The biggest difference between mortals and monks is the spiritual root, and those who have the spiritual root can practice and thus have an infinite future. And mortals who do not have spiritual roots can only experience birth, old age, sickness and death in the mortal world.

In fact, in Ye Qianqiu's opinion, it is not a big deal to live and die peacefully.

Yue Mingchen's words were similar to most of the monks in Ye Qianqiu's eyes. If you really want to say that he is different from a monk, Ye Qianqiu thought, it is probably just a spiritual root.

But the spiritual root is a thing that is born and raised. Is there any, what kind of spiritual root is there, it is all innate, and there is no way to change it the day after tomorrow.

However, according to what Yue Mingchen said, he seemed to be able to take away other people's spiritual roots.

What if you can take away other people's spiritual roots, you are just a mortal now. Ye Qianqiu thought so and did the same. Ye Qianqiu, who had just looked non-resisting, had already stood up.

Others have lost their spiritual power, and they still have to have a period of adaptation, and Ye Qianqiu doesn't need it at all.

Ye Qianqiu's reaction, Yue Mingchen was not afraid at all. As far as he is concerned, a monk who has not cultivated is not as good as a mortal who has been working hard for many years.

Therefore, Ye Qianqiu's attack, Yue Mingchen didn't care at all.

So when his whole body fell into the pool of blood, Yue Mingchen was looking at Ye Qianqiu.

"Uncle Yue, if you want a spiritual root, my spiritual root is really good. Ye Qianqiu stood on the edge of the blood pool, staring coldly at Yue Mingchen in the blood pool: "However, if you want me to be a spiritual root, you have to pass my level first, although my cultivation is not high, I have been practicing in the mountains for more than ten years." ”

"Oh, I underestimate you. Yue Mingchen was not angry.

was all thrown into the pool of blood, and Ye Qianqiu didn't understand where Yue Mingchen's confidence came from. Do you still underestimate her? Could it be, does this guy have any other way?

Ye Qianqiu had always put his position low, so even if he succeeded in making Yue Mingchen bloody, Ye Qianqiu did not relax his vigilance.

Keep staring at the blood pool, for fear that something terrible will suddenly appear in the blood pool.

Soon, a lot of bubbles bubbled up in the pool of blood. The blood exploded with the bubbles, and the red blood light penetrated the air and fell on Ye Qianqiu's body. was already a headache from the smell of blood, and when he came again, Ye Qianqiu retreated several times.

At this time of retreat, Yue Mingchen had already climbed up from the pool of blood.

The color of the costume was no longer visible, and blood was rolling down from the dark costume. Of course, this is not what Ye Qianqiu pays attention to, what Ye Qianqiu cares about the most is the traces left by blood on the clothes.

That's right, it's all formations.

Yue Mingchen can draw talismans, and Ye Qianqiu has long known it. However, this body also has such a formation on the gorgeous clothes that have appeared many times in front of Ye Qianqiu's eyes, and Ye Qianqiu really didn't think about it.

"It seems that Qianqiu also underestimated Uncle Yue. Ye Qianqiu took a few steps back, and there was already an extra pen in his hand behind him.

This is the pen that Ye Qianqiu draws and engraves the formation on weekdays.

Now in this situation, Yue Mingchen has the blessing of the formation, and Ye Qianqiu, who has no spiritual power, uses brute force to follow him, which is simply looking for death. Fortunately, Ye Qianqiu's formation cultivation is not bad, and with this pen, he may be able to find a way to survive for himself.

"You're full of calculations, but you're only sixteen years old, I'm afraid you haven't even figured out what the formation is. Or obediently let out the spiritual root, and you can also suffer less sin. Yue Mingchen smiled, and then rushed towards Ye Qianqiu.

In Ye Qianqiu's cognition, there was no such means as transferring the spiritual root. Even if there is such a method, it is probably forbidden in the eyes of the monks.

Besides, Ye Qianqiu will give up her spiritual root? She can eat and wait for death in the Heavenly Dome Sect, and her biggest reliance is this spiritual root.

Ye Qianqiu didn't have time to talk nonsense with Yue Mingchen at this time, and at this time, she couldn't care about the forbidden technique of cultivating the true realm with blood talismans and blood talismans. The easiest material to draw here is blood.

The talisman in Ye Qianqiu's hand poked fiercely into the blood flowing on the ground, and then the tip of the pen was raised, and the splashed blood formed a rune in the air, and it rushed towards Yue Mingchen.

The speed at which Ye Qianqiu drew talismans was counted fast among monks. But Yue Mingchen's speed was not slow, Ye Qianqiu's rune had not yet reached Yue Mingchen's side, and it collided with another rune.

Ye Qianqiu's pen didn't stop, and Yue Mingchen didn't stop.

One rune after another, turning into blood balls in the air, slammed down on the floor tiles, splashing blood flowers.

If there were other monks here, they would not believe that the scene in front of them was just the result of two people who had not cultivated fighting.

Yue Mingchen obviously didn't expect that Ye Qianqiu would be able to do this. Therefore, when both of them were tired, Yue Mingchen finally no longer had a high-minded performance.

However, at this time, Ye Qianqiu was also angry.

The last time there was such a hearty battle, Ye Qianqiu didn't remember it anymore. She had forgotten her tiredness and the need for rest.

Kneeling on one knee in the blood all over the ground, the pen in Ye Qianqiu's hand swam quickly in the blood. The ripples brought up by the tip of the pen formed traces one after another, and before Yue Mingchen could react, Ye Qianqiu completed his formation.

This is a formation that no one has ever seen.

"Uncle Yue, it's your turn. Ye Qianqiu gasped and raised his head, facing Yue Mingchen's gaze.

I haven't seen a formation, I don't know how to break the formation, and even Yue Mingchen doesn't know the role of this formation. All he could do was retreat.

And there was not much way to retreat, and after taking three or four steps back, he fell into the pool of blood again.

The formation did not disappear because of Yue Mingchen's retreat, and at the same time as he entered the blood pool, the formation did not enter the blood pool. Then, the effect of this formation was reflected.

Refining.

Ye Qianqiu stood up straight, the formation she drew was not a formation for fighting, to be exact. Rather, it's something that alchemists use.

A red glow overflowed from the pool of blood, and a touch of red also burned outside the pool of blood. Then, all the light gathered in one place, all at Ye Qianqiu's feet.

Where, an elixir gradually took shape.

Seeing this scene, how could Yue Mingchen not know what Ye Qianqiu wanted to do? At this moment, he couldn't care about this formation, and rushed towards Ye Qianqiu like crazy.

After so many years of hard work, how can it come to naught at this time.

However, once he entered the range of the formation, Yue Mingchen also became the object of the formation. A bright red light was drawn out of his body, and Yue Mingchen, who was still moving, instantly lost his mobility.

However, Yue Mingchen did not lie on the ground in embarrassment, he was taken away.

Ye Qianqiu followed the direction in which he was taken away, and also saw the person who took Yue Mingchen away: "Mrs. Yue, I am very embarrassed if you do this." ”

Fighting against Yue Mingchen, who had no cultivation, Ye Qianqiu had already used up his strength. Now there is also a Jindan period Liu Xichao, if Liu Xichao really kills himself, Ye Qianqiu will not be able to resist at all.