Li Qijing stood on the high gray-white city wall, looking at the surging beasts below without saying a word.

Time has not left any traces on his face, he is still a teenager, but his demeanor has matured a lot.

After fighting in this southern Xinjiang for five years, the swordsmanship in Li Qijing's hands has become more and more proficient, and several swordsmanship in the sect have been mastered, and he has also made some reputations.

Erasing the blood stains on the long sword in his hand, Li Qijing let out a long breath against the rising sun, and spit out a touch of pure white aura between his lips and teeth.

"This mountain city is really solid."

The disciple of the Qingchi Sect behind him opened his mouth with a smile, and the magic weapon beads in his hand floated up and down, which was none other than Deng Qiuzhi.

Li Qijing nodded, took the elixir in his hand, and constantly adjusted the mana in his body, in order to recover his state as soon as possible and make himself a little easier in the next wave of shifts.

"Oh, what a coincidence, but I waited for a shift to come to this mountain city, and the beast tide came, surging more and more every time!"

Deng Qiuzhi sneered and spoke, chattering in a mocking tone, so that the people around him couldn't help but glance at him.

Seeing that Li Qijing was unmoved and cultivating on his own, Deng Qiuzhi sat on the ground and muttered:

"But if they want to eat you and me, they will all bury you with you."

"This man is starting to go crazy again......"

"Aren't all the Deng family like this?"

The people around whispered, looking at Deng Qiuzhi with strange eyes, Li Qijing frowned when he saw this, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't say it, recover your mana quickly, save me and save you again!"

Deng Qiuzhi was stunned, shook his head with a smile, but listened to a cheer below.

"Retreat! The beast tide has finally receded! ”

It turned out that this wave of beast tide finally receded, and everyone had a chance to breathe again, and immediately cheered and went down the city tower, Li Qijing also had a smile on his face, and walked down the ladder in the city, while thinking about writing a letter to his family.

Deng Qiuzhi followed with a dead face, and said with a smile against the bright rising sun:

"Don't you think something is wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Li Qijing raised his eyebrows, the blue and white Qingfeng in his hand was closed, he looked at him with a smile, and said jokingly:

"What's the matter with the gods lately, could it be that the exercises are getting deeper and deeper, and they have gone mad?"

The two have been fighting side by side in southern Xinjiang for five years, and Deng Qiuzhi and Li Qijing have long forgotten the original incident between life and death, and they can be regarded as close friends.

"Every time you and I are exhausted, the beast tide will obediently recede, how can there be such a caring thing?"

Deng Qiuzhi smiled and spoke, but his eyes were full of deep meaning.

"Who can stay at the moment of life and death, not only you and me, which sect of disciples in the city is not exhausted?"

Li Qijing refuted, smiled and greeted the person beside him.

"Think about it."

Deng Qiuzhi patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice:

"If you are the demon king of the southern frontier, will you send thousands of beasts and monsters to death? Is it not good to have this heart to eat and improve your cultivation by yourself? Can these monsters push back against the mountain city? Sent to the three sects and seven sects for nothing, isn't that a fool? ”

"Furthermore, if the demon king wants to kill these sect disciples, then push the beast tide to consume us and others, come wave after wave like a fool, and relax from time to time, how do you look like sending food to me......"

Li Qijing smiled, greeted the person beside him again, and interrupted Deng Qiuzhi abruptly, so angry that his eyes widened, and he whispered in Li Qijing's ear:

"Do you know when the last time Yishan Castle was broken!"

Li Qijing smiled and responded in a low voice:

"Twenty-five years ago, many people died in the three sects and seven sects, including Yu Yu, a foundation building monk, who practiced the "Green Smoke Shines on the Moon Jue" and swallowed the Taiyin Yuehua."

Deng Qiuzhi froze for a moment, his eyes were shocked, and he replied with a loud voice:

"You... Know..."

"Of course I do."

Li Qijing nodded with a smile, and the two went up the mountain without saying a word and entered Li Qijing's cave.

Li Qijing watched Deng Qiuzhi follow in, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and isolated the inside and outside, and then silently watched Deng Qiuzhi.

"I've been in this ghost place for five years, and I've read all the secret notes of the law in the city, and I can see that something is wrong when combined with the things in the mushroom forest."

"I just don't know when they're going to do it, and how long they're going to raise me...... It's just you, and why? ”

Deng Qiuzhi clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said:

"The Qingchi Sect has long broken off the inheritance of Taiyin Yuehua, and my Deng family has a special physique, so I forced my family to cultivate that secret method from generation to generation, refine it into a tonic, and use it as a commodity to exchange spiritual objects with the Demon King of Southern Xinjiang."

"In the early years, the secret method was incomplete, my Deng family practiced a crazy one, and it has slowly improved over the past few hundred years, in fact, it has gradually stopped affecting consciousness, but I still have to pretend to be crazy and stupid......"

Li Qijing was silent, took off the feather coat on his body, and sat on the stone table to make tea.

Deng Qiuzhi sighed deeply, paused and said:

"I have seen the various elixirs given by the sect, and they are all gametes with far-reaching medicinal properties, this is ...... In the practice of people Dan. ”

"Ren Dan?"

Li Qijing filled the teacups in front of the two of them, and said with a smile:

"It's just that I don't know which demon king in southern Xinjiang wants to break through, it's really a big deal."

Deng Qiuzhi saw Li Qijing smiling, but he relaxed a lot, and said angrily:

"You can still laugh."

"What's the solution?"

Li Qijing shook his head and said:

"The Qingchi Sect is powerful, you and I have no way out, I died in this southern Xinjiang for no reason, and on the surface, I also sacrificed for the sect, at least I can compensate my family a little, can I still find an excuse to escape, and provoke the Ju family to be destroyed?"

Deng Qiuzhi took a sip of tea, lowered his head a little indignantly, and shouted:

That being said...... You and I have lived a lifetime in vain, and we were born to fall into the mouth of demon beasts! ”

The smile on Li Qijing's face also subsided, and he said with a lonely expression:

"People are swordsmen, I am fish meat, fish meat must have the consciousness of fish meat, isn't your Deng family also endured from generation to generation? His Qingchi Sect has been prosperous for five hundred years, can it still prosper from generation to generation? There will always be a day of decline, as long as the family is still there, silently accumulating, there will be a day when the hatred of the ninth generation will be restored. ”

"Immortal cultivators have a long lifespan, and there are few things that today's revenge will be avenged tomorrow, and a generation has its own mission."

Li Qijing slowly stood up, looked at Qingfeng in his hand and said:

"Your mission and my mission is to feed the Qingchi Sect so that the family can have a chance to breathe, if not, what else can we do? Can it still be promoted to the Purple Mansion like in the novel, so that the Qingchi Sect has to take back its fate? ”

"Let's take it one step at a time."

Deng Qiuzhi sat down cross-legged and said dejectedly:

"I don't dare to run away no matter what, if you and I escape from this mountain city, the relatives at home will be finished."