Exhaled a breath of turbidity, and the world in front of Lu Yun became clearer.

The spiritual mist in the dantian was rotating, forming a large funnel-shaped spiritual mist, and a large amount of spiritual mist was condensed and compressed.

Tick tock, tick tock!

The sound of water droplets sounded from Lu Yun's dantian.

At the bottom of the dantian, a pit appeared, and a few drops of spiritual liquid were lying in that pit.

The seventh layer of Qi cultivation can compress the spiritual mist into a spiritual liquid that can only be found in the foundation building period, which shows the strength of Lu Yun's body's spiritual power.

But that wasn't enough to feed the shards.

Feeling the hunger from the debris again, Lu Yun's eyes looked at the cold ice frogs that were about to move.

The cold stone is different from the elixir, and the pure spiritual power in it has no side effects, which is one of the purposes of Lu Yun's coming to the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.

The long sword swept and brought the sword wind to the wind.

"Quack!"

The sound of wow, the mist in the air was frozen, forming ice-like weapons and shooting towards Lu Yun.

This is the fighting stance of the Ice Frog.

Hanjiang Snow was also wrapped in cold air, cutting off the ice.

Haoran's sword intent wrapped around Lu Yun's body, making it impossible for Bingling to get close.

Compared to the drip worm, Lu Yun's sword is more dangerous.

There was fear in the bulging eyes of some of the ice frogs.

"Quack, quack!"

The rhythm of the chirp changed, which was a call to the companion to retreat quickly.

A large area of ice mist was spit out by the frog, which obscured the vision in the blink of an eye, and when Lu Yun used the sword wind to disperse the ice mist, there was not a single living frog around the cold pool.

Fortunately, she didn't come to kill them all.

The cultivation of this group of ice frogs is very low, and the cold stones produced can only be used for her Qi refining period.

Enough is scattered on the ground.

After collecting the cold stones, the figure of Lu Yun in green clothes disappeared in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons.

There are no years of cultivation, and for Lu Yun, the days of the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons are no different from those in Tianfeng.

It took her two months to understand the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons before she became presumptuous.

In addition to the experience and cultivation, the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons is also a place where you can make a windfall, and the things on many poisons are very valuable.

Lu Yun has collected a lot of materials, and he can earn a sum of spirit stones when he takes them out.

Under the cliff, a bonfire was lit, and Lu Yun was roasting rabbits.

The aroma of meat wafted away, arousing the cravings in the stomach.

During the Qi refining period, the disciples still had no way to clear the valley, and the desire for the stomach was inevitable.

Boom!

This was a hungry cry from the stomach, and the source of the sound was not on Lu Yun's body, but in the bushes not far away.

A pair of eyes stared at Lu Yun, and several people were communicating in whispers.

"It's her, isn't it?"

"It's her."

"What now, do you go back or keep staring?"

"A sixth-level Qi cultivator, what are the five of us afraid of?"

"No, she's practiced Qi at the seventh level."

In a bunch of suppressed voices, there was malice towards Lu Yun.

"In this way, you two go to find Senior Brother Li, and we will continue to keep an eye here."

Someone spoke, and on the upright facial features, those eyes were extremely gloomy.

Zhang Zijin, an outer disciple of the Tibetan Sword Sect.

Most of the disciples in the outer sect are places where disciples who can cultivate but have average talent live.

Occasionally, there are some buried geniuses who stand out from the encirclement and are valued by the inner gate and accepted as disciples.

In addition, if they want to enter the inner door, they can only rely on the triennial selection of the outer door.

The Tibetan Sword Sect is a large sect, and there are thousands of disciples in the outer gate, but the number of places issued by the inner gate each time is only two palms.

Many disciples have to spend their entire lives in the outer gate.

But there are also some people who want to take shortcuts.

For example, if you are good friends with some disciples of the inner door, sometimes a good word from the inner disciple can change the fate of the outer disciple.

As for Zhang Zijin, there is a recognized big brother above his head.

This time I entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, and I also did things for my eldest brother.

"Okay."

The two didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left.

After the rest of the people watched their companions leave, Zhang Zijin turned his head to look in the direction of Lu Yun, only to find that the girl who was supposed to be gnawing on the rabbit was gone.

"What about people?"

One exclaimed a little louder.

"What are you shouting, you shouldn't have gone far, just look for it!"

Zhang Zijin's heart jumped, and he had a bad premonition.

Cultivation is superior, and the inner and outer disciples are very different.

Don't look at Lu Yun's previous sixth-layer cultivation being ridiculed in the inner gate, but it was enough to crush the outer disciples, and it was not too good just now.

After they entered the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons, they had been looking for Lu Yun's traces.

It wasn't until the past few days that there were clues, and after tracking here, Lu Yun's stronghold was finally determined.

Just in case, he was going to inform Senior Brother Li first.

But this Lu Yun, how did he disappear when he turned his head.

"Senior Brother Zhang, will she find out about us?"

A timid disciple asked, swallowing nervously.

His eyes widened and he looked around, but there was no trace of Lu Yun.

"What nonsense!"

"Let's leave first."

Zhang Zijin, whose heart was beating fast, broke out in a cold sweat behind his back.

He looked in the direction where Lu Yun disappeared and beckoned everyone to go first.

Raise your feet carefully, Zhang Zijin is very cautious.

Don't be discovered.

His forehead was already wet with cold sweat, and the cultivator's physique didn't know how cold or hot it was, but now he was chilling all over.

What about Lu Yunren?

A few more steps back, something poked in the back.

Zhang Zijin shouted impatiently: "What are you doing in a daze, let's go!" ”

He thought it was his companion who had bumped into him, and he rebuked.

No response.

It was quiet, except for the thunderclap of the campfire ahead.

The flickering firelight in this dark night, like the lights on the banks of the Lethe River, illuminates the end of death.

Zhang Zijin, who realized that something was wrong, turned around with difficulty, and what he saw was Lu Yun's sword pointing at him.

The girl's gaze was calm, not surprised by their presence, and around her, the disciples were already unconscious.

Surprise is not enough to describe Zhang Zijin's mood at the moment.

He retreated in a panic, his heart was beating like a drum, but he tripped over himself and fell to the ground, his hands supporting the ground, and his face was as white as paper.

"You, what do you want to do?"

What does she want to do?

Listening to this question, Lu Yun raised her eyebrows, shouldn't she be asking.

A few days earlier, she had discovered that these people were following her, and the means were quite clumsy.

Because she didn't know why, she just couldn't see it.

Just two of them left, apparently to inform people, and when the time came, she made a move.

It's not too easy to deal with these people.

Looking at the person in front of him, Lu Yun was very curious.

The outer disciples ran over to follow him, was it too long?

"Who is it?"

Taking a step forward, Han Jiangxue rested on the other party's neck, and Lu Yun spoke, his voice as cold as a sharp weapon with a blade.

The cold river snow was shining, and Zhang Zijin's body shook with excitement, and a blood mark appeared on his neck.

The blood was frozen instantly, and even the weak spiritual power in the body was coagulated.

……

Is this man touching porcelain?

"Help, save me!"

Zhang Zijin's eyes were bloodshot, and he reached out to Lu Yun for help.

But Lu Yun just stood silently in place, watching the other party turn into an ice sculpture.

This bit of cold is not fatal, and freezing for a few hours is considered a punishment.