After wearing cannon fodder, I attacked Master

Wei Qing was lying on the ground in a daze, thinking that these monsters were helping him crack down on counterfeiting, and Mingyue, the master of Fangzhu Palace, must not be their opponent.

Wei Qing barely adjusted his breath, turned around and turned around, but when he saw it, there was nothing behind him, not to mention the person who was like him, even Fansha, Zhu Gui, and Hualiu disappeared, not even a single person. No one was there.

The huge mirror that I saw before was spread flat on the lake as usual, and did not stand upright like the sky.

Only Wei Qing's pain was real.

Lifting off his clothes, he saw that there were indeed many scars on his chest and waist, and a few pools of blood on the ground, which also proved that he had been truly injured, and the breath in his body was disordered, and his spiritual power and magic power were not moving smoothly.

He had no choice but to get up, adjust his breath and meditate.But as soon as he closed his eyes, there was another loud ringing of bells, which almost pierced the eardrums, and his body was pulled up violently by a force.

When he opened his eyes, the water in Linghu Lake was turbulent, and a huge bottomless mouth at the bottom of the lake swallowed him effortlessly.

"Si Ying, how are you, Si Ying?"

Hearing Mo Xuanfang's urgent call, Wei Qing instinctively leaned towards Fang Fang, but his center of gravity was unstable and he missed.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and found that he was still sitting by the Linghu Lake, maintaining a meditation posture.

The pools of blood on the ground were very glaring, and he raised his head holding his breath.Sure enough, the solid surface of the lake was as vertical as a mountain, towering over the place where the Linghu Lake used to be.

And his pale face was reflected on the mirror-like surface of the lake.

"Mingyue, come out!" Wei Qing supported his injured body, got up and shouted towards the lake.

The people in the lake remained motionless, looking at him with strange eyes, the whole world was extremely strange.

Wei Qing took a deep breath. At this time, he must not be confused. The sound of the bell is haunting him. By this time, he has heard countless bells, and he does not know which side of the world he is in under the formation. The only thing he can confirm is that, I was injured unconsciously.

I don't know what happened to Xuanfang?

Wei Qing wiped the blood from his mouth.

If he really injured himself just now, he was only able to be so seriously injured in the early days of Mahayana, then Mo Xuanfang would only be several times more dangerous than him in the same situation, and he can't imagine what it is like now.

Wei Qing stared at the person in the lake, no matter whether that person was his hallucination or not, this person, this spiritual lake, is the only breakthrough.

Opening the Qiankun bag, Wei Qing found a black box, which contained a kind of elixir that Mo Xuanfang forced him to take since he was a child. He didn't take it the last time, and there were more than ten pills left in the box. He grabbed them all and swallowed them up. belly.

The person in the opposite lake was stunned for a moment, then a pained look appeared on his face, his hands twitched and he covered his mouth.

When Wei Qing entered the elixir, the golden dragon inside his body suddenly trembled, and the pain he hadn't tasted for a long time gradually spread to his limbs and bones.

This elixir was made by Mo Xuanfang himself. Apart from helping Wei Qing replenish his spiritual power and strengthen his body, it also has another effect, which is to suppress Wei Qing's golden dragon blood, lest he control Wei Qing's consciousness and enter the body. The magic way.

But Wei Qing has a special physique that is rare in thousands of years, and now he has developed twin bloodlines on his own, and spirits and demons coexist in his body.Therefore, taking this elixir will not cause any real harm except for some physical pain.

But the people in the lake are different.

Wei Qing guessed right, although the person in the lake was a clone copied by the bell, but only had Wei Qing's cultivation level, the blood of the golden dragon in the world has only one bloodline, and it can only belong to one person.

Ordinary people don't have the blood of the golden dragon, nor do they have twin bloodlines, so the elixir is no different from a poisonous medicine after taking it, let alone a dozen pills in a row, how can the blood of the body bear it.After a while, blood came out all over his body, and he fell obliquely.

As the man fell, the calm surface of the lake also rippled like water waves, and the vertical lake surface like a hill was twisted and crooked, and it was about to fail.

Wei Qing quickly retreated and flew obliquely. The moment he jumped up, the lake water poured down into the Linghu Lake with overwhelming momentum, causing huge waves.

A figure leaped out of the waves like a swallow, with a flash of cold light in his hand, he stabbed down angrily at Wei Qing with his sword.

Wei Qingchao was on full alert, and when he saw a figure flying towards him, he tactfully avoided it.At the same time, dozens of magic weapons in the universe bag flew together and smashed towards the figure diagonally above.

"Wei Siying, hurry up and accept the surrender."

The figure that flew over was Mingyue, the master of the Fang Zhu Hall. He was wearing the blue Taoist robe of the Fourth Hall of the Middle School, with a wooden hairpin on his head.

With the sound of the magic weapon bursting, Mingyue pierced through the debris of the magic weapon, and made a painful killing move towards Weiqing.

Wei Qing is not his opponent, but fortunately there are still plenty of magic weapons in the Qiankun bag, plus his Mahayana cultivation, the superimposed power of the magic weapons cannot be underestimated, and it can even be tied with Mingyue.

He kept his hands on his hands, and cursed: "Master Mingyue, look at you, you usually look like a gentleman, how can you be so shameless when you bully a junior."

Mingyue's hands froze, she gritted her teeth and said, "Where am I shameless?"

With such a distracted effort, Wei Qing took advantage of his loopholes. Several silver needles pierced through his robe and stuck into his arms, and the long sword almost fell to the ground.

Wei Qing smiled and said: "Tsk tsk, seeing you are such a three-legged cat, no wonder you don't dare to fight me upright, you only dare to hide behind, sneak around, play tricks, and deceive a junior like me. If it spreads, it will spread all over the Three Realms You are about to laugh your teeth out, and you still say you want face?"

Mingyue hurriedly stabilized her Dao heart, but her face turned red and white and said, "It's my generation's responsibility to eliminate demons and defend the Dao. Even if it spreads out and people make fun of it, that's... there's nothing I can do about it."

You must know that this formation should be set up in this way, false and true, swindling people into the game, Wei Qing deliberately distorted and said it is very unbearable, but how can Mingyue's identity explain the entanglement to him, it doesn't matter so much at the moment, I can only sullenly storm.

However, there are so many magic treasures hidden in Wei Qing's body, and the power of the superimposed exercises is so powerful that Ming Yue can barely gain the upper hand, unable to defeat Wei Qing for a while, Ming Yue can't help but feel anxious secretly.

At this time, Wei Qing said again: "It's okay to pass it on to others, but I'm afraid that if you pass it on to Penglai Palace, they will think you are ashamed and won't even let you in."

Wei Qing had heard before that Mingyue, the master of Fangzhu Hall, and He Xiwei, the master of Penglai Hall, were cousins.

Although both of them lived in seclusion and rarely interacted with each other, but at this time the situation forced Wei Qing to talk nonsense about him, just to disturb Mingyue's Taoist heart.

Unexpectedly, Mingyue obviously had trouble breathing after hearing this, Wei Qing took advantage of a flaw, and got a sword in the chest.

Wei Qing also expected such a result, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and even more brazenly laughed at what was so hard to hear, only cursing Mingyue was furious and made frequent mistakes.

After fighting for a long time, the area around the Linghu Lake was already in a mess, the Lingshan Mountain by the lake was missing a few corners, and the Linghu Lake was even more turbulent.

Wei Qing took the opportunity to form a tortoise shell with magic weapons, and hid himself in it, avoiding Mingyue's attack and crashing into Linghu Lake.

With Mingyue around, Wei Qing was not inhaled again by Linghu, but there was a loud bang, revealing a huge bell.

The bell covered the sky and the sun, and then surfaced.

In mid-air, the body of the bell was green, with countless runes engraved on its surface, and the runes were not fixed, like flowing water, constantly changing styles.

The bottom of the bell body is held up by nine tripods, which are closely connected with the bell body, like 27 extra legs out of thin air.

Seeing the nine tripods floating out, Wei Qing felt dizzy and his ears were buzzing. He knew that the bell was about to strike, so he chopped at one of the tripods desperately.

The magic weapon in his hand happened to be a long knife, and with a single stroke, one of Dingzu's legs was chopped off.

At the same time, the Jiuding Bell let out a dull long hiss, like glass scraped across a blackboard, broken and torn, completely different from the previous bells.

And Mingyue, who had killed behind Wei Qing, suddenly disappeared at the moment when the long sword pierced Wei Qing's back.

The Jiuding bell cracked, and the scattered runes cut through the sky like green streamers one after another, turning into small dots like fireflies.

Suddenly, the huge mouth in Linghu reopened, sucking Wei Qing in.

The world was spinning, Wei Qing only felt his body lighten, and was hugged sideways by someone.

Mo Xuanfang's eyes were reddish, he looked at him anxiously and said, "Don't use your strength yet, I will heal your injuries with exercise."

Wei Qing grabbed his hand and said, "Xuanfang...I...have I broken the real formation?"

Mo Xuanfang nodded, signaling him not to use force, the power of the palm of his hand had already entered Wei Qing's body: "As expected of my disciple, you have broken the formation."

Wei Qing heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head and fell softly into Mo Xuanfang's arms, only to realize that the sky above his head was clear and bright, the world had already turned into the right position, and Mo Xuanfang was standing firmly on the edge of Linghu Lake.

Wei Qing grinned: "It's really broken." He gasped again, "What about the Lord Mingyue?"

Mo Xuanfang said lightly: "Mingyue refused to withdraw from the eyes of the magic circle, and I have already killed her."

"The Nine Cauldron Bell..."

"The Jiuding Bell also exploded with him, and there is no more Jiuding Bell in the world."

Wei Qing stared intently at Mo Xuanfang's eyes, except for the redness radiating from the corners of the eyes, there was no sadness or joy in those eyes, but Wei Qing's heart ached for no reason, and said: "If it wasn't for Mingyue's avatar, the avatar's Taoist heart wouldn't Steady, I can't beat him."

Mo Xuanfang smiled slightly and said, "Since when have you been so humble? Well, don't talk, I'll heal your wounds."

Wei Qing obediently shut his mouth and did not speak again.

Mo Xuanfang sat cross-legged on the spot, hugged Wei Qing in his arms, and concentrated on healing his injuries.

Wei Qing fell asleep for a while, and when he woke up, he thanked himself for lying in the soft bed of the dormitory.

Perhaps it was because of being in the formation, he saw that the sky was still bright and clear outside the window, and Mo Xuanfang was standing by the window with his hands behind his back, silent like a tall statue.

Wei Qing sat up and called out, "Xuan Fang."

Mo Xuanfang immediately turned around and walked towards him: "Is your body feeling better? Is there any other discomfort?"

"It's all good..." Wei Qing stretched his muscles and bones, except for Zhen Longsuo's old scar and his body was a little uncomfortable because he had just recovered, the rest was fine.

"Just a little hungry." Wei Qing glanced at the food box beside the bed, and swallowed.

Mo Xuanfang shook his head and sighed, and opened the food box, inside was a bowl of longevity noodles that had been prepared earlier.Although there is a lack of auspicious grass, eggs, and meat, it is oily and delicious, just like previous years.

Wei Qing raised his head in surprise: "Is it my birthday today?"

Mo Xuanfang slowly sat down in front of him: "What else? Although we are in the formation, we cannot perceive the flow of day and night, but I calculate according to the time, today is your 20th birthday."

"Where's the birthday present?" Wei Qing spread out his hands, knowing that Mo Xuanfang couldn't get it out of the magic circle, so he wanted to see him embarrassing himself.

"Hmm..." Mo Xuanfang thought about it seriously, "You are the one to go today."

The author has something to say:

Wei Qing: It's hard to celebrate my birthday, so I can't have a cookie, but a jujube cake is fine too.

Mo Xuanfang: Good boy, navel oranges are very sweet.