Before Fu Yi could figure out why, there was movement in all directions.

She poked out her weak sense and swept away, surrounded by monks or demon beasts who had been thrown out of the secret realm, appearing out of thin air and slamming into the ground or lake.

In the muffled sound and the fluctuation of aura, the clothes swept a few familiar faces.

"Jia Qiancheng is dignified in the golden pill period, and he actually fell into a four-legged posture of eating, how embarrassing it is to wake up, if you bump into an acquaintance, you have to kill people. Hey, isn't that Song Hongyuan and those stupid subordinates, the black cloth on their faces didn't spread out when they fell like this, and they tied a dead knot?"

The clothes swayed, and finally threw herself to a certain height, and with the help of this upward force, she reached out and grabbed a large tree nearby, and flew up to the treetops.

This series of actions involved injuries again, and the pain made her grin her teeth, and she didn't even have the strength to poke into the storage bag and take out the healing pill.

It's not that she is not in a hurry, and she still thinks about everything, but there are too many hostile monks nearby, if Jia Qiancheng learns from Song Hongyuan that she has robbed her sleeves, she will definitely take her back to Weiyun Villa for interrogation.

The monk's interrogation skills have always been simple and rude, and he has been tormented without telling the truth, and he has to endure severe pain from the physical body to the sea of knowledge, and if he encounters a psychopathic high-level monk, he may even make some strange illusion arrays for mental destruction.

Of course, Fu Yi didn't want to help Fu Sleeve hide her whereabouts, the key was that she didn't know the whereabouts of other people at all, and she had nothing to do if she wanted to. Jia Qiancheng wouldn't believe her words, although she didn't know why, she felt that this person's interest in brushing sleeves was too great.

"Does he know the usefulness of the instrument spirit? The attraction of space treasures to monks is indeed not small, and he does not dare to search for people with great fanfare when he looks mysterious, he must want to occupy the instrument spirit for his own use. But he doesn't have to think about it with his toes, if this machine spirit can still be a weapon, he can snatch the flesh with his sleeves?"

If you only want a concealment function, it is better to spend time earning spirit stones to buy other concealment magic weapons, at least the risk is not so great.

While drawing spiritual energy into the body to nourish the wounds, Fu Yi pondered Jia Qiancheng's plan in his heart, and by the way, estimated the probability of encountering danger.

Jia Qiancheng sent Song Hongyuan to search their whereabouts everywhere, seemingly quietly, but in fact, he had the idea of not giving up until he reached his goal. After all, only Jia Qiancheng and a few of them knew about this matter, and the one who could keep the secret the most was of course the dead man.

"It's nerve-wracking. "How should I save my life if I am targeted by Jindan? Fu Yi thinks that the best way is to strike first and kill the other party directly. But now she is pitiful, weak, helpless, and trembling, and she doesn't even dare to jump in front of Jia Qiancheng, let alone kill him with the power of ants.

"It's not a thing to avoid it all the time, let's find the elder first. "If you can get into his storage space, maybe you can be taken out of the Dragon Binding Domain, and if you abandon your clothes and use your divine sense to look into the distance, you will almost see it as a cross-eyed, and you haven't seen the shadow of a bird that has long left. "It's not really going to be unlucky......

Vermilion Bird should be a unique creature, but it is like provoking the way of heaven for a long time, and it will be bad wherever it goes. He himself has talked about some experiences, and he can listen to the clothes one head and two big, plus the encounter in the Dragon Binding Domain, but it can be said that he is a walking mildew.

However, Fu Yi firmly believes that no matter where he is thrown, it will not fall. The secret realm of Aquarius Mountain in this life is different from the previous life, but this should not have much impact on Changli's fate trajectory. In his previous life, he was able to live to the Yuan Infant in a good manner, and it is unlikely that he will die in the Jindan period in this life.

Thinking about it like this, the worry in her heart dissipated a little, Changli was sincere and enthusiastic, never put up a fight because of the realm of identity and bloodline, and took care of her and Zhong Yun a lot along the way, she naturally hoped that the other party would be safe and smooth.

"You must live, leave a small life, and you will know how terrible it is for me to repay my kindness!"

Fu Yiben also imagined that Changli would inquire about the rules for recruiting new disciples in the Wuxiang Sect, not that she was so ambitious, and she had to enter the sect with the longest history and the most mysterious behavior, but that the opportunity was in front of her, how could she be worthy of herself if she didn't work hard?

If Changli refuses to say it, then she will definitely not dwell on it, after all, in addition to seeing whether it is suitable or not, this kind of thing of entering the sect has to pay more attention to fate.

This secret realm is really not small, and the process is thrilling, but it makes Fu Yi give birth to a new pursuit.

When she was just reborn, she only had three specific goals in mind, first, to escape from the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, second, to abolish the exercises as soon as possible, and third, to learn the "Nameless Sword Technique" and reach the pinnacle of life.

There are also some ethereal pursuits, such as exploring the world, comprehending the nature of heaven and earth, etc., which are the instincts of every monk who pursues them, and they are not specific goals.

And this cloudy experience in the Dongqing Hall made her realize that it is really not a good thing to walk alone.

In her previous life, she went through a lot of detours, even if she got a lot, she still died in a daze, since she knew that it would not work alone, why should she continue to do it again?

Most of the foreign monks want to enter the sect to cultivate, and the casual cultivation is only a very small part, either the qualifications are surprisingly poor, and they don't even have the qualifications to go to the outer gate to be a miscellaneous disciple, or they miss the selection at the low level for various reasons, and when they reach the late stage of foundation building or consummation, the general sect is not willing to accept it again.

In addition to looking at the qualifications, the sect selects disciples to look at the realm and bone age, a large number of age, the monks who are about to exhaust their longevity are not accepted, and the monks whose bone age is not large but have entered the late stage of foundation building are not accepted, after all, from the exercises to the character are roughly determined, and the sect will not waste time to reverse them one by one.

Fu Yi has never looked for a soul plate to measure the specific grade, according to her own estimation, it should be at the Xuan level or above, even if it is a single spirit root that is not pleasing for the time being, the qualifications to enter the sect are still enough.

Originally, it was the best time to choose the sect during the Qi refining period, but unfortunately, she couldn't leave the Dragon Binding Domain now, so she could only train here to build a foundation.

The good thing is that after this confusion and determination of the future goal, there is a feeling of sudden enlightenment, and the realm that has only recently grown has been loosened again, and you can break through to the perfection of qi refining by closing a small pass.

"When the Qi refining is complete, will the foundation building be far away?" Fu Yi felt that the injury was gradually recovering, and her divine sense was finally able to open the storage bag and take out the pill, and at a glance, she remembered that most monks still needed a pill of the foundation building pill, although she was eighty or ninety percent sure that she would not use the pill to build the foundation, but it was right to be prepared.

Fu Yi decided to get one in his hand, even if he couldn't use it, he wouldn't lose money by selling it for spirit stones in the future.

The healing elixir turned into a wisp of medicinal and mild liquid, slowly moistening the wounds of the meridians and lungs, and when the medicinal liquid was completely refined, a monk finally woke up in the distance.

Some of them left quickly, while others hid, and the fluctuations of aura made the silent night seem very unusual.

Fu Yi noticed that Jia Qiancheng had not woken up yet, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and was stuffing two pills into Zhong Yun and Ji Liwei's mouths, and his divine sense swept to Song Hongyuan with a face full of anger and galloped towards this side.