Do not die

After hearing "Qihuangzi"'s warning, Qingfeng's expression condensed and he said:

"dangerous?"

"Qihuangzi" nodded.

Qingfeng was silent for a moment, then spoke again, but asked a question that made "Qihuangzi" very confused and didn't know how to answer.

"How big is it?" Qingfeng asked.

"What?" "Qihuangzi" seemed a little confused.

"How big is the danger?" Qingfeng asked again.

"Uh..." "Qihuangzi" hesitated a little, and seemed a little unsure.

"But to the extent that it can kill someone instantly?" Qing Feng asked again.

"Um... probably not here." This time, "Qihuangzi" finally gave a vague answer.

Qingfeng nodded, "I think so too...so, I want to try it."

Emmm…

"Qihuangzi" was somewhat short-circuited by Qingfeng's brain circuit.

After saying this, Qingfeng turned to look at Shui Jing again and devoted all his attention to it.

Qingye had already arrived at "Qihuangzi"'s side and whispered: "Can fellow Taoist retreat further?"

What's the meaning? Next, is there something I can't see?

"Qihuangzi" looked at him with a puzzled look.

Qingye explained in a low voice, "Qi Huangzi" then suddenly understood.

Decisively choosing to retreat, in Qingye's sight, "Qihuangzi"'s figure quickly turned into a small dot, and then completely disappeared from his field of vision.

Qing Ye: "..."

Is this oiling the soles of your feet? You should do it anyway!

Well, for "Qihuangzi", there is really no need to show off.

He had already figured it out. Qing Feng should have foreseen something just now when he took the initiative to ask for help when Qing Tang was about to step forward.

Although the ability to warn of danger is rare, it is not unique to him. Qing Feng may have similar means.

Maybe the effect is still a little blurry, so I confirmed it again after she reminded me aloud.

This was also the real reason why he dared to try hard even though he knew there was danger. It was not that he was not really afraid of death.

Of course, even so, to be able to face it so calmly and calmly in this situation requires extraordinary courage.

In addition, his confidence also comes from two aspects.

One is Qingye, Qingzhan, Qingtang and Qingyao.

The other one comes from "Qihuangzi" because he is a pharmacist.

Now, they were like risking poking a hornet's nest. On the premise that they would not be stung to death on the spot, of course they had to make sure that the pharmacist "Qihuangzi" was stung first.

"You guys are really thoughtful."

"Qihuangzi" who was dozens of miles away thought so in his heart.

The distance of dozens of miles did not affect his attention to the scene.

It was even more convenient for him to be here than to stand with others.

He does not need to observe through the water mirror at all, but uses the transparent moon mirror to directly bring everything around the altar into his field of vision.

You can see more thoroughly and comprehensively than with a water mirror.

However, just when Qing Feng activated the formation disk again and looked back at the phantom of the Lihen Statue, "Qi Huangzi" decisively stopped observing the situation around the altar through the transparent moon mirror, and instead turned his attention back to Qing Zhan's Above the water mirror.

When you are not sure what the danger is, it is better not to look directly at it or not to look directly at it.

In the water mirror image, the array disk that was activated again had once again "plucked" the phantom of the Statue of Lihen from the traces of time.

The formation disk was once again "immersed" within the range of the phantom of the Lihen Statue, and as expected, the formation disk accelerated its decay again.

Moreover, the speed of decay is even faster than that of Wumenghai.

"Qihuangzi" frowned, "Did I think it was too simple before? The speed of decay is not due to the difference in harvesting cycles?"

As he watched, his eyes showed contemplation.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly condensed.

It seemed like an illusion. Just now, the formation disk, which was already decaying very quickly, suddenly accelerated again.

The next moment, "Qihuangzi"'s eyes froze for a moment.

At this moment, in the image of time, the phantom of the Statue of Lihen has fished out all the "various gems" in the incense burner, sucked some of them, and collected the other parts.

At this moment, among the three songs of the Statue of Lihen, the ferocious face, with all its features and eyes immersed in extreme hatred, suddenly changed slightly.

The eyes that were originally filled with extreme hatred and had no other eyes suddenly gained some strange look.

Then, the eyes moved slightly, and their gaze was locked on the retroactive circular light array disk.

Its gaze seemed to have penetrated directly through the formation disk, penetrated the water mirror, and stared directly at Qing Feng, who was controlling the formation disk.

The hatred that was already so strong that it seemed like substance suddenly became even more intense.

"Ah--"

The look of hatred seemed to open its mouth and roar, and the formation plate hanging above the altar instantly shattered into powder.

At the same time, Qing Zhan's Water Mirror was also turned into powder.

It all sounds very long, but actually it all happened in a blink of an eye.

When he noticed the abnormal changes in the eyes of Lihen Statue, Qingfeng was already ready to "disconnect" at any time.

But it was still too fast, or it could be said that his reaction was too slow.

"Bang——"

"Buzz——"

By the time he had the thought to react, the array plate and water mirror had been shattered.

In everyone's mind, they heard a shattering sound that seemed to shatter their hearts.

Then there was a continuous buzzing that seemed to shake everyone's consciousness and soul into a pot of paste.

Meng Zhou, who was dozens of miles away, felt his heartbeat suddenly accelerate and his head was buzzing.

There were also strange distortions in the area where Qing Feng, Qing Ye and others were.

This is the first time this has happened under the vision of the transparent moon mirror since he mastered this ability.

It was as if these people were in the center of a sudden sandstorm.

At this moment, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed, an extremely sharp aura spread from Qing Feng's body.

Then, a slowly rotating long sword appeared above Qing Feng's head.

As the long sword slowly rotated, a strange front was formed around Qingfeng, like an invisible shield, resisting the sudden violent storm.

The moment this strange front formed, it quickly expanded, covering the four people who were already standing around Qing Feng.

As this strange front encompassed all the "Qingxuan Five Elders", not only did the size become larger, but the texture seemed to have also risen to a higher level.

The strange front that was originally just barely holding on suddenly stood upwind, and the hurricane that swept through the soul, which was roared out by the head of the phantom of the statue of Lihen, was suppressed in reverse.

But this power did not last long, because at the moment when the round tube array turned into powder, the shadow of the statue of Lihen had disappeared.

In other words, just when Qing Feng and others were resisting and supporting, the phantom of the Lihen Statue had already left.

Everything that happened next, they were just fighting with a "voice".

"..."

In the transparent moon mirror, the strange distortion has disappeared, and the area where Qing Feng and others are in the field of vision has returned to normal.

Although he was not directly covered because he retreated too far, but was only affected by the aftermath, Meng Zhou was still unable to calm down.

"Is this the fourth-level method?"

"This can only be a fourth-level method!"

…

"Fellow."

Qing Ye's weak voice came from afar.

Meng Zhou quickly calmed down the turmoil in his heart. He looked up and saw that a spaceship was approaching quickly.

Meng Zhou's body transformed into a rainbow light and escaped into the spaceship.

At a glance, he already knew the situation of the five people.

At this moment, the person controlling the spacecraft became Qing Yao.

He and Qingtang are in the best condition. The two of them who just came out of the "Storm Circle" are in very good condition and don't seem to have any problems.

It can even be said that they are in much better condition now than in normal times.

Qingyao controls the spaceship, while Qingtang treats Qingzhan, Qingye and Qingfeng at the same time.

I don’t know what method she used, but the faint green light covered the three of them, making them look like human-shaped fireflies that radiated light from the inside out.

With this method, the conditions of Qing Zhan and Qing Ye improved rapidly, and the condition of Qing Feng, who was most seriously injured and had a bloodless face, was also brought under control.

"It is said that Xuanzhi is the most talented and highest-level pharmacist in Qingxuan Sect, but Qingtang is not included in this," Meng Zhou thought in his heart.

However, this seems very reasonable. As one of the five ancestors of Qingxuan Sect, Qingtang certainly cannot argue with the younger generation.

Through simple visual examination, Meng Zhou also basically diagnosed the injuries of the three people.

Qing Zhan and Qing Ye's injuries were basically at the physical level.

Overall, Qing Zhan's injuries were more serious, and his energy and blood were fluctuating erratically.

This was not only the backlash caused by the forcible breakdown of the Water Mirror Technique, but also the secondary damage caused by the opponent's pursuit of victory and "sprinkling salt on the wound", which penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Qingye's situation is better, but when Meng Zhou thinks about it, if possible, Qingye will definitely be willing to exchange with Qingzhan.

Because Qing Ye injured a pair of eyes, at this moment, his eyes were tightly closed, there were obvious cracks in the corners of the eyes, and the two long blood lines were extremely clear.

"You weren't completely blinded, were you?" Meng Zhou couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Under the light green light, Qing Ye's double eyelids and surrounding muscles trembled uncontrollably from time to time.

To him, pain is a trivial matter. What is more uncomfortable is itch, the kind of itch that is unbearable, uncontrollable, and penetrates deep into the soul.

The key is that his best response is to endure it and try not to do anything disturbing, because this may cause him to lose his appearance.

For example, the eyes recovered, but became cross-eyed.

This was even more painful than killing him.

So, I can only endure it.

However, compared to Qing Feng, both Qing Zhan, whose injuries were all over his body and deep into his bones, and Qing Ye, whose eyes were almost blind, were only minor injuries.

In terms of injuries on the physical level alone, they are much better than those of Qing Zhan and Qing Ye. The key lies in the level of consciousness and soul.

At this moment, Qingtang, who was also responsible for the physical injuries of the three people, asked for help:

"Fellow Taoist, Qingfeng's soul is seriously injured, I hope you can help me!"

"Okay." Meng Zhou agreed simply.

I thought that Qingtang's pharmacist attainments could only barely reach the level of the third-level top grade. Although it was higher than Xuanzhi, it was still limited.

A very simple truth is that the consciousness of the sea and soul is the most private domain of a practitioner. Unless it is absolutely necessary, it is impossible to turn to others for help.

As for his skills as a pharmacist, no one would question his successful treatment of Mu Hanyu, the ancestor of Albizia Julibrissin.

After agreeing, Meng Zhou went straight to Qing Feng.

He stretched out his hand and pressed Qingfeng's forehead. Just before his consciousness wanted to penetrate Qingfeng's sea of ​​consciousness, he felt a slight boost, as if he didn't want him to enter.

But soon, this layer of resistance disappeared.

Meng Zhou's consciousness quickly penetrated into Qingfeng's sea of ​​consciousness and saw an unusually "clean" sea of ​​consciousness.

Too clean and too empty.

The entire sea of ​​consciousness was empty, with only a long sword floating in the center.

The blade of the sword is facing upwards and the hilt is downwards.

Nothing else.

This long sword is the one that appeared above Qing Feng's head that he had seen before.

At first, Meng Zhou was still a little confused, "Where is the soul?"

He subconsciously regarded this long sword as a natal magic weapon, or some other important treasure that could be stored in the sea of ​​consciousness.

However, Meng Zhou quickly reacted.

His attention was completely focused on this long sword.

Just when he focused on the long sword, the long sword visibly trembled, and the restrained soul power fluctuations spread out from the sword's edge.

"This is Qingfeng's soul!"

Although it is the choice of most monks for the soul to remain in human form - and most of the time, this is not the monk's active choice, but the natural trend when the foundation is broken through the practice of Qi, the sea of ​​consciousness is opened, and the soul is formed. Just as natural as who goes down.

But there are very few situations where one can seize this fleeting window and transform the soul into other forms.

For example, his soul pool, and the soul sword in front of him.

Looking carefully at this "soul sword", Meng Zhou discovered fine cracks.

The cracks started from the tip of the sword and were as dense as a spider web. The farther down to the hilt of the sword, the fewer the cracks became and the more obscure they became.

It wasn't until two or three inches above the hilt that the cracks completely disappeared.

Meng Zhou looked at it seriously, but he was not in a hurry, but the "Soul Sword" couldn't bear it anymore.

I saw the cracked sword trembling slightly, and Qingfeng's thoughts penetrated directly into Meng Zhou's heart.

"Haven't you seen enough?"

Thoughts are like a sword drawn out of its sheath, cold and sharp.

Meng Zhou comforted him: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, it's coming soon... Don't rush it. You have to allow me to examine it carefully before treatment."

During the exchange, rays of light fell out of thin air, like scabbards transformed into rays of light, covering Qingfeng's soul sword.

This is the manifestation of the master-level soul-healing technique.

Perhaps because he wasn't used to it, when he put it on for the first time, the soul sword trembled uncontrollably again.

"Be comfortable." Meng Zhou teased.

Soul Sword remained motionless and did not respond.