After listening to what Lei Minghua said, Senior Sister Cai Jiayu took the lead and said with a smile: "I'd better follow Senior Brother Lei, it will feel safer this way."
Along the way, Yang Yi had already figured out that Cai Jiayu was Lei Minghua's little crush. This trip was probably just to get close to Lei Minghua, and he didn't care about elixirs such as blood spirit grass.
In fact, Liao Yihai is also like this. He came out this time with the intention of cultivating a relationship with Lei Minghua. If he can be the first to get the recognition of his uncle, then the matter between him and Lei Ziqi will be more complicated.
Are you sure?
But he didn't know that when he arrived at Yujianmen, he actually saw Yang Yi.
The moment he saw Yang Yi, Liao Yihai thought that he wanted to do the same thing as him. This time he came to Fuxian Lake to perform well in front of Lei Minghua.
When I think of this and recall the past events, my heart is filled with old and new hatreds.
In front of Lei Minghua, he didn't dare to use any tricks to sneak attack and plot against Yang Yi, because he had suffered many losses before.
But there is a raging fire in my heart. Competition is indispensable. I must perform well for my future uncle and let him see how good he is.
When the time comes...
"If you haven't left yet, why are you still standing there?" Lei Minghua looked back and said coldly.
Yang Yi had already walked on a road alone, and Cai Jiayu followed Lei Minghua several meters away.
Only Liao Yihai was left standing there in a daze and giggling, not knowing what he was thinking.
"You must stay vigilant in Fuxian Lake. Otherwise, your life may be in danger at any time."
Lei Minghua reminded again.
"Yes, yes, yes." After hearing this, Liao Yihai immediately came to his senses and trotted to follow him, nodding his head one after another at the same time.
Yang Yi looked at these two people and couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.
Could it be that this team is the only one who came here for the Blood Spirit Grass?
The black-winged eagle is hovering in the sky, looking up like a small black dot and not attracting anyone's attention at all.
But under its eyes, it can see a piece of green grass or a trembling piece of gravel, and the area it can see is wider than the scope of a cultivator's spiritual consciousness.
Under its supervision, several people were moving forward quickly.
It's just that they don't search carefully on every river bank, because the blood spirit grass also has its own growth characteristics.
Some elixirs will not grow together with the surrounding plants. They will rob all the aura in the area to provide nutrients for their own growth.
Blood Spirit Grass is just the opposite. It can coexist with any plant, and the plants and trees around it are very prosperous.
So if you find bustling plants by the lake, you don't need to look for them. You just need to carefully examine the dense and lush flora and grass.
The distance between the three groups of people was about a hundred feet, and they were all carefully searching their area with their spiritual consciousness.
However, Yang Yi was very confused. Although they were not walking slowly, at this speed, even if it took 10 days and a half, let alone a few days, they might not be able to complete the search of the entire Fuxian Lake.
Is this efficiency too low?
In this way, even if there is real blood spirit grass, it is likely to be missed.
Could it be that over the years, the seniors of the Seven Jue and Ten Sects have not found a better and more effective method?
Just when Yang Yi was on his way out, a sharp cry suddenly came from the sky.
"Xiao..."
No, a demon has appeared.
Yang Yi immediately became cautious.
He searched around and realized that the place where the demon appeared was not in his direction, but in the direction of Liao Yihai.
"Hahaha……"
Liao Yihai secretly rejoiced at this moment and couldn't help laughing.
He immediately searched the bushes and saw a leaf moving slightly, and a black shadow suddenly shot out from above, which startled him, but he quickly recovered.
Coming.
Isn't this the opportunity that I have longed for to express myself?
I saw a demon with torn clothes, disheveled hair, and face that had already rotted away and whose facial features could not be clearly seen, jumped out from the bushes and was covered in white hair.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."
I don't know which cultivator or which year this white-haired beast was made by burying his bones here. At this time, he was roaring fiercely and rushing towards Liao Yihai.
It is Bao's nature to seek blood.
Liao Yihai first turned sideways and dodged a blow from the white-haired demon.
Then he held the sword in his hand and shouted loudly: "You evil spirits, you are unlucky to meet my Demon Slayer Pavilion, Liao Yihai, today."
After saying that, he raised the long sword in his hand horizontally, pinched his fingers, and the sword suddenly became brighter.
"disease……"
"Ouch..."
Bai Maoba still didn't feel anything. He was only filled with an extreme desire for the blood in front of him, and then he pounced on it very quickly.
Liao Yihai's sword energy directly stabbed its chest, but suddenly the sword energy was blocked on his chest. He was unable to move forward even half an inch, and he could even faintly feel that it was being suppressed a little bit.
Liao Yihai felt that the sword was too hard.
The two biggest characteristics of Ba are that it is fast and the second is that its body is strong.
With these two characteristics, it is very difficult for cultivators of the same level to destroy his defenses.
When Liao Yihai saw Bai Maoba slowly approaching him, he changed his left hand gestures and shouted: "Back off..."
Following Liao Yihai's soft drink, the flying sword turned and the surging sword energy turned into waves of breeze.
Although the sharpness has been reduced, the softness has increased exponentially.
With just this sword move, Qingfeng Xulai's sword move directly drew white marks on Bai Maobao's body, and at the same time pushed him ten feet away.
This gentle breeze is not the sword technique of the Demon Slayer Pavilion, but the magical power of Confucianism cultivators. Only the Yunwu Sect has such inheritance in the Demon Slayer Pavilion.
But the damage caused by this blow to Bai Maoba was negligible. He roared and rushed towards Liao Yihai again.
"Bound!"
Liao Yihai let out another soft drink, then changed his finger gestures and directly used the Hundred Sword Techniques of the Psychic Sword Technique.
Immediately afterwards, the flying sword was rotated, forming a series of chains, directly binding the white-haired demon tightly, and it was still turning.
"Tear, tear, tear..."
Several iron chains formed by the flying swords directly restrained the white-haired demon, and they were still spinning, making bursts of metal friction sounds.
"roar……"
Bai Maoba seemed to feel the pain that he hadn't seen for a long time, and there were countless small wounds all over his body. If his skin hadn't been so hard, it would have been broken into several pieces in the blink of an eye.
At this critical moment, it also burst out with fierce strength, grabbed the two chains with both hands, and pulled hard.
After a loud crackling sound, the chain was torn open by him.
"roar……"
Then a low roar came from his throat, and after breaking the chain, all the sword energy was dispersed.
The sword energy scattered all over the sky gathered into a flying sword again and returned to Liao Yihai's hand.
At this time, Liao Yihai did not panic, but was still so calm and composed. He quickly changed his hands and memorized a mirror directly.
This time when he came to Fuxian Lake, his father Liao Xiuwen gave him the self-defense weapon Ziyang Mirror.
Originally, he wanted to save this magic weapon until the end, but at this time, he found it very difficult during the fight with the white-haired demon, so he squeezed the magic weapon out.
A ray of sunlight was refracted by the bronze mirror and shone directly on the white-haired monster. Suddenly, countless black gases emerged from its body, making a hissing sound.
"roar……"
The white-haired demon was severely injured in an instant. He fell to the ground and howled in pain, still rolling around.
This magic weapon can store the light of the sun. If it shines on an ordinary person, it will feel a little hot at most, but once it shines on ghosts, it can burn them clean in an instant.
Watching the white-haired demon rolling on the ground, Liao Yihai saw the right moment and swung his sword.
laugh……
This sword directly cut off the white-haired beast's head, and then it was truly killed.
Seeing that Bai Maoba had been killed by him, Liao Yihai took a long breath.
Putting away the flying sword and magic weapon, he also showed a confident smile on his face, and thought to himself: "My uncle must have seen the whole process of me killing the white-haired demon so cleanly. This response should be good for me.
Let’s look at it differently.”
Then he came to Lei Minghua and was about to claim credit: "Senior Brother Lei, look at what I just showed..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard another howl from the black-winged eagle high in the sky.
