"A fourth-order Qi cultivator still holds a high-level treasure weapon in his hand, but he was consumed by a second-order qi training demon beast for three hours, and the treasure weapon in his hand is invalid for this! Shen Qingyi, if you weren't a disciple of the Spirit Dao Sect's Luohong Palace, or a disciple of Shizun, you would have fallen a long time ago! ”

Lu Jingqing's words were not afraid or strict, and his cold tone made Shen Qingyi's body freeze suddenly.

"I remember that when I was in the sect, the master told you again and again how immortal cultivators should deal with danger, and you nodded and agreed every time! You also say that you have to be strong, you have to try to live? But look at what you look like now! Is this what you want to get stronger? That's what you call living?! ”

Shen Qingyi's hand couldn't help but clench a little.

Looking at Shen Qingyi's appearance, Lu Jingqing was also a little unbearable, but he didn't stop there.

"Shen Qingyi, this is not Mortal City! If you want to be comfortable and want to live an ordinary mortal life, maybe you can stay in the academy in the trapped northern region and be a miscellaneous child, maybe you can live as a mortal for decades! ”

"Since you have come here and chosen this path, you should not give yourself a chance to regret it! Shen Qingyi! This is the Immortal Cultivation Realm! The strong are respected! Survival of the fittest! Your actions may not only have no effect, but they may also put yourself in danger, or even fall! Maybe drag down the people around you! ”

"Have you ever thought that if you go out to practice alone today, without a few of us with you? Or are a few of us weak? Shen Qingyi, have you ever considered the consequences of such an act?! Ever thought about us?! Have you ever thought about the sect?! Have you ever thought about Master?! ”

Shen Qing's whole body couldn't help but tremble.

Lu Jingqing's words fell on her head like a hammer.

Soberly tell her what reality is.

"Pick up your weapons! Even at the last moment, monks should not give up their weapons easily! ”

As soon as Shen Qing lowered his head, the long sword that fell to the ground was already full of cracks, and there were still traces of blood on it that had not dried up.

The surroundings became extremely quiet because of the battle between one person and one demon beast not long ago.

Shen Qingyi closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Trembling, he bent down and picked up his sword.

Looking up again, his eyes slowly became resolute.

Seeing this, several people breathed a sigh of relief, and Lu Jingqing's face also looked better.

Hand Shen Qing a bottle of healing pill.

"Hurry up and pack up, we have delayed too much time along the way, and there is still a tough battle to be fought on the next road."

The high-level Wind Tiger of Qi cultivation is not comparable to these small fish and shrimp.

Shen Qing took the Healing Pill and quickly repaired his injuries under the protection of several people.

On the top of the moon, the forest at night is quiet except for the sound of some unknown insects.

"Rustle!"

The few people who were prostrate on the ground couldn't help but prick up their ears and cheer up their spirits.

Under the hazy moonlight, I saw a gray-black shadow flashing.

Lu Jingqing, who was in front, immediately made a silent gesture to several people, and several of them couldn't help but hold their breath.

And the gray-black shadow was constantly stretched in the moonlit forest, and after a few breaths, a few people saw clearly what the shadow was.

The big black and white guy has a pair of long fangs, and the sharp fangs still glow in the night.

It's a Wind Tiger who exercises Qi and has great perfection!