After returning to his cave, Qin Fengming's mood was not yet calm.
Taking out the sect's rewarded magic weapon, a five- to six-inch long rope with a golden color appeared in his hand.
Injecting spiritual power, shaking his hand, the rope suddenly became more than ten feet long. With a click of his finger, a huge boulder in front of him was tied up, with only a faint energy fluctuation showing. With a movement of his mind
, the extremely hard rocks shattered into pieces.
When Qin Fengming saw this, he was immediately shocked. The power of this magical weapon was beyond his original expectation.
If the enemy is unprepared and sacrifices it secretly, Qin Fengming is convinced that few monks in the Qi-gathering stage will be able to evade it. At that time, the opponent will not let him do whatever he wants.
He happily put away the rope, and Qin Fengming once again entered the state of cultivation wholeheartedly.
His realm has just been broken through, so he must use this limited time to consolidate his realm.
In the blink of an eye, a month passed. On this day, Qin Fengming suddenly received a message telling him to prepare all his equipment and gather at the main hall of Yunque Peak tomorrow morning.
After receiving this message, Qin Fengming knew that the day to set out to participate in the battle for the mineral deposits had finally arrived.
On the second day, forty disciples gathered at the main hall on time. Soon they saw Sect Leader Wang and a dozen hall masters, accompanied by two middle-aged deacons, appearing at the entrance of the main hall.
I saw these two people being surrounded. One of them had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks and no smile on his face. It was the great-uncle of Master Ximen. The other middle-aged man was walking in the middle, and he seemed to have a more noble status than the great-uncle of Master Ximen.
But I don’t know who it is.
But as soon as these two people suddenly appeared, an invisible coercion rushed towards them, making everyone feel shocked.
After listening to Sect Master Wang's introduction, I realized that the middle-aged man was actually a middle-aged elder named Zeng Chengdan.
Qin Fengming couldn't help but feel moved when he suddenly heard that the middle-aged man in front of him was named Zeng. He had heard from Senior Brother Wang that one of Senior Sister Zeng's elders was an elder of the Luoxia Sect. The person in front of him must undoubtedly be Senior Sister Zeng's elder.
He secretly glanced at Senior Sister Zeng and saw that there was no expression on her handsome face. She didn't know what to think.
Sect Leader Wang looked at the forty disciples present and said loudly: "After a year of careful preparation, I think the strength of all the disciples has improved. Today is the day to set off to participate in the battle for the spiritual mines that happens every thirty years.
You must be familiar with the rewards I mentioned earlier, so I will say more and hope that everyone will work together to achieve good results."
No need for the sect leader to say anything, Qin Fengming and others have already made plans in their minds. Everyone wants the Foundation Establishment Pill.
As Zongzhu Wang spoke, Grand-uncle Zeng and Grand-uncle Ximen did not say much, but looked solemn and warned everyone to follow the command and not act alone.
Following the wave of Uncle Ximen's hand, everyone walked out of the hall.
Without any delay, the two masters and uncles swayed and reached the air, as if they did not have the slightest objection to the air restrictions in this place.
With a wave of their hands, two magic weapons with huge power appeared in the sky.
What Uncle Zeng sacrificed was a giant green and red fan that was five or six feet in size; while what Uncle Ximen sacrificed was a scarf-shaped magic weapon that was several feet in size when the wind blew up.
Feeling the powerful pressure exerted by the two magic weapons, Qin Fengming and everyone felt like they knelt down to worship.
Looking at the two magic weapons in the sky, everyone looked shocked, and at the same time, a feeling of incomparable longing also arose.
For Qin Fengming now, it is no longer a problem to drive a magic weapon to fly, but if he wants to fly for a long time, he still needs to use air control or talisman, because driving the magic weapon consumes too much mana.
Seeing the two masters and uncles using such a huge magic weapon and carrying dozens of people, one can imagine how profound their magic power is.
At the order of Master Ximen's uncle, everyone divided into two groups and boarded two magic weapons respectively.
Under the influence of the spiritual power of the two masters and uncles, the two magic weapons flashed one after another and flew away with a roar, then turned into a black dot and disappeared in the distance.
Standing behind the disciples, Qin Fengming felt uneasy in his heart for a long time.
Feeling the rapidity under his feet, Qin Fengming felt that the speed of his air-control technique back then was as fast as a turtle crawling, not even one-fifth of what it is now.
Thinking about the huge gap between himself and the two uncles, Qin Fengming felt excited. Looking at his uncle in front of him who was controlling the flight of the magic weapon, he secretly made up his mind that he must reach this level in the future and obtain such great magic power.
Both masters and uncles used invisibility techniques to cover everyone's figures, so even if they were flying during the day, mortals could not detect them.
Even at such a high speed, the group of them flew on the road for a month.
The Xue Lian Sect is located in the Blood Mountains in the southeastern part of Daliang Kingdom. The entire mountain range is covered with reddish-brown stones, and the plants in the mountains are mainly red fir trees. The entire mountain range is extremely spiritually powerful, not as powerful as He Haoyue.
The mountains are different.
Viewed from a high altitude, it looked like an endless ocean of blood. The disciples were all astonished when they saw such a situation for the first time.
When a group of people arrived in front of the Blood Refining Sect's protective formation, a dozen Blood Refining Sect disciples were already here to greet them.
Seeing everyone from the Luoxia Sect, one of them, a man in his thirties, flew forward. He bowed and saluted: "Hu Ming, a disciple of the Blood Refining Sect, would like to greet the seniors of the Luoxia Sect. Please wait a moment for the seniors and fellow Taoists. This junior is here.
Just inform our division commander."
The monk named Hu Ming was extremely clever. After bowing and saluting, he immediately raised his hand and sent a transmission note through the air.
In just a moment of tea, two startling rainbows broke through the sky from the distant mountain peaks. A wave of spiritual pressure came from far to near, and in an instant it was in front of everyone. As soon as it stopped, the pressure disappeared.
"Hahaha, I don't know who is leading the team. It turns out to be brother Zeng. I haven't seen you for decades. I wonder if the power of my Bi Qing Jue has greatly increased. Fellow Taoist Ximen's spirit is still the same, and his magic power has improved a lot. He must have made a breakthrough.
It's not far away." The person who came here was very talkative. In just a few sentences, he not only named the two great uncles, but also greeted them respectively.
Seeing the visitor appear, Grandmaster Zeng also smiled and said: "Old Monster Zhang, I haven't seen you for decades, and you haven't aged well either. You must have wasted a lot of top-notch elixirs from your sect. This Taoist friend was surprised.
You are very good, you are a new Taoist fellow in your sect, right?"
The two seemed to know each other very well, and they responded very appropriately. They simply exchanged greetings with each other with just a few words.
Uncle Ximen followed his senior brother's reply and stepped forward to greet him: "Senior Brother Zhang's words are serious. I'm still far from a breakthrough."
The middle-aged man who came with the old monster Zhang also quickly bowed and saluted. Just as he was about to speak, the old monster Zhang laughed and said again: "Brother Zeng has good eyesight. This is Junior Brother Li Siqing, who is ten years old."
He broke through the foundation building stage and entered the core stage two years ago. Brother Zeng will give you more support in the future."
Qin Fengming listened and realized that the senior in front of him with bottomless magic power was an old acquaintance of Master Zeng and his uncle. Listening to his words, it seemed that the two of them had competed with each other before, but he couldn't tell from his words who won and who lost.
, I think they should be about the same.
"This time, other sects have not arrived yet. Luoxia Sect is the first sect to arrive. The disciples of Luoxia Sect are all arranged in Duwangfeng Xiyuan. The two old friends must live in the VIP Pavilion. I don't know.
What do you think?" The old man Zhang continued.
The two masters and uncles had no objections. They gave orders to the people behind them, and together with the light, the four Chengdan realm monks disappeared into the distance.
Qin Fengming and others followed Hu Ming and flew towards the formation of the Blood Refining Sect Protector Sect.
Xiyuan is located to the west of a towering mountain peak. There are dozens of pavilions built here, one for each disciple, and there are more than a dozen left.
Looking at the tall mountain peak in front of him, Qin Fengming thought to himself that this peak must be Duwang Peak.
Based on the Blood Refining Sect, I think there should be similar buildings built on the other three sides of this mountain for the other three sects to stay. It seems that the Blood Refining Sect is impartial to the four sects and their hospitality is very considerate.
After everyone had settled down, Hu Ming left five more disciples behind and told everyone that if they needed anything, they could inform these five people. But if they had any requests, they would definitely do it. At the same time, he told everyone that there was a competition ground at the top of Duwangfeng Peak that could be used.
There is a competition, but no one's life can be hurt. Fighting in other places is strictly prohibited. Violators will be expelled from the Blood Refining Sect.