Senior brothers, please stop abusing me. I'm going to change my ways to be merciless.

Fan Li couldn't resist them and was pushed into the spiritual spring.

She made up her mind that if she got anything good in the future, she would never forget them.

The spiritual spring was very shallow. When Fan Li sat down cross-legged, the water level only reached her waist.

It's icy cool, but very comfortable.

There was a lot of spiritual liquid, and in order to absorb it as quickly as possible, Fan Li also summoned the golden tiger to absorb it together.

With Zhou Ming and Ye Wushuang around, Fan Li was completely relieved to leave the rest to them and entered the state of cultivation with peace of mind.

Before this, she had only heard of the name of the spiritual liquid, but had never had the opportunity to see it with her own eyes, let alone touch and absorb it.

A long-lost memory suddenly floated into my mind.

In her previous life, Song Xixi got a lot of spiritual liquid from somewhere and generously distributed it to her senior brothers and sisters and junior brothers and sisters in the sect, winning the favor of many people.

True Man Yunmeng always praises his young disciple to everyone for how sensible and generous he is, and how he is the lucky star of the sect.

He vowed that the sect's future glory would be inseparable from Song Xixi's contribution.

The disciples who received the spiritual liquid also praised Song Xixi to the sky.

Of course, Song Xixi also gave her a drop of spiritual liquid.

But before she could even see it, it was snatched away by her third senior brother Shen Rong.

"What qualifications do you have to enjoy Junior Sister's things?"

"She gave it to you, and you really have the nerve to accept it. You stole so many things from her and it's not enough. How can you be so shameless?"

"Fan Li, I'm warning you, stop thinking about Junior Sister's things, or I'll make you feel worse than death!"

Shen Rong's distorted face and his sinister voice were as clear as if they happened just yesterday.

To be honest, Fan Li has forgotten how he felt at that time.

Maybe she was angry, maybe she felt wronged, but now she was numb.

Strands of pure energy flow like streams, seeping through the pores of the whole body, entering the meridians of the whole body, and then converging at the dantian, releasing warm and powerful energy.

This feeling was wonderful, and Fan Li quickly entered a state of ecstasy.

The process of absorbing spiritual liquid cannot be interrupted by anyone, otherwise all the efforts will be wasted.

Zhou Ming used his spiritual power to create a protective shield for Fan Li, isolating her from all external factors that might affect her, and then stood upright at the entrance of the passage to protect her.

Ye Wushuang was responsible for digging chalcedony.

One is a guardian, one is a treasure hunter, and one is an on-the-spot absorber, with a clear division of labor.

After a while, people came into the cave.

Two footsteps were heard.

Someone's coming so soon?!

Zhou Ming and Ye Wushuang became alert at the same time.

They keenly noticed that one of them was in the late Jindan stage, but the other one was unknown.

The two looked at each other and prepared for a tough battle.

No matter what, it cannot affect Fan Li!

Then Su Muqing, wearing a blue dress with cloud patterns, and Song Xixi, wearing a white Liuxian skirt, appeared together.

Seeing that it was one of their own and not another cultivator, both of them breathed a sigh of relief and let down their guard.

When Song Xixi saw the sparkling chalcedony in the cave, she couldn't contain her excitement.

But when she saw Ye Wushuang and Zhou Ming, her excitement was replaced by surprise.

How did these two people find this place?

"Senior Brother Su, Junior Sister Song."

According to etiquette, Zhou Ming still greeted them, but Ye Wushuang raised his chin and neither stepped forward to greet them nor said hello.

He turned around and continued to dig for chalcedony.

Su Muqing was shocked by the amount of chalcedony in the cave and couldn't help but get excited: "I just realized there were people in the cave and thought we were too late. Now that I see it's you, I feel much more at ease."

Zhou Ming was not a talkative person, so he smiled politely and said nothing.

Song Xixi's eyes revealed greed as she sighed, "There are so many chalcedony trees. I'm afraid we won't be able to dig them all even if we dig till tomorrow."

Zhou Ming knew what she meant by that. With so many chalcedony, she wanted to get a share.

Zhou Ming replied calmly: "Yes, it is a lot."

Ye Wushuang had sharp ears and was also clever. When he heard what Song Xixi said, his hands moved even faster.

Bang, bang, bang—the knocking sounds came one after another, with an echo.

Even if she couldn't dig it all out, she would dig out all the top-quality chalcedony and leave only the junk.

Song Xixi was still waiting for them to take the initiative to invite her to dig for chalcedony together, but after Zhou Ming said this, he didn't say anything else and didn't even move.

The smile on Song Xixi's face was almost gone.

She couldn't help but complain in her heart.

The people in Lingxiao Peak are too stingy.

With so much chalcedony, they are unwilling to share even a little bit. After all, they are from the same sect! They are not outsiders!

Song Xixi looked down upon their miserly behavior.

She was secretly complaining in her heart, but she still put on a smiling face.

"Brother Zhou, can we go in and take a look?"

What’s chalcedony? The spiritual liquid is the real thing!

For this treasure, she also prepared a jade gourd specifically for storing spiritual liquid in advance.

Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.

Zhou Ming said: "Of course."

As he said this, he stepped aside.

Song Xixi was secretly delighted, and she took Su Muqing's hand and was about to go over, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Fan Li not far away.

His smile suddenly froze, his head buzzed, and it took him a while to find his voice.

"Fan Li...why is Seventh Senior Sister there?"

Zhou Ming politely replied, "Junior Sister Fan is absorbing the spiritual fluid. Junior Sister Song can watch from the sidelines, but just don't disturb her."

Song Xixi heard the answer she least wanted to hear.

The blood rushed up and blocked my chest, making me feel dizzy.

Angry.

Damn it, she was a step late!

Su Muqing saw that she was pale and hurriedly supported her, worried and distressed: "Junior Sister?"

Zhou Ming asked curiously, "Everything is fine, what happened to Junior Sister Song?"

Su Muqing helped her sit aside and explained for her: "Junior sister has always been in poor health. I think she is too tired these days and worried and frightened, so she is not feeling well."

Song Xixi pressed her hands on her chest and leaned weakly on Su Muqing's shoulder, her face pale.

It doesn't look like a show.

Zhou Ming said, "If that's the case, why let her come to the secret realm to train? Wouldn't that be even worse for her?"

It seems like concern, but in fact it is a roundabout way of saying that if you are not feeling well, just stay in the sect. What's the point of running out except to make yourself suffer and trouble others?

Su Muqing naturally didn't hear the hidden meaning. He looked at the little junior sister and said softly, "The little junior sister is not the kind of person who seeks comfort and pleasure. She works very hard."

Zhou Ming: “…”

Ye Wushuang tapped the chalcedony with his hands and muttered quietly, "What is she trying to do? Trying to act coquettish and weak?"

This complaint was not heard by anyone.

Song Xixi's mind was completely drawn to the spiritual liquid and Fan Li, so she didn't notice the sarcasm in Zhou Ming's words.

......

Not long after, someone else came into the cave.

But this time it's not one of our own, it's the enemy.

Led by a green-robed monk, there were seven or eight other people following behind him.

They are a group of casual cultivators, but they exude an evil aura.

The green-robed monk held the knife, looked at the treasure in the cave, squinted his eyes, raised his head, sniffed the air, and said happily, "Immortal fluid! It's spiritual fluid!"

His voice was as sharp and unpleasant as his shifty appearance.

A group of people looked greedy and excited and couldn't help but step forward.

The next moment, there was a loud bang!

The pressure from the middle and late Jindan stages appeared at the same time!

Before the people could react, they were all knocked back several steps. Their minds instantly became clear and their eyes became much clearer.

The green-robed monk was the least affected. He glared at the two blue-robed monks in front of him, looking at them with ill intent, and immediately realized that they were disciples of orthodox sects.

I'm so unlucky that I happened to meet a guy in the Jindan stage.

Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. Zhou Ming sneered, "Get out of here!"

If it weren't for Fan Li, he would never let these evil cultivators go!

The Haoran Sword made a buzzing sound in his hand. If he hadn't tried hard to control it, it would have rushed out and wiped out all these evil spirits.

Su Muqing also drew his sword, his face stern and imposing without even being angry.

Ye Wushuang also stood in front of Fan Li and twisted his wrist.

The evil cultivators looked at each other warily, each with their own ulterior motives.

The presence of two Jindan-stage cultivators in front of them did indeed intimidate them to a certain extent, causing them to consider retreating.

Among these people, except for the green-clothed cultivator who is in the Jindan stage, the others are all foundation-building cultivators.

Under normal circumstances, they would take a detour without hesitation when they saw these orthodox monks, but what was before them now were rare treasures that they would never be able to touch in their lifetime.

They were unwilling to leave like this!

Everyone was waiting for the green-robed monk to speak.

When Song Xixi encountered an evil cultivator for the first time, all kinds of terrifying legends about them flashed through her mind, and she hid behind him in fear.

The green-robed monk lifted his hair behind his back, looked at Zhou Ming and Su Muqing with a pair of slender eyes, and made a sound that was neither male nor female.

"My dear brothers, it would be a waste to give such a good thing as spiritual fluid to that little hoof. It would be better to give it to me."

Ye Wushuang pouted, "Disgusting things! Are you evil cultivators worthy of using spiritual fluids?"

"Humph, since we can't talk, then we can only kill people and steal the treasure!"

The green-robed monk took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

not good.

Zhou Ming's face changed and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

The green-robed monk's momentum soared, and his black hair flew wildly behind him. In just a few breaths, he soared from the early stage of Jindan to the peak of the late Jindan stage!

The evil cultivators behind him followed suit and swallowed a handful of pills as if they were giving it their all.

In the blink of an eye, they all turned into Jindan monks!

These evil cultivators are really crazy!