Don't dare to mess with [system]

On the second day, Qiyu was sitting on the porch, counting the storage bag that Ma Lao gave him. There were many spiritual stones in it, and some strange things, some were jade, and some were of invisible material. There are metals, wood, vines, and even half a piece of tattered paper with holes eaten by insects. Putting it together, there is also a small half pile. I don’t know what they are used for, but there are energy fluctuations on each of them. Or strong or weak, and so on.

Qi Yu was about to take some samples one by one for analysis, but saw Yang Shenzhi push the door in and sneak in through the crack of the door with a few sound transmission symbols. Yang Shenzhi flicked it, and the sound transmission symbols seemed to hit something , was bounced out in the blink of an eye, and the door creaked shut.

He did this set of movements like flowing clouds and flowing water, and he did it in one go. I don't know how many times he has practiced in the past.

When Yang Shenzhi walked through the courtyard, there was a thin layer of frost on the red maple trees on the ground, and there was a slight sound when he stepped on it. The little mink in the corner moved his ears, immediately abandoned the maple ball, and rushed to Qiyu's side, rolling and crawling. He hugged his tail and rolled into a ball honestly, closed his eyes tightly, and his nose was still twitching.

Qi Yu stretched out two fingers, picked up the little thing that was pretending to be dead, and put it on his shoulders. When Yang Shenzhi entered the room, the little mink jumped up immediately, and rushed towards the courtyard door like lightning. slipped out from under the door.

Qi Yu stood up, opened the courtyard door, and saw the little mink squatting in the corner, holding a sound transmission talisman in its paw, on which the aura was shining, it looked up and saw Qi Yu, it leaped onto his shoulder with a stride, and kissed him. He rubbed his hands, and then handed over the sound transmission talisman.

"Give it to me?" Qi Yu looked at its earnest little eyes, and reached out to take the talisman. It was full of criss-cross lines, which seemed to be chaotic.

Qi Yu injected energy into the sound transmission talisman, and saw the lines on the talisman paper swimming like a group of tadpoles, and then Zhang Yi's voice came from inside: "Fellow Daoist Qi Yu, excuse me, last time I was here Negligence, I forgot to tell my friends that the little spirit mink has to take a Xuanjiu pill every few days, otherwise there will be endless noise. If you are free, you can come to the Fengxue Pavilion under Xiaoyao Peak. Send pills to Taoist friends, and praise Tai'an and Zhang Yi."

As soon as the words fell, the lines on the talisman paper fell silent and returned to their previous appearance again. Qi Yu thought for a while, and saw the little spirit mink staring at him earnestly with a pair of watery eyes, full of longing. , so he left Wanfengju and was about to go down the mountain, when he met a disciple of Yage, someone eagerly asked, "Fellow Daoist Qiyu, where are you going?"

Qi Yu looked up, it was a strange face, never seen before, but he still replied: "Go to Fengxue Pavilion."

"Aren't senior brothers going together?"

Why did Yang Shenzhi go together?Qi Yu was quite puzzled, and said, "He won't go."

The disciple was obviously a little disappointed, he let out an oh, and then pointed him in the direction of going down the mountain, and then left angrily.

When Qiyu arrived at Fengxue Pavilion, Zhang Yi had already been waiting for a long time. He was looking up at the plaque of the pavilion. When he saw Qiyu, he smiled and came over to salute. Are pills hard to come by?"

Zhang Yi was taken aback, and immediately understood what he meant, smiled, and said, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, this Xuanjiu Wan is very common, and you can buy it in ordinary markets."

Qi Yu nodded, took the storage bag he handed over, thanked him, paused, and asked again: "Do you know how to restore the dantian to its original state after it is broken?"

Hearing this, Zhang Yi was startled, and said in a little surprise, "Senior Brother Cao Zhenxuan?"

Qi Yu nodded, Zhang Yi murmured, as if she didn't expect Qi Yu to ask this question, touched her chin, and said: "His situation is different from ordinary people, some methods may be applicable to others, but he may not be sure."

"Appreciate further details."

Zhang Yi sighed, and said, "Senior Brother Cao Zhenxuan is stubborn, and the rift between him and Senior Brother Shenzhi has been going on for a long time." Speaking of this, he seemed to remember that he was still under Wu Hao's instigation to provoke the two. Ren, couldn't help but smiled awkwardly, and saw that Qi Yu's face was normal, knowing that he didn't care about this matter now, he felt relieved, and continued: "They once competed once, and it was also a big competition in the sect. It is said that the two fought It was too intense, and in the end both sides were injured, both sides were injured in the dantian, and it was the Master of the Medical Pavilion who rescued the two of them."

Zhang Yi said, paused, and then continued: "I'm hearing this too, and it's only about four or five percent true, and I'm not sure about the specific situation. I don't know about Senior Brother Shenzhi, but Senior Brother Zhenxuan hurt his dantian. But it is true, so now that it is damaged for the second time, I am afraid it will be even more troublesome."

After Qi Yu heard this, he remained silent for a while, Zhang Yi couldn't see anything from his expressionless face, thought for a while, and then said: "Although it's troublesome, it's not impossible, there is a kind of spiritual grass that grows In an extremely cold place with abundant aura, it blooms once every 300 years and bears fruit once. It is called the Seven Star Fruit. Eating this spiritual fruit can reshape the spiritual root, stabilize the dantian, repair tendons and cut veins. Next."

Hearing this, Qi Yu seriously wrote down the name of the spirit grass, and thanked Zhang Yi, Zhang Yi waved her hands hurriedly, and said, "Did fellow Taoist go alone?"

Qi Yu nodded, Zhang Yi hesitated for a while, and said frankly: "The extremely cold place is in the north, and the journey is extremely long. Even for a high-level cultivator, it takes a few days to fly with the sword. I know there is a teleportation array. You can send fellow daoists to the north, and perhaps save you a lot of effort."

Qi Yu happily said: "Then thank you fellow daoist."

Zhang Yi waved her hand and said, "Please follow me."

He took Qiyu away from Xiaoyao Peak, activated the magic weapon, flew towards the outer peaks of Qianji Pavilion, and stopped in a valley.

There are flowers in the valley that have not yet faded. For some unknown reason, autumn seems to have forgotten this place. The trees are still verdant and green everywhere. A small stream winds down from the mountain with gurgling water. As the stream goes up, a stone platform appears in a place covered by flowers and trees. It is built of dark black stones, half a foot high, simple in shape, engraved with mysterious lines, ravines and ravines, perhaps no one has visited for a long time. After a while, the gaps are covered with fluffy and lovely green grass, full of vitality.

"It's here," Zhang Yi said, and performed a dust-removing tactic. In an instant, the dust dispersed, and the fallen leaves flew, revealing the complete lines on the stone platform. They were two very strange animals, like rats but not rats. The mink is not a mink. It can be vaguely seen that the two animals look the same, have a nose and a mouth, and squat side by side. There are six empty slots around the stone platform. I don't know what they are for.

Zhang Yi took out six pieces of spirit stones and put them in the empty slot. He heard a soft buzzing sound, and the dazzling white halos lit up one after another, outlining the lines of the two strange beasts. He slowly spit out In one breath, he gestured to Qi Yu and said: "Please stand up, Fellow Daoist."

Qi Yu nodded, and stood up according to his words. At that moment, he could feel the strong energy fluctuations, but they did not enter his body, but formed a barrier around the stone platform to isolate the inside and outside. Perhaps the little mink sensed something, and squeaked nervously, and kept poking Qi Yu's shoulder with its paws, as if urging him to leave.

"Fellow Daoist, are you ready?" Zhang Yi smiled slightly: "Then it will begin."

He said, pinching the tactic with both hands, a spiritual force hit the stone platform, the magic circle immediately started to rotate rapidly, the white light lit up, getting stronger and stronger, gradually submerging Qi Yu's figure, at this moment, Suddenly there was a loud shout with hints of anger in the distance: "Stop!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge cyan wind blade swept over. Wherever it passed, the trees were broken at the waist, turned into powder, and the flowers and trees were all destroyed. Cracks were shattered inch by inch, and the cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, and the magic circle was destroyed, but it was too late, the stone platform was empty, and Qi Yu was teleported away.

Zhang Yi only felt a flash in front of her eyes, and her chest was in great pain. Almost at the next moment, a hand was firmly strangling her fragile throat, and it gradually tightened. The man's usually calm and indifferent voice was now tainted with a little anger. : "Aren't you too unscrupulous?"

With the tightening of that hand, there was a slight crisp sound in Zhang Yi's throat, and he laughed a few times, with an indescribably strange expression, trying to hold back a few words from his throat: "I said It was definitely not me who lost in the past, it was in the past... and it will be in the future!"

Yang Shenzhi frowned, his eyes turned cold, and he asked indifferently, "Where did he go?"

Zhang Yi looked back at him without backing down, as if she wasn't threatened by the hand on her neck, and said with a calm smile, "Of course it's a place you can't go."

"White Water Palace?"

Zhang Yi's eyes suddenly lit up, and her smile widened, full of complacency: "He will be mine."

Yang Shenzhi still looked at him indifferently. He tightened his hands, and only heard a crisp click. Zhang Yi's smile froze, and his head slowly lowered. The person who was so angry just now was not like him: "Don't even think about it."

Zhang Yi's body fell down slowly, and before it touched the ground, it turned into pieces of white paper, and was blown by the wind in the valley, and flew up lightly, like a group of white butterflies, flying in all directions, flapping With a sound, something fell on the rocks, making a soft sound, accompanied by a slight creaking sound.

Yang Shenzhi lowered his head and looked, it turned out to be the little mink, for some reason, it was not sent away together, its eyes were round, looking at Yang Shenzhi, there was a sorrowful glint in it.

He stretched out his hand, but before he could touch the small and frail body, the little mink also turned into pieces of paper, and the pieces flew up, like scattered snow, revealing the bottom thing, and the thing flew to the ground. In front of Yang Shenzhi, he turned around and stopped.

It turned out to be a white chess piece, round and smooth, exuding a glistening white light. When it landed in his palm, the light gradually faded away. With a slight movement of his fingertips, a string of petite characters flew up from the chess piece. His fingertips hovered for a moment, and then fell into his hands.

Looking at his fingertips, he repeated again: "Don't even think about it."