Chapter 12 Blessed Land Cave Heaven

In the early morning, the warm sun shines on the earth, like a bonfire, warming the whole earth.

"Oh, when is this Yingsha coming! I obviously said that I would gather at the foot of the mountain as soon as the sun came out, but now I am almost three poles in the day, and there is no one in sight!

"Hmph, she is a princess, and the shelf is bigger than the master, so it is our honor to let us wait for her. "Yesterday's punch, Huang Min can be said to hold a grudge, he could have accepted the glorious title of first place in the qualifiers beautifully, but in the end he fainted without even hearing the announcement of the results, which seemed a little ridiculous.

Fan Kang has been paying attention to Shen Xue, compared with five years ago, Shen Xue has changed a lot, the kind of face that feels palpitations in the face of anything no longer exists, maybe it is the confidence brought by the cultivation of the exercises! Now he has lost his timidity and childishness, and is more of a calmness.

But she still hasn't recovered her memory, Fan Kang doesn't know if it's true or not, but her own Ruan has to go on her own, and Fan Kang has to need people's consent to help if she wants to.

"Yes, Princess Ben said that no matter whether he is a monk or a mortal, he must die for me. Ying Sha fell lightly from the mountain steps, and said in a smug tone, "... However, you are also my fellow disciples, and I won't embarrass you too much! Let's go! Arrive at the [Blessed Land Cave Heaven] this afternoon, and people will say that our Vermilion Bird Sect is rude!"

"It's not big, it's not small! Ignorance!" Bai Mei had a cold face, and her eyes skimmed at Yingsha without any fluctuations.

"Presumptuous!"

Ying Sha scolded angrily, smashed a fist at Bai Mei, and just as she started, she saw a white dangling long whip draw a graceful arc in the air, gradually enlarging in her eyes.

"Smack"

This long whip seemed to have long eyes, changed lanes in vain, circled around Yingsha's neck, tightened, not enough to suffocate, the feeling of pulling on the neck, suddenly the center of gravity missed, was thrown out by the long whip, and fell to the ground. A red bruise mark remained on her neck, making it stand out.

"What to say, what to say, what not to say, where to say what to say, didn't your father and mother teach you?" Bai Mei's frosty face did not show any anger, and her indifferent eyes seemed to be deep in a dark cold pool.

"You... You dare to hit me!" Ying Sha lay on the ground, her resentful eyes as if she wanted to swallow Bai Mei alive.

"Senior Sister Bai, let's go!, or it will be too late!" Zizhu stood up, turned to Ying Sha again, and said, "Don't say a word, this is not your palace compound." ”

Lu Lan flashed a pair of big eyes, looked at Ying Sha and said with a grin, "Hehe... , I've been beaten!

From beginning to end, Shen Xue's face was as calm as a pool of water, and Ying Sha's various actions did not have any impact on her. Fan Kang couldn't guess her a little, but he felt that Shen Xue seemed to be hiding something!

[Glimpses of Xiaqi], this magic weapon is a kind of high-grade essence in a hurry, the whole looks like a colorful cloud, the sacrifice is released with the size of an acre, can ride hundreds of people. When it is in the sky, in order not to disturb mortals, the color of the outer layer will change with the scenery, blending into it, completely hiding the body, and mortals cannot distinguish it with the naked eye.

Fan Kang and the others sat inside the glimpse of the glow, and only a few of them were in the empty space, which was a little depressed.

Fan Kang glanced around, Shen Xue was closing her eyes to recuperate, Huang Min was wiping her double-strand short sword, Ying Sha's eyes were gloomy and she didn't know what she was thinking, Bai Mei was always the face that was cold to the slag, and Lu Lan seemed to be curious about everything, eating unknown fruits, and touching around. Fan Kang felt that except for Zizhu, who was more normal, everyone else here was some second-hand goods with stories or neuroticism, so he walked towards Zizhu firmly.

"Zizhu, can you tell me about the process of the exchange conference?" Fan Kang asked as he sat cross-legged beside Zizhu.

"Yes!" Zizhu smiled faintly, "What do you want to know?"

"How many sects are joining this conference?"

Zizhu glanced at Fan Kang strangely, this kind of common-sense question in the immortal cultivation world was actually asked from the mouth of a monk comparable to the foundation building period, which seemed to be a bit contrary to common sense.

However, Zizhu still patiently replied, "In the low-level cultivation realm, it should be the White Tiger Sect at the head, followed by the Qinglong Sect, followed by our Vermilion Bird Sect, followed by the Great Qin Imperial Family, the Xuanwu Sect, and the Danding Sect, and the rest are all small sects and small sects, and they are not eligible to participate in the exchange conference." ”

Fan Kang touched the gourd on his waist, remembering the first immortal cultivator he had seen, 'Tangzi', without him, it is estimated that he would still be wandering around in the Tang Dynasty!

Zizhu thought that Fan Kang was no longer embarrassed to ask, and said, "There are three spiritual springs in the blessed land cave, soak them for a day, you can wash the marrow and consolidate the foundation, which is of great benefit to the monks below the foundation building period." But it's a pity that a spiritual spring can only be used for one person every five years. And only by staying in the spiritual spring for a full hour will the body slowly absorb the spiritual spring and improve its physique..."

Fan Kang wondered, "What are the rules of the exchange conference?"

Zizhu showed a strange smile, as if there was some kind of playful abuse hidden in it. In Fan Kang's impression, Zizhu always gives people an unhurried and formal evidence, and now that such an expression has emerged, I can't help but look forward to her next words.

"There are no rules!"

Fan Kang exclaimed, "You are too evil! In this way, what kind of exchange conference is this, it is basically a killing competition, and all the contestants can only leave three disciples in the end, so that the distribution of spiritual springs is reasonable, so that there will be no contradictions! When the number of people exceeds the number of spiritual springs, even if someone stays in the spiritual spring, you must always be on guard against the killing of others!"

Zizhu returned to her usual indifference, and said with a smile, "Yes!

Fan Kang was relieved after thinking about it, he estimated that the effect of this spiritual spring should be more than just washing the marrow and consolidating the essence, but he was now about to break through to the realm of cultivating qi and transforming gods, and the spiritual spring was probably of little use to him.

Blessed Cave Heaven.

This is also a forest close to a steep cliff, in addition to the strong spiritual energy, the precious place belongs to the three [spiritual springs] in the cliff. If this spiritual spring can allow mortals to soak for a night, not to mention becoming immortals, it is easy to be reborn.

There are large groups of monkeys stationed in the woods all year round, they are all inferior monsters, they have a good temperament, but they are not bloodthirsty, as long as they do not anger them, at most they are just playing tricks on passers-by.

At this moment, in a clearing in front of the cliff, a group of uninvited guests came.

They formed a large circle, showed their magic weapons one after another, and vigilantly patrolled the surroundings.

"Mighty Tiger, how did you discipline your disciples, why did you provoke these brutes for no reason!" a short, middle-aged man with a goatee blew his beard and glared at the other side.

The man was burly and had a huge head, and before he could spit out a word, a strong wind erupted, and he hummed, "Luo Qiuzi, if you talk again, I will slap you to death with one palm." My disciple Lao Tzu has his own discipline Fang *** I won't let you intervene!"

A young man with a hooked nose, narrow eyes, and a pale complexion, he showed an excited light, **** white teeth, and said bloodthirsty, "You two shut up, think about how to take this group of rookies out of the right business!"

"Yes, what you said is reasonable! These spirit monkeys are nothing to us four old fellows! These little fellows have never even cooked a chicken, and they have all the power under their hands, and they have never seen a big scene... But that's fine, just give them a chance to practice!" laughed a fat man with a round head, a bald head, and a smile on his face.

The big-headed tiger pointed at the bald fat man and spit on him, "Tuan Mei! I can't see you talking to a smiling tiger the most, you hide a knife in your smile all day long, you don't see blood when you kill people, and you don't have any blood at all! Anyway, there are also three cubs of your Xuanwu Sect here, so you are so vicious to let them go to death?"

The four of them were talking and laughing here, but those disciples were staring nervously around, as if a poisonous snake would come out of it at any moment!

The surrounding shrubs and weeds swayed, and several agile shadows could be faintly seen, and the rustling sound of the canopy was particularly harsh in this open space.

"It's coming, it's coming!" Tuan Mei smiled even more, and said to the three disciples next to him, "Fang Neng, mellow, quenching the seat, don't be afraid later, just rush forward." I'm a little injured now, but I can save my life in the future. ... There's a master here!"

"Phew, false mercy!" said the mighty tiger with a glance.

Just as the melee began, a colorful auspicious cloud suddenly appeared in the sky, making this group of people and beasts stunned, looking up at this uninvited guest!