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The remaining Huaqi disciple who was fighting with Mu Sheng saw that the situation was not good and wanted to run away. But Mu Sheng didn't give him a chance to retreat, the piercing sword glow caught up to this person in an instant. When several sword lights intertwined, there was a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing. As soon as he advanced and retreated, the Taoist lost his support, and his head was wiped off by a ruthless sword. Blood splattered everywhere, covered by a strong **** smell. Feeling the wooden energy in the arena, Mu Sheng held the sword in one hand and the qin in the other, his complexion darkened severely.

It's really unlucky to be harassed by this group of people, and Ming Qizhi already doesn't know where to go. With a grab, she put away the storage bags of the three people, and then popped out three pills from her fingertips, and landed on the corpse. I saw the sizzling white air rising upwards, and in the blink of an eye, a faint white smoke rolled up and melted the bodies of the three people.

"There are so many crises in Zixiao Mountain. Why did I meet unreasonable people when I came here?" Mu Sheng said, looking at the warm and sad smile on her face, she said angrily, "Why did senior sister kill me?" ?” With Senior Sister Wen’s ability, she could easily subdue that Golden Core cultivator, and she would never give him a chance to snipe, but he almost succeeded!

Wen Qingshou smiled, avoided the topic, and only said: "Junior sister Mu's sword move is really good."

Mu Sheng gave a warm and sad look, and suppressed the trace of dissatisfaction. Sure enough, you can't believe everything a woman says!

With the disappearance of the Ming Qi Zhi, the wood energy in the valley gradually dissipated, and Mu Sheng could only activate the magic weapon again to perceive the new Ming Qi Zhi. The previous three monks did not come from the Taoist sect or the aristocratic family, and their wealth was not rich, but the magic weapon used to find Ming Qizhi was better than the one in Mu Sheng's hand. After Mu Sheng poured spiritual power into the magic weapon, the pointer rotated quickly, pointing in one direction, and then a thin white smoke came out and drifted forward.

"Junior Sister Mu wants to avoid all kinds of sharpness, and she doesn't want to deal with her colleagues?" Wen Qingchou followed behind Mu Sheng, and said slowly.

Mu Sheng glanced at Wen Qingchou, she did have such thoughts.

Warm and sad smile, and said: "but in the world of cultivating immortals, there are so many people who can't help themselves. Presumably the younger sister is also aware of her own peculiarities, and also wants to improve her ability. But the way, it is all with others It came out of fighting. Just like now, if you don’t want to fight, someone will force you to fight.”

Mu Sheng glared at Wen Qingchou, and asked back: "Sister, do you want to be the one who forces me to fight?" After a pause, she whispered again, "I can only avoid the storm as much as possible." These are just some small disputes, When the four artifacts appear in the world, we still don't know what kind of waves will be caused. But fortunately, those things have nothing to do with her. When she gets the Ming Qi Zhi, she will stay in Wuque Mountain to practice in seclusion and live her happy life.

There was an inexplicable emotion in Wen Qingshou's eyes, and she didn't answer.

Mu Sheng also calmed down, and after a long time, she turned her head to look at Wen Qingchou, and said softly: "What exactly does Senior Sister want from me?" The first meeting was a weird and unclear coincidence . Afterwards, the guardian in the snow mountain...until I got the five chaotic qi that my senior sister cared about. That is a good thing that can achieve the chaotic dao body, did the senior sister let it go? Could it be that she wants to wait for the five chaotic energies to mature in her body, and finally pick the "Dao Fruit" directly? Although it is said that the legal oath has been made, it is not completely possible to sit back and relax. Kyushu has some ways to replace the oath. Mu Sheng was startled by her own thoughts, broke into a cold sweat, her steps stopped suddenly, her spirit tensed up, and she couldn't help but put on some precautions.

The perception of warmth and sorrow is keen, and she can perceive the change of Mu Sheng in an instant. She and Mu Sheng seem to be getting closer, but that vague defense always exists between the two of them, until a certain moment emerges inadvertently. Wen Qingchou played with the Longevity Fan in her hand, she met Mu Sheng's gaze without dodging, and the smile on her face remained undiminished. "Why do I have to plot something?" Wen Qingchou asked back, she approached Mu Sheng, smiled and said, "Maybe it's an acquaintance in a previous life?"

After the Kyushu monk fell, Yuan Ling could be reincarnated again, and might be awakened from the memory of his previous life. But in the plot, at least in the part she saw, there was no mention of her "previous life". "Senior Sister was joking." Mu Sheng raised his eyelids and looked away.

Wen Qingchou asked persistently: "when junior sister sees me, don't you feel like old friends at first sight?"

Mu Sheng: "...Do you know, Senior Sister? In Kyushu, any self-confident cultivator who starts a conversation with this sentence will be severely beaten afterwards."

Wen Qingchou sighed, just said: "we are from the same school, after all, I will not harm you."

The boredom in Mu Sheng's heart dissipated a little, and then he hid that unrealistic guess to the back of his mind. At least until now, Wen Qingchou has not shown any intention of harming her, and even saved her several times. After he settled down for a while, Mu Sheng murmured, "Isn't Meng Yan also from the same sect?"

Warm and sad for a long time without words, finally said: "he is an exception."

"Wait." Mu Sheng suddenly remembered something, she tilted her head and said, "Senior sister said she won't harm me, does that mean she will harm other people?"

Warm and sad: "..." She squinted at Mu Sheng, "how can you 'eat words' so well?"

There was a faint woody fragrance hidden in the wind blowing in front of them. Mu Sheng and Wen Qingshou followed the white smoke and fled for a hundred miles, and they didn't stop until they reached a mountain. What happened last time, Mu Sheng and Wen Qingchou also learned a lesson, Mu Sheng followed the thin smoke to look for Mingqizhi, while Wen Qingchou stayed above, spreading the consciousness outward, even some people who didn't have long eyes People come to disturb.

The luck this time is really not bad, Mu Sheng saw two fresh green leaves hidden in the grass at a glance, she stretched out her hand to grab them, pulled out the Mingqi Zhizhi, and put it in the storage bag middle. She breathed a sigh of relief, and drove back to Wen Qingchou's side by driving the light, and said with a smile: "It's also obedient, not as difficult to catch as the rumors say, but unfortunately it's just an ordinary Mingqizhi."

"If King Zhi appeared, there must be a lot of excitement around." Wen Qingshou said calmly. The purpose of the two of them entering Zixiao Mountain was the Zhi Wang plant, but it was difficult to determine whether they could get it or not. If you encounter ordinary Mingqizhi on the road, you still have to catch it. Chewing Ming Qi Zhi directly can also replenish some spiritual power and relieve injuries.

After getting this Ming Qi Zhizhi, Mu Sheng continued to mobilize the spiritual energy to search in Zixiao Mountain. A few days passed, but they were holding more than a dozen Mingqi Zhizhi plants. As for the whereabouts of King Zhizhi, there has been no movement until now.

In the cave, Mu Sheng was refining several batches of pills with Ming Qi Zhi and other spiritual herbs. She just got out of the hole, and then heard the sound of thunderbolt from the sky, and two ray of light came towards her direction. Alarm bells rang in Mu Sheng's heart, and he turned around and was about to return to the cave, but the monk who was being chased did not intend to let go of this opportunity and used the trick of "directing disaster to the east" again.

"Two fellow daoists, people have been brought here, they have Ming Qi on their bodies, please save me quickly!"

It was a coincidence that the person who was accompanied by thunder and lightning during this action was the monk who caused her to miss a Ming Qizhi earlier! The pursuers behind were dressed in fine clothes and jade crowns, with a fierce look on their faces. Seeing Mu Sheng, he threw down a handful of profound thunder without even asking. Mu Sheng's expression changed suddenly, and he immediately opened up a piece of spiritual light, colliding with the mysterious thunder. The crackling sound startled Wen Qingchou, who was still meditating in the cave, a murderous intent rolled in her eyes, and she flew out in an instant.

The monk in Jinyi has never seen Wen Qingchou and Mu Sheng before, and he saw that they did not have the symbols of the great Taoist sect on their bodies, and he only regarded them as people from the insignificant small sect. With such a background, if you kill them, you will kill them, and you will follow them without fear of trouble. . The monk who was fleeing in all directions was obviously out of strength, and when he saw the monk behind him start to attack Mu Sheng, he was overjoyed. He flew down in a hurry, but he didn't know that when Wen Qingshou flipped the fan in his hand, a cold light wiped his neck. The monk turned pale with fright, and hastily turned around in mid-air to avoid the cold light, but the big palm behind him also hit fiercely, and there was no way to avoid it. His brain was smashed by this palm, and his body fell to the ground like a rag.

"The Fire Cloud Thunder Palm of the Taixiao School?" Wen Qing raised her eyebrows.

Seeing that his enemy had been beaten to death, the monk didn't want to entangle him here. Immediately, she gave a cold snort to Mu Sheng and Wen Qingchou, then turned her head and left.

Mu Sheng frowned, disgusted by this monk's attitude, he shot at her inexplicably, threw down a handful of Xuan Lei, and prepared to leave without even a word of explanation?

Warmth and worry are full of murderous intent, but I don't want to stop there. Mu Sheng stretched out his hand suddenly to stop it, and a pill in his sleeve had already exploded. The faint, almost non-existent Danxiang was blown by the wind, and was inhaled by the monk who was driving the light. The light under his feet scattered, as if a drunk person fell from mid-air, hit the rock, and smashed a human-shaped pit.

"What kind of pill is this?" Wen Qingchou turned to Mu Sheng.

Mu Sheng smiled and said: "The enhanced version of San Ling Pill." It is very suitable for this kind of grumpy monk, and generally such people will not notice the subtle differences. It seems that the monk is also at the golden core stage. If he really wants to fight, he may not be the opponent of Wen Qingchou and Mu Sheng. Now that his spiritual power has been melted by the elixir, he will be a fish on the chopping board, and he can only do it in vain. struggle.

"It's suitable to deal with this thing." Warm smile, and his eyes turned to the monk, his eyes were still cold.

Seeing Wen Qingshou playing with the folding fan in his hand, Mu Sheng's murderous intent remained undiminished, and he hurriedly said: "Senior sister, this person is useful." Firstly, he wanted to use him to test his new pill, and secondly, he was worried about Wen Qingshou He directly killed the person. They don't have connections with King Zhi, but the disciples of the Taixiao Sect may know something.

After the monk was caught by Mu Sheng, he scolded Mu Sheng for being shameless and only using tricks of whereabouts. Mu Sheng didn't bother to pay attention to his clamor, and refined a low-quality mantra pill. But this monk is in the Golden Core realm, he just lost his aura, and his soul is still complete, so the effect of using it is not so good. After thinking about it, Mu Sheng took the qin and knocked him unconscious, and then woke him up again. After repeating this more than ten times, the monk's heart and soul became more unstable, and his curse words became even more unpleasant.

"You are really not afraid of trouble." Wen Qingchou propped her chin with her hands, and watched Mu Sheng toss lazily.

Mu Sheng said: "My cultivation is not enough now, and the effect of the Mantra Pill I have refined is not that good. If I don't do this, maybe he won't say it."

Warm and sad, she raised her eyebrows and said, "wouldn't it be better to search for the soul directly?"

Mu Sheng was startled, and turned to Wen Qingchou, his eyes dim. In fact, many disciples of the Taoist sect can use such a method as searching for the soul, but they are afraid of being known, so they always hide it and shout it out to Wen Qingchou. Rare in the world. How should I put it, as expected of Duan Mie Peak's true disciple, he seemed to be a bit of a cultivator.

After brutally stuffing the mantra pill into the monk's mouth, Mu Sheng began to ask for news. After asking, I found out that this is the disciple of Master Haoxiao from the Taixiao School. Master Haoxiao was injured in a certain battle with others, and he needed this Zhi Wang to recover from his injuries. In order to get King Zhi, the Taixiao faction sent many people to Zixiao Mountain. There is a method of induction among their disciples, and they may find it here in a short time.

Seeing this, Mu Sheng didn't ask other questions, but directly asked Zhi Wang's whereabouts. The cultivator seemed to be struggling, and he made a ho-ho sound from his throat, but he was finally defeated by the medicine, and said the three words "Yueling Peak".

"Yueling Peak?" Mu Sheng flipped through a road view map, which was also found on the disciples of the Taixiao Sect. As the goalkeepers of Zixiao Mountain, Taixiao Sect's disciples are indeed much more convenient than those of other sects. Mu Sheng turned to Wenqing and whispered, "It's about three hundred miles away from here."

Wen Qingshou smiled and said: "It's not too far away." After a pause, she said again, "The spiritual power in Zixiao Mountain is abundant, if you still have enough time to find Queen Zhi, you can stay here to form alchemy .”

"Aren't you crazy?" Mu Sheng looked at Wen Qingchou with surprise on his face, "there are nearly a thousand people in this mountain. If I get King Zhi, they will definitely chase and kill me everywhere. How can they settle down to form alchemy?"

Wen Qingchou said casually: "don't worry, I will stop those people outside for you."

Mu Sheng knew that this senior sister was very strong, but is it really possible for one person to deal with hundreds of people alone? After saying "Thank you, Senior Sister", she turned the topic to the Taixiao Sect disciples and asked, "How should we deal with this?"

Warm and sad, "don't you have a pill that can confuse memory?"

"How do you know?" Mu Sheng's eyelids twitched, his expression even more surprised. She only used that kind of pill for a certain disciple of the outer sect, and she never took it out again. Where did Senior Sister Wen get the news from?

The expression of warmth and sorrow remained unchanged, and he said with a calm smile: "you have not taken the normal way of alchemy, how could you not have that kind of alchemy?"

Mu Sheng: "..." She reluctantly took this as a compliment. After feeding the elixir, Mu Sheng stuffed the bleeding monk into the cave, and stopped caring about his life. The disciples of the Taixiao faction know the whereabouts of King Zhi, and they will go towards King Zhi from the beginning. From the monk's mouth, I learned that they have not succeeded so far, but who knows when they will have great luck? I didn't know the whereabouts of King Zhi before, but now, I can't delay it.

The two drove straight to Yueling Peak in Dunguang.

The number of monks he met along the way has increased a lot, presumably he has gained his own way. However, just approaching the periphery of Yueling Peak, I heard a shout. A Jindan cultivator held two big golden hammers in his hand and said loudly: "This peak has been delineated. If you want to find Mingqizhi, you can go to him. go somewhere."

"This is... Circle Mountain?" Mu Sheng paused, and looked at Wen Qingchou in surprise. Whose disciple is so courageous to circle the mountain here? No wonder there are more people coming here, isn't it obvious that there are strange things in Yueling Peak?

"What a big tone!" Dang even someone shouted in disbelief, while the monk holding the sledgehammer sneered and hit him regardless. It was just a face-to-face meeting, and the unconvinced monk was directly beaten to death. The rest of the people were silent for a while, and after weighing one or two, they chose to turn around and leave. Ming Qizhi is in the entire Zixiao Mountain, so there is no need to conflict with others here.

People came over one after another, but in the end the casual cultivators left a lot, until the disciples of Taoist masters and great clans came one after another. Maybe it is because they feel that they have a reliance, and there are more people watching the fun from the sidelines.

Mu Sheng and Wen Qingshou sat on the stone platform not far away. They neither took a step forward nor left this land until a hundred monks gathered here. It wasn't that they were afraid of Cultivator Golden Hammer, but because there was a formation on Yueling Peak. This formation is really evil, with it, even if King Zhi is in Yueling Peak, he will definitely not show up.

"I wonder who it is, it turns out to be the Xie family, why, you have enclosed this mountain, and the things inside are all yours? Even the disciples of the three major sects dare to stop, are you impatient?" A violent The sound of drinking suddenly sounded. But this time, Brother Golden Hammer didn't do anything, but looked at the monk who made the sound with cold eyes.

Following the eyes of cultivator Golden Hammer, Mu Sheng saw two familiar figures hidden in the crowd. Sure enough, the monks of Taiyizong also came here.

"Ming Qizhi is everywhere, why do you all come to Yueling Peak? The reason why Xie stopped you is because the peak is extremely dangerous."

"It's ridiculous, you Xie clan clearly want to take King Zhi by force!"

The word "Zhi Wang" was called out, and there was an uproar in the crowd. Brother Golden Hammer's expression remained unchanged, but he said coldly: "If you want to go in, go in, don't blame Xie for not reminding everyone."

"Sounding high-sounding, are you Xie's family so nice? Would you rather put yourself in danger? I heard that the Xie family and Yue Zhenguan had a good relationship. I dare not let it go."

There was a burst of laughter in the crowd, and a bit of humiliation flashed across the face of the golden hammer monk. Throwing the golden hammer on the ground, he crossed his arms and said, "Since you all want to enter so much, then enter!"

"Fellow Daoist Meng, are you sure that King Zhi is at the top of this peak?" Cui Danlou, who was dressed in snow, looked down at Meng Yan. She felt that Yueling Peak was shrouded in a vague and strange atmosphere, and Ming Qizhi probably wouldn't like such an environment.

"Naturally, Meng's method can't be wrong." Meng Yan replied with a determined face. Ever since he was lucky enough to be taken away by Taiyi Sect's people that day, he has been restless. Taiyizong's people pressed him about the origin of the Jiuge Sword Art, he could only say that it was passed down by an old senior, as for the old senior, he didn't want to say his name. People in Taiyi Sect didn't believe him very much, and they would have informed their master, but for some reason there was no movement. Later, he found out that the suzerain of Taiyi Sect was injured and needed to be healed by King Zhi, so he claimed to have a way to find King Zhi, and was sent out by Taiyi Sect. He has already promised him that if he can find King Zhi, he will no longer pursue the matter of Jiuge swordsmanship!

After the Golden Hammer monk gave up, people rushed into Yueling Peak one after another, and after Meng Yan and Cui Danlou hesitated for a moment, they also entered Yueling Peak.

"Senior Sister Wen, do you want to go there?" At this moment, Mu Sheng felt nervous. Meng Yan's broom star appeared, and if nothing happened at Yueling Peak this year, she would write her name upside down.

Staring at the front warmly, her eyes became deep. After a while, she said casually, "go in."

It wasn't that the two of them could perceive the formation covering Yueling Peak, the rest of them could as well. The moment he entered Yueling Peak, some monks had already smashed the formation, but the golden hammer monk was still watching coldly, like a pool of stagnant water, which would not cause any waves.

It was less than a cup of tea time before entering Yueling Peak, and the fighting and the wave of spiritual power had already flowed in all directions. That posture seemed to be Zhi Wang's presence, and everyone fought for it. But when they arrived at the place where the fighting sounds came from, they found that there was no wood energy. The two sides in the fight were Xuanmen disciples and Xie family members.

Mu Sheng frowned and said, "The Xie clan has the upper hand."

Warm and sad, she said slowly: "it may be more than one place."

"The Xie family is not for Zhi Wang?" Mu Sheng was very surprised, her eyelids twitched suddenly, and said again, "The Xie family disciples deliberately did not let loose cultivators in, could it be to wait for Taoist monks? Now Xuanmen The disciples of all the sects entered the Yueling Peak, so he wanted to catch them all? But what is the purpose of doing this? When the news spreads, the Xie family will be wiped out."

"Who knows, maybe he's lost his mind." The warmth is careless, but the movements of his subordinates are not lazy at all. The Longevity Fan swirled out of her hand, and by the time she came back, several members of the Xie clan had been harvested. Seeing this, Mu Sheng had a clear expression on his face, the big and small Xuanmen are integrated, no matter what, she should be on the side of Xuanmen, so she patted the piano and started to move her hands too! The joining of the two of them changed the situation. Half an hour later, all the disciples of the Xie family were wiped out, but few Xuanmen monks survived safely.

Mu Sheng stuffed a healing pill into the mouth of the panting monk, then frowned and asked, "Why did you start fighting?"

The cultivator was so angry that blood immediately overflowed from the corner of his lips. He said bitterly: "I don't know! As soon as we entered Yueling Peak, we saw Xie's disciples rushing out! Kill us! They must want to kill us!" King Zhi takes it for himself!"

Mu Sheng glanced at the monk who vomited blood, and said, "Don't get excited." She turned to look at her face with a calm and tender feeling, why did she feel that Mrs. Xie spent so much time, it didn't look like it was for King Zhi? If it was for Zhi Wang, how could he attract more people to increase his competitors? Wouldn't it be dominated by evil cultivators again? The more Mu Sheng thought about it, the more she felt it was possible, she sighed and said, "The matter is troublesome."

With a slight smile, Wen Qingshou replied, "no trouble."