Natural fairy species

The sword light galloped across the white clouds and over a flock of wild geese.

There was a big bird with a strong breath, a meat crown on its head, and colorful feathers on its tail. It seemed to have a competition, and it chased after it all the way.

Until it was about to go out of the range of the Montenegro Mountains, the distance to Jianguang did not shorten, but became farther and farther away.

Cai screamed twice angrily, spit out a beam of brilliance and smashed several boulders, and then turned around and flew back after venting his anger.

"The real depths of Montenegro are really dangerous, and it is not possible to step on it at will... If it is not for the sleeping Qingluan, it will be an excellent place to try the sword in the future."

Bai Zichen held a mid-grade spirit stone in his hand, trying to recover the lost mana as much as possible.

The big bird with colorful feathers is a second-order peak monster, and he would definitely be interested in fighting monsters with a sword in another scene.

But at this time, he can't delay a single minute, and he is racing at the same time.

When flying out of the Montenegro mountains, along the way, he vaguely noticed a few places that made him vigilant and hidden dangers. They should all be occupied by third-order monsters.

Fortunately, no monster came out to pester him, allowing him to leave smoothly.

Finally, the majestic mountains were no longer in sight, Bai Zichen pinched his fingers to identify the direction, checked the position of Xiaoyu Mountain and continued to gallop.

It was his first long-distance flight with a sword, and he finally understood why senior brother Pei Dongyong advised him to have a flying weapon.

To maintain this extreme speed, the consumption of mana is almost comparable to that of fighting with a sword, and the speed of the spirit liquid in the sea of ​​​​qi can be seen by the naked eye.

Two hours later, he had to change into the white cloud cape with colorful patterns, and began to adjust his breath to restore mana.

Although you can continue to fly thousands of miles, you must always reserve some mana to deal with emergencies.

Switching from Yujian flying to low-grade flying spirit weapon at once, you can clearly feel the difference in speed, the judgment of cloud and mud.

"I still can't feel it on weekdays, the flying speed of the colorful patterned white cloud is a bit slow..."

Bai Zichen held a medium-grade spirit stone in each hand, and immediately replaced it with two new ones after absorbing it.

In about an hour, most of the liquid mana in the sea of ​​​​qi recovered, and he replaced the willow leaf sword again, turning into sword light.

In terms of Yujian's flight, among his second-level flying swords, the Yinzhu Sword is the slowest, but consumes the lowest mana.

Usually it's fine, but it's definitely not appropriate at this time.

Tianxin Sword and Liuyejian have similar speed, but Liuyejian requires the most magic power.

Even so, Bai Zichen still chose Liu Yejian.

Because this sword can hide the sword light and is suitable for sneak attack and assassination, the sword light it transforms is silent.

He didn't want to make a show of his sword light, get into a conflict with someone, and delay his time.

Although Senior Sister Zhou Suqing told herself that she inherited the relics of the old ancestor Yang's formation, there is a secret treasure that can enhance the power of the formation at a critical moment, and it will be no problem to survive for a few days.

But who knows if the alchemy cultivator on the side of the ghost gate will use his hole card as soon as he comes up.

If the several alchemy masters are really at all costs and all their cards are played, the 3600-ring shisha formation will definitely not last long.

But firstly, the monks of Ghost Spirit Sect and Keqing of Blood Demon Sect may not be on the same page, and secondly, when the chances of winning are certain, the other party may not be willing to use their hole cards.

He set off at Sishi, and it was almost dusk when Bai Zichen finally arrived at Xiaoyu Mountain.

For most of the day, it spanned more than 15,000 miles and set a record for flying with a sword.

When the sword light fell, everyone was a little shaky.

The so-called Xiaoyu Mountain is just a small hill of hundreds of feet, with no aura, jagged rocks, yellow sand exposed everywhere, and sparse trees.

Bai Zichen didn't care about taking a rest, he pinched his fingers and struck out the spell, and a wave of hidden magic power spread out in all directions.

"Boy, are you a disciple of the Qingfeng sect?"

A blue shadow flashed past, and a tall and straight monk appeared suddenly, without him noticing any traces.

"I have met the uncle of the Five Elements Sect... the younger Bai Zichen of the Qingfeng Sect, this is the sect's identity token."

Bai Zichen felt awe-inspiring, he deserved to be the real person of Dan Jie, and he didn't realize how he appeared in front of him.

But it should be because of the magical escape method, and I have not come into contact with Yang Patriarch once or twice, and I have never seen such a strange figure.

The contact law can definitely be leaked and falsified, but the identity token cannot.

For sects like Qingfeng Sect, elders and true disciples will take blood essence to make soul lamps, and the identity tokens also echo blood essence.

Only when the person stimulates it and the blood echoes, will the identity token respond.

This is also for each sect to prevent disciples who fall outside, and enemies who are good at changing their appearance and breath to pretend to mix in.

But it is difficult to fake one's own essence and blood, so the possibility of impersonation is basically cut off.

The tall and straight monk saw the spiritual light blooming from the Zongmen Token, and his expression relaxed a little. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Bai Zichen's shoulder.

The figures of the two changed one after another, and Bai Zichen felt that there was a heavy weight on his body, and there was chaos and darkness around him.

In another flash, it has appeared in a cave.

Wood escape!

Bai Zichen's heart skipped a beat, he already knew the identity of this person.

The Five Elements Gate is famous for its five-element spells, and there are five peaks in its gate. Only the real person of Jiedan can take over the post of peak master.

The five-element escape method is also the secret of the five peaks. Every peak master has practiced the corresponding escape method, and his escape ability is first-rate.

But the strongest supernatural power in the sect is the Great Five Elements Nirvana Divine Light, which claims to be the best of the five elements in the world, and the five elements.

It's just that the cultivation conditions are harsh, and one needs to become a monk of alchemy at the beginning of entry. It has been hundreds of years that no one has achieved it.

I have no chance to know whether the power of the Great Five Elements Annihilating Divine Light in the records is exaggerated, or it is true.

That's why Wei Dao left a message in the summons to Zhou Suqing. Even if the two uncles of the Five Elements Sect were seriously injured, it would be easy to find them and escape with the two juniors.

It is easy to defeat them, but if you want to kill them, unless there is a clear gap in cultivation base and strength, or you have arranged a formation in advance to isolate the effect of escape.

Otherwise, it's nearly impossible to do.

"I have seen Master Aoki, I have seen Master Heishui..."

After the real person Jiedan of the Five Elements Gate took over as the peak master, his previous name was not used, and he used the peak name instead.

Since Bai Zichen recognized Mu Dun, he couldn't realize that this tall and straight middle-aged monk was the Master of Cyanwood Peak.

The other sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a feminine and unpredictable demeanor, pale complexion and unstable breath, the one who looked like he had been seriously injured was the Peak Lord of Blackwater.

"Why did you appear here? Nephew Wei asked you to come?"

The master of Cyanwood Peak was full of energy, even if he lost to the monks of Ghost Spirit Sect, he still maintained his confidence.

"I also ask the two uncles to help. The sect has no worries, but Feiyue Lake is in danger."

Without any hesitation, Bai Zichen directly explained the difficulties Feiyue Lake is currently encountering and why he came here.

"At this moment, the Feiyue Lake formation should be under attack, and only Senior Sister Zhou can support it... I know a secret route that can go around the Feiyue Lake. As long as you break into the formation, you will have two senior uncles to help you. The formation will be as stable as Mount Tai!"

"I see……"

Master Cyanwood Peak did not answer immediately, but hesitated for a moment.

"Should have gone there immediately, but Junior Brother Heishui was seriously injured... Originally, the two of us were enough to suppress Real Bone, but a mysterious magic cultivator came a few days ago, and unexpectedly cast Black Lotus to trap Junior Brother Heishui and knocked him down directly. He has taught him for sixty years."

"The level of condensed true energy has gone back sixty years!"

"My injury has stabilized, and it's not a problem to take three or five shots in a short period of time to maintain the level of the alchemy."

The Black Water Peak Master stood up silently, not knowing when he had finished practicing his exercises to heal his injuries.

"Back when the seniors of the Qingfeng Sect went to the Dian Kingdom alone, did they spare their lives when they saved our sect from danger? While dragging their sick bodies to kill the third-rank demon king and win the third-rank demon pill for our sect, would we be spared when we were injured? Ask for conditions, and show your kindness?"

"So brother, you don't need to worry about my injuries. Although I'm not talented, I can still imitate the heart of the sages... and Feiyue Lake should be mostly water, which is suitable for my water escape. Entangled one or two."

"That's right, Feiyue Lake was originally the residence of the third-order flood dragon, which was captured by our sect in the last land reclamation... A lake with a three-thousand incline, surrounded by tributaries, and a vast water area."

Bai Zichen saw Master Heishui's gaze turned to him, and quickly responded.

"Junior brother is right, but it's my own selfishness... Let's set off immediately, take the route that Senior Nephew Bai said, and go to Feiyue Lake."

Master Aoki admitted his mistake frankly, and released a blue spirit boat with his hand.

Bai Zichen boarded the spirit boat, pointed out the route on the map, it was nothing to do with him, just sit in the spirit boat honestly.

Unexpectedly, the Five Elements Sect senior was persuaded so smoothly, and he was preparing a long speech, preparing to prove the necessity of rushing to help Feiyue Lake from various angles.

No, it's not relying on their own persuasion, but the two immortals of the Five Elements Gate have decided to do so.

‘Everyone has selfishness, greed, and dark hearts, which are inevitable...but it is rare to be able to reflect and be vigilant at all times, and admit mistakes. The only sect that Qingfengmen associates with is really the right one, the patriarchs did not help the wrong people. '

Bai Zichen felt that the speed of the cyan spirit boat was slightly faster than his Yujian Qingming, and he knew that he would definitely be able to return to Feiyue Lake before Haishi, so he felt relieved.

Stories about promoting Mien and fighting Michou are common.

Not every sect will remember your great kindness of supporting others through hardships and maintaining the inheritance of Taoism.

Many sects will maintain warm contacts, but at this critical juncture, it is impossible to send half of the high-end combat power in the sect at the risk of damage. Basically, they will find an excuse at random, saying that the distance is long and the sect is troubled. Get over it.

Even a small number of people will secretly hope that you'd better kill your family as soon as possible.

To save it from always remembering this great kindness, every time we meet, it will be short of breath.

In front of a junior like himself, Master Aoki can admit his mistakes without hesitation, admit that he has selfish motives, and hesitate to ask for help from Feiyue Lake.

Straightforward, without cover.

Bai Zichen believed that this kind of heart and mind was rare among the alchemy monks.

"Here we are, Feiyue Lake is fifty miles ahead!"

The cyan spirit boat was put away, and the three of them appeared in the air. Master Aoki took out a talisman and stuck it on Bai Zichen's body.

Bai Zichen's breath was reduced to nothing, his skin was dry, and his blood was slow, as if he had turned into a dead tree.

"Nephew Bai, there is no need to panic. This is the third-order dead wood talisman... It can transform your body in a short period of time, making you look like grass and trees. Generally, alchemy cultivators will ignore it if they don't distinguish it carefully."

Master Aoki explained a sentence, and at the same time, he changed himself, giving people the impression that he became a towering tree.