The life in Yeqiao area of Changming Sect was extremely hard.
People outside the Changming Sect were also trying to find a way to break the formation. Mu Chongxi's sword shadow fell, and it was estimated that it would take a whole day to smash it down like this. He had an indescribable fear, fearing that he would be a step late and face the corpses lying on the ground in all directions in the sect.
He held the magic sword in his hand, looking at the formation that had remained motionless despite being chopped for such a long time. For the first time, he felt powerless.
Suddenly, the young man thought of something, turned his head sharply, stretched out his hand and grabbed Yun Que beside him, "Junior Sister Yun Que."
Yun Que was startled. She was already annoyed that these two people refused to help her. Suddenly, Mu Chongxi acted so intimately. She curled her lips in dissatisfaction, "What's wrong?"
Mu Chongxi cut to the chase: "The Moonlight Arrow is in your hands."
"Can you lend it to me?"
Yun Que's expression was subtle. "Are you talking about this?"
She stretched out her hand, and a moon-like arrow fell into her palm, shining with light, looking particularly ethereal.
Mu Chongxi immediately rushed forward and stretched out his hand to grab it, but Yun Que did not resist for the first time. He looked calm, loosened his hand little by little, and then looked at him with a smile.
really,
——He couldn’t pull it open.
Mu Chongxi was a little confused. He looked up suddenly and met Yun Que's eyes with a hint of smile. He murmured, "Why?"
He realized that Yun Que didn't seem to have any intention of helping them.
Yun Que was somewhat resentful in her heart. She had never suffered any setbacks since she was a child, and this was the first time she was rejected so thoroughly. She raised her voice and said word by word, "Senior Brother Mu, the Bright Moon Arrow consumes a lot of spiritual energy."
"That's a legendary, ancient formation that can't be broken by an arrow."
Which ancient formation is not earth-shattering? Although the Moonlight Arrow is powerful, it is not enough to break the formation with one arrow. Yun Que does not want to do such a thankless task, lest he be blamed by the Seventh Elder.
Mu Chongxi's face turned pale. "Please, Junior Sister Yunque."
"Pull it open."
The Moonlight Arrow was much faster than him using the sword to break the formation over and over again. But except for Yun Que, such a spiritual weapon would not be pulled by ordinary people.
Yun Que pursed her lips and said in a sweet voice: "I can't do it, Senior Brother Mu."
"I can't do that."
"You won't force me, will you?" She looked at him with clear eyes, a hint of helplessness in them.
In fact, no matter how badly Yun Que failed, everyone had a very strong filter for her. From the beginning to the end, Mu Chongxi felt that she was a little competitive at most, but not that bad.
Until today.
Mu Chongxi had never felt that she was so...
It's so hypocritical that it's disgusting.
Ming Xuan didn't expect Yun Que to really watch her die without helping. He looked at her for a few seconds, then looked away and said something shocking: "Do you know the Seventh Elder?"
Yun Que's heart skipped a beat. "What?"
"You know him." Mingxuan finally confirmed.
"Did he ask you to stop Mu Chongxi? Was he afraid that he would ruin his plan?"
Mingxuan's sea of consciousness is extremely high. Everyone knows that the spiritual consciousness of the three paths of talisman cultivation, elixir cultivation, and weapon cultivation is powerful. The realm of the late stage of refining emptiness allows him to easily cover the entire Changming Sect with his spiritual consciousness, so as to see the internal situation clearly.
Seventh Elder...
To be honest, even though he had been in Changming Sect for more than ten years, he did not have much impression of the elder.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it even if he was beaten to death, that Chang Ming Zong actually had a person in the fusion stage hidden.
Mu Chongxi looked at her with even colder eyes.
Yun Que didn't expect that she would be exposed by Mingxuan. You know, Mingxuan is the most obedient one among her dogs. She just beckoned and he came.
It’s true...a dog that bites doesn’t bark.
Yun Que's voice was gentle, with a hint of coldness: "I really misjudged you, Mingxuan."
She is no longer the simple and kind-hearted girl who was there when she first came to the world of cultivation. She knows that the world of cultivation is based on strength, so is there anything wrong with her taking advantage of these men in order to climb up?
Mingxuan also laughed: "Maybe you have never looked at me seriously?"
After all, in her eyes, everyone is equal and a bootlicker, and perhaps only Ye Qinghan has a special status.
Ye Qiao from the Changming Sect was so powerful that the Seventh Elder was already fed up with her. He stretched out his hand and waved it lightly. Four palm winds blocked all her escape routes.
Being attacked from all directions, Ye Qiao took a deep breath and slapped down a Nascent Soul Stage spell, but the palm wind did not move at all.
Everyone could see that it was very difficult for her to hide and she was almost forced into a desperate situation.
The Seventh Elder raised the corner of his lips and said, "Wait for death."
He thought she had reached the end of her rope.
Ye Qiao snapped her fingers, and dozens of top-grade talismans were arranged in the air and spun, forming transparent shield defense talismans that wrapped her tightly. Under the strong pressure, everyone's breathing seemed to become thinner, but she was still safe and sound.
Depend on.
How many heavenly-grade talismans does she have?
The Seventh Elder said in a deep voice: "How many talismans did Xie Chuxue give you?!"
It’s not over yet, right?!
In fact, Xie Chuxue was very stingy. He was on guard against himself. Ye Qiao also didn't trust him and only took a dozen talismans from him.
Most of the rest were drawn by herself. Ye Qiao's current realm was not enough to draw a top-quality painting, but she tried to continuously refine her sea of consciousness to the state of fusion, and repeatedly stabilize her spiritual consciousness.
During the month of seclusion in Changming Sect, she couldn't remember how much blood she had shed.
Each time, it was as if the blood was drained out, and it was on the verge of death repeatedly until it achieved fusion.
Xue Yu once calmly pointed out that her method of tempering was too extreme and could easily cause her sea of consciousness to collapse.
Ye Qiao just smiled.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
