Lady Cultivator

Huo Ziqi was secretly happy when he received this errand.

Now that the Immortal Alliance is at war with demon cultivators and demons, those who stay in Kunwu will inevitably be involved, especially since there are only three Nascent Soul cultivators in the Spirit Beast Sect. He is the one with the lowest cultivation level and has been responsible for being cannon fodder.

Now, not only can he leave Kunwu Mountain legitimately and stay away from danger, but he may also get an opportunity from it and advance to the next level in one fell swoop.

Coincidentally, Zong Si, who performed this mission with him, had known him for several years and had a good relationship with him.

On the surface, he and his ancestors have nothing in common. One is the Yuanying Patriarch of a large sect that has been passed down for tens of thousands of years. The other is an elder from a small or medium-sized sect who has barely been promoted to Yuanying and is struggling to maintain the Taoist tradition. The other is still young and has a beautiful mind. In the future, one is about to die, and the path to immortality has come to an end.

But in fact, Huo Ziqi felt that their situations were not very different.

He is indeed not old, but he is not young either. He is more than 700 years old, and the lifespan of a Yuanying monk has passed halfway. He is still trapped in the early stage of Yuanying. Not to mention promotion, he is still far away from reaching the peak of the early stage of cultivation. It is not easy for the monks of the Spirit Beast Sect to advance to the next level. Many seniors with extraordinary qualifications have stopped at the early stage of Yuanying. What's more, his own qualifications can only be regarded as above average. The advancement of Yuanying has made many masters The brothers were shocked.

His qualifications are ordinary, but his cultivation has stagnated in the past two hundred years. Although he is a supreme elder respected by everyone in the Spirit Beast Sect, in the eyes of the first spiritual master, he is no different from the leader who takes care of chores, except for his cultivation. It's taller and can be on the table.

If there are no accidents, the remaining five or six hundred years will be more or less like this. Like most Yuanying monks, they will end at the early stage of Yuanying until they sit down.

But how could he be willing to do so? Whenever there is a chance, even at the risk of falling, I want to take another step forward and advance to the mid-level.

In this regard, the ancestors who only had two or three hundred years left in Shouyuan were just as urgent as him, or even more urgent.

Therefore, as soon as they accepted this task, the two of them had an idea. The secret warehouse of the ancient sect, this opportunity was too rare. In the past, if they wanted to get such information, they had to pay a huge price, but now, they got the clue for nothing.

In the eyes of others, the map was too vague and difficult to find where the treasure was hidden. The far west was so remote that it didn't even have a spiritual vein. This was really not a good thing. But he and Zong Si had other ideas. The extreme west is vast. If they really can't find any conclusive clues, the two of them will just avoid disaster and not suffer any loss. If they find something, it will be their big chance.

With this idea in mind, they came to the far west.

Unexpectedly,

This time, God really favored them.

They stopped at an oasis on the way and accidentally discovered the place where the ancient cultivator rested. On the body of the senior ancient cultivator, they found a complete map. Comparing this map with the incomplete map in their hands, the two discovered that this secret warehouse was in Fengsha City.

Before leaving, the two of them took away all the things in the temporary cave. Unexpectedly, the senior ancient cultivator kept a strange insect in his spirit beast bag, which has survived to this day. Hundreds of flying insects swarmed out, chasing the two of them into disgrace.

They fled in embarrassment to the vicinity of Fengsha City, where they finally got rid of the strange insects. I had just settled in a nearby town, regained my energy, and was about to explore the area according to the map, when I happened to meet Qin Shoujing and Mo Qingwei from Xuanqing Gate.

He was jealous of these two people, or in other words, there were few monks in Tianji who were not jealous of them. Their path to immortality was so smooth that people couldn't help but be jealous. At a young age, they had already advanced to Nascent Soul. Especially Qin Shoujing, who has two spiritual roots like him, actually successfully gave birth to a baby at the age of two hundred years old, and he was promoted to the middle stage early. With a thousand years of life left, he might have a chance to achieve the goal of becoming a god.

If possible, he really didn't want to reveal this matter to them, but thinking that among the people who took the map from the demon cultivator was Daojun Xuan Yin of the Xuanqing Sect, he and Huo Zong finally decided to recruit them into their gang. . Thinking about it from another aspect, Qin Shoujing's spirit passed through people, and with him joining, he was a little more sure.

After entering Fengsha City, he found that the formation was difficult to break and there was no real danger. He immediately proposed the idea of ​​splitting up. If they can handle it, there is no need to share the treasure with these two people. If it is beyond their ability, it will not be too late to send a message. And even if they are discovered halfway, they can still use the excuse that they have just found the entrance.

But he never expected that just when he and Zong Si were about to break the formation, the demon cultivator Qin Shojing and the others had discovered actually appeared.

The blue-skinned male cultivator didn't seem to notice them at all, and just ordered his maid to take action.

Huo Ziqi was furious, not only because this person killed his spiritual beast, the Spirit Butterfly, but also because of their contempt.

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The golden-winged roc let out a cry, and the magic nun named Hongxiao snorted contemptuously. The strange weapon like a windmill in her hand spun and rushed towards the golden-winged roc.

Huo Ziqi sneered and lashed out with the whip in his hand. It kept getting longer and rolled towards the red ribbon.

Hong Xiao didn't look at it. His figure changed, and he passed through it. The double-edged dagger in his hand stabbed the golden-winged roc fiercely.

The golden-winged roc opened its mouth, and a bolt of lightning struck the red ribbon.

Thunder spells are the most powerful among all spells, especially this golden-winged roc which is already at the eighth level. Unable to avoid it, Hong Xiao held the middle part of the double-edged dagger and pulled it back into two daggers. Then she misplaced her hands and the crossed daggers easily blocked the lightning.

Huo Ziqi's face darkened. He originally thought that he and Zong Si were both in the early stages of Nascent Soul, and these two demon cultivators were also in the early stages, so they might not be weaker than them. Only then did he realize that he had underestimated the demon cultivators.

There are almost no real demonic cultivators in Kunwu, including the pervert Master Matsukaze, who is not a pure demonic cultivator. For tens of thousands of years, the demonic cultivators have been kept to the north of the Demonic Mountain, which makes them all underestimate the strength of the demonic cultivators. In fact, when it comes to fighting alone, the strength of the demon cultivators is higher than theirs, but the number of demon cultivators is not large, so they have been suppressed.

"Brother Zong" Huo Ziqi was about to call Zong Si to take action. When he glanced around, he found that Zong Si was fighting with the demonic energy. The five-element flag and the demonic energy were entangled together, and he could not get out of the trap. However, the demonic cultivator man was still just Standing aside, coldly watching him fight with Hong Xiao.

His heart felt cold, and it was only then that he realized what Qin Shoujing meant by the mysterious supernatural powers. This male cultivator seemed to only have an early stage of cultivation, but his strength was far superior to that of him and Zong Si. He couldn't help but regret, why did he want to keep the treasure for himself and send Qin Shojing away? If four people join forces, they will definitely be able to defeat these two.

But it was too late to regret. We could only hope that Qin Shojing and Mo Qingwei would notice the fluctuations in spiritual energy and arrive in time.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest and his spiritual energy was in chaos. However, it was his natal spiritual beast, the golden-winged roc, that was stabbed by the red ribbon.

The wings were stabbed by the dagger, and the golden-winged roc rolled down from the air. He barely managed to steady himself and screamed at Huo Ziqi. The eighth-level spiritual beast already possesses spiritual intelligence, and the golden-winged roc is asking for help from him.

Seeing that his spirit beast was injured and unable to resist, Huo Ziqi swung out his whip and rolled it towards the red ribbon.

Under his interference, Hongxiao had no choice but to retreat.

At this time, the male cultivator who had been standing in mid-air suddenly looked to the north: "We can't delay any longer." After saying that, the silver-white prosthetic hand suddenly expanded and reached towards Zongsi.

"Ah——" Hearing the scream, Huo Ziqi turned around and his expression changed drastically.

The male cultivator's prosthetic hand crushed Zong Si's head so hard that even Nascent Soul couldn't escape.

Fear welled up in his heart, and he had no time to think about it. He teleported to the side of the golden-winged roc, put it into the spirit beast bag, turned it into a ray of light, and fled into the distance.

"Want to escape?" The male cultivator snorted coldly, and a giant hand suddenly appeared in mid-air and pinched Huo Ziqi fiercely.

"Ah——" This time it was Huo Ziqi who screamed, and his body was crushed into a pile of flesh. Even the Nascent Soul that had just escaped had no time to escape, and was crushed into a bloody mist.

The blood mist dissipated, and the male cultivator wiped the retracted prosthetic hand and wiped away the blood stains on it.

"Young Master." The maid Hong Xiao had already picked up their things and presented them with the parchment scroll.

The male cultivator took the parchment and said: "Let's go"

Not long after they left, two escaping lights appeared in the sky and fell quickly.

Seeing the flesh and blood on the ground and Zong Si's headless body, Qin Xi frowned: "We are late."

Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual energy, the two of them rushed here immediately. However, Fengsha City is neither big nor small. Even if the two of them reached the extreme speed of escape, it took them less than half an hour to reach the place where the spiritual energy fluctuated. Huo Ziqi and Zong Si were already dead.

Looking at the pieces of meat scattered on the ground, Mo Tiange held back his nausea: "These two people are so ruthless." She has seen many corpses, but she has never seen such disgusting ones. The people who were joking together a few days ago, It just turned into a pile of meat.

Qin Xi glanced around, leaned down, and picked up a palm-sized piece of metal from the sand. He thought about the weight and said, "This is Wujin."

"Wu Jin?" Mo Tiange was surprised. Black gold is a precious weapon-making material, especially suitable for making swords. It was more common in ancient times, but it is rare now. For sword cultivators, it is a hard thing to find. They had been seen in the secret land of Guixu Sea and were used by monks from the ancient sect to make mechanisms. How could such a precious thing be picked up so casually?

"It seems to belong to the two of them." Qin Xi said. This piece of black gold is so shiny that it doesn't look like something left over from ancient times.

Mo Tiange took the piece of black gold from his hand, looked at it carefully, and said, "This piece of black gold is cut very neatly, with almost no impurities. It doesn't seem to be a simple material."

"Well, as for the material, it may be something from ancient cultivation." After Qin Xi said that, he suddenly saw Mo Tiange's expression became very strange, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Tiange handed him the black gold piece: "You touch it."

Qin Xi touched it and discovered that there were very fine scratches on the surface of the black gold piece.

The two looked at each other, and Mo Tiange took out the ink cartridge from the Qiankun bag, dyed the black gold piece with ink, and pressed it on the back of his hand.

Taking away the black gold piece, the lines on the back of the hand were mixed, forming a messy pattern.

When the two saw the pattern, they looked up at each other and blurted out: "Map"

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