Aoyama sees me as I should

Wuxiu has four realms, which are Chu, Ya, Zong, and Xuan. Those who are above Xuan can ascend to immortality and enjoy the longevity of heaven forever.

Leaving aside how difficult it is to ascend, there are very few people who can do it just by breaking the realm. Like Ji Qingbai, who has reached the Profound Realm at a young age, there are not five in the whole world.

In Ji Qingbai's view, the formation of blood nourishing health is extremely sinister, only those with bad intentions and eager for quick success will use this formation to improve their cultivation.Although a group of people came from the other party, there was only one Wuxiu who broke the mirror, and the highest was only in the elegant realm.

Wuxiu, who was riding on a wild boar, was quite vigilant, but he recognized the identity of the disciple of the Longevity Yueqing Sect, arched his head and said: "It turns out that he is a senior of the Yueqing Sect. I don't know why he came to this small place called Songling?"

Ji Qingbai was too lazy to talk, but Chang Sheng behind him said indignantly: "What's the matter with your formation?!"

Wu Xiu faked a smile: "Little master, don't be fooled by this monster. This is the golden flame and phoenix that has been reincarnated for thousands of years. It is an extremely evil monster. Once released, it will be a disaster for all living beings."

Chang was angry and wanted to refute when he opened his mouth, Ji Qingbai's sword tip moved suddenly, and said coldly: "Using the blood of Jinyan Chifeng to supplement your cultivation, how can your actions be any better?"

These words were not polite at all, and the face of the other party was naturally ugly.

Throughout the ages, it is not uncommon to use the blood of monsters to nourish an array of sorcery, but it has always been despised by famous and righteous schools, especially holy monsters like Jinyan Chifeng. To be captured by someone with a heart to form a formation is the result of evil karma. In the next few years, the holy demon will not die, and it is doomed to become evil and become a demon, and the people will suffer.

It is impossible for martial arts practitioners to understand this truth, but human desires are endless, and demons are hard to get rid of. For a little bit of self-cultivation, even the blood of a holy demon would dare to conceive, let alone the safety of the common people in the world.

When Ji Qingbai said this, he clearly wanted to save the child.

How could Wu Xiu, who was riding a wild boar, let go of the fat so easily.

In order to protect Changsheng, Ji Qingbai set up a barrier in advance, and Changsheng carried the child on the horse, but was blocked by several villagers.

"Don't be soft-hearted." Ji Qingbai's voice came clearly, "They have long been in collusion with those martial arts cultivators, and they are no longer human beings."

It is not difficult for Ji Qingbai to deal with a martial artist who is below the sect, but it seems that because of the blood of the holy demon, the other party is not at a disadvantage for a while.

The martial arts weapon for riding a wild boar is a pair of copper hammers, when they hit Ji Qingbai's sword head-on, sparks were even sparked.

Ji Qingbai supported the sword with two fingers, took two steps away, and went up again, he hooked the tip of the sword, but the target was the horse under the opponent's crotch, only to hear the wild boar let out a mournful cry, and was beheaded by Ji Qingbai on the spot, bloody head Falling to the ground, the person on the pig rolled over and fell.

The other two martial artists entangled immediately, Ji Qingbai stepped left and right, turned around, and kicked one of them flying away. After a daze, the copper hammer hit his head again, Ji Qingbai leaned back on the ground, and kicked away with his toes. hammer handle.

Suddenly a strange fragrance came from the wind.

Ji Qingbai's intuition was wrong, so he hurriedly held his breath, but the martial artist was nowhere to be seen, and the fog blowing from nowhere covered his vision layer upon layer.

The tinnitus became louder and louder, Ji Qingbai shook his head, a white light flashed, and a sword struck his left shoulder.

"..." Ji Qingbai covered his sword wound and frowned slightly.

Ji Qingbai knows a little about the poison that can make people deaf. Fortunately, he doesn't inhale much, and he can recover on his own in a few days. If it were someone else, deafness is only the first step, and the next thing to wait is bleeding from the orifices and the poison. died.

These martial artists cooperated tacitly, probably killed countless people with this method, Ji Qingbai didn't dare to take it lightly, pulled out the universe in his sleeves, and sacrificed the magic weapon directly.

He is in the light, the enemy is in the dark, even if the magic weapon dispels the mist, the opponent can take advantage of the sneak attack, Ji Qingbai made a sword strike before, looked down, and sure enough the wound was black.

It's really a young person.Ji Qingbai thought disdainfully, if he can't beat him, he can just use poison, even his apprentice can't compare to him!

Complaining is nothing but complaints, at this time, I definitely can't drag myself any longer.

Ji Qingbai didn't wait for the fog to clear up, the corner of his eye flashed, and the sword's light surged, stabbing a martial artist directly.

The other party had a ferocious expression, opening and closing his mouth, Ji Qingbai showed no expression, because he couldn't hear anything.

The remaining two didn't know where to hide, Ji Qingbai didn't dare to take it lightly, the other party was obviously waiting for him to be poisoned, and they seemed extremely patient.

Chang Sheng outside the barrier did not know where he went, Ji Qingbai counted his fingers and felt relieved.

Both sides are suffering.

Ji Qingbai held his breath and concentrated on trying to force out the poison first, but it turned out that there seemed to be some magic weapon in the other party, and the fog gradually closed up again.

This is really more difficult than the old wretches in the lobby, Ji Qingbai thought with a gloomy face, he locked the half-forced poison near his heart veins, swallowed his blood forcefully, and raised his sword again.

Fortunately, this time, the other party lost patience before him.

The copper hammer hit the sword again, Ji Qingbai bent over, and the point of the sword was facing Wu Xiu's throat.

The other party looked horrified, and looked down at the bleeding sword numbly. Ji Qingbai kicked away the copper hammer, bent down and touched Wu Xiu's clothes, and when he couldn't find the antidote, his face turned ugly again.

The remaining martial artist was caught alive, he couldn't hear him, so he couldn't find out where the antidote was, so he could only tie him up and throw him aside.

Ji Qingbai hesitated for a while, but still did not remove the barrier, he didn't want to worry Changsheng, so he sat on the ground and prepared to continue to force the poison out.

The blood in the throat could no longer be suppressed, and he spat it out with a "wow".

The bound Wu Xiu seemed to be cursing something, Ji Qingbai was so happy that he forced the poison wholeheartedly.

Ji Qingbai gritted his teeth as several kinds of poisons were stuck together, his internal organs all ached in pain.

It's not going to work like this, Ji Qingbai was distracted thinking, or else he would abolish his cultivation and try to force the poison out...

While his thoughts were chaotic, Ji Qingbai suddenly opened his eyes, his barrier was broken at some point? !

Someone sat behind him, rubbing his palms against his back, but Ji Qingbai couldn't move at all.

The continuous essence came out from his spine, and instantly dissolved the poison in his body. Ji Qingbai only felt his ears roaring, and his whole body was covered in cold sweat. Hug up.

With his head down, he was held on his shoulders, and only the golden girdle of the man could be seen in the humiliation. Outside, Chang Sheng was sitting on a horse, holding a child monster in his arms, looking nervously at the man. .

"Your master has fainted." The man's voice was as cold as jade, and he opened his eyes and spoke nonsense.

Chang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, and said in relief: "I am grateful to Master for helping me."

The man didn't speak any more, he carried Ji Qingbai directly onto the horse, instead he held him in his arms and pinched his neck: "Don't move." With some smiles, he said slowly, "If you are disobedient, I will take your skin off."

Ji Qingbai: "..."

The dignified Misty Moon Hall Master, Xuanjing Martial Cultivator, Ji Qingbai is respected by many people, not to mention all.

I have never encountered anyone who dared to threaten to pick off his skin.

Xu was too annoyed, Ji Qingbai simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dizzy, the other party seemed to like his obedient obedience very much, and caressed his neck with the palm of his hand.

It was difficult to go home in the middle of the night, so Changsheng found a ruined temple and temporarily settled down.

The child's injury needs to be dealt with in time, and Ji Qingbai also needs to be taken care of. Changsheng took the master's pulse, and when he looked up, he found that Ji Qingbai had opened his eyes.

"Master?" Chang Sheng called him.

Ji Qingbai could only see his mouth opening and closing, but couldn't hear it, so he stretched out his fingertips and drew on his palm.

Chang Sheng understood, frowned and said, "I'll think of a way."

Ji Qingbai could almost guess the meaning, he looked around and saw the person who was carrying him.

The other party just happened to look over, with a half-smile in his eyes, and gently grabbed him.

"This is Master Nanwu." Chang Sheng was afraid that he would be wary, so he introduced, "I have traveled from the north to this point, if it weren't for him tonight, Master's poison would be hard to cure."

Ji Qingbai had heard of Nan Wu's name, and it was said that this was the first martial artist who broke through the Profound Realm, but this is too old a story, just like the legendary night tales, so far he has never seen Nan Wuzhen Tolerant people are still alive in the world.

Ji Qingbai was a little suspicious that this person might have ascended to immortality, if he was still in the flesh, he would be too young.

Although Wu Xiu has a long lifespan, he has not yet reached the realm of immortals, and lived as long as the sky. Although Nan Wu is sitting in the ruined temple at this moment, it is as if he is in a sea of ​​flowers.

Ji Qingbai opened his mouth, thinking of his tone of threatening to skin him just now, the words of thanks went around without uttering.

His face was sullen, his expression was cold and clear, reflecting the candlelight, he was somewhat similar to the immeasurable Buddha statues in this temple.

Nan Wu laughed again: "I haven't asked the Venerable's name yet."

Changsheng valued rules, and honestly wrote and drew in Ji Qingbai's palm.

Ji Qingbai lowered his eyes, got some incense ash on his fingertips, and scratched a few times on the ground.

Nan Wu glanced at it, then smiled again in a low voice.

Ji Qingbai withdrew it expressionlessly, hiding his fingertips in his sleeves.

Changsheng glanced at the two of them for no reason, seeing that he couldn't see what was going on, he could only go back to take care of the child.

Ji Qingbai closed his eyes, and was about to squint for a while, when suddenly a cold fragrance wafted to the tip of his nose.

"..." Ji Qingbai opened his eyes, staring blankly at Nan Wu who was about to stick to him.

The latter didn't take half a step back, his eyes wandered over his face.

Nan Wu opened his mouth, but Ji Qingbai couldn't hear any sound, he could only vaguely see a mouth shape.

It seems to be the word "Qingbai".