Over there, Li Qingjun quickly approached the "reef".

When I got closer, I was happy that it was not a reef, but an island hill.

The mountains exposed to the sea are small and have some green trees, making it a nice environment. As you get closer, you can see that someone has built a wooden house on the top of the mountain, the wooden house is simple, but it seems to have a mysterious sense of being one with heaven and earth.

Although it doesn't seem to have any aura feeling, it should be a place of retreat?

Li Qingjun flew over half vigilantly and half expectantly, and saw a little girl in green squatting outside the house on the top of the mountain, and there was a sea fish in front of her who didn't know when it was swept up by the high waves, shaking her white belly. The little girl took a branch and poked it, and the fish jumped around, and the girl was very happy.

"......" A little girl squatted on the isolated island mountain, but she didn't feel any special aura here...... Li Qingjun felt a little weird, and didn't dare to move lightly for a while, and shouted from afar: "Penglai Sword Pavilion Li Qingjun, visit the master here." ”

"Peng...... Li ......" The little girl raised her head with straight eyes, looked at Li Qingjun, and soon saw Qin Yi in her hand, her expression changed drastically, and she ran to the wooden house with her feet scattered: "Master, Master!"

The cabin creaked open.

A woman in goose yellow clothes walked out of the door, as if she wanted to reprimand, but when she raised her eyes, her face immediately changed.

At this time, Li Qingjun could feel the unpredictable aura on the woman's body, and he was a little shocked in his heart, and secretly said that this mountain that obviously had no aura actually lived in seclusion with a Huiyang monk, which was really unexpected.

However, this kind of solitary casual cultivation often masters a lot of side doors in order to survive, which means that she has a good chance of being able to treat Qin Yi. Thinking of this, he begged in a low voice: "The predecessors must be virtuous cultivators...... My companion was injured, if the seniors can save him, the Penglai disciples will definitely remember the kindness of the seniors. ”

"I saved him, and the Penglai Sect felt my kindness?" The woman's expression became even more strange, and then she sighed and said, "He's just overdrawn too outrageously, and it's not difficult to treat." Bring him here. ”

Then he turned around and entered the door.

The little girl wanted to say something, but she glared at her, and stopped talking.

Li Qingjun thought that no one on this sea should dare to beat her Penglai Sect's idea, and it should not hurt Qin Yi, so he carried Qin Yi into the mountain. The moment she entered, there seemed to be some kind of curtain opening, but she turned her head to look at it but didn't seem to react.

"Maybe I'm too tired, I'm hallucinating too?" Li Qingjun sighed and hugged Qin Yi into the wooden house.

The fragrance in the house is faint, and the smell is very comfortable, which makes people feel refreshed. Facing the window, the window is bright and clean, a bottle of unknown flowers is placed in the corner of the case, there is a book in the middle of the case, the pages are spreading, the sunlight spills into the window lattice, the sound of the waves outside the window, the breath of escaping the world and dusting is instantly diffused.

This is a real retreat cultivator, Li Qingjun made a judgment.

There is a screen in the compartment of the house, and behind the screen is a large and small soft couch. The woman in the yellow shirt said calmly, "Put it down." ”

Li Qingjun hesitated a little: "This ...... Will it ......be on the embroidered couch of the seniors? Blasphemed the seniors?"

The woman in the yellow shirt twitched the corner of her mouth: "Maybe." ”

"That ......"

"It's important to save people. With a wave of her hand, Li Qingjun found that she couldn't hold Qin Yi, and she had been "taken away" and placed on the couch.

Why is he so anxious as if he doesn't like me holding him...... Li Qingjun didn't think much about it for a while, her mind was all on Qin Yi at this time: "Senior, how is he?"

"It's okay...... the woman in the yellow shirt took a pill and fed it to Qin Yi's mouth: "He's just seriously overdrawn, this is the medicine that strengthens the foundation and cultivates the yuan, and the main thing is to recuperate." It is better to let him sleep for three days and three nights without disturbing. Like a cow...... Well, anyway, I woke up alive and kicked, and it wasn't a serious injury after all. ”

Li Qingjun sighed and said happily: "Thank you seniors." ”

The beautiful eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt finally fell on Li Qingjun, looking up and down, her expression a little playful.

Li Qingjun looked down at himself, subconsciously looked at the other party's chest, and his head drooped again.

Why is it so big.

"Penglai Sword Pavilion Fairy Li, I know you. The woman said, "Three days ago, you competed on Burning Sky Island, and I watched from afar, you are very good." ”

"The seniors praised ......" Li Qingjun secretly said that it had been three days, and I don't know why the sect didn't send another Tengyun senior into the door?

As if to understand what she was thinking, the woman said lightly: "It didn't take long for the door to disappear, and the people of all sects can only go back to their stations to wait for news, and the spectators can only disperse, I want to enter the capital ......."

Speaking of this, he seemed to be speechless and stopped his mouth. Li Qingjun didn't think it was wrong, there must be a lot of people who wanted to go in, and it was not unusual.

Seeing that Li Qingjun didn't say anything, the woman asked, "Can you tell me what's going on inside? Can Qin Yi, who is a hero in the world, be overdrawn like this, and you don't seem to be harmed?"

Speaking of which, his expression became a little sharp, and the fierceness in his eyes seemed to pierce Li Qingjun's heart.

Li Qingjun's expression was a little stunned: "After three years of penance, I thought I could keep up with his pace, but in the end, I found that I was still too weak." He's desperate, and I can barely help but watch...... The seniors said that I was excellent, which is really false. Not only is his cultivation insufficient, but also because of his single-minded retreat and meditation, he can't keep up with his other knowledge, and he is powerless everywhere, and he can't even treat his injuries afterwards, so he has to ask for help. ”

The woman said with some amusement: "Is it for him that you are cultivating?"

Li Qingjun said seriously: "Yes." ”

The woman was stunned, and her expression slowly softened: "Three years, it's already good." Well...... With your assistance and a Chenghuang by his side, who can let him overdraft like this?"

Li Qingjun was stunned: "Why did the seniors know that it was Chenghuang?"

The woman had a straight face: "There are many wonderful methods in the world, which you can't know." ”

Li Qingjun felt more and more that this woman was quite mysterious, and it was better to mention the things in it. said briefly: "It's a ghost made by some people from the Wushen Sect, it's a long story." ”

"Witch, god, sect!" the woman's voice carried an unspeakable coldness.

Li Qingjun was feeling strange, but he saw the woman's expression: "Someone is coming." ”

After saying this, Li Qingjun felt that someone was quickly approaching, it was the bloody and mysterious aura of the Witch God Sect.

"The people from the Witch God Sect are chasing after you!" Li Qingjun suddenly stood up, a little apologetic: "I'm sorry senior, I didn't know it would provoke others...... It seems to be causing trouble for the seniors, I ......"

"And stay in peace. The woman held Li Qingjun down, slowly walked to the door, and quietly looked at the approaching streamer in the sky, her eyes were cold.

............

Over there, Lin Rushan was taken to the vicinity by Gu Xin, and such a distance was enough for him to accurately perceive the specific location of the Blood Essence of the Blood. The two flew directly to the direction of the island, and soon saw an island hill.

Huiyang's divine sense was swept away, cold and clear, and he could feel the breath of blood and marrow in the wooden house, but there was only Li Qingjun's bone-forging level energy on his side, and there was no one else.

Lin Rushan sneered and rushed straight away.

Gu Xin hesitated for a moment, and followed.

He was really jealous of Qin Yi, and he was about to go crazy with jealousy, which had already affected his sanity and clarity.

He felt that Lin Rushan might not be able to kill Qin Yi if he had taken away the bloody marrow, and maybe he would have to make up for it himself.

As a result, as soon as he flew into the range of the mountain, Lin Rushan in front of him suddenly disappeared, and Gu Xin's expression immediately changed.

What's going on?

Obviously, there is nothing unusual from the outside, why is flying into the mountain area like entering another world, and the scene in front of you has completely changed?

The surrounding area is barren, and the Gobi-like stone walls stand in front of them, which looks strange and abrupt in the sound of the surrounding waves.

On the stone wall, there is a black and thick ink silver hook iron painting, and the word "killing" is written in a big book.

Just glanced up, the word of murder seemed to come to life, and the murderous aura came to his face, and then every stroke turned into a thousand knives, and Sen Ran pointed over.

Gu Xin was shocked and retreated, wanting to leave, but where could he find his way?

It was obviously the sea all around, but no matter how he flew, he didn't react, no matter how he flew outward, the mountains seemed to spread all the way in his direction, endlessly.

A cold voice faintly came from the air: "Since you're here, don't go." ”

"Whoosh!" The silver hook iron painting pierced through, and Gu Xin found that he couldn't dodge this mysterious trajectory at all, as if no matter how he dodged, no matter how he blocked, the word would be cut on his body, as if the word itself represented the law of words.

It's killing.

This is the absolute gap of the Great Realm, a certain power that Tengyun juniors can't understand at all.

What's more, this is still a new way, and many monks of the same level don't understand it.

Isn't that ...... Wandao Immortal Palace, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, calligraphy and secret skills?

Before he could figure it out, countless rays of ink light had already cut through his body, and Gu Xin let out a hoarse scream.

No matter how you dodge, no matter how you block, it is knife after knife, accurately cutting every piece of flesh, over and over again, without stopping. The screams resounded through the sea and the sky, and they couldn't die.