A figure from the Qingyang Sect rose into the sky and hovered over the sect.
The disciple guarding the mountain just looked up and ignored it.
The sect is protected by a large formation. Except for the sect leader and a few foundation-building elders, no one can ignore the forbidden air formation.
The figure circled above the sect for a while, then left the scope of the main peak and continued to browse other peaks.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the entire Qingyang Mountains are exceptionally beautiful in the moonlight.
I wonder how long this beautiful scenery can belong to the Qingyang Sect.
Luo Qinglan was in a heavy mood, not as free and easy as he showed during the day.
The people within the sect are unstable, and there are already some insiders who have secretly taken refuge in the Lieyang Sect, but she can't take action to clean them up yet.
Once they break up, Huang Yu will have no scruples and attack her.
The Lieyang Sect has been able to control the world of cultivating immortals in the Yan Kingdom, not because of how well the sect is managed, nor how strong its luck is, but because the other sect is strongly suppressing other sects. As long as any sect appears, it is possible to be promoted.
People with golden elixirs will die unexpectedly immediately.
They were all extremely talented and beautiful people when they came to serve as sect masters. They made the Qingyang Sect grow step by step and had a high chance of successfully forming the elixir. However, unexpected things happened when they were preparing to form the elixir.
Especially her master, Yue Shenxiao, the previous sect leader, was suppressed and killed in Ziyun Palace. The purpose of deterrence is self-evident.
"Master, if my disciple can successfully form the elixir, I will definitely kill that Huang Yu old man to avenge you!"
Luo Qinglan raised her head and looked up at the stars, thinking about the upbringing and teachings her master had given her since childhood, and the murderous secrets in her cold eyes.
Then she sighed, wanting revenge, but it was not easy.
Without the Seven Star Pill, the hope of attacking the Golden Pill is very slim. Without the Golden Pill, she might not even be able to save her life, let alone take revenge.
If her master hadn't been so kind to her, she wouldn't have been able to watch the Qingyang Sect disappear in her hands. She could have left the Yan Kingdom and gone to live somewhere else.
But now, she has no choice.
Shaking her head, Luo Qinglan shook off the irritability in her heart and continued to explore the night view.
In these three days, she will dispel all the depression, clear her mind, and prepare for the elixir formation.
Even if there is only a sliver of hope, we must fight for it with all our strength.
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Chen Lin stood in an open space outside the cave, concentrating on controlling the flying sword in front of him.
"go!"
Following his soft drink, the flying sword vibrated slightly and slashed down in the air with the force of breaking a bamboo.
With a pop, a previously placed boulder was split into two!
Chen Lin nodded with satisfaction and walked to the boulder to check the situation.
I saw that the cross section was as smooth as a mirror, with no room for frustration, and I couldn't help but feel more satisfied.
This boulder was moved by him from somewhere else during the day. It was not an ordinary stone, but a hard ore. Under normal circumstances, he could not cut it with a sword.
But after adding the Mountain-Destroying Sword Technique, the effect was very ideal.
This sword has definitely reached the power of the late stage of Qi training!
Putting away the flying sword, Chen Lin rearranged the boulders and turned around to return to the cave.
Suddenly, he frowned, looked up into the sky, and saw a graceful figure standing in the sky. After he noticed it, it slowly floated down.
The other party didn't hide his appearance, so there shouldn't be any malicious intent.
Chen Lin sensed the opponent's cultivation level, his expression suddenly changed, and he immediately clasped his fists and saluted: "I'm Lin Feiyu, the tenant of this cave, I have met my senior!"
This woman turned out to be a foundation-building monk, and she seemed to be from the Qingyang Sect. He hurriedly reported the identity of his tenant to avoid misunderstanding.
"Oh, Lin Feiyu, the tenant of Ding No. 98 Cave House, I know."
The woman nodded.
Chen Lin was stunned.
He asked suspiciously: "Senior, do you know this junior?"
This really surprised him. He was just a foreign monk in the middle stage of Qi training, and he rented the worst low-level cave. How could he be noticed by the foundation-building monks?
Chen Lin quickly thought about what he had learned about the Qingyang Sect monks, and compared them with the woman's appearance, trying to determine the other person's identity.
Then, his expression became extremely wonderful.
Swallowing his saliva, he bowed and said in salute: "I'm sorry for my poor eyesight, I didn't recognize the identity of Sect Master Luo right away. Please forgive me, Sect Master."
Chen Lin had seen the Qingyang Sect's disciple manual, and there was a portrait of the sect leader on it. He had never thought about it before, but now he suddenly thought about it, and suddenly ten thousand straw horses galloped past in his heart.
I just took some time out to practice my swordsmanship, and unexpectedly met the leader of the Qingyang Sect. Is this luck good or bad?
Luo Qinglan waved his hand and said: "It doesn't matter. If you don't know, don't blame me. Besides, you are not a disciple of my Qingyang Sect, so there is no need to be cautious."
It was normal for her to be recognized. After all, she had been the sect master for decades, and there were not many monks in Qingyang City who didn't know her.
After thinking about it, she finally asked, "I heard that you have spiritual milk on your body. I need it urgently now. Can you trade it with me?"
Having said that, Luo Qinglan actually just asked casually and did not think that Chen Lin, a monk in the middle stage of Qi training, would have such a level of treasure.
It's just that she happened to pass by this place while browsing the scenery, and remembered the message from the shopkeeper of Zhenbao Pavilion, so she came down to take a look.
Chen Lin was stunned, never expecting that the other party's purpose was this.
But he also had some doubts.
Except for Zhao Mengru, no one else should know about his spiritual breast. Could it be that Zhao Mengru is also here?
Or did Zhao Mengru sell the information to others?
But how did the other party know that he was here? Since entering the ancient temple, he has never interacted with that girl again?
Chen Lin was puzzled.
At this moment, the woman's voice sounded again.
"There's no need to make any excuses. I don't want to use extraordinary means. It won't do you any good, and I don't want your things in vain. I allow you to make a request."
Seeing that Chen Lin was silent, Luo Qinglan threatened casually.
Chen Lin's heart trembled and he woke up immediately.
Foundation-building monks can search for souls, so there is no point in hiding it. Moreover, the other party is said to have cultivated the Great Perfection of Foundation-building, so he can't run away even if he wants to.
Thinking of this, he immediately took out a small bottle, handed it to the other party respectfully and said, "Yes, I did get some spiritual milk by chance. I can just give it to my senior without any reward."
Because he had planned to sell some before, Chen Lin had already divided the spiritual milk into three parts. This was only one-third. Although he felt a little distressed, he had to give it up when it was time to give it up.
Now it was Luo Qinglan's turn to have a very wonderful expression.
She took the bottle in her hand in disbelief and opened it to check.
Then there was a face full of surprise.
It’s really spiritual milk, and it’s at least a thousand years old!
This is really hard to find, and it takes no effort to get along.
She never expected that she would find something that she could not find in the entire Yan Kingdom, but would find it in a monk who was in the middle stage of Qi training.
So much so that she felt very unreal.
Could it be said that the opportunity has come for me to form an elixir?