Starting from the daily settlement, there will be a left-behind fairy king.

After a while, the three evil cultivators of Wusheng had retreated hundreds of miles in pain. When they couldn't hold on any longer, they escaped into the Taotao River and walked along the river, hiding in it and slowly recovering from their injuries.

When I looked inside, I saw that the internal organs in my body were almost shattered by the talisman, and I couldn't help but feel angry in my heart.

It's not hatred for Gu Qianqiu.

Instead, he hated his own incompetence, unable to even block the power of a second-level high-grade attack talisman. If it can be blocked, it is absolutely impossible for Gu Qianqiu to escape, and he will die with him no matter what.

Being able to die together with a second-level high-grade Talisman Master is his supreme honor as a member of the Hidden Killing Sect.

"Damn it!"

The Wusheng Sanmen evil cultivator closed his eyes tightly, cursed secretly, and then quietly adjusted his breath. After a hundred breaths, he suddenly received a secret message from the door.

[Immediately exit the central part of the Shenyun Mountain Range. I have asked for leave from Danzhen's fortune-telling. That area of ​​heaven is profound and thousands of miles deep. The spiritual consciousness cannot be extended. Stepping into it is equivalent to opening one's eyes and going blind. To accurately calculate its location is far more serious than spying on the golden elixir monks. Even the fake elixir monks will have to lose thirty to fifty years of life.

The lifespan of the fake elixir is not as long as the thousand years of the real Jindan, but it is only a hundred years longer than the lifespan of Zhuji. The two fake elixir fortune-telling monks in the sect are both over two hundred years old, and no one dares to waste their lifespan like this. 】

After receiving the message, the three evil cultivators of Wu Sheng sighed helplessly, and finally chose to forcibly take the Nishang Yin Pill and left quickly. But before leaving, that persistent stage of foundation building flashed through my mind.

"After that boy used the secret method of burning life, his strength was equal to mine. How dare he attack and kill Gu Qianqiu." Naturally, he would not think that the other party was following him, because if he was sneaking and hiding, he would not be able to complete the foundation building. It may be discovered, so the appearance of the other party is most likely a coincidence.

If it's just a coincidence, then this kid is really desperate, and his mind is not very smart.

Putting away his thoughts, the three evil cultivators of Wusheng quickly disappeared into the mountains, forests and rivers and quickly disappeared without a trace.

……

In the Wood Spirit Blessed Land.

Feng Jue waited for the news anxiously. Gu Qianqiu was at the end of his strength. If he was not killed this time, all the previous sacrifices would be in vain. This was really disappointing.

After a while.

There was movement in the sound transmission stone.

Feng Jue's spiritual consciousness was overjoyed when he checked it out.

The soul in his body couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "Foundation Establishment can spy on the secrets of the Golden Core level. This kid's divination method must have come from that group of people, and it is very likely that he has obtained all the true information."

Feng Jue couldn't help but sigh as his consciousness landed on the location transmitted by the sound transmission stone.

To the north of Mu Ling Blessed Land, in the forest of stone tablets inherited by the five hundred miles away fake alchemy monks, under the sixteenth river tablet.

"Thank you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Jue immediately chased after him.

On the other side, Wen Jiu couldn't help but sigh when he looked at Xuemo Sanqian, whose corpse energy had been exhausted. It's not that I lament the consumption of corpse energy, because Dongquan can replenish it at any time without turning into bones.

And it can make up for about seven mistakes.

Involving many golden elixir monks, his life skills are incalculable, but they are only comparable to the golden elixir level secrets, and the corpse life skills are still easy to grasp. His emotion was only because of the opportunities in the Wood Spirit Blessed Land.

Such is the case with a blessed place.

Shenjue Qianfeng controls more than 70% of the blessed cultivation land of Shenjue Qianfeng. I really don’t know how many good things there are.

"Stop it, stop it. There are countless temptations in the world. For the great cause of Zuodao Jindan, we must be steady." Wen Jiu immediately gathered his thoughts and suppressed the greed in his heart.

The evil spirits have already been obtained, so just follow the steps. There is no need to take risks for these things. If one body is lost, even if ten blessed places are robbed, it will not be able to make up for it.

Putting away her thoughts, Wen Jiu couldn't help but recall the message that had just been sealed off. The monks with perfect fortune-building skills could not use fortune-telling to predict the golden elixir-level secrets. Once they were forcibly peeked, their lifespan would probably be exhausted.

And the Blood Ink Three Thousand only needs to use up the corpse energy.

"Following this logic, but the heavenly secrets comparable to the Golden Core level are so unpredictable, then I use three immortal bones and five Dongquan Ghost Kings. That is eight Golden Core level opportunities, plus the secret of rebirth. , Presumably the golden elixir fortune-telling monk from Wusheng Sanmen can't forcefully spy on my fortune telling."

Thinking of this, Wen Jiu felt more and more at ease.

When the five ghosts pass through the tribulation and all enter the second level, their own secrets will increase, and it will be even more difficult to predict him.

Put away your thoughts.

Wen Jiu stared closely at the positions of Gu Qianqiu and Feng Jue shown on the Earth Star in the dark world, and guided Feng Jue forward.

the other side.

Feng Jue quickly chased into the depths of the Wood Spirit Blessed Land, his speed even surpassed all the Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators, and was even a few points faster than some fake elixir cultivators. In order to kill Gu Qianqiu as soon as possible, Feng Jue no longer held back and used the golden elixir-level magical secret technique that he had survived from the six-armed stone statue.

"Move forward and to the left." After receiving Wen Jiu's message, Feng Jue adjusted his direction and continued to fly away.

In a short time, the forest of fake elixir inheritance stone tablets arrived.

Without even thinking about it, Feng Jue immediately rushed towards the sixteenth stone tablet.

Gu Qianqiu, who was hiding among them, was still lucky and guessed whether the opponent was bluffing. It was obvious that when the opponent's killing move was clear, Gu Qianqiu knew that his position had been discovered.

But he clearly used a second-level high-grade shielding talisman to protect his whole body and avoid any tracking spells.

In the middle stage of foundation building, how can one know that he is under the sixteenth stone tablet?
"Fellow Taoist, you are not an evil cultivator from the Wu Sheng Sect... No matter what blood feud there is, please put the overall situation first. If I die, the forces in the Shenyu Mountain Range will lose a large supply of second-level high-grade talismans. The dead monk There will be more." Gu Qianqiu had no choice but to activate the talisman and run away. The spell could not be used, and the escape talisman could not withstand the second time. In desperation, Gu Qianqiu could only seek medical treatment in a hurry.

however.

The other party is still chasing after him, getting closer and closer.

He wanted to use the second-level high-quality talisman again, but the cold poison of the magic spell was getting deeper and deeper, and his mana could not be output to activate the second-level high-quality talisman. As for the second-level mid-level, if you throw it out, the opponent will destroy it easily, and you can't even block it.

"My life is at stake... Why do you know where I am when you are only in the middle of foundation building!" Seeing that the other party was close at hand and he had no power to fight back, Gu Qianqiu could only sigh sadly and express his confusion.

Feng Jue didn't respond, and directly penetrated Gu Qianqiu's body with the magic weapon, took off the head, and put away the storage bag and cassock on his body.

"Thanks to Brother Han!"

Heads obtained.

Feng Jue was secretly excited.

After another message to inquire, Feng Jue did not leave in a hurry, but began to search the blessed land.

A quarter of an hour later.

Feng Jue left.

……

Just a quarter of an hour after Feng Jue left, the owner of Ziyun Valley and Wu Shaochuan rushed outside the blessed land one after another.

"Brother Gu, we are here."

The owner of Ziyun Valley grinned and quickly rushed into the blessed land, waiting for Gu Qianqiu to reveal his hiding place.

Wu Shaochuan also followed closely into the blessed land. After exploring the battlefield with his spiritual consciousness, he determined that there was no aura of evil cultivators. He looked displeased when he chased the evil cultivators into the depths. "The evil cultivators from Wusheng Sanmen are really cunning. They know that they can't find them." Gu Qianqiu immediately retreated and did not pursue him at all. "

The credit for cultivating the evil cultivator of the Hidden Killing Sect in the later stages of foundation building had slipped away at his fingertips.

"It would be great if Gu Qianqiu could keep him for a little longer." Wu Shaochuan sighed again, and the owner of Ziyun Valley looked at him with pity. After all, killing a late-stage foundation-building evil cultivator of the Hidden Killing Sect was a huge achievement.

The master of Ziyun Valley said again, "Brother Gu has been hit by the cold poison of breaking magic and cannot mobilize his magic power, otherwise he will definitely be held back."

The words fall.

The two of them walked all the way inside.

However. I haven't been able to wait for a reply from Chuanying.

"Why haven't you recovered yet?" The face of the master of Ziyun Valley changed slightly, but he didn't think of the worst.

Because he knew that if he used life skills to spy in the Wood Spirit Blessed Land, it would be equivalent to spying on a real alchemy monk. Even a fake alchemy monk would pay a high price. How could they be so willing to sacrifice their lives?
therefore.

No one among the three gates of Wusheng can have a glimpse of the ancient position.

In a place thousands of miles away, spiritual consciousness cannot be released, and it is even more impossible to find Gu Qianqiu.

however.

As time goes by.

There was still no movement from the sound transmission stone.

Unexpected.

The Master of Ziyun Valley's voice transmission suddenly started to move. After looking into it with his spiritual consciousness, he was shocked and said, "Elder Wu, the voice transmission from the Gu family, my old man, the life soul lamp that Brother Gu left at home was extinguished half an hour ago. !”

"what?"

Wu Shaochuan's expression also changed suddenly.

"How is it possible? This Wood Spirit Blessed Land was specially selected by our sect, False Dan Master, to guard against the three life-sect monks of Wu Sheng. The life-spell monks cannot spy on its definite location, so how can others find the location of Gu Qianqiu in it? ?”

Wu Shaochuan couldn't believe it, but the owner of Ziyun Valley and the people of the Gu family couldn't make such a joke.

The more so.

Wu Shaochuan felt more and more incredible.

"Could it be that the only golden elixir life-spell monk from Wusheng Sanmen took action?" Wu Shaochuan asked in surprise.

The master of Ziyun Valley on the side shook his head in denial, "Golden elixir monks, logically speaking, would never waste their lifespan to care about the affairs of late-stage foundation-building monks, right?"

"If he hadn't taken action, would there be any other possibility?" Wu Shaochuan responded angrily, feeling angry and anxious for a moment.

The owner of Ziyun Valley was speechless.

Lost in thought.

Wu Shaochuan then spoke, "Report this matter immediately. It concerns the Golden Core cultivators and is no longer something we can interfere with."

……

Three days later.

The wild land in the southern part of the Shenyu Mountains.

The three evil cultivators of Wu Sheng who had previously failed to assassinate Gu Qianqiu had escaped into it and were preparing to return to the Sea of ​​Demons from the mortal world. At this time, there was sudden movement in the secret sound transmission.

[Brother Sui Xian was so powerful that even the fortune-telling monks were helpless, it was truly remarkable that Brother Sui Xian could still successfully assassinate him. The death of Gu Qianqiu caused quite a stir in the Hidden Kill Sect, and even Master Fake Dan praised Brother Sui repeatedly.

When he comes back this time, Brother Sui will definitely receive a great reward, and he may even be given the Yin Pill to break through the realm and complete the foundation building. I will wait for Brother Sui to return. I have already prepared a banquet to celebrate Brother Sui. 】

"Ok?"

Sui Xian's face condensed and he didn't know why.

But he noticed a few words - the death of Gu Qianqiu.

"What, Gu Qianqiu is dead?"

Just when Sui Xian felt incredible, secret messages came one after another, all with words of congratulations.

This made Sui Xian very sure that the person just now was definitely not joking, nor was he here to show off.

Gu Qianqiu is really dead.

But he didn't do anything?
Why did Gu Qianqiu die?
"Could it be him?"

The old monk in the middle stage of foundation building emerged in Sui Xian's mind, but he thought it was unlikely.

Thinking of this, Sui Xian quickly asked about the situation. When he learned that Gu Qianqiu died on the day of his assassination, Sui Xian was stunned.

Is it really him?
impossible.

How did he find Gu Qianqiu's location?

……

In the cold stream mountains.

After the Feng Jue incident, Wen Jiu asked Li Yan about the situation in the far west. Wen Jiu was speechless for a moment after learning that all the dozens of side peak monks, including the Deadman Peak monks, had died in battle.

Elder Wuxiu had also died in the battle, Dibao Division Xunjiangxing, and Zhenling Division Xiang Wenlong were also severely damaged by the evil cultivators who were guarding the Dead Man's Peak. Although he died under the protection of the talisman given by Wen Jiu, the situation was not good either. If you continue, you are destined to die on the battlefield.

of course.

Wen Jiu also thought about sending a few people to Fengyun Fairy City to live an anonymous life like Chen Daoqing and others.

But no one wanted to leave.

Compared to surviving, both Xun Jiangxing and Xiang Wenlong were more willing to live and die with the Dead Man Peak.

Without him.

Just because Dead Man's Peak is home.

In desperation, Wen Jiu could only respect their choice, and just asked Li Yan to find a way to send their descendants to the middle of the Shenyu Mountains, and then hand them over to Fang Qinian and arrange them in the Fang family business.

As for the situation in Dongfang Tiancheng, there were many battles with the foundation-building monks of Wu Sheng Sect, and there were losses and losses, so there was no big problem.

After learning about the situation at Dead Man's Peak, Wen Jiu asked Fang Qinian and senior brother Li Mu about their situation. Under Fang Qinian's arrangement, Li Mu and the others have changed their appearance and integrated into the Fang family business.

Fang Qinian also sent someone to secretly provide some cultivation resources. According to Fang Qinian, this was all because Li Mu and the others had good qualifications, but Wen Jiu knew that Li Mu and the others had a lot of cultivation talents in the Fang family, and this was not just because of him.

Wen Jiu chose to acquiesce to this. After all, he couldn't take care of Li Mu and others, so it didn't matter if he was left to others to take care of them and owed a small favor. With his current power, he could afford to repay no matter how much he owed Fang Qinian.

A few days later.

Feng Jue returns.

After coming back, I came to Lengxi Mountain as soon as possible.

Before seeing Wen Jiu, Feng Jue gave Wen Ya and Mu Changan a rather large meeting gift.

Mu Changan got a first- and second-grade low-grade protective robe, and Wen Ya got a high-quality second-grade low-grade protective inner armor.

Mu Changan and Wen Ya were so frightened that they didn't dare to accept it, but Feng Jue said coldly, "Just keep it if I give it to you. If you don't accept it, you won't give me face. I became a disciple for Master Jin Dan. If you don't give me face, You two weigh the price."

Upon hearing this, Mu Changan and Wen Ya were afraid to accept it.

When Wen Jiu saw this scene in the cave, he really shouldn't say anything. The first time he saw Master Jin Dan using his identity to threaten the low-level monks on the first and second levels of Qi training was because the other party did not dare to accept the gift.

When the two of them panicked and kept thanking each other, Feng Jue had already passed the two of them and shouted loudly: "Brother, I have brought something good!"

Ok?
Wen Jiu paused.

[Second update at 12pm. 】(End of this chapter)