Villain: I am not good at fighting.

"Hahaha, I found it. It's worth my hard work. I finally found the goal of this trip. Let's go, disciple."

Hong Qi did not say a word about what was inside the colorful ring. She raised her hand and threw out a beam of fire, burning the body of the wandering cultivator.

"Master, what other goals do we have?"

Liu Muqing tactfully avoided the colorful ring and asked about the purpose of the trip. For more than a month, Hongqiu had been taking her around like an aimless fly, and this was the first time she heard that there was a purpose.

Hong Qi, who got the colorful ring, was in a very good mood. She didn't hide it anymore and explained:

"The target of our trip is some third-rate sects that are gathering scattered cultivators from all over the place to hold a gathering. They are taking what they need through bartering and trading spirit stones, just like ordinary people going to a market."

"So there will be many Qi Refining cultivators gathered here. Third-rate sects... should also have Foundation Establishment masters in charge, right?"

"That's right, I will leave the foundation building to you, and you will be responsible for condensing the blood evil!"

"But, with so many Qi cultivators, if they all disperse, how many of them will our disciples be able to catch up with? What if we attract the righteous cultivators..."

No matter how weak a Qi Refining cultivator is, he is still a living person. When encountering danger, he will definitely scatter like birds and beasts. Liu Muqing believed that even if there was a Blood Evil with extraordinary speed, he would not be able to kill him completely.

"Formation!"

Hongju uttered two words lightly, with confidence, and Liu Muqing immediately understood that all the formations of Xiaoyun Peak were created by Hongju, and she had a very high attainment in formations.

But it had never been taught to others, so Liu Muqing knew nothing about the formation.

Liu Muqing withdrew his gaze and pondered in his heart. The colorful ring was integrated into his body. Even Hong Ju, who was in the late stage of foundation building, did not notice anything unusual.

It exploded from the body after death. Unlike ordinary magic tools, it is very likely a magic weapon, or a space magic weapon with storage function.

A magic weapon can be driven by a cultivator who has spiritual power, no matter who the user is. The magic weapon recognizes its master, and no one else can drive it unless the host dies.

The young man must have been a mortal before. He had the chance to obtain the treasure not long ago, and before he had time to digest it, he met the fairy sister.

I thought my life was reaching its peak and starting a wonderful journey, but what happened was that I met two evil spirits and was torn into pieces.

I just don't know whether there is a complete inheritance of martial arts in that magic ring. Judging from Hongqiu's reaction, even if there is not, there must be other good things.

As it was getting dark, Hong Qi and Liu Muqing finally arrived near Qingshanji, a mortal town with a very strange geographical location.

There are mountains on both sides, about a hundred feet high, with a city gate at the front and back. Rows of armored soldiers stand on the gates, looking mighty and majestic.

The city is brightly lit, and people are still coming and going in the night, it is very lively, and there seems to be no curfew. The strange thing is the mountains on both sides of the town.

The tops of the mountains seem to be connected together, like a rainbow bridge between heaven and earth, vaguely covered by a formation, making it difficult to see clearly. Going down from the top of the mountain, there is a narrow path on each side.

The path was paved entirely with fine pebbles and went all the way to the foot of the mountain. Liu Muqing's cognition was once again shaken. There were roads on both sides of the mountain and they were not steep, so why set up a city gate?

His eyes jumped to the middle of the mountain. With the help of spiritual power, he could barely make out two pavilions on the mountainside. On the left peak was written "Qingyang Temple." On the right peak was engraved "Yunshan Sect."

"Master, are there two sects here?"

"The two sects should merge into one and jointly govern that town."

Hong Qi took a distant glance, descended from the clouds, gave up controlling the magic weapon, and instead took Liu Muqing and chose to walk towards Qingshan City at the foot of the mountain.

"Two sects join forces...what should we do then?"

Third-rate sects only have Foundation Establishment cultivators in charge, second-rate sects have Core Formation cultivators in charge, and first-rate sects have Nascent Soul cultivators in charge, controlling 90% of the resources of the entire Northern Continent.

The remaining 10% is divided among the second-rate sects, and then it is the turn of the third-rate sects to snatch it, so there is absolute suppression between the first-, second- and third-rate sects.

The first-class sects that Liu Muqing knows about at present include the Hehuan Sect, the Daoxuan Sect and the Lingtai Temple.

The Hongluan Sect is a second-rate sect, affiliated with the Hehuan Sect. The Sect Master is at the Jindan stage, while Hongju is at the late stage of foundation building...

Liu Muqing was not clear about the difference in strength between the late, middle and early stages of foundation building, and was worried that Hong Ju would not be able to take care of her when facing the foundation building cultivators from these two sects.

Hong Qi was very experienced. She saw Liu Muqing was hesitant and said with disdain:

“When two sects join forces, it means that one of them has declined, or both have declined, and they need to form an alliance to barely compete with other third-rate sects.

In a sect like this, even if there are two or more foundation-building monks, what can they do to a master like me?"

"Master, I am unsure. How about you give me that flying knife to give me courage?"

Liu Muqing's tone was a little coquettish, and she pretended to be scared, taking the opportunity to ask for benefits.

The magic weapons of the Qi-refining cultivators are actually of little use to a strong person like Hongqi who is in the late stage of foundation building.

"If you perform well, I will give you the Autumn Leaf Knife as a reward."

Well, this sentence choked Liu Muqing. He was really stingy to the extreme.

Looking up, he found that Hongqiu's eyes were twitching slightly, showing a hint of impatience. Liu Muqing did not dare to continue to pester her.

About half an incense stick later, the two appeared in the shadow of the woods outside Qingshan City. The journey that originally took several breaths actually took only half an incense stick after they gave up the magic weapon.

"Find a way to sneak into the city. Wait until the master has finished setting up the formation, then you can make a move. Remember not to waste your energy on mortals."

It's not that Hongqi is soft-hearted. Mortals have many karmas and little essence and blood. They can't condense much blood power at all, unless they carry out a large-scale massacre.

But if they did that, their karma would be added to their bodies, and they would be struck by heavenly calamity, and they would die without a place to be buried. Therefore, even the most vicious demon cultivators rarely massacred mortals in large numbers.

After Hongqiu finished her instructions, she disappeared in a flash. Liu Muqing took out the middle-aged woman's clothes from her storage bag and put them on. After waiting for a while, she saw the wandering cultivators entering the city one after another.

She also walked out of the woods and followed behind, heading straight for the city gate. In the night, she was wearing a plain white dress, which made her very conspicuous. As soon as she approached the city gate, she was firmly locked by a breath.

"Miss, please stay and explain your purpose."

A Taoist priest dressed in green suddenly appeared at the city gate. He ignored the casual cultivator who had entered the city before Liu Muqing and stopped Liu Muqing directly.

The Taoist has reached the ninth level of Qi training. He wears a crescent-shaped crown on his head, carries a peach wood sword on his back, and holds a whisk in his hand. The whisk handle is surrounded by spiritual energy and seems to be a magic weapon.

"Of course I came here for Qingshan Gathering. Taoist Priest, why did you stop me alone?"

Liu Muqing stopped about thirty feet outside the city gate, her voice containing a hint of doubt and a hint of anger.

"Don't blame me, young lady. I am just curious. With your level of cultivation, you should be in Kunshan, thousands of miles away, at this time, not in Qingshan City."

In less than a month, the Kunshan Secret Realm will be opened. All the independent cultivators above the tenth level of Qi training have flocked to Kunshan, waiting for the secret realm to open and looking for spiritual springs to try to build their foundation.

It is inappropriate for Liu Muqing to appear here at this time.