In the following years, both master and disciple spent their time in peace. Luo Hong silently refined nuclear black flames on the seabed, while Fan Mengyi took medicine and practiced on a nearby desert island to kill the intruding fire-eating bird.
Because of the elixir given by Luo Hong, Fan Mengyi's cultivation speed is far slower than when he was on Blood Moon Island, but he is still steadily advancing towards the bottleneck in the later stages of foundation building.
As for the fire-eating birds that always came to harass them, Fan Mengyi had to rely on the life-saving talisman given to her by Luo Hong in the first few fights. Later, she was able to kill them with just sword techniques.
She did not waste the fire-eating bird corpse she obtained. She studied the weapon refining technique by herself based on the weapon refining experience given by Luo Hong.
Although Fan Mengyi has no talent in the art of weapon refining, after being "fed" by the endless supply of monster materials, he finally reached the level of a junior weapon refiner and was able to refine some ordinary magic weapons.
Time flies, ten years have passed quickly.
On this day, Fan Mengyi woke up from her training, and the warning formation sensed that many people had broken in.
"Strange, why have there been more monks passing by here in the past few months?"
Fan Mengyi took back her power and stood up, muttering secretly.
Originally, there might not be a group of monks passing by here every year, but in recent months, this is the third group of monks who have triggered the warning formation.
Fortunately, these monks came and went in a hurry and did not cause Fan Mengyi any trouble.
However, the situation this time was obviously different. This group of monks came straight to the island.
Fan Mengyi's expression changed, and after taking a closer look with the help of the large formation, he confirmed that there were no monks in the alchemy stage among this group of monks.
"They are just monks in the foundation building and Qi refining stages, so there is no need to bother Master."
Fan Mengyi let go of the jade token she had grasped in her hand. This was the jade token Luo Hong had left for her. She could use it to call for help in emergencies.
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"Brother Gongsun, there is a spiritual island in front of us. Our magic power can no longer support it. We might as well go to the island to rest for a while."
Five miles away from the island, a handsome man whom Fan Mengyi had met once suggested with a pale face.
"No, that group of monsters has tricked us. We must make peace with Senior Liu as soon as possible, otherwise we will be in danger once we are caught up!"
Gongsun Yu also had lost all his magic power and was gritting his teeth to hold on, but he knew very well how powerful the monsters were in chasing them.
Although there are no traces of these monsters behind them at this time, as long as they stop for a moment, the opponent will catch up.
"But, Senior Sister Song..."
Xi'er, who was now a monk in the early stages of foundation building, was flying away holding the arm of a middle-aged woman. The woman's abdomen was bulging, and she was obviously pregnant.
Before Xi'er could finish speaking, the woman screamed loudly in pain.
"Xiaoying, how are you?"
Gongsun Yu immediately asked anxiously.
"Senior Brother Gongsun, Senior Sister Xiaoying has already moved her fetus. If we forcefully fly away, her life and the life of the baby in her belly will not be saved!"
Xi'er wiped the sweat on Song Xiaoying's forehead with her sleeve, gritted her teeth and transferred her remaining mana into the opponent's body.
"Husband, I..."
Just as Song Xiaoying wanted to squeeze out a smile to comfort everyone, her vision went dark and she fainted.
"Xiaoying! Hey, everyone, come with me to the island to repair temporarily. After recovering a little bit of mana, we can continue on our way. Don't be greedy for more!"
Gongsun Yu had no choice but to lead everyone to fly to the stone forest on the island.
Fan Mengyi, who was waiting here, wanted to come forward immediately to ask the purpose of these people's visit, but when she saw that the person leading the group was the former Master Gongsun, she hesitated for a moment and did not show up.
"Look at the costumes. Those are the disciples of the Huajian Sect. Why are they with Xi'er and the others?"
It turned out that not all of this group of monks were acquaintances of Fan Mengyi. Except for the Qingling Sect disciples who were wearing green clothes, half of them were Huajian Sect disciples who were wearing white orchid clothes.
Xingluo Island is not vast, but its population is not sparse. In order to compete for limited resources, the relationship between various sects is quite tense.
When Fan Mengyi was in Qingling Sect, every time he met a sect from the same island outside, there would always be a dispute.
Of course, it is mainly a dispute between young people, usually to make the other party save some face.
"It seems like they are being hunted by something. Master is still in seclusion. I'd better not get into trouble. I think they will leave after they recover their magic power."
Fan Mengyi was surprised to meet her old friend, but she didn't feel too happy. Instead, she was worried about what trouble Gongsun Yu and others would cause.
Sure enough, within half an hour, a group of black dots flew from the sky.
Gongsun Yu, who had been paying attention to his surroundings, immediately noticed the abnormality, and he immediately reminded everyone:
"They are coming, run away!"
"Uncle Gongsun, there are only five or six second-level monsters. There are so many of us, is it necessary to keep running away?"
A young disciple of the Huajian Sect seemed to have been chased out of his anger. He looked at the black spots on the horizon and said bitterly.
In fact, what he said makes sense. After all, excluding Song Xiaoying, who was unable to take action, there were five foundation-building stage monks present, plus six Qi-refining stage disciples, who worked together to deal with five or six second-level monsters.
The odds of winning are indeed great.
"Mantle Swallows are not easy to deal with. We can't waste time with them."
Gongsun Yu frowned. He was the eldest among the people and the person with the highest cultivation level. As soon as he spoke, the fighting spirit that had just risen among the people immediately died down.
"Brother Gongsun is right. The most important thing for us now is to make peace with Senior Liu, not to fight."
Fang Yin, a monk in the early stages of building the foundation of the Huajian Sect, echoed.
"Hey, why is a mere second-level monster so smart?"
In the dark, Fan Mengyi received the message from the warning formation and couldn't help but mutter to himself. At the same time, a bad feeling slowly emerged in his heart.
Not long after Gongsun Yu and his party took off, they were surprised to find that five more Mantle Swallows had already circled around them, forming a double-team on them with another group of Mantle Swallows.
Once caught between these two groups of second-level monsters, it would be almost impossible for them to defeat them, and if they were to disperse and break out, half of them would be killed or injured.
So when asked what to do, Gongsun Yu suddenly took out his magical weapon and said bitterly:
"Kill over! You must not be held back by the group of cloaked swallows in front of you. Charge with me!"
Everyone knew that the situation was urgent, and no one was talking nonsense. They each took out their magical weapons, intending to instantly destroy the cloaked swallow blocking the road.
Gongsunyu's response was very reasonable. Just when Fan Mengyi thought they would leave with trouble, a scene that surprised her happened.
The magical weapons that everyone was trying to hit were being avoided by the cloaked swallows one after another. They seemed to be dancing on the tips of the swords, but Fan Mengyi who was watching could clearly see that these cloaked swallows were able to dodge with ease.
Although Gongsun Yu and the others' attacks were only within one finger's distance each time, they just couldn't overcome this short distance.
After two rounds of attacks, many disciples panicked and changed their attack methods, either using talismans or casting spells.
The Huajian sect disciple who had just clamored for a fight hit a cloaked swallow in the middle of the fireball talisman he played, but before he could be happy, the demon burst out of the flames and flew past him with a "swish" sound.
The disciple was stunned for a moment, and the severe pain made him realize that his right arm had been severed, and he immediately screamed while holding the severed arm.
"This monster is difficult to deal with!"
Fan Mengyi could see clearly from below that the Mantle Yan that rushed out of the fireball was completely unscathed. There was always a layer of whirlwind surrounding its body, which not only accelerated its escape speed, but also helped it resist the Five Elements spells.
I'm afraid that in order to hurt this demon, at least mid-level and low-level spells must be used.