As soon as Ren Qiuxian finished speaking, everyone did not dare to speak. Only then did they want to understand the reason. Although most people understood that if such a rare treasure appeared, they would probably belong to Ren Qiuxian, but they still wanted to see it.
.
Ren Qiu
As soon as these words came out, those below the fifth level of soul refining became excited.
You know, in their eyes, the first treasure of the Fire Spirit Pillar is naturally this life liquid.
For a time, countless disciples patted their chests and promised to help Ren Qiuxian.
"Young Master Qiu, Young Master Qiu," Maud ran from behind the tree with tears in her eyes. Even her body seemed to be shaking violently with excitement. She walked around Ren Qiuxian and asked with concern: "Young Master Qiu, are you okay? Are you okay?
Okay, it’s okay!”
Ren Qiuxian turned to look at Maude, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and said with a slight smile: "It's okay."
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm worried to death," Maude stopped, patted her chest, and whispered: "That day, I saw the snake spitting out its poison, and I was trying to help you, but I felt hot all over my body.
I couldn't bear it. I knew at that time that I was poisoned, and my help turned out to be a burden to you. So I ran into the forest and found a low-level woman to relieve the poison of desire. These days, I have been looking for you everywhere. Today,
God bless you so much that you can be safe and let me meet you here."
Ren Qiuxian frowned slightly and turned to look at the people who were excited about the rejuvenation liquid.
Who is Maude? He is a good person. Seeing that Ren Qiuxian was not happy, he said nothing and stood behind him, holding his chest high.
Song Yi hid behind the giant tree and was extremely surprised. Seeing that no matter which one of these two people he saw, he couldn't afford to offend him. This was not a forest of fire. As long as these two people found him, he would be lifeless.
Thinking of this, I wanted to leave quietly.
Suddenly, a gust of fragrant wind came.
All the disciples' eyes were gleaming, and they looked towards where the fragrant wind was coming from.
I saw a group of female brothers in red robes walking slowly from the forest.
The one who came with all the ladies was a beautiful woman at the fifth level of soul refining.
She was seen walking gracefully, her clothes fluttering in the wind. Her snow-like skin looked even paler under the light of the moonlight.
His face was as cold as frost, and although it showed no expression at all, it was so stunning that it took people's breath away.
The red clothes flutter like snow lotuses growing in the flames, with a celestial beauty and an unparalleled beauty.
All the disciples by the pool were stunned, with different expressions on their faces for a while.
This woman is none other than Yan Shuang'er, the proud disciple of Yan Xue, the fourth elder of Fire Valley.
Yan Shuang'er walked slowly and arrived at the edge of the pool in a moment. She lowered her head and glanced at the deep blue pool water. Her eyes were like autumn water. They were the kind of beautiful eyes that can only be seen from thousands of mountains and ice lakes. But this look was ice.
Extremely cold.
The breeze blew by, gently blowing the hair on the forehead, and the red robe danced with the wind.
Standing in the wind, her clothes were slowly fluttering. Her snow-like skin was so pale and beautiful under the clear light of the moonlight. People couldn't help but be surprised to think that the night and the moonlight were so beautiful and bright because of her.
He withdrew his cold gaze, stretched out his jade fingers like onion roots, and brushed the wind-blown black hair on his forehead.
This inadvertent movement made the cold elegance exude. Everyone was stunned and mistakenly thought that this was an elf who had fallen into the mortal world.
Everyone's eyes widened, and some low-level cultivators were already drooling.
"Senior Sister Shuang'er, this is where the strange phenomenon appeared," an equally beautiful woman beside Yan Shuang'er said softly.
Yan Shuang'er nodded slightly and waved the Nun Jue with one hand to the ground.
The fire flashed by, and a beautiful flower flew across the ground.
Phew, the ground was cleared into a clean place. Sit down cross-legged, close your eyes slightly, and wait quietly.
The woman who spoke glanced at Yan Shuang'er and snorted coldly in her heart. She waved to the women behind her and followed her to sit cross-legged.
Turning to look at Yan Shuang'er in front of him, a trace of viciousness flashed in his eyes. He said secretly: "Huh, Yan Shuang'er, what's so great about you? Isn't it just because the master looks at you differently? Don't give Lin Yang a chance to stand up.
, until then, I want to see how noble you can still be."
For a moment, everyone around the pool was extremely quiet, and all pairs of eyes were looking at Yan Shuang'er.
"Cough, cough," Maud coughed twice, staring greedily at the female disciples, and said to Ren Qiuxian in front of him: "Young Master Qiu, now that Yan Shuang'er is here, I'm afraid that there are strange things in this pool.
It's hard to get the treasure." As he spoke, he thought of Ren Qiuxian's drug addiction.
Ren Qiu
Desire for poison.
He understood that it was normal for a person to die in the Fire Spirit Pillar. But if Yan Shuang'er or Yan Xue knew how the female disciple died, I'm afraid it would be really difficult for him. What's more, this
For countless years, no one knows what the master has done to him.
After hearing Maude's words, he didn't say anything. He stood by the pool and sat down cross-legged.
Maude was such a smart person. When Ren Qiuxian had a strange look on his face, he had made some guesses in his mind. He couldn't help but secretly rejoiced and thought: "Okay, this way, it will be much easier to handle."
Turning his head to look at the stunned people, he wanted to sit down by the pool.
Suddenly, a sneaky head stretched out from behind a giant tree, looking nervously at Yan Shuang'er.
"Song Yi?" He yelled coldly, moved and ran towards the giant tree.
When Yan Shuang'er appeared, Song Yi, who had been hiding behind the giant tree, was so distracted that he forgot about the environment he was in. When he heard Maud's cold shout, he was startled.
He suddenly turned around and ran quickly towards the forest.
Maud's cold shout naturally startled everyone who was stunned. When everyone heard the words "Song Yi" and "Song Yi", everyone thought of the story passed down in the forest of fire.
Song Yi is Gu Qing’s eldest brother and his savior!
Gu Qing possesses a broken magical weapon!
By controlling Song Yi, Gu Qing can hand over the remaining artifact.
This thought flashed through everyone's mind, and they all turned around and rushed towards Song Yi.
Mode never expected that the disciples would react like this. He snorted coldly, stopped, turned around, cupped his fists and bowed to Ren Qiuxian: "Young Master Qiu, do you still remember Gu Qing's eldest brother Song Yi?"
Ren Qiuxian had already been awakened, and was looking up at Song Yi, who was running quickly towards the forest. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Since we can't find Gu Qing, let's control Song Yi first." After finishing speaking,
, the body moved, transformed into a red shadow, and swept into the forest with lightning speed.
In fact, these words are just words to Maude. In his heart, there is a deeper plan. Only he knows that there is a person under this pool, that is Gu Qing. He believes that this pool can cause visions of heaven and earth, which will definitely be related to the future.
are related.
No matter what kind of treasure caused the vision or how powerful it was, he believed that as long as he controlled Song Yi, everything would come naturally.
Maude didn't expect Ren Qiuxian to move at his request. She was slightly startled, then moved and followed him out.
Song Yi couldn't believe that he could actually cause such a big sensation. As he ran quickly, he was secretly glad that he had not had any contact with outsiders in the fifty days since he entered the Fire Spirit Pillar. Otherwise, he would have died long ago.
"Song Xiao'er, stay alive," a monk at the fifth level of soul refining flashed through the woods like lightning, waving his hand and throwing out a ball of flame.
The flames roared and rushed straight towards Song Yi.
Song Yi dodged forward, quickly hid behind a giant tree, and then moved forward again.
There was a loud noise, the flames hit the tree, and a raging fire broke out in an instant.
"Humph, if you can run away, my surname will not be Yang." Another fifth-level soul refiner raised his hand and offered flames, and his figure slid through the woods like lightning.
…
For a time, all the disciples were chasing Song Yi like crazy.
Flames roared and explosions continued.
In a moment, the entire forest turned into a sea of fire, dyeing the sky red.
For the low-level disciples who were chasing Song Yi, it was just to see the broken magic weapon in Gu Qing's hand; for those who had reached the fifth level of soul refining, they had long been caught by the sight of Gu Qing appearing on the top of Burning Flame Mountain.
Shocked. They believed that the latter had a more powerful secret.
By capturing Song Yi, the powerful secret may be his own.
For this reason, it is enough for them to go crazy.
In the fifty days since he entered the Fire Spirit Pillar, although Song Yi did not reach the rejuvenation liquid, he had fought several ordinary monsters. Although he did not get anything good, he had accumulated a lot of experience in escaping.
At this time, when faced with the siege of the disciples, although he was in a state of embarrassment, he was not captured for a while.
Lin Yang turned to look at the crazy crowd, and naturally understood their purpose. He frowned and said softly: "Senior Sister Shuang'er, we..."
Yan Shuang'er waved her hand to stop Lin Yang's words and said coldly: "Our target is in the pool." It wasn't that she didn't want to take action, but she knew very well that Gu Qing was someone Huokong valued. And Huokong had some differences with his master.
Things that can't be understood.
In any case, the best policy is not to take action.
A trace of coldness flashed across Lin Yang's face, but he recovered instantly and said with a smile: "Yes, yes. Senior Sister Shuang'er has the flame flower sent by her master, so naturally she doesn't bother to get that first-class defective magic weapon."
"Sword Overlord," suddenly, a roar came out of the air. Then a flaming sword light was seen cutting through the void, and Song Yi's path was cut off with a hiss.
Song Yi stagnated, turned around, and tried to run to the left.
Huhu,
Flames roared, and ten fifth-level soul refiners cut off Song Yi's path at the same time.
All the low-level disciples gathered around, their eyes wild, and they quietly swallowed their saliva, but they did not dare to take a step beyond the realm of possibility.
"Haha, Song Yi'er, come to your Grandpa Zeng quickly, I'll protect your life." Zeng Sheng stood in front of Song Yi to the left, laughing arrogantly, and stepped forward.
"Humph," a cold snort came, and then a red shadow flashed, and Ding Fei blocked Zeng Sheng's path. He sneered: "You are dreaming."
"You," Zeng Sheng pointed at Ding Fei, waved his hand and dashed out with flames.