My eldest brother loves to grow flowers

"It's you who are flying slowly, and the talismans are also flying slowly! Chirping, chirping, dragging!"

"To shut up!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo," So weak? I've noticed Elder Brother from a long distance before, why haven't I felt it when I'm so close?"

Little Eleven was the one with the lowest cultivation base, and before he realized it, the others had already rushed over.

They first saw Chong Jin and felt the fluctuations in his cultivation. They were still surprised how it took a few days for Chong Jin to grow so tall, but his cultivation had risen so quickly.

Chongjin turned around and looked at them with bloodshot purple eyes.

People who used to love cleanliness, hated blood, and hated mess were now in unprecedented embarrassment. Their pale paper face was stained with blood, and their luxurious purple robes were covered with messy dark brown marks.

He said eagerly: "Give me the Ninth Grade Pill!"

With a movement of Chong Jin who was hugging Rong Huai, a man whose arms were full of blood and bruises was exposed.The hideous and terrifying scar, like an arm that was broken into countless pieces and then spliced ​​together, hangs on the side, which directly frightened Xiao Shiyi who had just arrived.

"Big, Big Brother..."

"Don't cry!" Chongjin's hoarse voice was particularly intimidating. He looked at Chu Mo who was also startled, and urged loudly: "Ninth grade pill! Hurry up!"

Chu Mo didn't dare to delay any longer, and took out all the ninth-grade pills at once.

Jingling jade bottles filled with ninth-grade elixir were piled up on the floor, Chong Jin directly poured a full bottle, and then put four of them into his mouth one by one, and lifted Rong Huai's jaw.

People who have already been seriously injured and comatose, and almost fell into the underworld, even lost their swallowing instinct completely.

Chong Jin wrapped the pill in a familiar way, and it went straight into the throat.Feeling that the elixir slipped down with difficulty, he backed out, and then sent in several more elixirs together.

In such a world of comprehension in its heyday, even one of the top ten alchemy sects cherished a ninth-grade elixir, and now it was desperately sent into Rong Huai's mouth.

The jade bottles were emptied one after another, and the eleven people did not dare to breathe. They could feel that Rong Huai was stepping on the edge of the cliff of death.

Invisible hands clenched the heart, and the most terrifying nightmare appeared in front of his eyes.

Eldest brother has no cultivation base.

Senior brother is not a monk.

Big brother will die...

It was only a few days, and they were lost for a few days, and the senior brother became like this.

The completely dark night sky shrouded their hearts in gray and gray.

"Spiritual fluid."

Hearing Chongjin's words, Mu Rongrong, who was holding back tears with red eyes, hurriedly took out the spiritual liquid and handed it to Chongjin, and saw Rong Huai more closely, and saw the shriveled, scarred cheeks, forcibly holding back Tears splattered out.

"Does it hurt?" She asked softly.

No one pays attention to her.

Chong Jin, who had received the spiritual liquid, raised his head and drank it all into his mouth. Before he could feel the abundant spiritual energy, he helped Rong Huai again and leaned over to ferry the spiritual liquid in.

A little liquid flowed down the corners of the lips that didn't fit perfectly, and dripped into the skirt of the clothes.

After feeding the elixir, Chongjin fed the ninth-grade pill again.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the roar of monsters can be heard in the distant dense forest.Chu Mo enveloped the place with spiritual energy, and the thick and terrifying coercion forced all the monks and birds and beasts who passed by to avoid this place.

The cold moonlight silently shone here, and the purple robe and the blood-stained blue robe merged and overlapped.

Finally, after another bottle of ninth-grade elixir was used up, the heart of the person in his arms almost stopped, like after a heavy snowfall, tender grass that broke ice in spring lightly hit his chest.

The breath that was about to disappear completely was spit out lightly, with a little warmth.

Every movement is very light and subtle, but Chongjin can notice it immediately.He hugged the person in his arms tremblingly, not daring to let go.

The whole body's spiritual consciousness is spread out, and all the cultivation bases are released, all of which are used to catch the sound of breathing like the wind caressing the tip of grass in the ear.

Listening to the impact sound like ants rolling sand in the chest.

Feel the light temperature of the hand holding the palm gradually return.

He was sure again and again before he could believe that Rong Huai had really come back to life, and his back that had been tense all the time suddenly relaxed.

The lips that were stained with blood but didn't have time to wipe were parted a little, and the ashen and dead person seemed to have just come to life at this moment, Chongjin whispered: "It's okay, Rong Huai, it's okay."

Recently, Zhongyu seems not to be peaceful, and many major events have happened one after another.

For example, one of the top sects at the beginning, Zhenzong, the mountain guarding formation was inexplicably poked open a hole, and the majestic master of Zhenzong was grabbed by the collar in the place where he was meditating and practicing, and asked: Do you have Xumi? Mustard?Will you set up a ninth-rank peak teleportation formation?

In the dead of night, I don't know how many people, their spiritual consciousness rushed to cover his head and face, and no one had time to see clearly.The coercion of the peak of the Mahayana directly forced him to kneel to the ground.

They are clearly both at the peak of Mahayana, but they don't know why, why when facing this person who can break into their sect without authorization, it seems that he is only in the early stage of the tribulation, and others can crush him to death with a single finger.

The comprehension world doesn't know why since more than 500 years ago, monks were no longer allowed to ascend to the realms of immortality and demons.So for everyone, the highest level of cultivation is the peak of Mahayana.

Even though he knew that the peak of the Mahayana was different from the peak of the Mahayana, but as the suzerain of the ten top sects, he was a ninth-rank formation cultivator, and there were only five fingers in the world of comprehension who could compare with him.

Just when he was wondering which force this person belonged to, he rejected himself all of a sudden.

No force should have such a strong person nowadays!Could it be the No. [-] sect, the sword sect's Taoist Yuan Heng who has avoided the world for hundreds of years?

That's not right, let's not talk about the aura of Daoist Yuanheng, once the sword is drawn, it will definitely cause the world to shake.If it's Yuan Heng, why bother to come to their formation sect secretly in the middle of the night.

The Sect Master, who hadn't figured it out yet, was confused by the two questions that followed.

What is the mustard seed?

There is no such thing as Sumi mustard, not to mention him, even in the entire cultivation world!

So what does it mean that he can set up a ninth-rank peak teleportation array?

Not to mention the pinnacle of the ninth rank, even the ninth rank teleportation array is not something he can casually deploy!

"I said he couldn't set up a teleportation array." A lazy and inaudible voice came, accompanied by a scent of spirit wine: "You must believe it."

"Then what should we do? Why can't he even make a teleportation array? Where else can we find it? Why don't you ask him who knows who can set up a ninth-grade teleportation array?"

"Ask him why? No matter how useless this old man is, he still bears the title of the Sect Master of Zhen Sect." The moment the lazy voice opened his mouth, his anger would be half dead.

Sect Master Zhen was so angry that he gritted his teeth because he was not strong enough.

These unknown people are clearly here to humiliate him, right? !

When the shackles all over his body were loosened, when he looked up again, there was no one in front of him.This kind of thing of being broken into the door and being humiliated with his head pressed down, the Sect Master Zhen would naturally not talk about it.

But I won't say it again, they still can't hide the fact that they made a hole in the mountain protection formation out of thin air, this is the formation sect!There was a hole in the formation sect's mountain protection formation for no reason? !

Even though it seemed like a trivial matter, it was the top sect in the Central Territory, and the formation of the sect was broken, so the news spread all over the streets and alleys at once.

I thought this matter was over, but I didn't expect that it would not be long before the news of Sumi mustard seed came.

Suddenly there is a secret realm in the central domain, no, more precisely, it is a mustard seed that breaks the barrier and falls into the realm of comprehension.

Sumeru Mustard Seed fell on the edge of the Central Territory, and on the day it appeared, countless large groups flocked to it.When I entered Sumi mustard seed, I felt that although the aura inside was extremely strong, it was extremely manic, like a monster that lost its owner and was furious, crazily venting its dissatisfaction.

However, there were still quite a few advanced monks who endured their manic aura and entered for a stroll, only to find that there was a place called Yongle City, and there were still many treasures left in it.It's a pity that all these treasures of heaven and earth have been sucked out of their aura and turned into a pile of useless waste.

As soon as Xumi mustard came out of Yongle City, someone found the monk who had been in Yongle City and had disappeared for a long time.

For example, the disciples of Tianchenzong and Yueyinzong who once went to Guishanling to help get rid of the demon cultivators.It turned out that after they got rid of Moxiu, they didn't leave too quickly, but were all sucked into the teleportation array and sent to Yongle City.

Zhongyu Dazong found out the specific news from these monks, and instantly understood the ins and outs of the matter.Then they gathered a large number of monks from Yongle City, compared with what they said, and as expected, following the place where they disappeared, they found overlapping nine-rank large formations like ghost mountains all over the world of comprehension.

In addition, what the monks in Yongle City said, said that on the day they left Yongle City, all the spiritual energy in Yongle City, including their cultivation, was sucked away by something.

All of a sudden, the strange incidents piled up made people panic.

Sumeru mustard seeds, this kind of unheard-of and unseen fetish that can only be recorded in a few ancient books, unexpectedly appeared in the realm of comprehension.

Distributed everywhere, the [-]th rank large formation that the Sect Master of the Formation Sect could not even produce one of them.

And the weird Yongle City in Sumi mustard, just like its name, Yongle city, listening to those monks who are still addicted to Yongle city, lamenting and regretting, the master of Sumi mustard borrowed the array to capture monks, it is not at all In order to covet something, they gave them back the cultivation resources that everyone in the cultivation world covets.So what exactly is this guy up to?

Last but not least is the scariest.

Is it a person or something that can tear apart a barrier, destroy mustard seeds, and even compete for the aura of dead things by one's own strength?

All the mysteries gathered together are too frightening. The suzerain companies and elders of the top ten sects in the cultivation world, and the big men with prominent voices from all sides gathered overnight to discuss this matter.

The Sect Master of Zhenzong had personally been to the Ghost Mountain, and saw the Ghost Mountain of the Ten Thousand Mountains being razed to the ground. Even he could not do such a terrifying strength.He also thought of the group who broke into the formation sect at night and asked him about the mustard seeds and the ninth-grade formation.Finally, there is the cultivator who can single-handedly destroy mustard seeds.

Now they don't care about face, obviously the people or things involved are far beyond what their sect can bear.

So he slowly told the other nine sects what happened to him. After everyone listened, someone finally said: "I guess they must be together. It should be that the person who destroyed Sumi mustard seed entered Yongle City unintentionally, so In order to find him, his companion came to the formation site, trying to find the trace of that person through the formation."

As soon as this guess came out, everyone nodded.

"No." Suddenly someone said: "A person who can tear apart a space with his bare hands and even mobilize all spiritual energy, in terms of cultivation, would not dare to fall into those formations."

They thought about those formations for several days, and finally the suzerain realized that those formations could be selectively brought into monks according to their cultivation.

There was an eerie silence in the lobby.

A cultivation base below Yuan Ying, a cultivation base below Yuan Ying, and a cultivation base below Yuan Ying can tear apart mustard seeds with bare hands?Who are you bluffing? !

No matter how much they thought this time, they couldn't think of a reason.

Until someone spoke again: "Sovereign Master Zhen, you have been in contact with those people before. Is their aura clean? Is there any killing spirit?"

The master of Zhenzong shook his head: "No."

Even though in the eyes of those people, he was as useless as a chick, but those people obviously only came to ask him two questions, and they didn't show any murderous intent.Even the various precious things in his retreat room have never been touched.

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief: "Although I don't know who it is, as long as it's not a demon cultivator, it will be fine."

The city is full of wind and rain over there, but in a remote place in the central region, there are gurgling streams, and the mountains and maple forests are as red as fire.

The autumn wind blows, and the maple leaves rustle and fall.Through the half-open wooden window, the bed curtain is half-draped, and a person with soft eyebrows is lying on the soft bed.

With just one glance, it seemed that the whole world had quieted down, not daring to make any movement for fear of disturbing him.

His breathing was shallow and even, and his cheeks sunken due to excessive blood loss, while pale, were even more distressingly weak.After a while, Chong Jin came in with the ointment.

The turquoise ointment has a delicate fragrance, translucent and alluring.This was specially refined by Mu Rongrong for Rong Huai, and it was used to wipe wounds.

Sitting on the side of the bed, Chong Jin dipped his fingertips in the ointment, and carefully began to rub it on Rong Huai's face bit by bit.The ointment made by Mu Rongrong is very effective, but Rong Huai's injury always heals very slowly.

After wiping it continuously for so long every day, my face is still covered with heavy dark bloodstains.Like pieces of jade porcelain spliced ​​together, it has a weird and cruel beauty.

After applying the ointment on the whole body, Chong Jin carefully tied the clothes for him, and fetched the ninth-grade elixir prepared next to him.After holding one in his mouth, he lightly squeezed his jaw open with his fingers, and Chong Jin leaned over to aim at it, and pushed the elixir in.

After feeding the elixir, Chong Jin picked up the spiritual liquid in the jade bottle next to him, and let Rong Huai ferry it in again.

After finishing everything, Chongjin carefully wiped the moist corners of Rong Huai's lips.

It has been several days since meeting with Lingyumen, since Rong Huai was rescued with the ninth-grade elixir that night, no matter how many elixirs and spiritual liquids he fed, Rong Huai has always fallen into a coma.

Because they couldn't detect what was going on in Rong Huai's body with spiritual energy, they didn't dare to cut off Rong Huai's ninth-grade elixir without authorization.It had been used for a long time that night, and in the past few days, the consumption of the Ninth Grade Medicinal Pill was extremely large, far exceeding what Rong Huai had used in the past 20 years.

But even after spending so many precious pills, Rong Huai didn't even wake up, even his eyelashes didn't move at all.

Everyone in Lingyumen didn't cry, they stood outside the room with red eyes, not daring to come in, for fear of disturbing their elder brother.Mu Rongrong saw that the ninth-grade elixir was being used less and less, fearing that one day it would not be enough, his temper suddenly calmed down, and he worked hundreds of times harder than before, and began to refine the ninth-grade elixir.

Now the ninth-grade pill is Wei Xu Ronghuai's life-saving item, they dare not break it, and they can't.

Practice from morning to night, come back if you fail, keep practicing and practice, never daring to rest.

People from Lingyumen seldom go out, and the elixir that can refine the ninth-grade elixir is even rarer, and refining the elixir is extremely expensive.

After several days of refining by Mu Rongrong, the ninth-grade elixir was completely exhausted. Seeing that Mu Rongrong was so anxious that he was about to cry.The lazy people in Lingyumen, together with the alcoholic Chu Mo, immediately separated to find the elixir.

The Central Territory is vast and rich in resources, and the aura is the most abundant in the cultivation world. There are countless secret realms. Although there are few ninth-grade elixir, it is not without it.

Before leaving, they were afraid that someone would break in, they filled up numerous high-level formations, and prepared countless high-level talismans for Chongjin and Mu Rongrong.Little Eleven even dumped hundreds of puppets from the Foundation Establishment Stage to the Nascent Soul Stage, and handed them over to Chongjin for safekeeping. As long as anyone dared to break in, they would directly let the puppets explode themselves, and the explosion would kill them as well.

It was clearly an inconspicuous little corner at the very edge of the Central Territory, and they made them so forcefully that even Mahayana monks dared not set foot there, for fear that someone would disturb their elder brother again.

Mu Rongrong also wanted to look for it, but she dared not leave.Even if you can't refine the ninth-grade elixir, you can still refine other ones. If you really wait until the ninth-grade elixir is exhausted, you can take it easy.

Lingyumen is connected with Chu Mo, there are only twelve people in total, and the youngest eleven below is only 12 years old, but they insist on going out, there is no way to stop them.

Chongjin knew that they wanted to do something for Rong Huai, so it was inconvenient to say more.Now Rong Huai is unconscious, and the only master is unreliable.

Chu Mo's cultivation is advanced and he's seen a lot, so Chong Jin doesn't worry too much about him.But among Rong Huai's juniors, there are only two or three who are crowned, and they are all dumbfounded, which makes people worry about it.

After all, he was still worried about this group of people. Before they went out, Chongjin still frowned and shouted: "People's hearts are unpredictable, don't be stupid outside."

The nine disciples, facing Chongjin, shrugged their heads one by one, subconsciously obeying what they said seemed to be engraved in their bones.

"If any of you have an accident, no matter if you lose your life or lose an arm or a leg, I will tell Rong Huai exactly when he wakes up."

"You are all too familiar with his temperament. If he doesn't take the ninth-grade elixir you exchanged for, or has to kill his own life, or return all the injuries you have suffered, I will not stop him."

Chu Mo on the side watched in amazement.Not to mention that Chongjin is now in Lingyumen, it is just a spiritual plant picked up by Rong Huai, if you don't know it, you can only think that the master is reprimanding his subordinates.

He grew up watching these people, don't look at the usual idleness, in fact they are all a bunch of arrogant guys.Although the talent of this group of guys, even if they are hundreds of times more proud, it can be seen that they are used to their virtues of fearlessness, and now they look like quails, cowardly and obedient, I have to say it is true Strange.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of taking out the photo stone directly, Chu Mo wanted to record it, so he would take it out and have a look at it in his spare time.

"Come back as you go out, do you hear me?"

The volume of Chong Jin's voice remained the same, but the nine people were all excited, and even Mu Rongrong, who was holding the elixir at the door, followed in unison: "Obey!"

Chu Mo: You really are the master.

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