Waste wood knows everything

The moment Siran and Liu Sirui fled to the open space of Linguan Peak, a huge lightning struck behind them, directly splitting a tree by the forest into coke.

Liu Sirui swallowed with lingering fear, and subconsciously touched the sword at his waist. The familiar feel on the hilt made him feel a little relieved: "What the hell is this!? Who doesn't have long eyes and came here to provoke Jianzong? ? Why didn’t the mountain protection array open? Where is the enemy? My sword is ready to—”

He raised his sword to the sky and hadn't finished his pose for even a second when a few bolts of lightning followed the metal and drove Liu Sirui to run around like chicken cubs.

Si Ran supported his knees and panted heavily, seeing the situation helplessly: "It's really very stupid."

The dark clouds rolling in the sky are already thick enough, the entire sky has darkened, and the dull thunder came from a distant place. This kind of deep, as if there is a huge destructive force hidden behind it, makes people feel Extreme panic and anxiety.

The Sword Sect was originally located in the mountains, and the sword cultivators were all focused on practicing swords and didn't pay much attention to the environment around them. As a result, most of the large mountains and forests kept their most primitive appearance.

The same is true for Linguan Peak, which has a large green area, and the only open space is the area in front of the cave. Apart from flying up and down the mountain, there is only one path connected to it. This path passes through the lush jungle, and it doesn't look much safer than the forest.

Liu Sirui was chased by Lei Dian and trotted around for several times, he didn't dare to do any more stupid things like raising his sword to ask the sky, he honestly put his sword away, and said with a sad face: "What's the matter, I can't use my strength If you have the ability, let me go up there and just straight up! Cutting back and forth, I almost lost my hair because of the electricity."

Siran looked at Liu Sirui's curly hair. The two of them are still in a rather dazed state. The scene in front of them is quite confusing. It is neither like an ordinary thunder calamity nor an enemy's attack. If you want to say that the lethality is actually not It is considered too strong, but the most seriously damaged are flowers and trees.

"you--"

Just as Siran was about to say something, his heart skipped a beat, and the spiritual power under the sky rolled like crazy, like a pot of boiling water.

The thickest and largest cloud cluster over Qiantian Peak has completed its long-term brewing, and a piece of white snow appeared in the center of the cloud cluster. This hopeful color did not bring much comfort. Things will be reversed in extremes. This snow white is too thick thunder and lightning Accumulated colors.

Sure enough, in the next second, a thunderbolt as thick as the entire mountain spewed out from the clouds, and struck straight at the main hall standing on Qiantian Peak!

The snow-white rays of light hurt people's eyes, half of the sky lit up for a moment, everyone held their breath, and the whole world fell into an extremely short silence!

In the next moment, a huge thunder that made the scalp tingle exploded!

The thunder contained huge spiritual power, forming a turbulent and terrifying shock wave, and suddenly fell into a momentary dizziness, and all the sounds in the ear were classified into a sharp long cry.

Vaguely, he felt as if he was floating in mid-air, the angle of view was subtle and peculiar, someone seemed to gently caress his skin, which was extraordinarily warm.

But soon, he realized that everything was an illusion.

"Siran! Siran! Wake up!" Liu Sirui grabbed Siran's collar with one hand, pinched his face with the other hand, and shouted in his ear, "Wake up—— !"

Si Ran felt that half of his face was about to be ripped off, and said weakly, "Don't pinch it, wake up...don't pinch it! Why are you pinching my face—"

Liu Sirui blinked: "Just wake up, I think they are all like this, some people fainted, just pinch it twice..."

Siran couldn't bear it anymore: "That's among people, among people! It's not face-pinching!"

Si Ran propped himself up, rubbed half of his rapidly flushed cheeks, and looked in the direction of Qiantian Peak. The shocking thunder just now made people feel lingering. Fortunately, the main hall of Qiantian Peak was not damaged. A white enchantment shrouded its outside, providing it with sufficient protection.

Siran frowned: "Shu'er, what is that?"

Treasure book: [The abnormal pill kalpa of the messy Yuqing Dan that has been refined out of the problem. 】

Siran: "Yuqing Pill?"

Treasure book: [The eighth-order elixir can detoxify. 】

Another thunderbolt was brewing in the distant sky, this time it seemed to be a little more powerful, and the snow-white thunderbolt condensation had already been stained with an ominous purple-black.

Liu Sirui's chirping voice sounded: "No way, this lightning calamity seems to be getting more and more powerful, this place is too close, sooner or later we will be struck, we have to leave here as soon as possible."

Siran rubbed his brows: "What happened? What is the cause and effect?"

The amount of information in that line of the treasure book is too large, there is a problem with the refining of the detoxifying Yuqing Dan, and the "messy" and abnormal Dan Jie.

Treasure book: [Ninety percent of Chenghui's spiritual power. 】

Siran: "...take it yourself."

Ninety percent of the abundant spiritual power in the body was drained in an instant, and the sudden loss of spiritual power brought about an extremely uncomfortable feeling of emptiness. Suddenly, his body swayed and he almost threw himself face-to-face on the ground.

Liu Sirui hurriedly stopped him: "Brother Siran, your body is not good enough, you are too weak, you need to exercise more."

Siran: "..."

The treasure book is as quiet as a chicken and obediently displays the lines of text, and then gently grinds the back molars, while slowly stuffing the elixir that replenishes the spiritual energy into his mouth, and devotes most of his thoughts to this so-called of cause and effect.

Treasure book: [Jianzong invited Qi Yan, an eighth-rank alchemist, to refine Yuqing Dan, which can cure the world's strange poisons. Yuqing Dan was originally a fake ninth-rank elixir. Secretly issued a reward order, please those who have the ability to complete it. After the completion, the pill formula was deduced by Qi Yan, and after confirming its correctness, he began to collect medicinal materials and refine the pill. 】

Treasure book: [However, Qi Yan failed to discern the flaws and dangers of this elixir, so there was an error in the refining process. Although Yuqing elixir is an eighth-order elixir, it has a special nature and will not attract elixir. Abnormal Pill Tribulation takes the mis-refined Yuqing Pill as the core, extracts the aura within the range of Jianzong as raw material, and brews a huge thunder calamity comparable to that of high-level monks when they advance. If the aura is not extinguished here, the thunder calamity will continue until Turn everything into scorched earth! 】

If the aura is not extinguished here, the thunder disaster will not stop.

Until everything is turned into scorched earth.

Siran couldn't help taking a breath.

The Jianzong mountain range is penetrated by a high-purity spiritual vein, and the spiritual energy within the range is extremely rich, making it an excellent place for cultivation. According to the treasure book, this alchemy is based on the spiritual energy here——

This sword sect is completely chopped off, and this spiritual energy may not be exhausted!

Suddenly, it seems that this thunder can not only kill Jianzong, but also create a new birth here. What is the powerful thunder and lightning that lingers all the year round, the treasure land of mutated thunder root monks, body training Visitors can also come here to feel the lightning tempered body—what a ghost!

"Ah, what's the matter, I was hacked as soon as I took the sword, how do I go down the mountain!" Liu Sirui scratched his head, the path down the mountain was just cut off by a small thunder, "If I knew it earlier, I would have learned how to control it!" Flying away!"

Siran murmured: "Can the people from Qiantian Peak handle this well?"

Liu Sirui didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Baoshu: [If you want to solve this problem, you need to start with Yuqing Dan. In Jianzong, Qi Yan is the only person who knows the art of alchemy. However, Qi Yan's level cannot solve this problem. 】

Siran: "So, there is no solution now? We can only let the lightning strike here and there until Jianzong is completely wiped out?"

Baoshu: [There are many accidents in this world. Although this accident is a bit bigger, it did happen. The elders of Jianzong are still resisting the thunder and lightning at the main peak, trying to save important buildings, but they are very worried. It soon became apparent that the thunderclouds would never go away, and they had to abandon the mountains. 】

"Where's the big formation for protecting the mountain?" Siran asked quickly, "Doesn't Jianzong have a big formation for protecting the mountain that can rival the ninth-order formation?"

Treasure book: [The mountain-protecting array also uses the aura of the sword sect's internal veins, but its extraction ability is far inferior to that of Dan Jie. In this case, the defensive ability of the mountain-protecting array cannot be brought into play at all. 】

Siran didn't know how to describe the feeling at the moment.

He suddenly felt a little absurd, one after another thunder and lightning slashed towards the peaks, and the bushes that were especially dense in the height of spring were in a mess at the moment, the scorched trees and flames intertwined, and he also saw a white bird flying in mid-air At that time, he was struck by lightning and fell to the depths of the cliff.

A bolt of thunder suddenly struck Si Ran's side, he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his cheek, a burning sensation came from his arm, a hole was made in his clothes due to the high temperature, and the skin inside was a little red.

The thundercloud above the head has become pitch black at some point, making people breathless. Linguan Peak is almost completely reduced to a minefield.

Liu Sirui hugged his head and began to temporarily hold his feet to learn the art of controlling the sky. Many green-headed ants sprang out from under his feet. A lot of them were scorched by lightning, but more of them crawled outside to find a new shelter.

Si Ran stuffed another handful of pills into his mouth with a blank expression: "I need a solution to Yuqing Dan Dan Jie."

Baoshu is rare and did not give any reply.

The spiritual power in the meridians quickly recovered under the action of the pill, and asked suddenly, "How much spiritual power do you need?"

Baoshu was a little embarrassed: [Not enough. 】

Siran: "What?"

Baoshu sighed: [All your spiritual power is not enough, the difference is too much, far from what you can afford with your current spiritual power. 】

In addition to a one-time payment, Siran can also choose to accumulate in batches, but... there is not enough time.

There is an upper limit to the speed of spiritual power recovery. Even if he knocks the pill like water, the spiritual power that the meridians can withstand is limited. According to this accumulation speed, when he exchanges the solution, the entire Sword Sect may be gone forever. exists.

Siran gritted his teeth, still unwilling to give up: "Isn't it okay to pay on credit?"

The treasure book lost and slapped the page: [I can't help it. I can only drive the book to obtain knowledge after I have collected your spiritual power. My authority is limited. One-to-one service, I have no spiritual power in my hand I didn't keep it, I will ask you how much you want. 】

"...I thought you were a middleman, but I didn't expect that everyone was working part-time." Siran murmured.

Baoshu was wronged: [I never make a profit! 】

Siran almost hugged his head to the sky and roared angrily: "Then what should we do!"

Baoshu: [Hurry up and get out of here soon?In the final analysis, these are all Jianzong's own affairs!You get out of here, it's all right if you're safe!With me at that time, even if Jianzong can't continue to protect you, I can let you survive safely in the cultivation world! 】

Siran: "But..."

Boom-!

A purple lightning that was several times thicker than before suddenly smashed the mountain wall, and rocks flew in all directions. There was a violent crash, and the cave in front of me was forcibly collapsed!

"My cave..." Before Siran had time to regret his furniture, he suddenly thought of——

The ghost grass is still in the hole!

Most of the cave in front of him has collapsed, the compass in the cave has been damaged, the fog has dissipated, and the entrance of the cave is exposed, which is mostly piled up with rubble. Ignoring the crumbling roof of the cave and the broken stones that fell from time to time, I bent down and got in from the only small hole left.

Liu Sirui yelled loudly behind him: "What are you doing—"

The cave was full of dust, so he lost his eyesight, half-closed his eyes, forced to open a crack, staggered to walk in, the tables and chairs fell to the ground, and were smashed by large and small stones, the deluxe version was large On the bed, a huge rock was smashed right through, and suddenly kicked a rock blocking the way, and rushed to the bookshelf.

His heart suddenly turned cold.

His bookshelf is no longer visible here, the wall of the cave has collapsed, and where the bookshelves and flower pots were originally placed, there are only gravel and dust all over the floor, and the bookshelf is deeply buried at the bottom of the gravel. can not see.

Si Ran was in a trance and picked up a few pieces of gravel with his bare hands. He was a little tired, so he sat down on the ground and wiped the ashes from his face: "I knew it, I'm not suitable for keeping pets."

He lowered his head and pushed the gravel in front of him to the side one by one. After the cave wall collapsed, the fallen stone was much higher than his whole body. He couldn't move the big stone, so he had to pull the stone beside him. of small gravel.

But what's the use of it.

He should have come over earlier and taken that grass away.

That plant is incompatible with other ghost grasses, it likes the new and dislikes the old and smelly, and this morning it specially replaced it with a golden spiritual plant. When he woke up, he swayed his small leaves very narcissistically, and he insisted on going forward to touch it. Twice, otherwise, it would keep shaking back and forth without stopping.

Suddenly moved a rather big stone, thinking, will it run away?

With such a big thunder outside, it can sneak into his cave from the forest, and naturally it can also run out of the cave. It is much smarter than other ghost plants, and it should have run away if it was in danger.

But it doesn't seem that smart either.

If it is smart, how can it throw itself into a trap for a human being?

It is also just a fourth-order spiritual plant, not very lethal, and has no accompanying spirit beasts to protect it. It will only change around, be picked by people, and be picked up by birds.

"It's the same as when Dagua died." A golden spiritual power gathered in Siran's palm, and he learned the usage of metallic spiritual power without a teacher, and the sharp golden light cut the rock in front of him, "Maybe it's not the same, At least Dagua died in my arms, and this time, I didn't even see his body."

A large piece of bright red words suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and Baoshu used all his strength to remind: [Left!Under that rock on the left!Grass--! 】

The body moved before the consciousness, and the golden spiritual force lifted the rock on the left, revealing a small piece of seaweed-like thing.

Siran suddenly didn't dare to use the metal spiritual power in a large area anymore, he squatted down slowly, and looked at the small piece of broken seaweed protruding from under a stone, which seemed to have been broken.

Siran removed the stone very carefully, and saw a shriveled, mud-covered ghost weed.

This is its prototype, black like seaweed, with teeth and claws holding a few tentacles, a simple but arrogant appearance, but at this moment it has lost all vitality, collapsed into a shriveled piece, and lost all moisture.

Siran wanted to twist it, but he dared not touch it.

Is it still alive?

After wiping the dust with his fingertips on the clothes, Siran held his breath and carefully pinched the ghost grass that was almost stuck to the ground little by little, section by section, piece by piece .

Most of the main body is still intact, and many tentacles have been broken, but the most serious thing is that after undergoing a terrifying squeeze, the entire plant has completely shrunk, and there is no vitality to be seen.

Siran stared at the black film in his hand for a long time, until the thunder and lightning struck, the whole cave shook violently, and Liu Sirui yelled at him from outside, then he suddenly came back to his senses, and put the Ghost Misty Grass into the As soon as he stuffed his arms, he buried his head and rushed out of the hole.

Outside the cave, Liu Sirui jumped anxiously, and held his sword again to try to open a bigger hole in the cave. Several fine thunders were aroused by the sword, and the electricity made his long hair stand on end.

Seeing that Siran finally ran out, he withdrew his sword unwillingly, and said in disapproval, "Why are you running here all of a sudden? This hole looks like it might collapse at any moment, so stay away... wait, you run away." Go in just to bring out a flower?"

Siran was a little absent-minded, and only nodded perfunctorily after listening to his words, and finally realized: "Flower?"

He immediately took out the ghost grass that was in his arms and took a look, only to see that one of the tentacles of the black seaweed turned into a trembling red flower at some point, and the small one was very delicate. Beautiful, very different from the dark tentacles.

Siran poked lightly with his fingertips, and the little flower shook its petals, as if responding to him.

"It's okay, it's okay, good grass doesn't last long, and the disaster will last for a thousand years." Siran suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his back felt cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat, "I know you won't die so easily."

He rummaged through the storage bag for a while, and found a square box. After putting the grass in it, he handed it to Liu Sirui. Fill it with soil and replant the ghost grass.

Liu Sirui's expression is indescribable: "This flower..."

Siran said quietly: "Three thousand high-grade spirit stones."

He didn't lie, the grass was disguised as the four-turn overflowing grass, and it was almost sold for a high price of three thousand spirit stones.

Liu Sirui immediately changed it to holding it, and almost gave up the box, but even so, his fingertips still trembled a little, and in the end he couldn't stand it anymore, took the box back, and hugged it in his arms.

"This is the first time in my life that I have come across such an expensive thing." Liu Sirui glanced at his hands, "I won't wash my hands anymore, let's feel the fragrance of the spirit stone for a few days first."

Siran: "...Come on, the box is worthless."

After this false alarm, Siran felt a little flustered, and his emotions fluctuated too much in a short period of time. He inexplicably fell into a Buddhist and calm state, and his mood became much calmer.

Siran: "Shu'er, we can change our thinking. For example, you see that the sword sect's aura is so rich, how about using this aura to exchange for knowledge?"

Baoshu is weak: [It must be the spiritual power in your body. If I can absorb the spiritual energy from the outside world on my own, we will already dominate the world and go to the whole universe. 】

Siran tried to argue: "I am in the spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy is in my body, there is not much difference, let's accommodate."

Baoshu: [Where is the difference?This is the difference between 1 and 0! 】

"..." Siran was speechless for a while, "You have become more and more blatant recently."

Baoshu retorted: [The clear sees the turbid and the turbid sees the turbid! What happened to 1 and 0?This is just a reference, you can also call it yin and yang, light and darkness, representing two sides that are integrated and opposed to each other, a unified and contradictory relationship, an irreconcilable unknown—]

Siran ignored the large swiping text in front of him, and took out a high-quality top-grade spirit stone from the storage bag and held it in his hand. The aura in the top-grade spirit stone is of high purity, and at certain special moments, it is also one of the means to recover the aura one.

Siran: "I still have tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones in my storage bag, is it enough to absorb them all?"

Treasure Book: [It’s not a question of enough, but a question of speed. The speed at which spiritual power can be absorbed during the Qi refining period is limited. Even if you soak in the pile of spiritual stones, you can only absorb so much spiritual energy in a fixed period of time. Of course you can It took months and years to accumulate enough spiritual power, but... that was meaningless. 】

"So, as long as it's the spirit energy that enters my body, it's fine," Siran took the spirit stone back under Liu Sirui's bewildered and salivating eyes, "Then...why do others infuse me with spirit energy?"

The amount of input and output of spiritual power in a short period of time during the refining period is limited, so what about foundation building?What about Jindan?Or some people with better qualifications, such as single spiritual root and heavenly spiritual root, these people are already full of spiritual power, and it is completely possible to output a large amount of spiritual power in a short period of time.

The treasure book was silent for a while, and a line of sad blue characters appeared: [Theoretically feasible——]

Siran breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you calculate, at least what kind of people are needed to provide enough spiritual power in a short period of time."

Baoshu: [But so much spiritual power enters your body in an instant, even if I can extract it, it will still cause damage to your body! 】

"Is it serious?" Siran asked, "Will there be any incurable sequelae?"

Baoshu said sullenly: [With me here, there is no such possibility that it is difficult to be cured. 】

Seeing that the line of the treasure book was like ink stained by a pen, there were some claws and claws, and he smiled suddenly. In the sea of ​​consciousness, the book with a black cover and pure white pages was floating in it sullenly, and the pages were flipping over. Flip like a kitten scratching a scratching post.

"Actually, I'm not for Jianzong," Siran tried to analyze his inner thoughts, "I have only lived in Jianzong for a month or two, and I don't have any deep feelings. I just think, look, according to In terms of a 100-year bodyguard, what will my bodyguard do if Jianzong is finished? He will definitely not do his best. Although with you, I can live without a bodyguard, but it is still inconvenient. With a low cultivation base, it is easy to cause all kinds of troubles, and maybe there are people who fancy my little coffers and want to rob money and sex."

"If Jianzong is here, a lot of trouble can be avoided. If there is a problem with Jianzong, it will still be in this form. There will definitely be a lot of trouble in the future. At that time, a group of flies will follow the fragrance of the cake. Shooting flies is also troublesome, if you are in trouble, you might overturn your car one day, what do you think?"

The action of turning the pages of the treasure book gradually slowed down, and reluctantly typed the line: [Tianlinggen, cultivation base above the Nascent Soul stage, excellent control over one's own power, good at outputting spells or martial arts, at least three item condition. 】

The stone in Siran's heart finally fell to the ground temporarily.

Liu Sirui also ended the impromptu hugging of Yukongshu, lacking confidence but full of inexplicable confidence: "Come on! I will take you to fly—"

A thunderbolt hit him at his feet.

Si then took a step back: "God is telling you to calm down."

Liu Sirui didn't give up, and took a deep breath: "The purpose of our sword cultivators is to be indifferent to life and death! If you don't accept it, do it! Why don't you just go down the mountain! Isn't it because you have never learned the art of imperial space! In a critical situation, I can do anything Can do it!"

Boom boom boom Three bolts of lightning struck down, Liu Sirui's blood dissipated immediately, and he fled with his head in his arms.

In the direction of Qiantian Peak, amidst the interweaving of thunder and lightning, a black figure gradually approached. Under the alchemy, there was no violent wind and rain, only thunder and lightning, and behind that figure was chasing countless surges of lightning , They went forward one after another, but the figure dodged with an extremely inconceivable flexibility, one after another rushed into the air.

Yun Mo's air defense technique has obviously reached its peak, he stepped lightly on a certain point of nothingness in mid-air, and appeared in front of his eyes in the blink of an eye.

It's just that he doesn't look as relaxed as he makes out.

He was dressed in black, covered with scorched black from lightning strikes, his long hair was a bit messy, and occasionally some strands of curled hair could be seen. The most serious thing was a deep bone wound on his arm, the edges were scorched black, and the inside was bright red. flesh and blood.

Yun Mo held an unconscious person in his other arm, and after a quick look, he recognized that this person was a young man from the previous restaurant. This person looked even more embarrassed, half of his body was scorched black, his right arm The place was empty.

Liu Sirui hurried forward: "Senior Brother Yun!"

Yun Mo nodded, he took out a flying spirit weapon and threw it out. The spirit weapon became bigger when it hit the ground, its shape was like a paper crane, and there was not much space on it, it could almost seat two or three people.

"Go down the mountain with a paper crane," Yun Mo put the young man in his arms inside, and said to Siran and Liu Sirui, "Go to the main square, the sooner the better, stay away from the main peak, the thundercloud spreads very fast , the fringe peaks are not safe either.”

Liu Sirui nimbly drilled into the spirit weapon, and was waiting for Siran to come up, then quickly flew down the mountain, but who would have thought that Siran came here, but did not board the spirit weapon, just put the flower that is said to be worth three thousand high-grade spirit stones Stuffed it to him.

Siran said solemnly: "Protect it."

Liu Sirui swallowed his saliva: "Three, three thousand spirit stones... Wait, don't you also want to go together?"

However, Si Ran closed the door of the flying spirit weapon. Before Yun Mo left, he stood not far away. Si Ran walked over, glanced at the wounds on his body, and said in a low voice: "You are going to Qiantian Peak ?"

Yuqingdan is in Qiantian Peak, if you want to solve this matter completely, you must start with Yuqingdan, but you can't fly, and you don't have a flying magic weapon, so you have to find someone to take him there.

Yun Mo said: "Jianzong is very dangerous now, I may not be able to protect you, you should leave quickly and go to a safe place."

Upon hearing the words, Siran nodded in agreement, then asked as if he hadn't heard, "Can you take me to Gantian Peak?"

Yun Mo frowned deeply, this time the thunder disaster came unexpectedly, Qi Yan hadn't found a solution yet, but the enchantment of the main hall could not last long, and the other elders who were in charge of protecting the main peak were already exhausted , under such circumstances, he really didn't have the spare energy to deal with such an inexplicable request.

According to the exchange requirements, he needs to protect Si Ran's safety, but it doesn't mean that he will allow Si Ran to die and then clean up the mess for him.

In the two months before in Jianzong, Siran had always displayed a Buddhist, easy-going, and happy attitude. Yun Mo had no way of guessing the reason why he wanted to go to Qiantian Peak, and maybe there was no need to guess. At this critical juncture, everything irrelevant will be postponed.

Yun Mo's voice was still calm: "Qiantian Peak is forbidden for outsiders to enter at this time, this place is very dangerous, you—"

"The problem with Yuqing Pill is that the mistakes in the refining process do not account for a large proportion. Even if Qi Yan's refining process is not so smooth, this situation will not happen," Siran said, "The most fundamental problem is still the problem of the pill formula. , but the mistakes and omissions in the Dan formula are extremely small, but they are very critical, and many medicinal materials in the ancient Dan formula have been replaced, and under the influence of various factors, Qi Yan failed to discover the danger."

After Siran's voice fell, there was a short, extremely strange silence.

"Zheng-!"

The sound of the sword being unsheathed softly sounded, Yun Mo's eyes froze, he drew the sword out instantly, but stopped abruptly at the last moment, the half of the pure black blade that had been unsheathed was filled with a chill, he held tightly He stared at Siran intently, his eyes filled with forcibly suppressed coldness and oppression: "How do you know this?"

"Although Qi Yan is an eighth-rank alchemist, it is a pity that his ability is not enough to find a solution to this problem." Si Ran seemed to ignore the tense atmosphere, "At this moment, Yuqing Dan is not just a pill. Pills, it is the core of transformation, if the sword sect's aura is not extinguished, the thunder will continue until—"

"Turn everything here into scorched earth."

Yun Mo tightened his fingers holding the hilt of the sword, his fingertips turned blue and white, the air around him seemed to be in a stagnation, the background sound was thunder, but between the two, there was an indescribable the silence.

The drawn half of the sword attracted several bolts of lightning. Yun Mo was expressionless and let the lightning strike all over his body. Si Ran only felt that his mental quality was getting better day by day. With a glance, Yun Mo's hair was curled again.

In fact, it didn't take long, just a few breaths, Yun Mo slowly put the sword back into the sheath, losing the conductive metal, Lei Dian withdrew his hand without giving up, but was still hovering in midair.

Yun Mo asked: "What is your purpose?"

"Take me to Qiantian Peak. I just want to settle this matter." After going around and going around, I finally returned to the original sentence. I couldn't help but slander, why bother, "It's not easy for me. All the decorated caves have collapsed, and if the thunder continues, where will I live in the next 100 years?"

Yun Mo didn't speak, and looking at his expression, he couldn't tell why. He took two steps forward, picked up Siran with his right hand, pinched his arm, and flew towards Qiantian Peak.

Si Ran, who was caught in this weird posture again, was heartbroken, obviously there was a gentler hugging posture, Yun Mo definitely did it on purpose!

On Linguan Peak, Liu Sirui looked blankly at the two people who left, then turned to look at the unconscious man: "Just the two of us?"

In the box in his arms, small red flowers shook.

"And you, the three thousand spirit stones." Liu Sirui put the box away more carefully, but he felt a little inexplicably happy in his heart, little brother Siran really regarded him as a friend, such a precious thing Just handing it over to him like this, he must definitely keep it well, and never let the three thousand spirit stones be lost by a single cent.

If it's a little less, if he sells his whole body, he won't be able to pay for it.

Liu Sirui poured spiritual power into the spiritual weapon, and the paper crane floated up, carrying the two of them and flying down the mountain.

In the main hall of Qiantian Peak, perhaps because of the barrier barrier, the house is very quiet, so quiet that it makes people feel panicked. Qi Feng paced back and forth in the hall with a sullen face, Qi Yan's hair was disheveled, and his face was blackened by something , He didn't bother to wipe it clean, just sat on the ground like this, burying his head in flipping through ancient books.

There used to be an alchemy room in the main hall, but at this time it was bombed into a mess, the walls collapsed, the door flew, and the alchemy furnace was destroyed. In the entire alchemy room, there was only a purple-blue Yuqing pill floating in the air, which was dazzling. The thunder light slowly condensed in it, which looked extraordinarily weird.

"No, it's not this, and it's not this," Qi Yan muttered to himself, flipping through the jade slips and ancient books all over the floor like crazy, his eyes were red, and the veins in the corners of his eyes were bulging, "Impossible, how did this happen?" The matter—could it really be Dan Fang’s problem!?”

The Yuqing Pill accident caught everyone off guard, and the one who suffered the most was Qi Yan who refined it.

At this time, Qi Yan has fallen into deep self-blame and self-doubt. He wonders whether he has misread the prescription of the pill, whether he has used the wrong medicinal material, whether there is something wrong with the refining technique, and the always tenacious Taoist At this moment, his heart was trembling, and the memory of the past hundreds of years of alchemy was collapsing. Even if the people of Jianzong did not blame him, he could not forgive himself.

Qi Feng stood at the entrance of the main hall. Outside the barrier, there was already a curtain of thunder all over the sky. The purple-black thunder struck down one after another non-stop. The biggest thunder above his head would hit the barrier every few moments. Whether it is Qian Tianfeng or Jianzong, they can't last long.

He believes in Qi Yan's alchemy skills, and even more in his character, there must be something strange about this matter!

Qi Feng sighed for a long time, his eyes were dark. The suzerain has been in seclusion for thousands of years in order to attack the realm of crossing the catastrophe, and he will not be able to show up for a while. If Jianzong really can't keep it, they must abandon it here. As long as Jianzong The disciples are still alive, and the sword sect is immortal!

"Time is running out... After two hours, the barriers around the main peak will be invalid, and then..." Through heavy lightning, Qi Feng saw a figure approaching the main hall, "Yun Mo? Didn’t they let him go down the mountain, why did he come back, this matter is beyond their generation’s ability to solve—wait a minute, why is he still bringing someone with him?”

The closer he got to Qiantian Peak, the more unreasonable the thunder was. Even though Yun Mo was agile, he was still struck a few times. Even Si Ran was numb all over, and his hair stood on end, as if he had just made a new one. hairstyles.

The posture of being caught all the way was too uncomfortable. After landing, I slowed down for a long time before I suppressed the sense of spinning. Just as I stood still, I saw a middle-aged man walking over quickly and asked sharply: "What's wrong with you?" what's going on!?"

Siran glanced at Qi Feng's basic information, bowed to him, and said very politely: "Hello, Elder Qi, I am Siran, an enthusiastic monk, and I came here to help solve the Yuqingdan incident."

Qi Feng frowned, and before he could speak, Yun Mo said: "I didn't reveal anything to him, he...knows a lot."

Yun Mo paused, and briefly repeated what Siran had said before.

After hearing the words that Jianzong's spiritual energy is not extinguished, the thunder will continue until everything is turned into scorched earth, Qi Feng's pupils shrank suddenly, his heart jumped suddenly, and the surging spiritual power poured out uncontrollably!

As the elder of the Sword Sect, Qi Feng has a very high level of cultivation, and his spiritual power is also extremely powerful. Suddenly, his chest felt tight, and he ran behind Yun Mo as fast as a rabbit, only showing a small head.

Qi Feng: "..."

Yun Mo: "..."

This move was too smooth, and Siran only realized it belatedly.