Chapter 40 Meeting An Qingmiao again (a new level, an additional chapter)
I came here just for the poison. Now that I have encountered something good, of course I won’t let it go.
An Qingli approached carefully, put all the pile of dead bones into the mustard space, paused for a while, and then continued moving forward after seeing that he was not discovered.
Activating the Light Body Technique and walking slowly deeper, the miasma becomes even more intense. Even ordinary miasma-breaking pills cannot withstand this miasma.
He also collected several types of high-level poisonous weeds into the mustard seed space, and ordered the rhinoceros beasts not to eat them all, but to plant some for the future, and then continued to search.
In this quiet and gloomy miasma forest, after searching carefully for more than two months, I found a lot of poisonous and spiritual grasses, and I also found a few soul-breaking grasses as I expected. Unfortunately, the age is not too high, and the most is no more than a thousand years.
This also depends on Xiao Jintan's induction.
It's just that when we got here, we encountered several monsters. If we hadn't made the right choice, Xingzang would have been exposed long ago.
"It's better not to go forward. This is already the territory of fifth-level monsters, and it will be even more dangerous if you go in." Xiao Jintan said cautiously, "Although the Ten Thousand Years Soul-Destroying Grass is tempting, after all, our cultivation is not enough, and we are in vain.
To die for money is to be foolish."
Monsters are divided into levels one to nine. The first and second levels are equivalent to the Qi training stage of human monks, the third and fourth levels are equivalent to the foundation building stage, the fifth and sixth levels are equivalent to the golden elixir stage, the seventh level is equivalent to the Nascent Soul stage, and the eighth level is equivalent to
In terms of transforming into gods, the ninth level is equivalent to the level of transcending tribulation or above.
A fifth-level monster is already equivalent to a human golden elixir monk.
Only An Qingli, who had practiced Qi refining, had self-awareness, followed the good deeds, and decided to turn back. There were many talisman arrays around him, so he was not too afraid of the fifth-level monsters, but was afraid of making too much noise, hitting the small ones, and attracting the big ones.
Yes, by then she wouldn't even have a chance to use the talisman to escape.
Xiao Lingxi was a little disappointed, but with the Millennium Soul-Destroying Grass, the trip was worthwhile.
An Qingli hid his figure and turned back carefully. Before long, he heard the sound of fighting.
"Are these people stupid? They cause trouble in such a dangerous place without looking at their own cultivation level! With this movement, aren't they rushing to serve as food for high-level monsters?"
An Qingli cursed in his heart and took a careful detour. He didn't take a few steps when he heard someone yelling at the place where the fight was going on: "An Qingmiao, we are all from the same sect, why did you harm us?"
An Qingmiao?
The corner of An Qingli's mouth twitched, and it turned out that it was not enemies who were not getting together.
Then, I heard An Qingmiao say: "Just because Xiao Changqin should be mine! You don't deserve it!"
It turned out to be a love murder, involving the male protagonist of the original novel.
In the original text, the male protagonist also has many admirers, and An Qingmiao is one of them. As the eccentric Nascent Soul of the sect, he misses Xiao Changqin, the grandson of the sect leader.
An Qingli was not interested in listening any more, so she picked up her feet and continued walking. She didn't want anything to happen to her because she was listening to the wall. Suddenly, there were several shrill screams behind her. Those were the screams that can only be made when a person dies or is seriously injured.
"commit a sin."
An Qingli sighed in her heart, and before she had walked a hundred meters, she saw a long white insect spitting out forked snakes, rushing toward her at lightning speed.
This is the real crime!
An Qingli felt sad in his heart, picked up his cloud-chasing boots, and hurriedly stepped aside.
It was a seventh-level White Kui Snake, equivalent to the cultivation level of a human being in the Nascent Soul stage. It is greedy by nature and likes to eat things of flesh and blood. Monks, monsters and the like are all great tonic to it.
The seventh-order White Kui Snake, which was originally moving straight, seemed to notice the fluctuations in the air flow, and suddenly flicked its tail and hit An Qingli in the direction.
An Qingli's eyes narrowed, and he immediately threw out a few sixth-level explosion talismans, and at the same time crushed a seventh-level teleportation talisman, and immediately disappeared from the place. After throwing these few talismans casually, two thousand high-grade spiritual stones were gone.
, but it’s worth it if you can temporarily save your life in front of the seventh-level monster.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise that shook the earth, and the entire miasma forest trembled.
The seventh-level monster howled miserably, coiled its bloody snake tail, and looked around with its head raised in anger. The pressure equivalent to that of a Nascent Soul cultivator surged out overwhelmingly. The few people still fighting a little further away, even if they were
An Qingmiao, who had just broken through the foundation building, was also overwhelmed by this coercion and fell to the ground, unable to move. Even the life-saving means prepared in advance in the storage bag could not be taken out.
The seventh-level White Kui Snake couldn't find An Qingli to hurt it, so it vented all its anger on An Qingmiao and the others.
One by one, he swallowed the injured Qi-refining disciples of Tianyin Sect, and finally it was the turn of An Qingmiao who was in the foundation building stage.
An Qingmiao, who was lying on the ground, was in a state of shock. Finally, when he was about to be swallowed, he opened his thin lips and yelled, "I am a single water spirit root, and my Yuan Yin has not been lost!"
A single water spirit root? Yuan Yin has not been lost? Great tonic, great tonic!
The seventh-level Bai Kui's snake eyes flashed lustfully, and he slowly licked An Qingmiao's pale little face clean with the snake letter. Suddenly, his figure shrank by half, and he wrapped himself around An Qingmiao.
It was also said that An Qingli crushed the teleportation talisman to seek refuge, and teleported to the depths of the miasma forest, where he was surrounded by patches of soul-breaking grass.
I don't know if my luck is good or bad.
A ten-thousand-year-old soul-breaking grass can recover the loss of several thousand high-grade spiritual stones just now! And it's more than enough.
But great opportunities often come with great dangers!
An Qingli didn't have time to think too much, and immediately put a large piece of soul-breaking grass into the mustard seed space, including the soil and skin, and then crushed an eighth-level teleportation talisman, and teleported again. Among the talismans given to her by Master Mu Sheng, the highest
There is only the eighth level, because the Tianyun Sect has long since lost its ninth-level talisman-making master.
The monster guarding this place is already at the eighth level, which is equivalent to the cultivation level of a human monk.
It has occupied this precious land for thousands of years, and no foreign object dares to step into its territory. Now, while taking a nap, someone who is not afraid of death has appeared!
What's even more disgusting is that the one who is not afraid of death comes and goes suddenly without even being able to tell whether he is a human or a demon!
"Ouch—"
A tiger roar shook the entire mountain col, and the roar went straight into the sky!
Cracked rocks fell from the mountain one after another, and cracks opened on the ground that were ten feet wide. The eighth-level monster turned out to be a Taiyin purple-eyed tiger.
Countless birds, beasts, insects and ants were running for their lives in panic, and those who were very close were even instantly shaken to death by the roar.
Even the people and animals who were together twenty or thirty miles away could not escape. They were immediately knocked down into the cracks in the ground and buried deeply by the rolling sand and stones.
An Qingli, who had not yet moved out of the miasma forest, was shaken to his core by the roar of the tiger. Fortunately, he used the eighth-level teleportation talisman to teleport forty miles away, and was able to escape the bad luck of being buried deep underground.
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But one wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.
An Qingli had just teleported to the ground, but before he could stabilize his body, a group of fourth-order iron-winged birds were shaken down by the tiger's roar, but they fell heavily like falling stones as big as a millstone.
The birds were frightened, screamed, and wanted to flap their wings and fly again, but the eighth-level monster roared, and the mountains shook dozens of miles away, and the air flow was turbulent. It was not easy for them to flap their wings and fly again.
An Qingli couldn't dodge, and was immediately knocked over by a plummeting iron-winged bird. He fell to the ground, and was surrounded and trampled by a group of birds. The bird's sharp claws dug directly into his flesh, and his fair little face was not immune from the disaster.
His flesh and blood were swept away by those hard-as-iron bird wings.
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