UGB Chapter 1276: Xiao Xiu’s opportunity, regret!
Chapter 1276: Xiao Xiu’s opportunity, regret!
Chapter 1276: Xiao Xiu’s opportunity, regret!
at the same time!
On the border of the Beicang Mountains, there is a huge fairy city with a constant stream of people coming and going.
This scene!
However, it was clearly seen by a group of mysterious monks on a small hill ten miles away from the fairy city.
at this time···
Suddenly, a sword light came from the void at an incredible speed.
The sword flashed continuously!
On the deserted hillside, gorgeous blood flowers bloomed in an instant.
The blood flower ends!
The smell of blood permeates the air!
The sword light dissipated, and an ancient long sword emerged, and then the long sword burst out with a warm sword light, spreading like a lake.
In an instant, the storage bag on the corpse lying in a pool of blood fell off by itself and was submerged in the sword light.
next interest.
The simple long sword shines brightly.
When I looked again, the ancient sword had disappeared, as if the previous scene was an illusion.
But the corpses before my eyes proved that this was not an illusion.
At this moment, without the suppression of the terrifying long sword, the sharp sword energy that permeated the area suddenly burst out.
boom!
The sword light burst out, and the small hillside turned into white ground in an instant.
Nothing remains!
Not only here!
Deep in the Qingmu Mountains, and somewhere outside the fairy city on the edge of the Qingmu Mountains...
Almost at the same time, an identical ancient sword appeared out of thin air!
Sword light burst out!
Among the many Jindan cultivators of the Spirit Beast Sect, not a single one was left alive.
In the end, only a faint smell of blood was left in the air.
But this insignificant detail caught the attention of a young monk who was on his way.
The young man who was practicing Qi training suddenly stopped...
He sniffed lightly with the tip of his nose.
"Does it smell like blood?"
"And it has a faint fragrance, isn't it Jindan Zhenren?
Is it a third-level monster?"
Zhao Wei's gaze fell on the small hill in front of him on the right, and a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes.
The truth is, the world of cultivating immortals is too dangerous!
Once you are caught in the battle between high-level monks, you will surely die without a burial place.
If it were in the past, he would have avoided it and ran away without looking back.
But now he hesitated!
Because there was not a trace of spiritual energy fluctuation in the direction where the smell of blood came from.
Obviously.
Didn't you leave?
Just cleaning up the battlefield?
However, Zhao Wei prefers the former.
After all, it won’t take long to clean up the battlefield!
Zhao Wei, who has been in the world of immortal cultivation for seven or eight years, is very clear about this.
And he also knew that there might be some spiritual objects left on that hill that the other party didn't value?
The other party doesn't like it!
It doesn't mean that he, a young cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage, looks down on him!
Even a few drops of spiritual blood?
That’s also a big profit.
Whether it is the blood of monsters?
Or is it the blood of a Jindan monk?
Those were all priceless spiritual objects, and could at least be exchanged for a large amount of spiritual stones, enough for him to improve his cultivation by one or two levels.
this point.
Zhao Wei is very confident in his sense of smell.
His keen sense of smell can be said to have played a big part in the fact that he has been able to practice safely until now.
However, in the past, they were just small opportunities.
Nothing can compare to this opportunity.
In the moment of thought.
Many thoughts surged into his mind.
"Fight!"
"If you don't take advantage of the opportunity ahead, how can you expect to have a future as an immortal?"
"Besides, there is a high probability that there is no danger!"
Think about this.
A look of determination emerged in the eyes of Zhao Wei, a small casual cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage.
Then he walked carefully in the direction where the smell of blood came from.
After a while...
Zhao Wei followed the smell of blood and came to the small hill. Suddenly, he felt as if he was in a sea of swords. His skin was stinging as if countless fine needles were piercing him.
See this.
He subconsciously took a step back, and said with lingering fear:
"So pure! Such a sharp sword energy!"
“I don’t know how much power this sword energy has dissipated, but it still can’t let anyone get close to it!”
However, when Zhao Wei saw the empty land in front of him, a trace of disappointment appeared in his eyes, and he murmured in his heart:
"Sure enough! Opportunities are not so easy to come by!"
Just as he was about to turn around and leave the hillside filled with the smell of blood...
Suddenly, Zhao Wei stopped, as if he thought of something.
Then a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
"wrong!"
"It's not like there's no chance at all."
"When the sharp sword energy is gathered together, it can definitely be used as a killer weapon!"
"And if we gather the blood energy that is floating on this hillside, we might be able to gather it into one or two drops of spiritual blood."
“Even if it can’t reach the third level of spiritual blood!
The second-level spiritual blood will definitely not be a problem!"
Think of this.
Zhao Wei no longer hesitated and started to take action immediately.
If you delay for a moment...
Whether it is sword energy?
Or blood and energy? They are all dissipating, so his losses are even greater!
As he cast out one spell after another, his meager magic power was being consumed very quickly.
In an instant, Zhao Wei's forehead and temples were covered with fine beads of sweat.
Obviously.
Just the sword energy and blood energy that had almost dissipated was not something that a small Qi Refining cultivator could easily condense.
Half a day later.
Zhao Wei's face, which was pale, suddenly blushed, but his eyes were extremely bright.
"It's finally done!"
He looked at the moving sword thread and a drop of light red spiritual blood the size of a water droplet that appeared in front of him.
Zhao Wei's face revealed an extremely obvious look of joy.
Then his eyes fell on the moving sword thread, and he secretly thought:
"This sword thread definitely has the power to kill a cultivator who has reached the Great Perfection of Qi Training!"
"Even if it's a senior in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he can probably pose a threat?"
“I wonder which senior has such great power?
Just by dissipating the sword energy in the near air, it still possesses such terrifying power?"
Just as he was secretly sighing...
suddenly.
Zhao Wei found that the sword thread showed signs of dissipating. He did not care about anything else and quickly put it into a jade talisman and took out a talisman to seal it.
Then, his eyes fell on the drop of light red spiritual blood in front of him.
"Second level spiritual blood!"
"Pity!"
"If we can find it earlier, we might be able to condense third-level spiritual blood."
Zhao Wei thought with some regret in his heart.
However, when he thought of the almost exhausted magic power in his body, he realized that even if he had done it earlier, he would not have been able to condense a more terrifying sword thread and the more precious third-level spiritual blood.
“It’s a great harvest!”
"Moreover, the second-level spiritual blood can also be exchanged for cultivation resources for the seventh level of Qi Refining."
"You should be content!"
Zhao Wei dismissed the unrealistic idea and shook his head.
Followed by.
He put the second-level spiritual blood in front of him into the jade bottle!
Then the young monk ran away from the hillside without looking back.
all of these.
Cheng Buzheng had no idea.
Likewise, he could not have imagined that a junior could take advantage of him.
Even though he didn't like it either.
of course.
This is also the reason why Cheng Buzheng did not come in person.
otherwise.
Dispel the blood!
Purify the traces of the void!
These are all necessary procedures for him to clean up the battlefield.
but····
After Cheng Buzheng used the four long swords that were formed from the spiritual treasure [Chaos Dao Jie Sword], he was not idle either.
When he appeared again, he had appeared out of thin air outside of [Baiyun Fairy City], on the top of a barren mountain.
At this time, on the top of the barren mountain...
There were eight or nine monks in black robes, gathered in twos and threes, monitoring the Baiyun Fairy City dozens of miles away.
Not bad!
These Jindan demon cultivators who concealed their faces were none other than the Jindan elders of the Yugui Sect.
Cheng Buzheng appeared out of nowhere and took a glance at the group of Jindan demon cultivators. He said in a cold voice:
"die!"
In an instant.
The eight or nine Jindan demon cultivators, who had not yet reacted to Cheng Buzheng's sudden appearance, were suddenly suppressed by a terrifying force.
boom!
Boom! !
These Jindan demon cultivators fell to the ground before they could even scream, and died tragically.
See this scene.
Cheng Buzheng waved his hand...
Storage bags, ghost towers, and low-grade magic weapons...all shot out from the bodies of the Jindan demon cultivators who fell in a pool of blood.
Finally, the streaks of light sank into Cheng Buzheng's wide sleeves.
Immediately.
Cheng Buzheng raised his hand and pressed...
Invisible force emerges!
In an instant, the Jindan Demon Cultivators who fell in a pool of blood turned into gorgeous blood flowers!
Looking again, there was only the smell of blood on the top of the barren mountain.
Apart from this, no trace was left.
See this.
Cheng Buzheng waved his sleeves.
A strong wind swept past.
The bloody smell that permeated the top of the barren mountain also completely dissipated and could no longer be heard.
Just when Cheng Buzheng was about to wipe out the last trace of the demon cultivators left in the world...
A sword light came from the end of the sky, cutting through the void.
A chaotic sword light suddenly appeared.
The light fades.
In front of Cheng Buzheng, who was standing on the top of a barren mountain, an ancient long sword suddenly appeared.
Storage bags, spirit beast bags, low-grade magic weapons, and other treasures are floating around the long sword.
It looks like there are a lot of spiritual things.
however.
Cheng Buzheng just took a glance and waved his hand.
These treasures floating around the ancient sword disappeared.
Before Cheng Buzheng could make any new move, a chaotic sword light appeared in front of him again.
Another ancient long sword emerged from it!
Standing side by side with the previous long sword.
same.
There are also storage bags and magic weapons of various shapes floating around this sword.
However, it's not over yet.
next interest.
Two more chaotic sword lights suddenly appeared.
There are some low-grade magic weapons and storage bags floating around each long sword!
It stood side by side with two other ancient swords, floating quietly in front of Cheng Buzheng.
Cheng Buzheng took a quick look at the many magic weapons in front of him, and sensed the aura in the origin of the magic weapons...
Then he thought about it silently.
"The number of different auras in the origin of the magic weapon is equal to the number of people!"
"Then there shouldn't be any fish that slip through the net."
After confirmation...
Cheng Buzheng did not check his harvest here. As soon as he thought about it, he emitted invisible power.
The storage bags and magic weapons of various shapes turned into streams of light and sank into his other sleeve.
Immediately.
He pointed a finger into the air.
The four ancient swords floating in front of him suddenly lit up and moved closer to each other.
A moment later, an ancient and noble sword appeared in front of Cheng Buzheng.
Then the complete form of [Chaos Dao Jie Sword] transformed into a chaotic sword light and sank into Cheng Buzheng's body.
"Since we're out in name only, there's no need to go back anytime soon!"
Cheng Buzheng gazed at the sect deep in the Baiyun Mountains and murmured in his heart.
Then his thought changed and his brows slightly frowned.
"But what about the Ancient Sword Sect?"
"Could it be that the Ancient Sword Sect's ancestor doesn't know about his relationship with Ye Han?"
"Otherwise, we should send the invitations in advance."
"never mind!"
"Let's go take a look!"
"If there is a chance, would you also like to send Ye Han off for the last time?"
After a long time.
Only then did Cheng Buzheng withdrew his distant gaze.
Then an idea came to his mind.
A chaotic starlight rose from under his feet, rushed into the sky, and disappeared.
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This day!
Not far from the edge of the Ancient Sword Mountains...
In the ancient [Ancient Sword Immortal City], on a busy street, there was an ordinary-looking cultivator looking around.
It seems like you are looking for something?
Not bad.
This was none other than Cheng Buzheng who had come from the State of Jin.
The current appearance is just a change caused by [Heaven-Covering Transformation].
With such magical powers, let alone the Nascent Soul cultivators?
Even the Supreme God of Incarnation could not see through his disguise.
Therefore, Cheng Buzheng had no doubt that a cultivator in this world could detect something wrong?
suddenly.
He paused, his eyes falling on the ordinary attic in a remote corner at the end of the street.
"Finally found!"
Followed by.
Cheng Bugong took out a hat and put it on his head, then walked straight towards the attic.
Not long after.
He walked out again.
However, under the black veil of his hat, Cheng Buzheng's eyes revealed a hint of loneliness.
He sighed softly and said with regret:
"Hey!"
"I didn't expect that Ye Han had already entered Jianshan more than a month ago!"
"It's a pity that I couldn't see him off for the last time!"
Not bad.
This was exactly the news that Cheng Buzheng bought from the attic.
This attic is also a small intelligence trafficking organization. Although it is small and has weak survival ability, it still has some power in the small area of [Ancient Sword Immortal City].
Some secret and unimportant information within the Ancient Sword Sect can still be purchased from this intelligence agency.
Coincidentally, the information Cheng Buzheng needed was of this type.
He also spent one hundred low-grade spirit stones for this.
This is also the reason why he did not hear any news about the Ancient Sword Sect and Jianshan in this fairy city.
All this was because Ye Han’s funeral was kept secret.
In this regard.
Cheng Buzheng was both surprised and felt it was reasonable.
after all.
The Ancient Sword Sect has lost a powerful figure, and its external deterrent power will inevitably decline.
This is naturally not a good thing for the Ancient Sword Sect.
However, it is no secret that Ye Han died in the Forbidden Sea!
There were too many monks from both races who witnessed it with their own eyes.
and so.
This news could not be concealed any longer.
Given this dilemma, Gu Jianmen’s choice is not difficult to understand.
In the moment of thought.
Cheng Buzheng then figured it all out.
Cheng Buzheng, who was strolling on the street, had no mood to go shopping anymore.
"That's it!"
"Now that Ye Han's funeral is over, it's time to go to the Endless Sea and give the spiritual objects I prepared to my wife."
“Take care of the chores over there at the same time!
After that, you can look for opportunities to break through to the Spiritual Transformation realm with peace of mind."
"But before that, we have to clear up the hidden dangers."
Think of this.
A cold light flashed in Cheng Buzheng's eyes, and at the same time, his steps changed slightly, and he walked directly towards the gate of [Ancient Sword Immortal City].
Not long after.
He crossed the no-fly zone outside the fairy city.
Followed by.
Cheng Buzheng had an idea.
In an instant, a mysterious chaotic starlight rose from under his feet and disappeared into the void.
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(End of this chapter)