Soon, the people from Huishi Peak were rescued one after another. Many disciples were injured, but none of them were fatal. Not long

after, all the disciples from Wangyue Peak were rescued. Some of them were seriously injured, but at least they were all alive.

The dozen or so people on the ancient teleportation array were still fighting.

Ji Keqing was injured in the chest, and just at the critical moment, a fellow sister sacrificed herself to stop her. Both of them were pale and sat to regulate their breathing.

Among the Huishi Peak, only Jun Yanzhi had learned the wood-based healing technique. After he treated the more seriously injured Li Shu and Mo Shaoyan, he sat next to Wen Jing and carefully cleaned the scar on his forehead.

Wen Jing turned around and looked at Ji Keqing who was sitting a few feet away, and felt like crying but couldn't.

The plot is that a few days later, the people of Huishi Peak were separated for some reason, and Jun Yanzhi set out alone. By chance, he met Ji Keqing. The two of them traveled together, and after several twists and turns, they found the "Yuanmu Spirit Stone". Ji Keqing's ice magic played a key role in discovering the spirit stone, but because she was grateful to Jun Yanzhi for saving her, she kept it a secret. This spirit stone eventually belonged to Jun Yanzhi.

But since Jun Yanzhi didn't save her, she wouldn't give the spirit stone to him.

Moreover, Ji Keqing's ice magic is also needed when looking for the Yuanmu Spirit Stone. In other words, it was a bit difficult to ask Ji Keqing to work hard and not let her enjoy the final results...

"Junior Brother Lu, what are you thinking about?" Jun Yanzhi's hand fell on Wen Jing's forehead, a ball of white light between his fingers, gently caressing.

"No, I'm not thinking about anything..."

"You seem to be worried..."

"Nothing, just random thoughts."

"... Random thoughts are okay, if you really have something on your mind, you can... um, talk to me." The voice was very soft, as if it was a secret between the two.

"Well, this..."

The man's eyes were as soft as water, his temperament was timeless and elegant, while stroking his forehead, he said "You can talk to me about your worries"...

Wen Jing stared at him blankly.

Senior Brother, what happened to you...

Liu Qianmo looked at the Moon Viewing Peak not far away, and walked forward and said, "Do you need help, fellow disciples?"

A woman in her thirties stood up and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Liu, we are fine." The woman was not beautiful, but she had a natural temperament and a great demeanor. She was the eldest disciple of the Moon Viewing Peak, Ke Muwen.

The other disciples didn't even look at him.

Liu Qianmo knew that the Moon Viewing Peak had always been arrogant and didn't take the Huishi Peak seriously. He just came to be polite and didn't care. He said, "I'm glad you're fine. Fellow disciples, be careful," and turned back.

At this time, a strong white light suddenly appeared in the ancient teleportation array.

Liu Qianmo whispered, "Another disciple has come in."

More than a dozen disciples of the Shuiyue Sect in front of the array had died, and the remaining three or four were hacking and killing like crazy, completely losing their minds.

The white light disappeared, and ten disciples from Hongxiu Peak appeared in the air, caught off guard and involved in the massacre.

Liu Qianmo, He Ling, Jun Yanzhi and several women from Wangyue Peak immediately flew forward to rescue. Although there was competition among the fellow disciples of Qingxu Sword Sect, they were strictly ordered to help each other when they were outside, and to share the same hatred for the enemy and not to stand idly by.

Several flying shadows spun quickly, and soon pulled the ten people out.

After a while, all the disciples of Shuiyue Sect finally fell.

The green mountains and white clouds in the Eight Winds Cliff, with warm wind blowing, were originally very beautiful, but the scene in front of them was chilling. Corpses were everywhere, blood flowed like a river, and the expressions on everyone's faces were miserable and terrifying. Many people's bones were broken and twisted unnaturally, as if they were still struggling and shouting before death.

This scene reminded Wen Jing of the zombies in TV dramas.

Jun Yanzhi looked at the tragic scene in front of the ancient formation, and something seemed to be triggered in his mind. He was a little confused and pursed his lips tightly.

Gu Jinping said softly: "What happened to the Eight Wind Cliff? Should we continue?"

Liu Qianmo pondered and said: "I don't know if something happened to the Eight Wind Cliff or their sect."

Wen Jing lowered his head.

Everything starts from today.

Liu Qianmo lowered his head in thought, and said to Ke Muwen, "Since such a thing has happened in Shuiyue Sect, Bafeng Cliff may not be safe. Should the trial continue?"

Ke Muwen glanced at everyone and bit her lip and said, "We don't care what you want to do, but my Wangyue Peak is determined to obtain the "Covering Grass Sutra", so we must continue looking for it."

The eldest disciple of Hongxiu Peak looked at the corpse on the ground and gritted his teeth and said, "Hongxiu Peak will also look for it. Besides, this is a trial, and a good opportunity to test disciples."

Liu Qianmo pondered for a while, then smiled and said, "There are few people in my peak, and we are lucky to be able to save our lives. In this case, we will say goodbye."

He turned to the people of Huishi Peak and said, "Shaoyan, Li Shu and Lu Jing's injuries are almost healed. Let's get on the road."

Everyone stood up in twos and threes, sorted their clothes and prepared to set off.

Wen Jing finally glanced at Ji Keqing.

The girl had a beautiful face and her eyes were closed, as if she was still healing. If she and Senior Brother Jun didn't develop, her life would change. Would Wen Renmu pick this flower from the sky?

... After all, it was none of his business, so he would just wait and see.

Li Shu said anxiously, "Aren't we going out? Why don't we use the formation to get out?"

Peng Shao said, "This formation is only for entering the Eight Winds Cliff. The formation for getting out is on the other side. There is a section of road that you can't fly over, so you have to walk. In total, it will take two or three days to get there."

Mo Shaoyan hesitated for a while and whispered, "Will we pass by Changchun Valley?"

Liu Qianmo said, "... It will just pass by Changchun Valley. We will stay there for a day. If we can find the "Distant Wood", that's great. If not, forget it."

"Okay." Mo Shaoyan rubbed his nose.

He was chosen as one of the successors of the "Cover Grass Sutra" and was very excited. He didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

Ten people flew up from the sky and followed Liu Qianmo to the depths of the Eight Winds Cliff.