Lady Cultivator

Over the wreckage of the spaceship, Ling Yunhe suddenly appeared, immediately attracting the attention of all the monks in the hall. //No pop-ups and fast updates//

Among the people of Jiuyan Sect, Master Yuan Mu’s eyes were particularly sharp.

Ling Yunhe walked up to him, brushed his clothes and knelt down without saying a word.

After a long time, Master Yuan Mu finally snorted: "Why, aren't you going to advance and retreat with them? Could it be that they kicked you back?"

"No," Ling Yunhe looked calm, "I am a disciple of Jiuyan Sect, and I should advance and retreat together with all my brothers and sisters."

Master Yuan Mu was furious and sneered: "Are you going to advance or retreat with us? Didn't you just say you don't listen to me?"

"I'm sorry, uncle."

"I'm sorry, you just said sorry and it's over?" Master Yuan Mu just wanted to slap him to death, "Look what you did? Huh? You knew there was news about Xuanwu, but you didn't inform the sect, and you also fought with the sect's enemy Colleagues! At the critical moment, you still stood by their side and helped them escape! You did all this and only said sorry? "

Ling Yunhe said calmly: "Uncle, it's not that I have news about Xuanwu, but they led me to find Xuanwu."

Master Yuan Mu was startled: "What?"

Ling Yunhe continued: "Among them, three fellow Taoists, Mo, Yang and Nie, had helped me back then. A few months ago, I met fellow Taoist Nie in Beihai and was entrusted by him to deliver a message to the ends of the earth. Therefore, they took me with them. I came to look for Xuanwu, and I promised that if Xuanwu recognizes me as its master, they will help me get Xuanwu."

Master Yuan Mu put away his angry expression and asked, "What's the result?"

"They kept their promise," Ling Yunhe said. "The disciples received the Breath of Xuanwu."

Master Yuan Mu stopped talking. Just looked at him steadily. The surrounding Nascent Soul cultivators heard these words. Looking at Ling Yunhe, his eyes suddenly became greedy.

When these eyes turned from greedy to dangerous and ready to move, Master Yuan Mu raised his head, and the pressure of the monks after Yuan suddenly spread out, firmly stopping these people's footsteps.

"Everyone, the dust has settled as to who the treasure belongs to. Don't let any more trouble happen!" Yuan Muzhen said with sharp eyes. "Besides, we are under siege. It remains to be seen whether we can get out!"

As soon as he said these words, the monks hesitated. Yes, no matter how important the treasure is, can it be as important as yourself? If you are trapped here and cannot escape, what if there are more treasures?

Master Yuan Mu's tone softened,

Then he said: "Fellow Taoists, Yueying Ma Laolu and others have sinister intentions. They want to trap us here. We should work together. If there is another dispute, how can we break through the siege?" He paused. He added, "If we get out of trouble safely, Jiuyan Sect will give us a thank you gift."

With both threats and inducements, Master Yuan Mu finally calmed these people down, and then cast a soundproof barrier around everyone in the Jiuyan Sect, glaring at Ling Yunhe fiercely: "Get up, I'll settle the score with you later!"

"Thank you, Uncle." Ling Yunhe stood up and sat down next to the bearded monk.

"Why did you suddenly disappear?" Master Yuan Mu asked after taking a breath, "You suddenly appeared again, can they also suddenly appear?"

Ling Yunhe hesitated for a moment and said: "Uncle Yuan Mu, no matter what, they helped me obtain Xuanwu, this..."

His attitude made Master Yuan Mu angry again, but this time he controlled it and quickly regained his composure: "That's all, you have such a stubborn temper, you just say whether they pose a threat to us, that's enough. "

Ling Yunhe quickly answered this question: "Master, please rest assured, I can guarantee this."

Master Yuan Mu looked at him intently for a while, and finally sighed in compromise: "Okay, I will believe you just once!"

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After making sure that Ling Yunhe was okay, Mo Tiange closed the small mirror in his hand. This mirror is an ordinary magic weapon. As her cultivation deepens, her manipulation of the Xutian Realm becomes more and more casual. She displays the scenes outside the Xutian Realm in the mirror just casually.

"Fellow Daoist Ling is fine, we don't have to worry about him anymore." Mo Tiange said, "Since you have decided to wait, you can do whatever you want, just don't tear me apart."

Seeing that her face was full of exhaustion and she seemed to be seeing off guests, the three of them stood up.

Nie Wushang said: "You have a good rest."

Yang Chengji only bowed his hand.

Jing Xingzhi smiled and said, "You want to drive us away so quickly. Are you tired of it these days?"

How could they not understand what Jing Xingzhi meant? Qin Xi was indifferent, and Mo Tiange glared at him: "I'll kick you out again!"

Jing Xingzhi sealed his mouth, and the thief went out with a smile, and thoughtfully closed the door for them.

"I'm exhausted." Mo Tiange stood up with frivolous steps, pushed away the adjacent lounge, fell on the bed, and then rolled over, burying himself.

Qin Xi followed behind, looking at it funny, he took her out and laid her down, and he also lay down on it.

The two didn't speak for a while, just lying quietly. Since entering the Valley of Worry, they have been fighting without stopping these days.

I don't know how much time passed, but Mo Tiange suddenly said: "How long do we have to wait?"

Qin Xi did not open his eyes: "Are you anxious?"

After deciding, Mo Tiange turned around and touched his face, "You're not going to stay here for another few decades, are you? Then you'll get old."

Qin Xi opened his eyes and pressed close to him: "My youngest?"

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Mo Tiange retreated.

By the time they regained their composure, Jing Xingzhi, Nie Wushang and Yang Chengji were already carrying out construction work outside, cutting down most of her bamboo forest and building a row of bamboo houses.

Mo Tiange was so heartbroken when he saw it that he bled. She had cut down half of these bamboo groves when she built the bamboo house, and then another piece was cut down by Feifei's white tiger who was testing him. Now they have cut down most of it, leaving only the outer half circle. This is no ordinary bamboo. Its texture is so hard that it can be used to refine magic weapons.

"You are so rude!" She gritted her teeth. With so many houses built, do you want to put down roots here?

Jing Xingzhi said shamelessly: "You say it's casual!"

Nie Wushang pursed his lips and smiled: "I don't care, this guy insists on building a cave for each of us, including a training room, a rest room, a collection room, an alchemy room...all of them."

The veins on Mo Tiange's forehead twitched, and he returned the apartment!

Qin Xi raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at Jing Xingzhi: "Do you want to stay here forever?"

"Don't be so stingy!" Jing Xingzhi put his arm on his shoulder, "It's okay to live with my fiancée in the future!"

Nie Wushang nodded solemnly: "You're right, it will be convenient for you to barge in the door upside down in the future."

Jing Xingzhi turned his head and bared his teeth at her: "Thank you so much for thinking so thoughtfully for me!"

"It has to be!" Nie Wushang said unceremoniously, "When I think about you calling me Uncle Master in the future, I feel that I should have more love for you."

"..." Jing Xingzhi discovered a problem. He seemed to have taken advantage of Qin Shojing's future daughter, but he seemed to have made himself shorter...

"Idiot!" Yang Chengji glanced at him coldly and went into the house to practice.

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In the Xuanwu Sacrifice Temple, the monks reached a preliminary cooperation agreement under the leadership of Master Yuan Mu that day. All the monks trapped in the temple should put aside their grudges for the time being and work together until they are out of trouble.

After resting for a few days, they were divided into teams according to their proximity to test the ghost cultivators. Twenty of them stayed behind, while the others went out and raided the formation. The members of each team cooperated closely, not trying to attack by force, but to hold on.

After making this arrangement, the monks put aside their prejudices and went out to the temple to test the strength of the ghost cultivators.

The result was very bad. These ghost cultivators had no consciousness and were not very strong individually. However, they seemed to have the instinct to fight. As soon as they discovered their popularity, they swarmed in. With this style of play, all of them, more than fifty people, were defeated. When we come out, we must fight one against two. Moreover, they carry a strange death energy, which is different from that of ordinary ghost cultivators. It is extremely corrosive. Once contaminated, it is difficult to force it out.

In the first test, twenty people were surrounded. In the end, one person died, two people were severely corrupted, and seven or eight people were slightly corrupted.

For the Nascent Soul cultivator, this was already a terrible casualty. This made everyone look grim and the atmosphere heavy.

It took three days to force out the life force from all the slightly corroded wounded. The two severely corroded people saved their lives, but lost their ability to fight.

The next test was even more cautious. Master Yuan Mu even went out in person, leaving only ten people to take care of him. The others all went out and tried to stay together and avoid direct contact with ghost cultivators to avoid the erosion of death energy.

With a targeted plan, many people took out some magic weapons to restrain ghost cultivators without reservation. This time the test was very successful, and even killed seven or eight ghost cultivators, but most of them were only slightly injured.

This great victory inspired the monks, and they finally gained some confidence in breaking out of the siege.

There were many injured, and they rested for ten days this time before taking action again. The monks arranged a series of measures in a targeted manner, leaving only a few people in the temple. They still returned with a great victory and killed five ghost cultivators. However, unfortunately, this time two or three people were seriously injured and more were slightly injured.

Ling Yunhe was confused: "We have experience, why are there more people injured?"

Master Yuan Mu thought for a long time and sighed: "We have ignored an important issue."

"What?"

"Resources." Master Yuan Mu said, "The ghost energy of these ghost cultivators is hard to guard against. If it is slightly corroded, it will not work if you rely on your own cultivation. You need to use elixirs, and elixirs are limited..." He said it euphemistically. , The fact is that after more than 20 years of consumption, the elixirs in the Nascent Soul stage are much more expensive, and each of them does not have much spare, which directly affects the speed of their recovery. If the ghost energy is not driven away, they will go into battle, their strength will be affected, and of course more people will be injured.

"What should we do?" Ling Yunhe pondered, "Allow more time to rest?"

Master Yuan Mu, as well as other elected temporary leaders, thought about it for a day, and finally decided to adopt Ling Yunhe's advice: extend the rest time, try to completely force out the ghost energy, and restore the strength before going out to sacrifice. A battle in the temple.

If they deliberately slowed down their pace, it would have taken them more than half a year to kill most of the ghost cultivators. (To be continued). ..

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