"I'm sorry, I'm done." I threw the bone in my hand on the ground, licked my fingers, and with a sudden wave of my hand, Dao Qi wrapped the knife in the fat steward's hand, and a strange arc appeared, appearing in my hand.

Behind him, the thin steward's eyes widened, a slit opened in his neck, and his head was broken at shoulder length.

I stood in the wind and snow, looking at the disciples of the Qingyun Sect walking together not far away.

Some people have already dug up a few precious ten-year snow ginseng plants in the medicine basket behind them, while others have unloaded the medicine basket to spy on how much others have dug up.

In the statistics of the Qingyun Sect every month, a few people are missing or die, and most of those people are accidents that occurred during the medicine collection conference, and there are not many people who really fight to the death in the sect.

Therefore, the Qingyun Sect's medicine collection conference was actually a kind of test for the disciples of the outer sect.

In the past two days, I have found out where each of them lived according to the list of the top 10 outside the door, and remembered their faces.

When Elder Hong divided me into Xiong Wanjun's team, in addition to Xiong Wanjun, there were two other masters in the top ten of the outer gate, one was called Nangong Xie and the other was called Qingshi.

Nangong Xie is ranked ninth on the strength list of the outer gate, good at using poison, treacherous and cunning, and is the most unpopular person among the top ten masters of the outer gate, and his strength is in the late stage of the Purple Qi East Realm. Qingshi is ranked third, is a young man with a somewhat melancholy temperament, he carries a scroll on his back all the year round, it is rumored that he is the last descendant of an ancient family, his exercises are extremely strange, and he has not tasted defeat since he started.

And I was following behind Qingshi at this time, wearing a mask that was half black and half hundred.

The young man didn't dig up elixirs along the way, nor did he secretly observe the medicine in other people's medicine baskets, but he stopped from time to time to look at the snow flying in the sky, as if thinking about the past, a little lonely.

For a moment I was thinking about whether to let him go, but he also agreed to join Xiong Wanjun's team and prepare to kill me.

After walking to a snow-covered glacier, Qingshi stopped, and he said in a cold voice: "This Daoist brother followed me all the way, I don't know what it means?" ”

I said, "I'm thinking about killing you." ”

Qingshi turned around, there was no joy or sadness in his eyes, and he said: "There are many people who want to kill me, but in the end they all succeeded. ”

"Then I'm going to try it even more." I said.

Qingshi's eyebrows frowned slightly, his eyebrow bones bulged out, and he was slightly sad, and he asked, "Who are you, why did you come to kill me?" ”

I didn't answer, and I rushed at him with great speed, stabbing him in the heart.

Qingshi didn't dodge or dodge, he was pierced by me, but his expression didn't change at all, I secretly said badly, and quickly lowered my head and rolled to the side, a black light blade slashed behind me, breaking through the ice where I was standing.

I paddled backwards with the ice, and several black blades of light pierced through the ice in order.

Qingshi stood on the snow not far away and looked at me, the scroll behind him fluttered and flew into his hand, there were a total of nine knives on the scroll, eight of which only left traces of knives, and only one splashed knife was left in the scroll.

Qingshi chanted a mantra in his mouth, and the traces of the flying knife in the scroll lit up, only to see that in the ice under my feet, a black trajectory hit, I suddenly kicked the ice and jumped up, eight black arcs of light drilled out of the ice and shot towards me, I suddenly threw the knife in my hand towards Qingshi.

Seeing this, Bluestone hurriedly dodged to the side, and my knife was inserted into the snow.

The eight black arcs that shot at me deviated from their original positions, slashed past me, and flew into the bluestone scroll.

"At first glance, your skill is just entering the qi realm, but I didn't expect to be a master of hidden strength, I thought that one blow could kill you, I underestimated you, but you don't seem to have any decent Dao skills at all, and you will die in my hands after all." Qingshi's face was pale, and he analyzed calmly.

He put the index finger and thumb of his right hand together, put it on his chest, and said something in his mouth, the Taoist robe on his body suddenly agitated, and the whole person instantly grew more than ten times, full of twenty meters high, I was taken aback, I had never heard of such a Taoist technique, obviously only the purple qi came to the late stage of the realm, but it was like a god.

Bluestone stepped towards me, I quickly jumped to the side, the entire ice surface shattered instantly, I frowned, a little incredulous.

Suddenly, I heard a loud wind, and when I looked up, I saw a fist bigger than my body smashing at me, and I threw a punch through it, and with a whoosh, like an arrow offline, was knocked into the snow. Bluestone snorted and punched the snowdrift I was in again, and the snowdrift exploded and scattered in all directions.

Qingshi snorted and said, "I can't help myself." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his face changed drastically, and it was too late to dodge, and a long knife pierced his chest in the snow behind him and flew under the ice.

I jumped out of the water, cold and bone-chilling.

The huge figure covering the surface of the bluestone disappeared, and he was half-kneeling on the ground, blood leaking from the corners of his mouth, and asked, "How did you see it?" ”

"When you used illusion, the qi on your body exposed you, the mosquitoes of the Taoist people are not close, the flying snow does not stick, the snow does not fall on you, and a gap is vacated." I said.

Qingshi said with sad eyes: "I'm not afraid of death, but it's a pity that from now on, the painting technique has been lost." ”

I cut off the head of Qingshi with a knife, and unfolded the scroll in his hand, and there was a mysterious spell written on the back of the scroll, I wanted to burn the scroll, but suddenly it occurred to me that the mystery of the Tao Te Ching of Martial Arts could quickly decipher the most primitive Dao Qi trajectory of any secret book, so I cast the mystery of the comprehension scroll.

The content on this picture scroll is called "Qiankun Painting", which is an ancient, one of the lost Taoist techniques, it is rumored that cultivation to the extreme can be used to virtualize the reality, create all things, the nine flying knives are the natal magic weapon cultivated by Qingshi, but the practitioners of Qiankun Painting are usually too addicted to it, so that they do not pay attention to the refining body, and they are often vulnerable when they encounter real masters, and the painting is dazzling, and once the caster dies, it will be useless, and it will be half a beat slower than other Taoist techniques. So I don't plan to cultivate this kind of Dao technique, but now that I have mastered an ancient technique, it can be regarded as an additional killing method.

Qingshi and Nangong Xie were walking in the same direction when they left Xiong Wanjun's team, so he wasn't too far from here.

I sank the body of bluestone into the glacier and dared to go in the other direction.

At this time, in a snow-blown cedar forest, Nangong Xie Zheng quietly followed a few Qingyun disciples who had picked snow ginseng, and the disciples were led by a pock-faced young man, who was holding a small white mouse in his hand, and the nose of the little mouse was moving, as if he was sniffing something.

Suddenly, the little mouse chirped, and the pock-faced young man was overjoyed, and hurriedly put the mouse on the ground, and the mouse stepped on the snow, sniffed on the ground with the tip of his nose, and then ran under a big tree somewhere.

Everyone followed, and saw that the mouse was circling around a plant with small white flowers, and its little paws were gouging the roots of the plant from time to time, and the pock-faced young man widened his eyes and said, "This shouldn't be the hundred-year-old Snow Ginseng King, right?" ”

When a group of teenagers behind them heard this, their faces were full of joy, and they carefully shoveled the frozen soil around the snow ginseng with a medicine shovel, and in a few moments, they dug up a human-shaped snow ginseng.

"Senior brother, this snow ginseng is about to turn into a human form, will it become a sperm?" A teenager asked innocently.

The pock-faced young man said: "It is rumored that the minimum age of plant refinement is eight hundred years, and it also needs a treasure land with extremely strong aura, this snow mountain can only grow for a hundred years at most, and the snow mountain we found is about eighty years old, and a few classes are also rare treasure medicines, even if they cross the snow mountains and reach the medicine valley, such treasure medicines are rare." ”

As he spoke, the pock-faced young man wrapped the snow ginseng in a red cloth, then handed it to a teenager and said, "This is for you, hide it in your arms, and be careful to be seen." ”

"For me?" The boy asked, a little incredulous.

The other teenagers said: "Senior brother, just take what you gave it, junior brother, he has a spirit mouse, and when we get to the medicine valley, we will definitely find a better treasure medicine." ”

"Hmm!" The young man couldn't hide his excited expression and nodded heavily.

"Let's go." The pock-faced young man spoke, picked up the spirit mouse, and walked forward.

But the young man only walked a few steps and retreated, because Nangong Xie Zheng looked at the spirit mouse in the hands of the pock-faced young man with a greedy face.

The pock-faced young man frowned and asked, "Nangong Evil, what do you want to do?" ”

Nangong Xie said: "What do you say I want to do, hand over the snow ginseng just now, and hand over the spirit seeking mouse to me, and I can let you go." ”

"Don't you forget that we are the same sect, and we are robbing the things of the same sect brothers, if I tell Elder Hong, can you bear it?" The pock-faced youth said.

"No one knows but me, so can't you afford it?" Nangong Evil Jie laughed, his voice like a snake and scorpion.

"What nonsense with this kind of person, let's kill him together." One teenager stepped forward with his sword, and the rest of the teenagers also drew their swords.

The pock-faced young man said: "Nangong Evil, although you are the top ten masters in the outer gate, but there are so many of us, I was already in the realm of purple qi from the east two years ago, and now you are defenseless, so I may not be afraid of you when I move." ”

Nangong Xie said: "Yes, then let's kill me." ”

Several teenagers heard the pock-faced young man say that Nangong Xie was the top ten masters in the outer gate, their eyes became solemn, and they surrounded Nangong Evil, Nangong Xie just had an evil smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be afraid at all.

Suddenly, a teenager raised his sword and stabbed Nangong Evil in the back, Nangong Evil dodged as easily as he had eyes behind his back, he reached out and grabbed the neck of the young man who made the shot, the young man retreated, a few wisps of blood appeared on his neck, and the rest of the teenagers also took out their swords and slashed at Nangong Evil, Nangong Evil was surrounded by Dao Qi, pushing one of the teenagers away, and the rest of the people's swords immediately stabbed him in the chest, Nangong Evil hid backwards, hiding behind a cedar, the young man chased after him, and did not see a figure.

"Hmph, let this coward run away." A teenager said triumphantly.

Suddenly, all the teenagers felt that their necks were cold, as if they had been licked by something, they turned around, and saw Nangong Xie's tongue withdrawn, his tongue was five or six meters long, like a snake thrown in the air, and the teenagers only felt that their scalps were numb, and goosebumps stood on their bodies.

"You pervert!" A good-looking teenager scolded angrily.

Nangong Xie laughed, and suddenly his tongue rolled towards the neck of the numb-faced young man like a swimming snake, pulling him towards himself instantly, and the medicine shovel in the pock-faced young man's hand slashed at Nangong Xie's tongue, Nangong Xie immediately retracted his tongue and slapped his palm on the chest of the numb-faced youth.

The pock-faced young man's face was resentful, he would pinch the Dao formula, chant a mantra in his mouth, condense the Dao Qi in the palm of his hand, the snowflakes were flying, and his Dao robe was windless, but the pock-faced young man suddenly coughed and spit blood.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you!" The young man known as the little junior brother asked while holding the pock-faced young man.

The pock-faced young man pushed the boy away, he touched his neck, only felt itchy and uncomfortable, and his palms were also black, and the rest of the teenagers who had been licked the back of their necks also had nosebleeds, and their whole bodies were paralyzed, their eyes widened, and they were extremely resentful.

The pock-faced young man handed the spirit mouse to the young man and told him to run quickly, the young man grabbed the spirit mouse and ran out of the mountains and forests, Nangong Xie's tongue slammed through his skull, and the young man lay straight on the ground, dying on the spot.

Nangong Evil smiled wickedly at the corner of his mouth, and took out the snow ginseng and spirit seeking mouse in the young man's arms, he suddenly felt that there was something wrong behind him, and said coldly: "Who! ”

With a thud, his tongue shot through the flying snow towards my face, and I stood next to a cedar with a black and white mask and raised my hand to grab his tongue.

The tip of Nangong Xie's tongue suddenly stretched out, and he lifted my mask, and he saw my face.

I slashed his tongue off with a knife, Nangong Xie screamed, and his tongue retracted into his mouth, leaving only half of it.

"Yang Hao, I have no grievances with you, why do you want to kill me?" Nangong Xie asked incoherently.

I said, "They have no grievances with you, and I have no grievances with you before I disappear from the ranks of the Xiong Wanjun. ”

"Killing you means Elder Hong, I don't plan to kill you." Nangong Xie said.

I snorted, and my fist was full of anger, but Nangong Evil's eyes showed a subtle sneer, my fist was covered with a layer of yellow light, and with a punch, Nangong Evil flew out.

Nangong Xie opened his eyes wide in disbelief and said, "If you have been poisoned by me, why can you still use the Dao technique and be unharmed?" ”

The Colorful Human Pill left by the medicine king Sun Simiao is not invasive, so the poison of Nangong Evil did not hurt me at all, he was hit by my splitting mountain trick, and the bones on his body were broken.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Nangong Evil just walked over to him silently, and said with horror in his eyes: "Don't kill me, I'm actually not a member of the Qingyun Sect, we can cooperate, I'm the young sect leader of the Divine Snake Sect, don't kill me!" ”

"Snake Cult?" Seeing that I stopped, Nangong Evil nodded hurriedly.

"Then I'm going to kill even more!" I slammed Nangong Xie's head into the mud and snow with one punch, his head became as flat as a cake, and the spirit seeking mouse in his hand was finally pinched to death by him before he died.

I took the ginseng wrapped in red cloth away, and really found a copy of the "Spirit Snake Poison Gong" of the Divine Snake Sect in Nangong Xie's arms.

I picked up the mask on the ground, and without a moment's pause, rushed to the other side of the snowy mountain.