Chapter 436 Recluse on an Isolated Island

Over there, Li Qingjun quickly approached the "reef".

It was getting closer, and I was overjoyed that it was not a reef, but an island and hill.

The mountain exposed on the sea is very small, but there are quite a few green trees, which is a good environment. As you fly closer, you can also see someone building a wooden house on the top of the mountain. The wooden house is simple, but it seems to have a mysterious sense of being one with the heaven and the earth.

Although it doesn't seem to have any spiritual energy, it should be a place where casual cultivators live in seclusion?

Li Qingjun flew over half vigilantly and half expectantly, and saw a little girl in green clothes squatting outside the house on the top of the mountain. In front of her was a sea fish that was swept up by the high waves at some point, shaking its white belly. . The little girl took a branch to poke it, poking the sea fish and jumping, the girl was overjoyed.

"..." A little girl squatted on the isolated island mountain, but she couldn't feel any strange aura here... Li Qingjun felt a little weird, and didn't dare to move lightly for a moment, and shouted from afar: "Penglai Jiange Li Qingjun, visit here Owner."

"Peng... Li..." The little girl raised her head with straight eyes, looked at Li Qingjun, and soon saw Qin Yi in her arms, stood up with a changed expression, and walked towards the wooden house with her feet Run: "Master, Master!"

The cabin creaked open.

A woman in goose yellow clothes walked out the door, as if she wanted to reprimand her, but when she looked up, her expression changed drastically.

It was only at this time that Li Qingjun could feel the unpredictable aura on the woman, and he was a little shocked. He secretly thought that there was a Huiyang cultivator living in seclusion in the mountains, which obviously had no aura, which was really unexpected.

However, this kind of solitary cultivator often masters many sects to survive, which means that she has a high chance of being able to cure Qin Yi. Thinking of this, he begged in a low voice: "Senior must be a virtuous and pure cultivator... My companion is injured, if senior can save me, Penglai sect will definitely remember the kindness of senior."

"I saved him, Penglai sect thanked me for my kindness?" The woman's expression became even weirder, and then she sighed: "It's just that he's overdrawn too much, and it's not difficult to treat. Bring him here."

After that, he turned and entered the door.

The little girl wanted to say something, but she glared at her and fell silent.

Li Qingjun thought that no one in this sea would dare to plan against her under the Penglai sect, and Qin Yi would not be harmed, so he carried Qin Yi into the mountain. The moment she entered, there seemed to be a feeling of the curtain being lifted, but she turned her head to look, but there seemed to be no response.

"Maybe I'm too tired, and I'm hallucinating too?" Li Qingjun let out a sigh of relief, and carried Qin Yi into the wooden house.

There is a faint fragrance in the house, which smells very comfortable and refreshing. Facing you is the window, the window is bright and clean, a vase of unknown flowers is placed in the corner of the table, and a book is in the middle of the table, the pages of the book are spread out, the sun shines into the window lattice, the sound of the waves outside the window, that kind of atmosphere that escapes the world It diffused in an instant.

This is a real recluse, Li Qingjun made a judgment.

There are screens in the compartments of the house, and behind the screens are two soft couches, big and small. The woman in the yellow shirt said calmly, "Let it go."

Li Qingjun hesitated: "This...is placed on the senior's embroidered couch? Will it...desecrate the senior?"

The woman in the yellow shirt twitched the corners of her mouth: "Maybe."

"That……"

"It's important to save people." The woman in the yellow shirt waved her hand casually, and Li Qingjun found that he couldn't hold Qin Yi, and he had been "taken away" and put him on the couch.

Why are you in such a hurry as if you don't like me holding him... Li Qingjun didn't think about it for a while, her thoughts were all on Qin Yi at the moment: "Senior, how is he?"

"It's okay..." The woman in the yellow shirt took a pill and fed it into Qin Yi's mouth: "He's just seriously overdrawn. This is a medicine for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the vitality. It's best to let him sleep for three days and three days. Ye, don't bother me. He's like a cow... Well, anyway, he woke up alive and kicked, this is not a serious injury after all."

Li Qingjun heaved a sigh of relief and said happily, "Thank you, senior."

The beautiful eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt finally fell on Li Qingjun, looking him up and down with a playful expression.

Li Qingjun looked down at himself, then subconsciously at the other party, his head drooping again.

"Penglai Jiange Fairy Li, I know you." The woman said: "Three days ago you competed in Burning Island, and I watched from afar, you are outstanding."

"Senior praised you..." Li Qingjun thought to himself that it had been three days, why the sect didn't send Senior Tengyun in?

As if understanding what she was thinking, the woman said calmly: "That door disappeared not long after. People from all sects can only return to their own residences to wait for news, and the spectators can only disperse. I want to enter the capital..."

Having said that, he seemed to have lost his word and shut up. Li Qingjun didn't think it was disobedient, there must be a lot of people who want to go in, it's not unusual.

Seeing that Li Qingjun didn't say anything, the woman asked, "Could you tell me what happened inside? It can make Qin Yi, who is a hero in this world, overdrawn like this, but you don't seem to be injured?"

After speaking, his expression became a little sharper, and the sternness in his eyes seemed to pierce Li Qingjun's heart.

Li Qingjun looked a little disappointed: "Three years of hard training, I thought I could keep up with his pace, but in the end I found that I was still too weak. He is desperately trying, and I can hardly help him, so I can only watch... Senior said I'm outstanding, it's really absurd. Not only is my practice insufficient, but also because of my single-minded retreat, I can't keep up with my other knowledge, and I'm weak everywhere. I can't even heal his injuries afterwards, and I have to ask for help."

The woman said with some amusement: "Is it because of him that you cultivate?"

Li Qingjun said seriously: "Yes."

The woman was stunned, and her expression gradually softened: "Three years, it's not bad. Hmm... With your help and a Chenghuang by your side, who can make him overdrawn like this?"

Li Qingjun was stunned: "How did senior know that it was Chenghuang?"

The woman said with a stern face: "There are many magical methods in the world, and you cannot fully understand them."

Li Qingjun felt more and more that this woman was quite mysterious, and it was better not to mention the things inside. Then he said briefly: "Some people from Wushenzong did it. It's a long story."

"Witch, God, Zong!" The woman's voice was unspeakably cold.

Li Qingjun was feeling strange, but saw the woman's expression turned serious: "Someone is here."

After saying this, Li Qingjun felt someone approaching quickly, it was the bloody and mysterious aura of Wushenzong.

"People from the Witch God Sect are here!" Li Qingjun suddenly stood up, apologetic: "I'm sorry senior, I didn't know that I would provoke others... It seems to be causing trouble to senior, I..."

"Stay at ease." The woman held down Li Qingjun, walked slowly to the door, quietly watched the approaching streamer from the sky, her eyes were as cold as frost.

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Over there, Lin Rushan was brought nearby by Gu Xin, and the distance was enough for him to accurately perceive the exact location of Xuelin Yousui. The two flew directly to the direction of the island, and soon saw an island hill.

Huiyang's consciousness was swept away, and it was deserted, and he could feel the breath of blood and marrow in the wooden house, but only Li Qingjun's bone-forging-level energy was beside him, and there was no one else.

Lin Rushan let out a grin, and rushed straight away.

Gu Xin hesitated for a moment, then followed.

He was really jealous of Qin Yi, almost maddened by jealousy, which had already affected his clarity of mind.

He felt that Lin Rushan might not necessarily kill Qin Yi if he seized Xue Linyousui, and maybe he had to make up for it himself.

As a result, as soon as he flew into the range of the mountain, Lin Rushan suddenly disappeared in front of him, and Gu Xin's expression changed drastically.

What's the situation?

Obviously there is nothing special about it from the outside, why is it like entering another world when flying into the mountain area, and the scene in front of you has completely changed?

The surrounding area is barren, and the Gobi-like stone wall stands in front of it, which looks strange and abrupt in the sound of the surrounding waves.

On the stone wall, there is a black and thick ink silver hook and iron painting, and the word "kill" is written in a big book.

Just looking up, the word "killing" seemed to come alive, murderous aura came to his face, and then every stroke was turned into a thousand pieces, and he pointed at it fiercely.

Gu Xin backed away in shock, wanting to leave, but where could he find a way?

The surrounding area is obviously the sea, but no matter how he flies, there is no response. No matter how he flies outward, the mountains seem to spread all the way in his direction, endlessly.

A cold voice came faintly in the air: "Since you're here, don't leave."

"Swish, swish, swish!" The silver hook pierced through the iron painting, and Gu Xin found that he could not avoid this mysterious trajectory at all, as if no matter how he hid or blocked it, the word would be cut on his body, just like this word In itself, it represents the law of words.

Just kill.

This is the absolute gap in the big realm, a certain kind of power that junior Tengyun can't understand at all.

What's more, this is still a new way, and many monks at the same level don't understand it.

Could it be... Wan Dao Immortal Palace, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and the secret technique of Shuzong?

Before he could figure it out, countless streaks of ink light had cut his body, and Gu Xin let out a hoarse scream.

No matter how you dodge, no matter how you block, it's one knife after another, accurately cutting every piece of flesh and blood, repeatedly, without stopping. The screams resounded across the sea and the sky, begging for death.