"You, you, you, tell me what's going on!" Hearing this news, even the always calm head Liang was shocked and incoherent.

Mu Qingchen on the side just kept muttering: "It's impossible to ......"

"Yes!" The disciple who sent the message carefully told everyone the various news he had heard, from the piles of spirit stones in Muji City, to the two days of chaos in the city, to the crash of a beast ship in the south, and so far no organization has declared responsibility for this incident.

"The body of the martyred monk is parked in Jintai Temple, the third mountain of Hongyun Temple, the sect of the Extreme Spirit Stone in the southern war-torn place, has sent people to Muji City, I heard that Yang Hu, who was rewarded, has disappeared, and the Yang family of Nuoda has been surrounded by people for three layers, that is 20,000 spirit stones!" He finally said, obviously more touched by the news that Lingshi bought Jindan's head.

"Obediently, 20,000 third-order spirit stones, we can't save them in a hundred years......" Elder Liang was also shocked by so many spirit stones.

In fact, with a casual cultivator in the late stage of Qi cultivation, the net income in a year is barely a third-order spirit stone, after all, the Fengliang Sect has its own sect's spiritual fields and shops, including edible spirit valleys, low-level flying swords, and many pills can also be produced by themselves, and even some are sold, how can there be seven or eight hundred and third-order income in a year.

However, a large family of the sect will spend spirit stones when opening the door, and the people of the nearby sect will be in contact, and the disciples' cultivation, the same Dharma tools, storage bags, and Taoist robes will be ...... Miscellaneous flowers, if there are 200 third-order flowers left in a year, it is a good year. If you repair the mountain gate, protect the mountain array, or something, the cost will be even more sea.

What's more, the head of Liang has already built the foundation in the late stage, and the aura on Fengliang Mountain is not enough to advance to the Golden Pill, and when the time comes, if you go to rent the fourth-order spiritual land of the Qinglian Sect to advance, you will need at least three thousand third-order spirit stones, which is another big expense. In addition to the rest of the auxiliary advanced formations, pills, talismans and the like, if you want to be good, there is no top. Those 20,000 third-order spirit stones are unsightly.

Master Liang stabilized his mind and called the disciple who was guarding the mountain gate, "Go and call Elder Luo." He turned his head and asked the disciple who had sent the message, interrupting his fantasy of the spirit stone, "That beast ship has a protective magic circle, who can destroy him?" Are there survivors? ”

"There are already sects that know that their disciples have an accident, gathered in Jintai Temple, according to some rumors, it is the hands of the Shura Sect people who went north, these days, many monks who have returned from Muji City have been robbed by the Shura Sect, but it is the first time that the beast ship has been destroyed."

"Shuraman...... They were the ones who intercepted Yan'er and Elder Yan and their party last time they entered the country. ”

"I heard that several sects in the west and the open sea are going to form a joint law enforcement team to clear the Shura monks, and even the Red Cloud Temple and the Blue Lotus Sect will also participate."

"Hmm......" After Luo Wen, who came in a hurry, understood the matter deeply, he pondered for a while, and said: "First, we want to issue a statement to severely condemn the Shuramen's men for destroying the beast ship and attacking the monks, regardless of whether this incident was done by them or not. Second, it is very likely that the Five Elders are on the beast ship, no matter what the reason, it is imperative that we send someone to check on the situation and take the Five Elders back. ”

"Hmm." Master Liang nodded.

Luo Wenshen's cultivation is second only to Liang Zhangmen in the door, and he is sleek, and he has always been the mastermind that Liang Zhangmen relies on the most. Elder Yan's cultivation is secondary, and before the Fengliang Sect occupied this place, the original monks in this place had the most surnames Yan.

Although after a long period of war, they finally surrendered to the Fengliang Sect, eight hundred years have passed, and the monks surnamed Yan are still the most on Fengliang Mountain, accounting for more than one-third of the Qi cultivators, the monks surnamed Liang account for one-third, and the rest are miscellaneous surnames such as Luo, Mo, and Yu.

Because there were too many monks of the Yan family, the head of Liang quietly handed over the positions of comprador of the far door, the implementation of the mountain gate, the implementation of rituals, the implementation of law enforcement, and the implementation of the shop to the monk surnamed Yan.

In addition, the Yan family also has a foundation-building monk named Yan Siqi, who was trained in the Qinglian Sect with Liang Chengqian, another foundation-building monk of the Liang family, at this time. Ten years ago, the Fengliang Sect suffered a rebellion of scattered cultivation, and the disciples in the sect suffered heavy casualties at that time, and even the old head of the sect was seriously injured and died. In order to stabilize the sect, the head of Liang, as the new head of the sect, once said that he would marry his beloved daughter to the Yan family monks, but he didn't mention it now.

Luo Wenshen said: "Master, I'll take people into Hongyun Temple." ”

Master Liang shook his head and said, "No, Wen Xin is my sister, if I don't see her sooner, I won't be at ease, I'll pick a few powerful Qi cultivators from the door and take them away." Send someone to the Qinglian Sect to call Cheng Qian back and ask him to sit in the mountain gate with you. ”

"Yes."

In fact, there is a sentence that the head of Lang didn't say, after taking over as the head of the house, after a few years passed, the Fengliang Sect gradually stabilized, although it lost the important spirit stone mine, but it could still live. In order to go further, he practiced in retreat, but two years later, his cultivation was still in the late stage of foundation building, and he thought that it was time to try to go out and find an opportunity to form a pill.

"I'm going too!" At this time, Mu Qingchen, who had been silent since just now, suddenly said.

"Don't talk nonsense, you're only in the middle of Qi training, what can you do when you go?"

"Just like the head said, that's my master, if I don't see her sooner, my heart will be uneasy." Those big clear eyes were full of perseverance.

Elder Luo said in his heart: "Then you still keep talking back to her." ”

In the end, it was Liang who made the decision, "Okay." You go pack up and leave tomorrow morning. ”

"Yes! Thank you, boss! Mu Qingchen thanked him and turned out in a dashing manner, leaving only the back of the black ponytail swaying from side to side.

"Then I'll arrange it too." Elder Luo said.

Mu Qingchen returned to his residence, packed up his belongings, and put them in a storage bag. He took out the flying sword he was carrying, the scabbard was as white as snow, and two red silk threads were tied. Exhaled lightly, "Cang" pulled out the sword from the sheath, only to see that the sword body was as crystal as ice and jade, and the surface was cold.

After crossing the threshold of the second order of qi training, the master also took himself to buy the same magic weapon, he is the ice sword double life, and he will never forget the amazement when he saw this sword for the first time, and the master almost emptied his savings for many years for this level of the best flying sword.

The long sword in Mu Qingchen's hand shook and pulled a sword flower, a crisp sword groan, which did not disperse for a long time, closed his eyes, danced slowly, and the cold light like white jade sprinkled into every corner of the room like flowing water, a sword stabbed directly, a sword turned, and chanted in his mouth: "The cold wind is heard, and the wine is flying in the snowy winter." The thick ice has no cracks, and the long sword is cold and condensed. The frost days are short, and the ice springs cut the males and females. The words are like ice beads shattering, the cold light is circulating, a sword is as fast as a sword, and the whole room is only seen with sword light like a group, dancing through flowers.

"Brush" The last sword stabbed out flatly, the sword technique was already proficient, and a cold light flashed in a pair of starry eyes, "Master, I'm here." Suddenly, he turned his head again, looked at the corner of the quilt on the bed, and there was a little black cat curled up there, and said helplessly: "Haven't you woken up?" Why don't you leave it to the little girl of the poet family to take care of for a few days......"

Early the next morning, the two Liang family disciples and the four Yan family disciples selected by the Liang family were in the late stage of Qi training. Together with Mu Qingchen, who had changed into a white tights, a total of eight people, boarded the second-order shuttle inside the door and went to the territory of Hongyun Temple.

……

In the study of the Zhao family in Beiyang City, the fluorite placed on the wall at this time had exhausted its light, and the ground was a mess, covered with yellow and white rune paper, and the rune paper was covered with the difficult and difficult patterns of the people who drew it with cinnabar.

The mystery of Buddhism is as vast as a sea of smoke, which Chen Muzhi, a low-level monk who has not yet started, can understand it casually, although he feels a sense of familiarity, but he doesn't know how to understand it, he can only draw a scoop according to the gourd, and as a result, he can't use spiritual power to draw it.

I drew seven or eight yellow runes in a row, none of them had spiritual power, they were all wasted, and my heart ached, so I could only turn to white rune paper to paint, and three days passed, and there was no improvement at all.

Chen Muzhi sat on the ground, his head covered, his eyebrows twisted together, "What's the matter?" Clearly...... Why can't it be formed? ”

The door opened quietly, and Chen Muzhi didn't notice. Liang Wenxin flashed in, and when he saw him like this, he was so distressed that he couldn't do it. Zhao Ruyi held a bamboo basket in his hand and filled it with some food, carefully avoided the rune paper on the ground, and took it out and came to Chen Muzhi's side, "You eat something first." ”

"Muzhi, isn't it going well?"

Chen Muzhi raised his head, and his eyes were bloodshot: "No matter how I draw, there is no ripple of spiritual power at all, obviously I feel that I can." ”

For drawing talismans, Liang Wenxin is a layman, and Zhao Ruyi doesn't understand it at all, Chen Muzhi picked up the mysterious five-way revelation talisman treasure and muttered: "I feel so bad, I can't touch it." ”

Zhao Ruyi saw that he drilled the tip of the horns, and was a little anxious, trying to divert his mind, and saw a few black jade arrays next to him, and pointed: "What is this?" ”

Chen Muzhi followed her fingers and looked over: "Say, that's the water element defense cover, and there are five ......" His eyes were still a little dull.

Zhao Ruyi said: "Actually, don't worry, when I practiced in the past, I couldn't learn a set of punches at all, and then I learned one move at a time, and I learned one set of tricks at a time." You see that rune treasure is so big, and your rune paper is so small, you can't finish drawing it at all. ”

Chen Muzhi repeated softly in his mouth: "Five...... Wufang ......" heard her words at this time, suddenly raised his head and repeated Zhao Ruyi's words, "Little by little? There was a twinkle in his eyes.

Zhao Ruyi was a little flustered by him, and took half a step back, "Yes, little by little, ......"

"I see! Haha, I got it! Chen Muzhi jumped up in surprise, grabbed Zhao Ruyi's arms, and said happily: "I know!" I know how to draw this talisman! "Eyes sparkle!

Without waiting for Zhao Ruyi to answer, after speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, swept away the rune paper that had been drawn before, took a deep breath, adjusted his mental power to the state, took out a new blank rune paper again, held the rune pen in his hand, and sketched the magic pattern of the five-way revelation rune treasure one by one, it has been nearly a hundred times, and there is no need to stare at the rune treasure, you can remember it in your heart.

On the rune paper, like a mortal brocade, the intertwined magic patterns have just been woven into a bean-sized corner, and there is a "tick" in the dantian, and a trace of aura falls into the rune paper along the end of the pen.

Liang Wenxin smiled with relief, grabbed Zhao Ruyi, who still wanted to say something, waved his fingers, and quietly exited the door. ”