Huangjiang Ancestor and the other four still cut their cultivation according to their words, if they don't cut it, they can't do it, the drunkard's appearance is free and indifferent, but the fierceness on their bodies makes them can't even breathe, and even a master of the true spirit rank like Elder Huangfu was smashed by him with a few gourds and vomited blood, how can these true spirit middle level dare to give birth to two hearts? You must know that the drunkard has the strength to destroy their immortal sect.

Since the cultivation of the three grades, he has fallen from the middle level of the true spirit to the middle level of the true spirit, and in this life, I don't know if there is any hope of recovery. And after cutting the cultivation, even if you don't want to close the mountain, you can't do it, and if you cultivate for a fall, I'm afraid that the previous enemies will come to the door.

Meng Xuan also understood what was going on at this time, but on the top of the heads of Huangjiang Ancestor and the other four people, a spiritual seedling with a spiritual light was born, about five or six fingers long, some of which were four leaves, and some of which were five leaves, and then they were ruthless, so they ran the Xuanfa, so that three of the leaves on the spiritual seedlings fell down, fell to the ground, and turned into bright red spirit stones.

The size of this spirit stone is a little larger than that of the lower grade spirit stone, and the luster is more vivid, but it belongs to the middle grade spirit stone.

The spirit stone manifested by a monk at the lower level of the true spirit is a lower grade, and the spirit stone manifested by a middle-level monk is a middle grade.

Since the reduction and cultivation, Huang Jiang Lao Ancestor and the other four have all become pale and weak.

They sighed helplessly, put their respective Cave Rings on the ground again, and took two steps back, waiting for the drunkard to check.

Since the drunkards said that they wanted all the spirit stones and pills, they naturally needed to wait for the drunkards to search for any leftovers on them, but the drunkards only said that, waving their hands and scooping up the four Dongtian rings in their hands. He motioned for them to leave.

Huangjiang Old Ancestor and the other four all sighed helplessly. Bow to the drunkards. After thanking him for not killing, he flew straight into the sky.

Meng Xuan looked at the appearance of the four of them leaving, and secretly had a plan in his heart, and quietly retreated from the broken temple.

After leaving the broken temple, he immediately walked quickly, and after a certain distance from the broken temple, he no longer covered his qi and generated electricity under his feet. Directly stepping on the thunder and rising into the air, chasing in the direction where the four Huangjiang Ancestors left, the big golden eagle was puzzled: "Senior brother, the drunkard uncle is there, you don't want to go to pay a visit, but what are you doing when you chase it out?"

Meng Xuan smiled in a low voice and said, "It's a big ticket!"

As he spoke, he had already mentioned the fastest, and in broad daylight, he saw a flash of thunder fleeting. Disappear into the sky.

"Brother Huang Jiang, we all have a lot of enemies. Now that the cultivation has been greatly reduced, the enemy has come to the door, but I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with it......"

The four ancestors of the Huangjiang River flew in the air in a low voice, some riding clouds, some riding on a white crane, smiling bitterly and transmitting sounds.

"It's hateful, it's all the Medicine Spirit Valley that harmed me and ......"

Huang Jiang Ancestor said hatefully, he was very indignant, but this sentence frightened several other people, and hurriedly persuaded him: "Brother Huang Jiang, don't say this, we are not the opponent of the masters of the Medicine Spirit Valley, and now we are cultivating to reduce the three grades, in their eyes, we are even more ant-like, if they hear it, and then turn their anger on us, then we can't even survive......

The last monk wearing a black hat sighed and said, "It's also our inverted frieze, who would have thought that there would be such a coincidence in the world, and the Tianchi Elder who had been missing for nearly ten years would actually appear in Lijiang City? If Tianchi Xiao'er had been captured early, I'm afraid there wouldn't have been so much to do, the drunkard obviously didn't know that he was close to Zuo, even if we captured him, we wouldn't know it!"

After saying this, all four of them nodded, feeling that they were really unlucky to encounter such a coincidence.

I wanted to earn a reward from the Medicine Spirit Valley, but who would have thought that I didn't earn a single spirit stone, but instead threw away all my years of accumulation, of course, compared to these accumulations, the three-grade cultivation that was cut off was the most important, and it was piled up over a long period of time.

During the conversation, the four of them had traveled more than a thousand miles, and at this moment, suddenly a person dressed as a scholar appeared in front of him, and there was a strange bird with golden feathers flying beside him, but there was a large piece of ink spots, but the person dressed as a scholar was wearing a hat, standing on a detailed cloud in front of them with his hands, looking leisurely at the sky, the breeze was coming, and the clothes were hunting.

"It's you!"

When Huang Jiang Ancestor saw this person, his pupils immediately contracted, and he naturally recognized that at this time, it was Tianchi Meng Xuan, who they were struggling to find in Lijiang City, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to appear in front of him.

Seeing Meng Xuan's moment, Huangjiang Ancestor's first thought was to capture him.

However, the White Crane Ancestor, who was riding a white crane, raised his hand to stop him, signaling him not to be angry.

Huang Jiang immediately understood, now that he had been cut off from his third-grade cultivation, he was no longer sure that he would take this Tianchi disciple.

"Tianchi Xiao'er, what are you doing in front of our road? We don't care about the matter of Yaoling Valley, your elders of Tianchi have asked us for a favor, so let you go this time! He is leaving Jiangcheng at this time, you can go to him!"

Huang Jiang angrily reprimanded, there was no murderous aura, but the love was not stable, after all, he had just suffered a big loss at the hands of the drunkard.

Of course, when you talk about it, you must put gold on your face, and you won't say it so bluntly.

"I know, I've been watching from the sidelines!"

Meng Xuan said lightly, and the clouds under his feet were windless, and he flew towards Huangjiang Ancestor and the others.

"You're next there?"

Huangjiang Ancestor was shocked, and stared at the ink spots on the big golden eagle with strange eyes, thinking of the strange scholar who had been silently behind them, and the black fat crow standing on the scholar's shoulder, his eyes immediately widened, his face was full of disbelief, and he cried out: "You are the scholar who has been following us......?" Right next to us?"

The other three monks also had extremely strange faces, they had thought that this strange scholar was with the disciples of the Demon Clan Academy, who would have thought that he was the Tianchi thief they were looking for?

In addition, no matter how they thought about it, they all felt that the scholar and Meng Xuan at this time were not the same person at all, although they were dressed the same, and even the hat they wore on their heads was the same, but their qi was completely different, and they couldn't get together at all.

In fact, if you change to an ordinary person, you are afraid that you will recognize Meng Xuan from his dress as the strange scholar at a glance, because ordinary people distinguish everything with their eyes, and Meng Xuan's clothes and accessories have not been changed at all, and monks, especially those who have practiced for hundreds of years, have become accustomed to identifying all things with divine thoughts, and Meng Xuan's method of changing his own qi is precisely the nemesis of divine thoughts.

"Is there a magic way to change the qi......?

In addition to being stunned, Huangjiang Ancestor couldn't help but swallow his saliva, he was an old oilman, so he naturally knew the importance of this method.

"Fellow Daoists, although we have cut the three grades of cultivation, but if we work together, it will not be a problem to take down this kid, there must be some spiritual weapon on his body that can change the qi, if we snatch it, which enemy can find us?"

Huangjiang Ancestor secretly transmitted the message to the three people around him, and when the three of them heard the words, there was murderous intent in their eyes.

The White Crane Ancestor had a murderous intent in his heart, but the smile on his face was more sincere, and he smiled bitterly at Meng Xuan: "Little friend of Tianchi, since you were next to you just now, you naturally saw that we had atoned for our sins, not only took out all the spirit stones and pills on our bodies, but even cut the three grades of cultivation, our Liang Zi can always be revealed, we are also deceived by the Medicine Spirit Valley......

As he spoke, he harnessed the white crane and flew to the side quietly for a short while, staring at Meng Xuan faintly to prevent him from escaping.

Meng Xuan smiled coldly and said, "He cuts your cultivation, I want your life, it's irrelevant!"

"Good boy, do you really think that if we cut our own cultivation, you can deal with it?"

The White Crane Old Ancestor drank coldly, and the spiritual power around his body had already begun to condense.

Meng Xuan sneered, did not answer, and directly sacrificed a spiritual weapon, but it was the ghost head pot that was snatched from Situ Shaoxie's hand, and at the same time as the spiritual power was injected, a tent of black mist had already flown out of the ghost head pot, and in an instant, it enveloped the range within a radius of a hundred zhang.

"Don't be afraid, this is the ghost head pot of the Medicine Spirit Valley, it only has a shielding effect, and it has no ability to resist the enemy!"

Huangjiang Ancestor drank coldly, then took a big gulp, and spit out a golden wheel, surrounded by sharp teeth, the whole was pale yellow, and the spiritual power was extremely powerful. The drunkards ordered them to leave the spirit stones and pills, but they did not take away their spiritual weapons, the reason was naturally that the drunkard elders were too high-minded and looked down on them at all, but at this time, it also became a sharp weapon for them to capture and kill Meng Xuan.

As soon as he started to move, he was ruthless, and directly sacrificed his strongest spiritual weapon. Anyway, they also saw that Meng Xuan was not good, so instead of being afraid, it was better to directly work together to kill Meng Xuan, and then take away his spiritual weapon that could change the qi, hide his name, find a barren mountain and wilderness, and hide it for hundreds of years and eighty years before coming out, and they are not afraid that the drunkards can really come to them to seek revenge.

"Two True Spirits Three Grades, Two True Spirits Two Grades ......"

Meng Xuan faced the four angry old guys, and a trace of coldness rose at the corner of his mouth: "You are all true spirit lower level now, and because you have just cut your own cultivation, your spiritual power is unstable, and you want to kill me?"

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