the enemy is always on the verge

The sharp point of the sword was two inches behind the neck.

The man lowered his eyes and asked coldly, "Little thing, where is Qiong Huaizhi?"

The face of "little thing" suddenly drooped, turned around, and put his nose against the tip of the sword, "You are calling me?"

Yunrong found that the latter seemed to be quite interested in the fact that he dared to turn his head to face his sword, the other raised his eyebrows, his face as cold as a glacier was a bit sarcasm, "Is there anything else here?"

He is a person, not a thing, and he is not small, he is 230 years old!

Yun Rong looked up at the tall man opposite, feeling that her cervical spine was about to break.This person's realm is not stable, it seems that he has just established the foundation not long ago, so he is only sixteen or seventeen years old, he is almost a baby in front of him.I am already a monk at the Golden Core stage, this man should call himself a junior.

Yun Rong felt that this person was very rude, but she still said kindly, "I'm also looking for an exit, I don't know."

The other party was relentless, "What are you looking for?"

"Joan Huailu."

"take me."

"I don't know the way."

"Do you want to die?"

"..."

How can there be such a person!

Yun Rong tried her best to stare at him with wide eyes to express her dissatisfaction.It's just that he looks no older than eleven or twelve years old, born from the heart, and seems gentle and refined. He stared at the other party for a long time, but the man didn't respond at all.

Yun Rong was very upset, turned around and left, but the man followed behind him.When he walks, the other party also walks; when he stops, the other party also stops.

Yun Rong held his breath, didn't speak, just walked ahead with his head buried.After about a cup of tea, Yunrong pointed to a distorted tree beside him and asked, "Have you been here before?"

"Oh, is it?"

Yun Rong stopped talking, walked forward again, and soon saw another tree that looked very similar, "Is this tree different from the one just now?"

Chengjing took a look, "Are you asking me?"

Yunrong asked with a smile, "Is there anything else here?"

Cheng Jing felt that his words were a bit familiar, Yun Rong said right away, "You didn't look at the road at all, did you?"

Chengjing thought the little doll's words were very interesting, "You are leading the way, why should I watch the way?"

Yun Rong couldn't understand whether this person had a big heart or no brains, and even let him, a stranger, lead the way with peace of mind, isn't he afraid that he might plot against him?

Seemingly seeing Yun Rong's thoughts, Cheng Jing was very clever once in a while, "Could it be that you can beat me?"

Yun Rong's face darkened, where did this guy who judges people by appearance get his confidence!Even if Qiong Huailin's labyrinth prevents the monks who enter it from using spiritual power, but after all, he is a monk at the golden core stage, and he has lived hundreds of years longer than the other party. No matter how he thinks, this person is not his opponent.

"Which sect are you from?"

"Excalibur."

Yun Rong's face suddenly turned cold. The current suzerain of the Divine Sword Sect is his father-killing enemy. The reason why he came to return Xianling was to get Qiong Huailu and avenge his parents.Therefore, Yun Rong preconceived that there are no good people in the Divine Sword Sect.

He snorted coldly, "Hmph, no wonder."

Yunrong didn't want to be with this person anymore, and pointed at the crooked tree from afar, "See? This Qionghuai tree is the eye of this maze. There are 190 such formations in Qionghuai Forest." Eye, you count three trees and turn to the right once, six turns for the second time, nine trees for the third time, and repeat this, turning once every three, six or nine times, you can find Qionghuai in the center of the formation before dark tree."

Yun Rong's words were a holy book to Cheng Jing, he only heard a bunch of "bah blah blah", and after the other party finished speaking, he raised his sword and said, "Lead the way."

Yun Rong looked at the sword pointing at her eyes again, and suddenly wondered if there was something wrong with the other party's brain.Soon, he sighed.Forget it, this person looks like the kind of person with well-developed limbs and a simple mind. If he is left here, he will be sucked by the tree spirit for a while.

Yun Rong didn't say anything anymore, and concentrated on counting the eyes.Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, the sky is covered with dark clouds and it starts to rain.The branches and leaves of Qionghuai Forest were dense, and at first they didn't notice it, but then thunder rolled in the sky, and the rain became heavier and heavier.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt struck a sapling not far from the two of them, and immediately caught fire.

Chengjing didn't take it seriously, but when he turned his head, he saw his little boy leading the way tensed up, looking around nervously.

Chengjing asked, "Why don't you leave?"

Yun Rong said dryly, "The dryad will come over soon, I'm wondering where we are going to escape."

"A dryad?"

Yun Rong finally couldn't hold back his anger after holding back for a long time, "Didn't you read the literature about Qiong Huailin before you came? Each of the 190 and eight eyes in Qiong Huailin is a dryad! Besides, they hate fire the most!"

Because they are afraid of fire, they hate it very much. As long as there is a fire in the forest, the usually quiet dryads will rush forward and hang all the monks in the forest. This is the real reason why Qionghuai Forest is so dangerous!

Yun Rong was in a hurry, but saw that the eyes of the man beside him were full of excitement.

"Isn't that just right?" The man grabbed him and held him by his waist, "Did you just say that those dryads are the eyes?"

Yun Rong suddenly had a bad premonition, he struggled to think, "What do you want to do?"

Cheng Jing tried to hold the scabbard with his teeth, and pulled out the sword abruptly, with a bright fire in his deep eyes, "Destroy them!"

Yun Rong immediately said, "Don't be joking! Those are tree spirits that have grown for hundreds of thousands of years, and the worst ones are equivalent to the late Golden Core stage of a monk. You can't use spiritual power now, and it is impossible to fight!"

A man's soft laughter came from above his head, "Who told you that I can't use spiritual power?"

Seeing another lightning strike, Cheng Jing went up to meet it, the lightning struck the tip of the sword and meandered down along the blade, wiping out a flame.Chengjing raised his sword and swung down, a tree spirit rushing towards him was split in two!

How can it be?

Yun Rong looked at everything in front of him in shock, there is no doubt that Qiong Huailin can suppress the aura of a monk.But this person actually thought of citing the spiritual energy in the sky thunder, and successfully turned this spiritual energy into his own use!

Yun Rong thought for a while, then said in shock, "Are you the root of fire?!"

Cheng Jing grinned, the slightly raised corners of his mouth reflected the light of the fire, "It just so happens that I like fire the most."

The fire spirit root, which is rare in a hundred years, is as rare as his wind spirit root.If it is a pure fire spirit root, it is indeed possible that it will not be hurt by thunder and fire, but it is sky fire after all, this is too bold for a skilled person!

While Yun Rong was thinking wildly, Cheng Jing had already dealt with the second tree spirit.However, more and more dryads were waking up around, and the ground also cracked one after another.

Knowing that going on like this is not an option, Yun Rong immediately said, "The tree spirit moves slowly, but the branches are very flexible. You use the spiritual energy of the sky fire to control the sword and pass through them from bottom to top."

Cheng Jing glanced at him, and when the next thunder struck, he immediately walked with his sword.Straight into the sky from the root of the dryad, followed by dozens of branches.

"Go down!" Yun Rong said.

The sword light turned straight down, and the branches swooped down, only to become entangled with the next wave of branches that were chasing after them, forming a knot.

Chengjing glanced at the entangled and struggling branches behind him, and couldn't help rubbing the little man in his arms, "Not bad."

Yun Rong's face turned black after being touched, and when the two of them rushed into the air again, they pointed to somewhere and said, "Did you see those moving dryads? In the middle of those dryads is Qiong Huai. Where Lu is!"

Thanks to those restless dryads, the quiet place in the center was very easy to find. After a while, the two of them left the dryads and stopped at the entrance of the cave.

It was Yun Rong's first visit to Qionghuai Forest, and when he saw the fairy tree Qionghuai Tree, which was widely praised by the monks, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"It turns out that the real Qionghuai tree actually grows in such a fairyland." Yunrong looked around, the pool water was clear and green, with lingering lights and various colors.

With it, I might be able to ask the suzerain for a god-killing pill to avenge my parents!

Yun Rong clenched her fists, stood on the mud and rocks beside Tan, tiptoed down a branch, and then used the branch to guide the dew on the leaves into the bottle drop by drop.

Chengjing saw that he was too slow like this, and spent a long time trying to pick only a little bit.So he walked over and punched the tree trunk.

The Qionghuai tree shook, and the dew on the leaves fell like rain, and Yun Rong was immediately soaked.

Yunrong's face showed sullenness, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Jing said, "When and what month are you going to harvest like that?"

Yun Rong was even angrier when she heard that, "Qiong Huailu is a sacred item of the immortal family, you can only use Qionghuai branches as a lure, you only know how to use brute force to destroy Kazuki's Qionghuailu properly!"

Yun Rong looked down at her wet clothes and felt very distressed. This Qionghuai dew was not a day's dew, it would take more than a year and a half to be conceived by spiritual energy, but in the end it was ruined by this reckless man!

Fortunately, there were other Qionghuai trees, Yunrong glared at him, and ran to another tree, but the rest of the trees were a bit tall, and he couldn't reach them even if he was short on tiptoe.

Seeing that his small stature nearly fell into the cold pool, Cheng Jing followed him and grabbed his back collar, lifting him up.

Before Yun Rong could react, a large drop of Qionghuailu was delivered to his eyes. He didn't care about complaining about Chengjing, so he quickly picked up a twig and led Qionghuailu into the porcelain bottle.

Seeing his eager look, Cheng Jing asked, "What do you want Qiong Huai Lu to do?"

"Of course it is to improve my strength! I want to ask the suzerain for a god-killing pill. Qiong Huailu can maximize the effect of the god-killing pill, so that I can..." Yun Rong suddenly felt that he was explaining It's a little too detailed.He curled his lips and asked, "Aren't you the same? I came to find Qiong Huailu because I wanted to improve my cultivation and defeat people I couldn't beat before!"

Cheng Jing said frankly, "I just chose the most difficult one among the sect's missions."

"Why?" Yun Rong asked curiously, "Don't you have someone you want to defeat no matter what?"

Cheng Jing glanced at him, "I just want to be the strongest one in my cultivation, but I haven't figured out who I want to beat."

Yun Rong couldn't help looking back at him, the man's arms were very long, lifting him up straight.The man's eyes that were shining during the battle were slightly lowered at the moment, looking careless, as if he had no interest in Qiong Huailu, which so many monks coveted.

Yun Rong was stunned for a moment, and then quickly laughed. The dissatisfaction in her heart that had been depressed since she entered Qiong Huailin seemed to be suddenly cleared up.

The world is so big, Meng Changde and Wu Nian are nothing more than tiny grains of sand, they are not worthy of being the target of his cultivation at all, let alone sacrificing his life on purpose.The spirit of his parents in heaven also definitely didn't want him to end his life hastily for revenge. It was because he had too many distracting thoughts during his cultivation that he couldn't understand the fourth layer of the "Fourteen Classics" for so long.

Yun Rong glanced at the porcelain bottle in his hand, then threw it back into the cold pool, "Thank you, I don't need this thing anymore."

"Sure?"

"Naturally," Yun Rong said confidently, "When I become stronger, I will challenge you."

Only then did Chengjing become interested, raised his eyebrows and said, "Excalibur, Chengjing."