It is a place shrouded in blue spiritual mist, like a dream, like a fairyland.
Surrounded by a dense spiritual mist, the surging spiritual energy gathered, steamed up, and finally condensed into raindrops, falling on the elixir on the mountain.
Countless thriving elixirs and spiritual trees are growing vigorously.
On the top of the mountain, there is also a fairy mountain pavilion, which is like a shadow.
"Hall Master Zhao, welcome to Qinglong Mountain!"
Xiao Changfeng's voice came from the top of the mountain.
at the same time.
The entire spiritual mist suddenly surged.
In Zhao Sanqing's horrified eyes, the sea of clouds rolled and parted to both sides, opening a path hundreds of meters long into the sky from the middle.
This road is completely made of seven-color rainbow and clouds.
From the foot of the mountain, it leads all the way to the Fengyu Pavilion on the top of the mountain.
"This...this is a holy place? Why have I never discovered it before?"
Zhao Sanqing rubbed his eyes and could hardly believe what he saw.
Everything in front of me is like a fairyland.
Even compared with the real holy land, it is not much better.
He had never thought that there was such a place in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountains.
"Master, the teacher arranged this a month ago. We call it the Little Holy Land!"
Lu Wenjie opened his mouth and explained to Zhao Sanqing.
"Is this created by Master Xiao?"
Zhao Sanqing took a deep breath, with boundless horror on his face.
Create a holy place with just your hands?
What kind of method is this?
Even he spent all his wealth to build Yaowangju.
However, the Qinglong Mountain in front of us is not only ten times stronger than Yaowangju?
How is this done?
"Groan!"
At this time, suddenly there was an earth-shattering dragon roar that sounded on the mountain.
Zhao Sanqing's eyes suddenly widened and he looked in disbelief.
Within the spiritual mist, he saw a long blue dragon that was hundreds of meters long, rising fiercely into the air.
The green dragon has beards and claws, antlers and snake scales, eyes like copper bells, and a body as thick as a water tank. It is tumbling in the air and making bursts of moaning sounds.
"Is this a dragon?"
Zhao Sanqing was already dumbfounded, his eyes were dull, he pointed at Qinglong and shouted.
"This is the Spiritual Mist Azure Dragon, the formation spirit of the Yin-Yang Nine Palaces Formation."
Lin Ruoyu covered her mouth and smiled softly, then opened her mouth to explain.
"Xiao Qing, don't run, let's play hide and seek together!"
At this moment, the Hydra roared in, chasing the Lingwu Qinglong, its tone was a bit lewd.
"High-grade spiritual beast!"
Seeing the Hydra, Zhao Sanqing was shocked again.
Both the Spirit Mist Azure Dragon and the Hydra possess the strength of the ninth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.
This left Zhao Sanqing's mind blank.
He really couldn't imagine how everything had become so strange after he had only been away for two months.
Am I really old?
Zhao Sanqing didn't even know how he reached the top of the mountain.
When he came back to his senses, he saw Xiao Changfeng standing in front of Fengyu Pavilion, bowing his hands in salute to him.
"Hall Master Zhao, long time no see!"
Xiao Changfeng smiled slightly and saw Zhao Sanqing's shock.
"call!"
Suddenly exhaling the long breath in his heart, Zhao Sanqing grabbed Xiao Changfeng.
"Master Xiao, you must leave a place for me here. Well, I will build a small hut at the foot of the mountain!"
Zhao Sanqing's voice was urgent and urgent.
The spiritual energy here is ten times stronger than that in the outside world.
The elixirs on the mountain are lush and green, and whether it is cultivation or medicine cultivation, it is far superior to other places.
This is an excellent place for him.
So even if you are shameless, you still have to give it a try.
"Master, the teacher has already prepared it for us. On the mountainside, a loft has been built. In addition, there are special alchemy rooms, training rooms, weapon refining rooms, etc."
Lu Wenjie reminded awkwardly.
Hearing Lu Wenjie's words, Zhao Sanqing's eyes widened, he coughed, and let go of Xiao Changfeng.
"At least you have some conscience and haven't forgotten me!"
Seeing this scene, everyone laughed.
"Hall Master Zhao, what happened when you left Wangjiang City in a hurry that day?"
Xiao Changfeng spoke slowly.
After hearing Xiao Changfeng's words, Zhao Sanqing's expression changed and became solemn and anxious.
"Master Xiao, this matter is extremely urgent. I have no choice but to beg you to take action!"
Zhao Sanqing spoke solemnly.
And his words also made Xiao Changfeng and others stare blankly.
It can make even Zhao Sanqing feel troublesome.
It's definitely not an ordinary thing.
Moreover, Zhao Sanqing left Wangjiang City in a hurry that day, without even having time to leave a message.
Something big is bound to happen among them.
"Ruoyu, you go down first!"
Xiao Changfeng nodded and asked Lin Ruoyu and the others to leave.
Lin Ruoyu and the others naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, so they left Fengyu Pavilion without saying anything more.
"Hall Master Zhao, you can say it now!"
Xiao Changfeng's spiritual consciousness spread out, and no disturbance could escape his discernment.
See this.
Only then did Zhao Sanqing speak.
"Master Xiao, actually I came here to ask you for help!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, Xiao Changfeng was surprised.
His consciousness reached out and scanned Zhao Sanqing, but he did not find any special illness.
However, this time, Xiao Changfeng was completely shocked.
Palace lord?
Xue Feixian?
The palace master mentioned by Zhao Sanqing must be the palace master of Yin Yang Academy.
That was one of the top people in the Dawu Dynasty.
The famous stunt "Flying Immortal with One Sword" is a self-created martial arts skill that is comparable to the heavenly level and is famous all over the world.
If Gongsun Ming is just a little bird, then Xue Feixian is the eagle that truly overlooks the world.
Even Zhao Sanqing is far behind.
Such an unparalleled strong man is about to die?
This...how is this possible?
Xiao Changfeng was shocked inside.
But he believed that Zhao Sanqing was definitely not joking.
I'm afraid only such a big event would make him leave in a hurry without even having time to say anything.
"What's wrong with Palace Master Xue? Seriously injured? Or poisoned?"
Xiao Changfeng frowned and asked in a deep voice.
I am just a small spiritual martial artist.
The reason why Zhao Sanqing came to see him so eagerly may have something to do with his injuries.
But he himself is a sixth-grade alchemist.
A problem that cannot be solved by him must be very difficult.
"It's poisoning."
Zhao Sanqing spoke in a deep voice, his face looking very ugly.
"I have been studying pharmacology for decades, but this is the first time I encountered this kind of poison. Countless black spots appeared on his body, his body functions deteriorated, and he was unable to stand. Most importantly, his memory regressed, as if he was going backwards.
Growth is average!”
Zhao Sanqing's face was solemn.
He has tried countless methods, but to no avail.
Thinking of Xiao Changfeng's golden needle acupuncture method and the magical elixir.
He just came here to look for Xiao Changfeng, in his opinion.
Now the only one who can save Xue Feixian is Xiao Changfeng.
Thinking of this, he took a deep breath, looked solemn, and bowed to Xiao Changfeng:
"Master Xiao, I sincerely ask you to take action to save Junior Brother Xue's life!"