now,

Li Qinglin listened to the gentle welcoming bell and looked at the open mountain protection formation.

Cherry blossoms fall from both sides of the mountain gate, bringing with them a faint fragrance.

Two foundation-building monks walked over, seemingly to take Li Qinglin away.

"Such a strong sense of Wood Yi, it turns out that you are a fellow Taoist who is in the Wood Element Foundation Establishment. Your aura is long and majestic, which makes me ashamed."

One of the foundation-building monks in red Taoist robes laughed.

"Please come in. The sect master is already waiting for you in the main hall."

Another monk with a cinnabar-like tattoo on his forehead led the way.

Just as Li Qinglin was about to move forward, the Qingmu Dharma Talisman in his body suddenly began to vibrate, and he felt as if something was locking him down, and the cold sensation immediately swept through his whole body.

The higher the level of the immortal technique, the more special effects it will bring through practice.

A sudden impulse, seeking good fortune and avoiding disaster, and having extraordinary insights...

At this moment, Li Qinglin could vaguely see that under the colorful gate of the sect, there seemed to be a flying blade with a hidden edge, just waiting to behead! Li Qinglin squinted his eyes, stopped outside the Feixing Valley mountain protection formation, and suddenly said, "Fellow Daoists, what does this mean?"

The red monk was stunned for a moment, with a puzzled look in his eyes.

"What's wrong? What's the matter?"

The monk with cinnabar tattooed on his eyebrow fell silent for a moment, and his face gradually turned cold.

After that, he shouted, "You bold lunatic, so what if I'm discovered by you? Get up!!"

Crack! ! This person's body was filled with black light, his magic power was rising steadily, and the pressure from the middle stage of foundation building suddenly spread to the surroundings.

"Bai Boguang, you kidnapped my master's wife and poisoned my master. Now you want to hide the truth and sneak into the valley. Do you really think that there is no one in my Feixing Valley?!"

The red-robed monk no longer disguised himself and raised a black iron seal in the air. The seal was shining brightly, and a huge ghost face was carved on the front. It was a second-level magical weapon, exuding a solemn aura.

Li Qinglin frowned, "You all seem to have misunderstood something. I am not Bai Boguang. I sent a letter to Baizong half a month ago, wanting to trade Huayu..."

"Stop talking nonsense and do it first!!"

The two men rose up on a cloud.

whoosh!

Suddenly, a black iron seal flew out from the red-robed monk's hand. The ghost face on it showed emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and emitted a gray glow.

The cultivator with cinnabar tattooed on his eyebrow pointed at the void, and a red talisman flew out of his storage bag. Flames condensed in the air and transformed into a fire python, which followed the black iron seal.

Humph! Facing this unexpected disaster, Li Qinglin felt a trace of anger in his heart.

Why is there always fighting and killing in the world of immortal cultivation? Can't we learn some human relationships?

He retreated more than ten feet, pushed forward with both hands, and the Qingmu Dao rhyme burst out from his fingertips, and then formed a circle of green defensive spiritual shield around his body.

Shexu Guiyuan Shield! This defensive spiritual shield is a second-level method in the Shexu Guiyuan Healing Spirit Map. It is much more resilient than the body protection light practiced by ordinary cultivators. It also has the special effect of endless life and self-healing. Even if cracks are broken, it can be restored in a very short time.

Unless Li Qinglin's magic power is completely drained in an instant.

Otherwise there is absolutely no risk of it being broken!

Boom!

The heavy black iron seal fell on the Shexu Guiyuan Cover, splashing sparks. The ghost face showed an expression of pain, and then was violently repelled.

The fire python followed closely behind, but when the blinding high temperature faded, the fire python actually disintegrated bit by bit.

In contrast, the Guiyuan Cover remained motionless, with only a few ripples like those caused by water, which were repaired in the blink of an eye, like an illusion.

"I haven't seen this beast for several months. How come his magical powers have improved so much?!"

"Did he hold back during the last fight?"

When the two saw this, they were horrified and looked incredulous.

"Aren't we worshipping the sect? Why did the uncle and the others take action?"

"Don't panic. Our master and his great-grandfather have practiced Taoism for a hundred years, and they have the help of the mountain protection formation. It will be easy for them to capture this man. Don't panic!"

Inside the sect, a group of Qi training cultivators were discussing the matter.

Pang Chong and Ma Xiangru at the Yin-Yang Taoist Temple saw the thin figure outside the mountain gate. For some reason, they always felt that the figure was familiar, but they could not remember where they had met him before.

Outside the mountain gate, a murderous atmosphere spread over an area of ​​dozens of miles.

The sea was calm and the morning light was just beginning to appear, lengthening Li Qinglin's shadow.

"It is impolite not to reciprocate..."

Li Qinglin had an indifferent look, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

As soon as he thought about it, the Blowing Sand Sword flew out, moving back and forth, emitting a murderous sword energy.

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Afterwards, he stretched out his right hand, and the Qingmu Dharma Talisman moved slightly, condensing a green divine light, which merged into and wrapped around the Blowing Sand Sword.

Suddenly, the originally smooth and simple blade of the sandblowing sword was abruptly covered with various wood grains, forming some kind of runes.

The aura emitted by the Blowing Sand Sword itself actually reached the level of a mid-level second grade.

The spiritual transformation technique specially designed for special wood-type spiritual bodies such as Qingmu Fati has the power to turn decay into magic.

As long as Li Qinglin is willing, he can even break off the dead grass on the roadside, inject the Taoist charm of Qingmu into it, and turn it into a magic weapon.

"Please try the sword!"

Li Qinglin's eyes showed coldness, and he flicked his fingers. The Sand-blowing Sword suddenly turned into a dark green stream of light, leaving a long green rainbow about ten feet long behind him, like a flying sword, and pounced in front of the two foundation-building masters.

In the dark, Li Qinglin quietly urged the sacred drum to beat it violently. Immediately, the sound waves rolled and spread out, even faster than the sword light, and enveloped the two of them.

Zheng~~~ The sound of the soul-stirring drum was like a devil's sound piercing their ears. The two of them suddenly lost their balance in mind, and even their magic power was disordered for a few breaths.

At that moment, the light of the Blowing Sand Sword came in all directions, like a storm, directly breaking through the defenses of the two men, and was about to strangle them to death on the spot.

Boom! !

A flying blade suddenly shot out from the gate of Feixing Valley, like the tail of a star, with incredible power, and instantly blocked the Blowing Sand Sword.

Sparks flew and spiritual pressure surged.

The flying blade and the green sword light entangled and devoured each other... and finally dissipated.

Li Qinglin flicked his sleeves and took back the Sandblowing Sword. He saw that the wood grain on the sword had disappeared a lot, and there were many gaps.

But Li Qinglin shook his right hand, and green spiritual fire burned on the sword.

The Feisha Sword immediately returned to its original state.

It was not until this moment that the monk in red and the monk with cinnabar tattoos on their eyebrows woke up from their dreams. They reacted and looked at Li Qinglin with a look of shock on their faces.

If it weren't for the 'Flying Star Liquan Knife' left by the Sect Master that sensed the danger and took the initiative to warn and protect themselves, they would have been in great danger! "Was it the Flying Star Liquan Knife just now? Where is the Sect Master? Why hasn't the Sect Master appeared yet?"

"That man is so powerful. Even with the combined efforts of Master and Grandmaster, he was defeated in just a few rounds. If it weren't for the Feixing Liquan Knife, I'm afraid..."

"Here comes with bad intentions, everyone, follow me to the center of the formation!"

The cultivators in Feixing Valley were suddenly in an uproar, and even caused a commotion. Many escape lights fled towards the back mountain in panic.

Fortunately, several deacons arrived quickly, maintained order, and suppressed the unrest, thus stabilizing the situation.

“Hahahaha!!! Foundation-building casual cultivator Yu Zhenzi has come to pay homage to the sect!”

Suddenly, a clear whistle was heard from the sea surface of Laowan.

(End of this chapter)