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Luo Yi pointed at Cheng Shiyuan for a long time and was so angry that he couldn't say a word.

Finally he waved his hands.

"No! Anyway, I can enter the Fountain of Sorrow!"

Cheng Shiyuan was also curious and asked the question he had always wanted to ask: "Then why don't you enter the Beiquan?"

Not to mention how long Luo Yi had been in Beiquan before, let's just say that on this day, neither she nor Lin Qi restricted Luo Yi's movements.

As long as Luo Yi wanted to leave, it could happen at any time, but Luo Yi didn't leave.

Not only did he not leave, he also followed her and Lin Qi step by step.

If it weren't for this man's lack of brains, Cheng Shiyuan would have raised his weapon long ago.

Lin Qi listened for a while and suddenly said: "He is helping people break into the Fountain of Misery."

Of course he was referring to the person who snatched the broken flute.

As for who was helping, everyone was a little confused.

But the doubts were soon cleared.

The sound of the flute spread to a radius of ten miles. The monks who were waiting for the situation or recuperating noticed that the restraint of the Fountain of Sorrow had weakened, and rushed in without saying a word.

The originally quiet and peaceful Sad Spring suddenly became lively because of this tune.

When Lin Qi and Cheng Shiyuan arrived, even the dozen monks who were recuperating with Fu Shennong broke into the Beiquan.

Lin Qi couldn't help but sigh, "It seems that the charm of the ninth-grade divine grass is really great!"

Wen Ge looked cold and said with a mocking smile: "These people are seeking their own death."

With a flash of inspiration, Lin Qi seemed to have something, "Fu Shennong is going to take action?"

Wen Ge nodded slightly, "I don't know how many of these people can come out alive."

"Then we want to go in?" Lin Qi glanced at the Bei Quan, still feeling frightened so far.

Wen Ge said simply: "Of course. I want to pursue the old man for revenge. You can go wherever you want."

After saying that, he raised his feet and chased towards the position where Fu Shennong left.

Lin Qi followed without saying a word and waved towards Cheng Shiyuan: "Fellow Daoist Cheng, see you later!"

Cheng Shiyuan's goal was the ninth-grade sacred grass. He broke into the Beiquan without hesitation. He took a different path from Lin Qi.

This was really difficult for Luo Yi. He had difficulty choosing and really didn't know who to go with.

Simply pick up a branch from the ground and drop it. Whoever the branch points to will follow!

Wen Ge noticed that Lin Qi was following, and couldn't help but turn to look at her, "If you don't go and get the ninth-grade sacred grass, why are you following me?"

"The Ninth Grade Divine Herb doesn't appeal to me very much." Lin Qi said calmly: "At least we are from the same sect. The sect master and uncle love money, so I will protect you for a while to prevent an excellent doctor from dying like this. "

Wen Ge hummed, but no longer said any words of rejection.

The real area of ​​Beiquan is not small, and it looks like an ordinary lake from a distance.

It's just that there is no life in this lake, and it is as calm as if it is dead.

Lin Qi secretly cast spells with the Tianling Scepter all the way, dissolving the 'evil energy' around her invisible.

Wen Ge noticed this but did not point it out.

With Lin Qi's help, the two of them walked smoothly in the Beiquan without being affected by the environment at all.

No matter how powerful Master and Disciple Fu Shennong is, without external help, the walking speed in Beiquan is still very slow.

Lin Qi observed for a moment and then said: "It seems that Fu Shennong should have been prepared for it. The impact of the Bei Quan on him is not as great as imagined."

Even with the aid of the flute, all the monks who came along were struggling with themselves, and many of them had difficulty moving.

Although Fu Shennong was affected by the Bei Quan, he could still walk normally and was in much better condition than other monks.

"He has been waiting for this day for several years, so naturally he has made all preparations."

Lin Qi glanced at Wen Ge, "It seems you know a lot?" Wen Ge was silent for a moment before speaking: "Today I am here to settle this grudge once and for all."

Lin Qi: "...In terms of strength, Fu Shennong and Chun Jun may not be your opponent if they join forces. Why did you wait until today?"

Wen Ge glanced at Lin Qi, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

"I am a pharmacist, so naturally I have to use pharmacist methods to deal with him!"

"The pharmacist's method?" Lin Qi's mind was filled with questions.

Soon, he knew what the pharmacist Wen Ge was talking about.

Fu Shennong led Chunjun forward and soon found the location of the ninth-grade sacred grass.

"It's Che Ma Zhi! This old immortal is lucky." Wen Ge mocked in a deep voice.

Lin Qi blinked and looked at the bottom of the cliff.

Chemazhi is a spiritual herb derived from the essence of the sun and moon. It has three shapes.

One is the form of six animals, which are of lower quality. Eating them can strengthen the body and prolong life;

The second is the human form, which is of middle quality and can make people immortal;

The third is the top grade, in the shape of a chariot and horse. If you eat it, you can fly into the clouds and ride on the mist, and become an immortal in half a step.

The chariots and horses at the bottom of the valley are obviously in the shape of chariots and horses, with great aura and immortal energy. If you can eat them, you may not be able to achieve immortality in half a step.

But Lin Qi couldn't help but sigh that the ninth-grade sacred grass grew really well.

Walking straight in from the Bei Spring, there is a steep canyon, which is deep and dangerous. The spring water flows freely and there is no entrance or exit.

Chemazhi happens to grow in the spring water in the canyon.

However, there is no entrance or exit to the spring. It follows the roads on both sides and instead reaches the cliffs on both sides of the canyon.

If you want to enter the canyon, you have to jump down.

But this is within the Five Gods Battlefield, not outside.

Due to the restrictions, everyone no longer has the ability to control the air. Not to mention the fall, if there is an accident, if there is an ambush from the companion beast below, it will be a matter of narrow escape.

Therefore, the ninth-grade sacred grass Chama Zhi has been around for a long time, but no one has picked it yet.

Lin Qi looked up and as expected saw Cheng Shiyuan on the other side, as well as many familiar faces, including Shi Jiumeng, whom Cheng Shiyuan regarded as his biggest opponent.

The cliffs on both sides were filled with monks. They all lowered their heads and looked down, eager to try, but no one dared to actually go down.

This scene looks quite funny.

Just when the scene was in embarrassment, a monk in the crowd suddenly jumped off the cliff.

Some were surprised and some were curious, staring at the situation with wide eyes.

However, before the man had landed a hundred meters away, a huge long tongue suddenly stretched out from the middle of the cliff on the left side.

With a roll of his long tongue, the fallen monk disappeared instantly.

Everyone was shocked, knowing that this was probably Che Ma Zhi's companion beast who had taken action.

But after this wave passed, no one jumped down again.

Just when Lin Qi thought that the stalemate would continue for a long time, Shi Jiumeng who was on the cliff opposite suddenly jumped down.

Cheng Shiyuan, who had been staring at her, followed her whereabouts without saying a word.

The two of them moved one after another, as if some kind of mechanism had been activated, and the monks on both sides of the cliff jumped down one after another.

Like making dumplings.

Wen Ge and Lin Qi were not in a hurry. They waited until the others were almost done jumping before they stood on the edge of the cliff and looked down.

I saw dozens of monks fighting with a two-winged white tiger.

The two-winged white tiger was so fierce that it could flatten a monk with one strike. Thanks to its wings, it could fly freely through the air and attack the fallen monk very arrogantly. (End of chapter)