Meng Qi didn't have time to feel sorry for the Blood Moon.

She looked up at the sky. Under the blue sky, the strong and huge goshawk spread its wings, and it really had a momentum that covered the sky and the sun.

Although it was just a shadow, even the feathers on the wings seemed to be clear, pointing sharply at the ghost shadow on the ground.

Meng Qi turned to look at Ji Wujiong.

The other party's eyes were bloody and the wound on his face was faintly red, as if it was about to burn in the next moment.

The dark knife in his hand pointed obliquely to the ground, his lips kept twitching, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"A little trick!" In Meng Qi's mind, the man's voice became lazy, "You can think about what he would do in the next twelve hours."

His tone was relaxed, and Meng Qi subconsciously outlined the appearance of his master in his mind.

A man in white robe wore a crown and had wide sleeves. Not only did he look far better than a banished immortal, but his demeanor was also as elegant as an immortal.

His favorite spring afternoons are when there are soft cushions on the wooden lounge chair under the peach tree, and a small black table is placed next to it, with fresh seasonal fruits on it.

He lay lazily on the lounge chair, half-closed his starry eyes, watching Meng Qi practice lazily.

Such time was the quietest and most beautiful time in her life.

Listening to the man's careless and calm voice, Meng Qi's eyebrows and eyes also stretched out.

In contrast, Ji Wujiong's red eyes even turned red with wounds on his face.

It's a verdict.

Ji Wujiong was obviously much better than her, but Meng Qi was relaxed for some reason.

She suddenly was not afraid of anything.

You can face all the difficulties and obstacles ahead without fear!

Meng Qi raised the corners of her lips slightly, and her smile stretched out her eyebrows and eyes.

Ji Wujiong glared at her coldly and snorted lightly.

In an instant, the magic circle in front of him exploded violently.

Those ghostly white shadows suddenly merged into a ball, and then grew bigger and bigger, and the last strong white arm emerged from the ground.

A giant stood up slowly on the ground.

"Ha--" The man chuckled lazily.

"Hehe..." Ji Wujiong smiled coldly.

Meng Qi stood solemnly, and several Xuanling stones were pressed on her hand.

She knocked three thousand Xuanling stones from Fengmeng. At this time, she was rich and powerful, and supported her master to defeat Ji Wujiu, very generous.

Another eagle roar sounded in the blue sky.

The goshawk suddenly swooped down, spreading his sharp claws and pounced on the huge ghost white shadow.

Although the ghostly white shadow is large, it is far from the flexibly awesome.

What's more, one is in the air, with a quick and sharp movement, pulling up and diving at any time, and is imposing.

In the blink of an eye, the huge ghost white shadow was forced to retreat continuously, and even dodge in a mess.

"See his movements clearly." The man suddenly reminded Meng Qi.

"Yes." Meng Qi looked at Ji Wujiong as he spoke.

The narrow knife in his hand was carved on the ground, as if drawing a new magic circle.

Meng Qi's right hand hangs beside her, and quickly draws the same trajectory in the air as his narrow knife moves.

Ji Wujiong lifted the narrow knife, and Meng Qi was the best to make a decision.

"Have you written it down?" the man asked in a warm voice.

"Yeah." Meng Qi nodded obediently, "But I don't know him."

"This guy may learn from the demon cultivator." The man said: "Remember first, I will teach you slowly."

"...Okay." Meng Qi was stunned for a moment before responding softly.

It was obviously just a simple sentence, but her nose felt sore and even her eyes were a little hot.

She shouldn't have thought about everything just because of Ji Wujiong's words.

Master, he is obviously the best!

Meng Qi blinked quickly, blinking away the fog that instantly rose in her eyes.

The flies and ghost white shadows fighting each other in front of them are almost over.

Ji Wujiong cursed suddenly, inserted the narrow knife to the ground, and turned his head to look at Meng Qi coldly.

The blood in his eyes gradually faded away, and the wound on his face turned black again.

Ji Wujiong's eyes became clear and he looked at Meng Qi coldly: "You won."

"Eh?" Meng Qi asked curiously: "Where is your new magic array? Isn't it activated?"

"There is no spirit stone." Ji Wujiong snorted coldly.

As he finished speaking, the ghostly white shadow really faded slowly.

The goshawk roared, and his sharp claws overturned the white shadow.

Just like those little ghosts before, with a "puff" sound, the huge ghost shadow turned into a gust of smoke and disappeared into the wind.

The goshawks hovered up to the sky, and those goshawks, much smaller than them, began to return from all directions.

In addition to the two medicines they snatched from Ji Wujiu, they quickly took back some other spiritual herbs that could relieve the seven substances and dispel the poison, and put them all in Meng Qi's hands obediently.

Ji Wujiong snorted coldly, leaving her head aside and not looking at Meng Qi.

He actually has some spirit stones on his body during this period.

In addition to the spirit stones that paid off the Qing Lu Qingran's lack of cultivation alliance, there are still more than 100 eighth-grade spirit stones left.

For most practitioners, that can last for a long time.

Ji Wujiu has never been worried about spirit stones in his life, nor has he ever had it at all. There is no idea that spirit stones will be difficult to move in the Three Thousand Worlds.

That is, because of Lu Qingran's debt, he was forced to be so embarrassed by Su Qian. It happened that when he was the weakest, he began to prepare some spirit stones on his body later.

Just now, I fought with Meng Qi, especially the final battle between the formation, and threw out all the spirit stones.

The new magic circle was drawn, but no spirit stone could be activated.

This is the second time Ji Wujiong was stumped by the spirit stone.

Two times because of Meng Qi!

Meng Qi raised her eyebrows and chuckled, her mood was really good.

Winning Ji Wujiong is just one of the reasons, and it is the least important one.

She summoned the small tripod and threw all the spiritual medicines and flowers in it with satisfaction.

Then Meng Qi looked up at Ji Wujiong: "There is no spirit stone?"

She said with a brisk voice, with a slight smile: "I still know I won't beat it, so just... um--"

Before she could finish her words, a chill seemed to emerge from the sea of ​​spirit.

Immediately afterwards, the spiritual energy around her seemed to be drained, and everything in front of her became blurred...

"Um--" Meng Qi groaned again, and her eyes suddenly became dark, and her body fell softly.

"Hey!" Ji Wujiong turned around and saw this scene.

He subconsciously stepped forward and looked at the girl in the green robe who fainted.

The other party's simple face was pale, his long eyelashes drooped, and his thin body fell to the ground, looking quite pitiful.

But Meng Qi's smile on her lips has not yet been closed.

She didn't finish her words just now, but Ji Wujiu knew what she wanted to say.

She just wanted to say that she could not compare to her, so she made an excuse to admit defeat.

Are you that kind of person?!

Ji Wujiong leaned over, and the slightly cool sleeves of the black robe swept across Meng Qi's cheek.

The light flashed on his slender fingers, and a little magic light illuminated the girl's fair and elegant cheeks.

"The spiritual energy is overdrawn..." Ji Wujiong's eyes flashed slightly.

No wonder Meng Qi, a foundation-building cultivator, refused to admit defeat and wanted to fight with him.

She should be glad that she didn't want to bully others by relying on her power, so she used magic circles to determine the level. She was not attacking magic circles, and went straight to her.

Otherwise, there would be another hundred Meng Qi, who would have been wiped out.

Ji Wujiong spread his sleeves and stood up.

His eyes fell on the ground beside him, on the bronze tripod where Meng Qi refined medicine.

The small tripod looks very rough, and it is the most common small tripod on the market, which ordinary medical practitioners can use, the lowest-grade one.

There is nothing strange about it.

Compared to the powerful and profound magic circle cultivation displayed by Meng Qi, what she uses is really simple.

"The Three Thousand Worlds are now so undistinguishable, and they don't know the good and bad. Are you distorting the superiors and inferiors?" Ji Wujiong glanced at Meng Qi's still pale face, looked at the simple and simple green robe on her body, and murmured.

He had no spirit stones and could not even refine medicine, so he simply sat down next to Meng Qi.

Ji Wujiong just now spent a lot of money on fighting with her.

He closed his eyes, held his hands up, and the spiritual energy was running rapidly in his body.

But every time he circulates a circle of heaven and returns to the spiritual sea, he will frown unconsciously.

But for a moment, fine beads of sweat appeared on Ji Wujiong's forehead, and the back of the black robe was gradually soaked in sweat.

When other practitioners practice, whenever the spiritual energy moves for a circle of heaven, they return to the spiritual sea.

It always feels wonderful and comfortable.

Ji Wujiong seemed to be enduring an extremely huge pain, and his sweat finally dripped down.

In the barrier, the breeze blows by and the grass and trees are bleak.

The blue sky is always bright, and there is no difference between day and night.

Meng Qi didn't know how long she had been in a coma.

When she opened her eyes, the surroundings were still very bright, and her little bronze medicine cauldron was not far away in front of her, within reach.

"Um--" She moved her body, and the spiritual sea was still aching, but the deep cold that seemed to be exhausted had disappeared.

Last time, it seemed the same.

Meng Qi supported the ground with one hand and slowly sat up.

The same was true for the last time outside Huajiang Mansion. The spiritual energy was overdrawn and the spiritual sea was shocked. She also fell asleep for a long time before she finally recovered.

She looked down at her hand and subconsciously looked around.

Master...

She tried and called softly in her heart.

The man's voice did not appear again. If it weren't for the Linghai, it would still hurt slightly. The spiritual medicine and flower she threw in before she was unconscious was still there in the bronze cauldron beside her.

Meng Qi almost thought that everything before was just a dream.

"Hey!" A pair of black boots stopped in front of her.

Meng Qi raised her head and met Ji Wujiong's eyes.

She turned her head away in disappointment and stood up with some shaking.

Ji Wujiong snorted coldly, and it was rare that he did not speak sarcastic.

Meng Qi took a deep breath, drew a magic circle around the bronze cauldron, and threw a few spirit stones into it.

The magic array flames emerged, instantly surrounding the entire bronze cauldron.

But in a moment, the fragrance of medicine came out of the small cauldron.

It is clear, bitter and slightly astringent, with the unique aura of the grassland, surrounding the two.

Ji Wujiong: "..."

He read that right?!

This guy practices an antidote and uses the Lihuo Formation?!

Ji Wujiong looked at the magic circle that Meng Qi used to refine medicine on the ground with a complicated expression.

Look at her again.

He can do it too, it is not the original formation, it is just a change formation.

But it is used to refine medicine...

Well, it seems that it is not impossible!

very good!

This arrogance finally made him appreciate it a little bit, and he no longer felt angry when he looked at Meng Qi.

Meng Qi focused on refining medicine, although she knew that it was the master who helped her again, so she dealt with Ji Wujiong.

But the other party left immediately, and she had no time to say anything.

The next time I appear, I don’t know when I will wait.

She looked at the bright fire on the Lihuo Formation in front of her, and her eyes became a little dazed.

The ecstatic mood before the coma faded slowly faded as the other party disappeared again.

He clearly said that he would find Xue Yue for himself and teach him Ji Wujiong's magic circle slowly.

When Meng Qi thought of this, she completely subconsciously picked up a dead branch and drew the magic circle that Ji Wujiong had last drawn next to her.

The magic array is quite complex, with lines overlapping and repeating. It is actually quite difficult to complete it in one go and finally form a formation.

Meng Qi did not inject spiritual energy, but simply painted the magic circle in a shape.

In this way, even if the spirit stone is embedded in the back, it cannot be activated.

Ji Wujiong was standing aside, but at first he just swept at Meng Qi with his eyes from time to time.

Later, when she saw her drawing a magic circle with dead branches on the ground, she lowered her head and didn't know what she was thinking, she simply looked at her drawing with ease.

Then he saw that she held the dead branches in her hand, and the last stroke fell down, just closed into a ring, linking it into a complete magic circle.

Ji Wujiong: "..."

He was a little speechless. Didn’t he say that the magic array of the Three Thousand Worlds declined and only barely rose again hundreds of years ago. He still cannot compete with sword cultivators for their strengths and weaknesses, and has only become a tool for weapon cultivators to refine magic weapons?

Why is a minor foundation-building cultivator who has emerged so many magic circles that caught him off guard!

"Hey!" Ji Wujiong condescended, squatted across the bronze tripod, and looked straight into Meng Qi's eyes, "Have you learned this magic circle as well?"

"What?" Meng Qi came back to her senses. She glanced at the magic circle she drew, "No."

She said for granted: "Didn't this be you drew it before and claimed that there was no spirit stone, and didn't activate the magic array? I don't know it."

Ji Wujiong: "..."

He was not angry because of a little sarcastic sentence.

It is even more rare to not retort.

He looked at Meng Qi's eyes. The girl in the green robe was unconscious for seven or eight hours. When she woke up, she started to refine medicine. She was completely unhappy and had never won her joy at all!

Then she said that she had never learned this magic circle.

But she picked up a dead branch and drew such a complex magic circle in just one stroke?!

A strange color suddenly flashed in Ji Wujiong's eyes.

He looked at Meng Qi with a burning look, completely disbelief: "You just..."

He frowned, still feeling a little incredible: "It's so far away, I'll draw it into a magic circle after seeing that I've painted it once?"

He just started to see clearly that Meng Qi did it in one go. If it was injected with spiritual energy, use spiritual energy to draw this magic array...

Oh, I'm afraid it won't work!

She had just built the foundation. If she really wanted to use that little spiritual energy to draw this magic array, she would not be able to draw one tenth of it, so she should be exhausted.

Ji Wujiong stared at Meng Qi for a moment, and suddenly stood up.

He seemed to have something difficult to decide, and walked around in front of Meng Qi with some anxiety.

"Meng Qi." Ji Wujiu stopped and looked down at Meng Qi, "Have you learned the magic array from beginning to end?"

Meng Qi shook her head.

He just knew!

Whether it was Meng Qi who was holding the dead branches to draw the magic circle, or the way she had painted the Qianhe Formation before.

He just glanced at it and knew that this guy had never systematically and completely learned magic circles!

But the more this happens, the more it makes people feel moved.

"Cough cough..." Ji Wujiuan paced back and forth twice, coughed a few more times, and finally made Meng Qi look up at him.

"Anyway, I'm idle, I'll talk to you about the history of the magic circle." Ji Wujiong's tone suddenly stopped being like before, with every sentence being thorny.

Meng Qi's eyes were strange and reminded him: "We must pass the test of the Great Competition barrier as soon as possible and leave here. Have you forgotten?"

"Ahem cough cough..." Ji Wujiong coughed a few more times, "Isn't this waiting to refine medicine?"

This time, he did not give Meng Qi a chance to refute himself, so he continued: "Ten thousand years ago, the Three Thousand Worlds, the Demon Worlds, and the Demon Worlds were all powerful in the learning of magic arrays. At that time, sword cultivators and magic cultivation were still as scattered as they are now, and they were rampant in the three realms. However, cultivators who specialize in practicing magic arrays have reached the peak realm and can compete with their own strength to compete with several sword cultivators in the same realm. Dharma cultivation is very powerful!"

Meng Qi: "…Where is the medical practitioner?"

"Medical practice..." Ji Wujiu looked at Meng Qi's clear eyes and changed his tone, "... He has always been in harmony with the world and is indispensable to be kind to others!"

Meng Qi: "..."

It sounds a bit fake!

Ji Wujiong actually used three compliments to praise the medical practice in one breath, which was completely different from the previous style.

Just by his attitude towards the Medical Cultivation Association, the Feng Alliance and other medical practitioners, we can see his disdain for medical practitioners in his bones.

"But medical practitioners have never liked to participate in battles." Ji Wujiong continued: "So the practitioners who were all over the world, including swordsmanship, Dharma practice and Dharma arrays, were all over the world."

He paused and said slowly: "At that time, the cultivators who specialized in practicing Dharma arrays were called formation cultivation."

"Yes." Meng Qi nodded.

"Sword cultivation, Dharma cultivation, and array cultivation are divided into three parts, and no one can really suppress anyone. In addition, the world was chaotic at that time, and the three realms were not completely separated. Demon cultivation, demon cultivation and human cultivation often fought in sequels, and there were countless disputes between heaven and earth, and the murderous aura was everywhere. The rare cave and Mahayana cultivators often fought for seven days and seven nights, and the blood was filled with heaven and earth, and the sun, moon, and stars were dull."

Meng Qi was gradually attracted to her attention and listened attentively.

Ji Wujiong has a very broad knowledge, and Meng Qi can already notice it from his thorny words.

Unexpectedly, when the other party doesn’t sarcasm, it sounds nice to tell stories.

"What then?" Meng Qi asked again.

Ji Wujiong turned his head to look at her, and the corners of his lips quickly raised.

He had scars on his face, and he looked quite cold, arrogant and gloomy, and acted mysteriously and extremely. Even if he was forced to cooperate with Meng Qi, he would be sarcastic and disgusted with him.

After the battle just now, Meng Qi fought with him to the end as a foundation-building cultivator.

Ji Wujiong didn't lie. If he had spirit stones, he would not lose if he had confidence.

The other party is just a foundation-building cultivator. He lacks spirit stones, so Meng Qi should have insufficient spiritual energy.

In fact, no matter the Three Thousand Worlds, the Demon World and the Demon World are good, the Strong people are always more worthy of respect and worship.

After this battle, Ji Wujiong did not dislike Meng Qi so much.

Later, he discovered that he was extremely rare in the method formation, and he instantly enjoyed Meng Qi.

Ji Wujiong coughed twice again: "There are few people in the formation cultivation, and it is not easy to pass on the inheritance."

"Why?" Meng Qi asked: "As long as the magic circle is recorded on the bamboo slip, future generations can learn it even if they draw the gourd. On the contrary, the magic formula and sword formula are not enough to record it alone. Without the guidance of the master, it is difficult to learn it."

She asked: "Why is it difficult to pass on?"

Ji Wujiong: "..."

OK, he is sure, Meng Qi does have extraordinary talent in magic circles.

Otherwise, how could you say such things!

"That person teaches you the magic array. I should have said that when drawing the magic array, the spiritual energy must not be cut off and completed in one go, otherwise it will not be formed." Ji Wujiong was not only angry, but became more patient.

"Yes." Meng Qi nodded.

"This is the difficulty of inheriting the magic array. Sometimes, if there is a moment of deviation, the magic array you set up may fail. The more complex the large array is, the more so it is." Ji Wujiong said again.

"This is like a sword technique. The one you were practicing before..." Ji Wujiu didn't know the sword technique that was too rare for him, "Although you remember it, can you use the entire set of sword techniques?"

Meng Qi: "..."

She really can't use it.

Even if you can slowly gesture correctly, you will lose the power of the sword technique itself.

Ji Wujiong said this, and she understood.

"Of course!" Ji Wujiong glanced at her quickly and said, "It's not your fault. Every cultivator has different talents. You just don't have the talent to become a sword cultivator."

He said with a little stiffness, "No need to be sad about this."

Meng Qi: "???"

She heard it right, Ji Wujiong didn't say that before.

He had previously mocked himself that choosing a medical practice was the most correct decision, because the sword and Dharma cultivation sects would not be able to withstand her, so he drove her out of the sect the next day.

Ji Wujiong ignored Meng Qi's shocked expression and continued: "The cultivator has many great ways, and choosing the right way is the most important thing."

Meng Qi: "..."

She was stunned and looked at Ji Wujiong without blinking.

"Ahem... you have learned the magic array well, but I didn't see that you have such talent for cultivation..."

Ji Wujiong paused and said, "There is quite a bit of spiritual energy in the magic circle."

"Oh." Meng Qi responded.

"Now the magic array of the Three Thousand Worlds is in decline. Those stupid and stupid weapon cultivation have finally obtained some inheritance and short-sightedness, so they can only do things that are wasteful and hide in the sect to practice magic weapons..."

Ji Wujiong said and looked at the Lihuo Formation that Meng Qi was using to refine medicine.

This is incomparable!

Meng Qi can change the Lihuo Formation.

You can also lightly turn the powerful Lihuo array into your own use in an understatement, retaining three of the true tastes.

This talent is really amazing!

He ignored the endless fire of the Lihuo Formation and continued: "The formation cultivation should be like the sword cultivation and the Dharma cultivation, which is enough to crisscross the world. The formation cultivation path is also vast and vast, with the path directly leading to the blue sky. It is not inferior to any one."

"That person who passed on your magic array learning." Ji Wujiong looked at Meng Qi: "It should be that you have the talent for formation cultivation. Unfortunately, he is short-sighted and prejudiced, so he can't see you..."

"He is not!" Meng Qi suddenly stood up, her eyes wide open, and there seemed to be a fire formation burning in her eyes.

She glared at Ji Wujiong: "He is a high-ranking person, even more humble, and has no concern for the high and low prejudice of the world! He is extremely powerful in both the magic circles and other aspects! I am not good enough to be under his sect."

Meng Qi took a deep breath, she rarely got so angry.

"Okay!" Ji Wujiong admitted defeat, "He is very strong, perfect and powerful!"

Meng Qi glanced at him coldly and suddenly said, "You lost, you made a bet just now."

"Yes." Ji Wujiong admitted frankly, "I originally bet on listening to the winner's orders within twelve hours, but you were unconscious for eight hours. But I don't bully the little girl, let's start from now on."

"Okay." Meng Qi said: "From now on, you must add a sentence before every time you speak..."

She paused: "I am far inferior to the one who teaches Meng Qi's magic circle. He is too strong, I am convinced."

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