After the Emei Sword Sect closed the mountain and closed its door, the outer disciples and registered disciples who were still walking in the world all settled down in the Quartet Branch to practice, and the mountain that was originally used to place the dojo had become empty, except for the mountains, rocks, grass, birds, beasts, songs, insects, there was nothing to do.

In such an empty mountain, the disciples of the Tianxing Sect, the Great Empty Temple, and the Cihang Academy were carefully searching inch by inch. The Yuanying masters who led the affairs of each family were holding objects such as compasses and rulers, and stopped from time to time to frown and think about it, at first glance, they looked like wild Taoists who measured the pulse of feng shui in the mundane world.

The four disciples of Jingxu watched for a long time with the help of the secret method in the four sword formations, but they saw that they did not talk to each other, and when they had something to discuss, they only communicated with the method of transmitting thoughts with their minds, and the situation was strangely tight.

It wasn't until the third watch at night that the three families gathered in one place, and a Taoist in charge of the Tianxing Sect said: "After a hundred years, the Emei Sword Sect will still settle the dojo here, bury the formation according to the previous calculation, and then rush to another place." ”

Everyone nodded in unison, and then they all made their own moves, and they all sacrificed a small black ball the size of a bean, and buried it in sixty-four places, and after doing this, the group of people cast a spell to hide their bodies again, and went north.

Seeing this, the four disciples of Jingxu accepted the secret method, separated Yuan Ying from the four sword formations again, and returned to the flesh.

"Those three are calculating what will happen in a hundred years. Chen Zisheng opened his eyes first and spoke.

"Hmm" He Zimo exhaled, "In this way, they are already very sure of destroying the world's primordial gods, otherwise they would not have been distracted to do such things before the big thing was accomplished." ”

Xue Ziqi shook his head, "It's a pity that none of us have achieved the Yuan Shen, otherwise after the three families are successful, this sect will be able to pick peaches and become one of the best factions in the immortal stream." ”

"Uncle Shi is here. Yan Zixian said in a deep voice: "What will happen to this door in the future, it depends on the decision of the uncle, and when he is out of the customs, he will report today." ”

"That's nature. The rest nodded in unison.

Although they had a glimpse of the hands and feet of the Tianxing Sect, the Dakong Temple, and the Cihang Academy on Mount Emei, the four disciples of Jingxu did not make any moves, and they practiced in the sword sect dojo for half a month, and occasionally practiced some of the methods of refining the gods handed down by the master to warm up the soul and restore the old creation, and lived a leisurely and comfortable life.

The one who is a little busier is Yan Zixian, the Zhai Jiao gourd is now in his hands, and he can't get away with the matter of refining medicine for his disciples.

It's just that there is still some trouble in doing this method, and the treasure gourd that originally belonged to the Maoshan faction can't give birth to the elixir out of thin air, and you have to put the outer spiritual grass and spiritual objects into it, and then use the inner forbidden evolution formation to cast it, and then you can refine the medicine.

Yan Zixian has to take time out of his spare time to patrol the mountains every day, pick some herbs and put them into the gourd to try out the magic effect, once the elixir comes, he asks the Taixiao Daoist in the gourd how the medicine is, whether it can be taken and so on.

On this day, he threw a few herbs into it, and it didn't take long for the Zhaijiao gourd to refine a small pill with blue oil and bright brilliance. He looked at it in his hand for a while, then put it to his nose and sniffed it, he shook his head and asked towards the gourd, "What is the use of this pill?"

"What's the use? What can it be for? It's just a pill in the mortal world! You refine a basket and sell it to the medicine store, or can you exchange it for a few strings of copper plates?" At this time, he said: "This kind of usage is equivalent to using the demon refining pot of the Luofu faction to refine rabbits and treasure heavenly things! I have told you about all kinds of elixir pills before, and you can refine the high-grade elixir by finding them and putting them into the gourd; or if you put the creatures with strong essence and blood into the gourd, you can also refine the essence Yuan Dan, and you can use this mortal herb to play with it, and dirty my gourd for no reason!" Yan Zixian is the most gentle-tempered of the four disciples of Jingxu, and he was not annoyed when he heard this, but said: "What is your gourd 7 is now the thing of my sword sect." ”

Hearing this, the Taixiao Dao people immediately stopped in anger.

Zhai Jiao gourd is the treasure of the first generation of ancestors in Maoshan, it is said that it can refine spiritual objects for the elixir to pour second, the important thing is that every time Maoshan has a Zhai Jiao ceremony, this gourd needs to be enshrined in the bill. It can be said that this thing is the façade of Maoshan Mountain.

"It's good now, I can't find the gourd when I go back to the sect to hold the Jiao ceremony, and the real person in charge of the sect will not hate me to death" Taixiao Dao sighed secretly: "Perhaps, I only hope that the plot of the three families of Tianxing Sect, Dakong Temple, and Cihang Academy will fail, so that all the people in the same sect can still hate me." ”

Yan Zixian didn't know what Taixiao Dao people were thinking, so he only collected the refined pill, and then put a few mortal herbs into the gourd. Bian said: "There are no spiritual grass immortal roots in Qingcheng Mountain, and now the real person in charge of the sect is in retreat, I have to stay in the dojo to preside over the four sword array protectors, and I can't go anywhere; As for the method of refining living beings, it is an evil method, and although my Sword Sect does not name itself as an orthodox sect, it will not do such a thing. ”

"The murder and treasure have been done, what else can't be done. Taixiao Dao people started to refute, but they thought that what happened to them was self-inflicted, and the Maoshan faction had not done anything about killing people and seizing treasures, so they couldn't talk about it after only half of it. Then he thought again: "I need to find something to do for this person, otherwise it will be really annoying to bother me all day long!"

Thinking of this, he said: "The Zhaijiao gourd can not only refine the elixir, but also refine the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into the Gangsha Thunder Pill, and it can also transfer the mana accumulated on weekdays into this treasure to refine it into a pill, and swallow it when the mana is not strong in the future, it is better to recover faster than to breathe in the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi." You can do what you want. ”

Hearing this, Yan Zixian became interested. Immediately, he stopped refining that herb, and instead asked the Taixiao Dao people to point out the method of refining the Gangsha Thunder Pill.

When he wrote down the method on the other side and was about to urge the Zhai Jiao gourd to be cast, he suddenly felt that the vitality of heaven and earth was turbulent, and the sky was darkened.

He looked up in shock, but saw that the wind and clouds were all gathered from all directions as if they had received an edict, forming a cloud cover covering the sky, caged above the Sword Sect Dojo, and even the noon sun could not reveal a trace of brilliance.

With the turmoil of the Heaven and Earth Vitality, the cloud cover, which was already as black as ink, actually rotated again. Endless electric fire was born inside, and the continuous thunder shook the mountains and rivers. Looking at the momentum, it seems that heaven and earth will be destroyed, Rao is Yan Zixian has already cultivated in the Yuanying realm, but he can't hold his breath.

Turning his palm and taking the gourd, he shouted and flew up. In the distance, there were three shouts. But it was Chen Zisheng, He Zimo, and Xue Ziwei who responded from afar.

The four of them raised their hands in unison and pointed to the sky, and the majestic mana burst out, and the hidden traces of the four sword formations suddenly appeared, but seeing that the infinite sword qi gathered from all directions, the sword sect dojo was tightly protected.

After making these preparations, the four disciples of Jingxu gathered together, and Yan Zixian asked in a frightened voice, "What's going on?"

"Four elders. But what kind of formation did someone use to attack this dojo?"

Tong Weizi, Tuxing Dao and Shouding Monk also made Dunguang rush to the top of the mountain with thirty inner disciples of the Sword Sect at this time, and asked questions before they fell.

Chen Zisheng shook his head first, then glanced thoughtfully at the retreat of his uncle, and then said, "I don't know where this vision came from, maybe it is the method of the master? With that, he looked up again at the sky.

Everyone immediately forgot about the past, but saw that a whirlpool in the middle of the dark cloud was not facing the peak!

As if to confirm Chen Zisheng's speculation, everyone was worried about their hearts, but they heard a shrill scream coming from the retreat house where they were in charge of the retreat!

If the thunder in the sky is like the sound of ten thousand drums in unison, then this scream is like an awl that is extremely thin! Not only did it pierce all the "drums," but it also affected the people of the Sword Sect.

The thirty or so disciples only felt that they had been pierced in their ears and pierced into their brains, and they all arrived with their heads in their hands, and the Tongweizi, Shouding, and Tuxing Daoists were not spared, and their minds were filled with the screams for a while, and their thoughts would not turn. After a while, I'm afraid I'm going to forget myself. Eventually become a walking corpse. He, Chen, Xue, and Yan cultivated profoundly, and at this time, they only felt a little uncomfortable, but they did not suffer any damage. Seeing that the people were in danger, they didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly shrunk the four sword formations, protecting the three elders and more than thirty disciples, and isolating the sound from the outside.

Almost after the tea, the screams died away, and the thunder, which had been suppressed for a long time, filled the heavens and the earth again.

At this moment, the roof of the retreat suddenly cracked, and a red light that was almost dripping blood suddenly shot into the cloud cover above, dyeing the continuous dark clouds into a sea of blood, reflecting the blood red everywhere in Qingcheng Mountain!

"Luo Yu!" With an earth-shattering shout, a black light burst out of the dodge that shattered the roof. When it reached half the sky, it turned into a demon god more than ten zhang high, with three heads, dragon tails, and a black sun in his hand!

"Jidu!" another black light flew out. Also in the middle of the sky, he turned into a demon god holding a black moon, hanging a leopard's tail, and riding a blue elephant.

"Po Ya!" the third demon god appeared, but it was the appearance of a nodule on the top of his head, three eyes on a blue face, knotted muscles and flesh, four arms spread, and a blood wave on his feet!

Then a fourth demon god appeared, born with nine heads, a hundred arms, and eight legs, and only when he was in mid-air did he roar, "Moro!"

The four demon gods glanced at each other, and immediately threw themselves into the cloud cover that was dyed with a "sea of blood", allowing them to be surrounded by electric fire, but they did not cast spells to dodge, and laughed loudly, suppressing all the thunder, revealing the insolent demonic flames!

"This"

The four disciples of Jingxu narrowed their eyes and looked at the four demon gods whose power was no less than that of the Qi Refiners of the Yuanying Realm. The same thought arose in my heart,"