Lady Cultivator

Feifei can coexist peacefully with all monsters and beasts, and can also make people's minds clear, but it is incompatible with the breath of the white tiger.

Moreover, Feifei's five elements belong to gold, which coincides with the white tiger.

Mo Tiange asked curiously: "It's such a coincidence. Could it be that this White Tiger Fate is prepared for you?"

Feifei raised his head proudly, but was slapped down by Mo Tiange: "You're so lazy, go on your own."

Feifei let out a "woo" and wanted to protest, but when he saw that Mo Tiange ignored it and had already left, he had no choice but to put away his tail and follow them.

As Mo Tiange walked away, he shook his head and said, "I'm afraid Jing Xingzhi will be disappointed." If Feifei is right, then the White Tiger's opportunity will really belong to him this time.

Qin Xi smiled and said: "You could call him unlucky. In fact, he had countless opportunities to get to this point. Call him lucky, but he always misses the big opportunities." Such as Yang Lingzhu, such as Suzaku bow.

However, others can't help with things like chance, and if it doesn't belong to Jing Xingzhi, there's nothing they can do about it.

The two of them and the beast returned quickly. Jing Xingzhi saw that their expressions were the same. He was suspicious for a while and then continued to concentrate on training.

He was unharmed, and what he was doing now was absorbing the breath of the white tiger.

Every time Mo Tiange stopped practicing, he would see him sitting cross-legged on the ground with the Zhishui Sword floating in front of him. From time to time, a little fluorescence would flash on the sword. It was the breath of the white tiger that was sucked into the sword and transformed the sword energy.

Qin Xi once told her about Jing Xingzhi. Jing Xingzhi's sword was an unknown ancient sword that he got together with him. At that time, Jing Xingzhi was still a disciple of the Chongguang Sword Master of the Ancient Sword Sect. He was proud of his life and had his eyes set high above his head. He did not want to be like other sword cultivators, who would randomly refine a natal flying sword and then slowly improve it. Jing Xingzhi was overjoyed to get this unknown ancient sword and refined it into his natal flying sword. The sword technique obtained with this sword is called the Red Dust Sword Technique. There are three major killing moves, namely gain and loss, sorrow and joy, and glory. The power of these three swords is earth-shattering.

Of course, the so-called earth-shaking is after the great achievement. The ancient great achievement is not the Nascent Soul today. Even if Jing Xingzhi has formed the Nascent Soul, it can only be called a small success.

Seeing Jing Xingzhi absorbing the breath of the white tiger so intently, Mo Tiange prayed in his heart, hoping that meeting the white tiger this time would bring him some opportunities instead of just watching another big opportunity slip away.

As for herself, she doesn't have any metal-based skills. It would be best if she had one. If she doesn't have one, there's no need to force it.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Hong Hao, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Shuang Demon Lord and Tian Xuan quickly stepped forward.

Mo Tiange and the other four also stopped practicing and looked at them.

"City Lord..."

"Speak slowly." Night Frost Demon Lord held her shoulders.

Hong Xiao stabilized her breath and said slowly: "I pretended to be just a remnant soul and floated into the ghost town..."

This ghost town is huge. According to Hongxiao, it is several times larger than the largest city in the clouds. In the ghost city, there are unconscious remnant souls, spirit ghosts who only retain their memories, and Nascent Soul ghost cultivators who have become ghost infants.

According to secular rumors, there is an unknown ghost city in the human world called Fengdu. After a person dies, his soul will be detained in Fengdu, where he will be judged by the Ghost Emperor and re-enter the reincarnation.

For these immortal cultivators, this is just a legend. They have traveled all over the world and have never seen any ghost towns. If they can meet a few souls whose memories have not been erased, it is considered good.

But this ghost town is home to many different ghosts, which are very similar to the legendary ghost town Feng.

The supreme ruler of the ghost city is named Guizun. No one can tell accurately what his cultivation level is. There are sixty-eight Nascent Soul Ghost Emperors under the Ghost Lord, who rule the ghost city separately. There are even hundreds of millions of ghosts in the ghost town.

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The news brought back by Hongxiao was sensational. When she finished speaking, the eight people present were silent.

Qin Xi was even more sure that his decision was right. In such a ghost town, if they didn't notify the Immortal Alliance, how could they escape?

At the same time, the atmosphere in the White Tiger Temple became uneasy.

Demon Lord Yeshuang and his party no longer mentioned the matter of cooperation, Mo Tiange and the others remained silent, and Master Songfeng did not move from beginning to end.

Half a month later, Hong Xiao's injury recovered, and Ye Shuang Demon Lord and his party began to take action.

"A few fellow Taoists." Before leaving, Demon Lord Ye Shuang came to them.

The four people stood up to greet him.

Night Frost Demon Lord looked cold, but his words were polite: "The three of us are determined to fight our way out of the siege. I wonder if you would like to join us?"

Qin Xi did not hesitate and said: "There are so many ghost cultivators outside. The four of us cherish our lives and will not go with a few fellow Taoists."

Night Frost Demon Lord nodded. She had known that they would not charge together, so she just mentioned it casually.

"Fellow Taoist Ye Shuang," Jing Xingzhi said with a smile, "There are so many Yuanying ghost cultivators outside. Isn't it too risky for the three of you to go out like this? Shaozi"

Demon Lord Ye Shuang paused for a moment, and his cold face suddenly became calm. "The three of us are demon cultivators. The longer we stay here, the greater the loss of our cultivation will be. It's better to take advantage of the lack of strength now." Damn, go and fight." After saying that, without giving them a chance to ask questions again, he said, "Goodbye."

Watching Ye Shuang Demon Lord leave with Tianxuan Hongxiao, the four of them sat down again.

Qin Xi flicked his fingers and cast a soundproof barrier: "What do you want to say?"

"What did they get from the ghost town?" Jing Xingzhi said, tapping the hilt of his sword. This is an affirmative sentence, not a question. Otherwise, they would not have left the temple so simply. Staying here, Night Frost Demon Lord only needs to spend some demonic energy to protect the two people from being burned by the White Tiger's Breath. If he leaves, he will die.

Qin Xi looked at Nie Wushang, then at Jing Xingzhi, and said, "Do you want to do something?"

The two of them, one was deep in thought, the other was rolling his eyes, neither of them seemed to want to end it like this.

Hearing this, Jing Xingzhi chuckled, patted Qin Xi on the shoulder and said, "Are you willing? Maybe you can really get some treasure from them."

Qin Xi glanced at the white tiger in the middle: "Then you gave up?"

"..." Jing Xingzhi took back his hand and sighed, "I don't want to give up at anything, but there are always choices." Did he expect that he would get the White Tiger inheritance, kill everyone, and go out in style? He is not a young boy who is just starting out, daydreaming all day long, trying to save his life first if he gets the chance.

"Ignore them." Qin Xi said, "I said, I will bring in reinforcements, we will just wait here." After that, he stared at Jing Xingzhi. Needless to say, Mo Tiange couldn't take care of Nie Wushang, so his words were a warning to Jing Xingzhi not to act recklessly.

Jing Xingzhi also tried to argue: "Can your communication talisman pass the message? Even if it can send a message, how can you explain the situation here?"

"You don't need to worry about it, I have my own way." Qin Xi said calmly, then stopped talking and closed his eyes to meditate.

He lost a drop of essence and blood, and it took a lot of effort to recover.

Seeing Mo Tiange staring at him, Jing Xingzhi helplessly spread his hands and continued practicing. If you don't want to leave, then leave. Anyway, he is not Master Songfeng. He has no grudges against the people of the Immortal Alliance. He is not afraid that they will come and kill him first.

The four of them fell silent again, and Mo Tiange sent a message to Feifei: "Can you really get the white tiger away?"

Feifei swung his tail and raised his head: "Just wait and see."

After the Night Frost Demon Lord left, it was always quiet outside. If they use force to break out of the siege, there is no way there will be no movement at all. It seems that their guess is correct. Hongxiao has obtained some treasure from the ghost city.

However, Mo Tiange felt strange, why Master Songfeng stood idly by like them? It's because they have a back-up plan, where's Master Matsukaze? Even if he waited safely until the people of the Immortal Alliance broke through the ghost city, how could he ensure his safe escape? To him, the people of the Immortal Alliance were more dangerous than those ghost cultivators.

Thinking like this, there seemed to be a commotion outside. Turning their heads, the other three people opened their eyes.

"What's going on?" Mo Tiange whispered.

Qin Xi concentrated his attention and said after a moment: "Someone is coming." Could it be someone from the Immortal Alliance?

The four of them were a little nervous. If they were from the Immortal Alliance, they would be saved.

But not long after, the four of them felt disappointed. The three of them were all demon cultivators who had cultivated themselves after the First Yuan Dynasty. It was obvious that Demon Lord Ye Shuang and his party had returned.

Night Frost Demon Lord and his party came back in a particularly embarrassing state. The red gauze tube top skirt was almost covered with blood stains, and there was a shocking black mark on her fair waist. Tianxuan was doing better. The prosthetic hand that had been kept in his sleeve was exposed and seemed to have a black mark. Night Frost Demon Lord's face turned pale and his demonic energy was consumed a lot.

As soon as they came in, Lord Yeshuang gave them and Master Songfeng a warning look, and ordered Tianxuan: "Take out the magic breath pill." Then, with a wave of purple satin, he isolated the white tiger's breath and placed the red ribbon inside. .

When she finished doing this, Tianxuan still didn't move. Night Frost Demon Lord turned his head and looked at him: "What?"

Tianxuan said calmly: "Shuang'er, even if we can rescue her, how can we take her out?"

Night Frost Demon Lord was startled, then slowly stood up and looked at him steadily: "You...you want me to give up the Red Thread?"

Tianxuan looked away and said, "We have no energy left."

Night Frost Demon Lord said nothing, she just looked at Tianxuan silently. It wasn't until Hong Xiao coughed up a mouthful of blood that she regained her attention.

"City Lord..." Hongxiao raised his head with a sad but determined expression, "You guys go, my injury can no longer heal."

"Don't say these words." Demon Lord Ye Shuang's expression immediately became determined, and he looked at Tianxuan, "Demon Breath Pill."

Tianxuan didn't move.

Night Frost Demon Lord said again: "Demon Breath Pill."

Her voice was always calm, but more resolute every time.

Tianxuan finally sighed, took out a pill bottle and threw it over.

Night Frost Demon Lord took it and was about to take out the elixir, when suddenly the head of his head went dark and a powerful force shrouded him.

She waved her hand, and a streak of ice demonic energy rose from her sleeves, resisting the force. Just as she was about to turn around, she felt numb all over when Hongxiao shouted "City Lord——".

Hong Xiao looked behind her in horror, her lips trembling: "Young Master'\u003e..."

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