The sandstorm was overwhelming, with flying sand and rocks, and not only all the cultivators in that area were caught up in it, but even the projection stone became pitch black for a moment, and then clear the next moment, and all the people present disappeared.
Liu Chang stared at the southeastern and eastern regions again and sneered, "What bad luck!"
Li Pei looked at him slowly. He thought Li Pei was going to have another chat with him, but unexpectedly, this medical practitioner had a very strange personality. When he was really unhappy, he didn't even bother to talk to him. "Senior Liu, can you shut up?"
Liu Chang: “…”
He was used to being praised in the Northern Territory, but now no one here except Li Pei was willing to pay attention to him. He suddenly felt speechless and depressed.
Su Chi looked at the empty snow-capped mountains in the projection stone, and his brows slightly frowned.
It will probably take some time before we can catch sight of Yun Xian, Xue Lingxiu and others again.
It was already the third day since the Four-Way War began, but the enthusiasm of the citizens in the cities did not seem to cool down at all, and had even increased a lot. The reason was that the excitement of this Four-Way War was truly unexpected.
The North Realm, which originally had the highest popularity, performed mediocrely, only cared about eating and not about being beaten. It was tricked several times and is still running around exhausted. The South Realm and the East Realm, which are not related at all, seem to have temporarily united. It is unknown what results they can create after the cooperation. The mysterious West Realm, which is usually the most inconspicuous and independent, is far ahead and currently has the highest score on the field.
The casino on Liuqing Street has been open all night in recent days. There is music and dancing every night, and it is as bright as day. It is very lively. The odds on the gambling board are constantly changing, and the amount of money is getting bigger and bigger, which looks quite amazing.
Outside the cities, countless cultivation families are also paying attention to the once-in-a-decade competition. The latest news is flying to all walks of life like snowflakes, but after all, the transportation and correspondence in the cultivation world are very slow, so some delays must be allowed.
So the people of Jiange, who had been eagerly waiting for a long time, finally received the news from the foreign land—
"The North Realm is overwhelming the other heroes. The East Realm Sword Pavilion has two new young generals. Although they are poor, their ambitions are not small. Their momentum is as strong as green bamboo!"
"Shocked, sad, lamentable! The sun is setting, and the Eastern Realm has declined to this extent!"
"Exclusive news! According to a certain demonic cult vendor, Yun Xian from Jiange once ate elm bark, a local specialty. Could it be that all sword cultivators are so poor... incorruptible? This makes one wonder about the survival of Jiange!"
Yun Lang: “…………”
Xiao Wu: “…………”
"Is four thousand taels too little?" The elders of the Sword Pavilion, huddled together in the back to watch, couldn't help but ask, "It's enough to buy a new sword."
The messenger paused, licked his lips, and said, "During this special period, nothing is cheap there. But don't worry, elm bark is actually quite delicious."
Jiang Xing glanced at her casually. To be able to say that elm bark was delicious, she must be a hidden little demon.
He is so brave. Fortunately, he came to Jiange. If he came to any other sect, he would have been captured on the spot.
Yun Lang looked at the three words "elm bark" and his fingers trembled. He was overwhelmed with grief and almost burst into tears: "My son has suffered..."
Yun Xian usually eats a roast goose every three days! Now he's eating that damn thing. He can't even afford the fasting pills!
Xiao Wu pushed him to the back and carefully read the letters that mentioned the Eastern Realm in bits and pieces.
Fighting was underway in the Four Secret Realms, and naturally, fighting was also taking place outside them; however, within the Secret Realms, the fighting involved actual swords and guns, while outside the Secret Realms, it was the flashing of swords and sabers, the bloodless killing. Who was more powerful, who was weaker, who could not move, who could move, all of this was hidden in the inconspicuous words.
After a long period of seclusion, Jiange was only now beginning to acquire information. Seeing that the Eastern Realm had been tarnished to the point of being tarnished by anyone, Xiao Wu pondered, "Go, bring pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. Sixth Elder, I say, you write."
Jiange is indeed weak at the moment, so let's focus on another direction.
Yun Lang frantically went to get his brush and ink, and saw the Sixth Elder bent over his desk polishing a bunch of words, such as "The aloof and cold lone wolf," "A lone traveler who disdains to play tricks," and "The last swordsman." He was almost stunned: "?"
“…”
At the same time, Yun Xian, the aloof and cold lone wolf, the lone traveler who disdains to play tricks and the last sword cultivator in the four realms, was struggling to pull Jimo Shu out from between the stones.
Don’t look at anything inappropriate, Xue Lingxiu stood a little far away.
"I really want to ask." Yun Xian pulled her arm and asked, "How did you get stuck in this gap so accurately? I can't even squeeze in now."
Looking at the shape, it is tailor-made for Jimo Shu, and ordinary people can't get in.
Jimo Shu was still bleeding all over and was irritable: "How should I know?"
She was here the moment she opened her eyes.
Finally, the person was pulled out. Jimo Shu's body swayed and she almost fell to the ground.
She was indeed seriously injured, with several bones broken, and a strong smell of blood was still rolling up her throat. Jimo Shu swallowed the blood without changing her expression and looked at Yun Xian again.
Zhong Changyao left, and no one gave her the Yingqi Fruit to heal her wounds... Damn it, if I had known earlier I would have gotten it first and then slapped him to death.
However, the thing should not be with him now.
"What are you looking at?" Yun Xian stroked his chin and asked abruptly, "Why did you just knock Zhong Changyao away? Did he provoke you?"
"Why are you asking him?" Jimo Shu asked cautiously, "Are you close to him?"
What bad luck! The people in the Demon Cult all looked all sorts of weird, and she finally found a good-looking one, and it turned out to be Zhong Changyao? Get out of here and die!
Yun Xian replied: "Not really. But didn't you have a good impression of him before? Why so sudden?"
Jimo Shu: "His name offends my ancestors."
Yun Xian kept pursuing him: "Which ancestor of yours? How come I don't know?"
"? I'd be surprised if you knew?" Jimo Shu exploded: "None of your business! What are you asking about?"
Both of them felt that something was wrong with the other. They were like blind men touching an elephant, trying to understand the leopard through a tube, and testing each other. Xue Lingxiu listened for a long time but couldn't understand what was going on.
After all, Jimo Shu is the saint of the Demon Cult, and her stance is naturally opposed to the two of them. They had a small conflict before, but out of the simple spirit of saving lives and helping the wounded, Xue Lingxiu couldn't bear to stand by and watch them die.
But just now, she had attacked Zhong Changyao without blinking an eye and sent him flying for several miles. This was the true interpretation of the word "temperamental" to the extreme. Saving this person might cause serious consequences.
But in the end, Yun Xian's secret message still convinced him.
"Brother Xue, have you noticed that Jimo Shu keeps saying things like 'I'll kill you' and 'I'll skin you alive'? But if you think about it, it seems her battle record is still zero." Yun Xian pondered, "Besides, there must be many high-level monsters around the plains. You and I can't handle them alone. Bringing her along might even provide a temporary boost in our combat power."
Xue Lingxiu was puzzled: "Even if she is included, won't she have to run away if she encounters a Yuanying monster?"
"Yes." Yun Xian said as a matter of course: "Before, you needed to run faster than me, but now you just need to run faster than her."
Xue Lingxiu: “…………”
Every time I listen to Yun Xian talk, I feel like I am losing some merit.
Seeing that Jimo Shu was still staring at him, Yun Xian guessed what she was thinking and said bluntly, "I won't help you heal your injuries, forget it."
You're already so crazy even though you haven't been cured. If you cured yourself, would you be asking for a beating?
Jimo Shu pursed her lips: "I know you have three infant miracle fruits on you."
"Yes." Yun Xian said, "One boiled, one steamed, and one braised. What flavor do you like?"
Before Jimo Shu could speak, she said, "I'm just asking. I won't give it to you."
Jimo Shu: “?”
Are you sick? I’m so annoyed!!
They picked up a Jimo girl on the way. Seeing that the sky in the secret realm was about to get dark again and the yellow sand was flashing again in the distance, they were worried that the sandstorm would sweep in again, so the three of them had to get up and continue moving forward.
Before, Xue Lingxiu thought there was no combination more ridiculous than him and Yun Xian, but now the facts tell him that there indeed is.
The East Realm, the West Realm, and a Saint Maiden of the Demon Cult. Being on good terms with Yun Xian is fine; at least it can be considered a collaboration between the two realms. Being too close to Jimo Shu, can it still be considered a friendship with the Demon Cult?
Although there are no taboos in many cities, there is still considerable resistance to the Demon Cult in the other four realms.
Besides, the look in Jimo Shu's eyes... Xue Lingxiu had no doubt that if her body had not been damaged so badly, she would have drawn her knife and forced him to heal her immediately without even thinking about it.
The eldest young master was still nervous, but Yun Xian always looked cheerful and searched for traces left by the others along the way.
The sandstorm blew everyone away, but they were not too far apart. Sure enough, she soon saw a clear cow hoof print on the plain. One foot was wearing shoes, and the other was not.
"Hey." Yun Xian said to Jimo Shu, "Your bull demon."
Jimo Shu's eyes moved slightly, as if she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After walking a little further, Yun Xian discovered another sword-shaped emblem carved into a dead tree. The small sword was also unsheathed, a fact she hadn't figured out until she realized the emblem of Jiange might be the Taiping Sword.
Yun Xian glanced at his left arm. Taiping was silent and his big eyeballs had disappeared without a trace.
I have to say that this sword is really rebellious. She said she would not help and that means she would not help. She had been fighting with the bull monster before, but she just watched coldly and said nothing. I don't know if she was disdainful or simply didn't want to, but she was quite determined.
This small sword should have been carved by Qiao Lingshan. I wonder if Feng Ye is with her.
After walking for a while, Yun Xian successfully found a barely visible carriage track on the ground. The last group of people were also found, but the strange feeling in her heart became more and more lingering.
If the three groups of people were all on this plain, plus the three of them, they would already be a four-way group. It doesn't make sense that they still can't see anyone until now. Logically speaking, they should have met them a long time ago.
Sure enough, after walking for a while, the three of them saw the unusually clear cow hoof print again - the size was the same, and it was definitely left by the same bull monster.
And I guess there’s no other bull demon wearing shoes.
Yun Xian: “…”
Xue Lingxiu frowned: "Is there a ghost wall in the secret realm?"
"If we keep going like this, we won't be able to find anyone by dark." Yun Xian used Qishuang to carefully draw a piece of hemostatic grass next to the cow's hoof print, leaving a mark. He scratched his head, his expression unusually solemn. "And we've been walking for so long, and we haven't even encountered a single monster. There are three possibilities. Either we're just lucky, but that's impossible, so we rule it out. Or we've strayed into the territory of a high-level monster and can't get out until we find the center of the formation. The last possibility is that all the monsters nearby have long since died."
As for who killed him? It could be anyone. The higher the level of the monster, the more it is like the king of a region. It will definitely not allow other monsters to enter its territory. If it kills, it kills.
As soon as she finished speaking, the other two were shocked.
"This is not an illusion." Jimo Shu said slowly: "I can't detect the breath of an illusion."
Yun Xian was a professional naysayer: "If it can make you notice it, what's the point of it messing around?"
Jimo Shu said angrily, "Don't think everyone is as incompetent as you sword cultivators! Illusions are something the Demon Cult has already played with for a long time. How could I not see through it?"
Her injuries had not been treated at all, and blood was splashing all over the place as she walked, which was shocking. Xue Lingxiu waited for her to speak several times so that she could do something first, but the saint herself was extremely tough. She didn't say a word and just let the blood flow, as if she didn't feel the pain at all.
Xue Lingxiu looked at Yun Xian several times for this and found that Yun Xian's previous injuries had not been treated. The two were not far apart, and the blood was flowing from the stream, but he seemed not to care at all and was extremely stubborn.
No wonder the smell of blood is so strong and lingers for a long time.
"No." Yun Xian sniffed and frowned: "Where does the smell of blood come from?"
Jimo Shu was more sensitive to the smell and her expression suddenly became serious.
The sky was about to darken, the wind was howling, and from a distance, a subtle scent slowly drifted in. The lingering smell of rust, like a thorn in the flesh, gradually engulfed all five senses, sticky and stubborn, lingering.
The three of them walked for half a day and finally caught a glimpse of the border between the plain and the desert. There was a mountain of animal carcasses there, of all kinds, piled up layer upon layer, and the smell of blood filled the air.
The black bird spider feeds on human brain marrow and is keen on parasitizing the bodies of monks, staging a drama of internecine slaughter and infighting among brothers.
Dark wolves roam in groups, attacking people from behind at night and eating them. Countless body parts can be seen in the caves.
The Blood Eagle feeds on corpses and often hunts with various monsters. It is extremely sensitive to the spiritual energy of cultivators and is responsible for reporting information.
And now, all the ferocious monsters have stopped here. Yun Xian held his breath and walked forward. He actually found the bright golden light of merit and the remains of formations unique to the Buddhist land next to the pile of monsters. There were also many fresh traces of fighting nearby.
The people had just left not long ago, and I thought that the reason why everyone was affected just now might be because of this formation.
After reading it, Yun Xian felt a little strange. She took another look and saw that there were traces of a ritual for the salvation of the souls next to the formation. Incense ash was floating in the air, and the lingering fragrance covered her face.
Yun Xian: “………………”
Killing and then praying for the soul, a one-stop service? Is this what Amitabha means?
"Yun Xian." Xue Lingxiu had discovered something over there and called her over with a frown on her face. "The marks here were left by the Killing Blade. The Blade Sect was also here just now."
Yun Xian paused, then pulled out the projection stone from his arms to examine it. As expected, the West Territory's previously high score began to fluctuate slightly, while the North Territory's had actually increased significantly. Apparently, the Sword Sect, seeing the West Territory's momentum, couldn't just sit back and watch, and was pursuing them again to pick a fight?
But this was not something she could interfere with at the moment.
She could only consider that if the three of them ran into any of them in their current situation, they would probably not gain any benefits. In addition, there was a high possibility that Jimo Shu would turn against them.
The strength of the sixth level of the Golden Core is indeed too low. When you need to cultivate, you will regret not having enough. Maintaining peace and tranquility will not prevent old age.
Jimo Shu suddenly appeared behind her and said, "Yun Xian."
I have to say, her voice is still very nice when she is not angry, soft and firm, but her tone is light, with a slightly bewitching force.
Yun Xian turned his head and motioned her to speak.
"I'm not here to ask you to heal my wounds. I want the Infant Miracle Fruit." Jimo Shu looked at her quietly and said, "I know what you want, and you know what I want. In this situation, even if you take it, you won't be able to absorb it. To advance to the Nascent Soul stage, you have to endure the thunder tribulation. Do you dare to do that here?"
If you fail to make it through, all your efforts will be wasted. If someone causes trouble during the process, your body might even be harmed.
Who can protect the law here? Xue Lingxiu is a medical cultivator, and Yun Xian's cultivation is stretched to the limit. She also needs to absorb the infant miracle fruit before she can cross the threshold of the melee. Otherwise, no matter how smart she is, it will be useless.
Yun Xian touched his chin and said, "There was one that originally belonged to Zhong Changyao, but what do you want to exchange it for?"
"Why would I give him that? He's going to die anyway." Jimo Shu spat, then looked at Yun Xian with a firm tone, as if she knew she would definitely agree: "I know the location of the free safe zone."
Yun Xian paused.
Jimo Shu smiled, her bloodstained face still as gorgeous as ever: "Why, are you interested?"
"Yeah." Efficiency comes first. Yun Xian never talks nonsense. He puts his dirty claws on her shoulder and says, "Let's go. Deal."
“…”
"Miss Yun, I think I am the owner of the Infant Wonder Fruit."
"Oh, this kind of thing is not important!"
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