Cannon fodder's counterattack

A month later.

"hiss!"

With a low cry, Yuan Yihuan finally woke up from her coma. She rubbed her sore head and looked at the spacious and dry cave around her.

where is this?

Is she saved?

She sat up, glanced at Shi Yuyao and the others who were still unconscious next to her, and carefully stood up and walked out without disturbing them.

Outside the cave, a transparent barrier blocked her way, and also blocked the power of the fairy spirits that filled the secret realm.

Qinglan and the others disappeared. In desperation, she could only return to the cave again to check her physical condition.

Her mind sank, and after looking inside, she found that the injuries in her body had long since healed, and there seemed to be no change except for the pale golden blood all over her body.

wrong!

Her cultivation has soared to the late stage of the Golden Core, and is even close to the peak of the Golden Core. How long has passed? It has only been four years since she formed the Golden Core. This speed is a bit too fast!

If this continues, will my cultivation become too frivolous?

While she was thinking wildly, there was a soft sound outside. She quickly looked around and saw Qinglan and others walking in.

She immediately stood up and bowed respectfully, "This disciple has met Master Shigong, Junheng Daojun, and Mingxin Daojun."

Ming Xin nodded gently, while Jun Heng waved his hand casually and said jokingly: "Qinglan, your little girl is much better behaved than you."

Qinglan ignored him, walked over and grabbed Yuan Yihuan's wrist, and explored her body with spiritual energy.

"Yes, my body has almost recovered. Although my cultivation has increased rapidly, it has not left any hidden dangers."

She let go of her hand and threw a jade slip over, "Your friends are still unconscious. In the meantime, you just stay in the cave and practice this technique."

"Yes." Yuan Yihuan held the jade slip tightly, followed, and said hesitantly: "Master, I..."

"The body of a demigod!"

"What?" She looked at Qinglan doubtfully.

Qinglan gave her a helpless slap, came to the corner of the cave, and sat cross-legged, "Don't you just want to ask what happened to the blood in your body?"

"Yes." She leaned forward and surrounded Qinglan in a flattering manner, "Master, what is going on? Also, where is Taoist Master Jingwei, have you killed her?"

"No."

"Ah, there are so many of you, why haven't you killed her yet?"

Yuan Yihuan frowned. This was a scourge. She was the one behind everything. If he let the tiger go back to the mountain, he would probably set off another demonic trend in the world of cultivation.

"Do you think the Void Refining cultivator is so easy to kill?"

Qinglan rolled her eyes at her, "For ordinary people to cultivate, refining energy and transforming it is to refine Qi, which is considered as a hurdle. Refining Qi and transforming into spirit is to refine Yuan Ying, which is considered as a hurdle. Refining spirit to transform into void is to refine void, which is another hurdle. The final hurdle is to refine the emptiness and combine the Tao, finally achieve the Mahayana, undergo the ninety-nine tribulations of heaven, and ascend to the immortal world."

"As long as a cultivator has a trace of his soul alive, he can reshape his body and undergo Nirvana and rebirth. Not to mention that woman who is as cunning as a fox, Ling Lanfeng, has already planned her escape route. Even if we work together to capture her soul, She can also quietly seize the body and place the clone in the demon world through the soul contract."

"Unless we kill the clone at the same time, she will still have a chance to come back."

Speaking of this, Qinglan paused for a moment, then gave her another thought, and said with lingering fear: "First of all, tell me honestly, how did you get here, and how much do you know about Ling Lanfeng?"

"Every one of you is not very capable, but your ability to cause trouble is quite big. If you dare to travel through the world, you won't be afraid of being minced by space storms!"

Seeing her downcast face, Yuan Yihuan was not afraid. He rubbed his forehead with a smile, hugged her arm and shook her, "Master, your disciple, I am also impatient."

She told everything about Shi Yuyao and Su Xin, and also mentioned Han Ziqi.

"That's probably why we thought of looking for you because we were worried about you being plotted by Jingwei."

After saying that, she smiled proudly, "Besides, we managed to get it right, so everyone is fine."

Seeing her proud expression, Qinglan rarely struck her.

Indeed, they were able to stand here intact thanks to these little babies. If Yuan Yihuan and others had not delayed a few breaths at that time, they would not have been able to break out of the formation.

Although Ling Lanfeng was allowed to escape in the end, her identity had been exposed and the buried conspiracy had surfaced. The four major sects could also take precautions in the future.

After all, her young apprentice is smart and keen, and he noticed something was wrong early on. When she returns, she must ask the head senior brother to record a merit for the young apprentice!

After talking about the business, Yuan Yihuan asked again: "Master, what is the demigod body you just mentioned?"

"You are now a piece of delicious fat, and everyone who sees it wants to take a bite." Qinglan sighed and explained the advantages and disadvantages of the demigod body to her.

"So now your task is to quickly practice the techniques I gave you. The Soul-Destroying Technique can mask your physique. Unless someone specifically checks your body, they will not easily find out anything wrong with your blood."

After hearing this, Yuan Yihuan immediately became serious. Originally, she wanted to ask what to do with that task, but she was not in a hurry for the time being. She had better hide the golden blood that was like a universal elixir first!

She retreated to one side and quietly practiced the Soul-Destroying Technique. Qinglan did not disturb her. After discussing with Jingyang and others, she prepared to return to the sect immediately after the children woke up.

After all, Jingwei is an elder of Fengyuan Sect. Over the years, she has placed countless informants in various sects. For the sake of the peace of Cangming Realm, it is better to find them all as soon as possible.

Shi Yuyao and others were still digesting the power of the immortal spirits in their bodies. During this period, Qinglan and the others once again swept through the Immortal Ruins and looted many treasures of the fallen immortals.

A month later, several people woke up one after another, and their cultivation levels unexpectedly advanced to the first level. Yuan Yihuan also perfected the Art of Obliterating God.

Under normal circumstances, as long as they are not Mahayana monks, other monks will not be able to detect abnormalities in her blood.

Yuan Yihuan finally mentioned their mission.

"The path to ascension is broken. This is not easy to deal with. Why did you take on such a ridiculous task?" Jun Heng looked at several people and shook his head and sighed, "They all seem to be smart little kids. Why can't you think so hard?"

"Master!" Han Lu glared at him.

Just forget it if you don't think of a solution, why are you still gloating about others' misfortune!

"Hey, unfilial son!" Jun Heng slapped him on the back of the head, "Why are you talking to Master!"

Han Lu received a slap from him and glared at him angrily, then moved his steps and stood next to Yuan Yihuan.

Seeing this, Jun Heng immediately turned his head away in disgust.

Boy dolls are not fun at all, they are not as pretty and cute as girl dolls, and they don’t know how to act coquettishly. Why did he accept such a disgusting thing in the first place!

Qinglan caught sight of Han Lu's movements, her eyes flickered, and she subconsciously pulled Yuan Yihuan over. Her own cabbage was so juicy that she couldn't just let it be eaten by a pig.

Yuan Yihuan was confused for a moment, not knowing what Qinglan meant, but seeing that she didn't speak, he stood beside her obediently, waiting for the big bosses to come up with a solution for them.