Changyang

The sandalwood box is warm and cool to the touch, with a faint herbal smell.

Changyang lowered his head and opened it, and saw that the box was glowing with light cyan. If he looked carefully, he saw that it was a green round elixir. The body of the elixir looked beautiful and shiny, and it exuded a refreshing smell.

"Smells good." Baimei sniffed and came closer and said.

"Cheng Qing said that it is not easy to refine this elixir, and only one can be produced in one furnace." Ping Qingyun asked her, "Chang Yang, what do you want this elixir for?"

Changyang closed the box: "Repair the golden elixir."

Ping Qingyun followed her for a while, then suddenly realized: "Repair the golden elixir? Your golden elixir is injured? Then you will have to fight to the death in five days?! Changyang, do you know that the life and death arena has been set up, everyone We are all waiting for a good show.”

By the time he finished asking, Changyang had already left.

The man next to me, Bai Mei, dug his ears and said to Ping Qingyun, "You are so noisy."

Ping Qingyun: "..."

Apparently, among the three, he is the only one who still has his sanity.

And Bai Mei has already followed Chang Yang, chasing her back to Beidou Pavilion.

In the later period of the confinement, in addition to practicing brushwork, Changyang had been practicing Gui Yanbu's body technique, which was considered to have achieved some results.

Now that time was running out, she had only time to use the Shengmai Pill first, and the Nascent Soul Demonic Pill could not be consumed for the time being.

"I'm going to trouble you to keep watch these days." After Chang Yang entered the house, he said to Ping Qingyun and Bai Mei who were following him.

Ping Qingyun leaned against the door frame: "I've been waiting for you for a month, and I won't miss you for a few days."

Baimei raised her head to the sky and howled, trying to intimidate everyone around her. Her wolf eyes were like swords: "Never let anyone get close to you!"

Chang Yang smiled, took the Shengmai Pill, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to repair the cracks in his Golden Pill.

The Shengmai Pill was made from green ginseng as the main ingredient. It was slightly bitter in the mouth, and then astringent on the tip of the tongue. When swallowed from the throat, it melted instantly, and a rich green vitality surged into her body and followed the meridians to the Ling Mansion.

Since she entered the astral realm, she has not had any wounds on her body, and her spiritual power has been exhausted to the extreme. Without the spiritual stone to replenish it in time, her spiritual palace often feels astringent and withered.

As soon as the Shengmai Dan melted into the body, Changyang felt like a bright and moist spring rain was ushering in, which relieved the chapped and astringent spiritual house bit by bit. In a trance, even the flow of spiritual power became faster, which made people couldn't help but look forward to it. The spring rain falls harder.

"Chang Yang, control your concentration, gather the vitality radiated by the Shengmai Pill, and focus on repairing the cracks in your golden elixir." Changhua reminded her, "Otherwise, all the vitality will be gone, and we will not be able to repair you. The effect of golden elixir.”

Changyang's spirit froze, and he almost immediately pulled away from this addiction. His spiritual consciousness quickly searched for the green vitality that was almost scattered, and guided it to the crack near the bottom of his golden elixir.

This vitality penetrated into the cracks, but what it brought was no longer the moisture of gentle breeze and drizzle, but sharp pulling and growing pains, as if there were two hands pulling at the cracks, constantly getting closer.

"Will something happen to her?" Bai Mei stared at Chang Yang who was sitting cross-legged. Her brows were furrowed and she broke into a cold sweat soon after.

"It's not that easy to repair the golden elixir." In order not to disturb Chang Yang, Ping Qingyun pulled Bai Mei out and squatted at the door to guard him in turns.

Baimei quickly got used to this position. She would glare at any monk who passed by the door of Changyang's room and put her on the list of suspects. She would stare at them until they disappeared.

Day after day passed, Changyang still sat there cross-legged, motionless.

And everyone already knew that the life and death arena was set up, and some people even went to check out the spots and choose their positions in advance.

On the fifth day, as soon as the sky cleared, a group of monks gathered in front of the Arena of Life and Death, all wanting to come and watch the show.

After all, this is the first honest life-and-death battle since entering the Star Realm. If you want to leave the ring, you must either die or win.

"When will this life and death battle begin?"

"It should be Sishi."

"I heard that Lu Qi took a low-grade elixir and wanted to reach the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

"Success?"

"It failed. It's not that easy to rush forward in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. It's not a heaven-level elixir."

"But even if he fails, his physical strength should have improved a lot. After all, the earth-level elixir is also valuable."

As the daylight gets darker, more and more monks come to the life and death arena to watch.

Xie Jinling took a quick look and found that almost everyone from Tianyi was here. When she saw the person standing in the corner, she couldn't help but said in surprise: "Fu Zhaowei?"

Que Shanxiao originally saw her and wanted to come over to say hello. After hearing Jin Ling's words, he followed her line of sight and saw the young man in the corridor in the distance. The voice under the mask suddenly became interesting: "Even him is here too." Well, this fellow Taoist Changyang is really attracting everyone’s attention.”

Xie Jinling put away her surprise and thought to herself: Of course, this is the person she likes.

"You didn't prepare a magic weapon for her?" Que Shanxiao suddenly asked.

Xie Jinling: "Who?"

"Changyang." Que Shanxiao crossed his arms, "Aren't you expecting her to enter Tianyi?"

Xie Jinling turned to stare at him: "...are you checking me?"

"Your thoughts are too obvious." Queshan's laughter was as weird as ever, "The sword in her hand was given by you, right? I've thought about it for a long time, but no one can give her a fire magic mine immediately except you. Fighting sword."

Xie Jinling's tense shoulders relaxed: "So what if it's me? It's best if she can enter Tianyi immediately and kick me out."

"So in a life-or-death battle...you didn't prepare anything for her?"

Xie Jinling shrugged: "No."

Queshan asked with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that she will die in the ring?"

Xie Jinling said: "If she dies in the ring like this, then she is not the person who can kick me out of Tianyi."

Que Shan looked at the arena in front of him with a smile and mentioned something inexplicably: "Li Zhi is going through a thunderstorm."

Successfully surviving the thunder tribulation is the Nascent Soul, which is the real threshold in the journey of cultivating the Tao.

The Nascent Soul contains a ray of soul, which is equivalent to a monk having a second life. If he dies, he can be reborn if he finds a suitable container.

Li Zhizheng comprehended the third level of Kunlun's Dao, and then advanced to Nascent Soul. He could advance to the upper fifth level again, and perhaps directly enter the Tianzi Class. "If this fellow Taoist Changyang dies in the ring, you may be able to look forward to Li Zhizheng." Que Shan smiled and opened the fan bone in his hand with a pop, blocking half of the mask. "Last time he fell down five floors, like this Calculated... it should also belong to the eastern position."

Xie Jinling looked calm: "Let's talk about it later."

As the time approached, Lu Qi stepped onto the stage of life and death under the eyes of everyone.

At this moment, the stands above are also filled with the heads of various halls. They are responsible for witnessing the results of the life and death arena while ensuring that no one interferes.

Tian Si Lu Qi was born as a disciple of the Rakshasa Sect's inner sect. His figure was less bulky and more powerful than Shang Yang, who had previously stood up for the Youjin Sect.

When he jumped up, his movements were unusually light, with almost no signs of physical fitness.

"What time is it?"

"Where's that Changyang?"

At about the same hour, the person who had been condemned to life and death arrived, and the onlookers also gathered, but Changyang himself was not seen.

"She won't be afraid to come, will she?"

"The situation of life and death is already here, even if you don't dare to come, you have to come."

"Who has seen her? Where are the people?"

The monks watching below began to become restless, and they all looked around to confirm whether Chang Yang was coming.

"Hall Master Shang, hurry her up." A hall master said to Shang Rong, "I have no regrets about life or death."

"Wait a little longer, the time has not come yet." Shang Rong glanced at the sundial, "When the time comes, it's not too late, she can't escape."

……

Beidou Pavilion, seventh floor.

"Changyang hasn't come out yet." Baimei squatted at the door, "It's almost time."

Ping Qingyun was also anxious: "I'll go in and take a look."

He opened the door and looked at Changyang, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed just like a few days ago. There was no change at all, except that the frown between his eyebrows was no longer tight.

She was repairing the golden elixir, and Ping Qingyun couldn't disturb her. He could only pace back and forth at the door, sweating from the anxiety.

"I don't know what the consequences of being late will be." Ping Qingyun thought for a while and decided that he should inquire first. He picked up the jade sign and was about to ask the master of Zhidu Hall, Shang Rong.

At this time, Bai Mei, who was squatting at the door, suddenly stood up straight and stared into the room.

Ping Qingyun was attracted by her movements and subconsciously looked back, only to see a golden light suddenly erupting from Changyang's body, full and full.

When the golden light dissipated, Chang Yang also opened her eyes, her eyes bright, and the operation of her spiritual palace's golden elixir had never been so easy.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Ping Qingyun came back to his senses and rushed over to pull Chang Yang, "It's almost time, you're going to be late!"

Chang Yang was stunned for a moment, then took out his sword: "I'll take the first step."

She stepped out of the room, wielded her sword and rushed straight to the arena of life and death. Before the retreat, Ping Qingyun told her the location of the arena of life and death.

"Hey..." Ping Qingyun chased him out, only to see an afterimage of sword light.

Seeing that the white eyebrow next to him suddenly transformed into a giant wolf and was about to rush out, Ping Qingyun quickly shouted: "Me! Me! And me!"

Bai Mei rested his forelimbs on the railing, turned his head and glanced at him, then grabbed him in his mouth, jumped down from the pavilion with his wolf body, and covered several miles in just a few jumps.

Ping Qingyun was caught in the mouth of a wolf for the first time in his life: "..."

"The time has come and she hasn't come yet." Lu Qi raised his head and looked at the stand, "Master Shang Hall, what should we do with Chang Yang?"

Shang Rong was about to speak when he saw a voice coming from mid-air and changed his words: "She's here."

When Changyang landed, Sishi had just arrived.

"Can we start?" Lu Qi stared at Chang Yang gloomily, but shouted, "Master of Shang Hall."

"can."

Before Shang Rong finished speaking, Lu Qi suddenly approached Chang Yang and punched her head. The wind from the punch almost hurt her face.

Chang Yang turned around and hid, and clasped the opponent's forearm with his left hand, as if he was holding a stone, hard and unstoppable.

"Seeking death!" Lu Qi yelled, picked up Chang Yang from the waist and threw him to the ground.

His hands were so strong that he almost crushed Chang Yang into pieces.

Chang Yang was picked up from the waist, her eyes turned upside down. At the same time, she kicked Lu Qi in the Dantian, and swung the sword with her right hand to slash at the arm she was holding.

But in an instant, Lu Qi reacted. He let go of his other hand and punched Chang Yang's right wrist.

As long as it hits him, her sword will not only fail to cut off his arm, but will also destroy one of his hands.

With the shackles off his waist, Chang Yang used his strength to climb over Lu Qi's head. At the same time, he let go of the unsheathed sword with his right hand, reached out with his left hand from the gap between the two of them, grasped the handle of the sword again, and cut it through his arm.

Between the rabbit and the falcon, they met each other, and the two immediately swapped places. Changyang appeared to be uninjured when he landed, while Lu Qi's left forearm was cut around by the unsheathed sword, splattering a circle of blood.

If Lu Qi hadn't been a physical practitioner and his body was extremely strong, Chang Yang's sword might have cut off his arm directly.

Most of the monks below took a breath when they saw this, but in the blink of an eye, these two people made a move, and at first glance, Lu Qi suffered a loss.

But there are also discerning people who see the clues.

"This little injury is of no use to Lu Qi as a physical practitioner."

"Changyang's waist is injured."

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