Chapter 162: Spiritual Energy is Poisonous

Qi Yuan was a little disappointed that he didn’t get the answer he wanted.

"May I ask how many great masters there are in the Canglan Realm?" Qi Yuan looked at the woman in white with anticipation.

He finally meets someone who is worthy of being his white moonlight, he must take advantage of her!

The woman in white said in a deep voice: "Maybe, maybe not.

Faced with a catastrophe, even a great master would dare to hide from the world.

What is the difference between having it or not having it? "

She was not optimistic about the future of the Canglan Realm. The only way to have a chance of survival was to leave the Canglan Realm and follow that path.

"Why don't you come with me and leave this place of conflict?" the woman in white urged again.

Because the road is full of dangers, it would be difficult for her to walk alone.

Qi Yuan smiled without saying anything, which expressed his attitude.

The woman in white couldn't help but sigh: "Even if you are a great lord, you dare to turn a blind eye to the catastrophe, Your Excellency... Alas."

"Is the catastrophe so terrifying?" Qi Yuan couldn't help but ask.

"The catastrophe itself is terrifying, but what's even more terrifying is..." The woman in white raised her head and looked at the sky full of stars, "There are immortals and gods above him."

The woman in white has been in the Canglan Realm for nearly ten thousand years. Although she has never seen the Great Lord, she vaguely sensed that there must be a Great Lord lurking in the Canglan Realm.

However, facing the catastrophe, these great masters were indifferent and acted like cowards.

Firstly, they were afraid of the great catastrophe; secondly, they were afraid of the gods and immortals who would overthrow the great catastrophe.

Otherwise, if the gods and immortals came to the earth, what would the Canglan Realm use to resist? Qi Yuan also looked up at the starry sky. He glanced at the moon and his mind turned back.

I felt inexplicably depressed, but suddenly my eyes brightened up.

"Boss, since you are leaving Canglan Realm, do you have any unwanted items that you want to clear out and sell off?"

Qi Yuan looked at the woman in white expectantly.

This is a big Yin God boss.

The boss's background is exceptionally profound.

Worth ten thousand broken wolves!

No, Po Lang is nothing. There is indeed no wrong name in this world. Po Lang is just scraps of metal. How can it be compared with Yin Shen?

The woman in white was stunned for a moment. She looked at Qi Yuan and said, "They are all worthless things. They may be useless to you."

"I'm not picky about food." Qi Yuan rolled up his sleeves and showed off his muscles. "I eat everything. I'm strong. I look thin when I'm dressed, and I look muscular when I'm undressed."

The woman in white was completely speechless. She thought for a long time and finally waved her hand.

A jade beads fell into Qi Yuan's hands.

“Meeting is fate. Take this jade pendant with you to the far north, find an inn, and show it to the innkeeper.

You only need to make your request and the shopkeepers will do their best to fulfill it.

If you have time, please take care of my mountain gate..." The woman in white sighed.

Compared with staying alive, staying in a sect for nearly ten thousand years is really nothing.

She was just thinking about the relationship.

Anyway, after she leaves, there will definitely be other forces coveting her sect, so it would be better to give it directly to the Blood-Clothed Sword God.

Qi Yuan glanced at Yu Jue and smiled: "I will take care of you!"

Qi Yuan couldn't imagine what it would take to eat all of a Yin God's power.

"Fellow Daoist, we'll meet again if we're lucky." After the woman in white said this, her figure slowly disappeared beside the lake.

Qi Yuan looked at the lake in front of him with clear eyes: “The catastrophe that even the Great Venerable dare not face is indeed difficult to deal with.

The most important thing is, according to what the big guy just said, he will mobilize people, and they are immortal gods in the sky! A group of immortal gods surrounded and beat up a small golden elixir like me? "

A picture immediately emerged in Qi Yuan's mind.

With only one golden elixir, he fights against all the immortals and gods in the sky!

"It seems that one star is not enough?"

"No, I have to find a way to shake people, or shake the stars, and see who shakes harder and stronger!"

…

Returning to Chuang State, Qi Yuan landed on the city wall.

The map of the Moluo military camp has appeared in Qi Yuan's hands.

He looked at the few people and couldn't help but sigh: "As expected, the boss is generous. Before running away, he didn't forget to give me the sect's property."

Qi Yuan said this and glanced at Jiang Ya deliberately.

It seems to be suggesting that you should be more generous.

Jiang Ya was slightly stunned: "What big boss?"

The Blood-Robed Sword God has the foundation of a Yin God. How strong is he to be called a big boss? A Yin God? "A Yin God." Qi Yuan did not hide it, and that person did not let him hide it either. "She said that a catastrophe is coming, and she is ready to run away and leave here."

"Run away?" Great Wisdom Master's expression was unusually stern. "You can't run away. Do you really think that you can avoid the catastrophe by leaving the Canglan Realm?"

"Oh? Why?" Qi Yuan looked at Master Dazhi.

"Based on my years of observation, I have discovered a horrifying fact." Great Master Dazhi's face was heavy.

Qi Yuan's heartstrings also tightened.

The other people present also looked at Master Dazhi, curious.

Although Dazhi Zhenjun is a strange person, he is truly a child of destiny. Otherwise, old man Wutan would not want to accept him as his disciple.

Everyone looked at Dazhi Zhenjun, who opened his mouth with a serious expression and said, "Spiritual energy is poisonous!"

Jiang Ya was slightly stunned.

Xu Tongchen was confused.

“From my observation, everyone who used spiritual energy to practice eventually died.

It can be seen that spiritual energy is poisonous!" said Dazhi Zhenjun in a deep voice.

Jiang Ya couldn't help but retort: ​​"When one cultivates to the Great Venerable realm, his life span is almost infinite, as long as the heaven and earth.

The Great Venerable also used spiritual energy to cultivate, so why haven't we seen them die of old age?"

"Have you ever seen a living Great Master?" said Great Wisdom Master dimly.

Jiang Ya was choked up for a moment: "...I haven't seen it. I haven't seen Yang Shen either. Does that mean Yang Shen doesn't exist?"

Great Wisdom Master looked up at the sky full of stars and said, "Who knows if they exist or not?"

Qi Yuanze was shocked.

He didn't know whether it was true or not that the spiritual energy was poisonous.

But there are real problems with the Canglan Realm's martial arts.

After practicing, it will become merit.

This Great Wisdom Master is truly a man of great talent! Suddenly, Qi Yuan thought of Lan Xing.

All the people on the Blue Planet who have breathed oxygen have died? Doesn't that mean... oxygen is poisonous? "The catastrophe is coming, and all living things will die. Escape will not solve the problem." said the Great Wisdom Master.

"I support what Master Dazhi says. When I become stronger, I will sneak into Dajie's lair and chop off his dog head with one knife!" Qi Yuan said seriously.

Great Wisdom Master's eyes lit up: "Senior, can you take me with you? I also want to see the dog head of the great catastrophe!"

Qi Yuan thought: "It just so happens that I need a suona player. When I chop off the head of the big robbery dog, you can help me play it!"

"Okay!" Great Wisdom Master nodded vigorously.

Jiang Ya was speechless.

These two people... are really good at bragging.

Without the strength of a great master, who dares to face the catastrophe?

There are only a few hundred years left before the great catastrophe, and no matter how talented the Blood-Clothed Sword God is, he will never be able to become a Great Venerable.

"Let's go and kill Mara!" Qi Yuan said.

"Senior, I will play the suona for you now, just get used to it first!"

"Senior, can I come too?" Xu Tongchen said weakly.

His master's job was about to be taken away! He felt a sense of crisis and had to join in.

"Okay, no problem." Qi Yuan was very happy. He looked at Jiang Ya and said, "Do you want to come too? I need a cheerleader!"

Jiang Ya shook her head violently.

No need to do that!

…

Five days later, in the dark valley, the wind howled.

In the valley, giant beasts that are four or five meters tall are sleeping.

The pitch-black scales refracted subtle light, looking particularly creepy in the silent night.

These members of the Mara clan are all asleep.

If Qi Yuan came here and saw this scene, he would have to praise them for not snoring even when sleeping.

At this time, in a cave.

Five terrifying figures appeared. The aura they exuded seemed incompatible with the surrounding environment, and they were vaguely rejected by heaven and earth.

However, the laws of nature in this world are flawed, so the rejection is not that serious.

“The Canglan Realm has betrayed us and actually allowed the Purple Mansion cultivators to come to the fore and slaughter my people at will. This is truly despicable!”

"Who will take action to capture that Purple Mansion cultivator?"

"Why don't the five of us attack together? After all, they were the ones who broke their promise first!"

"Okay, after we kill that Zifu and pacify the Wangyue Continent, we might as well attack the Canglan Realm!" A powerful Zifu was eager to try.

After all, in their eyes, the Canglan Realm is much more powerful than the Wangyue Continent.

In such a world, there are more resources.

"Forget about this matter." A senior Purple Mansion said, "The waters of the Canglan Realm are very deep. Even a Yinshen Venerable should be careful when entering it, let alone us."

This senior Zifu has a Yin God among his ancestors. Among these five Zifu, he has the highest status.

"Well, let's not think about it anymore. Let's kill that Purple Mansion cultivator first!"

"I heard that the Purple Mansion cultivator has a high level of cultivation. Should we discuss this matter?"

"One late Purple Mansion stage, four mid Purple Mansion stage, are you afraid of him?"

The five Purple Mansions present chatted for a while, reached a consensus, and were ready to leave the mountain.

However, at this moment, a heavy voice was heard.

“I’ve read a lot of storybooks from the Moon-Watching Continent recently, especially the story of the Faceless Sword God slaying the evil demons from outside the realm.

I was thinking, if the Faceless Sword God hadn't grown up, and the evil demons from outside the domain had attacked directly, would the Faceless Sword God have been defeated?"

The earth split into two halves, and a fat man from the Mara tribe, who looked like a mountain of flesh, struggled out from the ground.

It has a lot of fat, which looks loose, but the scales on its back are densely packed, giving it a feeling of being indestructible.

When they saw the person coming, the five people present showed awe.

"Greetings to the Demonic Master!"

The person who came was actually a Yin God from the Mara clan, the Venerable Mohui.

The Demonic Master is so bloated that one glance at him would make people feel sick.

At this moment, its eyes were filled with smiles: "I have been bored recently, so I will accompany you to see the so-called Blood-robed Sword God."

It's thirsty, hungry, and ready to go out for some snacks.

"Why does Your Excellency need to take action?" The Demon Luo clan member in the late Purple Mansion stage said, "We can capture the Blood-Robed Sword God and present him to Your Excellency!"

The Demonic Master narrowed his eyes and smiled: "According to the latest story I read, if you go to hunt down the Blood-robed Sword God, you might be giving him experience.

But I am different. I personally took action to kill his chance of growth."

The Demonic Master said casually.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He just used this as an excuse to go out.

“But Your Excellency… the blockade of the Moon Dynasty…” the late Purple Mansion cultivator said hesitantly.

"It's okay. With my eldest brother here, the people of the Moon Dynasty... can't leave." The Demonic Master said firmly, "When the Moon Dynasty is destroyed, it's time for the Moon-Watching Continent to change its name."

Seeing this, several Purple Mansions stopped trying to persuade them.

…

The blood-red sword slashed across the sky.

Accompanied by bleak and solemn sounds.

Countless blood and sword lights were flying.

In the camp of the Moluo army, countless Moluo people were killed by sword light.

The endless military camps were smashed to pieces by a single sword.

Under this sword, no matter whether they are practicing Qi training and building a foundation or Yuandan Divine Infant, there is no chance of survival.

Qi Yuan's sword, all beings are equal.

He looked at the devastated continent with gentle eyes.

The original battlefield was suddenly covered with green mountains and clear waters.

The sound of the suona became more vigorous and more passionate.

Qi Yuan looked at the dozens of suona players behind him, with a look of regret in his eyes: "It would be great if you were all from Zifu."

Zifu plays the suona with a higher level of pomp and ceremony.

The strongest ones who played the suona behind him were only divine infants, and there were only a few of them.

The rest are mostly cultivators in the second or third realm.

Among them was Zhao Ci who had invaded the country.

Qi Yuan saved Chuang State, and Zhao Ci had no way to repay him, so he joined the suona-playing camp.

Later, as he took action more frequently, more people joined the suona camp.

Of course, Qi Yuan also controlled the number to a certain level, otherwise it would affect his journey.

Jiang Ya stood aside with a complicated expression.

Those people were playing the suona, but she was the only one not playing it, which was quite embarrassing.

Now she feels very strange in her heart.

If she were to say that Dazhi Zhenjun joined the suona-playing camp, she could barely understand it.

Later, when he went to other countries, the Blood-Clothed Sword God just mentioned it casually, and as a result, people from those countries, whether they were common people or princes and nobles, all signed up enthusiastically and wanted to join the Blood-Clothed Sword God's band.

It seems that joining the band is a lifelong honor.

She really wanted to say this to the emperor of a great country who was playing in the orchestra.

Why don't you be the emperor and come to join a band?

She couldn't understand.

She could tell from just a few glances at the emperor that he was a man of strategy and ambition.

That’s the result?

"Senior, what kind of magic potion did you feed them? Even the emperor comes to play the suona for you." During this time, Jiang Ya also figured out Qi Yuan's character, so she spoke more boldly.

"Isn't it normal for an emperor to play the suona? I've even seen a carpenter emperor.

I also see that in some countries, some comedians are the top leaders. " Qi Yuan said casually.

Now, there is less than half a month left before he can completely regain control of the way of heaven.

He was getting closer and closer to the Moon Dynasty.

Instead, he began to feel homesick.

At this time, Zhao Ci from the suona team stood up and said respectfully, "Senior, there is a messenger from our Faceless God Cult who wants to see you. He said he has something urgent to tell you."

Qi Yuan heard this.

His die-hard fan?

"Let him come over." Qi Yuan has always been enthusiastic towards his fans.

Not long after, a middle-aged man in a black embroidered robe appeared. He glanced at the Blood-Robed Sword God, with a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Hello, Senior!"

"Oh, what do you want from me?"

“Senior, according to the news we received from the Faceless God Cult, the Demon Clan has noticed you and will send five fifth-level monks to besiege you.

Please leave this place quickly, otherwise you may be left here." said the messenger of the Faceless God.

At the same time, he was very curious.

For some reason, when he saw the Blood-Clothed Sword God, a foreigner, he felt an indescribable sense of familiarity in his heart.

This was something he had never experienced before.

"Five Purple Mansions?" Qi Yuan looked helpless, "Why can't the skills from other worlds work?"

Otherwise, these five Purple Mansions would be five White Moonlights.

The kind that he really wants to kill.

Qi Yuan reflected.

He felt that in the future, the standard for being Bai Yueguang should be supplemented with one more requirement: she must be born in the Canglan Realm.

“Please hide your identity, senior. We, the Faceless God Church, will send you to the Moon Dynasty through a special channel!” said the messenger in a deep voice.

Escort the Blood-Clothed Sword God to the Moon Dynasty. The external members of their Faceless God Cult will be used as bait, and the sacrifices will probably be heavy.

The messenger of God knew that all members of the Faceless God Cult were not afraid of death and were willing to fight for the Moon-Watching Continent!

"I will go to Yue Dynasty, so there is no need for you to escort me." Qi Yuan did not take the five Purple Mansions seriously.

When the messenger of God heard this, he felt uneasy.

This senior is unwilling to go with him?

He was anxious and wanted to say something more.

But the Blood-robed Sword God raised his head, looked at the sky, and said slowly: "It's too late to leave now, because... their people are coming."

Qi Yuan has already sensed the arrival of the strong men from the Mara clan.

Unfortunately, none of them was the white moonlight who could give him martial arts skills, so Qi Yuan was in low spirits.

The blood-red sword behind him seemed to sense the arrival of a powerful enemy and made a sword-ringing sound.

The envoy's face turned pale: "So soon, it's over."

There are five cultivators in the fifth realm. What can the Blood-Clothed Sword God use to stop them?

I'm afraid everyone on the field will die here.

However, at this moment, a strong voice sounded like thunder, and the blood color on the face of the messenger disappeared.

Because... he saw a Yin God! The legendary god!

“Hehehe, luckily I’m here, otherwise all five of you would have to give him experience.

This person, at first glance, is not an ordinary late Purple Mansion cultivator!"

The fifteen-meter-tall Lord Mohui appeared and looked down at Qi Yuan with a playful expression, just like a cat looking at a mouse.

The five Purple Mansions who came before looked at Qi Yuan, and a sense of awe also arose in their hearts.

They followed Master Mohui like little followers.

At this moment, everyone on the field felt an inexplicable fear in their hearts when they saw Master Mohui.

That is the instinct of a weak creature when it sees a strong creature.

Especially the messenger of God, his face was completely pale.

The Yin God took action, and the Blood-Clothed Sword God had no chance of going to the Moon Dynasty at all.

At this time, Qi Yuan also looked at the Yin God with a helpless look: "You are a Yin God, but you are so shameless to bully a Jindan cultivator like me!"

“What an interesting human being. The first thing that came to his mind when he saw me was not to kneel down and beg for mercy.

Is it true that you really have a problem with your brain?"

"You're the one with a problem in your brain, and your whole family has a problem in their brains!" Qi Yuan couldn't stand it anymore.

If the evil spirits cursed him, he would have to curse back.

The Demonic Master did not get angry and continued to look at Qi Yuan with interest.

The five Purple Palaces around it could not help but say: "Offending the gods is a crime that should be punished!"

"You are so sharp-tongued, so prepare to die!"

Not far away, Jiang Ya watched this scene with shock and curiosity in her eyes. She wanted to know what the Blood-Clothed Sword God's trump card was.

Qi Yuan shrugged helplessly at this time. He snapped his fingers and said, "Play music, play joyful music."

This time, no funeral music can be played.

The Great Wisdom Master behind him picked up the suona and started playing it.

The people from the Moon-Watching Continent behind them seemed to be unafraid of the pressure from the gods. Under the gaze of the gods, a piece of music with a cheerful tune and a somewhat incongruous sound began to sound.

Jiang Ya next to her was silent.

Facing the Yin God... and playing music.

This Blood-Clothed Sword God is indeed an extraordinary person!

No, those second and third realm monks who played music were not ordinary people! After all, who would dare to provoke a god like this? Even the Purple Mansion would not dare.

And these people did it! She was confused!

(End of this chapter)