When he landed, Luo Jianqing felt pain all over his body, but he had no intention of caring about his own affairs at the moment. He asked anxiously: "Mo Qiu, how are you? Did that Black Poison Monster's self-explosion just now hurt you?"
Mo Qiu stood up and said nonchalantly, "Luo Jianqing, do you underestimate me so much? He's just a ninth-level spider, how can he hurt me? If I hadn't had some minor problems recently, I would have whipped him to death long ago."
Luo Jianqing was still a little worried. After all, it was Mo Qiu who had stood in front of him in the end, facing the Black Poison Venerable's self-destruction. However, looking at Mo Qiu's appearance, it seemed that he was really fine. Thinking of his past fierce deeds, Luo Jianqing finally felt relieved.
In the middle of the rubble on the ground, Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu sat cross-legged in meditation to recover their spiritual power.
The previous battle had been quite exhausting. Luo Jianqing, already injured, was now even weaker. He closed his eyes tightly and rapidly practiced the Nine Heavenly Records. As soon as he could regain some strength, he planned to leave the Far North with Mo Qiu and tell others about his master's whereabouts and instructions.
Luo Jianqing naturally didn't notice that the red-robed demon cultivator sitting next to him suddenly turned pale after seeing him enter a state of cultivation, and a trace of black blood seeped from his lips. Mo Qiu raised his hand and gently wiped it away, but the blood flowed down again. Finally, a red light flashed in his eyes, and he forced the black blood back.
Half a day later, before Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu set off, they saw two fairies flying from the sky.
When Fairy Liu Xi and Fairy Luo Zheng saw Luo Jianqing and the others, they were both very surprised and flew down quickly.
After inquiring about the situation, Fairy Liu Xi gave Luo Jianqing and Mo Qiu a bottle of elixir each and said, "This is the Feihua Sect's sacred medicine, the Hundred Flowers Pill. Take it for now. It will help you recover your spiritual power."
Luo Jianqing nodded slightly and ate it; although Mo Qiu was a little reluctant, he still swallowed it.
After taking the Hundred Flowers Pill, Luo Jianqing felt relaxed all over, and a trace of spiritual power gradually emerged from his dry dantian.
Fairy Luo Zheng asked, "Why don't you see Fellow Daoist Xuan Lingzi?"
A flash of pain crossed Luo Jianqing's face. He closed his eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice, "Senior, Master... is trapped in the Dead Mountain. He pushed me out at the last moment and told me that everyone must leave the Far North and not return for six months. He said that the collapse of the previous peak in the Dead Mountain Range was just the beginning, and what comes next will be even more terrifying."
Fairy Liuxi and Fairy Luozheng opened their eyes wide and began to tremble all over.
The two looked at each other and exclaimed in surprise, "Uncle/Grandmaster Feng Si!"
At this moment, a light golden flower on a natal tower in the center of the Feihua Sect's main hall suddenly cracked with a "snap." The disciples guarding the flower watched in horror, only to see the flower only crack open, with no further movement.
The disciple stared stiffly, and after a long moment, he shouted, "Someone, come here, Master Feng Si's true life..."
The sound stopped abruptly.
“Snap—”
In an instant, a light golden natal jade flower shattered!
Countless pieces of jade scattered throughout the hall, and a brilliant light burst forth, reaching the sky and filling the entire Feihua Sect. A hurried female voice, as if using up her last bit of strength, pierced the air, "The withered mountain has collapsed. Do not enter!"
The moment the sound stopped, the light was completely extinguished.
Three thousand years ago, Fairy Qi Yu of Feihua Sect left a message with her life, telling the world about the dangers of Kushan Mountain.
Three thousand years later, Fairy Fengsi of Feihua Sect used her life to spread the word, informing the world that the withered mountain had collapsed.
Amidst the rolling hills of the Dry Mountain Range, a peak five hundred and twenty feet high collapsed silently. A fairy in a light-colored dress deployed a barrier, using herself as the centerpiece to block this even more terrifying collapse.
The immense force continuously pounded against her body, causing drops of blood to flow. However, not a single ounce of energy escaped the solid barrier, nor did the storm, like before, sweep across the Far North with its brutal force, killing countless people.
The impact of energy never stopped from beginning to end.
The beautiful fairy guarding the center of the formation had been dead for a long time, but the jade lamp tied around her waist was still shining gently, keeping the entire formation going.
Fairy Feng Si is a cultivator who has reached the great perfection of the late Mahayana stage. Her attack power is not strong, but she is very good at setting up formations and refining pills.
This large formation emitted a light of pale colour, blocking the energy impact of the second collapsed mountain. It also spread silently to most of the Kushan Mountains, covering the remaining seemingly calm but already restless mountains, and calming them down.
Outside the Far North, the Divine Sword Sect was the first to arrive. When the Guanglingzi Master arrived with the Taihua Mountain troops, he saw the Feihua Sect's Liuyu Fairy with red eyes. She said to them: "The Feihua Sect's Grand Elder, Fairy Fengsi, has passed away.
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