After my death, I became the white moonlight of the whole cultivation world

Chapter 14 Another Primordial Spirit

Even in the enchantment outside the magic circle, one can feel the deterrent sword intent, which lasted for another two breaths before it was scattered in the world, leaving only some symbols.

With that posture just now, most people would think that it was a sword cultivator who had transformed into a god. Who would have thought that it was just transformed by a talisman?
Although the person who draws the talisman, if he has a sword in his hand, he can play the role of Huashen Jianxiu flawlessly.

As soon as the sword intent dissipated, the mountain-protecting formation also completely subsided amidst a burst of humming—it was scrapped.

A one-time mountain protection formation is really rare in a lifetime.

Qi Yuemian took back the flute and laughed at herself, "What's wrong with me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yu, who was sitting upright, trembled, and then spat out blood.

It seemed dangerous, but it was not. His life was saved, and his realm was only slightly damaged, so he could recover from retreat.

This is all thanks to another primordial spirit attached to him.

Qi Yuemian stood aside, watched him calmly adjust his breath, then stood up and looked at herself.

"Thank you Senior Qi for your help."

"Long time no see."

Yun, who dominated his body, closed his eyes and bowed: "I still have some internal affairs to deal with, and I will catch up with Senior Qi later."

After finishing speaking, he called out the sword and swept away.

"..."

The rhetoric is the same, as expected of the good nephew she taught!

Qi Yuemian's expression changed a few times, but in the end he just snorted coldly, and then went back to the water pavilion to continue "rehabilitation".

Yun didn't think about him, but was simply busy with the aftermath.

In addition to the apprentice Mo Yu, there are two other apprentices who are also guarding a formation eye to bless the formation. Their cultivation base is not as good as that of Mo Yu. This will hurt more seriously, and they need to be helped to recover as soon as possible. Then find a place to retreat and heal.

Then, of course, it is to find the person who released thousands of swords in the magic circle.

However, his two apprentices were indeed seriously injured, and the small realm was lost. It took a lot of effort for the two of them to stabilize their minds and start to adjust their breath with the effect of the elixir.

So when he rushed into the cave barrier, Yun was a little anxious, but after seeing the person sitting in the center of the formation itself, and the blood stains on her skirt.

Yun Que's mind went blank for an instant, and when he landed, he was overly flustered, until he heard the faint sound of breathing, and then his legs softened and he knelt down on the ground.

He looked at the person in front of him, he didn't dare to reach out to touch him for a while, and he was not sure whether she would recognize him or not, after hesitating a few times, he tentatively opened his mouth.

"Xianer?"

It was another person who responded to him: "Master!"

"... Ah." Yun turned his head, only to realize that Ning Qingyuan was still there.

Ning Qingyuan looked at him happily: "Are you all right? Those monks are gone?"

"Well, let's go."

"Great!"

However, Yun had never been in contact with these disciples and grandchildren, so he didn't know how to deal with it for a while, so he turned his head to look at Yun Weixian.

Seeing that Yun Weixian opened his eyes silently at some point.

The two met their gazes, and with just one glance, Yun knew that she recognized him.

Yun Weixian was woken up, with a look of lovelessness: "Let's go out first."

When she changed formation just now, she emptied the power of the spirit stone in the enchantment. Now there is only damp and cold inside, and there is a bluffing little guy, who really can't stay for a second.

Yun lowered his eyes and responded, "Okay."

Then subconsciously summoned the sword out, and only remembered the fact that there were three of them after standing up, then hurriedly withdrew the sword a little clumsily, and turned out a slightly larger flying magic weapon from the storage ring.

It was a plantain fan, and when enlarged, it was more than enough for three people to sit on it.

Flying out of the cave, Ning Qingyuan, who was overjoyed, finally remembered one thing - the seventh junior sister had changed.

Just when he was thinking about whether to tell the master, he found himself picked up, and then flung down lightly.

"Don't bother me."

(End of this chapter)