Fang Jing's mysterious light protected him, and he flew into the depths of the plum blossoms, where he saw an old Taoist priest drinking wine under the plum blossom tree.
He bowed respectfully and called: "Master..."
Then, he asked unwillingly: "I, Emei, really want to have a sword fight with Luofu?"
Sword fighting is actually nothing.
But the thought of becoming enemies with his two former friends made Fang Jing feel uncomfortable.
"well……"
Old Taoist Baimei took another sip of wine and sighed: "Why are things in the world so difficult?"
He is an Emei elder who is just waiting to die, and he has a good friend of Jiuzhen Xianniang in Luofu Mountain.
To be honest, I really don’t want to have a sword fight with Luofu Mountain!
The old Taoist Baimei also strongly disapproved of Ku Toutuo's new Ziyu Sanren as soon as he made a move last time, and even lost his temper at Ku Toutuo.
But Master Qi Miaoyi just said a few words, leaving Bai Mei speechless.
"The great catastrophe of the immortals, the catastrophe of the end of the Dharma, and the immeasurable calamity are coming... Emei has to collect the luck of the world in order to rise in the world and survive the calamity...
"In the orthodoxy, disciples are the first... some friendships can be put aside...
"Nowadays, among the side sects, Luofu Mountain has recruited many disciples and is on the rise. If it is not interrupted, how can Emei consolidate the power of the side sects?
"So no matter who is right or wrong, this sword fight is unavoidable...
But Old Taoist Baimei couldn't tell this apprentice about this kind of thing.
If you talk too much, this dull disciple may not be able to understand, so he can only drink dull wine alone.
Fang Jing couldn't get the confidence and said goodbye to his master, which made him even more depressed.
He was flying in mid-air when he suddenly felt the vitality of heaven and earth moving towards Jiulao Cave like a tide.
"This...this..."
In the Jiulao Cave, there are auspicious atmospheres everywhere, and the purple-green energy soars straight into the sky.
"Someone has refined the golden elixir? I don't know which uncle or uncle it is..."
Fang Jing's eyes widened, feeling very envious.
After all, the Golden elixir master has a lifespan of more than a thousand years and can establish a sect!
Some casual cultivators don’t even dare to think about it!
Even in an authentic Taoist sect such as the Emei Sect, not every disciple can form an elixir. For example, his master Bai Mei...it took him two lives to practice hard, and finally killed Waijie before he could form an elixir with great difficulty.
"Look at this elixir...the purple-green energy is soaring into the sky, and all the vitality of heaven and earth within a hundred miles is surrendered...I'm afraid it's a top-grade golden elixir."
As a disciple of Emei, I always have this knowledge.
However, the next moment, one vision after another shocked Fang Jing, a disciple of Qimei.
The golden crow sun, the Moon Rabbit looks back...the great road manifests itself, the Taoist ancestor traces his traces...
In the sky, nine great elixir phenomena were revealed one after another, and then they finally calmed down.
"This is...a first-grade golden elixir?"
Fang Jing murmured to himself.
"Not only is it a first-grade golden elixir, it is also the best among first-grade elixirs...the highest elixir of my Xuanmen sect—the Taiqing Golden elixir.
At this time, there was suddenly a person next to him, it was Yang Xumi.
He looked at the figure flying out of Jiulao Cave, his tone full of envy: "Junior sister Li, you are one step ahead of me after all!
"Junior Sister Li... Could it be... Junior Sister Li Yingyun? How long has she been in the profession? Less than fifty years, right?"
Fang Jing was really shocked this time and was speechless.
Historically, even among the authentic Taoist sects, if there is a disciple who can refine the golden elixir within a hundred years, then he is a supreme genius who will not be born for thousands of years, and the first candidate to be the master in the future.
As for Li Yingyun, Fang was less than 50 years old, and he had already achieved the golden elixir, and it was still the best Taiqing golden elixir!
Even if the opponent has not yet become a golden elixir, he can use the new golden elixir to defeat the old demon. If he becomes a golden elixir, wouldn't it mean that the world is at his mercy?
"Why is the gap between people so big?"
At this moment, even though he was as steady as a square mirror, he felt unspeakable envy and jealousy in his heart...
"Amitabha……"
Yang Xumi loudly announced the Buddha's name: "After Junior Sister, I will also go into seclusion and try to refine the golden elixir... Not only the young monk, but also the master of the young monk will also go into seclusion and try to break through the soul... I, Emei, have great prosperity, and many of my disciples have
You have to work hard."
"I will obey my senior brother's teachings."
Fang Jing quickly gathered his attention and responded respectfully.
"In that case, I'll go!"
He saw Yang Xuqiang unfold the Shadowless Sword, which turned into a thin sword light and entered the Jiulao Cave.
Fang Jing was silent for a long time, and then he drifted away. He had to prepare a gift to congratulate Li Yingyun on the completion of the golden elixir.
In the blink of an eye, three years passed,
"Let's go..."
On the Golden Dome of Ten Thousand Buddhas, Qi Miaoyi still has a childlike appearance, wearing Taiqing Taoist robes, full of majesty.
"Master..."
Behind him is his direct disciple Li Yingyun.
After Li Meiyun formed the elixir, she went into seclusion for three years. When she came out again, her divine light had been restrained, making it impossible to see any anger.
It is obvious that he has refined the Taiqing Golden Pill and made it run smoothly, surpassing many old masters of the Golden Pill.
At this time, he shouted: "Master gave me the Purple Green Sword, but I don't have a flying sword, so I might as well use this one from my disciple... Patriarch Luofu has twelve Dutian Swords, which can form a sword array.
The power is extraordinary."
"My disciple is interested." Qi Miaoyi smiled slightly and actually put away the purple green sword.
As the headmaster of Emei, he has half of Emei's nine flying swords on his body.
As for his swordsmanship, it can be said that he is unique in this world.
A group of human beings transformed into sword light and disappeared without a trace.
"Congratulations to the Headmaster..."
On top of the Golden Summit of Ten Thousand Buddhas, only the disciples Baimei Lao Tao and Fang Jing were left, staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes.
Old Taoist Baimei had friends in Luofu Mountain and couldn't bear to take action.
The second is that his strength is low and he is no better than him, so he was appointed to stay at the mountain gate.
At the same time, we will take care of Jiulao Cave.
In the Jiulao Cave, Master Kudutuo and his disciples are also in retreat.
Counting the days, it is almost time for Kutoutuo to leave seclusion.
"I wonder if Senior Brother Kutoutuo can break through the Yuan Shen and catch up with this sword fight?"
Taoist Baimei looked in the direction of Jiulao Cave and thought to himself.
Seven days later.
Naturally, there is a special communication channel among many experts in Emei, called Feijian Chuanshuan, which is extremely fast.
Therefore, even though the old Taoist Baimei is in Emei, he can clearly understand the sword fighting process on the coast of the East China Sea.
"Li Yingyun is indeed a little killer. In the first sword fight, she personally participated in the sword fight and killed three golden elixir masters in Luofu Mountain without even using the Purple Green Sword... The Grandmaster Luofu was so angry that he seemed to be nothing. What happened next was really
I can’t take it anymore, I’ll go out in person and invite the master to fight…”
Old Taoist Bai Mei held a flying sword in his hand and seemed to have seen the scene where Li Yingyun won three out of three battles, killing the side disciple Jindan with his sword, and even Patriarch Luofu had no time to come to the rescue. He was fascinated for a moment.
But he also knew that he couldn't do it.
Li Yingyun only needed one sword to kill those Luofu Mountain golden elixirs, and it was probably about the same to kill himself...
"It is the real person from the church who has really met his opponent... Patriarch Luofu has a profound level of cultivation, and his creation of magic is also top notch. He also has twelve Dutian Swords and has set up a sword formation. It is difficult for anyone in this world to escape..."
When Old Taoist Baimei said this, he had doubts on his face.
After all, he is also a disciple of Emei, and he does not want to see Emei fail in the sword fight.
"Junior brother, don't be afraid...
At this time, Kudu Tuo's voice resounded throughout the world. Bai Mei looked around, but couldn't see the other person's body at all. She couldn't help shouting: "Brother, have you refined your soul?"
"That's right... I have already cultivated the Taiqing Invisible Yuanshen, and no one in the world can see through my traces... Now my Yuanshen has gone out to help Master Zhenren."
Kudutuo drank, and his voice suddenly disappeared.