When Cui Qingfan saw the black beans on the ground, he was stunned in his heart, and immediately secretly said that it was not good.

Without thinking, he put his hands together, and the figure above his head immediately dispersed, rotating around the top of his head and around his body.

A layer of earthy yellow shimmer quickly flowed down from the five small bone sticks placed horizontally above Cui Qingfan's head, connecting with the eight figures around his body, enveloping into a light mask. The light mask extended directly to Cui Qingfan's feet, wrapping him entirely.

Cui Qingfan used all his strength to urge his natal artifact to the limit, and the closed light mask emitted a subtle humming sound, sending out a powerful repulsion force in all directions, even making Cui Qingfan's feet half an inch off the ground, suspended above the scattered black beans. But to his surprise, the imaginary fierce surprise did not appear, and the few black beans were still lying quietly at his feet.

Cui Qingfan didn't dare to relax at all, adjusted the repulsion of the light mask, and cautiously drifted more than ten meters diagonally, taking Elder Ren and the situation behind him into his eyes.

Elder Zheng was still sitting in his seat, and it seemed that he had not yet been able to dissolve the medicinal power, and there was only one Elder Jing behind him just now.

Elder Jing lowered his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and stood with his hands behind his back, looking as if he was standing and napping, but there was a strange-shaped pot about a foot tall on his side, which was dull in color, like ancient sandalwood.

This potula has a rounded belly and a curved neck, and the ampulla is gourd-shaped, and is decorated with serpentine grass on all sides. Is the lid a three-eyed? Bird, the beak holds a Ganoderma lucidum, the mushroom lid is just the spout buckle, the tail of the bird is connected with the handle of the pot with a chain link, and the handle of the pot is a curved snake.

The long pot shrank slightly as if it was breathing, and after a few breaths, it suddenly spewed out a handful of small particles of different colors. The small particles did not fly very high and were immediately scattered.

With the sound of a grain of rice falling to the ground, red, green, yellow, and black small particles rolled down all over the ground, and a few grains fell to Cui Qingfan's feet, all of which were miscellaneous grains such as corn and mung beans.

Cui Qingfan's eyes froze, and he retreated a few meters to avoid it, but only then did he notice that these miscellaneous grain seeds on the periphery of Shengxiantai were already scattered everywhere.

Cui Qingfan suddenly felt a little painful, although Elder Jing didn't make a direct move, but the current situation made him feel more headache than him and Elder Ren joining forces to attack.

What he had just unleashed was the strongest change he could use in this realm, even if it was attacked by three masters of the same level, it could resist for a while, which could be regarded as the top talisman secret method.

Although the secret method is good, it will be lost if it is kept for a long time, just supporting the light mask like this, waiting for Elder Ren and Elder Jing to fight is not a way, not to mention that when Elder Zheng dissipates the medicinal power or Master Ning recovers, he will inevitably be defeated.

However, looking at those seeds that had already covered a small half of the Ascension Immortal Terrace, he really didn't dare to rashly remove the light mask.

When Elder Jing traveled the world in his early years, Cui Qingfan was still young. After Cui Qingfan entered adulthood, Elder Jing had already retired from the door because of a regretful incident. Although almost no one in this generation of disciples has seen Elder Jing make a move, the natal artifact he used, the Jiwang Pot, was a prestigious inheritance artifact in the sect.

Those multigrain seeds that squirted out of the pot looked ordinary, but in fact, they had their own wonderful uses, and as far as Cui Qingfan knew, he was already quite jealous.

Cui Qingfan withdrew a few meters again, avoiding those seeds, and Elder Jing did not stop him, still sprinkling the seeds unhurriedly, and he had the strength to not stop until he filled the Ascension Immortal Terrace.

Elder Jing looked as steady as Mount Tai, but his heart was hanging in the air. He also saw Cui Qingfan's use of the potion just now.

Cui Qingfan's skills in his heyday were between Elder Zheng and Elder Zheng, but because of the artifact of the exercises, the fight between life and death was not as good as Elder Ren, who was nearly thirty years younger than him. But after inhaling that strange potion, his power skyrocketed to the point that even the head of Ning couldn't catch a blow.

Therefore, Elder Jing didn't sneak attack with Elder Ren just now, anyway, if Elder Ren gathered momentum, he wouldn't be able to hurt him Cui Qingfan with one blow, and his own effect would be limited.

Others only said that he had been shrinking into the door to raise yuan and prolong his life, and he still wanted to retain most of his strength. Only the head of the Ning sect and Elder Ren knew that he had secretly eliminated hidden dangers for the sect in the past ten years, and had been injured several times, but now he only relied on secret medicine to maintain his qi and blood so that he would not completely decay, and he could not even exert fifty percent of his strength.

Fortunately, Cui Qingfan didn't know about his situation, so Elder Jing wanted to take advantage of Cui Qingfan's suspicious personality to delay some time, because any potion that could greatly improve his strength in a short period of time would definitely not be too long, and most of them would have serious side effects.

The longer the time drags on, the more beneficial it will be for them, and after a while, when the effect of the medicine wears off, Elder Ren alone will be able to hold Cui Qingfan down steadily.

Of course, Elder Jing would not pin all his hopes on the stupidity of the enemy, the seeds planted just now were carefully calculated, and Elder Jing thought to himself that if Cui Qingfan took a risk, he would be able to help Elder Ren survive a few rounds by relying on the first move.

Cui Qingfan didn't know Elder Jing's calculations, and Elder Jing didn't know that Cui Qingfan hadn't worried about the time of the medicine at all.

He had always been wary of the forbidden drugs that those people gave for free. Although it was forced to be used, only a few were actually inhaled into the respiratory tract and absorbed into the bloodstream. Most of the medicinal powder was wrapped in his aura and hidden in his nasal cavity, which could be inhaled little by little at any time, maintaining this state.

What Cui Qingfan is worried about now is that if Elder Zheng recovers completely after a while, I'm afraid it will be difficult to say that one enemy and three enemies will not be able to say. What's more, after Fang Yu completed the psychic ceremony, Master Ning didn't have the drag of the spirit array, maybe he could make another move, then he was afraid that he would have no chance of winning.

Cui Qingfan looked at Elder Ren, who was obviously regaining momentum, and was still hesitant in his heart. According to the previous calculations, today should have been foolproof, but he didn't want accidents to happen frequently, making him the most unwilling to face it.

The Dao veins inherited by Cui Qingfan are quite different from the other Dao veins in Dongtian, and the Fa he cultivates is proficient in change, but he is not good at head-on confrontation. And he has been a little bullying since he was a child, and as he grew older, he saw that those elders in the door who should have enjoyed immortality fell in the troubled times one after another, so he cherished his life more and more, and was unwilling to fight to the death.

When choosing a natal artifact for the psychic ceremony, he did not use several spiritual objects that his father had prepared for him that were in line with the Dharma of his descendants, but unexpectedly chose a set of spiritual objects obtained by the ancestors of the sect - the spirit bone calculation.

This set of calculations is said to be made from the bones of the legendary mythical beast Ryoma, which is composed of nine true bones and sixty-four shadow bones, and is a rare combination of spiritual objects. After the psychic ritual, the natal artifact converted from this set of spiritual objects does not have the ability to attack the enemy and protect the law, but it retains the wonderful use of calculating all things and simulating all things.

Cui Qingfan's choice of this special set of natal artifacts is to be a wise man who strategizes and decides thousands of miles away, avoiding head-on combat while satisfying his ambition and desire to control everything. It's a pity that he overestimated his talent, although he also worked mathematics, but he was still far from the realm of the temple and the world.

However, when he was young, Cui Qingfan still had a lot of ideas, and he forcibly combined the exercises of the Dao vein with the strange artifact of arithmetic chips, and explored dozens of different changes through the evolution of the Hetuluo Book and the Nine Palaces Bagua, and created a set of magical tactics with a strange style in a unique way.

Although the attack ability of this set of tactics is not strong, when fighting with the various sects of the same generation and the elite children of the family at that time, no matter how strong or weak the opponent is, it is five or five.

Because in the face of the strong, few people can hurt him if he blindly defends and dodges, and Leng Buding will suffer in front of his various unexpected and strange abilities. Similarly, when encountering someone weaker than him, although he will have the upper hand, he lacks the ability to make a final decision, and he is unwilling to take risks, and he often can't help his opponent.

Cui Qingfan had such a special fighting style that he was once rumored to be a joke among his peers, and the good deeds also gave him the nickname of "Immortal Real Man".

Later, the sect was in trouble, he was punished for making mistakes, and he escaped the catastrophe perfectly, and through his father Yu Ze successfully became an elder, which made his ambition swell, and he had ideas that he didn't dare to have in the past.

He has always been hiding behind the scenes before, so he is naturally fearless. But today, when Tu Poor Dagger saw that he was about to go to the front desk, his unwillingness to risk his life came out again.

He knew that if he fought hard now, he might still have a chance to win, but that was really not his style. It is also an option to give up and turn around and leave immediately, with the help of the power of the forbidden medicine, Elder Ren and Elder Jing will definitely not be able to stop themselves when they join forces. But he has been planning for many years to have today's opportunity, and at this time, if he retires and gives up, he will inevitably become a lost dog. Even if he relies on the back road arranged in secret, he can still enjoy wealth abroad, but his own path is completely broken.

Cui Qingfan was unable to make a decision in his heart for a while, and after such a hesitation, Elder Ren had finished his momentum, shook the dragon head ice spear in his hand, and his figure disappeared in a flash, and the next moment he appeared in front of Cui Qingfan and stabbed with a spear.

As soon as Elder Ren moved, Cui Qingfan immediately felt his scalp tingle, his heart was slightly cold, and he couldn't think about it anymore, so he hurriedly urged the figure on his side to avoid it. Unexpectedly, several pea seedlings popped out of the ground in the left, right, and back directions, growing rapidly and intertwining into a net, blocking his retreat. At the same time, a few bitter gourd seeds exploded not far away, and a layer of ice spread silently in the direction of Cui Qingfan.

Cui Qingfan was in a hurry, so he had to push forward with all his strength, the figure around his body moved forward, and the light mask of his body bulged forward, and the earthy yellow light was flourishing, and even gave birth to a metallic luster.

The blue tip of the spear was mixed with cyan thunder light and pierced the light mask, and a series of subtle crackling sounds came, and the light mask on the front was recessed by more than half a foot, only a few inches away from Cui Qingfan's heart. However, the head of the dragon head spear was all annihilated, and the remaining spear was held in the dragon claw of Elder Ren's Binglin.

The blow was fruitless, Elder Ren's eyes did not change, he twisted his waist lightly and turned around, slid to the side like a ghost along the layer of ice condensed by the bitter gourd seeds on the ground, and waved the gun in his hand to the side. The scales on the dragon's claws flowed to the front end like life, converging into a giant dragon scale blade and slashing at Cui Qingfan.

Those pea rattan nets that had blocked Cui Qingfan's back road just now were also instantly twisted into a thick rattan stick and smashed from the other direction.

Cui Qingfan's hands were closed, the whole person shrunk into a ball, nine figures were scattered, the nine palaces turned to gossip, the bone sticks were divided into two groups, and the top and bottom of the Kun showed the hexagram of "earth fire and Mingyi". After a flash, the light of the talisman mask immediately became dim, turning into a shadow-like gray, and Cui Qingfan's figure immediately darkened and shrunk.

The dragonscale blade struck the gray shield of light, passing through without hindrance, slicing the pea vine stick that had been whipped at the same time into two pieces. In a clearing not far away, a shadow rose from the ground and condensed to reveal Cui Qingfan's appearance.

As soon as Cui Qingfan appeared, dozens of small bone sticks flew out of his arms, forming different shapes around his body. The bony sticks in the position just now turned into white ash and fell.

His combination artifact relied on the nine True Bones to manipulate the Shadow Bones, and as long as he provided the Nine True Bones with aura, he could continuously derive new Shadow Bones for him to use. Therefore, as long as the nine true bones are protected, the shadow bones can be squandered at will, and they are not at all afraid of being damaged like ordinary natal artifacts.

The joint blow was skillfully dodged by Cui Qingfan, and the aura on Elder Ren's body did not fall but rose, and with a flick of his hand, the dragon scale giant blade turned into a nine-headed long whip and rolled towards Cui Qingfan from all directions.

Cui Qingfan opened the light shield again, blocked the nine ice blade whips, and hurriedly glanced in the direction of the spirit array. There was not much left of the five-colored spirit tide above the spirit array, and the psychic ritual was about to be completed.

Cui Qingfan was a little anxious at this time, gritted his teeth and inhaled some powder wrapped in spiritual energy in his nose, and some bone sticks around his body immediately copied and differentiated. In addition to maintaining the light mask and resisting Elder Ren's continuous whipping, the extra bone rods once again formed a set of Nine Palace Vertical and Horizontal Diagrams.

The nine patterns composed of the bone rod shifted and transformed, and the light mask outside Cui Qingfan's body suddenly expanded and exploded, and then Cui Qingfan disappeared, and fifteen phantoms flew away in different directions.

Some of these phantoms flew towards the entrance of Shengxiantai, some flew towards those inner disciples who fell to the ground, and some flew towards Ning Zhangmen, Elder Jing, Elder Ren, and Elder Zheng.

With a wave of his hand, Elder Ren smashed the phantom that was rushing towards him, and looked at Elder Jing with an expressionless face. Elder Jing flicked his fingers unhurriedly, and the black beans scattered around Shengxiantai burst one after another, and clusters of green mist filled the air, and as soon as those phantoms encountered the green mist, they were like being splashed with sulfuric acid, and they were quickly dissolved.

The fourteen phantoms were quickly dissolved by the green mist, but Cui Qingfan was nowhere to be seen.

Elder Jing frowned slightly, his ten fingers flicked in unison, the millet on the ground instantly sprouted, branches and ears, and the golden ears of grain suppressed evil spirits, and under a piece of golden light, a shadow that slowly flowed towards the spirit array was reflected.

Elder Ren stomped his feet, his figure rose from the ground, and the nine ice whips in his hand were folded, transforming into a giant axe wrapped in wind and snow and slashing towards the sneaky shadow.

Faced with the giant axe that fell from the sky, Cui Qingfan hurriedly turned the void into reality and avoided this blow with the technique of Nine Palace Shifting.

His calculations were once again recognized, and Cui Qingfan finally decided to retreat.

When he tried to escape again through continuous movement, eight pillars of fire fell from the sky, blocking the movement around him, and in the firelight, Elder Zheng waved his sleeves with an angry face, obviously the medicinal power on his body had been completely refined.

Cui Qingfan was really panicked now, in terms of profound skills and fierce killing methods, Elder Zheng was still above the incumbent elders, and the three elders joined forces to be afraid of more than one auspicious.

Although Cui Qingfan spared his life, he couldn't take care of it too much at this time, took a long breath, and inhaled all the remaining forbidden drug powders into his body.

"Boom... Boom... Boom..."

A heartbeat like a drum came, and Cui Qingfan's figure suddenly rose half a foot, the hair on his head fell, his eyes were red, and his face was as white as jade.

Huge energy is flooded in the body, and it is still increasing with time, Cui Qingfan feels like a skin bag that is constantly filled with water, if he doesn't pour out a little, he is afraid that it will be broken in a while.

Seeing Cui Qingfan's mutation shocked Elder Jing's heart, and before he could say anything to remind him, Elder Ren and Elder Zheng surrounded and killed him again.

Elder Zheng brandished a three-strand fork wrapped around pure white flames and rushed towards Cui Qingfan head-on. Elder Ren turned the weapon in his hand into two ice swords and killed them from behind.

Cui Qingfan stared at the red eyes, looking at the fire fork that was getting closer and closer, and suddenly felt unusually quiet in his heart, without the panic just now.

"It's so weak"

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he grabbed the three-strand fork in his hand, and the flames on the three-strand fork rose from time to time, conjuring up the form of a fire crow, a fire leopard and other beasts to try to attack. Cui Qingfan blew softly, and the flames on the three forks were immediately extinguished, revealing the silver-white fork body.

Elder Ren's twin swords also fell on Cui Qingfan at this time, cutting through his robe, blocked by a layer of pale red glow.

Cui Qingfan pinched the three-strand fork like a toothpick, and threw it behind him with Elder Zheng, Elder Ren's face was like a thousand years of cold ice also showed a look of consternation, and he hurriedly made a defensive move, and was hit out by Lian Ren with a sword, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, drawing a blood rainbow in the air.

Cui Qingfan disdainfully dropped the three-strand fork in his hand, and although Elder Zheng still held the fork handle tightly, he had already been stunned.

Cui Qingfan's eyes were fixed on Master Ning, who was sitting cross-legged in the spirit array to breathe, and walked slowly but firmly towards the spirit array.

Elder Jing hesitated, sighed secretly, and his body moved, blocking between Cui Qingfan and the Spirit Array.

Cui Qingfan continued to walk forward as if he didn't see him. Elder Jing took a deep breath, and the Jiwang pot was reversed, and countless seeds poured out. But as soon as each seed entered Cui Qingfan's body, it was immediately dyed with a layer of red glow, and it quickly dried up and withered.

Elder Jing was horrified in his heart, and when he was waiting for him to put away the Jiwang pot, Cui Qingfan slapped it casually, and with a miserable scream, he slapped him to the ground with the pot like a mosquito, and he didn't know how many bones were broken.

Master Ning stopped breathing, opened his eyes, and looked gloomy.

At this time, there was a crisp sound in the spirit array, and the spiritual pressure that was silently whistling just now suddenly disappeared. It turned out that the five-color spirit tide had been completely absorbed by the steamer in Fang Yu's hand.

The psychic ritual is over.

Walker Meow: I originally wanted to write it yesterday, but my family was delayed in being discharged from the hospital. Immediately after that, I received a notice to urgently prepare a consultation material for the higher-level leaders, and it was not until this morning that the matter was completed. In the afternoon, I slept until more than five o'clock, dizzy and swollen, and I guess I had a cold. I started writing after dinner in the evening, and it turned out to be Kavin. What makes me most angry is that I was scheduled to kill a certain villain tonight, but I had a feeling of seeing a ghost, and after 5,000 words, he was still strong. Am I possessed by characters from another world?

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