Fan Li couldn't resist them and was pushed into the spiritual spring.

She made up her mind that if she got anything good in the future, she would never forget them.

The spiritual spring was very shallow. When Fan Li sat cross-legged, the water level only reached her waist.

It's icy cool, but very comfortable.

There was a lot of spiritual liquid, and in order to absorb it as quickly as possible, Fan Li also summoned a golden tiger to absorb it together.

With Zhou Ming and Ye Wushuang around, Fan Li was completely relieved to leave everything to them and entered into the state of cultivation with peace of mind.

Before this, she had only heard of the name of the spiritual liquid, but had never had the opportunity to see it with her own eyes, let alone touch and absorb it.

A long-lost memory suddenly floated into my mind.

In her previous life, Song Xixi got a lot of spiritual liquid from somewhere and generously distributed it to her fellow brothers and sisters and junior brothers and sisters in the sect, winning the favor of many people.

Master Yunmeng always praises his little disciple to everyone for how sensible and generous he is, and how he is the lucky star of the sect.

He vowed that the sect's future glory would be inseparable from Song Xixi's contribution.

The disciples who were allocated the spiritual liquid also praised Song Xixi to the sky.

Of course, Song Xixi also gave her a drop of spiritual liquid.

But before she could even see it, it was snatched away by her third senior brother Shen Rong.

"What qualifications do you have to enjoy Junior Sister's things?"

"She gave it to you, and you really had the nerve to accept it. You robbed so many things from her and it's not enough. How can you be so shameless?"

"Fan Li, I warn you, don't think about Junior Sister's things anymore, otherwise I will make you feel worse than death!"

Shen Rong's distorted face and his sinister voice were as clear as if they happened yesterday.

To be honest, Fan Li has forgotten how he felt at that time.

Maybe she was angry, maybe she felt wronged, but now she was numb.

Strands of pure energy flow like streams, seeping in from the pores of the whole body, entering the meridians of the whole body, and then converging at the dantian, releasing warm and powerful energy.

This feeling was wonderful, and Fan Li quickly entered a state of ecstasy.

The process of absorbing spiritual fluid cannot be interrupted by anyone, otherwise all previous efforts will most likely be wasted.

Zhou Ming used his spiritual power to create a protective shield for Fan Li, isolating her from all external factors that might affect her, and then stood upright at the entrance of the passage to protect her.

Ye Wushuang was responsible for digging chalcedony.

One is a guardian, one is a treasure hunter, and one is an on-the-spot absorber, with clear division of labor.

After a while, someone came into the cave.

Two footsteps were heard.

Someone's coming so soon?!

Zhou Ming and Ye Wushuang became alert at the same time.

They keenly noticed that one of them was in the late Jindan stage, but the other one was unknown.

The two looked at each other and were ready for a tough battle.

No matter what, it cannot affect Fan Li!

Then Su Muqing, in a blue dress with cloud patterns, and Song Xixi, in a white Liuxian skirt, appeared together.

Seeing that it was one of their own and not another cultivator, they both breathed a sigh of relief and let down their guard.

When Song Xixi saw the sparkling chalcedony in the cave, she couldn't stop getting excited.

But when she saw Ye Wushuang and Zhou Ming, her excitement was replaced by surprise.

How did these two people find this place?

"Senior Brother Su, Junior Sister Song."

According to etiquette, Zhou Ming greeted them, but Ye Wushuang raised his chin and neither stepped forward to greet them nor said hello.

He turned around and continued to dig for chalcedony.

Su Muqing was shocked by the amount of chalcedony in the cave and couldn't help but get excited: "I just noticed there were people in the cave and thought we were too late. I feel relieved when I see it's you."

Zhou Ming was a man of few words, so he just smiled politely and said nothing.

Song Xixi's eyes revealed greed, and she sighed, "There are so many chalcedony, I'm afraid we won't be able to dig them all until tomorrow, right?"

Zhou Ming knew what she meant by this. With so many chalcedony, she wanted to get a piece of the pie.

Zhou Ming replied calmly: "Yes, it is a lot."

Ye Wushuang had sharp ears and was also smart. When he heard what Song Xixi said, his hands moved faster.

Bang, bang, bang - the knocking sounds came one after another, with an echo.

Even if she couldn't dig it all out, she would take away all the top-quality chalcedony and only leave the junk.

Song Xixi was still waiting for them to take the initiative to invite her to dig for chalcedony together, but after Zhou Ming said this, there was no further movement and he did not even move.

The smile on Song Xixi's face could hardly be maintained.

She couldn't help but complain in her heart.

The people of Lingxiao Peak are too stingy.

There are so many chalcedony, but they are not willing to share a little. After all, they are from the same school! They are not outsiders!

Song Xixi looked down upon their miserly behavior.

She was complaining in her heart, but she still put on a smiling face.

"Brother Zhou, can we go in and take a look?"

What’s chalcedony? The spiritual liquid is the real thing!

For this treasure, she also prepared a jade gourd specially used to hold spiritual liquid in advance.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing.

Zhou Ming said: "Of course."

As he said this, he stepped aside.

Song Xixi was secretly delighted, she took Su Muqing's hand and was about to go over, but when she raised her eyes, she saw Fan Li not far away.

My smile suddenly froze, my head buzzed, and it took me a while to find my own voice.

"Fan Li...why is Seventh Senior Sister there?"

Zhou Ming replied politely: "Junior Sister Fan is absorbing the spiritual fluid. Junior Sister Song can look around, but don't disturb her."

Song Xixi heard the answer she least wanted to hear.

The energy and blood surged up and blocked my chest, causing me to feel dizzy.

Being angry.

Damn, she was a step late!

Su Muqing saw that she looked pale, and hurriedly supported her, worried and distressed: "Junior sister?"

Zhou Ming asked curiously, "Everything is fine, what happened to Junior Sister Song?"

Su Muqing helped her sit aside and explained for her: "Junior sister has always been in poor health. I think she is too tired these days and worried, so she is not feeling well."

Song Xixi pressed her hands on her chest, leaning weakly on Su Muqing's shoulder, her little face pale.

It doesn't look like a show.

Zhou Ming said: "If that's the case, why let her come to the secret realm to train? Wouldn't that be worse for her?"

It seems like concern, but in fact it is a roundabout way of saying it. If you are not feeling well, just stay in the sect. What's the point of running out except to trouble yourself and cause trouble to others?

Su Muqing naturally didn't hear the hidden meaning. He looked at the junior sister and said softly, "The junior sister is not a person who seeks comfort and pleasure. She works very hard."

Zhou Ming: “…”

Ye Wushuang tapped the chalcedony with his hands and whispered, "What is she trying to do? Is she trying to act coquettishly and pretend to be weak?"

This complaint was not heard by anyone.

Song Xixi's mind was completely focused on the spiritual liquid and Fan Li, so she didn't notice the sarcasm in Zhou Ming's words.

......

Not long after, someone else came into the cave.

But this time it's not our own people, it's the enemy.

Led by the green-robed monk, there were seven or eight other people following behind him.

They are a group of casual cultivators, but they exude an evil aura.

The green monk held the knife, looked at the treasure in the cave, squinted his eyes, raised his head, sniffed the air, and said happily: "Spiritual liquid! It's spiritual liquid!"

His voice was just like his shifty looks, sharp and unpleasant.

A group of people looked greedy and excited and couldn't help but step forward.

The next moment, there was a loud bang!

The pressure from the middle and late Jindan stages appeared at the same time!

Before the people could react, they were all pushed back several steps. Their minds became clear instantly and their eyes became much clearer.

The green-robed monk was the least affected. He glared at the two blue-robed monks in front of him, looking at them with ill intent, and immediately realized that they were disciples of orthodox sects.

I'm so unlucky that I happened to meet a guy in the Jindan stage.

Since ancient times, good and evil cannot coexist. Zhou Ming sneered, "Get out of here!"

If he hadn't taken Fan Li into consideration, he would never have let these evil cultivators go!

The Haoran Sword made a buzzing sound in his hand. If he hadn't tried his best to control it, it would have rushed out and suppressed these evil forces.

Su Muqing also drew his sword, his face stern and intimidating without even getting angry.

Ye Wushuang also stood in front of Fan Li and twisted his wrist.

The evil practitioners looked at each other warily, each with their own ulterior motives.

The presence of two Jindan-stage cultivators in front of them did indeed intimidate them to a certain extent, causing them to consider retreating.

Among these people, except for the green-robed cultivator who is in the Jindan stage, the others are foundation-building cultivators.

Under normal circumstances, they would take a detour without hesitation when seeing these orthodox monks, but what was before them now were rare treasures that they would never be able to touch in their lifetime.

They were unwilling to leave like this!

Everyone was waiting for the green-robed monk to speak.

This was the first time Song Xixi encountered an evil cultivator. All sorts of terrifying legends about them flashed through her mind, and she hid behind in fear.

The green-robed monk lifted his hair behind his back, looked at Zhou Ming and Su Muqing with a pair of slender eyes, and made a sound that was neither male nor female.

"My dear brothers, it would be a waste to give such a good thing as spiritual fluid to that little hooves. It would be better to give it to me."

Ye Wushuang pouted: "Disgusting thing! Are you evil cultivators worthy of using spiritual fluid?"

"Humph, since we can't talk, we can only kill people and take the treasure!"

The green-robed monk took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into his mouth.

not good.

Zhou Ming's face changed and he thought to himself that this was not good.

The green-robed monk's momentum soared, and his black hair flew wildly behind him. In just a few breaths, he soared from the early stage of the Golden Core to the peak of the late Golden Core!

The evil cultivators behind him followed suit and swallowed a handful of pills as if they were giving it a go.

In the blink of an eye, they all turned into Jindan monks!

These evil cultivators are really crazy!