Chapter Ninety-Eight: Beauty in the Arms
When the two of them who stepped on the flying sword flew out more than ten zhang away, Qi Yan suddenly stopped, then turned around and began to fly wildly in the sky above this area.
"Senior Brother Lei, you go find them first, I'll delay them for a while. After Qi Yan finished speaking, he began to accelerate and fly in the opposite direction without a purpose.
The thunder that didn't look back couldn't help but speed up, the connection point opened in this secret realm has not been found yet, it is impossible for Lan Linglu to swallow it alone, so they can only find it first and then swallow some privately.
"I said everyone, don't rummage through those corpses, I haven't found them many times, scatter and look for them in the woods, but, ugly words come first, don't want to swallow those who find them first, if anyone swallows them, I can pick them out for you. ”
Qi Yan, who went back to the same place, stood in mid-air and looked down at everyone, stretching out his left hand as he spoke, his palm facing down, slightly injecting a little spiritual energy, the quiet flames of the three mountains began to swell, and a wisp of fireworks extended from the palm to the ground.
"Haha, what the big brother said is right, no one wants to swallow it alone, if you want to swallow it, ask me if the thousand people in my hand agree, this can kill the villain's weapon. ”
It was the bearded man who spoke, and the blood on the sword he drew flashed, and a cold evil aura wrapped around the blade.
"What the two of you said is reasonable, there are more than 100 of them in that pocket, let's divide it equally, there is really no need to take such a big risk. The more feminine-looking monk agreed.
He and everyone nodded yes, it is impossible to say that they were deterred by the hands of Qi Yan and Dahan, most people probably thought that the aura consumption of that grappling spirit was too great, and it would be useless to fight anyone, not to mention that the fate of those nine people was bloody in front of them.
After the basic agreement was made, everyone dispersed, and the person who found it first let out a long howl, Qi Yan took out a small insect the size of a fingernail and said a few words, and then flickered his wings and flew away.
A wicked smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he was estimating in his heart how likely it was that Thunder would find it first.
Standing in mid-air and looking at the nine people who could no longer die on the ground, a crimson flame burst out of Qi Yan's palm, and when it dispersed to the ground, it was already a zhang wide, and the crackling sound and burnt smell floated out.
After destroying the corpse, he left with confidence, and searched around aimlessly with a flying sword, since he wanted to pretend to be thorough, and he must not show any flaws.
On the way, they met the bearded man and asked each other to no avail, and at this moment, a voice came from the Qi Yan Divine Sense, and Thunder found the small net pocket on the branch at the top of a large tree at the entrance of the ancient forest.
Qi Yan, who was relieved, began to shout loudly: "Has anyone found it?"
The aura of the voice was amplified several times, echoing over this ancient forest, shaking the leaves and falling to the ground.
"Not yet, and I don't know where these dog thieves are hiding!"
The young monk shouted angrily and scolded even louder, as if to vent the anger in his heart.
After hearing this, Qi Yan pursed the corners of his mouth, thinking that it would be strange if you could find it, Senior Brother Lei would have already taken it and hid it.
After looking for about two hours, everyone finally got together irritably and unwillingly, during which Qi Yan saw that they were about to turn over the land, but he couldn't help but rejoice in his heart.
"Okay, this kind of thing is a kind of chance, I am fortunate to get it, I lose my life, let it be, you are leaving!" The feminine-looking monk's tone was a little relieved, and after speaking, he turned around and stepped on the flying sword without waiting for everyone's reaction.
A few of them saw that it was not interesting and flew away first.
"How could it be, how could it be!, so many blue spirit dew, that was my last hope!" the young monk muttered with a desperate expression.
"Maybe those nine people are just a trick to attract us, and the real mastermind behind the scenes has already escaped, but we are to blame for being too careless, brother, look away!" said the bearded man with a look of pity and patted the young monk on the shoulder.
"You don't understand! What do you know, I've been hovering for ten years on the threshold of stepping into the foundation building, ten years! If I don't succeed this time, what hope do I have, you say!
The young monk was a little broken and pointed the finger at the bearded man, yelling at him, spitting stars and flying far away, his overly excited expression made him look a little hideous.
"What are you shouting at me, I'm still angry, do you want to fight!" The bearded man grabbed the young monk's neck and threw him five or six meters away, and the young monk was still talking to himself like a magic barrier after falling to the ground.
This scene is still a little unbearable in Qi Yan's eyes, but he is not in the mood to pity others, it will take three or five years for him to cross the threshold of foundation building, maybe even longer, who can say what will happen in the future.
There are many people who cultivate immortals, just like a carp crossing a river, but how many people are really able to attain the Great Dao? Most of them are practicing hard in constant self-encouragement, and as long as they have faith in their hearts, even if they cannot achieve the Great Dao after all, they can leave a trace in this world, and they will not come to this world in vain.
Thinking of this, Qi Yan sighed, his eyes couldn't help but be a little moist, but in the eyes of everyone, he seemed to be overly sad because he had failed to find Lan Linglu.
"Brothers, Qi Mou is one step ahead, I really can't stay in this sad place for a long time......" Qi Yan hugged his fists and turned his head away with a sad face.
Not far from the ancient forest, they found the hiding place of Thunder, and the two flew to the blue spirit grass again, where Su Yunyao was still waiting.
"Senior Brother Qi is about to build a foundation, right? Presumably, with Lan Linglu's chances of victory, he has a bigger chance. ”
"I have a hunch, but I can't catch it, not to mention that the matter of this red flame has not been solved yet. As he spoke, Qi Yan showed Thunder the Three Mountains Flame in his left palm.
"I have to ask your master, the fifth uncle is not only outstanding in swordsmanship, but also has a lot of variety, so you can relax. "If you have something to find Master, Thunder will take it for granted.
When they returned to the vicinity of the Blue Spirit Grassland, Su Yunyao was missing, and before the two of them went to look for it, they found that a huge whirlpool appeared on the meadow at some point, and the whistling hurricane in the whirlpool was roaring.
"Yao'er may be one step ahead, let's hurry up. Lei Ting's voice was a little anxious, I'm afraid that something has gone wrong with the little junior sister.
Qi Yan was also very anxious in his heart, he was afraid that if the group of people kidnapped Senior Sister Su just now, but he was relieved to think about it, although Su Yunyao was a woman, the monk was far above him.
The two figures stood at the mouth of the whirlpool almost at the same time, and the huge suction force swept the two into the center of the whirlpool.
After about a stick of incense, there was a bang and a prayer fell to the ground, and there was no surprise that there was no thunder around him, and he didn't know that he was teleported to that level.
Unexpectedly, Su Yunyao was sitting in a daze not far ahead, the situation was a little abnormal, Qi Yan opened his mouth first and called: "Senior Sister Su!"
Su Yunyao, who heard the voice, raised a plain face, and the large strings of tears in her eyes instantly spread her face, and shouted with a grievance cry in her mouth: "Senior Brother Qi!" and ran towards Qi Yan.
Qi Yan felt like a second had passed and it seemed like a century had passed, the warm body in his arms, the tear-wet patch on his chest told him what had just happened, his bluff hand trembled a few times, and finally landed on the back of the person in his arms, and patted it a few times comfortingly.