Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

Optimus Prime is divided into three phases.

In the first stage, monks can still fly with the sword.

In the second stage, the surrounding environment began to become harsh.

The miasma is rampant, the mist locks the fairy mountain, and there are even fierce beasts and swamp kings entrenched. The road is difficult and difficult to climb.

There are often monks who intend to visit Xianzong, climb the Optimus Pillar, encounter danger, and die here.

However, since the son of the Immortal Lord returned to the sect, the Immortal Sects have spared no effort to open up a narrow but safe path, which can accommodate the monks to go up the mountain, completely avoiding the possibility of the monks being harassed by the swamp mosquito king and potential bandit monks.

Since then, the swamp mosquito king has gradually faded out of people's world.More than ten years have passed, and many monks in Zhengwuzhou have forgotten the horror of this legendary beast.

The monks in Zhengwuzhou are like this, let alone the disciples of Xianzong in Liaojizhou.

They have never heard of the notoriety of the Swamp Mosquito King, let alone be afraid of it.

Someone sneered and said, "What's so terrible about a mere mosquito? What is there to compare it to?"

Not only them, but even the cultivators of the End of Suffering sect changed their faces and whispered.

Some of them had obviously seen the horror of the Swamp Mosquito King and were talking with their companions.

Shouxi waited for a long time, seeing Lin Zichu's expression was indifferent, as if he wanted to stop Qianqing.

He was very anxious and couldn't help but send a voice transmission to Qianqing:

"Qianqing...the second stage of Optimus Pillar is too dangerous. Even if you want to compete, you don't have to choose that kind of place."

Shouxi led all his juniors here with only one purpose, that is to perform martial arts conference.

To him, the ranking doesn't matter.It would be great to be able to complete the event safely without causing trouble to Zhengyang Xianzong.

Even if she was provoked by the disciples of Dongling Xianzong, Shouxi didn't take it seriously.The monks in Liaojizhou are like this, what is there to care about?

He really couldn't understand Qianqing's competitive heart.

But he was also worried about frustrating his own ambition, so Shouxi could only show a calm expression on the surface.

However, the calm look didn't last long at all.

Just listen to Qianqing's voice transmission:

"It's only dangerous that makes it interesting."

"..."

Dozens of young and energetic monks quarreled and pushed each other across the only safe mountain path in Optimus Pillar, and walked up the mountain on foot towards the second stage full of dangers.

There are few people here, and thousands of trees soar to the sky.

It is rainy and humid in Zhengwuzhou, and the trees are nourished by spiritual energy. Most of them have dense branches and leaves, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.

The roots of the tree were washed away from the soil by the rain. The roots were exposed and absorbed enough water. They were as thick as a monk's legs, forming a severe natural hazard and preventing the monks from entering deeper into the jungle.

There is also a wide swamp full of miasma and poisonous mosquitoes, staring at the monks who broke the tranquility of the forest.

At the beginning, when monks from Dongling Xianzong came to Optimus Pillar, they would quarrel with all the cultivators from Kumo Sect.

But as they gradually entered the jungle, no monk spoke a word.

Ten years ago, during the second stage of Optimus Pillar, monks came in and out to visit Xianzong.

But with the opening of the trail, there are no more people here.

Beside it, only the sound of beasts and insects, and the sound of monks walking through the forest can be heard.

In the swamp, turbid gas rolled and bubbled.

When the mud bubble burst, there were fierce mosquitoes with cold eyes, their heads were covered with mud, and their eyes were out of the water.

The cultivator of Dongling Xianzong couldn't help sighing through sound transmission:

"The Pillar of Optimus is really worthy of being one of the four legs of the sky."

"This place is rich in aura, and the beasts are quite intelligent."

"Towering towering, the terrain is dangerous, easy to defend but difficult to attack."

During the conversation, the arrogance on the faces of the disciples of the Dongling Immortal Sect turned solemn.The contempt they had raised because the mountain road was too narrow and simple had already been withdrawn.

Qian Qing, who was walking in the front, raised her hand to straighten the mask on the front, then suddenly took a step forward, walked to the edge of the swamp, and squatted down on one knee.

He raised his cuffs to his elbows and put his whole hand in the swamp to grope around.

Grumbling, the muddy swamp was stirred by Qianqing, emitting a suffocating smell.

Qianqing's arms were also covered with foul-smelling mud.

A monk from the Dongling Immortal Sect uttered disgusting voices, but Qianqing turned a deaf ear to them and continued to search for them.

Soon, with only a clatter, he caught a mosquito with half of its wings longer than a human arm from the swamp.

The fierce mosquito flapped its wings fiercely, opened and closed its three mouthparts, and was dragged by the back of its neck by Qianqing, unable to move.

The monks of Dongling Xianzong took a step back and looked at Qianqing warily.

Qianqing said:

"This kind of mosquito with three mouthparts is equivalent to a monk who refines Qi. Four mouthparts is equivalent to a monk who builds a foundation. Only then can you be called the Mosquito King. The content of today's competition is which side can catch more Mosquito Kings..."

Having said that, Qianqing raised her hand, pinned her thumb to her middle finger, aimed at the mosquito's mouthpart she was holding on her arm, and flicked it lightly.

"Om-"

There was a deafening roar like steel.

The mouthparts of the murderous mosquito vibrated and swayed back and forth.

The fierce mosquito turned its head, flapped its wings fiercely, and stared at Qianqing with fierce eyes.

Seeing this, Shouxi hurriedly said to the monks of Dongling Xianzong:

"This mouthpiece can pierce a monk's body, so be careful not to be robbed of your heart by a fierce mosquito."

"Stop talking nonsense." Huang He urged, holding his swollen face and resentment: "How do you calculate the time for the competition?"

Qian Qing said: "The time is too long, I'm afraid it will delay the martial arts competition."

He put the mosquito in his hand back into the swamp and clapped his hands.

"It's better to use one day as the deadline. The bitter end sect and the Dongling Xianzong, whichever side can catch more swamp mosquito kings will win the victory."

Huang He said: "Our side has more monks than yours, how about it?"

"It's okay."

"So what if you win, and what if you lose?"

"Not at all," Qian Qing said with a chuckle, "You all know the result in your heart, as long as you know it."

"Hmph..." Huang He gave Qian Qing a hard look: "We know the result in our hearts? But, do you think you will definitely win?"

Qianqing smiled slightly: "I didn't say that."

As soon as these words came out, dozens of monks around fell silent.

After three breaths, as if some mechanism was triggered, all the monks jumped up from the ground and rushed in all directions.

The test has officially started.

Optimus Prime, Phase [-].

Suddenly, a clear and crisp whistle sounded, breaking the tranquility of the forest.

In the swamp, a fierce mosquito king with five mouthparts raised his head when he heard the whistle.

A fierce mosquito with five mouthparts is equivalent to a person's cultivation of alchemy.It can lead a thousand common mosquitoes with three mouthparts, so it is called the king of thousands of mosquitoes.

At this time, Thousand Mosquito King raised his head from the mud, flapped his wings, and flew slowly in a certain direction.

Qianqing sat on a thick branch, and every once in a while, she would bend her fingers, place them near her mouth, and whistle.

Not long after, swarms of buzzing mosquitoes flew towards him.

"This competition is too simple for me."

Complacent in her heart, Qianqing couldn't help raising her head and smiling.

The eight-legged spider squatting on top of Qianqing's head hopped lightly onto Qianqing's shoulder.The little guy stared at the army of flying mosquitoes with a salivating expression.

"Amao, I can't let you go hunting today." Qianqing thought for a while, reached out and grabbed Amao in the palm of her hand, and put it on the branch.

"You go to Shouxi and help them catch some king mosquitoes. Remember, don't eat them if they are alive."

Amao nodded repeatedly, shook his legs, spit out his silk, and slid down from the tree trunk, obediently looking for Shouxi and the others.

With the help of Amao, many huge transparent spider webs were hung on the branches and treetops with a radius of hundreds of miles around the cultivator of the bitter end sect.

The hunting mosquitoes cannot see the spider webs on the trees. Their eyes are greedy, and when they are about to aim at the heart of the wild birds flying ahead, a certain part of their body rushes into the spider webs.

The sticky spider web deformed suddenly, tightly entangled the fierce mosquito inside.

hum-

hum-

The fierce mosquitoes struggled desperately, but they couldn't break free from the dense net of natural enemies.

Not far away, there was a black-haired spider the size of a palm, squatting on the rock beside the road, almost blending with the stone.

The black-haired spider greedily stared at the fierce mosquito on the spider's web, drooling.

Every time the fierce mosquito struggled, the spider web trembled accordingly, and Amao's heart trembled accordingly, wishing to stuff all these writhing insects into his mouth.

It forcibly endured, only feeling that its own nature and its loyalty to its master were in a fierce battle.

A person whispered in Amao's ear: "There are so many fragrant mosquitoes, one is missing, how can others know?"

Another person said: "No! If you promise the master not to eat, then you will never eat it."

"These are all yours. The master loves you so much, so he will not blame you."

"What if it affects the result of the master's competition?"

"Master is so powerful, you don't need to care about one or two..."

In Amao's mind, heaven and man are at war, almost falling into a state of madness.

At this moment, a stupid bird rushed straight to the spider web and sang loudly.

Immediately, Amao's bright black eyes flashed with light. It moved its slender legs, crawled onto the spider web, tried not to look at the fierce mosquito next to it, waved its sharp fangs, and snorted, peeling and swallowing the wild bird.

The wild bird was twice the size of Amao, and it easily ate it up.The swamp mosquito trapped in the spider web struggled frantically, tears seemed to flow from the corners of its eyes.

Because they clearly know that they are more than twice the prey.A swamp mosquito that is ten or a hundred times larger than Amao can be eaten up by the Wanren spider in an instant!

Time flows slowly.

Gradually, as the sun set in the west, the misty jungle gradually became dark.

The stars move and the moon moves, and the fog rolls and the shadow moves.

Look at Dongling Xianzong again.

There was a monk with a swollen left face, with fierce and firm eyes.

He was wearing a maroon red shirt and sandals, moving at high speed on the ground.

Jump up from time to time to avoid the swamp on the ground.

When he leaped high, the moonlight shone close to the monk's face, making it possible to see that this person turned out to be Huang He, a monk of the Dongling Immortal Sect.

When it fell to the ground, the yellow crane was once again shrouded in the shadow of birds.

It turned out that there were several birds flying silently above the owner's head, following the yellow crane forward rapidly.

The bird has a slender neck and elegant temperament.

When flying, there is a faint cry of cranes.

The yellow cranes, which kept jumping and moving, didn't seem to care about the darkening jungle and the ferocious beasts that came out to hunt.

At this moment, there is only one thing in Huang He's eyes, and that is the Swamp Mosquito King!

The King of Hundred Mosquitoes with four mouthparts, the King of Thousand Mosquitoes with five mouthparts!

The yellow crane's eyes were sharp as it was running, and the Golden Core cultivator's strong gaze allowed him to see two Hundred Mosquito Kings not far away.The yellow crane gave a long cry, and the shadow of the crane on its body suddenly fell.

"Hequn, go."

With a wave of the yellow crane's hand, there were countless white cranes, in groups of three and in groups of two, forcing the King of Mosquitoes in front of them into a corner.

It turned out that Huang He, a monk of the Dongling Immortal Sect, was a monk of the way of controlling beasts, just like Qian Qing!

He is good at driving cranes to his own use.

Under Huang He's instruction, the two hundred mosquito kings were quickly surrounded by the cranes and rushed to Huang He's side.

Er Mosquito's eyes were fierce, and his sharp mouthparts stabbed at Huang He's chest.

"You beast, do you still want to hurt people?" Huang He scolded lightly, and took out a longevity lock from his chest.

This Longevity Lock is carved in the shape of a crane, and when it is taken out, it reveals a golden and gentle light.

The two Hundred Mosquito Kings were struck by the light, and their mouths squeaked.

Then the golden light was shining, and the figure of the Hundred Mosquito King suddenly shrank.The invisible suction force emanated from the Longevity Lock, and the two Hundred Mosquito Kings screamed and were suppressed by the Yellow Crane in the Longevity Lock.

"Hmph." Huang He fumbled for the longevity lock around his neck, counting the suppressed swamp mosquito kings inside, with a solemn expression: "...It's not enough."

Not far from the Yellow Crane, there was another disciple of the Dongling Immortal Sect, holding a huge bow and arrow.

The bow and arrow were taller than the cultivator in front, exuding majestic spiritual power.

Looking in the dark, the bow and arrow are about to soar into the sky.The monk holding the bow and arrow is like a warrior from ancient times, and he is astonishingly powerful.

Suddenly, not far from the jungle, there was a faint sound of leaves rubbing against each other.

The monk opened his arms, pulled out a feathered arrow from the arrow basket on his back, and tightened the bowstring.

His muscles swelled, and the wind blew, blowing the monk's hair in all directions.

The male cultivator didn't blink his eyes.

The gale has weakened, and it is about to stop.

The monk's tense right hand was released quickly, and a feathered arrow rushed forward brazenly.

Only a moaning beast was heard, and the right wing was stabbed fiercely by the arrow. The powerful force did not stop, and the power of the feathered arrow pulled the huge mosquito beast, and shot them together towards the mountain wall ahead.

Rumbling--

In an instant, sand and stones flew away.

The hard mountain wall, under the huge force, also shattered traces of spider webs.

Feathered arrows were buried deep in the mountain wall.

The mosquito beast with its right wing pierced writhed and struggled on the mountain wall in pain.

The monk collected the arrow and saw that the mosquito beast had five mouthparts, and it was the Thousand Mosquito King.

The monk smiled.

Will hold the eagle bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the mosquito king!

Whoosh whoosh—

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Optimus Prime, which was originally quiet, seems to be extraordinarily lively tonight.

Qianqing was sitting on an old tree, her right leg was hanging down, shaking slightly, and a careless whistle sounded into the distance.

Tired of whistling with my left hand, I switched to my right hand again.

Around him, countless swamp mosquitoes had already gathered.

At a glance, there is a dense mass of darkness, all sticking to Qianqing's side, so affectionate.

What's more, he mustered up his courage and rubbed Qianqing's cheek with his sharp mouthparts.

"Hey!" Qianqing put down her fingers and said dissatisfiedly, "I told you, only mosquitoes with four or more mouthparts are left here. Those with three mouthparts, go back quickly."

It turns out that the swamp mosquito king on Optimus Prime is a herd animal.A King of Mosquitoes has a hundred mosquitoes with three mouthparts under his command.

A King of Thousand Mosquitoes has a thousand mosquitoes under his command.

Qian Qing's whistle attracted countless mosquito kings, so countless fierce mosquitoes flew with the mosquito king.

In addition, the people of the Wang family seem to have a unique physique that attracts beasts.No matter how Qianqing chased her away, the mosquito would not leave.

"Alas," Qianqing sighed in desperation, and stopped blowing the whistle.

All the mosquitoes that he attracted were densely packed around here, most of them were ordinary mosquitoes with three mouthparts.

If the three-needled mosquitoes were not driven away, the sound of Qianqing's whistle would not be able to gather more mosquito kings.

"Okay."

Qianqing reluctantly compromised, pointing to one of the mosquitoes with three mouthparts, and said: "...you, the stripes on your body are so beautiful, you are called Xiaomeimei."

"Wow, it's so stinky and fat, it's called a rotten egg."

"You are called..."

It turned out that these vicious mosquitoes gathered around Qianqing and were reluctant to leave for a long time. After responding to Qianqing's call, they wanted Qianqing to give them a name.

As long as they are named, they will have an owner. In the future, even if they want to go to the Zhengyang Immortal Sect and report their names, they will still be able to see Qianqing.

But with so many vicious mosquitoes, it is too difficult for Qianqing to name them one by one.

Qian Qing rubbed her ears, scratched her cheeks and wiped her sweat, her face blushed with anxiety, and after sending away one fierce mosquito, another hundred came up.

After half an hour, Qianqing didn't blow the whistle again.

Not far away, the palm of Lin Zichu's right hand was covered with frost, and he slapped Bai Mosquito King in front of him, and the four mouthparts of Bai Mosquito King suddenly condensed into ice cubes.

Lin Zichu pressed down again, Bai Mosquito King wailed, and the ice cubes became one with the ground.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and Lin Zichu's movements were like flowing clouds, like flowing water, done in one go.

Then I saw countless mosquito kings who were frozen on the ground like a hundred mosquito kings.

After counting the Hundred Mosquito Kings in front of him, Lin Zichu turned his head and looked to the east.

On Ah Qing's side... there has been no movement for a long time.

Thinking of this, without any hesitation, Lin Zichu jumped to the branch, and sprinted towards Qianqing.

When he came to Qianqing's side, the first thing he saw was the dense swarm of mosquitoes around him.

Lin Zichu couldn't help frowning, he jumped on the branch with his toes on, jumped twice, and jumped to Qianqing's side.

I heard Qian Qing say: "You should be called Daniu... I, I really can't think of it."

After saying the name, Qianqing shut up, closed her eyes and leaned against the tree with exhausted inspiration to think.

The fierce mosquito called Da Niu really had two thick and black hairs on its head.

It had a name and flew away excitedly.

The fierce mosquitoes at the back were very unhappy, and swarmed up, rubbing Qianqing's arms and cheeks with their mouthparts, trying to please Qianqing in every possible way, hoping to make Qianqing's brain more flexible and come up with more names.

Lin Zichu saw it funny, and said, "Ah Qing."

"Huh?" Qian Qing was both surprised and delighted when she heard Lin Zichu's voice, "Brother, is that you?"

Lin Zichu brushed away the fierce mosquitoes at the front, took a step forward, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Of course I'm collecting swamp king mosquitoes." Qianqing scratched her hair and said frantically, "But they insist on pestering me to name them."

Qian Qing's naming of animal pets is just like his piano skills, which is beyond compliment.

But ordinary people can't understand the benefits of these names, and can't appreciate Qianqing's piano skills, but these beasts are very flattering, one by one, pestering Qianqing, coquettish and flattering, and try their best to please Qianqing.

Lin Zichu looked at the swarm of fierce mosquitoes staring at him, and said:

"It's better to name them tomorrow."

"Hmm..." Qian Qing said, "That's right, the test is more important now. Brother, how many Swamp Mosquito Kings have we captured at this time? Where are the monks from the Dongling Immortal Sect?"

Lin Zichu paused.

Qian Qing raised her hand, touched the head of the mosquito beside her, and said firstly: "We catch more than those guys in Liaojizhou, don't we?"

Lin Zichu looked serious, and said: "Before dark, our side was indeed far ahead of Dongling Xianzong. However, at this moment, the situation between the two sides has reversed."

"What?!" Qian Qing jumped up and asked loudly in disbelief.

Lin Zichu nodded slowly, and said: "At this time, the Kumo Sect has tamed three Hundred Mosquito Kings, 260 Thousand Mosquito Kings, and one Ten Thousand Mosquito Kings."

Qianqing's originally relaxed expression became dignified.

He has already heard that more than [-]% of the swamp mosquito kings captured by Ku Zhongzong are concentrated in the hands of Qian Qing and Lin Zichu.

Lin Zichu said again: "Dongling Xianzong tamed 260 Hundred Mosquito Kings, [-] Thousand Mosquito Kings, and none for Ten Thousand Mosquito Kings."

In terms of the total amount, Dongling Xianzong doesn't seem to be much ahead of Kuenduzong.

Moreover, the Kumo Sect still has a Ten Thousand Mosquito King attracted by Qianqing, but the Dongling Immortal Sect does not have it, and it is difficult to capture the Ten Thousand Mosquito King who is comparable to the Nascent Soul cultivator.

The situation of Dongling Immortal Sect doesn't seem to be very clear.

However, it must be considered that the monks of the Dongling Xianzong were not familiar with the climate, terrain, and the characteristics of the swamp mosquitoes at the beginning.

Then the situation of Dongling Xianzong is a bit aggressive.

Qianqing frowned and sighed.

"... Dongling Immortal Sect is indeed the number one Immortal Sect in Liaoji Continent. Although the disciples of the sect are arrogant and annoying, their skills are absolutely unambiguous."

Lin Zichu nodded solemnly.

"Since that's the case," Qian Qing took a step in the air and jumped off the branch, "I can't be careless anymore!"

Earlier, Qianqing proposed to tame the number of swamp mosquitoes as a way to compete, but she was actually a little complacent in her heart.

He originally practiced the way of controlling beasts, and he is very familiar with the three dangers of Qingtian.As early as more than ten years ago, he tamed a Thousand Mosquito King with a body that had not yet opened its veins.

At the beginning of the competition, he and Lin Zichu did rely on subtle means to tame hundreds of mosquitoes, far ahead of their opponents.

However, as the intercontinental with the strongest comprehensive strength among the four continents, Tangling Xianzong really has his reasons.

Even though Qian Qing and Lin Zichu were extraordinary in their means, the Kuzhong Sect was only a sect after all, and could not be compared with the Immortal Sect, let alone the No. [-] Immortal Sect in Liaojizhou.

The advantage that Qianqing and Lin Zichu had gained was almost regained by the concerted efforts of the monks of the Dongling Immortal Sect.

If Qianqing doesn't care anymore and doesn't go all out, then the outcome of this competition might be the opposite of what he wanted!

Thinking of this, Qianqing stood up straight and put her feet on the ground.

First, send the sound transmission to Shouxi.

"Shouxi, don't continue to catch the Swamp Mosquito King. The situation has changed. It is important to stop the Dongling Xianzong monks from capturing more Mosquito Kings!"

The ferocious mosquitoes were so dense all around that they couldn't feel Qianqing's breath, so they hurriedly flew down from the tree, buzzing and flapping their wings, about to stick to Qianqing.

At this moment, Qianqing suddenly took Lin Zichu's hand, the two of them flickered, and in an instant, they were already sitting on the back of the only Ten Thousand Mosquito King.

The Swamp Mosquito is a herd animal, a wild beast that lives in groups, and has the strictest hierarchy.

Just now Qian Qing was just squatting on the branch of a tree, but now he is sitting on the back of the Thousand Mosquito King, even the Thousand Mosquito King dare not get close to him, let alone the eager three-mouthed mosquito.

Lin Zichu crossed his knees and straightened his back, sitting behind Qianqing.

Qian Qing touched the smooth skin on the back of the King of Mosquitoes, and smoothed the delicate fluff on the top.

"You're so good," Qian Qing said softly, "You're such a good guy."

He spoke very emotionally, causing the eyes of Ten Thousand Mosquito King to moisten and the water to sparkle, and he groaned.There are six mouthparts in the mouth, which shrink like life.

"Big guy, take us and attract more swamp mosquito kings."

Qianqing's eyes were sharp, as if the sun was hidden in it, and in an instant, a dazzling light burst out.

on the other hand.

Shouxi held back her breath, and quietly followed behind a monk with a swollen left face.

The monk covered his left face bitterly, with the shadow of a crane accompanying him above.

Huang He said silently: "The Swamp Mosquito King is like a monk, he loves places with strong spiritual power. As long as you find the place where the spiritual veins of the Optimus Pillar meet, you will most likely see the Mosquito King inhabiting it."

Shouxi, who was following behind Huang He, couldn't help but want to sigh.

It's really not easy for a disciple of Xianzong, did he discover this pattern by himself in just a few hours?

Thinking about the content of Qianqing's voice transmission, Shouxi finally understood what Qianqing meant.

He reached into his shirt very carefully.

After a while, a small dragon with the length of a thumb was drawn out.

Although it is a dragon, this dragon definitely does not have the powerful aura of Fulong.

On the contrary, this little dragon was very dependent on Shouxi, and as soon as he was taken out, he leaned forward and put his head on his master's chest, making a cute sound.

"Mirage," Shouxi stared at Huang He, while gently stroking Xiaolong's neck with his fingers, and said softly, "I need your help..."

The little dragon known as Mirage nodded repeatedly, and suddenly opened his mouth, revealing his sharp teeth.Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of 'wow', making a sound like mortal vomiting.

Shouxi patted Xiaolong's back to help him adjust his breath.

The mirage dragon's throat wriggled up and down, and soon, it vomited out a misty round orb.

Shouxi held the bead rolling in the mist, and lightly tossed it towards the Yellow Crane.

Gollum-

In an instant, the orb exploded and scattered in the sky.

The already thick mist of Optimus Pillar seemed to be thicker.

Huang He was pleasantly surprised to see a King of Mosquitoes flying in front of him.

"Don't run!!"

He shouted loudly and chased after him...