Chapter 163

Millennium Nine-Colored Sacred Flower

In the Endless Mountains, Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen were still moving forward with difficulty.

Yan Qingyan looked down at the sachet around her waist, where a pill was quietly placed: the Hunyuan Qingling Pill.

The best elixir to deal with turbid air in Wanjiang City is of little use in the thick turbid air of these endless mountains.

On the move.

Suddenly, Yan Qingyan stopped walking, turned around and said to Ling Mochen: "Mochen, you are right, the fourth level turbid beast appeared."

Upon hearing this, Ling Mochen immediately assumed a defensive fighting stance.

Yan Qingyan focused her attention on a certain spot in front of the right, where there was not only the aura of a level 4 turbid beast, but also a strong aura of wood spirit.

Are there any rare spiritual plants that grow in such a place?

Yan Qingyan's eyes lit up. She loved collecting these kinds of rare spiritual plants the most. She said happily, "Let's go and take a look!"

"Hmm? Okay." Ling Mochen was stunned. Didn't they just say that there was a level 4 turbid beast? Why get closer if you don't want to avoid it?

Step...Step...

Yan Qingyan ran quickly in the direction she sensed, and soon, a rugged place appeared in front of them.

The two found a huge rock and hid behind it quietly.

"That's it. My perception is correct. There is a spiritual plant with a very strong wood spirit energy!"

Yan Qingyan couldn't help but spread out her spiritual sense, and finally saw the precious spiritual plant she had been thinking about.

The moment she saw the appearance of this thing clearly, she couldn't help but take a deep breath.

It was a strange flower made up of nine colors, as if it was dyed with colors by a rainbow with an edge. It looked particularly beautiful in the depths of the endless gray mountains.

want to! I really want to pick a seed and plant it in her space!

Yan Qingyan gently covered her heart, her heart and eyes filled with love.

Just as she was immersed in the beautiful spiritual flowers that filled the entire spiritual spring space, suddenly, a very unpleasant roar sounded, blowing a gust of foul air onto this beautiful exotic flower.

roar!

Yan Qingyan looked in the direction of the sound and saw a huge ugly beast staggering towards her. It first looked at the nine-colored flower, then moved closer to it and smelled it, as if it was preparing a delicious dinner.

Yan Qingyan's breathing stagnated.

Don't! Don’t eat it!

If you dare to eat it, even if you are a level 5 turbid beast, I will kill you at all costs!

Um? Level five turbid beast? !

"Mo Chen!" Yan Qingyan said hurriedly.

Ling Mochen held Yan Qingyan's shoulder and replied in a voice transmission: "I see, this is a level 5 turbid beast, not a level 4. We can't fight it head-on."

A level five turbid beast is equivalent to the spiritual transformation realm of a cultivator.

"It can be upgraded to level five, it must be because of the nine-colored flower!"

Yan Qingyan was so angry that her teeth were itching. What a waste of resources!

what to do? How can I get the nine-color flower while protecting myself? Even just one seed will do!

Yan Qingyan's brain was spinning frantically, and her eyes unconsciously held a hint of murderous intent as she looked at the level 5 turbid beast.

roar?

The turbid beast seemed to sense something and suddenly looked towards the place where the two were hiding.

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen quickly held their breath, but the turbid beast still walked towards this place.

One step, two steps...

Just when Yan Qingyan was planning to take Ling Mochen into space to hide, suddenly, a gust of wind came whistling, mixed with a large number of sharp crescent-shaped wind blades, and suddenly attacked the body of the level 5 turbid beast.

Bang!

Yan Qingyan was startled, and used her spiritual sense to quietly explore the area through the boulder.

I saw a beautiful female cultivator in green clothes, holding a light flying sword in her hand. Every move she made was accompanied by a fierce gust of wind. She launched a fierce attack on the turbid beast. Her face was cold and without any extra expression, but her eyes were mixed with terrifying madness.

She said coldly: "Evil beast! Today I must get this thousand-year-old nine-color sacred flower. This thing is not something that a filthy beast like you can get your hands on!"

Thousand-year-old nine-color sacred flower?

Yan Qingyan repeated it many times in her mind. So this is the name of that strange flower?

Sure enough, spiritual plants with the word "nine" in their names are all good things!

Bang!

When the battle started, the spiritual power of the man and the beast was too fierce. Countless sand and stones were blown away, and the foul air cut the surrounding boulders into smooth pieces like wind blades.

Behind the boulder, Ling Mochen paid close attention to the battle while holding Yan Qingyan tightly in his arms, trying his best to conceal the aura of both of them.

Yan Qingyan leaned her head against Ling Mochen's chest and rubbed it gently.

Yes, this chest muscle is quite comfortable.

Boom boom

The two of them huddled in a corner, waiting quietly for three days and three nights before the fight finally subsided.

Both sides suffer!

Yan Qingyan got up from Ling Mochen's arms and stretched lazily.

Her consciousness looked at the battle situation in the distance and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that I could be the one who benefited from it again!"

The beast core of the level five turbid beast was cracked by the man and was already on the verge of death. On the body of the green-clothed female cultivator, there was a claw mark from the shoulder to the waist and abdomen, like a deep ravine, with bright red blood flowing out, which was polluted by the gray turbid air all around.

The two still didn't dare to go forward directly, because this was a level five turbid beast whose realm was comparable to that of a god! That person is as powerful as this turbid beast, maybe he is also a powerful being in the Spirit Transformation Stage?

An Xingyue felt weak and took out a pill from her storage ring with difficulty and swallowed it.

She turned to look at the boulder and said coldly, "Come out."

Ling Mochen and Yan Qingyan looked at each other. Their movements just now were a bit too big and their aura could no longer be concealed.

The two people appeared from behind the boulder, and Yan Qingyan subconsciously looked in the direction of the thousand-year-old nine-colored sacred flower.

An Xingyue's face darkened, and she threatened, "Do you think that I am so seriously injured that I can't even deal with two Yuanying?"

Yan Qingyan retracted her gaze, showed her signature smile and said, "Hey, why are you so serious?"

"Since you killed this muddy beast, you have done us a great favor. Don't worry, I just want to take a seed of the nine-colored flower, I don't need the whole plant!"

Seeing that the other party was ready to fight her to the death before she had even finished the first half of her sentence, Yan Qingyan quickly spoke.

An Xingyue was startled, looked at Yan Qingyan intently and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yan Qingyan raised her eyebrows and said as a matter of course: "What do you mean? I am a spiritual plant master. When I see a spiritual plant that I have never seen before, I naturally want to get the seeds and cultivate it."

An Xingyue looked at the other person quietly, and didn't seem to be lying.

An Xingyue probed: "The thousand-year-old nine-color sacred flower cannot be cultivated by ordinary spiritual plant masters."

"Then I am that extraordinary spiritual plant master. You are not a spiritual plant master, so you don't understand our love for the seeds of these rare spiritual plants."

Yan Qingyan continued: "Is it possible? If you don't agree, I can buy the seeds with spirit stones."

"I don't lack spiritual stones. I'll use the Hunyuan Qingling Pills you have in exchange."

An Xingyue looked at the waists of the two men. She had smelled the fragrance of the elixir emanating from the sachet.

Yan Qingyan nodded and said, "Okay! In addition, we can also give you the best healing elixir, but you need to swear to the heavens that you will not attack the two of us. Also, can you tell me about the characteristics of this nine-colored flower?"

Yan Qingyan actually wanted to know more about this person's origins, but was he from Xuanli Continent?

It's a good opportunity to learn more about the other side before crossing the Endless Mountains.

It would be even better if she could bring a 'bodyguard' with her. Who knows if there will be any level 5 or level 6 turbid beasts in the future. She doesn't mind asking for a favor like she did to Xue Qianji.

An Xingyue looked at the two of them strangely, and finally determined that these two people really seemed to have little common sense.

Her inner vigilance secretly relaxed, and she said softly, "Okay."

As long as you don't steal her thousand-year-old nine-color sacred flower, everything will be fine.