Changsheng: My realm is more than perfect

Chapter 74 Aftermath in Songmang Palace

This person has probably broken through the middle stage of Qi training in the past few days, so he can be among the early disciples.

Judging from his miserable appearance, he probably had to forcefully eat a Flying Blade Lotus Technique before, and even after taking the Rejuvenation Talisman, he was still stumbling.

Of course, he could at least still walk.

Lin Youjiang's injury on the opposite side didn't look so serious, but he still had trouble standing.

The two of them were like two white squabs, flying to the plate on their own.

How tempting.

Wu Meng had a strong urge to step forward and 'knock' someone!

However, perhaps out of caution or out of warning from inspiration, he could never lift his steps.

If you think about it carefully, the previous nights were all about planning and then taking action, following and observing for an hour or two, but tonight it was just a coincidence and no preparation at all.

A few nights ago, no one knew that there was a person like Sap Immortal, but now everyone knew about it.

What's more, Lin Youjiang doesn't look like a fool who has suffered a lot and has no long memory...

The more Wu Meng thought about it, the more sober he became.

This time it's time.

The bloody man has summoned the flying shuttle and wants Yu Jue to leave.

Suddenly, Lin Youjiang sighed: "Let's wrap up before anyone comes."

Not far away from the bloody man, a formation light curtain suddenly lit up, and a formation flag jumped into the air and was caught by a hand that suddenly appeared.

The light curtain faded.

In a space of three feet in radius, five figures stood impressively! !

Wudao had been ambushing the Qianjinshan disciples for an unknown length of time.

One of them threw out an earth binding technique.

I saw layers of rock locks emerging from the ground, clamping the bloody man's ankles and holding him firmly.

The bloody man was shocked, and before he had time to react, another water control technique rushed towards him, drowning his head in the water, and tortured him for several breaths before he was relieved.

The bloody man was suffocating, waving his arms wildly, gasping for air, coughing violently, and even rolled his eyes for a moment.

"Alright, alright."

Lin Youjiang was supported by his junior brother and walked forward and said with a smile: "You don't have to be as experienced as this kind of thing."

He shook his head: "The opportunity is very good tonight. The two of us fought so awkwardly and still didn't see the Sap Immortal. I'm afraid I have made up my mind not to do anything..."

"You are truly an extremely cautious person, I am ashamed of myself."

When Lin Youjiang saw that his junior brothers and sisters wanted to flatter him, he sighed and waved his hands: "It's not a bad trip. There are surprises day and night. The lost things can be regarded as tuition fees!"

He lowered his head and said: "This person should be a disciple of Songmang Peak. I have seen him during the competition a few days ago."

The group of people took off the bloody man's storage bag and walked away.

After a long time.

The shocked Wu Meng just moved closer and took a glance.

The bloody man lay paralyzed in the grass, his brows furrowed.

Isn't that face Liu Qingxi's? !

Looking at the other party, Wu Meng was deeply moved.

Liu Qingxi thought he had won, but in fact he lost completely, while Wu Meng thought he had a chance to win, but he almost capsized in the gutter.

Today is really...

Everyone learned a lesson.

Wu Meng stared at the other person for a moment, shook his head and drifted away.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Wu Meng invited Luo Qingbao to the cave. He first returned the man fifty spiritual stones, and then gave him a bottle of medium-grade cloud pattern pill.

This bottle of elixir is worth one hundred and twenty spiritual stones and was found from Lin Youjiang.

Of course, Wu Meng said that he refined it himself.

Luo Qingbao wanted to refuse, but was forced to do so by Wu Meng and coerced by telling a story, so he accepted.

"Brother Luo, have you ever revealed that I know martial arts?" Wu Meng asked.

When he joined the clan, Wu Meng had greeted him.

Luo Qingbao shook his head: "I only talked to Senior Sister Wang Xumeng, and Master. Is there any problem?"

It was revealed to these two people before Wu Meng entered the clan.

Wu Meng shook his head: "Don't let anyone else know."

"Don't worry, I will definitely keep it secret!"

At noon that day, the trial disciples and elders returned from the sect's secret realm.

Everyone's expressions ranged from joy to worry.

Songmang Peak.     In the slightly dim palace.

Taoist Wuzun came to the door again.

Song Mang stared at the other party with a red face: "What are you doing here?!"

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, something big has happened! Ten disciples died in the secret realm this time, and three others were infected with miasma. They are not far away from death."

Song Mang frowned: "Which disciple will die?"

"It doesn't matter which sect, three of us died, all of them were advanced Qi practitioners."

Song Mang was silent for a moment.

Fengxizhou is not an area that is particularly rich in spiritual energy, and the high-level disciples who practice qi here are already considered the mainstay of the sect.

Once you have the opportunity to build a foundation, it will be the elder-level combat power that affects the situation.

The death of three people at once meant that for the sect, many years of development had been wasted.

"You are here to ask me about the elixir, right?"

Song Mang threw a porcelain bottle over and said, "Given how bad you are, I don't think you will waste the elixir on the people of the outer sect."

"Old man, you are insulting me."

"Get out!!"

"Don't do anything yet!"

Wu Zun smiled: "Have you ever heard of the Sap Immortal who caused trouble a few days ago?"

Song Mang was stunned. Before he could speak, Wu Zun had already told him about two incidents from a few nights ago.

After finishing speaking, he had retreated to a safe distance from the palace gate.

"Old man, look to see if he is your peak disciple..."

"This boy's character is really excellent... If he is really a disciple of our sect, I will definitely open a mountain to recruit disciples..."

The last intermittent words came from outside the hall.

Wuzun Chaoyun had already flown a long distance on the cloud.

He looked back and saw that in front of the mountain hall, the clouds and mist were calm, and there was not the slightest fluctuation as expected.

He exclaimed in surprise: "It's weird, why didn't this grumpy old man take action today..."

Of course no one did anything.

Because the eyes of Song Mangzheng in the main hall were shining with a hint of astonishment on his face.

According to Wu Zun's words, the most striking feature of Sap Immortal is his "knowledge of martial arts". In addition, it is speculated that he has practiced extremely powerful breath gathering techniques.

Two features combined into one.

Song Mang thought of Wu Meng even with his feet.

First, he slapped Senior Brother Luofenggu and then Senior Brother Qianjinshan...

These two are both descendants of aristocratic families!

Song Mang opened his mouth.

Deep down, I felt that Wu Meng was too courageous.

However, when he thought about it, he remembered how this guy was "cowardly" while refining alchemy during the day.

The test questions for Bi Chun Dan and Cloud Pattern Pill for the next two days were leaked in advance, but this guy just pretended to give up...

Song Mang thought for a long time, and his expression changed from shock to subtle and unspeakable.

Beside him, a woman in a purple dress appeared out of nowhere.

Song Mang turned to look at her and suddenly laughed: "Do you still think he has a temperament like Yu'er?"

There was no response from the palace.

Song Mang continued: "No fighting or grabbing?"

"What a mistake!"

Song Mang stood alone in the dark hall, talking to himself.

Leaning slightly, he seemed to have thought of something, his face showed a trace of vigilance, and he shook his head repeatedly: "I have only been in the sect for a few days, and the old thief Wu Zun has been targeting me. I'm not worried..."

January flies by quickly.

Wu Meng finished his work today. As the last ray of spiritual energy was absorbed, the cyclone expanded and filled the entire Dantian.

The three levels of Qi training are perfect.

He opened his eyes and exhaled slowly.

(End of this chapter)