Before leaving, Chen Sheng gathered about ten of his outstanding disciples to accompany him, in order to hone their skills.
Meng Qi was brought back by the sect's Grand Elder when he went down the mountain. He had excellent aptitude and was taken in as a disciple by the Grand Elder. Although Meng Qi usually cultivated diligently, he was introverted. That's why the Grand Elder asked the sect leader to take him out to train him and temper his character.
Chen Sheng didn't want to be too harsh, so he said gently, "Meng Qi, although you've only been a student for a little over a year, you've always been diligent. I don't mean to blame you, but you need to change your temperament."
Meng Qi felt even more ashamed when he thought about his behavior just now.
"Yes, disciple knows his mistake."
Chen Sheng asked slowly, "How do you know that they are from the Zhao family?"
Meng Qi thought to himself that the Qingyun Sect and the Zhao family had no connection whatsoever, let alone any enmity, so he spoke with peace of mind.
"Sect Master, my third uncle is among those people. He is a guard of the Zhao family, which is how I learned their identities."
"Oh, right, I forgot that your family is in the Fire Maple Dynasty, so that makes sense."
Chen Sheng pondered for a moment, then asked, "Can you still talk to your third uncle?"
“My parents died early, and I was raised by my third uncle since I was a child. I came to Qingyun Sect to learn skills so that I could repay my third uncle’s kindness in the future.”
Chen Sheng nodded and praised, "Hmm, not bad. We martial artists should be grateful and repay kindness. Go and say hello to your third uncle so that we can look after each other when we enter the secret realm."
Seeing the Zhao family's powerful entrance, he figured they must have something to rely on. He might even need to depend on them once inside, so he wanted Meng to establish connections first so he could talk to them in the future.
Meng Qi, unaware of the intricacies of the situation, headed straight for the Zhao family's residence.
"Halt, you!" A burly man blocked his path.
Meng Qi looked the big man up and down. He was wearing the same white outfit as the Zhao family, and his muscles were bulging. Although his internal energy was weak, Meng Qi did not dare to underestimate the big man's body training skills.
Thinking back to the time my third uncle beat me up, my body still aches.
"Senior, I am Meng Qi from the Qingyun Sect. My third uncle is Meng Xiangyi. I just saw my third uncle, so I came to pay my respects."
The big man was somewhat surprised, clearly not expecting that this little guy who had just reached the Qi Sensing Realm would actually recognize one of them.
Upon hearing this, the burly man said, "The two young masters are inside, you can't go in. You wait here, I'll call them for you."
After saying that, he pushed off with his feet, the ground cracked, and he leaped far away.
"My goodness, how come everyone in the Zhao family has such abnormal bodies?"
Meng Qi was unaware that these people were all past the age of Qi Refining, and even if they obtained divine skills and techniques, it would be difficult for them to reach a high level. Therefore, they chose body-refining techniques from the library.
Don't underestimate them because of this. The Zhao family built a separate pavilion for those who practice body refinement, containing hundreds of body refinement techniques, which is called the Body Refinement Pavilion.
This was all because Meng Fan had visited the Zhao family once and found that most of these burly men were simple and honest people. On a whim, he simply left behind many body-refining techniques in the Body Refining Pavilion, arranged neatly from simple to complex. Anyone from the Zhao family could go in and learn them. He even stated that if one mastered the techniques in the Body Refining Pavilion, one would be invincible among those of the same level.
This has directly led to the fact that now, everyone in the Zhao family, from the head of the family and his guests to the guards and stewards, in addition to practicing Qi cultivation, will enter the Body Refining Pavilion to choose a body refining technique to practice.
The burly man leaped to the outside of the tent, went in, and respectfully reported: "Young Master, Young Master Chu, there is a young man outside looking for Brother Meng. He says his name is Meng Qi."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng turned to look at the man on his right and asked, "Meng Xiangyi, is he your nephew?"
Meng Xiangyi said awkwardly, "Young Master, I don't know why my nephew is here either."
Zhao Feng smiled upon hearing this: "Go ahead. If he came by himself, let him follow behind us so he won't be bullied by others."
Meng Xiangyi quickly bowed and greeted him. Although their young master was always very approachable and kind to them, he still didn't want to cause him any trouble.
"Young Master, I'll be right back."
Meng Qi waited there. This was the entrance to the formation, and every move he made was under the watchful eyes of others. He was also very sensitive, so he didn't know whether to stand or sit.
"Qi'er, what are you doing here?"
Meng Qi saw that his third uncle was wearing the same white outfit, but his body was more restrained, which meant that his body refinement had reached a profound level from the outside to the inside.
"Third Uncle, my sect leader saw that I knew you, so he sent me to catch up with you and have someone to look after you when we enter the secret realm."
Meng Qi said shyly.
Meng Xiangyi immediately understood. He thought Meng Qi was young and had been called over to test him. Little did he know that their place was under the spotlight. In this secret realm, who wouldn't want to make a fortune quietly? Who knew what would happen if they showed their faces like this? Did the Qingyun Sect Master think that the Meng family had no one to rely on?
"Since you're here, come with me. Don't go back. The Qingyun Sect has used you so much, and you still foolishly came here. You won't even know how you died."
Meng Qi was startled and asked weakly, "It can't be that bad, can it? I've been cultivating very hard. Even those who have been cultivating in the sect for over ten years aren't as strong as me!"
After saying that, he gestured with the long sword in his hand.
Meng Xiangyi was both amused and exasperated, knowing that his nephew had a pure heart, and that the dangers of the martial world were nothing more than four words to him.
"Alright, you should go back now. Oh, and give me a drop of your blood."
Without hesitation, Meng Qi flicked his longsword, drawing a line of blood with his finger, before saying, "Third Uncle, what do you need my blood for?"
Meng Xiangyi said irritably, "What? You wouldn't understand even if I told you. Hurry up and go back. Just say that my uncle and I had a very pleasant conversation, but we were both outside the main tent and didn't go inside."
"Oh, oh, Third Uncle, I'll be going now."
Meng Xiangyi looked at Meng Qi, who was still showing off his lightness skill by rising and falling as if he were trying to look cool, shook his head and sighed, then turned around and walked into the main tent.
"Young Master, Meng Xiangyi has a favor to ask of you."
Zhao Feng looked at the blood on Meng Xiangyi's fingers and immediately understood.
"Come here."
Meng Xiangyi immediately knew that the young master understood his meaning, so he quickly stepped forward.
"A thousand-mile chase, led by blood, has begun!"
Zhao Feng made a hand seal, and his powerful true energy emanated from his body, enveloping the bloodstains on Meng Xiangyi's fingers.
This was a plan he and Chu Di had discussed before their departure. After entering the secret realm, everyone would be divided into different spaces. In order to quickly gather everyone together without any accidents, Zhao Feng obtained a cultivation technique called the Blood Refining True Scripture from Feng Qingyang.
He certainly couldn't cultivate the Blood Refining Scripture; he only learned one of its secret techniques. By refining everyone's blood into his body and using the secret technique to activate it, he could vaguely sense everyone's general direction. Another function was to sense the life state of the blood's owner. Apart from these two, it had no other uses.
The next morning, with a loud bang, the Ciyun Mountain Grand Formation slowly opened. The outermost layer of the formation formed a portal at the entrance. Looking inside, everyone saw exotic flowers and rare herbs everywhere, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was so dense that it formed mist.
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