Enter the Immortal Cultivation

Mao Zimiao was not unconscious for too long. The Tianyan Atlas gave her a strong vitality. Excluding the abnormal Ai Qinglan, she can be said to be superior to her peers in terms of mana and vitality. In terms of mana alone, she is even higher than Ai Changyuan. In this kind of AOE damage, as long as she does not die on the spot, her survival rate is not lower than anyone else.

When she woke up, she sniffed and sneezed because of the thick water vapor in the air. Fearing that he would encounter ancient magic in an incomplete state, Wang Qi did not go too deep. This cave is actually on the seashore. Wang Qi did not seal the gap between the rocks. The cold wind rushed in with the moisture of the sea water. There was still some pale sunlight. Mao Zimiao guessed that it was still before sunrise.

In a daze, Mao Zimiao looked up and saw half a pale and terrifying face. She was frightened and "meowed", and quickly retreated, lowering her body and posing a fighting posture.

But after landing, Mao Zimiao found that it was Wang Qi.

Wang Qi was sitting on the ground, and a beam of light shone on his face through the gap. Most of his body was in darkness.

However, his face was terribly pale.

Wang Qi seemed to be sick, with no blood on his face, and a ferocious expression, as if he was suffering from great pain.

Mao Zimiao approached Wang Qi carefully, but felt a strong breath of disaster brewing in his body. This kind of thing like martial arts fist was entrenched in a small area. If you don't get close to a certain distance, you can't feel anything at all. But once you step three feet away from Wang Qi. Even if it's only one step, Mao Zimiao can't help but have a premonition of "catastrophe".

"Now, what's going on, meow..." Mao Zimiao stroked the ears on her head and thought carefully. At this time, she recalled the power of the dragon that seemed to destroy the world. And, a warm and powerful embrace.

"You saved me again, meow." Mao Zimiao approached Wang Qi with all her discomfort. She didn't know that Wang Qi was comprehending the Way of Divine Disasters at the moment, and his consciousness had fallen into the cosmic catastrophe 200 million years ago. She just thought that Wang Qi was injured, and in order to protect himself, he took on the power of the giant dragon, which led to this.

The Way of Divine Disasters and the Way of True Sun are both inherited by the dragon clan, and they are all about the universe and civilization, so there is a hint of connection between them. Mao Zimiao didn't understand the martial arts of the dragon clan. So he couldn't tell the difference between the two.

However. It's good that he didn't die.

Mao Zimiao knew that Wang Qi actually had the Flame of Life. The characteristics of the Flame of Life are like this. As long as the practitioner didn't die on the spot, no matter how serious the continuous damage was, it would not be enough to wipe him out.

After calming down, Mao Zimiao sat next to Wang Qi. Although the breath of divine disasters made him very uncomfortable, Wang Qi's presence made her feel at ease.

"That was the same back then, meow, holding me and rushing towards the Qi Accumulation Stage monster. At that time, we were obviously only in the early stages of Qi training." Mao Zimiao raised her hand to support her chin, just looking at Wang Qi's face. Gradually, she began to feel itchy in her heart. It was as if a kitten was scratching her. She reached out and gently touched Wang Qi's face. Seeing that Wang Qi did not respond, she gradually became bolder and rubbed Wang Qi's face with both hands.

Gradually, she had another bold idea.

"I kiss him here, no one will know..."

This idea spread uncontrollably. She gently approached Wang Qi's face, little by little...

At this moment, the breath of disaster quickly subsided. Wang Qi's eyelids trembled, and then he opened his eyes.

Mao Zimiao was so scared that she almost screamed. She hurriedly asked: "Xiao Qi... Are you awake, meow?"

"Azi meow?" Wang Qi was a little confused: "When did you wake up?"

The two seemed to have an unusual tacit understanding and asked similar questions, which made Mao Zimiao even more embarrassed. She tried her best to control the blood flow. Not letting herself blush, her eyes wandered around, trying to find a reason to explain the current situation. Wang Qi seemed to be very distressed. He frowned and thought for a while, then stretched out his finger and flicked Mao Zimiao's forehead.

"Meow! It hurts!"

Wang Qi stood up calmly: "I can't stand up if you're so close."

Wu... I always feel that what I did just now was in vain meow...

Wang Qi glanced at Mao Zimiao and asked: "How are you recovering now?"

"Basically, I'm fine." Mao Zimiao has a clear grasp of his body.

"Well, the situation is a bit bad now. Lao Ai and Shiqin seem to be in danger." Wang Qi didn't waste any words. He told Mao Zimiao the general situation now.

Mao Zimiao's face immediately turned pale: "Why is this... Shiqin won't be in trouble, right?"

"This, I really can't say." Wang Qi sighed: "So, let's take a break. We are lucky that we were not discovered by those guys. Now, it's our turn to move."

"What for meow?"

"Go find them."

Wang Qi waved his hand with the ring in the air, and a fantasy covered the original cave. Mao Zimiao's vision was cut into several pictures, and in each picture there were one or more people searching.

"Is this the situation on the island?" Mao Zimiao was surprised: "Xiao Qi, when did you get it?"

"Micro-mechanical beasts." Wang Qi said: "I said that my magic power can carry the spiritual intuition of the calculator and can directly command the mechanism. In this regard, I am even better than the disciples of Qianji Pavilion. When you were unconscious, I sent dozens of micro-mechanical beasts to search the entire island. However, the controller is Jarvis."

"Oh my God..." Mao Zimiao pointed at the screen and asked: "What's going on with this?"

The place where Mao Zimiao pointed was the top of the heads of those ancient disciples. There was a line of small red characters on their heads, marking their sects and cultivation levels.

"The small mechanical beasts are specially made, with spiritual pressure plates, which can sense the magic power in their bodies, and naturally can roughly judge their identities and strengths." Wang Qi explained, and at the same time said in his heart; as for why it is red, it's just a red-name monster.

To be honest, I want to make a system of "killing ** red-named cultivators and unlocking new magical powers".

Mao Zimiao didn't know these twists and turns. She looked at the "Golden Core" and "Foundation" on the red monster's head and felt terrified: "Xiao Qi, these Golden Core cultivators are too many..."

"There are only a few of them." Wang Qi didn't think so: "Last night, there was a Nascent Soul cultivator approaching. It was only ten feet away from here. I was so scared that I almost ran out and fought for my life."

"Nascent Soul..."

"There are more than five Nascent Souls on this island. It is speculated that there are likely to be God Transformation cultivators." Wang Qi said: "Most of the Nascent Souls have gone now. Maybe they have some tasks and think that they should not waste Nascent Soul cultivators on searching? It is also possible that they got some information from Lao Ai and knew that we are all in the Foundation Establishment stage. There is not even a Jindan."

Mao Zimiao's face changed: "Senior Brother Ai... he shouldn't be that kind of person."

Wang Qi patted Mao Zimiao's head: "Think about it, you stupid cat. Ai Changyuan must have concealed the existence of Brother Changguang. Now Brother Changguang is seriously injured and unconscious. If those ancient practitioners knew that there are such prey among us, the search intensity will be more than just a dozen golden elixirs."

Mao Zimiao held his head: "Xiao Qi, it hurts!"

Wang Qi pressed Mao Zimiao's head and said to her: "Anyway, you should follow me this time. Do you understand?"

"I know!" Mao Zimiao tried to knock Wang Qi's hand away: "Don't press my head, meow!"

Wang Qi pressed his hands on the ground, and dozens of magic swords flew up, forming a Yin-Yang sword formation. This mountain protection formation that spanned the Guigu lineage has undergone new changes at this moment. The inner demon spell light replaced the spiritual light. The formation no longer interprets the beauty of heaven and earth, but the treacherous human heart. Hypocrisy and vanity support pale and powerless pride, verbal battles and moral high ground kill people invisibly, wives and children are separated and families are broken up due to the deepest despair... The Zongheng lineage was originally best at manipulating people's hearts, and the Heart Demon Curse undoubtedly strengthened this power.

This move scared Mao Zimiao: "Xiao Qi, you are... going to attract a lot of people!"

"Don't pay attention to these details."

The sword formation became stronger and stronger, and finally triggered the change of space, shrinking itself into a small light circle. Wang Qi intercepted the light circle with his left hand, put it on his hand, and then said to Mao Zimiao: "Let's go?"

"But... Xiao Qi, you are also in the late stage of foundation building! It's too dangerous to face so many golden elixirs at once!"

"Let's go!"

Seeing that Wang Qi was serious, Mao Zimiao gritted his teeth and followed.

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Mao Zimiao was right. The changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth caused by the changes in the sword formation were very obvious. Although the Heart Demon Curse is of a special nature and is difficult to be sensed when in a state of divine power, it is different when it is activated by the sword formation.

At the moment when the Yin-Yang Sword Formation evolved to its limit, countless eyes were focused here.

"Someone has activated the formation, go!"

Gao Ming and Fu Yunzi, one from the Heavenly Book Tower and the other from the Unparalleled Sword Sect, are both Jindan cultivators from ancient sects. They happened to be patrolling where Wang Qi was resting. The moment Wang Qi activated the sword formation, they were alert.

"Sword formation..." Fu Yunzi was born in the Unparalleled Sword Sect, which is a first-class swordsman. He showed a hint of the artistic conception of "sword" from the mixed and strange atmosphere.

However, as a pure swordsman, he always sneered at these things: "Human heart into sword? Xiaodaoer."

"The aura is not strong. It seems that the young master of the Ai family is right. He is indeed in the foundation-building period." Gao Ming first observed for a while, and then whispered: "Human heart into sword is also powerful. Several sword techniques of the Guigu lineage, the Nightmare Heart Sword of the Heart Demon Sect, and the Heart Light Wisdom Sword of the Zen Sect are all extraordinary secret techniques."

"That's just that their skills are not good enough. If the sword technique is practiced deeply, it can naturally break all methods with one sword." Fu Yunzi snorted: "If the sword intent is practiced purely, the true meaning of martial arts can still be easily broken!"

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go quickly. He is an outsider who has built a foundation. His combat power is comparable to that of a golden elixir. Don't underestimate the enemy." Gao Ming urged Fu Yunzi. At this time, two figures came towards him.

Wang Qi saw the other party and smiled: "It's out."

Then, he raised his hand and shot out a blue halo. (To be continued ~^~)