"But I think the restrictions on sealing this mountain gate are unusual, so it's better to do it earlier!"
Having said this, the weirdo glanced at the monk who was crossing his legs and adjusting his breath, and frowned: "After all, there is not much time left for us."
A hint of helplessness flashed across the face of the scholar in white, and he whispered: "Of course I know about this, but other people's magic power has been greatly damaged, so they must adjust their breathing."
The weirdo sighed helplessly, with a trace of happiness flashing in his eyes, and said: "Fortunately, the people who came here this time are all Nascent Soul stage monks, otherwise someone would really have died here."
Hearing this, the scholar in white smiled and nodded. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly changed and he immediately looked into the distance.
The Confucian scholar smiled when he heard this and was about to say something else when his expression suddenly changed and he suddenly looked in a certain direction.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing the scholar in white like this, the weirdo was slightly startled and couldn't help but ask.
The Confucian scholar had a heavy face, looked into the distance warily, and solemnly said: "There seems to be a sound coming from there."
"Voice?"
The strange man was a little surprised. He turned his magic power and heard a faint beast roar in his ears. It sounded like a lion and a tiger, but also like a dragon's roar, and the sound became louder and louder.
"What is this? It seems like something is coming!"
A cold light flashed in the weirdo's eyes, he turned his hand over, and there was a shiny silver thing in his hand.
After several breaths.
A group of purple clouds and mist came from a distance and shot towards this place. The beast's roar came from the purple mist.
In the blink of an eye, the purple mist flew nearby, only a hundred feet away from the stone pavilion.
The scholar and the weirdo could already see a dark thing hidden in the fog. A pair of fists and red monster eyes stared at the two of them, full of bloodthirsty rage. Obviously not a kind person.
Weiran's face darkened and he raised one hand.
A flash of silver light shot out of his hand, and then disappeared in a flash.
But at this moment, a giant claw like a chicken claw stretched out from the purple mist like lightning. After a "bang" sound, a silver light flashed on the claw.
The beast in the purple mist roared loudly, and its giant claws grabbed the silver light tightly and revealed its original shape. It turned out to be a small silver shuttle, several inches in size, sparkling.
However, several drops of green blood also flowed from the giant claw. The monster in the purple mist suddenly let out a roar of pain, and then its eyes flashed fiercely.
The entire purple mist suddenly became thinner and thinner, and in the blink of an eye the mist turned invisible out of thin air. Only two vicious demonic eyes were left, and after blinking a few times, they disappeared.
When the weirdos and Confucian scholars saw this, their expressions changed.
This is actually a monster that is proficient in stealth and escape techniques! Now that they are in this mountain, their consciousness is greatly suppressed. Dealing with such a monster is the most troublesome thing.
After the two looked at each other, they cast the spell almost at the same time.
The weirdo opened his mouth, and a yellow flying sword spurted out, and after a circle, it turned into a giant sword about ten feet tall. Then the sword's spiritual light exploded, and after dancing in the air for a while, countless dazzling sword energy spurted out from the upper sword, instantly covering everything within a radius of dozens of feet.
The Confucian scholar snorted coldly, shook his sleeves, and a small green flag appeared in his hand. Then he threw it at his feet, and a burst of green energy suddenly surged out from the flag, instantly turning into a large fog, protecting the cultivators of the Shiye family below. After two sounds of "Puff" and "Puff", a light flashed from the stone pavilion more than thirty feet away. After two sword energy swept across, the purple mist appeared again.
But this time, the fog monster seemed thoroughly enraged.
With two roars, the mist suddenly dispersed, revealing a four-winged demon bird with the head of a lion and the body of an eagle.
This bird has four wings spread out and is five to six feet in size. It is surrounded by purple light and looks extremely ferocious.
"Lions and beasts!"
As soon as he saw the monster bird's appearance clearly, the strange man screamed out loud.
The lion beast is a tenth-level demon bird that protects the late cultivation of the four great Nascent Souls in Kunwu Mountain.
He has four wings on his back, is surrounded by purple light, and is proficient in lightning escape. He should be the weakest among the four monsters.
After all, it doesn't even have spiritual intelligence, but it can break the influence of the Northern Yuanguang and use this trick to break through the restriction of the Northern Yuanguang in Kunwu Mountain.
However, his strength was average, and he died tragically at the hands of the Sha Saint Ancestor's soul.
Looking at the lions and beasts in the distance, the white-clothed scholar's expression changed slightly, and he immediately waved his sleeves before he had time to think about it.
"Buzz!"
Following the sound of a knife, a black flying knife shot out and struck hard at the demon bird.
Looking at the oncoming flying knives, the lion and beast showed a look of fear on their faces. They did not choose to confront them head-on, but opened their bloody mouths.
Purple halos spurted out from his mouth and hit the flying knife.
"Boom!"
As soon as the two came into contact, they already made a harsh roar.
Black and purple lights intertwined together.
The flying knife was as powerful as breaking bamboo, cutting through more than ten haloes in a row.
But every slash caused great loss to the flying knife.
When it was several feet away from the lion and beast, the flying knife finally dimmed, suspended in mid-air, and let out a cry of knife sound.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the lion beast's eyes showed joy, and he was about to use his means to completely destroy the sword.
The scholar in white clothes in the distance suddenly opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.
The blood was suspended in front of him, and was pinched by the Confucian scholar with one hand.
The blood essence immediately turned into bloody runes, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared instantly.
The flying knife instantly erupted into a dazzling stream of blood again.
The powerful sword energy instantly shattered the surrounding purple rings, and he appeared in front of the lion and beast in an instant.
With a "stab" sound, the flying knife slashed hard.
It exploded at such a close range, and the lion beast obviously had no time to dodge. It shot out backwards with its four wings fanning at the same time. In a hurry, it could only raise a giant claw to block the knife.
The result was green blood splattering, and a sharp claw was chopped off in the light of the sword.
"Roar!!!"
The lion beast was in pain, shook its head, and let out a hysterical roar. The powerful sound was like thunder on a sunny day.
It even made the white-clothed scholar and the weird man's ears ring, and their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly.
The lion beast glared at the two of them fiercely. Taking advantage of this critical moment, it flapped its four wings, and dazzling thunder light surged out from its wings at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, his figure blurred for a while, and he disappeared out of thin air in an arc of electricity.
The next moment, his figure appeared more than fifty feet away.
It didn't dare to stop at all, and turned into a ray of purple light, quickly shooting away into the distance and disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the weirdo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and quickly looked at the Confucian scholar aside.
At this time, the white-clothed Confucian scholar's face is pale. It's obvious that he just used such a powerful move, which also caused great damage to you.
The weirdo looked worried and couldn't help but ask:
"Third boy, are you okay? Controlling the black blood sword consumes a lot of mana. How can you use blood essence to forcibly increase its power?"
The scholar in white took a deep breath, then shook his head and sighed: "It's okay, it just lost some vitality. This lion beast was also a famous ferocious bird in ancient times. It has magical powers that are no match for us late Yuanying monks. ”
"It would not be a good thing to get entangled with it."
Hearing this, the weirdo nodded and said in agreement: "The body of this lion beast is as hard as fine iron. If it weren't for the black blood knife of my Ye family, ordinary magic weapons would not be able to hurt the lion beast at all."< br>
And at the same time. In a hidden valley under a high mountain near the distant Ten Thousand Poison Valley.
Five figures stood side by side, and on the opposite side were two monks in black shirts.
"A surprising celestial phenomenon occurred?"
At this time, in the white mist, there was a sound of surprise.
The voice is quite magnetic, and it is impossible to distinguish between male and female.
"Yes, Great Elder, there are seven amazing light pillars near a nameless lake in Puyun Mansion, reaching straight into the sky!"
A black-shirted monk quickly saluted respectfully.
Hearing this, the owner of the voice was obviously interested, and then asked: "When did this happen? What was discovered?"
Seeing this, another monk quickly saluted respectfully: "Four days ago, it was said that many sects in southern Xinjiang were alarmed, and some Nascent Soul monks were rushing there."
"Send someone to monitor, I will go to Puyun Mansion first."
The voice didn't say anything more, but five white figures suddenly faded and then flew into the sky at the same time. They joined together in an instant and flew away through the air.
……
At the same time, Yan Yun, who was in Kunwu Mountain, slowly opened his eyes and looked at the old man named Fu sitting cross-legged not far away.
A golden cauldron was suspended in the air, emitting a dazzling golden light.
This cauldron is three feet above the ground, suspended in the low sky and rotating slowly.
The old man surnamed Fu spit out wisps of emerald green baby fire, held an unknown magic weapon in his hands, and kept hitting the furnace cauldron.
Every spell struck on the cauldron wrapped in green fire emitted five colors of rays of light, making it look gorgeous and colorful.
And bursts of medicinal fragrance have been emitted from the cauldron. The aroma is mellow and attractive, making people feel relaxed and happy.
The old man was playing faster and faster, and his expression became more and more solemn. It was obvious that the alchemy had reached a critical moment.
The Yin Zhima and some other rare materials have been thrown into the cauldron one after another in the past few days.
There was a "tick" sound, and suddenly the furnace stopped rotating.
The aroma of the tripod's traditional Chinese medicine became even stronger at this moment.
Seeing this scene in front of him, the eyes of the old man surnamed Fu lit up, and then he held the magic formula in his hand and said Yinghuo in his mouth, and then waved his right hand.
A four- to five-inch vermilion gourd appeared in his hand.
The other hand flicked the middle finger, and with a "bang" sound, a white light bullet hit the lid of the tripod.
As a result, the lid of the cauldron shuddered and fell off.
The cauldron buzzed for a while, and immediately five fist-sized light balls shot out from it. In the white light, there was a thumb-sized green pill each, which was emerald green and sparkling.
After these light balls circled on the cauldron, they dispersed in all directions, trying to escape.
But the old man surnamed Fu, who had been prepared for it, hurriedly shook the gourd in his hand, and a ray of light came out from it.
After a flash of inspiration, all the light balls were swept into it and put into the gourd.
"Okay, you're done!"
The old man took a long breath, turned his head, and said to Yan Yun with a smile on his face.
"Brother Lao Fu, I didn't expect that I actually made five pills. Originally, I was worried that the number was too small!" Bai Yaoyi stood up and said happily, with a slight blush on her face, looking charming.
The old man surnamed Fu held the red gourd, turned towards Bai Yaoyi and said: "Fellow Taoist Bai, this elixir must be stored in a wooden box, otherwise the medicinal properties will be greatly reduced."
Bai Yaoyi smiled sweetly, then took out a yellow wooden box and muttered: "Of course there is a wooden box. This elixir is so rare that it will not be damaged."
The old man surnamed Fu nodded, and flicked his finger on the bottom of the gourd without saying anything. Suddenly the red clouds rolled up, and a white ball of light shot out and shot straight towards Bai Yaoyi.
Bai Yaoyi held the wooden box in her hand and grabbed the elixir with her other hand.
The elixir turned into a white glow and was directly taken into the wooden box.
The old man surnamed Fu smiled after hearing this, reached for the storage bag on his waist, and actually took out a green wooden box.
Then he put a Baby Training Pill into the wooden box, and then respectfully handed the remaining three Baby Training Pills to Yan Yun along with the mahogany gourd.
The two of them knew Yan Yun's great strength, and this time it was thanks to Yan Yun.
Otherwise, several people would not have survived to this point.
Yan Yun has nothing to say since all three pills belong to him.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun nodded slightly, then shook his right hand.
With the flash of blue-purple glow, the vermilion gourd disappeared out of thin air in an instant.
"Boom!"
As a harsh roar sounded, the entire cave suddenly shook.
Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "Let's go out and have a look."
As Yan Yun finished speaking, Yan Yun's figure swayed, turned into a shadow, and disappeared out of thin air.
After flying through the extremely long passage, Yan Yun had already flown into the air.
The faint roar became weaker and weaker.
"Go up and have a look!"
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and then flew away into the distance.
Everywhere you go is lush and full of aura.
Compared with the human world, this place is truly a holy place for cultivation.
It's just that this place is lifeless and there is no living thing.
At this time, waves of white mist slowly surged in the distance. Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly, and wisps of blue light flashed from his pupils.
"Let's go, follow me!"
After Yan Yun finished speaking, he turned into a blue-purple shadow and escaped into the white mist.
Looking at Yan Yun's figure, the two looked at each other and followed him quickly.
As the three of them stepped into the white mist, what appeared in front of them was a wide white stone staircase, leading to nowhere.
On the steps next to the mist, there is a white stone tablet, about ten feet high and about three feet wide.
There are only two ancient characters on the stone tablet, and the golden characters of Douda are engraved with dragons and phoenixes dancing.
"Kunwu!"
Looking at those two ancient characters, the expression of the old man named Fu changed slightly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
Bai Yaoyi, this woman, covered her apricot mouth with one hand, her eyes full of shock:
"According to rumors, wasn't this mountain brought to the spiritual world by ancient monks, or sank under the Yellow Spring due to the monks' martial arts fighting! How could it appear here?"
"Although this mountain monument was roughly refined at the beginning, it has been erected here for thousands of years and absorbed so much spiritual energy from heaven and earth that it has become a rare treasure."
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, walked forward slowly, and held the blue stone tablet firmly with his right hand.
At this moment, there was a sudden buzz on the stone tablet, followed by the release of thousands of white lights. (End of chapter)