But after the four-in-one, Jingyun was completely crushed.

Not to mention that the three spirit puppets were used as three moving defensive formations. Any of his regular attacks would either be dodged or eaten by the spirit puppets, which would not threaten the spirit controller at all.

Jingyun, who had no choice but to bite the turtle, gave up his plan to force a breakthrough and instead began to deal patiently with the opponent.

The spirit control master in the early stage of pill formation had to take care of himself and the battle of three spirit puppets at the same time. The mental exertion far exceeded that of Jing Yun. He was about to be dragged down step by step. The opponent was eager and seemed to want to fight.

It was risky, but this was the opportunity Jing Yun was waiting for.

Taking advantage of the opponent's impatience and obvious flaws in the sea of ​​​​consciousness soul, a "shot into the soul" came.

If the other party hadn't also had some means of protecting his soul, he wouldn't be simply in a coma now, but his soul would be seriously injured and his foundation would be damaged.

Soldiers will fight against soldiers, and they will fight against generals.

The peak of Foundation Establishment versus the peak of Foundation Establishment, the early stage of Pill Formation versus the early stage of Pill Formation, and the middle stage of Pill Formation versus the middle stage of Pill Formation.

One battle after another, one battle after another.

When the day passes, it becomes night, and when night comes to the end, it becomes a new day.

The cycle goes back and forth.

April 24, April 25, April 26, 27...

The mentality of Meng Zhou and others has changed from the initial shock to calmness and then to numbness.

Even, in the end, there was a little bit of impatience. The mentality was like a school meeting, looking forward to the leader's speech ending soon. However, the momentum of the five monks, including the Qingxuan Sect monks, did not weaken at all, and still maintained the momentum.

The initial high spirits and perseverance.

Meng Zhou understood clearly in his heart that this was not only a contest of strength, but also a tempering of character.

This is already a "daily life" for the disciples of the Five Sects.

They've always come here.

Meng Zhou couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Like many monks, he has always had a "misunderstanding" of the disciples of the five sects, including Qingxuan Sect, believing that compared to the casual cultivators who have gone through various hardships and tempers, they are just a group of children who grew up in a honey pot.

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Now it seems that I am superficial.

In this way, they use each other as whetstones to hone their children to the extreme.

Arousing the ferocity and bloody nature deep in their bones.

Meng Zhou thought of the animal world he had seen. Those ligers and tiger cubs started hunting by biting each other, which was euphemistically called "playing".

In this "play", they have actually learned all the skills needed to hunt. The only thing they lack is that they are not strong enough and have not fully grown up.

"This is a group of liger cubs that are ready for a real life-and-death fight at any time."

Meng Zhou sighed in his heart.

Grinding teeth, grinding claws, grinding heart, grinding...

As for the reason for such sharpening of the sword, it seems that there is no second answer except Xingxiu Palace.

I don't know if other people also realized something, but their impatience disappeared and everyone fell silent.

April 29, afternoon.

At the end of the last battle, when facing the "guests" from all sides, Qingxuanzong handed over a 60% victory rate based on all the battles.

It seems that no one is very satisfied with this.

After the last battle, the leaders of the four sects left the top of Qingxuan Peak with their respective disciples with gloomy faces, without staying for a moment longer.

The Qingxuan Sect Leader, who had been sitting motionless for several days like a sculpture, finally stood up, faced a group of Qingxuan monks, and said in a deep voice:

"I hope you can perform better in ten years!"

After simply saying this, he glanced at Meng Zhou and others, nodded slightly, and disappeared like a bubble in the sun, without knowing where to go.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Jing Yun said to Meng Zhou and others.

After everyone boarded the spacecraft, the spacecraft quickly took off, submerged into the Gangfeng layer, and quickly moved away from Qingxuanzong.

On the way back, everyone stood on the deck, very silent, even a little uninterested.

When we came, everyone was a little eager to try it.

There is a sense of arrogance that "I can be considered a guest today, and I can barely be considered a person".

But now, everyone's mentality is like that of being beaten on an anvil a thousand times and never getting back.

Moreover, there is not a single stupid person present.

Everyone has a vague feeling that there must be a deeper reason for the five sects to do this unanimously.

It is for this reason itself that some people already have some vague ideas in their minds.

Meng Zhou was not the only one who had glimpsed clues from some clues.

The spaceship stopped for a while at Jade Lake, and when it took off again, the deck was much quieter.

Song Yang, who had been holding back for a while, finally couldn't help but ask: "Fellow Taoist Jingyun, is this the Xingxiu Palace?"

Jing Yun was stunned when he heard this, shook his head and said with a smile:

"Don't think too much. Random guesses about things that don't exist will only mess up your own state of mind."

Everyone's hearts were about to drop, but Jing Yun said again: "However, what should come will eventually come."

brush--

The different faces all turned white.

Jingyun didn't say anything more, and no one asked any more questions. The spaceship just returned to Sanchuan Plain in silence.

When Meng Zhou and others stepped on the land of Sanchuan Plateau again, Jingyun took off in the spaceship and flew away. It was still evening, and it seemed that not long had passed since they left the top of Qingxuan Peak.

Meng Zhou bowed his hands to the others and was about to return to his cave. Song Yang hurriedly said: "Fellow Daoist Ge."

Meng Zhou turned to look at him, and the other monks who were still in the same place were looking at him.

"Tell me, what is the real purpose of Qingxuanzong's invitation to us this time?" Song Yang asked.

Meng Zhou's eyes flashed across the faces full of doubts and worries, and he shook his head gently and said:

"What can I do if I think about it so much and I just figured it out? Will you leave Sanchuan Yuan because of this?"

Of course it’s impossible!

Meng Zhou saw the answer on everyone's faces, spread his hands and said, "That's it, then? Let's practice hard!"
Chapter completed!