Climbing Xin Peak, Qin Shi and Qiao Zheng soared into the sky.

The seven or eight disciples of the Sha Ling Sect stood by the small lake, headed by the young man who had attacked Qin Shi, and watched the two disappear into the sky, all sweating profusely and dared not let out.

After a long time, someone finally felt weak and sat on the ground, gasping for breath. The young man raised his hand to wipe the sweat beads rolling down his forehead, turned his stiff body, and looked at the hall slanted behind him.

A huge crack cut the hall in half from the middle. The young man thought of the sword energy that the Taoist robe with a calm expression just now, and his heart was not reduced at all, only even more.

He knew that his master, the leader of the Sect of the Shrine Sect, and the seventh-grade cultivator Nie Gaitian, who was intimidating the radius of thousands of miles, had already confused with the debris in the hall, and there was no trace to be found.

He swallowed and murmured, "You actually got into Linghua Sect! Master, you are not wronged! The Lingsect of Sha is gone..." Qin Shi and Qiao Zheng left Xinfeng. Qiao Zheng learned that Qin Shi was entrusted by Ji Xiaoxin and wanted to go to "Biguang Mountain" to find Mrs. Zhijing to exchange for "Lingming Stone Liquid", so he wanted to go back to Qianhua Mountain first.

Qin Shi also knew that he was going back to find a solution to the "Phantom Evil Pill", so he said goodbye to him and watched him leave. Qiao Zhengzhi had done his own business, and Qin Shi had no other urgent matters, so he watched the flowers and enjoyed the scenery all the way to "Biguang Mountain".

"Bi Guangshan" is not well-known in the Eastern Region. If Ji Xiaoxin had not marked the location, Qin Shi would not have known it. However, Qin Shi was in a silky rain of lips and arrived under "Bi Guangshan".

The location of "Biguang Mountain" was somewhat unexpected to Qin Shi. A hundred miles away was a big city where Fan Ke lived. The spiritual energy in this mountain was not very strong, and even compared with that of Dengxin Peak, it was far from that.

In such a mountain, there is a monk named Huandan who lives in seclusion, which is unexpected.

Qin Shi looked up at the mountain covered with clouds and mist, and his eyebrows moved slightly. Somewhere in the mountain, the spiritual energy seemed to be a little abnormal, and there was something indescribable in it.

Judging from the attitude of Ji Xiaoxin, this "Madam Zhijing" should be the one she knew. Qin Shi didn't want to use his spiritual sense to check it out, so he stepped on the green grass under his feet and walked deep into the mountains.

Deep in the "Biguang Mountain", a large area of ​​green bamboos form a forest, like a green ocean. With the continuous drizzle, a faint mist has formed in this bamboo forest. During the walk, it seems like walking in a green ocean. Although the spiritual energy is thin, it exudes a unique fresh smell.

A path extends into the bamboo forest, quiet and profound.

At the end of the trail, to the left of a bamboo house, there was a large bluestone in a 10-meter-meter-a-meter-a-meter-a-meter-long bluestone. A woman in a green dress sat cross-legged on the bluestone, closing her eyes and silently.

The drizzle fell in the sky, but when it reached three feet above the woman, it disappeared, and no drop could fall. "Zhijing, what are you thinking?" A female voice rang out.

A woman in yellow walked out of the bamboo house and walked behind Mrs. Zhijing. Mrs. Zhijing said lightly: "What are you thinking about? I have never thought about it."

The woman in yellow frowned slightly and said, "What are you still obsessed with? People cannot be resurrected. You didn't understand back then. Now we have all cultivated to this point. Do you still understand now?" Mrs. Zhijing silently and did not answer.

The woman in yellow wanted to say something else, but another man's voice came from the bamboo house: "Madam Zhijing, I don't have much time, I hope you make a decision soon.

Mrs. Zhijing glanced at the woman in yellow beside her. The woman in yellow dodged her eyes and did not dare to look at her. Mrs. Zhijing said lightly: "You don't have to feel guilty. The wandering cultivator is too hard. It's hard to have a backer. What you do is reasonable.

The woman in yellow said, with a shame on her face and lowered her head.

"Madam Zhijing, when the free cultivator league was established, it was to be the backer of all casual cultivators. You are also a casual cultivator. Wouldn't it be nice if you can join?" The man in the room said. "Thank you, fellow Taoist, are you here to invite me to join the free cultivator league?" said Mrs. Zhijing.

"I am on the order of my master and I am indeed going to come to the "Mingling Stone Spring". However, it is natural to invite my wife to join the alliance! As a casual cultivator, my wife has always been unknown, but she did not expect that it would be extremely rare to cultivate the fifth level of Returning the Alchemy. If she could enter the casual cultivator league, she would definitely be an elder who was in charge of one area, which would be of great benefit to the casual cultivators in the world." The man said.

Mrs. Zhijing suddenly smiled and said, "I have always lived in seclusion here and hardly ever go out. I have no hope for the position of elders who are in charge of one side. I can't afford the important task of the freedom of the world's wandering cultivators.

Thank you, fellow Taoist, if I don’t agree to let you enter the ‘Mingling Stone Spring’, what will you do?” The woman in yellow said quickly: “Zhijing, before fellow Taoist Xie came, I told me that he would not forcefully enter the ‘Mingling Stone Spring’.

Besides, you just let him go in and take a look. What's the point of not wanting this spring?" Mrs. Zhijing said lightly: "If you don't want to use force, why should you use a magic weapon to cover me? Are you still afraid that I will run away?"

The woman in yellow was stuck and couldn't speak. In the bamboo house, a man in white, sitting cross-legged slowly put away the book in his hand that he had been holding and stood up.

The man in white was wearing a white robe and a lotus crown. He looked extremely handsome and looked calm at the rough look. However, if he looked closely, his eyes were only indifference.

He slowly stepped out of the bamboo house and passed by the woman in yellow, but did not stop. He looked forward slowly, walking with the woman in yellow. Words.

The man in white walked to Mrs. Zhijing and said lightly, "Madam, I have been waiting for you to reply for nearly a moment. I must enter the view of this 'Mingling Stone Spring'. If you are still like this, I can only offend you."

Mrs. Zhijing didn't say anything, closed her eyes and didn't even look at him. The man in white smiled slightly, as if he didn't care, but the indifference in his eyes became even more serious, and said, "In this way, I don't care about my wife anymore."

He pinched a seal in his hand and pointed it lightly at Mrs. Zhijing. In the void three feet outside Mrs. Zhijing, a flash of light flashed out, and a phantom of a large cauldron appeared and appeared.

The big tripod was overturned, but it turned out that Mrs. Zhijing had been locked inside, but it was invisible and transparent before, and it was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

The transparent cauldron suddenly shook, and twelve dragons appeared faintly, opening their mouths and spitting out fire, submerging Mrs. Zhijing inside. The woman in yellow looked at the man's back and looked at Mrs. Zhijing who was flooded by fire, her lips moved slightly, and she was about to speak.

The man in white suddenly turned his head and looked at her. She felt cold in her heart. After all, she did not spit out a word and lowered her head to avoid the gaze of the man in white.

The yin fire that drowned Mrs. Zhijing suddenly flipped. Mrs. Zhijing sat upright under the cauldron, and a strange light flashed and destroyed outside her body, brushing the yin fire.
Chapter completed!