"A cultivator at the fourth stage of Qi training, holding a high-level treasure in his hand, was consumed by a second-stage Qi training monster for three hours, and the treasure in his hand was even rendered useless! Shen Qingyi, if you were not a disciple of the Luohong Hall of the Lingdao Sect, and not a disciple of the master, you would have perished long ago!"
Lu Jingqing's words were neither fearful nor harsh, and his cold tone made Shen Qingyi's body suddenly stiffen.
"I remember when we were in the sect, Master repeatedly told you how a cultivator should deal with danger, and you nodded in agreement every time! You also said you wanted to become stronger, and that you wanted to strive to survive? But look at you now! Is this what you want to become stronger? Is this what you mean by surviving?!"
Shen Qingyi's hands couldn't help but clench a little bit.
Looking at Shen Qingyi like this, Lu Jingqing felt a little bit sorry for him, but he didn't stop there.
"Shen Qingyi, this is not a mortal city! If you want a comfortable life, an ordinary mortal life, perhaps you can stay peacefully in the academy in Kunbei Territory and be a handyman. Maybe you can even live for a few more decades as a mortal!"
"Since you've come here and chosen this path, don't give yourself the chance to regret it! Shen Qingyi! This is the world of immortal cultivation! The strong are respected! The fittest survive! Your actions may not only be useless, but may also put you in danger, or even lead to your own death! You may even drag down those around you!"
"Have you ever thought about what would happen if you were to go out for training alone today without us by your side? Or maybe our strength wasn't enough? Shen Qingyi, have you ever considered the consequences of your actions?! Have you ever thought about us?! Have you ever thought about the sect?! Have you ever thought about your master?!"
Shen Qingyi couldn't help but tremble.
Lu Jingqing's words were like a heavy hammer falling on her head.
Tell her clearly what reality is.
"Pick up your weapons! Even at the last moment, a monk should never give up his weapons easily!"
Shen Qing lowered his head and saw that the long sword that fell to the ground was covered with cracks and had blood stains that had not yet dried.
The surroundings became exceptionally quiet due to the recent battle between a man and a monster.
Shen Qingyi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
He bent down tremblingly and picked up the sword.
He raised his head again, his eyes slowly becoming firm.
Seeing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Lu Jingqing's expression also looked better.
Handed Shen Qingyi a bottle of healing pills.
"Hurry up and pack up. We've already wasted too much time on this journey. We still have a tough battle to fight on the road ahead."
The Swift Tiger who has practiced Qi at a high level is not comparable to these small fish and shrimps.
Shen Qing took the healing pill and quickly recovered from his injuries under the protection of several people.
The moon was rising high in the sky, and the forest was so quiet at night that only the chirping of unknown insects could be heard.
“Rustle!”
The people crawling on the ground couldn't help but prick up their ears and be extremely alert.
Under the hazy moonlight, only a gray-black shadow flashed by.
Lu Jingqing, who was in front, immediately made a gesture to silence the few people, and they couldn't help but hold their breath.
The gray-black shadow continued to stretch in the moonlit forest. After a few breaths, the few people could see clearly what the shadow was.
The big black and white creature has a pair of long fangs, and the sharp fangs glow coldly in the night.
It is a Swift Tiger that has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Training!
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