Zhao Qing quickly bought all kinds of sundries, spent some mundane yellow and white, added a lot of melons and fruits, and went straight to Danxia Sect.

Gradually, the night covered the sky, and the mountain wind became cooler, making the leaves rustle.

There were a lot fewer monks on the street, and Zhao Qing passed through Beifang, remembering the corpse he had met last time, and couldn't help but shiver in his heart.

He looked around, but he didn't find anything out of the ordinary, and many shops were open.

After thinking about it for a while, he chose to go straight through Nanfang and return to the sect.

This is the closest route, and many of the properties in Nanfang are the properties of the senior brothers of the sect, in case of robbery...... It's good to have a response.

However, walking too much at night will always encounter some unlucky things.

For example, a page of yellow paper blown by the mountain wind from nowhere.

……

As soon as Zhao Qing came out of the city gate, he saw the yellow paper that was stuck by the branches.

This is normal, when the night wind blows, anything can happen, let alone a piece of paper?

But it's also not normal.

Zhao Qing paused, squinted slightly and looked around, there was nothing abnormal.

"Maybe it's really just a piece of paper."

He didn't hesitate, and his steps were firm and went straight to the Danxia Sect.

It's all this time, even if there is really danger nearby, you have to go hard.

What if you turn around and happen to encounter a robbery?

He had a guess in his heart, although he didn't know why Sixiangmen came to make trouble, but the night in the city must not be peaceful.

From the fact that the inner disciples need a handyman to replace their patrols, you can see one or two clues.

Zhao Qing is an extremely cautious person, but prudence does not mean retreat, let alone avoidance.

Plan and then act, know and stop.

Now that you've rehearsed all the eventualities before you go out, leave the rest to luck.

On the forest path, there were occasional monks passing by, either in the opposite direction or in the same direction, but Zhao Qing didn't pay any attention to it.

He silently put away the spirit talisman and directly pinched the golden light talisman in his hand.

As long as the aura is swallowed, it can be stimulated by the trend, and at least it can block the late stage of qi refining.

At the same time, he tried his best to control the dispersion of the aura, most of which were gathered in the limbs, especially the right arm, and the splitting technique was ready to move.

The insects of the summer night are always chirping tirelessly, but the surroundings are quieter.

But it was only temporary, and it wasn't long before a voice broke the peace.

"How to go to Danxia Sect?"

The oncoming monk could not see his face clearly, and his voice was hoarse.

Zhao Qing stopped instantly, raised his head and looked at him, his burning eyes seemed to see through the other party.

After a moment, his already tense body relaxed, and he sighed, "What bad luck." ”

The middle-aged male cultivator took two steps closer, with a beard and thick eyebrows and big eyes, but he didn't look very honest.

"What did you say?"

"I said ......"

Bang!

In an instant, the golden light in the forest is magnificent! It reflected the big man's closed eyes, and he subconsciously raised his hand with a talisman that had not yet been activated.

But it was only for a moment, and the scene in front of him turned into a sky full of blood mist mixed with a miserable white thick pulp.

Zhao Qing's face was hideous, and his right arm, which had been in his sleeve, was tilted forward straight at the moment, as if he had just thrown something.

This posture can skillfully connect the joints with the dragon's back, mobilize a huge amount of aura, and instantly bless the military technique.

"I said you're out of luck!"

"Amazing in the late stage of Qi refining? What about nm? Still so close to me? ”

"It's a waste of a flash of light...... A golden light talisman, what a damn one! ”

Zhao Qing kneading his arm and approaching, resisting the urge to vomit, found half of his palm from the minced flesh that was not human-shaped.

After deducting the storage ring from his finger, he discarded the palm of his hand, and finally played a red practice trick to ignite the scene.

Without the slightest drag, he turned around and left.

The light of the fire swayed in the wind, burning more and more, and a strange blue and black smoke rose.

The blood stains that were blackened by the firelight and the broken pieces of iron quietly tell the story of what happened here.

Zhao Qing didn't check the storage ring.

I didn't consider whether the other party was robbing or not, whether he was a person from Sixiangmen, and whether he really just wanted to ask for directions.

He only knows two things.

The first thing, the momentum of the other party has been felt by Wang Teng many times, it is undoubtedly in the late stage of qi refining, and the threat is great.

The second, the roadblocker...... Die.

Along the way, Zhao Qing walked very slowly, his spirit was in a trance, the eardrums in both ears seemed to be torn, and a strange stabbing sound could always be heard.

Until small peaks, a winding canal, and a huge stone monument appeared in front of him.

The stele is engraved with three big characters of dragon flying and phoenix dance: Danxia Sect.

With a buzz, he began to get dizzy, and his spirit could no longer gather.

The cold sweat that was like a waterfall did not penetrate from the whole body until this moment, and even the hairs were trembling.

"Whew!"

Zhao Qing looked like a drowning man who was about to die, squatting on the edge of the stone tablet, panting greedily.

It took two sticks of incense before he regained his calm.

He looked back at the road when he came back, and there was no one, so he immediately got up to adjust his state and went to the small courtyard of the stove room.

"...... in the late stage of gas refining"

"It's a good thing I didn't give him a chance to make a move, if he was guarded in advance, at least it would be a vicious battle."

"Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, the other party must feel that he can't turn over any wind and waves with a fourth-layer of qi refining."

"It's a pity that a golden light talisman doesn't play a defensive role at all."

Zhao Qing pinched the storage ring in his hand and reviewed everything that had just happened. I didn't realize that my face was covered in blood.

"After refining this batch of pills, I have to send some to Le'an, and by the way, I will get two more golden light talismans."

Zhao Qing clearly knew in his heart that even if the Golden Light Fu could resist the attack of the late stage of Qi refining, if he really wanted to fight, how could he take advantage of his own realm cultivation?

Defend against it with a golden light talisman? Use the Red Trick spell to fight? Or chop with an axe?

Kill? Flash? Kill again!? Flash again!?

Of course, it was a sneak attack in person, a flashbang, and then Barrett smacked his face...... It's all tactical.

Zhao Qing thought about it, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, I don't know if it was the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, or he remembered something worth being happy about.

But there was one thing that came to his mind for no apparent reason.

I want to find a cigarette gun to take two puffs......

It is a pity that this kind of thing is only found in the mundane countryside, and after the monk enters the innate, he has long since gotten rid of this low-level vulgar taste.

But Zhao Qing felt that it should be very comfortable to take two bites now.

He came to the stove room, his mind was empty, and he wandered unconsciously.

The stars are twinkling in the sky, like a pair of eyes, watching all the stories that happen on this land.

I don't know how long it took, the foot of Shouyun Mountain arrived, and the T-shaped courtyard was close at hand.

A trembling voice came from the courtyard: "Husband? Zhao Qing? ”

"It's me, open the door, I'm back."

The courtyard door opened, and the girl stood in front of the door, and after seeing her husband clearly, her face instantly lost color.

With a crying voice, he anxiously stepped forward to check: "Where have you been?" Don't scare me...... How did you get bloody? Is there a monster? ”