Luo Jianqing asked, "Then according to you, if another demon lord was able to kill this fire demon lord, why is there only the Flowing Flame Valley here, and no Gangfeng Valley?"
Mo Qiu sneered and looked at Luo Jianqing: "Then you should ask your ancestors from Yuxiao Peak of Taihua Mountain. They come here every thousand years to sweep away all the strong winds. No matter how many there are, they will sweep them away. People say that Taihua Mountain is the leader of the righteous path, but that's all bullshit! You people from Yuxiao Peak are the most treacherous and cunning. You all pretend to be righteous and think you are...ah! How dare you hit me!!!"
Luo Jianqing leisurely put away the Frost Floating Sword and said, "That's nonsense. You've only been practicing for less than fifty years, how do you know all that? How dare you slander my master? Mo Qiu, I'll spare your life today, but if I find you talking nonsense again, I'll whip you again!"
Mo Qiu gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, you're so nice. Luo Jianqing, remember this!"
That was what he said, but in the following days, Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu dug a cave together and practiced in it. The elixir that Luo Jianqing had left for Mo Qiu was actually useless to Mo Qiu. Seeing this, Luo Jianqing took the elixir back.
Mo Qiu said sarcastically, "Hypocritical Taihuashan."
Luo Jianqing waved his sleeves and pulled Mo Qiu directly in front of him.
Mo Qiu's spiritual power had not yet recovered, and seeing this, he wanted to protect his face. Unexpectedly, Luo Jianqing's scabbard was still not coming off. Mo Qiu moved his hand away in surprise, only to see Luo Jianqing activate his spiritual power and suddenly begin to heal himself.
Luo Jianqing said in a cold voice: "Friend Mo, please get well soon so we can get out."
Mo Qiu chuckled and thought to himself: This is pretty good.
Four months later, Mo Qiu recovered from his injury, and the first thing he did after he recovered was to beat Luo Jianqing. This time, Luo Jianqing was no match for Mo Qiu, but when Mo Qiu's whip was about to hit that handsome face, he suddenly retracted it.
Mo Qiu chuckled and lifted Luo Jianqing's face with the handle of the whip, saying, "Tsk tsk, I can't bear to hit the little beauty's face."
Taking advantage of the opportunity, Luo Jianqing swung out the scabbard again.
Mo Qiu: "You!"
Luo Jianqing: "Fellow Daoist Mo, please respect yourself."
As he spoke, the cinnabar mole between Luo Jianqing's eyebrows flashed twice.
Six months later, another raging gale struck. Unexpectedly, they retreated to the underground cave in disarray. This time, Mo Qiu was in control of the Earth-level Heavenly Demon Formation. His control was exceptionally skillful, his subtle techniques dazzling Luo Jianqing.
In the tunnel, Mo Qiu said, "The gate to Liuyan Valley opened a few months ago, but we didn't leave. The people of the Mo family probably thought I was dead. I wonder how the people in Taihua Mountain are doing? Is anyone waiting for you? If they see that you haven't returned, that person must be very worried and anxious."
Suddenly, a graceful figure in white appeared before him. Luo Jianqing lowered his eyes, his heart aching slightly. After a moment, he said, "No one is waiting for me. However, my natal lamp is placed in Taihua Mountain, so they know I am not dead."
Mo Qiu looked at Luo Jianqing's lost expression and pursed his lips silently.
There is no spring, summer, autumn or winter in the valley, nor is there waxing and waning of the sun and moon.
A strong wind would blow on time every six months. Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu were well prepared and would hide directly in the cave every time.
In the second year of being trapped in the valley, Luo Jianqing advanced to the late Golden Core stage by leveraging the immense spiritual power of the Blood Spirit Fruit. Mo Qiu said with a forced smile, "Congratulations."
Luo Jianqing was in a good mood and ignored the sarcasm in his words.
Time passed like this, and Luo Jianqing would approach the Flame River daily, hoping to hone himself under its pressure. But each time, he was unable to defeat the golden fire dragon, which stood thirty feet away, and would return in disgrace. Strangely, Mo Qiu had also once wandered to the Flame River out of boredom, but when he did, no fire monsters attacked him.
Luo Jianqing asked in surprise: "Mo Qiu, why didn't you get attacked?"
Mo Qiu joked expressionlessly, "My realm is far higher than that stupid Fire Element Heavenly Rank Demon Lord. I could have used my realm to force him to death when he was alive. Now that he's dead, how dare you mention your realm in front of me?"
Luo Jianqing said speechlessly: "Will you die if you don't blow it, Fellow Daoist Mo?"
Mo Qiu sneered and did not answer.
In this valley, Luo Jianqing devoted himself to studying the Nine Heavenly Records. Perhaps due to the daily experience of experiencing the realm and pressure of the Flame River, Luo Jianqing's cultivation increased rapidly. His body was like a thirsty sponge, frantically absorbing the spiritual power from the Blood Spirit Fruit.
In the third year, Luo Jianqing formed his Nascent Soul!
This Nascent Soul formation time had already broken Xuan Lingzi's record, but Luo Jianqing wasn't particularly happy. He silently watched the surging River of Fire until Mo Qiu chuckled and said, "Not bad! You've already formed a Nascent Soul in less than forty years, and it's such a perfect one. Luo Jianqing, is my Blood Spirit Fruit any good?"
Luo Jianqing whispered, "Mo Qiu, are we really unable to get out?"
Mo Qiu suddenly fell silent. After a long moment, he pulled out a small jade boat from his ring. This boat was exquisitely crafted, capable of accommodating only three people, yet it exuded an icy chill. As soon as it appeared in the valley, the flaming river paused for a moment, as if in fear of it.
Mo Qiu said, "This item is called the Cold Jade Sky Boat, a Heavenly Grade Magical Treasure. I've discovered that whenever a strong wind blows, the Flame River becomes very calm for a quarter of an hour. If we can take advantage of this quarter of an hour to get out of the valley first, we might be able to escape."
Luo Jianqing looked at the boat in surprise for a long time before asking, "...could you have left a long time ago?"
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