Meng Qi's eyes flashed with a little different color, looking at the nest of the "hundred-legged oolong", motionless, waiting patiently. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Until dawn approached, the "Hundred-Foot Oolong" had come out to inspect three times, plus the first time, it had been four times. It's just that the last time has been two hours since now, and there is still no movement.

Meng Qi calculated in his heart, but he still didn't make any moves, and he felt that the hundred-legged oolong should come out to inspect before dawn.

As Meng Qi expected, it didn't take long for the hundred-footed oolong to come out of the cave again. This time, the hundred-legged oolong did not pay any attention to the surroundings, but instead inhabited in the oolong grass, raised his head, opened his mouth wide, and spit out bursts of black gas towards the oolong grass.

As soon as the black gas came out, it would be absorbed by the oolong grass, and in this way, the hundred-legged oolong spit out more than ten mouthfuls of black gas before it stopped, and the hundred-legged oolong breath at this time was a little aggrieved, lying there motionless.

It took a stick of incense for the oolong grass to absorb all the black gas, and then Meng Qi was surprised to see a drop of black thick water appear from the head of the grass, the size of a dewdrop, flashing with a dark light.

The hundred-legged oolong's small eyes flashed with crystal light, and greedily poured a drop of black concentrated water into the bloody mouth, looking extremely satisfied, and the two long feet in front of his chest actually beat his chest several times before he returned to the cave again satisfied.

It seems that the hundred-foot oolong cultivates the oolong grass with its own essence, and then cultivates itself with the essence of the oolong grass. Meng Qi's eyes were cloudy, and after a long time, he slowly emerged from the thorn bushes. Grasp the protrusion on the cliff and climb towards the steep wall.

Meng Qi climbed extremely carefully with every step, stopping for a long time.

The steep wall of just seven or eight meters took Meng Qi half an hour to stand in front of the oolong grass.

At this time, the sky was already bright, the dense fog in the mountains and forests was rolling, and the aura was extremely majestic, if it weren't for the threat of the hundred-legged oolong, Meng Qi would have wanted to meditate here.

No wonder cultivators say that early morning is the best time to cultivate.

Taking out the task scroll from the cloth bag, Meng Qibi looked at the appearance of the oolong grass, and only after realizing that there was nothing wrong did he take a deep look at the cave, and looked at the oolong grass with extreme caution.

More than ten oolong grasses on this side may have just absorbed the mist spit out by the hundred-legged oolong, and the blades of the grass with a long ring ruler are stretched to the extreme, but there are only two or three leaves on an oolong grass at most, and the largest is only thirty years in terms of one leaf in ten years.

Meng Qi thought about it, searched for the oolong grass before grabbing the two plants, injected spiritual power into his hand, and gently pulled the oolong grass out of the mountain wall. Both of them are 10-year-old oolong grasses, with only a slender blade of grass except for a straight rhizome.

It is basically the same as described in that task.

That should do the trick. Meng Qi nodded, not greedy for the rest of the oolong grass. After all, there is a close relationship between the hundred-foot oolong and the oolong grass, Meng Qi doesn't know if there will be any accidents if he takes more, and the task does not say that the more oolong grass he retrieves will be rewarded, so there is no need to take that risk.

Carefully putting the oolong grass into the cloth bag, Meng Qi took a deep look at the cave on the steep mountain wall, and walked down the mountain with palpitations.

"Truly, I'm the arrogant person who dares to rob me of the treasure Song Yu, it turns out that I'm just a kid at the first level of qi refining."

As soon as he arrived at the bottom of the peak, a dangerous aura suddenly appeared in Meng Qi's heart, and his heart sank, looking not far away.

There stood a young man in a pale blue robe. The young man's face was sinister, and his eagle-like eyes looked at Meng Qi with playfulness.

Meng Qi's heart tightened, knowing that this should be the one who arrived first.

I didn't expect that even if I was so careful, I still left traces. Meng Qi felt a trace of bitterness in his heart, and smiled at the young man: "It turns out that the road up the mountain was opened by the senior brother, but I picked up a ready-made one below. ”

As he spoke, Meng Qi didn't dare to be careless at all, and secretly injected spiritual power into the small ding.

"Hmph, since you know that I opened the way, then hand over what you have obtained. Otherwise, today Song will only be able to kill people and seize treasures. Song Yu looked at Meng Qi, his words indifferent and full of disdain.

Meng Qi was shocked in his heart, and then a wave of anger appeared, and he secretly injected spiritual power into the small ding, with a straight expression, and said: "This senior brother, I just picked a few oolong grasses on the mountain peak, how can I say that the treasures are all handed over to the senior brother." The words of murder are serious. ”

"Oolong grass?" The young man was stunned for a moment, and then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "You dare to be sloppy with someone Song, I repeat, hand over what you get, otherwise... Die. ”

"I really don't know what kind of treasure it is, if my senior brother doesn't believe it, I'll take it out for you to see." Meng Qi took out the two oolong grasses from the cloth bag and put them in front of the young man's eyes with a slight reluctance.

The young man just glanced at the oolong grass and snorted coldly, staring at the cloth bag on Meng Qi's waist and said, "Don't say that Song won't give you a chance, obediently put down the cloth bag and get out." ”

Meng Qi felt an instinct of anger rushing above his head. Even if the other party's cultivation is higher than him, he is inseparable from the word killing, even if the clay man is still a little angry.

Although the cloth bag is empty now, it is a reward for his promotion to the outer gate, and if he loses it, he will not give it again, he is very precious.

"What, want to resist? Tell you, this place is far away from Qianxiu Peak, even if it kills you, no one will know. Song Yu looked at Meng Qi indifferently, and as soon as he slapped the bag, a silver light sword immediately floated in the air, pointing directly at Meng Qi.

The corners of Meng Qi's eyes twitched, so much that he didn't expect the other party to dare to kill without saying a word. Immediately rolled, Kankan dodged the attack of the flying sword, but the sword qi still cut a hole in his chest, and blood flowed out of that hole instantly.

"A junior at the first level of Qi refining, he really can't even resist the might of Song's sword." Song Yu succeeded in his blow, laughed contemptuously twice, recalled the sword back into his hand, and said ruthlessly: "Tell you, Song is already at the peak of the second layer of qi refining, and he is only one step away from entering the third layer of qi refining, and in the future, this Qianxiu Peak will have a place for me." ”

"If you don't hand over the cloth bag, the next sword Song will not be so polite."

"You... The same disciple of the Daoyuan Sect, you dare to kill your fellow sect indiscriminately, aren't you afraid of the rules of the Daoyuan Sect? Meng Qi glanced at the wound on his chest, and a fierce touch appeared in his eyes, and he scolded.

"Rules?" Song Yu glanced at Meng Qi with a strange expression, smiled and said, "Don't say that you will kill a junior at the first level of Qi refining in this wilderness, even if you are there to connect with the peak, no one will stop Song if he wants to kill you." ”

Before Song Yu finished speaking, he slapped his hand, and the flying sword instantly slashed at Meng Qi's head in the sky like a shock, and the speed of this sword increased sharply compared to just now.

At the last moment, there is no room for deep thought.

"Damn, fight." A ruthlessness flashed in Meng Qi's eyes, and as soon as his heart moved, the little ding suddenly became bigger, flew out of his chest, and collided with the flying sword.

"Bang!"

There was a crisp sound, and in Song Yu's exclamation, the flying sword broke in response.

Xiao Ding floated in the air, spinning and unscathed.

After a round, the high and low opinions are enough to see Xiaoding's extraordinary.

"Spiritual weapons?" Song Yuben's shocked face suddenly turned into a wild laugh: "I didn't expect that a little guy at the first level of qi refining actually had a spiritual weapon on his body. It's really a creation sent from heaven. Boy, suffer death. ”

Song Yu shouted angrily, grabbed his palm towards Meng Qi, and a majestic force suddenly turned into a huge palm and grabbed Meng Qi's neck.

"Spells?" Meng Qi felt bitter in his heart, so he could only turn his spiritual power to protect the little ding in front of his chest.

"Haha. Boy, you've been fooled. The giant hand transformed into spiritual power grabbed Xiao Ding in his hand, and it arrived in Song Yu's hands in a roundabout.

"Sure enough, it's a spiritual artifact." Song Yu held Xiao Ding in his hand, his eyes showed a look of surprise, and said: "Such a spiritual object, isn't it a treasure in your hands, Song will wait for you to accept it." And you, without the protection of the spiritual weapon, can go down to the Yellow Spring. ”

Meng Qi's face was pale, and a touch of unwillingness appeared on his face, he didn't expect Song Yu to be so cunning and snatch his only reliance into his hands.

Now, he is bare-handed, and his cultivation is invincible to the other party, and he will die for life.

However, he was not the kind of person who was appointed, his spiritual power was scattered, turning into a circle of gangqi, spread all over his body, staring at Song Yu, but the rest of his eyes were looking at the mountain peaks behind him.

"I still want to resist, to die."

Suddenly, a trace of fierceness flashed on Song Yu's face, and with a slap of the cloth bag on his waist, another flying sword suddenly came out.

This flying sword is also mortal, but it is more powerful than the one that broke just now.

In the blink of an eye, with a hoctic sound, it slashed at Meng Qi's chest.

Meng Qi felt a sharp force fall on his chest, like a giant hammer falling, his throat was fishy, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out.

With one blow, he was seriously injured. Blood spurted down, Meng Qi felt that his body was as sore as if it was falling apart, and the flying sword attack was unabated, and it was another volley, aiming at Meng Qi's head.

"It's going to kill you." Meng Qi smiled bitterly, and just wanted to dodge, but saw that Xiao Ding suddenly changed a little.

The monster that was originally covered on it actually flew out from the small ding, turned into a big beast, and swallowed it into the stomach with a bloody mouth, and then returned to the small ding.

The whole process, but in an instant, Song Yu disappeared completely without even letting out an exclamation. The flying sword was not dominated by Song Yu's spiritual power, and it stopped an inch away from Meng Qi's head and landed on the ground.

"This..."Meng Qi suffered from palpitations for the rest of his life, and he was covered in cold sweat, looking at the little ding, revealing a look of surprise.

It's just that before the surprise fell, Meng Qi's mouth opened wide.

I saw that there was an extra blood-colored pill the size of a thumb in the small ding. It was the same as the dark green pill at the beginning, but this blood-colored pill was filled with a bloody aura, which made Meng Qi frown.