Therefore, in terms of travel, the experience of the monks of the sect is not as good as that of casual cultivation.

Hearing Yu Dagang's sigh, Yun Zhanyi could only smile faintly, everything was silent.

By the way, I hid the "Small Loose Cultivation Travel Guide" that I just bought from the stall yesterday.

Experience? What experience?

She was carried into the sect when she was a child, and when the sect came out of the disaster, she was already in the fifth grade, and then she hid in the secret realm for a few years, and only after cultivating to the fourth grade did she come out to walk the rivers and lakes.

Four-grade sword cultivation, what kind of concept is that.

That's the concept of knowing how to do swordsmanship.

From Jichuan County to the next county seat, it takes several days to walk, and the sword art only takes half a pillar of incense!

It can only be said that with the progress of society, the increase in the number of monks, and the activity of mortals, it is really possible to buy any experience directly.

What others have summarized, she has learned, it is equivalent to hers, and it is always right to do it!

If it's wrong, just fix it!

Although he was going to travel today, Yun Zhanyi still did not exempt the apprentices from cultivating their swords, but shortened the time a little, plus procurement, and finally rushed to the road before the end of the morning.

……

Somewhere in the mountains.

In a cave.

The stone walls are carved with vine patterns, like tiny ditches, from top to bottom, everywhere.

Every time the Purple Monk entered this cave, he would subconsciously hold his breath.

No matter how long it took, she couldn't get used to the smell of blood.

Although she and Yulian Zhenren are both emotional cultivators, their inferior emotional cultivation is just playing with other people's bodies and minds, but they are not as bloodthirsty as ruthless Dao.

"Real people." When only the eighth-rank Purple Cultivator was opposite the second-rank Yulian Zhenren, he didn't even dare to raise his head, "The people are already ready." ”

Lotus is a flower species with a low aroma.

Perhaps in order to cover the bloody qi, the lotus fragrance on Yulian Zhenren's body is always so strong that it makes people dizzy.

"Bring it on."

The purple monk raised her chin, and the mortals she controlled were like puppet versions of manipulated, and walked into the cave one by one in an orderly manner.

Yulian Zhenren glanced at it and frowned: "How can there be girls." ”

She stood up, her voice full of displeasure: "Didn't I say that only men are required for sacrifices?" ”

Monk Purple Tree paused: "There are not a few people left in the nearby villages......"

"Then look further away!" Yulian Zhenren only raised her wrist, and the girls in the sacrifice disappeared without a trace.

The Purple Monk knew that these girls had all entered the illusion of the Jade Lotus True Person, and when their condition was better, they would be washed away from their memories and sent back to a distant town.

I don't understand.

It's all killing and blood-drawing practices, what's the difference between men and women?

Wouldn't it be more moral to kill the woman, or would it be more able to convince Yulian Zhenren herself?

Monk Purple only felt a little irritable, and full of questions.

But she didn't dare to ask, and she didn't dare to mention it.

She sent the wrong person, and she was only scolded a few words, purely because she was a woman.

The male monk who used to have bad feelings also caught the girl, and Yulian Zhenren didn't even say a word, and directly wrung off his head.

"Go ahead." Yulian didn't take a second look at the subordinates below, and she didn't care what the Purple Cultivator was thinking.

When the monks had left, she took out a blood-colored jade pill from her bosom, placed it in the palm of her hand, and ran it with aura.

As the jade pill slowly rotated and emitted a red light, those mortals who were like puppets also turned into a blood mist, shining like a lotus flower in full bloom, and like a closed bud, and finally condensed into the blood-colored jade pill.

Yulian held the jade pill and turned around and walked behind the curtain.

The curtain fluttered gently, and behind it was a mountain wall, which was completely impassable!

What Yulian entered was her own fantasy cloud mist lotus sea.

From the entrance, more than a dozen islands float in the air, and on the largest island in the middle, a palace stands.

"Yulian," Yulian Zhenren's mind sounded with the voice of the Cultivator Ancestor Feng Feng not returning, "You still can't forget her." ”

This is not a real voice, but her memories, every time she sees the palace on the main island, Yulian Zhenren always remembers it.

"If you can't forget her, why do you want to leave?"

"Hehe, you don't want to say it, the deity understands."

"That person has no heart, she has no love, she says that she loves every one of your disciples, does she really love?"

"All she has in her head is the sword."

"Laughing to death, he said that he wanted to save the world, but he couldn't even save his own disciples."

"Yulian, you don't have to pretend to love me, you don't need to forget her, you have to remember your heart, remember your feelings for her, and remember your hatred for her."

"Your ......Excellency," Yulian muttered, kneeling in the direction of the Yangquan Mountain Range and praying for a moment before getting up again and flying towards an island.

The island is all a lake, and the water reaches the edge of the island without spilling out.

Eight white stone pillars were erected in eight directions on the lake, and clear blood gushed out from the top of the stone pillars, which did not mix with the lake water, and flowed into a single wisp to the center of the lake.

In the middle of the lake is a huge lotus flower, among which a vine is used as a bed, covered with blood and water, and a person lies quietly.

Liu Wanling.

The jade lotus gently flew above the sleeping Liu Wanling, and raised the blood-colored jade pill, the blood mist in the jade pill re-expanded into the shape of a lotus flower, with a lotus branch on the tail, and the blood beads overflowing with spiritual energy dripped down the branches and buds, dripping into Liu Wanling's completely hollowed out abdomen.

……

Yun Zhanyi had a dream.

Ever since she returned to the lower ranks, she has always been dreaming, but most of her dreams are blurry, and she forgets them when she wakes up.

Today's dream is very clean.

In the dream, she returned to the Phaseless Sword Sect.

At that time, Zong Hao and the others had not yet entered the sect, and the Wuxiang Sword Sect was not yet the first sect of the sword path, although there were many disciples in the sect, Yun Zhanyi personally brought them, but there were only a few female disciples of the empty character generation.

"Master," a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl threw herself into Yun Zhanyi's arms, "Empty Illusion is about to be promoted to the fourth grade, and I want Master to give Empty Illusion a protector." ”

Before Yun Zhanyi could speak, the girls next to him chattered and laughed.

"Empty fantasy is really coquettish!"

"I have always let my disciples protect the Fa, how can I let my master come?"

"Master!" The little girl's face was red from being ridiculed, and the whole person was buried in her arms, "Look at them! ”

"Good, good." Yun Zhanyi heard that his voice was full of doting and laughter, "Master gives you the Dharma protector, you, don't say that the master is partial, when the time comes to upgrade to the fourth grade, I will give you the Dharma protector!" ”

"Master is the best!"

"Empty illusion, let me go, people also want to hold the master!"

"Empty illusion likes to stick to Master!"

"Fantasy is a coquette!"

"What's wrong with the spoiled sperm! Then don't be coquettish! ”

Yun Zhanyi just smiled, touched this head, and then pinched that face.

Laughing and laughing, tears gradually flowed out and wet the pillow.

The lovely disciples in the dream disappeared one by one.

Empty fantasy, empty ......

Is she doing it wrong?

"Master?"

"Master, wake up!"

"Ouch, pour some cold water on her!"

When he heard the word cold water, Yun Zhanyi slowly opened his eyes, turned his head sideways, and saw the red medicine with a worried face, the summer solstice with the basin of water in his hand, and the cloud fragrant leaves that had already put his hand into the basin.

Yun Zhanyi: "......"

Yun Zhanyi sat up speechlessly: "What is this for?" ”

Yun Xiangye pouted: "You've been caught by nightmares, you've been crying wolf, Hongyao is so worried that she can't wake you up, I'm not trying to find a way!" ”

Is your solution just to pour cold water on me?

Thankfully, she woke up fast.

And what the hell is crying wolf...... What the hell crying wolf!

"What did I say when I was caught in the nightmare?" Yun Zhanyi glanced at Xia Zhi, "Put the basin down." ”

Yun Xiangye flattened his mouth: "I used to be woken up with cold water when I was nightmares, and it worked." ”

Cold water...... The only one who can do this, or who can make people do this, can only be Liu Wanling.

Thinking of Yun Xiangye's pitiful past, she couldn't bear to criticize this heartless lover too much, so she only asked again: "What did I say in my dream?" ”

Hongyao saw that she was awake, and her mood was stable, so she sat on the edge of the bed and said, "I didn't say anything, it was Xiaoxiang who was too exaggerated, and the master just shouted some names." ”

"Name?" Yun Xiangye said, "Isn't it howling, empty, empty, like phlegm stuck in the throat." Oh yes, Summer Solstice, go and bring the boiled water and pour some water for Master! ”

The summer solstice ran away with a little smoke.

It's ok and a bit sweet.

When Yun Zhanyi heard the empty words, she felt uncomfortable, and she jumped over to the topic: "What time is it?" ”

"It's already time to practice, so we're coming to you," Hongyao said, "Then let's practice?" ”

Master has to care, but the gong also has to be practiced, forgetting to care about the master will not have anything, forgetting to practice, then the problem is big!

Yun Zhanyi touched Hongyao's head with satisfaction: "Go ahead." ”

After drinking some hot water, relieving his mood, and washing up briefly, Yun Zhanyi also let go of all the things in his dreams.

The past is gone.

You will dream that there should be some chance, but no matter what the chance, let's talk about it when it comes.

After practicing the basic skills and swordsmanship for more than an hour, Yun Zhanyi let the apprentices disperse, and they had already walked to the foot of Bixia Mountain in the Bhikshu Mountains, and rested at the inn outside Nanping County that night.

From Nanping County to Bixia Palace, it only takes half a day's journey, and most of them are still climbing.

However, according to Yu Dagang, the Bixia auction will only be auctioned in Bixia Palace, and the market will be at the foot of the mountain, and after a while, almost half a month before the auction starts, Bixia Palace will send someone to build the market.

At that time, from Nanping County to the foot of Bixia Mountain, dozens of miles all the way to the guardrail, five meters of a lantern, to ensure that the lights are bright all night.

In the middle are the stalls of medicine cultivators, demon cultivators, demon cultivators, and array cultivators who come to sell things, spread out for dozens of miles.

Although neither sword cultivation nor beast cultivation have heard much of the Bixia auction, this five-year market is indeed the most important event for medicine cultivators.

Yun Zhanyi and others rushed over all the way, and it took four months and a few days, which was relatively fast.

Although I encountered several evil ways in the middle, there were clouds stained with clothes, and it was easier to deal with those evil ways than cutting melons and vegetables.

So much so that when he arrived in Nanping County, Yun Zhanyi was already Yu Dagang's brother who could die.