While the five formed an alliance, the other twenty also tested each other, and after gaining trust in each other in their own way, the twenty-five formed several camps.

Yan Yue saw that Tianmu, who was a spy of the Golden Jiaomen, was not with the people of the Golden Jiaomen, and looked at him with a smile.

Tianmu was puzzled by Mu Feng's ability to see his identity, but Mu Feng's words did not explicitly point out his true identity. He guessed that the two were just suspicious of him, and they shouldn't know which sect he was from, so they mixed into another camp of the non-Jinjiaomen, in order to surprise him and turn against each other.

In the duel more than a year ago, Tianmu secretly injured Yan Yue, Yan Yue will not forget, after seeing through his thoughts, he already has a plan in his heart, and he did not directly expose him.

Everyone chose to fly on the edge of the more dangerous poisonous mist barrier, but they did not encounter any danger along the way.

Yan Yue and the five of them took turns to rest, and after more than ten days of worrying about the journey, they finally heard that they could reach their destination in one day. At this time, the journey was near, and their tense nerves were also relaxed.

Suddenly, there was a light in front of them, flying straight towards them, and everyone immediately rose up and was on guard.

The light came to the boat and paused, and the person in the light was an old man who seemed to be about to die.

The elder of the Qingyuan Sect who led the team, after seeing this person's face clearly, breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, "Senior nephew, come into the boat." ”

As he spoke, he opened the protective array of the Wind Boat.

As the man entered the Wind Boat, he said in a deep voice, "What do you call me?"

The elder of the Qingyuan Sect hurriedly changed his words and said, "Senior brother, no, no, no, senior brother, senior brother." ”

The elder of the Qingyuan Sect seemed to be quite jealous of him, and stepped forward to greet him warmly, "Senior Brother Lian, did the ancestors send you to pick us up?"

That Senior Brother Lian snorted angrily in his nose.

This person is a person from the Qingyuan Sect, and several Qi refining disciples of the Qingyuan Sect hurriedly stepped forward, said hello repeatedly, and brought him a Taishi chair.

After Senior Brother Lian sat down, he pointed at the elder of the Qingyuan Sect and called, "Go, pour me a cup of tea." ”

The elder of Qingyuan Sect was slightly stunned, and the green anger flashed on his face, but he had no choice but to make tea for him.

Several disciples of the Qingyuan Sect looked at this scene with strange expressions.

Senior Brother Lian looked at the Qingyuan Sect elder who was serving him tea and water, and his face was full of pride.

His eyes glanced at the disciples, and he said contemptuously: "These are the people of this year's death squad? ”

Among the people, those who knew him sneered in their hearts when they heard this, and one of them even showed it on their faces.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Lian pointed at him and said, "The surname is Zhang, are you very idle, aren't you?" Come here and give me a beating." ”

The monk surnamed Zhang, who laughed out loud, was a seventy-year-old man, and he was also a person who had cultivated to perfection in Qi refining, and he was there when he heard the words, but when he saw that Senior Brother Lian was hiding murderous intentions in his eyes, he finally put down his body, knelt down at the other party's feet, and beat his legs.

This person is also a lot old, and he is still in front of people, so he bows his head and folds his knots.

When Yan Yue saw this scene, Chuanyin asked Mu Feng, "Senior brother, who is this Elder surnamed Lian Zhuji?"

Foundation Building Cultivators and Qi Refining Cultivators are two groups of people from different worlds, and their identities are vastly different.

It's just that the foundation building monks are also people, and they used to come from mortals and qi refining, step by step, although they see the qi refining monks as worthless, but they still have the most basic etiquette, few people are like this surnamed monk, flying high, wantonly trampling on the dignity of qi refining perfection, not to mention, they actually dare to call the same level, Yan Yue has heard from what he has heard.

Mu Feng cautiously said: "He is a pseudo-foundation building monk. ”

"Pseudo-Foundation Cultivator?" Yan Yue heard this concept for the first time.

Mu Feng saw that he didn't understand, so he explained to him.

If a Qi Refining Cultivator wants to break through the realm, he needs to at least reach the initial consummation realm where the True Yuan is filled with the entire dantian, and then if the True Yuan is compressed to make the True Yuan condensed and tight, not only can the success rate of the breakthrough be increased, but after breaking through to the foundation, the strength can also be stronger than that of the same level.

This situation is not 100% successful in hitting the bottleneck, and once the breakthrough fails, it cannot be hit again for several years.

If you can reach the state of Great Perfection that compresses the true element to the extreme, you can break through the realm on your own and succeed 100% of the time.

It's just that ordinary people have attained the state of Great Perfection in their lifetime, not to mention attaining the state of Great Perfection, and even if they are ordinary in the state of perfection, it is extremely difficult to attain.

Take the Qi refining elite here as an example, they have been cultivating for decades, and they are still in the Qi refining period. Among the ten sects, there are nearly a million Qi refining disciples combined, but there are only two or three hundred people who can build the foundation elders.

One can imagine how difficult it is for ordinary people to reach the foundation in their lifetime.

The ancestors of Xiuzhen sought a way to achieve this, and found a way to break through the realm without reaching the consummation of qi refining.

That is, after reaching the true element of about three-quarters of the entire dantian, expand the true element, dilute the true element, thus filling the dantian, and then make a breakthrough.

When Yan Yue heard this, his heart moved, and he said with some surprise: "So, you don't need to reach the consummation of qi refining, you can also break through the realm and increase your longevity?"

Mu Feng shook his head, "If you break through the realm in this way, you can have the seventh or eighth strength of a foundation building monk, but Shouyuan will not be promoted, but no matter how many Shouyuan is left before the breakthrough, there is only one month left after the breakthrough, so it is called pseudo-foundation building." Moreover, in the case of sparse and loose, the true element hits the bottleneck, and the success rate is also extremely low, and few people break through successfully. ”

After Yan Yue knew this result, the glimmer of hope that had just risen was disappointed.

I secretly thought in my heart, the more condensed the true element, the higher the success rate of the breakthrough, but it still can't be 100% successful, as long as it fails, it can't be hit again for several years. If I want to be 100% successful at the first time, I have to reach the state of Great Perfection where the true element is compressed to the extreme?

Yan Yue's longevity is only half a year left, he doesn't dare to take any risks, if he holds a fluke mentality, he will hit the bottleneck when the success rate is not full, once he fails, he will lose the opportunity to break through again.

Therefore, in order to seek stability, Yan Yue must reach the Great Perfection of Qi Refining within the remaining half a year.

With Mu Feng's narration, Yan Yue also understood why Senior Brother Lian was so arrogant.

That person was just an ordinary Qi Refining Ninth Layer cultivator before, knowing that in the rest of his life, he would not be able to advance to the foundation building, so he gave up the remaining longevity yuan and took the risk of trying to break through the pseudo-foundation building.

After the successful breakthrough by luck, because there was only one month of life left, he clearly understood that his life would not last long, so he did things without any scruples.

Coupled with the fact that he was suppressed by the foundation building monks in his previous life, how could he not enjoy such a good opportunity for revenge at this time?

There is a saying that those who are horizontal are afraid of being stunned, and those who are stunned are afraid of dying.

That Qingyuan Sect elder may be stronger than the other party, but he doesn't dare to offend this kind of person who knows that he will die, so he can only tolerate it everywhere.

When this person was in Yunyang Sect, he once insulted Yan Yue by throwing spirit stones.

Yan Yue looked helpless at this time, serving tea and water, and was greatly relieved.

What was even cooler than Yan Yue was the senior brother Lian, he looked at his former opponent, the old man surnamed Zhang, and the former senior Qingyuan Sect elder, all of whom had nothing to do with him, and he held back the evil anger in his heart for most of his life, and vented all of it.

Just as he was proud, he suddenly saw a light above his head, coming from behind, passing over the boat and heading forward.

He couldn't help scolding: "Are you blind, dare to fly over Lao Tzu's head!"

The elder of the Qingyuan Sect had a fire in his heart, and at this time, his divine sense swept into that light, and he also scolded: "Hey!

The light had already flown over the boat, but the man seemed to hear the two of them talking in the light, and then turned back.

"You two, try to spit out what you just said again!" a murderous voice came from the man's mouth.

Yan Yue looked up and saw that this person was blindfolded in one eye, and it seemed that he was really a monk who was blind in one eye.

However, his cultivation, Yan Yue couldn't discern it, the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from his body were very strange, obviously he had the power of a foundation building monk, but it was not like building a foundation.

Mu Feng, who was beside Yan Yue, saw this person, and the surprise on his face that could not be concealed instantly rose.

The elder of the Qingyuan Sect was threatened in front of the juniors refining qi, and he couldn't help but feel that his temper had risen a little, and he replied: "Say it again, what's wrong? One-eyed dragon! I just said, what can you do to me?"

If the other party speaks well, he insults others first, and he may even compensate the other party.

But the other party actually dared to threaten directly, this place was close to the stronghold of the ten factions, and the ancestors of the ten factions in the stronghold were all there, and the elders of the Qingyuan Sect were full of confidence in their hearts, and they were not afraid of the other party at all.

That Senior Brother Lian has never been afraid of anyone since he reached the pseudo-foundation building, and he was threatened by the other party, he was extremely excited, and scolded: "The eyes are obviously blind, and don't let people say that there is still such a thing in the world?"

After the two of them put out their obviously insulting words and arrogant and unreasonable attitudes, the murderous intent revealed by the one-eyed monk was restrained.

He said lightly: "You two, come out." ”

The protective array outside this wind boat can withstand the attack of several foundation building monks, and that person can't attack it, according to the meaning of his words, he wants to let the two of them go out and die?

The elder of the Qingyuan Sect and the senior brother Lian glanced at each other with exaggerated expressions, each snorted coldly, and flew out of the Imperial Wind Boat.

The three of them stopped talking and fought together.

The twenty-five top qi refining masters on the boat, taken together, are equivalent to several early stage of foundation building, none of them made a move, and they were either excited, or nervous, or had a good time, or indifferently watched the battle on the ground.

Cultivators are physically weak, and when they fight, both sides will generally avoid their opponents from afar, driving magic weapons and casting spells to attack from a distance.

But the one-eyed monk tried his best to fight the two of them in close quarters, and his body was lit with a faint halo that was close to his body, and it didn't look like he was protecting the body.

The attack of the two fell on this halo and quickly broke it, but their magic weapons and spells fell on the one-eyed monk's body, and they couldn't hurt him in the slightest.

The one-eyed monk took a few blows on his body, and he had already attached himself to Senior Brother Lian, who was a weaker cultivator, and smashed down on him with a punch.

This punch broke through Senior Brother Lian's body protection Zhenyuan and fell on his body.

Senior Brother Lian instantly turned into a puddle of bloody flesh.

Seeing this, the elder of the Qingyuan Sect exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly fled in the direction of the ten factions' strongholds.

As soon as the one-eyed monk collected his senior brother's storage bag, he chased after the elder of the Qingyuan Sect, and the two quickly disappeared into the sky.

Two of them built the foundation, and two enemies and one enemy, but in an instant, one person was killed in seconds, and the other person fled.

The Qi refining cultivators on the boat were all stunned on the spot, looking at the puddle of meat and mud that fell, and they didn't come to their senses for a long time, and for a while, the needles on the boat could be heard.

Everyone was guessing in disbelief, when they left the two and who would lose and who would win, a faint light appeared in the sky ahead.

In the blink of an eye, he approached, and a corpse was thrown from his grasp.

The corpse of the elder of the Qingyuan Sect fell to the edge of the boat outside the boat protection array.

Everyone saw that there was a fist-sized transparent hole in his chest, all of which were cold in his vest, and they all looked up at the one-eyed monk in mid-air.

A white-haired old man from the Qingyuan Sect analyzed the situation, first came to his senses, and saluted respectfully: "This senior, we haven't made a move on you just now, can you look at the face of several ancestors of our Southern Ming Ten Sect Alliance, don't embarrass us." ”

While he begged for mercy, there was a hint of warning in his words.

The one-eyed monk looked at a boatload of Qi refining cultivators, his eyes shone with hatred, and said coldly: "You and other extremely vicious and inhumane people will not die well, and if you meet me today, you will be unlucky!"

When everyone heard the meaning of his words, they seemed to want to kill them all, and said: "Senior, we have not insulted you. ”

But the one-eyed monk, not listening to the people's opinions, looked at the light of hatred in his eyes, as if he had a grudge against everyone.

He stopped talking, and slammed down with a punch, and the ship's protective array trembled.

He was able to kill two foundation builders in an instant, and the twenty-five people here together were equivalent to several early foundation building juniors, so they would definitely not be his opponents. At that time, he killed a few people with the power of thunder, and the hearts of the people were broken, and everyone would die at his hands.

When everyone didn't know whether to beg for mercy or flee for their lives, one of the people in the crowd suddenly shouted loudly: "The seniors are merciful, Xia Hou has something to say!"

Yan Yue followed the prestige, and saw that the person who spoke was none other than Xia Yi of the Lingyue Sect.

Hearing this, the one-eyed monk was slightly stunned, stopped his attack, and looked at Xia Yi.

Xia Yi walked out of the boat protection array, kicked the body of the elder of the Qingyuan Sect along the boat, and said, "Such a heinous and inhumane person really deserves to be killed!"

After speaking, he made a somewhat strange salute to the one-eyed monk, and said: "This person has a cheap mouth, insulting his seniors, and his sin is increased by one degree, but I have not disrespected my predecessors at all, and I also ask my seniors to calm their anger, and the juniors will make amends to the seniors for this person." ”

Everyone looked at the one-eyed monk's expression, as if there was a slight turnaround, and hurriedly said in unison: "I will make amends to my predecessors for that low-mouthed person." ”

The one-eyed monk looked at Xia Yi for a while, then swept his gaze in the crowd again, and said in a deep voice: "Since you sincerely apologize to me, then I will spare your life." ”

With that, he turned and headed in the direction of the boat, breaking through the air.

Seeing him leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and busily surrounded Xia Yi, praising him for his courage and strategy.

Xia Yi swept away these people with slight disgust, stepped aside, closed his eyes and meditated.

The people of the Qingyuan Sect were a little concerned about Xia Yi kicking the corpse of the elder of the Qingyuan Sect off the boat, and muttered about it.

Seeing this, Mu Feng said with a smile: "Brother Xia also made this decision in order to save everyone, and I hope that a few people will not report this matter to the authorities." ”

Xia Yi kicked the corpse of the elder of the Qingyuan Sect with one kick, although the intention was to gain the favor of the one-eyed monk and persuade him to leave, but if his behavior was known by the other Zhuji elders of the Qingyuan Sect in the stronghold of the Ten Factions, he was afraid that he would be asked for his guilt.

Everyone was grateful, and they also spoke one after another, asking the people of the Qingyuan Sect not to go up and tell them.

The people of the Qingyuan Sect had no choice but to agree.

The leader of the team and the two Zhuji who came to greet him were all killed, and after everyone arrived at the ten faction strongholds, they needed to report the matter.

In order to conceal Xia Yi's kicking of the corpse of the elder of the Qingyuan Sect, Mu Feng proposed that after the one-eyed monk killed the two, he would throw the corpses of the two down, and he was also a little injured, so he didn't embarrass everyone and left directly.

Xia Yi, who was meditating with his eyes closed on the side, listened to it in his ears, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "The surname Mu, don't pretend there, the matter between you and me is not so easy to clear!"

Mu Feng was stunned when he heard this, and wanted to speak.

Xia Yi said viciously: "I can't wait to cut you in two, if you don't want to die, it's best not to mess with me!"

Everyone seemed to see that there seemed to be a grudge between Xia Yi and Mu Feng, and Mu Feng wanted to alleviate this grudge, but Xia Yi didn't appreciate it, so he had to fight to the end.

When they were grateful to Xia Yi before, Xia Yi was arrogant, guessing that he should be an unkind person.

Everyone's gratitude to Xia Yi was only temporary, and at this time, a conflict broke out between the two, and they walked aside to watch for a while.

Although the elder of the Qingyuan Sect who led the team died, there was only one day away from the stronghold of the ten factions, and a small number of people in the crowd were the people who searched for the treasure of the ruins in the previous session, they knew the way and commanded the boats to march.

After Xia Yi put down his cruel words, Mu Feng stood for a while, did not speak, sighed and walked to the side.

Yan Yue was still speculating before that Mu Feng should have a close relationship with Xia Yi, but at this time, he saw that there seemed to be a conflict between the two.

Xindao, could it be that Senior Brother was just relieving the conflict with Xia Yi at that time? Xia Yi is not our person? Yes, it should be so, if Xia Yi is really our person, Senior Brother should reveal this matter to me.

After seeing that the one-eyed monk had been gone for a long time, the people did not regret the killing, and began to play tricks.

An eagle-eyed man from the Lingyue Sect put his hands behind his back and said, "If the One-Eyed Demon dared to make a move at that time, I am afraid that he would have been cut into pulp by one of us with one sword. ”

A Duzun Palace monk with half-black and half-white hair said with a cold face: "The direction in which the old thief of the Demon Dao left is the direction of the stronghold of our ten factions, and we will definitely ask the old ancestor of the Sect to kill the demon thief for us." ”

A few sneers rang out from the crowd.

A few people who were playing tricks looked sideways and glared, "What are you laughing at?"

The few people who sneered didn't argue with them, and one of them said disdainfully: "It's really interesting that a cultivator who is a true cultivator can also be said to be a demon path cultivator by you." ”

Everyone had just bent their knees to survive under the one-eyed monk, and there was a fire in their hearts, and at this time they were-for-tat and quarreled.

Yan Yue and Mu Feng walked to the side from afar, and Yan Yue asked Mu Feng in a voice: "Senior brother, does cultivation really have two veins? That one-eyed monk is a solid foundation monk related to tapping his own potential?"

In the sky above the Great Cang Forest, and before the duel with Cang Yu, Mu Feng had talked to Yan Yue about tapping his potential. Yan Yue also saw the record of Gu Benliu in that Fu Ming biography, and asked the question that had been hidden in his heart.

Mu Feng was thinking about things a little distractedly, and when he heard this, he came back to his senses and said, "Xiuzhen does have two veins. ”