Chapter 22: True Cultivation

Qing Cang didn't care about the change in Yunni's attitude, at this time, his heart was like ashes, Dao Ji had suffered a heavy blow, his life had entered the countdown, even if he took the natal magic weapon back at this time, the Sky Holy Land would not let him practice again.

After all, this is the natal magic weapon of acquired refining, not a congenital companion magic weapon, and it is the right way to hand it over to people with better qualifications and more future.

"Give it back to me...... Give me back ......."

But he was unconscious, he had already fallen into obsession, and he stumbled and flew towards Qin Feng, with only the red feather and golden feather burning with golden red flames in his eyes.

"What an ugly state! I have lost the face of my Heavenly Holy Land! ”

After a cold snort, a middle-aged cultivator dressed as a Taoist slowly floated to the scene, he was the elder of the Cangkong Holy Land, and he was also the protector of Qingcang, in the middle of the tribulation-Mingcang.

At this time, Ming Cang's eyes were full of anger and pain, the strongest of the younger generation in the world, and also the successor with the highest qualifications and the most promising to enter the Mahayana period first, he was pinned on high hopes, but looking at the current appearance, all these years of hard work and resources, I am afraid that they have all been wasted.

"Uncle Mingcang...... Fast! Help me get the Red Feather back! ”

A glimmer of hope flashed in Qing Cang's eyes, but when he saw Ming Cang's indifferent eyes, he instantly sobered up......

Oh, yes! He is already a wasted person, how can Uncle Shi offend the Holy Land of the East China Sea for him? And even if the Red Feather Golden Feather gets it back, so what? Can you give yourself the same waste again?

Thinking about this, Qing Cang's thoughts were all lost, and the entire human realm was rapidly draining, and the Yuan Infant, who was almost completely integrated with the divine consciousness in his body, also began to have the slightest crack.

Seeing this, Ming Cang's heart hurt greatly, as a protector, he watched Qing Cang come to the present step by step, thinking that he could witness the miracle of this cultivation realm, but he didn't expect to see the day he fell, for a while, he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he forcibly suppressed his anger and bowed to Qin Feng.

"The master of the Qin Sect has a good means, I have received the teachings in the Cangkong Holy Land, and I hope that the Taoist friends will take care of their health, so that I can come to ask for advice in the future!"

Ming Cang's words were full of guns and sticks, and his face didn't seem to be too angry, but the cultivator of the Tribulation Period already had a sense of words and deeds in every word and deed, and as the mood in his heart changed, the aura around him also became violent and irritable, even Mu Chen's heaven and earth couldn't suppress it!

To a certain extent, this is an existence that has been freed from the restrictions of the Great Dao, and the implicit killing intent also makes everyone present feel like falling into an ice cave, especially Qin Feng, who is focused on his thoughts, and countless illusions flash in front of him, as if there are thousands of troops and horses rushing towards him!

At this time, Qin Feng's entire head was "buzzing", and all his willpower was mobilized to fight against this terrifying killing intent, but the difference in cultivation was too great, and he saw that the whole person was about to be completely engulfed by the killing intent and become a waste!

This method is also very vicious, saying that he will pay for it in the future, but he has already directly made a black hand, and he is acting in concealment, even if the East China Sea Saint Venerable who has been paying attention to it is not aware of it, but the other one felt it at the first time.

"I said do you want a face? Tribulating the Yin Jindan, this is what the so-called Holy Land can do? Old witch of the East China Sea, this person is doing this on your territory, tell me what to do! ”

A glow of light erupted from Qin Feng's chest, and the talisman that should have only been able to exert the cultivation of the Yuan Infant was shining brightly at this moment, as if the old man of Songshan was there in person!

Ming Cang was suddenly startled, he didn't expect Qin Feng to use this method to improve his cultivation, and when he heard the words of the old man Songshan, he secretly screamed in his heart, and he was about to speak with his fists in a salute.

But it's a pity that this is Qingyu Prefecture, it's the East China Sea, and here, there is a righteous woman who is very reasonable and likes to clean up the bad guys.

Tribulation Yin Jin Dan, Tribulation Yin ally, and the Dan Master who provided her with purifying water.

Any one of these three was enough to activate her restless heart.

The most important thing is that this old boy is really insidious, he has paid attention to it, but he didn't find his little means, and he has to be reminded by the old monster of Songshan, which is really shameless!

"The Sky Holy Land is really going back more and more! Dot! Playing tricks in front of the old lady! Look for death! ”

As the voice of the East China Sea Saint Venerable with hidden anger sounded, a golden light flashed out of the void, Ming Cang's face changed, and he turned around and fled without saying a word.

And the golden light did not give up, and it also trembled slightly and disappeared.

Everyone in the audience looked at me, I looked at you, and then they all locked their eyes on Qin Feng, who was waking up slowly, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

"Uh...... Why are you looking at it like that? ”

Qin Feng, who was awake from the illusion of killing intent, felt everyone's gaze, and asked suspiciously, so he wanted to turn around and ask his two apprentices if something had happened, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Chen Shang and Mu Chen, who were already foaming at the mouth with their eyes rolled, and their whole body was convulsed, as if they had a stroke!

Even if Ming Cang didn't target the two little ones, just sweeping his mind was enough to make the little ones in the Qi Refining Period faint.

Hurriedly grabbed the two apprentices and investigated, and found that it was just a mental impact, so he quickly took out the Meditation Tranquility Pill and took a handful of it.

"Master! Just now I saw a big monster pounce! It's exciting! ”

As soon as Mu Chen woke up, he kept yelling, and Chen Shang was also quite excited, as if the death illusion was a holographic game.

The surrounding Yuanying Tianjiao raised their eyebrows when they heard this, they didn't expect this Longqingmen disciple to be so tenacious!

"Well, it's good that it's not scared."

Qin Feng nodded, then looked at Qing Cang, who was still bleeding, pondered for a moment and took out another jade bottle, and threw it away with the rest of the Meditation Tranquility Pill, Qing Cang subconsciously reached out and took it.

"Today's incident is caused by the young son's tongue, this White Immortal Chalcedony Pill and Jingxin Tranquility Pill are my Longqingmen secret medicine, and now they are returned together with the magic weapon, and I hope that Daoyou Haihan."

After speaking, with a gentle push, the red feather golden feather also slowly floated back to Qing Cang.

Holding the pill in his hand, looking at the natal magic weapon in front of him that had been cut off from him, Qing Cang was also sad at this time, he realized that he had been abolished, looked at Qin Feng calmly, and said softly.

"I have been cultivating the true road for 300 years, and I dare not relax my daily hard practice...... Qin Daoyou, don't think about not meeting again today, say something unseemly, today's defeat is really unwilling, if you have the opportunity, I hope that Daoyou will not hesitate to teach! ”

After speaking, Qing Cang held the red feather and let the sharp wings pierce his palm, but he didn't have the slightest look of pain, solemnly gave a salute, turned around and flew towards the sky.