Chapter 2160 Xuanfeng Valley

This change was beyond everyone’s expectation!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Bai Qingruo, who looked very weak, suddenly took action, wounded Zuo Guihong with a sword, and took advantage of this chaotic opportunity to escape far away.

By the time Ling Xuan and Ding Yi came to their senses, Bai Qingruo had already flown far away and escaped from Menghua Sect's sect-protecting formation.

"No, don't let her run away!" Ling Xuan's face changed drastically.

Today's situation was planned by her, and the poison was also administered by her. In the end, she left a sword wound on Zuo Guihong's face...

If he can't catch Bai Qingruo and atone for his sins, his cultivation path will come to an end.

"Chase!"

The two of them activated the escape light in unison and chased Bai Qingruo in the direction where he was escaping...

But it was said that Bai Qingruo relied on the magic power left by Liang Yan to successfully untie the poison of "Lingmeng Youtan", and then flew all the way and soon left the territory of Menghua Sect.

She knew that Zuo Guihong and others would definitely not let her go!

Most of the Yunmeng Mountains within a million miles are allies of the Fantasy Feather Sword Sect. I must not be stopped by them, otherwise I will sink deeper and deeper into this quagmire...

Only by returning to Wushuang Sword Sect can he be safe!

Thinking of this, Bai Qingruo sped up the escape light and flew towards the direction of Wushuang Sword Sect.

When she turned around a mountain peak, a demonic cloud flew towards her. The demonic cloud was rolling and erratic. After a moment, a long-haired man walked out.

"Who!"

Bai Qingruo was startled and subconsciously wanted to activate the Spirit Snake Sword Pill.

But he saw the man smile slightly: "Your master has warned you a long time ago, but you didn't listen. Now you know you are at a disadvantage, right?"

Bai Qingruo was stunned for a moment and murmured: "You are..."

"Of course I was sent here by your master. Stop talking about anything and come with me."

After saying that, he waved his sleeves, rolled up Bai Qingruo with the magic cloud, and disappeared in an instant...

In just a moment, Zuo Guihong, Ding Yi, and Ling Xuan caught up to this place.

"Where are the people!"

Zuo Guihong was furious, his face extremely angry.

Ding Yi and Ling Xuan looked solemn as they each used secret techniques to try to find Bai Qingruo's aura.

But no matter how they cast spells, they couldn't catch the slightest trace. Bai Qingruo's aura seemed to have disappeared out of thin air...

Not long after, the two returned to Zuo Guihong's side.

"Trash, you are all trash! How can such a big living person let her escape?" Zuo Guihong shouted loudly.

Ding Yi and Ling Xuan knew they were in the wrong and hurriedly bowed their heads to admit their mistake, not daring to say a word to refute.

Especially when they saw the bloody wound on Zuo Guihong's face, they became even more frightened.

You know, this person can order the massacre of Menghua Sect and Leiling Pavilion in a fit of rage. In front of such a behemoth as Huanyu Sword Sect, their sects are simply vulnerable.

In order to divert Zuo Guihong's anger, Ling Xuan immediately said with a smile: "Eldest Young Master, calm down, where can Bai Qingruo hide? She will return to Wushuang Sword Sect after all! Eldest Young Master can lead people to kill Wushuang Sword Sect. Zong, if his master knows the current situation and is willing to hand him over, then what if he doesn’t want to hand him over, so what if the master destroys the Wushuang Sword Sect?”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ding Yi frowned and analyzed: "This Bai Qingruo was clearly poisoned just now, why did she suddenly recover? And when we chased here, her breath disappeared strangely... I think her master must be She is a monk in the Transformation Tribulation Realm and has left many secret treasures on her body that can be used for self-defense. We cannot take it lightly. "

After hearing the opinions of these two people, Zuo Guihong sneered with disdain on his face.

"What about the monks in the Transformation Tribulation Realm? Which Transformation Tribulation cultivator in Million Miles Yunmeng Mountain will not obey me, Huan Yu Sword Sect? To tell you the truth, my ancestor has already broken through the eighth difficulty half a month ago, and I have realized the most powerful killing move of the Sword Infant Realm: 'Illusion Sword Condensation'! My ancestor has always valued me, and as long as I speak, the Wushuang Sword Sect will be reduced to ashes in an instant!"

After hearing this, Ling Xuan and Ding looked at each other and saw joy in each other's eyes.

Unexpectedly, the ancestor of the Huan Yu Sword Sect has already broken through to the eighth difficulty, and also realized new magical powers of swordsmanship. From this point of view... Demonic Sound Valley and Qianfu Sect are no longer opponents at all.

Both of them were glad that they were on the right side and with the right person!

Those sects loyal to Demonic Sound Valley will only die in the end...

"The ancestor of Huanjian is so mighty that we admire him!" Ling Xuan said with a respectful expression.

Ding Yi did not hesitate anymore and said with a smile: "It seems that I am overly worried. As long as the ancestor of Huanjian takes action, won't this little Peerless Sword Sect be reduced to the ground immediately?"

"Of course."

Zuo Guihong didn't take the Wushuang Sword Sect seriously at all, and sneered: "If the Wushuang Sword Sect was really powerful, it wouldn't choose a ruins with no spiritual veins as the place to establish its sect. I don't think he even has a second-rate sect. It doesn’t even count.”

After Ding heard this, he immediately admonished: "In that case, there is no need for the ancestor of Huanjian to take action. As long as the eldest son gives an order, Ghost Mansion, Biguang Cave, Feiyue Villa...these sects can take action for you. , wouldn’t it be beautiful if Bai Qingruo came to beg for mercy from the young master in person?”

"Hmph! This bitch scratched my face, how could I let it go?"

Zuo Guihong touched the wound on his face, with a sinister look in his eyes: "Isn't the Wushuang Sword Sect going to establish a sect? I will give them a big gift on the day the sect opens to humiliate this bitch's sect. , and then trample them under my feet, so that I can relieve the hatred in my heart!"

After hearing this, Ling Xuan covered her mouth and smiled: "Wonderful, this is the master's method! It seems that there is a good show to watch in Yunmeng Mountain Range."

"Haha, we at Leiling Pavilion will also go to watch. Imagine how wonderful Bai Qingruo's expression will be!" Ding Yi laughed.

"Is it funny?"

Zuo Guihong glanced at him, and the latter immediately shut up, his smile frozen on his face, looking extremely distorted.

"snort!"

Zuo Guihong snorted coldly and ignored the two of them.

With a gloomy face and murderous intent in his eyes, he looked at the position of the Wushuang Sword Sect from a distance.

"Wushuang Sword Sect? Haha, the day the sect is established is the day when you destroy the sect!"

…

But it was said that Bai Qingruo followed Ni Jiayue, traveling at a fast pace, and soon left the Menghua Sect.

Recalling this experience, Bai Qingruo's face showed a look of shame.

"It turns out that Master has already understood everything. He reminded me many times, but I refused to realize it. In the end, Master sent someone to protect me secretly..."

Thinking of this, her eyes became much darker.

Ni Jiayue glanced at her and said with a smile: "You don't have to be downcast. Your master had expected this change. This Yunmeng Mountain is so smoky, someone has to set the rules... The day when the Wushuang Sword Sect was established. , is the time for these people to die!”

Bai Qingruo was not stupid. He immediately realized that all this was what his teacher had expected.

It seems that the day of the founding of the clan will not be peaceful, and there will be a bloody storm...

…………

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, it was the seventh day of October. At this time, it was only three days before the Wushuang Sword Sect was to be established.

Over a dense forest, three rays of light shot through the sky.

These three people are Li Xiran, Li Mobai and Leng Kuangsheng.

"If you fly another eight hundred miles in this direction, you should reach Xuanfeng Valley." Li Xiran looked at the map in his hand while flying away.

The "Xuanfeng Valley" she refers to is actually a wild valley with a radius of thousands of miles. There are many ferocious spiritual beasts in it, but there are also many natural and earthly treasures.

The closest sect to this place is called "Feiyue Villa". It is a large sect with the ancestor of Huajie sitting in charge.

Logically speaking, Feiyue Villa should control Xuanfeng Valley, but there are too many sects around Xuanfeng Valley, and the valley is full of dangers, and the quality of spiritual materials is also uneven...

Under the influence of many factors, the efforts and rewards did not match, so Feiyue Villa did not choose to monopolize Xuanfeng Valley.

But they did not give up this place directly. Instead, they used Xuanfeng Valley as a training ground. All monks from Yunmeng Mountain Range could enter Xuanfeng Valley to explore as long as they paid the entrance fee.

However, Xuanfeng Valley is full of dangers. The people of Feiyue Villa will definitely not care whether they live or die after entering this place. They are only responsible for collecting spiritual stones.

At this moment, the place where Li Xiran and others are going is Xuanfeng Valley!

"Senior sister, is there really 'Spirit Rhinoceros' in Xuanfeng Valley?" Li Mobai suddenly asked.

Li Xiran thought for a while and replied: "I'm not sure, but according to the information I heard before, someone did dig rhinoceros grass in the valley... As for whether we can find it, it depends on luck."

Consonantine grass is a material used to make sword pouches. In fact, the sword pouches worn by each sword cultivator vary from person to person, but the sword pouches of Li Mobai and Leng Kuangsheng both need "consonantine grass".

Li Mobai and Leng Kuangsheng are indeed the seeds of sword cultivation. They have only practiced with Liang Yan for a hundred years, but they have already reached the sword gang realm, and have condensed the sword gang to within seven feet.

The next step is to refine the sword into a pill!

If you want to condense sword pills, you must make a sword pouch in advance. Liang Yan has been living in seclusion recently. As the second senior sister, Li Xiran naturally takes on the responsibility of teaching his juniors.

"It doesn't matter even if you don't find the Rhinophyllum on this trip..."

When Li Xiran said this, he smiled slightly: "What our master passed down is the 'Hundred Refining Method', the so-called 'Hundred Refining Method'. If you want to break through to the next level, you must go through a lot of fighting. There are many monsters in Xuanfeng Valley Most of the beasts are ferocious, and they are just for you to practice with. Anyway, with Senior Sister here, you will not die in them. "

After hearing what she said, Leng Kuangsheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing an eager expression: "Very good, swordsmanship can only grow in actual combat!"

Li Mobai sighed: "Oh, it's troublesome, it's too troublesome... Why does the path of swordsmanship have so many requirements? Can't it be as simple and easy to learn as other techniques?"

Li Xiran knew that the two junior brothers had completely opposite personalities, so he smiled and said nothing more.

The three of them flew through the air and soon arrived outside Xuanfeng Valley.

I saw that the mouth of the valley was narrow and covered by a barrier.

There were several young monks in red clothes standing outside the barrier, all of whom were at the Golden Core realm. One of them had narrow eyes, a collapsed nose, and a red moon symbol on his chest. It looked like they should be these people. leader.

"stop!"

The monk saw Li Xiran and others from a distance and immediately stopped them.

Li Xiran did not reveal his cultivation, and led Li Mobai and Leng Kuangsheng down to escape the light and stopped at the entrance of the valley.

"You should be a fellow Taoist from Feiyue Villa, right? My junior brothers and I want to enter Xuanfeng Valley to explore, and we would like to ask fellow Taoist to open the barrier." Li Xiran said very politely.

The monk in red looked her up and down and asked, "Which sect are you disciples of?"

"Wushuang Sword Sect." Li Xiran replied.

"Wushuang Sword Sect?"

The red-clothed monk raised his brows, and a strange look flashed in his eyes.

However, this strange color was fleeting and soon returned to normal.

He coughed and said seriously: "You can enter Xuanfeng Valley if you want. You should know the rules, right?"

"I know, you have to pay the entrance fee."

Li Xiran smiled slightly, took out the storage ring that he had prepared long ago, and handed it over.

The red-clothed monk took it casually, scanned it with his spiritual consciousness, and suddenly sneered.

"Are you just asking for food? You want to enter Xuanfeng Valley with just a few spiritual stones? Just dream!"

Li Xiran was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

She had inquired about the information before coming here. The spiritual stones in the storage ring were more than enough to buy the tickets for the three of them. Why didn't she say it was not enough?

"How is this possible? Fellow Taoist, couldn't you have seen it wrong?" Li Xiran frowned.

"Fart! How could I get it wrong? If it's not enough, it's not enough. If you can't get the corresponding spiritual stone, go back to where you came from!"

The red monk said and threw the storage ring back to Li Xiran.

"Who are you asking to get out?" Leng Kuangsheng's voice was calm, but his eyes were as cold as knives!

"Oh, what's the matter? Do you still want to quarrel with me?"

The monk in red was not afraid at all and sneered. The six people behind him immediately stepped forward and surrounded Li Xiran and others.

"Don't be impulsive."

Li Xiran held down Leng Kuangsheng and shook his head slightly.

In fact, with her ability, it would be easy to kill these six people, but this is the territory of Feiyue Villa after all, and if a trouble breaks out, it will be detrimental to them.

"Master is about to establish a clan, there is no need to start a dispute over such a trivial matter." Li Xiran said secretly.

After listening to her words, Leng Kuangsheng suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and just said "hum" without saying anything more.

Li Xiran's face showed a smile again: "My junior brother was impulsive. Fellow Taoist, please don't take it to heart. How many spiritual stones do you need to enter Xuanfeng Valley?"

"That's right, everything must be done rationally." The red-clothed monk chuckled and asked his men to step back.

At the same time, he extended two fingers.

"How much?" Li Xiran hadn't reacted yet.

"Twice! On the basis of what you just gave, just add another two times."

"So expensive!"

Li Xiran's face changed slightly: "Although there are many opportunities in Xuanfeng Valley, there are also risks. Your Feiyue Villa will not send people to protect you, so how can you charge such a high fee?"

"That doesn't matter." The monk in red crossed his arms and said with a smile: "I, Pei, am on duty today. If I say this is the price, then that's the price!"