Chapter 36 Breakthrough Yue Ji's face turns red
The black gas seems ethereal, but it contains amazing impact force.
Qi Qing barely blocked the attack, and when he turned his head, he saw several figures flying down from the second floor, attacking him from the front and back.
"You bold demon cultivator! Don't even think about escaping from here!"
A loud shout came down on his head, and before Qi Qing could see clearly who was coming, the unfamiliar spiritual power had already formed a barrier in front of his eyes, blocking the second attack of the black energy.
Miao Zheng reacted and followed the spiritual energy, and the black air in front of her dissipated instantly.
Seeing that the defense here was tight and there was no loophole for it to exploit, the black gas decisively turned around and swept towards the alchemist at the door, wrapping him up layer by layer, almost forming a black cocoon.
Dan Xiu's face turned pale and his expression was ferocious, and he was possessed by the devil again on the spot.
He tilted his head and laughed, "I must be the champion of today's alchemy competition! All of you go to hell!"
Qi Qing was closest to him, so he was made the first target.
“Master!”
A figure got there before him and took the attack head-on.
Qi Qing was shocked, and quickly pulled the person and said, "Why did you come down? Quick, get behind me!"
The demon cultivator appeared too suddenly and everyone on the scene was almost unprepared, and in the blink of an eye they were surrounded by demonic energy.
In midair, two figures stood in midair. The old man in the lead had a cold gaze and a solemn temperament, like an unfathomable ocean. The purple-robed old man behind him seemed to be at ease, and his spiritual power was like a thin thread, guiding the frightened monks to a place and comforting them not to panic.
Rumodan Xiuyan pounced towards Qi Qing frantically, but Qi Qing dispelled him with his ice sword, then pulled Yue Ji back quickly, hoping to use the old man's momentum in the air to get rid of this man.
Unexpectedly, Yue Ji broke free from his hand, did the opposite, and rushed towards the Demon Dan Xiu.
The collision of metal and iron made a sharp and piercing sound in the ears. The next moment, the dark blue spiritual power passed through Qi Qing and instantly pierced through the shoulder of the Demon Dan Xiu.
“Ahhh!”
Dan Xiu fell to his knees, roaring hoarsely, as if he was enraged. He attacked the person in the air without feeling any pain.
The old man snorted coldly: "An ant trying to shake a tree."
Two more streams of spiritual power shot out, one directly pressed down on the Dan Xiu, while the other suddenly disappeared in mid-air.
Qi Qing frowned, feeling vaguely uneasy - just at that moment, he seemed to see a faint dark blue color quietly disappearing into Yue Ji's back.
The young man's body paused slightly, but he still firmly blocked the attack of the demon pill cultivator.
"Come back." The old man in mid-air said coldly, not allowing any arguments: "There is no need for you to take action."
Qi Qing tilted his head and glanced at him. Speaking to Yue Ji in this tone, he must be the old monster with unpredictable strength in the original book.
At this moment, the evil energy rose into the air, as if it was going to point directly at the old monster, but at the last moment it strangely changed direction, avoiding the old monster's control, and swept towards the ordinary alchemy practitioners gathered behind him.
"Not good!" Qi Qing's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly mobilized his spiritual power, trying to block it with an ice barrier.
The realms of this group of alchemy practitioners are uneven, and even if one of them is affected, he will be seriously injured.
It’s strange, where does this evil energy come from? Could it have been hiding among the contestants from the beginning?
A cold light flashed in the old monster's eyes: "You're looking for death!"
He raised his hand and a giant palm made of spiritual power appeared out of thin air and suddenly grabbed the evil energy.
——’s tail.
The evil spirit was unexpectedly fast. By the time the old monster realized that what he had in his hand was just a remnant of his tail, it had already rushed into the group of alchemists. Instantly, shouts rang out everywhere and the scene was in chaos.
"Hold on! Don't give it a chance!" The purple-robed old man landed on the ground and commanded loudly.
At the same time, the demonic pill cultivator also took the opportunity to follow the demonic energy and tried to take the opportunity to escape into the earth.
Qi Qing couldn't stop them alone, so he could only hurriedly shout, "Miao Zheng! Cover me!"
The young man took the initiative and attacked before Miao Zheng.
He knelt on one knee and tapped the ground with his palm. Dust flew up and a stone wall instantly rose from the ground, blocking the way of the evil spirit.
Soon after, countless branches quickly took root from the soil, and the thick rhizomes spread out like a dragon. In the blink of an eye, a towering tree grew in the inner field.
The tree is lush and leafy, and its spiritual energy is so abundant that it shocks all the alchemists.
"This is...wood spiritual roots and earth spiritual roots!"
"This person is so powerful!"
"No, doesn't he have a fire spirit root? Where did the wood spirit root come from?"
Everyone was shocked, talking a lot, and looking at Yue Ji.
The young man at the center of the topic shook a little.
"Yue Ji!" Qi Qing held the staggering boy and said, "Stop! Don't overdraw your spiritual power!"
He knew his disciple's abilities best. Even though the tree grew rapidly, the amount of spiritual energy it consumed was astonishingly large. With the old monster present, why would Yue Ji risk his life so desperately?
Seeing the man faint in his arms, Qi Qing was extremely anxious. He immediately sent him a stream of spiritual power and then forcibly pulled his hand away from the ground: "Yue Ji? Yue Ji!"
There was nothing abnormal about the young man, but the decline of his spiritual energy was very strange.
Could it be that he was ambushed by evil spirit?
The old monster looked at Yue Ji meaningfully, then landed on the ground with his hands behind his back.
The disturbed spiritual energy in the surroundings gathered together to form a hidden vortex. The evil spirit had no way to escape and was sucked into it, and was quickly shattered.
Qi Qing felt that this scene was familiar. When he tried to recall it, the old monster said calmly: "He is about to break through."
Hearing this, the alchemists around were shocked.
It's good enough to have a high level of alchemy skills, but how can someone make a breakthrough on the spot while practicing?
But Yue Ji's talent was unreasonably strong. Even though he had his eyes closed, thunderclouds were slowly gathering towards him.
Upon seeing this, the formation practitioners hurriedly withdrew their original formations and protected the other alchemy practitioners as they set up new formations, fearing that they would be affected.
The old monster stared at the young man at the center of the storm with burning eyes, and ordered Qi Qing indifferently: "You also step down."
Qi Qing didn't even look at him, and refused to give in: "I am his master, I will not leave."
The old monster snorted, said nothing more, and stepped into the formation cultivator's formation with a flick of his sleeves.
This time the thunderclouds came quickly and fiercely, with astonishing power. Qi Qing remembered that he had also been unconscious for a long time when he formed his infant. He didn't know what kind of scene Yue Ji was in his sea of consciousness at the moment, so he had to hold him tighter.
"boom--!!"
The first bolt of lightning struck.
The sky and the earth were covered in silver white, and the thunder was deafening.
The young man's figure and the boy in his arms disappeared in the lightning.
Elder Wen's eyes were solemn. With his realm, his vision would naturally not be obscured by the lightning, and he could see many things that other cultivators could not see.
There are only two possibilities for such a young cultivator to have a fetus: either he has a terrifyingly extraordinary gift, or he is an evil demon who has stolen the cultivation of others and forced them to grow stronger.
What he didn't expect was that the boy was the former.
A cultivator with evil intentions, no matter how well he hides it, will inevitably leak out his impure aura when he is about to break through.
Yue Ji's aura was extremely clean and pure without any impurities, which meant that every bit of his cultivation was achieved through his own hard work, step by step.
Such a fast speed of breakthrough also proves the recognition of his talent by Heaven.
Could it be... that I really misjudged him?
Mr. Wen's eyes were obscure, but he temporarily relaxed the pressure on his hands.
I'm afraid we can't catch this person.
The boy's talent for cultivation was astounding, and what was even more unbelievable was that he was actually a cultivator with four spiritual roots.
No, maybe more than that.
So many people have witnessed his almost monstrous talent. Even if he brought him back to Danzong, found someone to replace him and spread the news, it would be impossible to replicate such a spiritual root.
Before Yue Ji woke up, Wen Lao moved and stepped straight into the lightning.
At this moment, the seventh bolt of lightning had struck. The young man's fingertips moved, as if he instinctively sensed the approaching threat.
Wen Lao's eyes were gloomy, and he transmitted his voice: "I will let you go for now, but don't get carried away. As long as I am alive, I will supervise you. If you have any intention of doing evil or practicing evil magic, even if we are thousands of miles apart, I will come and bring you to justice in person."
Before he finished speaking, his figure gradually faded away and disappeared like water.
Qi Qing finally survived nine heavenly thunders. Looking back, he found that the others had hidden too far away and there was no one to lend a hand.
He had no choice but to raise his voice and said, "Can anyone help me? My legs... my legs are a little numb..."
——I was completely numb from being suppressed by Yue Ji.
Before everyone could react, a slightly cool hand reached out and helped Qi Qing and Yue Ji up.
Qi Qing raised his eyes and saw that it was Miao Zheng. He withdrew his hand and said in a cold voice: "Congratulations."
"Ah?" Qi Qing was stunned for a moment, then reacted and said with a smile: "Thank you on behalf of my disciple."
Miao Zheng said calmly: "I didn't say that to him."
After saying that, he turned and left alone.
The place that was supposed to be the venue for the alchemy competition had been turned into a huge pit by the thunder, and the big tree that Yue Ji had grown was also slowly withering. After the thunder tribulation, the released spiritual energy dispersed, and the alchemy practitioners obviously relaxed and walked out of the formation one after another.
The purple-robed old man stepped forward and smiled at Qi Qing: "Congratulations on your disciple's advancement. This is a chance for the wind and clouds to change into a dragon."
"Thank you for your compliment, senior." Qi Qing was humble for a moment and guessed the identity of this person in his mind.
The purple-robed old man saw his confusion and introduced himself: "I am the president of the Alchemy Association and one of the judges of this Alchemy Conference. Your disciple's performance was amazing, and I am very optimistic about him."
Qi Qing showed a flattered expression: "So you are the president! My apologies!"
The president smiled and nodded, saying gently: "There was an unexpected incident during this conference, and the time for announcing the rankings will be notified separately. Your disciple was slightly injured, take him back to rest."
His attitude was unexpectedly friendly. After talking to Qi Qing, he turned around and comforted the other alchemy practitioners.
The alchemy conference came to a temporary end under such circumstances. Qi Qing didn't say much, so he took Yue Ji and left with everyone else, carrying him back to the City Lord's Mansion.
After perfunctorily dealing with the city lord who came to visit, the young man looked at the person on the bed and couldn't help but sigh.
Brought the child back.
I thought this was our farewell, but now it seems that this master-disciple relationship can continue a little longer?
Somehow, he suddenly felt happy and hummed a little tune as he tucked the quilt into Yue Ji.
…
Although Yue Ji was unconscious during the infant formation process, he did not completely lose consciousness.
He heard clearly the threats from Master Wen and his master's answers. He vaguely felt that he was taken back to the City Lord's Mansion, but he couldn't wake up.
He was like a shadow trapped in the darkness. He wandered there for an unknown amount of time before suddenly a beam of light streamed in before his eyes as if a door had opened.
Yue Ji walked towards the light and gently pushed open the door.
A few steps away, a large round bed came into view, with light-colored gauze curtains hanging down in layers, and the figure of the young man on the bed was vaguely visible.
Yue Ji felt that the man's back looked familiar. Just as he was about to step forward, there was suddenly another person in front of him.
The man was dressed in black and his face could not be seen clearly. In his hand he held a blood-stained sword and exuded a murderous aura.
"Brother."
He half-knelt on the bed, turned the curled up young man over, and smiled softly, "Brother, I'm back... Do you miss me?"
The young man revealed a face that Yue Ji was extremely familiar with.
——Master!
Before he could utter a word, the scene suddenly went dark.
The man in black leaned down, slowly, and overlapped with the young man's figure.
When he saw clearly what the two were doing, Yue Ji's face suddenly turned red and he couldn't say a word.
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