"
"For outsiders who set foot on the Holy Mountain, they will die!"
The two of them shouted together in Chinese Mandarin with a slight accent.
"Hmph!"
There was a soft hum, and purple lightning fell from the sky, covering both of them.
Yunxing's long sword, like thunder from the sky, surrounded the two of them. The expressions of the envoys from the Western Regions all changed, and they had no choice but to turn around and deal with them.
The lama used a vajra to subdue the demonic circle, and Hu Ji used two daggers.
Their skills seem to be very special. Not only are they not afraid of flames on their bodies, but their weapons are also burning with fire.
Inducing celestial phenomena and controlling mysterious power has always been the exclusive domain of masters and above, but two people from the Western Regions had this special ability in advance, and the power of their moves was extremely extraordinary.
However, Yunxing's purple long sword slowly brought out a trail of beautiful star-like tail flames, and suddenly it was as irresistible as the nine-day mysterious thunder. The power of the sword was the most powerful that Xie Yuan had ever seen in the same realm. With a single The enemy won't lose even one point.
The two envoys from the Western Regions are both in the top ten of the Qianlong Ranking, but they seem to be a little inferior to Yunxing in one move or two.
Xie Yuan held his hands and watched with interest. Yunxing helped him catch the enemy for a while, but when he saw that he didn't move at all, he couldn't help but get angry:
"Did I invite you here to watch the show? Is it good?"
"Good-looking, love watching."
Xie Yuan smiled.
The two envoys from the Western Regions looked solemn, and the great lama said during the fierce fight:
"Envoy Raising Fire, this outsider is plotting to kill Envoy Burning Fire, and has betrayed you and blasphemed the Holy Religion. How about we kill them all first, and then treat the envoy politely and go down the mountain, what do you think?"
Yunxing sneered:
"Just because you still want to drive me down the mountain?"
The lama shook his head:
"I don't dare, you are just alone. Whether it is Mr. Ji or Fenghuo Zunen, you will not be an opponent. Why not eliminate the enemy with us, and then go down the mountain early to avoid injury."
Yunxing's eyes flashed coldly, and then he showed a charming smile:
"That's fine. Forget it for you, you can handle it yourself."
She jumped back suddenly, sheathed her long sword, and held it upside down on her back, as if she was standing by and watching.
Lama and Hu Ji looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and then rushed towards Xie Yuan with their flaming weapons.
Xie Yuan saw that something happened to Chiguachi, and the heat from the weapons of the two masters was enough to burn financial iron. He couldn't help but sigh:
"You are so unreliable."
"Who isn't?"
Yunxing said coldly, but his eyes were looking at him.
Xie Yuan watched with cold eyes, trying to figure out some of Yunxing's true strength, and confirmed that she had indeed left a lot of room on the big jade Buddha statue that time, just to get in touch with him.
The skills of these two Westerners were different from those of the Central Plains, and their moves were strange and powerful. It also opened Xie Yuan's horizons, and he could now evaluate their combat prowess.
Seeing the two men rushing towards them with great murderous intent, Xie Yuan took a breath and looked serious.
He swayed and faced the two of them. He faced them head-on without escaping or escaping!
While running, Xie Yuan's figure suddenly split into two, one on the left and one on the right. Somehow, his footsteps came around to the sides of the two of them, and each delivered a powerful punch.
Both Lama and Hu Ji shrank their eyes, feeling the mountains of fists around them. They didn't dare to be careless, and each held a weapon to meet him.
With two chirps, Hu Ji's two daggers easily pierced Xie Yuan's body, and then the body twisted and dissipated like a shadow, drifting away in the wind.
Hu Ji's eyes suddenly froze. Could such a real figure with such an imposing punch actually be a phantom?
She suddenly turned her head and looked to the other side, only to find that Lama's diamond circle had also shattered Xie Yuan.
Also fake?
The two of them looked surprised at the same time, and then Lama suddenly felt a strong threat.
He turned his head instantly and saw a strong fist hitting his chest with great force.
"Ah!"
The lama shouted, and his body moved and suddenly twisted backwards, showing a flexibility that did not match his body shape, and even his skin seemed to be somewhat sunken.
Xie Yuan felt that his fist was weak and weak, and almost 90% of the strength of the punch was removed. He couldn't help but feel strange about this Western Region physical skill.
But his punch was more than just this little strength.
Xie Yuan spat out his fist, and the remaining four levels of violent waves poured out, hitting the lama's strangely sunken chest. The lama grunted and suddenly flew back. His dark face turned pale and blood bleeded from the corners of his lips.
Hu Ji's expression suddenly changed.
She didn't expect that with just one punch, the lama, who was known for his superhuman physical skills and surging energy and blood, would be injured and defeated!
Her face was gloomy, her daggers were lowered, her body was low, and she suddenly disappeared from the place.
Xie Yuan's eyes flashed, a dagger popped out of his sleeve, and also disappeared from the place.
As soon as he disappeared, Hu Ji appeared from behind where he had just stood. His daggers crossed and missed, and he couldn't help but look confused for a moment.
Behind her, a dark shadow appeared immediately, and the lightless dagger stabbed down silently.
The lama's pupils in the distance shrank and he saw that his companion was completely unaware. He wanted to remind him but it was too late.
At the critical moment, Hu Ji noticed a movement behind her with the sharp intuition of an assassin.
She leaned back violently, her white and slender exposed waist almost folded in half, and with amazing flexibility, she leaned back towards Xie Yuan, raised her daggers, and caught the sword.
Xie Yuan secretly praised his opponent's cleverness and felt a huge force coming from his hand. Hu Ji seemed to use the force to explode like a spring and push Xie Yuan's dagger away.
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She raised both daggers, one dagger blocked the sword, and the other dagger turned into an afterimage, stabbing Xie Yuan's lower body with blazing flames.
However, as soon as she reached out, a continuous force came from the dagger, which instantly overpowered her other dagger and plunged it into her chest.
Hu Ji's eyes were horrified, and then she understood why the lama was knocked away by a punch.
However, it was too late to return to defense at this time. Her eyes flashed with a fierce look, and she stabbed at her with another dagger. Even if it missed, the flames would be a serious injury that he could not bear.
In her expectant gaze, a dazzling golden light erupted from three inches below Xie Yuan's navel, blocking the flaming dagger.
The dagger was inserted into Hu Ji's chest, easily piercing her slender body. The violent surge of sword energy instantly destroyed her vitality, and her eyes that reflected the golden light dimmed instantly.
How come the golden bells of the Central Plains people are used like this...
The lama's face turned pale. He did not expect that his companion, who had ghostly movements and extremely agile and difficult to control, would die in the hands of the enemy so quickly.
He also said that with the two of them joining forces, they should be able to kill Xie Yuan easily. After all, according to the intelligence, he had broken through to the Third Transformation Realm not long ago, and his previous attempt to murder the Burning Fire Envoy had relied on the efforts of masters from the aristocratic families.
But the intelligence seemed wrong. The lama gritted his teeth and prepared to retreat first, but a swift wind blew from beside him. He felt like the world was spinning and he seemed to be flying into the sky, and then his eyes went dark.
When the lama's head fell to the ground, Yunxing put away his sword and looked at Xie Yuan, with a strange color in his eyes.
She knew Xie Yuan's strength quite well, and there was no problem in defeating the trash in the Western Region General Forum. Otherwise there would be no need to bring him here.
But the victory was so quick and clean, and it was a bit beyond Yunxing's expectations when he stood by and watched him fight one against two.
The power of the tenth level of Dajinhe Gong is indeed astonishing.
Yunxing nodded slightly. The two had previously discussed each other's strengths and skills.
It seems that the Dajinhe Kung Fu is also the top internal kung fu in the Zao Sect. It may be similar, but definitely not more powerful.
However, Yunxing looked at Xie Yuan differently and saw him moving his hands up and down Hu Ji's body with great interest, and couldn't help but remain silent.
"If you are so impatient."
Yunxing said:
"When we get out, you can do anything to me you want."
"Can I take away all your treasures?"
Xie Yuan took out some bottles and cans of Western Region elixirs and asked without raising his head.
Yunxing bared his teeth and said:
"Are the conditions of your Xie family so bad?"
"You don't understand if you don't manage a household."
Xie Yuan touched Hu Ji's corpse and then came to touch the lama.
Most of the harvests were pills, which Xie Yuan couldn't quite recognize yet. He needed Yun Xing's explanation to find out.
As for other protective gear and weapons, they are either damaged or inconvenient to carry. After all, I won't be carrying any rare treasures here, they are all needed for battle.
There were several good elixirs from the Western Regions, comparable to the Buddhist Xiaohuan Dan, and other weapons and so on. Although they were of high quality, Xie Yuan could only put them down with regret.
At Yunxing's urging, Xie Yuan threw the two corpses into the fire nearby. This was considered a formal funeral ceremony for the Zao Cult.
"Let's go!"
The two people's figures flashed away and quickly disappeared on the way to the top.
Not long after the two left, a young man with a frivolous expression suddenly appeared here, waving a folding fan.
He looked around, fixed his gaze on the burning corpse, and strolled forward.
Holding his nose and taking a look, Tao Qingqing said in disgust:
"The guys from the West smell really bad."
He looked at the surrounding traces a few more times and smiled:
"It seems that it's Yun Xing and her mistress. I didn't expect it to be on our side. Well, the guys from the Western Region General Forum didn't stop them for long. Although that side has long been in decline, her helper strength should be okay."
Tao Qingqing thought for a while, shook his folding fan slightly, and said with a smile:
"I'll help Yue'er. Sooner or later she will understand that she can't be a saint, and then she will come back to me, don't you think?"
The fire protector next to him had a charming face, his eyes were blurred, and his fiery body was looming behind the gauze, twisting slightly.
"Yeah."
She groaned or sighed.
The woman's face was dull, and she seemed a little confused, as if she were a puppet. However, the aura on her body was extremely powerful, and the surrounding flames actually fell outwards when she moved around.
Halfway up the mountain.
Xie Yuan and Yun Xing met several more groups of people on the road, and as expected, they were not kind to them.
However, Xie Yuan also saw Yun Xing's decisive and ruthless side. Even if someone showed even the slightest hint of hostility, she would be merciless.
At best, these people were at the same level as the envoys from the Western Regions, and they did not cause them any trouble.
Along the way here, Yunxing suddenly rushed to a burning black tree, looked at it for a while, and then picked off a red fruit the size of a fingernail.
Xie Yuanzheng was curious about what kind of treasure it was when he saw Yunxing throwing the fruit over:
"Eat it."
"What is this?"
Xie Yuan asked as he took the fruit. He didn't want to eat something of unknown origin.
"Holy Mountain Fire Red Fruit, if you take it, you will not be afraid of the blazing fire on the mountain, and you can also improve your cultivation a little."
Yunxing said.
Xie Yuan said oh, and then looked at Yunxing:
"Why don't you eat?"
Yunxing sneered:
"I won't be able to suppress the breakthrough after I eat it. Who of the people here are unprepared to fight fire? Whose cultivation level is as low as yours?"
Xie Yuan was speechless. He looked at the small round fruit in his hand, felt the heat contained in it, and then simply drank it.
A wave of heat emerged from his belly, and Xie Yuan felt his blood become restless, while his body surface felt slightly cool.
The surrounding environment full of flames has long been unbearable for ordinary people. Only warriors with profound cultivation can walk freely, but they also have to use their strength to resist, which only increases losses.
But Xie Yuan is not using Xuan Gong secretly now, and the surrounding flames seem to be less hot.
It is indeed a good thing, and if you take a few more, it will promote Qi and blood, which will be very useful for improving your cultivation.
"It's okay to eat one or two, but if you eat too much, you'll be poisoned by fire in your blood and your internal organs will be destroyed."
Yunxing seemed to know what he was thinking and said calmly.
But she turned her head to look at a crack in the ground and smiled softly:
"But the Huoling Ginseng inside is a great tonic when taken, which greatly increases one's power."
Xie Yuan took a closer look and found out that there was an old ginseng with entwined roots in the crack in the ground. Its beards were knotted and pierced into the rock. It was dark red and looked extraordinary.
It is a treasure of extremely high quality, unique to the environment here, and extremely rare. Although Xie Yuan did not need the fire attribute medicine very much, but when combined with other medicinal materials to extinguish the fire poison, it was a powerful medicine, and it was difficult to find in the outside world.
Just as Xie Yuan was about to put it in his pocket, a stream of orange flames erupted from the cracks in the ground, preventing him from getting close.
After the flames sprayed for a long time before extinguishing, Xie Yuan looked and saw that the fire ginseng was undamaged, the red light was flowing, and the potency of the medicine seemed to be somewhat sufficient.
It's really a good baby.
Xie Yuan's heart moved, he stepped forward, reached out and took it out, and carefully sealed it in the box.
This place is really nice. Although this Fire Spirit Ginseng is not as rare as the Millennium Ginseng Essence, its medicinal power is only one level below it, and its unique fire attribute can be combined with many medicines to achieve greater effectiveness.
Xie Yuan was in a good mood, and when he turned around to say something to Xie Yunxing, he saw her pulling out her long sword and pointing it towards the rock wall on the other side.
Two people slowly walked out from behind the cliff, one was a frivolous young man and the other was a fiery girl. They were Tao Qingqing and his companions.
Tao Qingqing chuckled and said:
"Master Yun, what a coincidence that we meet here."
Yunxing looked at him coldly, but glanced at the crazy woman next to him and said:
"Is this the most outstanding daughter of Elder Hehuan? I gave it to you too."
"That's because I'm so infatuated, so affectionate and loyal to Master Li, and I feel so much pity for Yun'er."
Tao Qingqing shook his folding fan and took the hand of the woman next to him. The woman was immediately startled, her face flushed and her eyes misty.
"You have actually helped her reach the point of overwhelming desire..."
Yunxing stared at Li Yun and narrowed his eyes:
"No wonder you are so confident."
"Where."
Tao Qingqing shook his fan and looked humble.
Yunxing looked back at him and said lightly:
"But even so, you don't dare to stop me.
"Let your other helpers come out."
Tao Qingqing smiled, closed her folding fan, and clapped her hands:
"Clearly aware of everything, with sharp eyes like a torch, he is worthy of being the envoy of Yun Zun."
As he clapped his hands, two more women appeared from the top of the cliff.
Yunxing looked up and looked at the woman with a fluttering black dress standing on the cliff, like a black lotus, with a mocking smile:
"Mo Li, are you still joining forces with him?"
Mo Li's clear eyes reflected Yunxing's figure and said indifferently:
"If you hadn't been lucky, would you still be trying to get the title of Saint? Today you will stop here."
"That's right, you are not as far away as my Yun'er!"
The woman next to him chuckled.
The powerful momentum of the two people came down from high and pressed towards Yunxing, seeming to block all her movements.
Tao Qingqing’s folding fan becomes more and more lively:
"Hey, Ambassador Yun, if you just go down the mountain, let Miss Mo show up, aren't you asking for trouble?"
He shook his head, turned to Xie Yuan, and showed a cruel smile:
"You communicate well with Miss Mo, and leave your lover to me. Let's see who of you falls first."
Tao Qingqing pulled Li Yun, crossed the cliff battlefield where the rumble of gravel had begun to fly, and headed towards Xie Yuan.
Xie Yuan glanced at the strange duo and turned his eyes on the panting woman, slightly solemn.
According to Yun Xing, not to mention the chaotic relationship between them, a woman's strength is extremely powerful with the blessing of a man.
Li Yun seemed to be much stronger than Tao Qingqing, so he picked up the soft ones first.
Xie Yuan's eyes flashed, looking at Tao Qingqing with a playful look in his eyes, and stretched out his hand to slowly take it back.
Tao Qingqing smiled and said lazily:
"Weapons are taken so slowly, it's over."
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yun's eyes that had been looking at him suddenly turned and stared at Xie Yuan.
Then, her figure brought out an afterimage and threw herself directly in front of Xie Yuan.
Li Yun suddenly threw out two sleeves, like sharp swords, piercing Xie Yuan's chest directly.
Tao Qingqing raised his eyebrows. Just when he felt that it was too easy, he suddenly saw Li Yun turn around, her eyes seemed to be clear and a bit panicked.
What's going on?
Tao Qingqing felt a sense of foreboding, and his body suddenly became dark, as if he was covered by something.
He suddenly looked up, only to see Xie Yuan flying over his head, holding a dark blue spear with shimmering light in his hand, pointing at him.
The spear paused for a moment, then erupted into a destructive spear shadow, stabbing Tao Qingqing in the head.
Tao Qingqing's eyesight dimmed, and the shadow of death enveloped him.
The hair on his body stood up, his vest was numb, and the folding fan swung upwards.
The fan grew up in the wind and turned into a huge fan like an iron shield, with light flowing on it, always blocking the spear.
Seeing that the means to save his life were successfully deployed, Tao Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief:
"Okay, okay, okay, I responded quickly..."
Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly heard a hiss, and the life-saving fan was like paper, being pierced directly by the tip of the gun.
The spear did not hesitate at all and continued to rush towards Tao Qingqing.
Tao Qingqing was stunned for a moment, his hands and feet were cold.
He never thought that his fan, which was strong enough to withstand the Grandmaster's blow, would become like a real paper fan in front of this spear?
Pouch——
The dragon soul pierced Tao Qingqing's chest, and the armor on his body exploded, but Xie Yuan did not feel any weight, as if it was piercing the air.
Tao Qingqing's life flowed away quickly. He slowly lowered his head, looked at the gun barrel inserted into his body, and subconsciously reached out to touch it.
Feeling the coolness and sharpness of the gun body and the vaguely roaring soul inside, Tao Qingqing finally figured it out and murmured:
"Good gun, good marksmanship."
With a chirping sound, Xie Yuan pulled out his spear and brought out a bunch of red blood flowers.
The dragon soul is not stained with blood, and is still blue and spotless.
Tao Qingqing looked at the spear and fell softly, making no sound.
Li Yun, who was rushing so fast, slowly stopped and looked at Tao Qingqing, who was completely lifeless, with a dull face and dull eyes.
There was a sudden silence in the field, and the three Yunxings who were fighting fiercely over there stopped for a moment, and then a more fierce battle broke out, causing the cliffs to tremble and gravel to fly.
Xie Yuan held a gun in one hand, pointed at the ground, and slowly walked towards Li Yun.
Li Yun was excited, as if waking up from a dream.
She looked at Tao Qingqing's body, then looked up at Xie Yuan, with an expression of gnashed teeth:
"My Jade Girl Mysterious Sutra was just one step away from being completed, but you actually killed him for me... You pay!!"
She screamed suddenly, her eyes that were already clear turned red again.
The two water sleeves were like two formation-breaking spears, stabbing at Xie Yuan at the same time.
Xie Yuan's face looked solemn. How come this woman has become crazier and more powerful than before?
Yunxing actually didn't know much about the techniques of this lineage.
When there are men, their skills will certainly increase;
But if the dual cultivator partner is not around, their minds will return to clarity and their strength will rise to the next level.
If the dual cultivator dies, the strength will explode to the next level.
Xie Yuan's face was solemn, and blossoming spear flowers danced out of a spear, and he took off the two water sleeves one by one.
The water sleeves wear flowers and brush willows, sometimes as soft as cloud catkins, sometimes as hard as soldiers, covering Xie Yuan from a long distance.
The gun flowers filled the sky like shadows, but the water sleeves were wider and longer, covering Xie Yuan and the spears in circles, covered with clear light, like a fairy rope, unable to break through at all.
Xie Yuan felt that the layers of water around him were like cocoons, covering him tightly and constantly shrinking. His range of movement seemed to be getting smaller and smaller, and his spear was a little sluggish.
The spear is a long weapon, but it seems short in front of Shui Xiu, and there is nothing that can be done about Li Yun himself.
Facing this strange weapon for the first time, the water sleeves contained Li Yun's extremely profound skills, and they were both strong and soft. Xie Yuan's spear couldn't deal with it.
It could neither pierce the water sleeve nor hit Li Yun, so he was trapped in it for a moment.
If this continues, the flexible sleeves, which are like magic weapons, will shrink tighter and tighter. Xie Yuan will be restrained by softness, and will be tied up tightly, as if he is entangled by a giant python. If he cannot escape, he will end up with broken bones and broken bones, turning into a pulp. .
"It seems there is no need for Yue'er to take action."
On a huge rock not far away, a young man wearing a green robe with a sword hanging on his waist looked at the two battle groups, nodded and said.
Xie Yuan was completely shrouded in water sleeves, looking like he was at a disadvantage and in danger;
Yunxing, who was in a hurry, was tightly entangled by Mo Li and the two of them, and couldn't escape for a while, so he could only worry.
The outcome looks clear.
The Juechen woman with flowing white clothes and long hair didn't even look at Xie Yuan.
She just looked at the battle group under the cliff over there, staring at the figure that kept emitting purple sword light, and sighed:
"She is getting worse and worse.
"Wait here. Wait a little longer...
"I will collect her body."
(End of chapter)