Villain: I am not good at fighting.

"One last question. In all these years since we met, have you ever liked me, even for a moment?"

When Guan Yaotian said this, his eyes were fixed on Mo Yuncanghai.

Mo Yuncanghai seemed determined to make this man give up completely. He put one hand on the jade and held Nalan Qingluo beside him with the other.

"Yes~"

As soon as she finished speaking, the jade stone began to flash, indicating that she was lying, and Guan Yaotian's heart was completely broken.

"Hahaha... Master Miaowu, I'm going to Black Wind Road first. Please let my fellow disciples tell me if you have any arrangements."

I closed my eyes and opened them again as if in another world. Guan Yaotian walked out of the palace gate without looking back, like the bleak autumn wind.

"Guan Yaotian, the green light illuminates the sky, tsk tsk tsk tsk ..."

Guan Yaotian had just left when an inopportune voice of ridicule was heard in the hall. Nalan Qingluo raised her eyebrows and looked towards the source of the voice.

Among the disciples who were building their foundation, there stood a "woman" wearing heavy makeup. She had a slender figure, broad shoulders, and a strong body, without any of the delicateness of a woman.

Before Nalan Qingluo could point out the boy dressed as a woman, Zhao Jing, the skilled woman beside her, asked first:

"Ping Qiu, why are you here?"

This one sentence made him the target of everyone's criticism, but this foundation-building boy was not afraid. He cast a spell to wipe off the makeup on his face, revealing a sunny face.

"Aunt Zhao, Uncle Qingluo, I am here to kill monsters, hehe, kill monsters."

Nalan Qingluo was so angry when she saw the boy's unruly appearance that she shouted:

"Fang Pingqiu, stop laughing in front of me. I think you are tired of living. How dare you tease a Jindan cultivator!"

"Qingluo, why are you so generous to the juniors?"

Zhao Jing pulled Fang Pingqiu behind her and glared at Nalan Qingluo. Nalan Qingluo was immediately speechless. Behind Zhao Jing, Fang Pingqiu kept making faces at her.

Hey, brat!

"Jing'er, my dear, this kid is full of energy and has a perfect foundation. He probably wants to get rich and gain by taking risks, and use the power of monsters to break through to the Jindan stage."

This is an extremely dangerous way of breakthrough, seeking a glimmer of opportunity between life and death. If successful, one can defeat the inner demons and break the shackles to advance to the stage of Dan.

If you fail, you will die and your soul will be destroyed. Usually, only a reckless person who has cultivated his body would take such a risky approach.

Most cultivators who want to build their foundation and break through to the Dan stage will choose to go into seclusion to examine their souls and eliminate their inner demons, which is what Taoists often call "knocking on the gate of the heart."

Zhao Jing heard this and examined Fang Pingqiu's Qi Sea with her consciousness. She sighed softly and said to Nalan Qingluo:

"No big deal, I'll just keep an eye on it."

Fang Pingqiu is the son of Fang Jianyi. Zhao Jing is also a disciple of Lin Luo in Luoxia Mountain and they have the same master.

Ever since someone from the Daotian Sect outside the territory came and forcibly took Xie Xiaoyu away a hundred years ago, Fang Jianyi has been practicing swordsmanship like a possessed person, and has ignored his son.

Therefore, Fang Pingqiu was almost entirely raised by his fellow disciples in Luoxia Mountain. He was usually wild, unruly, and a frequent troublemaker.

At this time, a stream of light flew in from outside the hall, and disappeared into Master Miaowu's hand in a flash. Miaowu's face suddenly became solemn, and he interrupted Nalan Qingluo who was about to speak and said:

"Master Nalan, the Black Wind Beast Tide has erupted, and it is stronger than the last time. Can you provide us with support as soon as possible?"

"Okay, Master, I'll set off right away!"

The situation was urgent. Nalan Qingluo didn't care about Fang Pingqiu and asked directly about the area where the Miaowu beast tide broke out, and then led everyone into the air.

Just as Nalan Qingluo and his party left, the disciples of the Hehuan Sect arrived. Miao Wu simply saluted and said:

"Donor Helian, Daoxuan's reinforcements have just headed for the border of Fengyu Country. Could you please ask Donors Hehuan to go to the north side of Huoluo Country?

We only need to hold out for three days, and my disciples from Lingtai Temple will be able to seal the space cracks elsewhere and free up our hands."

Helian Xu said nothing more and led the disciples of the Hehuan Sect to the northern border of the Huo Luo Kingdom. At the same time, he took out the jade message talisman to inform the distraught Guan Yaotian.

The border of Fengyu Kingdom.

When Nalan Qingluo and his party arrived, the earth was pitch black and surging outward. Thirty miles away, there were two huge space cracks, with black Yellow Spring water flowing through them.

Several monks from Lingtai Temple ignored the beast tide and were setting up a formation to use the power of faith to repair the enlarged space cracks.

"Jing'er, Canghai, I'm afraid we have to help the disciples of Lingtai Temple to suppress the expansion of the cracks."

Whenever a beast tide breaks out, cutting off the expansion of space cracks is the key to suppressing the beast tide from becoming a disaster. After the space cracks are closed.

These irrational mad beasts are nothing but lambs to be slaughtered, walking materials.

"Ah."

There was some hesitation on Zhao Jing's face, but she still chose to put Daju first. Nalan Qingluo nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the people who were building their foundations behind her.

He said to a woman in the late foundation building stage in the crowd who was wearing a red dress, had snow-white hair and a few wrinkles on her face:

"Hongying, you are an old foundation-building disciple. You are in charge of all these foundation-building disciples. You must stop the beast tide."

Then Nalan Qingluo turned to voice transmission.

"Hongying, keep an eye on Fang Pingqiu."

"Yes, Senior Sister Nalan!"

Mu Hongying nodded in agreement and tightened the spear in her hand, still showing some of the heroic spirit of her youth. She had been stuck at the bottleneck of foundation building for more than a hundred years and had been unable to break through.

As a result, Liehuoshan Mu Hongying faded out of everyone's sight, was gradually marginalized, and became an unremarkable late foundation building cultivator in Daoxuan Sect.

After the master left this world, the inner demon lay dormant like a wild animal in hibernation, but Mu Hongying had been completely eroded by the inner demon before, so she had no self-awareness.

Over the past hundred years, no matter how hard he tried and no matter how many resources he used, he was unable to overcome the barrier of his heart and advance to the Jindan stage.

The upper limit of the life span of a foundation-building cultivator is 200 years. Mu Hongying is already over 150 years old this year, so it can be said that her life span is almost over.

Nalan Qingluo, who was in the middle stage of Jindan, took Zhao Jing, who was in the early stage of Jindan, and Mo Yuncanghai, who was in the middle stage of Jindan, to a space crack thirty miles away.

Mu Hongying divided a dozen foundation-building disciples into three small teams, each of which defended one side. She personally led Fang Pingqiu and her last disciple Qi Xiulian.

Wandering around, he mainly looks for monsters that haven't gone crazy yet, those dangerous creatures that know how to lurk and wait for an opportunity to strike.

Whenever monks died while resisting the beast tide, it was because of these monsters that had not yet gone completely crazy.

"Xiulian, you are responsible for sensing, Pingqiu, you are the main attacker, and the old woman will be your scout."

Mu Hongying's voice, with the vicissitudes of life accumulated over the years, has an indescribable steadiness.

"Uncle Hongying, I heard that you also knew my mother back then. Can you tell me about her?"

When Fang Pingqiu was still an infant, Xie Xiaoyu was taken away by Daotianmen from outside the domain. From childhood to adulthood, he only knew about his mother's image from the fragmentary words of others.

A somewhat overbearing, generous, protective woman with purple eyes. It is said that she has two sisters who depend on each other.

Li Zhiyun was also taken away by the Daotianmen from outside the domain. It was said that she was a mortal without spiritual roots.

Liu Muqing, the mastermind behind the White Lotus Cult a hundred years ago, plundered Yikong City, destroyed the Holy Beast Mountain, and stole the relics. He is an unforgivable demon.

I heard that he finally died in the space turbulence of Black Wind Road.