Legendary Pharmacist

"Strange, a person who needs to be bound by iron chains and controlled by spells. What is the origin of this person?"

Zheng Qiu squatted on the tree branch and stared at it for a long time, but he couldn't see what Moyinggu wanted to do, so he jumped in another direction, preparing to continue to the top of the mountain.

However, the moment Zheng Qiu was far away, the strange man who was firmly restrained in the crowd of Moying Valley suddenly writhed and struggled violently.

The iron chain blessed by the spell showed its power, and slowly released circles of halos, imprisoning the struggling weirdo.

The nine Black Shadow Valley practitioners next to them seemed very nervous, casting spells in a panic to form a cage, further strengthening the restraint effect.

Huhu, a fiery breath suddenly released from under the black robe, shaking away two of the Moyinggu cultivators.

Those two people lay down on the ground, their faces turned white and red, and beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads immediately, as if the heat had caused them great harm.

Seeing this, the remaining seven people quickly pulled out daggers from their waists, and slashed them across their palms one after another, greatly increasing the binding force by releasing blood essence.

Finally, after a stalemate of three sticks of incense, the weirdo finally calmed down, and continued to stand motionless in place like a log.

On the other side, Lin Minghao, the lord of the Great Wilderness and Gucheng, led the commanders all the way to the top of the mountain.

He moved forward very fast, without any intention of fighting.

Most of the other cultivators encountered along the way were entrusted to the commanders to besiege, and only a few powerful masters, Lin Minghao would personally deal with them.

Compared to other people, Lin Minghao has a very strong desire to acquire.

He already knew that the magic soldier born here was the Mist of Yunshan, and according to the records in books such as "The Record of the Divine Soldiers of Cloud Sleeves", the Mist of Yunshan was a sword.

As a cultivator of swordsmanship, having a good sword is extremely important, which is equivalent to his second life.

And the magic sword of Yunshan Zhiwu is the dream weapon of countless sword cultivators, even if he desperately wants to get it.

Swiping his sword to split the big tree in front of him, a group of practitioners with shaved hair and holding iron rods appeared in sight, they were members of the Guangxin Sect.

There are also quite a few practitioners of the Guangxin Sect, roughly forty people.

In fact, there are a lot of people coming to the Yunyun Tianlao Mountains for the major sects that punish demons and righteousness, because they will not pay Qianyunzong travel expenses by taking the sky boat, so they naturally want to bring the most powerful elders and disciples as much as possible.

Hearing the sound coming from behind, Guangxin Sect practitioners turned around and looked back.

One of them, a cultivator with a white beard pulled down to his waist, but with an immature face like a boy, walked out of the crowd.

Punching the iron rod in his hand into the mud, he said, "City Lord Lin, come here and be safe!

The road to the top of the mountain is not easy. There are tens of thousands of difficulties and obstacles. It is better for the city lord to go back. "

Lin Minghao shook off the rain stains on the soft sword, and retorted coldly: "Wang Xin Zhizun, why are you showing off Guangxin Sect's rhetoric here.

You and I have the same goal, we are both magic soldiers on the top of the mountain, don't you know how to be honest? "

It turns out that this cultivator with a childlike face and white beard is the suzerain of the Guangxin Sect, named Wangxin Supreme.

Guangxin Sect, like most sects,

Every suzerain will use the same supreme name, which is a kind of inheritance, and it also symbolizes the status of the sect master based on the cloud sleeve.

However, the supreme title of the Guangxin Sect was called Suixin Supreme, and it was still used by the previous suzerain.

But no one expected that a sect called Jueqing Suixinzhuang would grow wildly under the leadership of the owner, Ge Wuqing, and squeeze into the ranks of the top ten sects.

Facing the powerful new sect, Guangxinzong chose to back down, avoiding suspicion, and changed the name of Supreme to Wangxin Supreme, which is the name used by the current suzerain.

Wang Xin Zhizun didn't seem to hear Lin Minghao's refutation, and he was still persuading with a smile.

"Everything I say is for the sake of City Lord Lin. This road is too difficult. After stepping on it, you will sink into the sea of ​​misery. Only by turning around can you save yourself..."

Lin Minghao was in a hurry to go up to the top of the mountain to grab the mist of Yunshan Mountain, and when he heard Supreme Wangxin speaking slowly, he didn't have the slightest intention of giving way, and his temper suddenly came up.

"Ma Qing, shut your stinky mouth!

Either give way honestly, or do it, I don't have time to accompany you here to grind your mouth! "

It turned out that the suzerain of Guangxin Sect, Wangxin Supreme, was originally named Ma Qing.

It is said that Ma Qing was originally a villager in a certain mountain village. One day, he encountered Guangxin Sect recruiting disciples and believers everywhere, and entered this sect by relying on his eloquence.

The Guangxin sect is good at cultivating spiritual power, and Ma Qing is very talented in this area.

Although his level of concentration is not as good as others, the key to mobilizing spiritual power, that is, thoughts, or desires, is far stronger than other Guangxin Sect disciples.

Relying on this, Ma Qing was able to unleash a mental attack far superior to others, and was appreciated by the elders of the Guangxin Sect.

As time passed, his cultivation became higher and higher, and his spiritual strength became stronger and stronger.

Finally, more than 120 years ago, he succeeded as the suzerain of Guangxin Sect.

It is said that with his spiritual strength, Ma Qing can move mountains, overturn lakes, and even pick off the sun, moon and stars, turning the world around.

Of course, rumors are rumors, Lin Minghao knows Ma Qing's true strength, and it's not as outrageous as he said.

Ma Qingxiu is similar to himself, and should be at the second level of the divine realm, but he was seriously injured after fighting the flame giant snake in the ruins, and so far he has only recovered to the first level of the divine realm.

Although his strength was compromised, Lin Minghao showed no fear. In the Wenjianzong swordsmanship he practiced, there were sword moves specially designed to deal with spiritual power.

Once that kind of sword move is used, the effect of Ma Qing's mental attack will be greatly reduced.

Lin Minghao raised his hand and clenched his fist, and ordered: "All those who command the order, form a shock formation and separate the Guangxin Sect crowd.

Pay attention to keep your mind, listen to the moves of Guangxinzong all the time, and take precautions. "

After that, he turned his fist into a palm and swung forward quickly.

The fifteen commanders quickly formed a triangular formation, like a sharp awl, piercing towards the Guangxin Sect crowd.

At the same time, Lin Minghao drew out a sword finger formula, raised his hand to wipe the side of the soft sword, and poured energy into the sword body.

But in the process of wiping the blade with his fingers, his body suddenly rushed out, crashing towards Wangxin Supreme Ma Qing like an arrow from the string.

Ma Qing had never fought against Lin Minghao before, and only knew that Lin Minghao could hear the sword techniques of the Sword Sect, but Ma Qing didn't know exactly what and to what extent.

To be on the safe side, he immediately concentrated his thoughts on Lin Minghao's chest, and said loudly, "Get back!"

As Ma Qing kicked the iron rod to the ground again, a dim silver light flashed from his forehead, and spread along the shoulders and arms to the end of the iron rod.

The aphorisms engraved on the surface of the iron rod then shone brightly, and then the extremely condensed spiritual power rushed out of it, directly hitting Lin Minghao's chest.

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