When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Peak Lord Qingyu is a well-known cultivator. Except for major events in the sect, almost all of his time is spent in retreat. That's why, before today, no one thought that it would be her who led the disciples to the secret place of Mingcong Mountain this time.

Of course, Jiang Mo didn't expect it either, so when he saw Peak Lord Qingyu, he was inevitably shocked and lost his mind. But at this time, Zhongheng started to bow and salute without even saying hello, and she would fall if she didn't stand firm. Besides, although her cultivation base is already very high now, she has been an ordinary person for decades, and her subconscious reaction is to struggle with her hands and feet, completely forgetting that she still has spiritual power available.

In this way, everyone's eyes were naturally attracted. Jiang Mo hung on Zhongheng's shoulders before realizing that he had done something stupid... But it's okay, at least if she behaves like this, no one will regard her as a guard?

Yes, she is just a little white cat, ordinary, weak and pathetic!

While shutting himself up, Jiang Mo comforted himself like this in his heart, trying to confuse the matter. However, she waited and waited, only to find that the surroundings were quiet, and the interrupted business did not continue. In addition, her five senses have become more acute now that her cultivation base has been raised, and the feeling of being watched by others is becoming more and more obvious.

Finally, just before Jiang Mo couldn't help but want to turn around, she suddenly felt a tightness in the back of her neck, and the skin of the back of her neck was once again pinched by someone. Then before she could struggle, she heard the cold voice of Peak Master Qingyu asking: "Is this your spiritual pet?"

This question was obviously asked by Zhongheng, and Jiang Mo immediately looked at Zhongheng after hearing this, his golden eyes were full of threats.

Under the watchful eyes of the master and the supervisor, Zhong Heng felt his scalp tighten. He opened his mouth to betray the supervisor, but he saw that the little white cat not only had fierce eyes, but even the paws hidden in the meat pads were exposed. It came out—the little white cat's paws were tender and raw, and it didn't look threatening at all, but Zhong Heng, who knew her true nature, would not underestimate her. And I heard that divine beasts are very vengeful...

His throat rolled a little, but Zhong Heng swallowed back the words that came to his lips, and then said vaguely: "Return to Master, she is not my spiritual pet. Just, I met by chance, she insists on following me."

What he said was true, and there was nothing wrong with it, so Jiang Mo gave him a slight look and let it go.

From the ears of others, Zhong Heng's words were not problematic, but as a master, even if Master Qingyu didn't care much about his apprentice, he still understood his temperament to some extent. Apart from other things, with Zhongheng's straightforward temperament, if there is no problem, his speech will never be so vague. Moreover, Zhong Heng still has some sword practice habits, and he focuses on practicing to improve himself, and has no interest in spiritual pets.

It was also because Zhong Heng was not interested in spiritual pets before, and today he suddenly had a civet cat on his shoulder, which attracted the attention of Peak Master Qingyu. After looking at it, she didn't see anything wrong with the civet, but the civet seemed to recognize her?

Peak Lord Qingyu had a keen sense, and doubts suddenly arose in his heart. She slipped the little white cat to her face, and then looked at him with scrutiny—the little white cat was slightly stiff in her hands, but it still tilted its head and looked at her with a pair of innocent cat eyes. Then "meow" yelled, looking weak and pitiful.

Perhaps it was because a civet was delayed for too long, and the few elders who had not spoken at the side finally couldn't hold back, coughed lightly and said: "It's getting late, we should set off, Peak Master, look at this..."

Hearing this, Peak Master Qingyu finally averted his eyes from the little white cat. She glanced over the group of disciples, especially staying on Li Shuang, a new face, for a moment, and then said concisely: "I'm going to Mingcong Mountain this time, and I think your master has already told you what to do. Now, I will not say more. Let's start now."

Just, a little too straightforward.

All the disciples were slightly startled, and immediately responded with a salute: "Yes, Master/Master."

The elders are used to Peak Master Qingyu's style, so they are not surprised at all. Elder Yi Yun took a step forward first, then raised his sleeves, and a spirit boat made of white jade appeared on the square. This spirit boat doesn't look big at first glance, but there is something else inside, not to mention the dozen or so people present, even ten times the number can hold it.

It was not the first time for Little White Tiger to see the spirit boat. When she was brought back to the sect by her senior sister, she came back in the spirit boat. Seeing the spirit boat again at this moment, she only felt that she was two points closer to her senior sister, and a look of excitement suddenly appeared in her eyes.

However, the next moment, she let go of the back of her neck and flew into the air, but was thrown out by Peak Master Qingyu.

The little white cat looked confused, this time it wasn't pretending: "Meow?"

Qingyu Peak Master's cold voice came afterwards: "This trip is a serious matter, so don't take this civet of unknown origin."

The little white cat turned over and landed steadily, and suddenly felt dark when it heard this—very well, Peak Master Qingyu really didn't recognize her identity. But what's the use? She can't get on the spirit boat, so she still has to fly to Mingcong Mountain by herself? But she didn't even know which direction Mingcong Mountain was in, and there was a large formation protecting the sect outside the sect gate, how could she leave if she wanted to? !

Don't pass up this opportunity!

After landing, the little white cat turned its head and ran back, "Meow" and "Meow" became more and more pitiful.

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Mingcong Mountain is located to the west of Xuanqingzong, and the distance between the two places is a million miles. In terms of the flying speed of Yuanying monk Yujian, it will take at least two or three months to reach it. The speed of the Zongmen Lingzhou is much faster, and it can arrive in more than half a month. After waiting for a few days outside the mountain, it's almost time for the secret realm to open.

This is the convenience for the disciples to start from the sect, but there are also people who do not travel with the sect.

Eight hundred miles to the north of Mingcong Mountain, in a valley with rich spiritual energy, the surrounding spiritual energy seems to be attracted by some kind, and is gathering towards one place. If someone happens to pass by, they will be able to see the scene where the aura condenses into fog and gathers into a vortex.

The center of the vortex is a cave. At this moment, there is a halo of light flickering in the originally dark cave, and a slim figure is vaguely reflected. The ice and snow-like spirit sword was placed horizontally in front of him, and the corners of the blue clothes fluttered from time to time with the surge of spiritual energy, making hunting sounds... This person is not someone else, but Yun Qingyue who has been away from the sect for a year.

A year ago, she went out to experience the advanced Yuanying. She had no destination, so she simply went west. And because of Master's instruction, after she left the sect, she concealed her identity and pretended to be a casual cultivator. Along the way, she encountered many things that she had never encountered before.

She has entered cities, entered dangerous places, encountered murder and seized treasures, and witnessed the appearance of Lingbao. There was even a time when I accidentally entered an unknown little secret place, and was delayed for more than three months before I came out. Fortunately, when she came out of the small secret realm, her originally empty storage ring was more than half filled.

Stopping and stopping like this, Yun Qingyue is getting closer and closer to Mingcong Mountain, but farther and farther away from Zongmen. She herself did not expect to travel so far in a year, and it would be superfluous to return to the sect at this time.

But she promised Little White Tiger to go back...

Yun Qingyue's hesitation didn't last long, because of an accident, the bottleneck of her cultivation in the early Yuanying stage was shaken. Although she has only advanced to Nascent Soul for less than a year, and although her cultivation base has improved inexplicably, she can't miss this opportunity. So she suppressed the plan of running back and forth for the time being, found a valley full of aura, set up a spirit-gathering formation and a defensive formation, and began to retreat to seek a breakthrough.

Outside the spirit-gathering formation, the spiritual energy of the valley has gathered into fog, but the spiritual energy inside the spirit-gathering formation is ten times denser than that outside the formation. The dense spiritual mist almost condensed into water, showing a milky white color, and was absorbed into Yun Qingyue's body with each breath.

In addition to the aura from the valley, the ice aura was also being withdrawn silently and quickly in the Xuanqing Sect a million miles away, under the ice peak shrouded in a barrier. Then through the connection of the formation, all these auras were absorbed into Yun Qingyue's body, filling her meridians, dantian, and even Yuanying little by little. Until the meridians are cultivated and the dantian is filled, the Nascent Soul can no longer hold more aura.

At this moment, Yun Qingyue looked inside himself, and he could see the miniature Nascent Soul in the dantian that was exactly the same as himself, with his eyes closed and his hands pinching the Jue. A thin layer of frost lingers around her body, making the Nascent Soul as frosty as snow, like a delicate ice doll.

And as Yuan Ying's hand-made formulas became faster and faster, the situation in the dantian also changed accordingly. More and more frost began to condense, and gradually turned into ice, freezing Yuanying little by little... The expression on Yuanying's face did not change, but the movement of the art began to slow down, as if it was also affected by the freezing , will be frozen.

Until a certain critical point was broken through, there was a "click" sound like ice cracking, and Yun Qingyue and Yuan Ying opened their eyes at the same time with closed eyes.

A gleam of light flashed in the beautiful glazed eyes, which made people dare not look at him closely, but then restrained himself in the next moment. Yun Qingyue let out a long breath, and she couldn't help showing a bit of joy on her usual cold face—it's only been a year, and she has broken through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul!

Before, he felt that the opportunity for breakthrough was real, but Yun Qingyue never thought that his breakthrough would be so smooth. Even though she was cold-tempered, she also felt extremely pleasantly surprised at this moment. When she moved her mind and swiped her **** in front of her body, she saw that the originally calm air seemed to be distorted for a moment. Although it was a fleeting change, Yun Qingyue could see clearly that it was the precursor to piercing the void.

When Yun Qingyue saw this, she couldn't help being stunned, because the ability to cut through the void was far beyond the control of her little Nascent Soul cultivator. It is no exaggeration to say that it is not easy for even a fit monk like her master to cut through the void.

But she just had a thought...

Yun Qingyue curled up his fingers and clenched it back into a fist, the emotions in Liuli's eyes surged, and he didn't know what to feel in his heart. But soon she restrained her expression and stood up, brushed her clothes away, put away the array on the ground with a wave of her hand, raised her sword and left the cave.

A moment later, a ray of light soared into the sky and flew straight to Mingcong Mountain 800 miles away.

Calculating the time, the day when the secret realm of Mingcong Mountain will be opened is not far away.