As soon as these words were spoken, Cheng Mu's expression instantly became much uglier.
He hugged Pan Ling'er tightly in his arms and said through gritted teeth, "I never said I wanted to kill them."
As he spoke, his eyes were so fierce that it seemed as if he was going to kill the other person in the next second.
Seeing this, the feminine man suddenly covered his mouth and laughed.
"But you chose to give them up, didn't you?"
As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed. He stood up abruptly, grabbed Cheng Mu's shoulders, and used his other hand to pull Pan Laozu over.
Then the body sank into the ground as if it was swallowed by a swamp.
After a while, a person suddenly appeared where he had just stood.
He frowned and looked around, turning around several times on the spot, and said with a confused look on his face.
"What's going on? I clearly sensed a strange aura just now.
What’s going on…what’s going on? Never mind, let’s go drink.”
After saying this, the man who looked only about 27 or 28 years old left with a wine gourd in his pocket.
A figure flashed by, and the place fell into silence again.
The man hiding in the dark was about to come out again when Cheng Mu, who had been silent all the time, suddenly grabbed his arm and stopped him.
The man frowned and was about to scold when he saw the man with the wine gourd rushing out from a tricky position again.
"Huh? Really not here?"
Seeing this, the man hiding in the dark gritted his teeth and thought to himself, humans are really cunning.
It’s so abominable!!!
"Forget it, forget it, I really must have drunk too much to make my brain go crazy..."
The man with the wine gourd staggered away again.
As a result, this time, Cheng Mu didn't say anything at all, and the feminine guy didn't dare to move.
Then, it turned out that their caution was useful.
Because... this drunkard actually came! Seven times!!!
It was as if he had already discovered that they were here and was deliberately teasing them.
Look back seven times in a row!
Finally, three days had passed, and neither they nor the other creatures had moved.
Not to mention that the feminine man was almost defeated, even Cheng Mu's patience was almost exhausted.
They had all made up their minds to catch up with them if they tried again.
But this time, there was no movement for the whole day.
After making sure that no one would come again, they left this sad place as quickly as possible.
When the moon was dark and the wind was strong, he finally avoided all sight and entered Shangqing Sect.
The moment their figures disappeared from Shangqing Sect.
On a small hill in the distance, a man took a sip of wine from his gourd with a smile on his face.
"So this is the mouse's home."
Qu Yan and the others had no idea what was happening here.
Qu Yan also didn't know that the ultimate purpose of all these undercurrents behind the scenes was actually related to her.
At this moment, she only knew that she was about to reach the destination of this trip.
Along the way, because of deliberate control, Qu Yan's frequency of sucking blood became much lower.
Because once Qu Shang entered the divine space on an aircraft under the pretext of practicing, he suddenly said that he had found a solution.
Let Qu Yan not rely too much on Li Cheng's blood and not become dependent on it.
Then he turned around and began to retreat.
He even took Qu Yan's blood-dripping dart away, and I don't know what kind of transformation he was going to make on it.
Those hundreds of years of being trapped in the divine space.
Their skills have been greatly enhanced.
Especially Qu Shang, who originally inherited the ancient alchemy of the Nantai Sect and his flame was of high purity.
The art of alchemy has now reached the point where it can produce top-grade elixirs.
The pills that Qu Yan and the others are taking now are no longer just the capital of the Nantai Sect.
A considerable portion of them were written by composers.
Of course, it is also because of the divine space that Qu Shang’s path to promotion is so smooth.
The biggest difficulty for ordinary alchemists to improve their level is the lack of opportunities for practice.
Simply put, the materials are too precious to be wasted.
The rise of an alchemist must be achieved by climbing up on countless supplies.
Only by failing again and again and accumulating experience can we achieve final success.
That is why the alchemists trained by the sect have to do many things for the sect even though they have a transcendent status.
If a casual cultivator wants to refine pills, he will face difficulties due to limited supplies.
But within the divine realm.
This is not suffering at all.
The space is so vast that you can't see the end of it.
There are thousands of hills of all sizes.
Every mountain may have opportunities to explore or veins of rare minerals.
Or spiritual stones and spiritual veins, and many secret inheritances that they cannot open now.
But the most common ones are actually various rare spiritual herbs... and even immortal herbs.
There are also many rare monsters and spiritual beasts distributed in various places.
Any one of these things would cause a scramble, and they are piled together in this small world.
In this way, even if Qu Shang only picked up herbs at the door to practice, it would be enough to make him a top-grade alchemist.
The same goes for refining equipment, rare minerals and spirit beast and demon beast pills... there are even supplies from an independent sea area.
It can basically be said that everything is available.
Qu Shang's weapon refining skills have also reached the highest level he can reach at his current level of cultivation.
It was precisely because of this that Qu Shang modified Qu Yan's natal magic weapon.
Qu Yan was not surprised that the idea of taking away the Flying Guillotine was proposed.
And what about Qu Yan...
If you were to ask what Qu Yan had done in the past two hundred years.
Strictly speaking, there is indeed some truth to this.
She didn't work hard on her cultivation, but she never slacked off on other things as a way to pass the time.
For example, the formation.
No one knows that Qu Yan's formation is actually better than Qu Shang's.
It’s just that Qu Yan doesn’t want people to look upon her as a genius, so she has never shown it in front of anyone.
He even had the intention of hiding it from Qu Shang before.
Later, when the accident was not concealed, he gave up.
Qu Shang also maintained a tacit understanding with Qu Yan, attracting all the attention to himself.
Let Qu Yan regard the formation as her last means of saving her life.
In addition, Qu Yan has learned a unique skill without any teacher in the past two hundred years.
Musical attack.
I originally had this idea inspired by Lin Siqing.
With more than 200 years of life, you naturally have to find things to do.
Qin was forced to learn it in the beginning. After robbing a qin from the storehouse of the Divine Realm Palace, he began to explore on his own.
But the elves were very fond of her at this time and brought her a bunch of music scores and methods of practicing sound attacks.
Since then, Qu Yan has embarked on this new path.
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