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Hearing Xie Ji's reply, black dragon also breathed a sigh.

He was really afraid that Xie Ji would not agree. If there was a quarrel at that time, he would have to face two yuan infantile experts and would suffer a great loss.

"So, take me to the place of the spirit of your blue falling peak. I'll take it now." The black dragon obviously came prepared and asked to receive the spirit pulse.

"Hahaha, it's the best. Younger martial sister Xie, since Heifeng stronghold is willing to give in, then biluofeng should be more cheerful!" Wu Cheng laughed happily. For him, it was a happy result.

Xie Ji nodded solemnly without saying hello. She turned around and led the doorman back to the mountain.

Seeing Xie Ji so rude, Wu Cheng was also angry in the corners of his eyes, but it was not the time to investigate. He hugged the black dragon and said, "black dragon Taoist friends, let's follow up!"

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The back mountain of biluofeng has always been a place of no one's interest. Here are covered with ancient trees in the sky, stacked and dense.

Among the dense ancient trees, there is a rugged stone forest with weathered stone fragments, which can vaguely see the traces of years.

"This is the place of the spirit of my blue falling peak!" Xie Ji pointed to a small cave in the stone forest and said.

They looked along Xie Ji's instructions. Sure enough, they saw a crack in a large stone mountain. It was dark inside. They didn't know where it led.

"This is a second grade spirit pulse." By judging the aura emanating from the stone crack, Chen Feng determined the grade of the spirit pulse.

"Black dragon, help yourself." Xie Ji said coldly that only by giving her spiritual pulse can she preserve biluofeng, so she had a sense of humiliation at the bottom of her heart.

Obviously, the black dragon didn't intend to be polite to Xie Ji. There was a wave when he started. He saw a stone pot suddenly appear on the palm of the black dragon's hand. Looking at the product level, it was a magic weapon of the top treasure level.

"I can't imagine that Heifeng stronghold attaches so much importance to spiritual pulse that even the" swallowing pot "is ready“ Wu Cheng said with a smile, as if he didn't care in his tone.

The spirit swallowing pot is a magic weapon specially used to collect the spirit pulse in the cultivation world. It is very precious.

The black dragon didn't speak. He strode into the crack in the stone and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

"If I completely collapse the stone crack now, I can certainly trap the black dragon in it!" The essence in Xie Ji's eyes flashed, and a sense of killing diffused as if there were nothing.

However, the other party is obviously prepared. All the disciples of Heifeng stronghold who came with Heilong rushed out of the stone crack vigilantly and guarded the stone crack closely.

Xie Ji thought repeatedly and gave up the tempting idea. If the black dragon is buried here, biluofeng will face the real anger of Heifeng stronghold. At that time, Heifeng stronghold will no longer worry about Xianyun sect. It is bound to make all the experts and destroy the Biluo peak into ashes.

Suddenly, the earth vibrated, making the people with poor cultivation unstable.

"Started..." Xie Ji was a little sad. The earth shook, indicating that the black dragon had begun to collect the spirit pulse.

"Boom -"

The rocks kept rolling down, and the earth slowly cracked fingers.

The feelings of the disciples of biluofeng are unspeakably dull. From then on, they have no foundation to establish a sect. But the situation is better than people. Now, they can only bear it silently.

After more than an hour, the vibration of the earth suddenly stopped, and the surrounding aura suddenly became very thin, making people feel a burst of emptiness.

After a few breaths, the figure of the black dragon suddenly stepped out of the stone crack, with a thick happy look on his face.

"Black dragon road friend, congratulations." Wu Cheng said to the black dragon with a smile.

"Thanks to the blessing of Wu chengdaoyou, the spirit pulse of biluofeng is really good. It will evolve into a third-class spirit pulse in a hundred years." The Black Dragon said with a smile, "since the spirit pulse has been reached, I'll leave." After that, the black dragon took a big hand for a while and shot into the sky first. As soon as the other disciples saw it, they also rose to guard the sword and chased after it.

The expression on Wu Cheng's face was very complex: "younger martial sister Xie, what the Black Dragon said is true. The spirit pulse of biluofeng is really about to evolve into a third-class spirit pulse?"

Xie Ji's face was cold. Instead of answering Wu Cheng's words, she arched her hands casually and said in a clear voice, "thank you, senior brother Wu Cheng, for coming to solve the siege, but the sudden crack of biluofeng has changed greatly, so you won't be left."

With that, Xie Ji let the people of Xianyun sect stay in place and leave.

"Master, what shall we do?" When the people of biluofeng disappeared in sight, a disciple of Xianyun sect came up to Wu Cheng and asked in a low voice, "are these people of biluofeng so rude, even if they are so rude?" His name is Ma Hui. He is Wu Cheng's closest disciple.

"Shut up!" Wu Cheng scolded coldly, "remember, from now on, don't offend the people of biluofeng."

"Why, master, our strength is much stronger than them. We're afraid they won't succeed?"

Wu Cheng's face was completely cold: "remember, you can't afford to offend Yuan Ying. Now the sect is preparing Cangzhou Dabi. It's the time of employment. No unrest is allowed!"

"I see, master!" Ma Hui replied in a low voice, with a flash of pure light in his eyes.

"Hui'er, you are one of the most potential disciples of Xianyun sect. You should work hard in the next month. If you can break through Yuanying, you must have a place in Cangzhou Dabi!" Wu Cheng's words were full of solemnity: "I've obtained a panacea for you. When you go back, you'll shut up."

"Yes, master!" Ma Hui's eyes were full of ecstasy and responded respectfully.

……

In the heart nourishing hall, biluofeng disciples gathered together, and everyone's face was filled with grief and anger.

"Disciples, I'm sorry for my failure to protect the blue falling peak." Xie Ji said dejectedly.

"But..." Xie Ji said, "Wu Cheng just promised me that Xianyun sect would compensate us for a spiritual pulse. As a teacher, I decided to go to Xianyun sect and ask for spiritual pulse! "

"Master, is there any danger?" Bai muxue asked anxiously.

Xie Ji said confidently, "don't worry, Xianyun sect is the time to hire people. As a teacher, he is already a master of Yuanying. Xianyun sect will certainly please me. Otherwise, Wu Chenggang won't have such a huge change."

"For the past few days, you'll stay in the blue falling peak. Don't go down the mountain at will!" Xie Ji ordered seriously, then asked Chen Feng very sincerely: "master Chen Feng, your strength is strong, please take care of one or two."

Chen Feng nodded happily. Even if Xie Ji didn't say, he would take care of biluofeng up and down.

"Mu Xue, you are the eldest martial sister. You should restrain the younger martial sisters!" Xie Ji gave orders again and again. Then she grew up and flew quickly in the direction of Xianyun sect.

"Younger martial sisters, let's listen to the master and go back to practice!" Bai muxue took out the shelf of the eldest martial sister and asked the girls to go back.

Chen Feng saw that he had nothing to do and planned to quit. However, Bai muxue's crisp cry stopped Chen Feng.

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