Lady Cultivator

To shoot an arrow from the Suzaku Bow requires a lot of Suzaku Flame. However, Qin Xi could only mobilize a very small part of the Suzaku Flame in the Yang Lingzhu, and could only shoot one arrow at most. Now that the arrow has been completed, he lacks spiritual energy and cannot exert his maximum fighting power. If another powerful ghost cultivator comes over, the four of them will be in danger.

In this case, it is better to take a break at the White Tiger Sacrifice Temple and then find a way out.

The idea was determined, and Mo Tiange asked me to lead the way. Although the puppet does not have the secret skills and natal magic weapon of the Nascent Soul monk, it is not afraid of being injured, and control techniques have no effect on it. Now that it has the life-supporting sword in its hand, it is not much worse. The most important thing is that even if the doll is damaged, it can be repaired. Unlike real monks, who are seriously injured in the Nascent Soul realm and have to rest for thirty to fifty years.

As for the Fusheng Sword, after the demonic energy has been removed through the quenching water, impurities have also been removed. The sound of wind and thunder continues when it is sacrificed. It is definitely a top-grade magic weapon. Before Fuyaozi left, he also gave Mo Tiange the formula for refining the Fusheng Sword. If it could be completely refined, it would also be a sharp killing weapon.

Letting the puppet use the Fusheng Sword is just a stopgap method. The Fusheng Sword is a lightning-attribute flying sword, and it must be combined with the thunder method to exert its full combat power. For dead objects like dolls that have no Dantian and no spiritual consciousness, the most suitable one is a magic weapon of pure force. However, this kind of magic weapon is only suitable for martial arts cultivators. The number of martial arts cultivators is very small, and there are even fewer high-level ones. If you want to find the power, A good pure force magic weapon is more difficult to buy than a top-level magic weapon.

For this matter, we can only attend more trade fairs held by Yuanying monks in the future and exchange treasures for them.

The puppet was leading the way, Qin Xi followed closely behind, Mo Tiange and Nie Wushang were in the middle, and Jing Xingzhiduan was behind.

After the three of them left, Jing Xingzhi looked at these ghost cultivators with a wicked smile on his face. He took out an object from the Qiankun Ring and suddenly threw it at these ghost cultivators.

"Poof" the object took action and turned into very light smoke in the air. The smoke seemed to be spiritual, divided into more than a dozen strands, and each wound around the ghost cultivator.

These ghost cultivators were caught off guard and were caught by the smoke. They had no time to do anything. Suddenly, there were several loud "boom-boom-boom" noises and thunder and lightning, which locked these ghost cultivators in place.

"Hurry up!" Seeing that the ghost cultivators were all attacked, Jing Xingzhi hurriedly followed.

Mo Tiange looked back in surprise. She knew that there was something called Tianleizi, which used the spirit of monsters and beasts to seal thunder and lightning and throw it out, which was extremely powerful. But this kind of thing is not easy to make, and after it is formed, it is not impossible to break it, so it is not popular.

The object Jing Xingzhi threw was very similar to Tianleizi, but it was much smarter than Tianleizi. It not only disturbed people's sight with smoke, but also could automatically get closer to him. More importantly, it had the effect of immobilizing people. During a fight, if you can throw out one by one like this, you will be caught off guard and easily hit. I'll ask him later how he got this thing.

This is definitely a ghost cultivator,

They were given ten breaths of time, which was enough time for the Nascent Soul cultivator. Even if they were unable to fly at high speeds in the middle of the mountain, the four of them could still leave the ghost cultivators far behind by using their escape techniques.

After a while, these ghost cultivators caught up. They are incorporeal and extremely fast, even the most skilled human monks cannot match them.

When Jing Xingzhi saw this, he took out another object from the Qiankun Ring and threw it out.

These ghost cultivators stopped and each threw out their ghost weapons to defend themselves.

As a result, the thing just fell down lightly and did not explode at all.

The ghost cultivators were stunned, and Wen Si was furious. He raised the scroll in his hand, and black words flew out from the pages, pressing towards them.

Jing Xingzhi swung his flying sword, and countless sword lights formed a shield to block these black characters.

This continued for half a quarter of an hour, the four of them took turns taking action, and finally saw the entrance to the temple.

The closer they got to the sacrificial temple, the more obvious the breath of the white tiger became. The speed of the ghost cultivators gradually slowed down, and some even looked confused and uneasy.

Seeing this scene, the four of them knew that their bet was right, and they did not dare to enter the White Tiger Temple.

As they went deeper and deeper, the ghost cultivators finally stopped.

A ghost cultivator asked in fear: "Elder Wen, do we still want to go in?"

Wen Si glared at the backs of the four of them angrily, and finally gritted his teeth: "Go back and report to the Ghost Lord."

"But," another ghost cultivator said tremblingly, "we failed to capture and kill them. Will the ghost master punish us?"

Wen Si's gray eyes turned to him and said coldly: "You still expect the Ghost Lord not to pursue the matter?"

More than a dozen ghost cultivators bowed their heads in silence.

Wen Si said: "There is the breath of the white tiger here. If we enter, we will be burned. Think about it for yourself, which one is more difficult to endure, the pain of the burn or the punishment of the Ghost Lord."

"..." After hearing Wen Si's words, the ghost cultivators were silent, and some of them had a look of fear on their faces.

There is no spiritual root in ghost cultivation, and there are few bottlenecks, because they only have the power of the soul. The price paid is that they are much more fragile than human monsters. Once their souls are burned, the terrible feeling is unbearable even if they have formed ghost babies. What's more, ghosts are burned, their cultivation is There will also be big losses and regression is possible. Accepting the punishment from the Ghost Lord is equally painful.

After a long time, Wen Si sighed, a look of sadness appeared on his pale face: "Go back, even if we endure the pain of being burned, we may not be able to kill them. It is better to give up and accept the punishment of the Ghost Lord."

Finally, a ghost cultivator responded: "Yes, elder."

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"They are all gone," Jing Xingzhi said.

The four of them have arrived at the square where the white tiger is. The breath of the white tiger here is very strong. They don't dare to get too close, so they sit down next to the stone wall to adjust their breath.

"They are really afraid of the White Tiger's Breath." Qin Xi opened his eyes and said.

"They don't dare to come in, and we don't dare to go out." Jing Xingzhi sighed, "Do we have to stay in seclusion here for decades and absorb the breath of the white tiger before we can go out?"

Qin Xi shook his head and said: "Why is this necessary? Although we can't get out, we can move reinforcements."

"Do you want to send a message to your ancestors?"

Qin Xi smiled slightly and glanced at him: "Are you jealous?"

Jing Xingzhi rolled his eyes: "Yeah, I'm so jealous. You have someone to ask for help." Unlike him, let alone having left the Ancient Sword Sect now, even when he was still in the Ancient Sword Sect, he still relied on himself for everything.

Despite his resentment, Jing Xingzhi's expression did not show any self-pity, and it was obvious that his state of mind had been resolved.

Qin Xi then said seriously: "There are so many ghost cultivators here, we can no longer take them lightly. Even if we go out, we must notify the Immortal Alliance to prepare, lest the ghost cultivators appear and cause great chaos."

"You mean..." Jing Xingzhi was thoughtful.

"Although the Immortal Alliance is fighting on two fronts, it is still possible to deploy a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators."

This is a big deal. Jing Xingzhi admired in his heart. He brought in a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators to rescue him. He had never dared to think about it before. It would be great if no one would add insult to injury. However, this is also a coincidence. Now with the Tianji Immortal Alliance, it is possible to gather so many Nascent Soul monks.

"A dozen, do you think it's enough?" Jing Xingzhi was worried on another level, there were quite a few ghost cultivators.

"If there are monks from Yuanhou leading the team, it should be enough." Qin Xi said, "Besides, there are already tools to target ghosts, but in the past, there were no ghost cultivators in Tianji, so they were not taken seriously. Now they know that there are ghost cultivators here. , it would be much easier to handle.”

Thinking that those ghost cultivators were not very strong, Jing Xingzhi nodded: "It seems that you are planning to invite your ancestors to come over in person."

Qin Xi looked at the white tiger in the center of the square and said meaningfully: "You can't give others an advantage in vain."

Jing Xingzhi understood what he meant and smiled.

"Before that, we first refine part of the White Tiger's Breath." Once the other Yuanying monks arrive, the White Tiger Sacrifice Temple will no longer be a secret. By then, the Sacrifice Temple will belong to the Immortal Alliance, and they want to absorb the White Tiger's Breath. It's not that easy.

Jing Xingzhi nodded, White Tiger's Breath, this is a great opportunity, how can you give it to others in vain? Of course, you must take advantage first, since those ghost cultivators don't dare to come in anyway.

However, when he thought about meeting those Nascent Soul monks, his face became gloomy. If there were people from the Ancient Sword Sect among them...

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Tiange said from the side.

Jing Xingzhi turned around and saw that he was talking to Nie Wushang. At this time, Nie Wushang had his eyes closed tightly and his face was pale.

Hearing Mo Tiange's voice, Nie Wushang opened his eyes and said, "This White Tiger's Breath..."

Mo Tiange was startled and suddenly remembered that the breath of divine beasts could restrain demonic energy, and Nie Wushang was cultivating demonic skills...

"I...go outside," Nie Wushang stood up, "If I stay here any longer, I will get injured even if I don't have any injuries."

"Wait a minute," Mo Tiange stopped her, "The White Tiger's Breath has faded, and it will no longer be able to contain those ghost cultivators. Moreover, your master is outside. What will you do if you meet him alone?"

Nie Wushang smiled bitterly: "What else? If I stay here, I won't be able to fight against the White Tiger's Breath."

Mo Tiange thought for a while and took out a set of formation disks: "My set of spirit-hiding formations is not those ordinary ones. It should be able to block the breath of the white tiger."

Nie Wushang was dubious: "The White Tiger's Breath is so overbearing..."

"Just give it a try." Mo Tiange smiled, stood up and took a few steps, laying out the formation disks one by one and inserting the spiritual stones, "Okay, let's go in."

Nie Wushang walked into the formation and sat down cross-legged.

"how?"

Nie Wushang felt it for a while and said happily: "It's really isolated."

"That way you don't have to leave."

Wushang looked at her gratefully.

Mo Tiange smiled slightly and went back to sit cross-legged.

"She trusts you so much?" Qin Xi's voice came to her ears.

Mo Tiange turned around and saw him looking at her.

Just now, Mo Tiange set up a formation, and Nie Wushang walked in without hesitation, without even testing.

Entering other people's formations at will is a taboo for monks. If you are not careful, your life may be in the hands of others. How could someone like Nie Wushang not understand this bit of common sense?

"I can trust her so much." Mo Tiange replied via voice transmission, "You still remember, our lives were once intertwined."

In the cloud, Nie Wushang had been deceived by Mei Feng into the Mizong Cave to feed the Yuan Demon, and Nie Wushang had put his life in her hands. She didn't think that he could still cheat at that time.

"Okay." Qin Xi nodded, "I believe in you, so I also believe in her."

Mo Tiange smiled and was about to say something when he suddenly frowned and felt something was wrong.

Qin Xi's expression changed and he said, "Someone is coming."

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