Huang Ying looked into the storage ring with his spiritual sense. Huang Ying shook his head and nodded. He shook his head because there was nothing valuable in the storage ring except for some medium-grade spiritual stones. He nodded because this situation was not unusual for him.
Unexpected.
The Qingyun Sect is located in a remote area, and has almost never seen anything at the prefecture level. Except for some medium-grade spiritual stones that have been produced and accumulated in the spiritual stone veins for many years, there are probably no other materials and resources that can be useful to Gufeiling.
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Since there is no use taking it, there is no need to take it.
After collecting the middle-grade spirit stones and throwing the storage ring to Yan Wuxun, Huang Ying took out another set of clothes, Zhenyuan Shekong, quickly changed them for Gu Feiling, and then put his body back again
After cleaning it up, I put it deep into my storage ring.
"When I have the opportunity to return to Qingyun Country, I'd better bury the founder in Qingyun Mountain." Huang Ying sighed. It would be better for the leader of Qingyun Sect to be buried in Qingyun Mountain. However, he didn't expect that the ancestor of the Golden Pill would be so silent.
He died here.
After the matter was clarified and the benefits obtained, everyone began to return the same way. They were cautious when coming down, but had no scruples when going up, so the passage of more than 20 miles was quickly completed.
But as soon as they walked out of the cave, several people's expressions changed. They looked up at the sky and saw several rays of light falling from the sky, falling straight into this cliff and valley.
"Well, either no one has discovered it for two hundred years, or there will be several batches of them as soon as they arrive." Ning Chen curled his lips and complained.
The light fell to the bottom of the valley between breaths, and the light dispersed, revealing five figures, three men and two women, all wearing bronze robes with gold and blue patterns on them, looking noble and luxurious, obviously the uniform costumes of a sect.
The leader was a graceful female cultivator. She was probably younger than Shi Xiuzhu based on her appearance, but her temperament looked noble and elegant. She raised her head slightly, her face was calm, and her eyes were filled with calmness and pride.
This is obviously not a look that a woman in her twenties can possess, no matter how talented she is.
Not feeling the energy fluctuations coming from the cave, a monk behind the woman suddenly shouted, "Where are these wild monks from, how dare they covet the things taught by me, Qian Jun!"
"Hey." Yan Wuxun immediately laughed out of anger, "Come on, come on, as long as you can explain what is in the cave, I will give it to you with both hands!"
"No matter what it is, it was taught by me, Qian Yun." The monk said coldly, "I discovered this place first. I just went back and informed the seniors of the sect so that you could find out.
If you are wise, you'd better return what you got from the cave to us, we are not unreasonable people and will not value the little things you have."
"Haha, not to mention that the things inside have some connection with us. Even if they don't, if you don't get it and they leave, no matter where the truth goes, they are ownerless things." Yan Wuxun sneered, "
Now that the thing is in our hands, it’s ours!”
At this time, another Qianjun cultivator smiled indifferently, "What if we snatch this thing away?"
"Then it belongs to you, of course. The rules of Bilanzhou are always like this." Yan Wuxun said coldly with a straight face.
The strong make the rules, and then the stronger break the rules. As the saying goes, lawlessness is the law of the jungle. This is the truth of Bilanzhou.
"Okay!" The monk shouted loudly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed a giant bronze palm of true energy towards Yan Wuxun. The giant palm was as solid as iron and exuded the light of gold and copper, just like a huge copper tower.
It's like the palm of my hand has been removed.
Yan Wuxun also stretched out his hand to explore. The true energy was rolling, the clouds were gathering, and a cloud hand that was as big as a giant bronze palm suddenly took shape, and he slapped it towards the bronze palm.
Different from the bronze palm, Yan Wuxun's cloud hand seems to be more insubstantial than the ordinary giant palm of true essence. The clouds and mist that make up the giant palm are billowing and surging, as if they will be blown away in the next moment.
Just looking at the appearance, it seemed that Yan Wuxun's cloud hand could not block the opponent's blow at all, and would be crushed by the giant bronze palm in an instant. However, when the two palms met, the monk's expression suddenly changed.
My own giant palm is as solid as steel, but the opponent's cloud hand is like a big grinding mill. There seems to be no pattern in the flow of cloud energy, ever-changing and erratic circulation. It seems weak and weak, but it is powerful everywhere, making my giant palm of true essence move.
There is nowhere to exert force, and it is quickly wasted.
"What?"
Not only him, but also the expressions of several of his fellow disciples also changed drastically. Even the graceful and luxurious female cultivator flashed her eyes, revealing a look of surprise.
In her opinion, these people were dressed in ordinary clothes, casual and undistinguished. They should just be passing by by chance. The unlucky casual cultivator accidentally discovered the anomaly in the Juegu cave, and almost died from her thousands of years ago.
The opportunity was snatched away right under Yun Jiao's nose.
If she hadn't arrived in time, judging from the situation of the other party who had already come out, they would have completely disappeared in less than a stick of incense.
But the female cultivator was a little surprised at this time, because judging from the situation between the two, it was obvious that the other cultivator was not an ordinary casual cultivator.
"Stop it first." The female cultivator said calmly. She stretched out her hand and waved her true energy. The two giant true energy palms were separated in an instant. However, the force was a little biased when they separated, and she pressed Yan Wuxun's Yun hand back a little too fast.
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Yan Wuxun's expression remained unchanged, and the seals in his hands changed continuously. The smoke that formed the cloud hand flowed and turned into a cloud. In just one breath, he dispersed all the force exerted by the female cultivator, and then with a wave of his hand, the true essence returned to its place.
, the clouds drifted away, looking very cool and relaxed.
"Good technique." The female cultivator's eyes flashed, and then she looked at Huang Ying, "Qian Yun teaches Gu Yun, and has met several fellow Taoists."
This female cultivator named Gu Yun is in the late stage of Ning Yuan. In Ning Chen's perception, her level should be similar to that of Huang Ying when he was still the Cloud King in Qingyun Sect. They are among the top batch in the late stage of Ning Yuan.
, no wonder he looks a little arrogant.
"Rogue cultivator, Huang Ying." Huang Ying said with a faint smile, "The things in this cave are indeed related to us, and they are not taught by you Qianyun."
As soon as he finished speaking, his eyes lit up, and Huang Ying's aura suddenly appeared, and he was only aimed at Gu Yun.
"Boom!" Gu Yun felt her consciousness shake, her whole body tightened suddenly, her hairs stood up, and she suddenly felt like a disaster was imminent, as if she was facing a huge beast from the wild.
Although this terrifying feeling comes and goes quickly, spiritual consciousness will not deceive people, and monks in the late stage of Ning Yuan will not have illusions. Therefore, Gu Yunyongrong's expression suddenly changed drastically, and he looked at Huang Ying in horror.