Today's night seems to be extraordinarily long.

Under the deep darkness of the night, Sanqingshan was exceptionally quiet.

But under this silence, it is not peaceful.

One by one, the figures moved like ghosts in the night.

Among them, there are deacons from the Law Enforcement Hall, elders from the sect, and people from the hundred schools of the Immortal Sect.

The stars dimmed, the moon sank, and in the darkness, there were always some people who became restless.

The mountain wind blew, and a fallen leaf drifted by, through the layers of darkness, and came to Lishan.

It floated softly, without a sound, without attracting anyone's attention.

The yellowish leaf surface is difficult to spot in the dark if you don't look closely.

Therefore, on the way it was floating, although it passed by many disciples, none of them noticed it.

Actually, even if it's seen, it's nothing.

No one cares about the withered fallen leaves, and no one has the heart to observe the trajectory and movement of the fallen leaves.

In this way, this fallen leaf entered the pear mountain without hindrance and floated towards the pear peak.

In mid-air, pear blossoms fly.

Wherever the fallen leaves passed, these flying pear blossoms all shattered in half without a sound.

The fallen leaves continued on their way, passing between the branches of a pear tree.

On the tree, a snow-white beast was sleeping on it, purring all over the sky.

"Chirp-chirp-"

The little beast seemed to sense something, and suddenly opened its little eyes and looked around.

After noticing that there was nothing out of the ordinary, it closed its eyes again and enjoyed its sweet dreams.

In the wooden house at the top of the peak, Qin Yi closed his eyes and cultivated, Zhou's spiritual power surged, and the blood and qi in his body surged.

In the air, there would be a low roar from time to time, which was produced by the collision of spiritual energy and blood qi.

Although in Dang, that mysterious bone fragment had helped calm the conflict between the aura and the flesh qi, when cultivating, there was still some friction between the two.

But fortunately, these Qin Yi can still control them at present, and they are within his tolerance.

Not far from the hut, there were three more rooms, where the stone and the others lived.

Because it has just been built, the smell of pear wood has not yet dissipated in the air around it.

The fallen leaf floated slowly, paused in front of the hut, and then flew towards the rearmost room.

Inside the room, Mo Qing's eyes were slightly closed, and Zhou had a faint spiritual power fluctuating.

Monks rarely sleep, and most of the time, they are in the process of cultivating.

Qin Yi had already given the "Tao Sutra" to Mo Qing, and at this moment, she was practicing the "Tao Sutra".

Compared to stone, Mo Qing's talent is undoubtedly more outstanding.

In just half a night, she had almost explored the "Tao Sutra".

Now, the spiritual power in her body faintly contains a sense of righteousness.

The reason why Mo Qing was able to condense this wisp of Haoran righteousness so quickly, in addition to benefiting from her talent, the key was that she also had a certain cultivation foundation.

In plus

Before entering the Dao Sect, she was a casual cultivator and had been exposed to some cultivation techniques, so at this moment, she had a feeling of touching the bypass.

As for the stones, they had never been exposed to these before, and they even had to ponder for a long time to understand some obscure verses in the Tao Sutra, and the speed of natural cultivation seemed to be very slow.

The orthodox cultivation methods of the Taoist Sect were different from the scattered exercises she had practiced before.

At this moment, Mo Qing felt that the spiritual power in his body was growing at a visible speed.

If the spiritual power in her body used to be like hair, then now, this spiritual power is as thick as chopsticks.

There is a world of difference between the two!

At this moment, Mo Qing finally felt the advantages brought by the sect.

She was immersed in cultivation, and her spiritual power was running in her body over and over again, washing away the limbs and bones in her body.

Outside, the fallen leaf floated to the window and paused for a moment, as if to identify the target inside.

A moment later, it moved again.

Through the window, the fallen leaves quietly came to Mo Qing's face.

Suddenly, Mo Qing, who was immersed in cultivation, felt a strong sense of crisis.

She opened her eyes instantly, and a red glow appeared in front of her, and the breath of death rushed to her face!

In Mo Qing's eyes, a fallen leaf gradually grew larger in her eyes, and finally completely covered her eyes.

Rumble!

A shocking noise came from the house, and the entire wooden house exploded in an instant.

Pieces of wood splattered in all directions, and chaotic currents of air slowly rose into the air with smoke and dust.

"What's going on?" Qin Yi woke up from his cultivation and hurriedly ran out of the room, looking at Mo Qing's residence with a look of surprise.

The stone also ran out, standing behind Qin Yi in fear, a little worried about Mo Qing in his heart.

On the mountain behind Lifeng, Yin Chen and Daozang Zhenren suddenly opened their eyes, and in the flickering of shadows, they appeared on Qin's side.

The faces of the two were terrified, and there was a terrifying anger suppressed in their eyes.

They didn't expect that someone would dare to attack Mo Qing in Lifeng!

After a while, a fresh breeze blew away the smoke and dust, revealing a charred black ruin.

In the explosion just now, the entire wooden house was completely destroyed, and only a few charred pillars remained.

Mo Qing's shadow lay quietly in the ruins, blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, and his face was astonishingly pale.

At a cursory glance, there were at least dozens of wounds on her face, and the blood that was constantly spilling red stained her green clothes.

On her, a flying sword was pressed, and on the blade, a remnant leaf was embedded, and the scabbard was scattered among the ruins.

Daozang's real figure flickered, appeared next to Mo Qing, and checked her condition.

He took out a pill and put it into Mo Qing's mouth, and his spiritual power worked, slowly dissolving the medicinal power.

"How's it going?" asked Yinchen with a calm face.

Daozang withdrew his spiritual power and stood up, his face solemn, "The situation is not optimistic. ”

"The injuries on her body were all skin wounds, but there was a scorching heat in her body. ”

"This flame is very high, and it is constantly destroying

Her physical function. ”

"It's hard to resist with her own realm, I've already fed her the Pulse Protector Pill, which can protect his meridians for the time being. ”

"But this is only an expedient measure, and if you want to save her life, you have to get rid of the flames. ”

Yinchen listened to Daozang Zhenren's words, and his face became more and more difficult to look at.

With a suck of his palm, the flying sword on Mo Qing vibrated and flew towards the hidden dust.

The remnants of the blade loosened, slid down lightly, and fell to the ground.

Yin Chen's eyes froze, and he sucked in the remnants of the leaves on the ground.

This is a pale yellow leaf that is not the leaf of a pear tree unique to Pear Mountain.

Mo Qing's flying sword is not ordinary, the quality is extremely high, this fallen leaf is embedded in the sword, and it is indeed a little strange that it has not been cut off.

Qin Yi stood aside, his face was heavy, listening to the conversation between Yinchen and Daozang Zhenren, he also knew the seriousness of the matter.

During the day, in front of everyone, he said that he would not bury Mo Qing's talent.

But now, Mo Qing had just joined Lifeng, and he was seriously injured by a sneak attack, and his life was in danger, which made him extremely angry in his heart.

There was a flash of anger in his eyes.

"It should have been this sword that protected her, or else...... I'm afraid she's dead!" said Daozang Zhenren solemnly.

Yinchen nodded, "This sword does have some spirit!"

Airplanes!

Suddenly, the remnant leaf in Yinchen's hand shook slightly, and there was a trace of strange fluctuations.

Yinchen snorted coldly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, "Do you want to leave when you come?"

"I'm here to see who you are?!"

A rich white light condensed in his hand, and the spiritual power in the white light outlined tiny runes.

These runes were like small tadpoles, swimming in the white light cluster, releasing a terrifying aura.

Yin Chen raised his hand and slowly pressed the light cluster in his hand towards the remnant leaves.

Whew—

With an overwhelmed sound, the remnant leaf burst open and shattered into ashes.

A wisp of spiritual consciousness flew out of the ashes, tearing through the space and trying to escape.

Yinchen snorted coldly, and his big hand slapped it gently, and the front space was like a mirror, and it was all shattered!

Qin Yi looked at this scene with a shocked face, and his eyes showed a look of deep horror.

All along, he knew that Yinchen's strength was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong.

With a casual slap, it is really jaw-dropping to be able to shatter the space to such an extent!

Daozang Zhenren stood behind the hidden dust, standing with his hands in his hands, without the slightest intention of making a move.

Because he knew Yinchen's strength, his face was calm and he didn't worry at all.

Ding Ding –

The sound of space shattering came out, and the Hidden Dust arm was like an iron gun, passing through countless space fragments and penetrating into the spatial rift.

A sharp wind swept by, trying to crush everything.

The sleeves of his coat burst open and turned to ashes in the wind.

However, as Gangfeng continued to go deeper, the slicing on his arm made a burst of gold and iron clashing sounds.

His arm was like the Nine Heavens Xuanjin, and the terrifying Gangfeng couldn't even leave the slightest trace on it!

"Ahh

A terrible wail came from the crack in the space, and Qin Yi's eyes froze, knowing that Yin Chen had captured that spiritual sense.

The corners of Yinchen's mouth showed a hint of mockery, and his arm was withdrawn.

Without the interference of the outside world, the space debris gradually gathered, and then glued together, and the space returned to its original state.

Yin Chen's palm opened, and in the palm of his hand, a white spirit silk was trapped in it.

The thread twisted and howled, trying to break free from the shackles of the hidden dust.

But the palm of the hidden dust seems to be a world of its own, containing a lot of things, no matter how this spiritual silk is churning, it can never set off the slightest wave.

"Is it the Mo Qing he attacked?" Qin Yi frowned, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

Daozang Zhenren nodded, "This is the spirit silk split by the spiritual sense, and this spirit silk was just lurking in that fallen leaf and attacked Mo Qing!"

"Lingsi!" Qin Yi was stunned, "It seems that the realm of the person who started it is not low!"

Generally speaking, if you want to split the spiritual silk from the spiritual consciousness, you also need to at least return to the realm of mirroring.

And being able to control the spirit silk, so that the spirit silk has the ability to act independently, and travel long distances to kill people, this is probably only possible for those monks who have passed through the dark realm.

Yin Chen snorted coldly, "I want to see who you are, and you dare to come to Lifeng to commit murder!"