Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure: 100|99.1
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After Feilaifeng was uplifted, the clouds swept away from the next station.
The journey was not smooth. Qingqiu and Ziyundao didn’t have too many monsters before, but as they went deep into the hinterland of the Yuntian realm, within less than three days, they encountered a wave of monsters almost every day.
The golden feathers and butterflies fluttering across the sky are like tides, and hundreds of flying peaks are like fish in the tides. There are hundreds of millions of them. Almost each of these monsters has the strength to build a foundation, and there are countless more. The unclear Jin Dan Yuan Ying was mixed in, and Feilai Peak had to stop to the ground, entrenched in formation to resist.
That kind of horror made all the disciples of the first expedition uncomfortable, and even Feng Qingxiu was somewhat suppressed.
“This is the Golden Feather Butterfly. They return from the North Sea to the Cloud Sky Territory to reproduce once every ten years, to lay their eggs in the Fire Territory, and return to the North Sea with the young birds in the next year. They are food for countless great monsters along the way,” The monk explained to the disciples who came here for the first time, “Recently it is the migration season of many monster races. Many of their routes will collide, and they will kill each other on the road. Only the most powerful monster can reach the goal. Land.”
Feng Qingxiu was listening, he was controlling Feilaifeng, and he could feel the power of the beast tide the most. The guarding formation method consumes the spirit stone according to the attack received. This spirit stone will be consumed. I was shocked just looking at it.
Ji Yunlai was also aroused to hear him. He had long wanted to go outside and walk around. Now Xiaoqing is accompanied by him. Although it is just a separation of souls, he also feels that the world is so beautiful.
He is just a phantom, no one can see him except his apprentice Xiaoqing.
In addition to looking at the scenery, he is looking at Xiaoqing, and he found that as long as he stared at Xiaoqing for a while, his ears would turn red. When staring at him for an hour, he would be a little temperamental, easy to be aggressive, and very cute.
Sometimes he is very serious when he is alone in the yard to understand the swordsmanship he taught him. It’s just that his understanding is too much. Previously, he was mostly in theory in the outer door. It’s okay. When he learns formally, he can learn it. If you don’t learn it, it’s just like you’re reviewing.
Seeing his apprentice playing with his invisible sword aura without hindrance, Ji Yun came on a whim, thinking that since Xiaoqing’s progress in cultivation is under his control, he still needs a few more skills to protect himself, so Raising his hand gently, a sword intent popped out.
Feng Qingxiu felt it instantly, raised her hand to catch it, and looked at her master in doubt.
“Come on, teach you some fun tricks.” Ji Yun stretched out his hand and drew a wonderful arc in the sky over an orchid in the courtyard. The slow speed seemed to wipe off the dew on the flowers in the morning. . But Feng Qingxiu could see clearly, as if there was an invisible breath that was slowly brought out from his hand, the next second, the sudden change occurred, all the light in front of him seemed to dim for a moment, and the circle that was crossed by the master Arc, in such a short time, seemed to have taken away the light in his eyes.
Then he saw that the orchid withered and faded at an extremely fast rate, and the flowers fell into mud.
“This kind of sword can only be used in the realm of human immortals or demon saints. In a short space, if you master a little time flow, Su Wan can control your sword aura. This is the method used. I thought for a long time. , Although the requirements for comprehension are a bit high, if you learn it, you will benefit a lot from the enemy in the future.” Ji Yun came back and said slowly.
Then he saw the disciple’s eyes gleaming, and he admired: “Master, please teach me!”
“Why don’t you rush this now, by the way, I haven’t seen a gift to my apprentice recently.” Ji Yunlai smiled.
Feng Qingxiu’s ears are red, her eyes are sharp, and her face is cold: “If you gave me the trim that I lost as a gift, I’m sorry I have lost that thing where you can’t find it. .”
The apprentice is getting less and less cute. Ji Yun came to stare at the apprentice. It’s a pity. You put it in your little box, but he said he was lost…
Feng Qingxiu was watched for a while, tolerated and tolerated, finally unbearable: “Do you teach me? Don’t teach me to go.”
Ji Yun came here to demonstrate to his apprentice at a very slow speed.
Feng Qingxiu did it once, but halfway through it, she couldn’t do it anymore, as if there was a force in the air that prevented him from continuing. Once she tried too hard, her movements would be inaccurate and invalid.
Ji Yunlai frowned slightly, walked behind his apprentice, held his wrist, and traced where he couldn’t do it.
This movement seems to be slow, but to grasp the Taoist rhyme in the void, it is not easy to learn.
I did it for a day, but my apprentice didn’t even learn it.
Ji Yun came to let go of the apprentice’s hand, thinking about where the problem was.
Then the apprentice fell to the ground with a snap.
“What’s the matter?” Ji Yun stretched out his hand to help him.
Feng Qingxiu was silent for a while, lowered her head, her eyes were a little confused and a little flustered, she calmed her mind, stood up, and politely said: “Master, the apprentice is tired. Let’s practice again tomorrow.”
Hey, how can a person who is cultivating get tired so easily?
Ji Yunlai glanced at his apprentice and nodded: “Then take a rest.”
Feng Qingxiu then retreated, went back to the room, and posted another talisman to the door-after putting hundreds of talisman in one breath last time, the master taught him, and next time you need to *post one. Just like Zhang, this kind of thing is to guard against the gentleman but not the villain.
So if you post one, Master won’t come in.
He then let go of control, letting his heart beat wildly, silently covering his face.
Too, too rude, when Master leaned behind and gave him instructions, he actually wanted to fall into Master’s arms.
The whole person is in a trance, forget it, the master actually fell to the ground when he let go!
I can’t live anymore.
How can I feel that the smell on Master’s body is so comfortable!
He obviously has no taste in his soul and body!
He fell on the bed, unrequited, and felt like he was going to be crazy when he went down this time.
I don’t even want to hit the shadow dancing ecstatically on the wall.
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When I got up early, Feng Qingxiu felt that she had another dream.
I can’t remember what’s in the dream, but the tent of the bottom pants is very high in the morning.
It is best for low-ranking monks not to vent the Yuan Yang, so Feng Qingxiu silently recites the Heart-Cleaning Mantra for a quarter of an hour to let it disappear.
Then went to take a bath in the warm soup behind the yard and changed clothes.
“How far is it?” the suddenly soft voice next to him asked.
Feng Qingxiu was startled, and the invisible sword energy spontaneously flew out.
Yang Yinyin instinctively avoided, but this sword aura not only looks fast, but also looks like a ghost. The latter comes first, and it reaches the vital point between his eyebrows before he sets off the circle and stimulates his own defense. Stop.
“It’s you!” Thinking of the previous clothes trap, Feng Qingxiu’s lips curled up. He was about to take the time to find him. Since he came on his own initiative…then you don’t have to be polite.
The invisible sword aura burst out in an instant, and it all broke out, like a torrential rain pear blossom, which turned upside down in an instant.
Yang Yuyin looked a little nostalgic, the formations all over his body piled up, and countless sparks collided in the void between the electric light and flint, Tang Quan instantly evaporated most of it, and the white water vapor spread instantly.
“You will thank me in the future,” Yang Xinyin felt that the second master’s sword aura seemed to have a new level of strength, and then thought about his talent ability to call the head master at will, stepped back and took it. Write out a letter, “Did you write this?”
The note is indeed his own, but Feng Qingxiu just raised his eyes slightly, and his shadow on the ground has already shaken the same letter in his hand.
Yang Yuyin looked at the empty fingertips, shrugged and said: “Don’t be so mad, come, let’s talk.”
“Then first explain why you do such a thing!” Feng Qingxiu said coldly.
“Don’t make it so misleading,” Yang Xinyin instinctively kept a safe distance and explained gently, “Let’s put it this way, I love the boss, so I want you to test it.”
“What! You?” Feng Qingxiu was really surprised this time, “How can you think like this? He is, he is…”
“Why not, I adore me, don’t try, how do you know that he is unwilling?” Yang Chenyin’s tone was as simple as saying “Ah, this letter is so difficult, I want to conquer him”.
“Impossible!” Feng Qingxiu was sullen.
“Then you come to stop me. Return the letter to me.” Yang Yinyin stretched out his hand.
Feng Qingxiu opened the letter and saw that there were trees and branches in the mountains inside, and I didn’t know what Xinyuejun Xijun didn’t know.
I raised my hand and burned.
“If you don’t want me to take action, just guard the master.” Yang Yuyin smiled slightly and turned to leave.
Only when I turned around, I saw the Lord of Kun-Lai with an indifferent face behind him.
Senior Brother Yang was overjoyed. He was about to bow to the Master, when he saw that in the next second, a big hand stretched out in the void and instantly carried him back to his Feilai Peak.
Ji Yunlai didn’t speak, but just went to his disciple, silently touched his head, and joked: “A disciple is enough. Don’t worry, Master will not look for a little fairy outside.”
Feng Qingxiu red her ears again and nodded, but she seems to feel that something is wrong…
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On the Peak of Chasing Clouds, a vertical scroll of “The Holy One cherishes an inch of yin, everyone cherishes the yin, there are still nineteen days to count down in 20 days” hanging on the cliff.
Nightingale knocked the melon seeds on the branch, watching the scene of fiery dryness on the tree.
“If it weren’t for me to find you, you still can’t come out in the city, it’s a mistake!” While he knocked, he also taught his brother.
“That snake demon is too annoying,” the black snake ate a treasure hunter, with a look of disgust, “less meat and more bones, not as good as Kun-Lai Rats.”
“He said that he will wait for you when he returns to the cloud. Then there will be all kinds of food and a mighty body to satisfy you. Why don’t you go with him?” Nightingale laughed at her brother, “Just married Mrs. Snake.”
“I didn’t stop him at the time, he was about to eat you, stop making trouble, okay?” The black snake sweated profusely and pushed his brother with his tail. “Don’t make trouble, or it will be troublesome if you fall. “
Downstairs is a group of Qingnvfeng disciples studying injuries. One of them looked at them disgustingly after hearing this: “Don’t worry, we are not interested in monsters.”
Then turned his head again and smiled at another prisoner: “Come on, fight a game. If you win, you don’t have to stay in Yaofeng for these three days.”
“Say counts?” The captive asked calmly with sweat on his forehead.
“Of course, when the time comes to Yundu, I will send you back unharmed.” The doctor smiled as kindly as a mortal doctor.
“Okay!” The captive immediately drew his sword, fighting vigorously.
It was immediately a battle of life and death.
Nightingale ate another melon seed, and shook her head regretfully. These silly children don’t stay in Yaofeng, but go to Poison Peak Danfeng. Kun-Lai’s meat will only rot in her own bowl, and there are only 19 days left , How could it let you rest for three days?