The slight fluctuation emitted by the barrier is enough to kill an ordinary cultivator in the Out-of-Body Stage. Is this normal?
Xiang Sheng looked at Yao Ziyi's departing back, his eyes slightly darkening.
It seems that the cultivation level of these cheap senior brothers and sisters is even higher than she expected.
After Yao Ziyi left, a few more explosions were heard from the vermilion barrier, but the most intense fight was always confined within the barrier.
Xiang Sheng listened to it many times and soon got used to it. He even felt it was a bit noisy and simply closed the window.
There was a barrier formation specially set up by Su Qingqing inside the house, and it became much quieter once the windows were closed.
Xiang Sheng walked back into the house and sat cross-legged. He took out the dark green jade slip he had collected earlier and scanned it with his spiritual sense. All the contents in it instantly appeared in his sea of consciousness.
"Fengqing Sect, Lin Fengqing, late stage out-of-body cultivation.
He was once a core disciple of the Wanmai Sword Sect, but later felt that his talent in swordsmanship was limited, so he left the sect and founded his own school. It has been more than 1,500 years since then.
Four days later, it was Lin Fengqing’s 2,000th birthday banquet.
Fengqing Sect currently has 424 disciples and 6 elders, one of whom is in the Out-of-Body Stage, and one in the Nascent Soul Stage..."
After digesting the contents of the jade slip, Xiang Sheng opened his eyes slightly, and a gleam of brilliance appeared in his pupils.
The information in this jade slip is extremely detailed. It not only records the appearance, background, and cultivation level of every member of Fengqing Sect, but also their daily practice habits and recent experiences.
Yao Ziyi asked her to memorize the contents of the jade slip. It didn't seem like he was going there to celebrate a birthday, but rather to seek revenge.
Xiang Sheng stroked the surface of the jade slip with his fingertips, his eyes slightly narrowed.
There is no organization similar to Tianqing Pavilion in Xizhou. Where does all this detailed information come from?
Xiang Sheng was still pondering the details, and at the same time, in a separate alchemy room built on the back mountain of Wuming Peak.
Yao Ziyi waved his sleeves and swept over a handful of elixir, threw it into the alchemy furnace, and pinched the fire seal with both hands. The flames at the bottom of the furnace suddenly swelled up, making his face look exceptionally white.
The elixir in the furnace crackled under the heat, gradually melting into an unusually bright mixed ball. A destructive wave of energy emanated from within the ball, quickly spreading to the surface. Then—
Bang!
With a loud bang, the hot furnace cover broke through the roof and disappeared.
“Cough cough cough…”
Yao Ziyi waved his sleeves, creating a gust of wind that blew away the billowing black smoke in the house. Then he took a deep breath, sat down, wiped his blackened face, and turned around helplessly to look at Li Xiaoliu, who also had a black and gray face.
"While you're here, I can't make the elixir smoothly."
Li Xiaoliu glared at Yao Ziyi and rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Brother, when has alchemy ever gone smoothly?"
Yao Ziyi's face darkened. "Don't imitate Lao Wu. She can run away after scolding people. Can you?"
Li Xiaoliu's mouth pursed, "Brother, you really won't take me down the mountain?"
Yao Ziyi sighed, "Why are you looking for me? You should ask Second Senior Brother."
"Fourth Senior Sister demolished Fifth Senior Sister's house, and Second Senior Brother went to cut down trees. And even if Second Senior Brother was here, I wouldn't dare go look for him."
Li Xiaoliu spoke so confidently that Yao Ziyi felt a sharp pain in his teeth. "So you're trying to embarrass me?"
"Third Brother, I also lack experience. You can take Junior Sister down the mountain, why can't you take me?"
Yao Ziyi rubbed his brows and said helplessly: "After you break through the Jindan stage, you will understand the reason."
"That sentence again."
Li Xiaoliu sighed deeply, "Well, if that's the case, I won't make things difficult for Third Senior Brother.
It’s just that I’m short of money, and I owe Elder Shouxin three bottles of elixirs, which is hard to repay. I heard that the sisters of the Water Sword Vein are offering a reward for the several routes that you usually take to the Water Sword Spirit Pond…”
When Yao Ziyi heard this, his face turned green instantly. Without saying a word, he rushed over and covered Li Xiaoliu's mouth with his hands.
“Hmm! Hmm…”
Li Xiaoliu struggled desperately, but he was no match for his senior brother. He could only stare with his eyes wide open and protest silently.
Yao Ziyi scanned the area with his spiritual sense for a moment, but saw no one coming to attack Wuming Peak. He then wiped the sweat from his forehead, frowned, and cursed softly:
"How dare you say that? Are you going to die? I still want to live for two more years, brother."
Li Xiaoliu still stared at Yao Ziyi.
Yao Ziyi stared at him for a moment, then finally gave in. He let go of his hand and sighed, "Forget it, Senior Brother will take you there. The worst that can happen is that you'll be put in solitary confinement for a few more years when you come back."
Li Xiaoliu perked up immediately upon hearing this. He pushed Yao Ziyi's hand away and repeatedly asked, "Brother, are you serious?"
"Brother, your promise is worth a thousand gold, how can it be false?"
Yao Ziyi grinned slightly.
Regarding the Fengqing Sect matter, the second senior brother also said that he was just providing support and there was no need to interfere.
Since the main task is to protect the Seventh Junior Sister, there shouldn't be any surprises if he brings along a Sixth Junior Sister...right?
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