Jing Fan came into the space once and quickly chose a ginkgo tree in the space to rest and recover.
But the spiritual vine and the phoenix tree were greatly shocked.
If I had known this would happen, I would have asked her to take me there the first time we met! They have taken such a detour for so many years!
After Li Yiru used the Earth-Transforming Ruler twice, it needed to cool down for a while. She used a talisman to leave the fourth peak, and her spiritual sense also detected that there were many people ahead.
She followed and took a look. It turned out that the monks from the Western Realm had gathered together, wanting to cross the Ten Thousand Mountains and seek a way to survive.
Let's pick a few people and see if we can control it. Li Yirou caught up with the team and walked at the end.
"My friend, you are young. If you have the energy to spare, just walk forward. It will be easy for the demon cultivators to catch up with you if you stay behind." A middle-aged female cultivator noticed that there was a young man following behind and began to persuade him.
"Yes, we old men and women can't keep up, and we don't have much ability. It's safer to walk in the middle."
Li Yiru raised her eyes, and several people met her cold gaze. They shrank their necks and dared not speak again.
She was too lazy to respond. The danger behind was one thing, but they were probably more afraid of being targeted and robbed by her.
Not wanting to annoy her, he hinted that he was no good and advised her to move on.
She maintained a steady pace, neither hurried nor slow, and gradually walked to the middle of the team.
There were only about two to three thousand cultivators gathered together, and the rest were either killed by the demon cultivators or were unwilling to leave.
The foundation-building elders of Yijian Sect walked in the front, with some direct disciples and the monster hunting team from the Western Realm. In the middle were some outer sect and menial disciples, and at the end were the old, weak and sick.
"Which town are you from, fellow Daoist? Why aren't you with your teammates?" As night fell, everyone didn't dare to move forward overnight and stopped to rest in different places.
Seeing that Li Yiru was alone, someone who liked to chat and was close to her came over to talk to her.
Unexpectedly, it was an acquaintance, named Chang Shuqing, a disciple of the Deacon Hall of Yijian Sect. It was he who gave her those body-tempering medicines.
"Qianshan Town." Li Yirou replied briefly with a cold and arrogant look on her face.
Chang Shuqing was just curious. It seemed that this male cultivator had a high level of cultivation. He had already reached the fourth level of Qi Refining, but he still couldn't see through him.
But why is he just a casual cultivator and moving forward alone?
Even though he was wearing the uniform of a Yijian Sect disciple, the young man didn't bother to pay attention to him. Probably because he didn't want to have anything to do with anyone, he tactfully prepared to leave.
"Are you a Dharma cultivator?" Unexpectedly, the young man suddenly spoke and asked him.
He spoke a little bluntly and his tone was not very nice, but it somehow convinced him.
Now that the Yijian Sect is on the verge of falling apart, these outer disciples feel that their future is bleak. The other party's cultivation is higher than his, so Chang Shuqing sits next to him.
It would be nice to chat, he was really upset.
"Oh, yes. I neglected my training later." This was his regret. First, he had to be on duty in the Deacon Hall every one or two days. Second, he encountered danger during a training session, and he became a little afraid afterwards, which made him feel that it would be better to live a stable life.
"I can see that."
...Is it so direct?
Chang Shuqing suddenly regretted sitting down. It turned out that he felt even more upset.
"Are you a person with three spiritual roots?" the other party asked again, and Chang Shuqing was a little surprised. How did he know? He didn't feel like he was being detected.
"Yeah, I don't know how you..."
"You have a third-grade spiritual root. If you practice well, at your age, you should be at the fifth or sixth level of Qi Refining at least." Li Yiru's spiritual consciousness swept around his spiritual platform, carefully not letting him feel it. He had not yet transformed.
"Your spiritual awareness isn't good either. You've never practiced it much in your daily life." Li Yiru said a few words, and Chang Shuqing became more and more frightened the more he listened.
"Um...um...I'll go first..." He was a little scared. Was this a monk or a monster? He was about to stand up when someone grabbed his arm.
He wanted to escape, but he couldn't, and felt that he was being controlled forcefully.
"There is a demon cultivator. Walk 200 steps to the east and set up a protective formation." Li Yiru stood up and asked the red-lined python entangled by the spiritual vine to follow him, while he walked to the west.
Chang Shuqing was so frightened that his legs went limp, but he knew that the other party had no ill intentions, otherwise he would have been able to deal with him privately just now.
These are the Red-lined Python and the Earth-Binding Vine, the most difficult demonic beasts and spiritual plants to deal with, and they all allow him to command them obediently!
There are not many demon cultivators in this team, probably less than a hundred people, but among them there is a ground-level demon cultivator whose cultivation is higher than hers.
But Li Yiru still wanted to give it a try. If she couldn't defeat him, she would just pull Chang Shuqing away.
They will arrive here in about half a minute. Her spiritual consciousness connects to the array plate, and the array quietly takes shape.
The earth-level demon cultivator muttered a few words but did not take any action. He stood aside and watched the other demon cultivators attack.
"Oh no! There are demons!" When an elder of Yijian Sect detected something amiss with his spiritual sense, he was already surrounded by demons.
Looking at the more than a hundred monsters, most of whom were ordinary monster cultivators, everyone decided to face them head-on.
All the demon cultivators attacked at the same time. Li Yiru's spiritual consciousness spread out, detecting strands of spiritual consciousness as thick as a hair, connecting the spiritual platforms of all the demon cultivators.
This reminded her of the situation when she encountered the demon clan in the Thousand Demon Valley. At that time, many ordinary demon cultivators were controlled and willing to sacrifice their lives for the formation.
If it is possible to avoid destroying the spiritual platform and harming life, control is a good method.
High-level cultivators have a much stronger understanding of spells than low-level cultivators. Slight control is equivalent to a general giving orders to soldiers, manipulating their every move and gesture for better coordination.
Her spiritual consciousness sneaked into the demon. Although the spiritual consciousness of the earth-level demon cultivator was in his spiritual center, it did not harm their spiritual centers.
The key is that the demon tribe tacitly accepts this approach and cooperates with each other very well.
Li Yiru withdrew her spiritual consciousness and randomly picked a few cultivators who were almost frightened. The control threads transformed by her spiritual consciousness became finer and penetrated into their spiritual platforms.
The timid expressions of several people disappeared, they raised their weapons and joined the team.
More and more silk threads connected to the spiritual platform of the Qi-refining cultivators, and the team that was originally defeated by hundreds of demon cultivators gradually formed a formation.
However, it is not easy to control people. They still have the consciousness to resist, which makes Li Yirou feel tired.
Fortunately, all the ordinary demon cultivators were killed, and some spiritual demon cultivators were also injured. She withdrew her spiritual control and stood at the end of the crowd.
This place happened to be on high ground, and she and the earth-level demon cultivator looked at each other in the dark.
Their eyes and spiritual consciousness met in mid-air, and the demon cultivator grew six furry ears.
The next moment, the two figures disappeared together, leaped into the air, and hovered steadily.
The cultivators and demons below stopped fighting and looked up at the man and the demon.
Golden Core Stage! You can fly in the air without any magical tools!
Why is there a Jindan cultivator in the team? Could they have been sent from the Central Plains? But why only one person? Why not a Yuanying cultivator?
"True Lord! Why did you just come forward? Call some high-ranking cultivators! So many of us have died, and you cultivators from the Central Plains just watched helplessly..."
"You are so noisy~" The demon cultivator cast a spell and pierced the forehead of the person who was speaking.
Before the man could finish his words, he fell straight to the ground, his eyes full of disbelief.
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