After the cannon fodder was reborn, he got the devil

Sun and Moon Sect Shen Yuhu

The suzerain stood in the air with folded hands, and behind her stood more than a dozen elders of the Sun Moon Sect.

People from Flying Star Sect and Yuan Qing Sect stood aside, looking anxiously at Shen Yuhu.

It has been a full 41 days since the opening of the Shen Yu Lake formation. During these 41 days, there was no movement in Shen Yu Lake, and the wind that blew could not make a ripple on the lake.

The suzerain once personally tested Shenyu Lake. From the surface of the lake to the inside, the entire Shenyu Lake was sealed by the spiritual power of the formation, and the flowing lake water in the upper layer became solid, repelling everyone who approached.

The entire Shenyu Lake seemed to have really become a huge piece of beautiful jade. This change happened suddenly when Rong Cheng and the others entered Chen Yu.

As a monk in the fusion period, the suzerain was actually pierced with blood by the piercing killing intent when he touched Shen Yuhu's spiritual power.

The suzerain couldn't imagine that a formation with such a strong evil spirit would hide Rong Cheng's opportunity.

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The author has something to say: The entire Shenyu Lake seems to have really become a huge piece of beautiful jade. This change suddenly happened when Rong Cheng and the others entered Chen Yu

As a monk in the fusion stage, the suzerain was actually bloodied by the biting killing intent when he touched Shen Yuhu's spiritual power.

The suzerain couldn't imagine that a formation with such a strong evil spirit would hide Rong Cheng's opportunity.

The suzerain whispered: "More than a month has passed, Cheng'er and the others..."

She watched Rong Cheng grow up, the softest and firmest girl in Manzong, everyone likes her when she sees her. After not seeing each other for 41 days, the suzerain felt that his heart and soul were about to be taken away.

The elders behind her were also worried, and they sent voice transmissions to each other: "Once Cheng'er and the others enter the formation, I can't even feel their breath."

"There has been no movement these days, and the formation is so dangerous... Does the uncle still have resentment towards Zong?"

"Has this formation really been abandoned for a long time? How come there is such a strong spiritual power?"

While speaking, there was more wet aura in the air, the suzerain sniffed it subconsciously, and his face immediately turned ugly - this is the unique aura when the thunder calamity comes.

The monks will only suffer thunder calamity when they are promoted to Nascent Soul and Mahayana. The monks present are all monks in the fit stage.

There was a thick layer of dark clouds in the sky, and the cold water vapor was mixed with all kinds of pure spiritual energy. The dark clouds seemed to move slowly, but in fact, they pressed down on the sky above Shenyu Lake in just a few breaths.

Lightning scurry through the dark clouds, and the piercing sound of lightning stimulates the eardrums of everyone present.

Dozens of monks in the fit period over Shen Yuhu tensed their bodies at the same time.For these monks who are hovering in the integration period, the thunder cloud seems to weigh on their hearts.

The monks looked around and whispered:

"Who is going to cross the catastrophe?"

"It's not us! How could someone fly up while standing still?! It's the movement under Shen Yuhu."

The thundercloud was so powerful that the suzerain had to use his spiritual power to resist this coercion. When everyone was guarding against the thundercloud and Chen Yuhu, Shen Yuhu, which was as quiet as a lake, cracked from the middle. Two halves!

The Supreme Elder gently opened his eyes, "Come out."

The suzerain was surprised.

The crack in the middle of Shenyu Lake runs across the entire lake, and the tiny cracks spread to the entire lake in the blink of an eye. Just when everyone was restless, there was a dull cracking sound from the bottom of the lake——

The entire Shenyu Lake seemed to be turned upside down, the sapphire-like "lake water" was broken, and countless sharp fragments exploded, flying in all directions!

There are forests around Shen Yuhu Lake, if these fragments wrapped in spiritual energy are shot into the forest, countless monsters will be killed and injured!

The suzerain waved her sleeves, but her spiritual power hadn't dissipated yet. When she touched the fragments, she felt that her soul was scratched by the murderous aura in the fragments.

The suzerain let out a soft "tsk".

All the fragments stagnated suddenly, and when the void turned into a clear lake, it flowed back to Shenyu Lake.

In the splashing lake water, a crimson streamer rushed out from the bottom of the lake!Afterwards, the bodies of Yuan Qingzong and Feixingzong were thrown out, and they were hurriedly caught by them.

The two people who broke away from the formation closed their eyes tightly, and opened them after a while, and waved at the first moment: "Return to the sect."

The moment the streamer appeared, the thundercloud pressing down in the sky surged crazily, and the flickering electric light almost illuminated the thick cloud, but the streamer didn't care at all, it wiped the thundercloud and fell into the back mountain of the Sun Moon Sect!

Thunderclouds lingered in the sky for a moment, then reluctantly dissipated.

Liu Guang's speed was so fast that even the suzerain who was at the peak of the fusion stage couldn't react.

The suzerain watched Liu Guang go straight to the Sun Moon Sect, and said in horror: "This is?!"

The Supreme Elder was stunned for a long time, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "Hundreds of years are not a snap of the fingers, but he still has the same temper as before."

The suzerain lowered his voice: "...Master Uncle?"

The Supreme Elder nodded slightly.

The Sun Moon Sect and the others never imagined that a magic formation left by the Demon Lord could actually find the Demon Lord himself!

Riyuezong at this moment

Xie Yun and Ying Baiye sat on the soft carpet, Xie Yun supported Ying Baiye's shoulders, covered the lower half of his face with one hand and coughed in a low voice——

Ying Baiye reacted quickly and protected Xie Yun in time, but the formation

When it was broken, the huge spiritual power broke through the barrier propped up by the two of them. Xie Yun couldn't drink, so he choked hard.

Ying Baiye patted Xie Yun's back lightly with one hand, and at the same time raised his head vigilantly, looking behind him - someone deliberately aggravated the sound of footsteps, and walked over slowly.

Before Ying Baiye and Xie Yun could turn around, they were dragged into a warm embrace at the same time, and a laughing voice sounded from behind:

"My dear boy, you have worked hard."

Lu Zhuoyu embraced Xie Yun and Ying Baiye, and patted Xie Yun's back with one hand: "Don't be afraid, Master is here."

Xie Yun paused for a while to stop coughing, turned his face away, and said in a muffled voice: "What kind of messy formation did you make? I thought it was really used by you to cross the catastrophe."

"How could it be?" Lu Zhuoyu put his chin on the top of Xie Yun's head, snorted and blew Xie Yun's hair, and smiled slyly, "I wish I could butcher all the sects of Qiankunzong, how could I be willing to leave such a good thing for several Dazong? What? Crossing Tribulation Formation, I will naturally leave the good things to you first, and then to the Sun Moon Sect and Dameng, how many of them will it take, and outsiders?"

Lu Zhuoyu made a final decision: "I just lied to them with pure nonsense."

Xie Yun's loose hair was blown up by Lu Zhuoyu: "..."

Since Ying Baiye's mother passed away, she has never been held in someone's arms like a child.He secretly looked up at Xie Yun's hair.

Is Master treating them a little too much like children?

Lu Zhuoyu let go of the two of them, she was very tall, she was dressed in a strange attire, half of her body was in red clothes and half of her body was in mourning clothes, the murderer was hanging on her waist.

Xie Yun reached out and touched the hilt of Nie Sha's sword.

His dao name is Cang Jian, and he is curious about the world's spiritual swords. He has a box of spiritual swords for himself, and he is a very knowledgeable swordsman.

But Niesha is a fairy weapon, it is the natal spirit sword kept in the body of a Mahayana monk.

Lu Zhuoyu turned around and smiled, untied the evil killer and threw it to Xie Yun: "When you are promoted to Mahayana, Chunshan will also be a fairy weapon."

Lu Zhuoyu liked the little disciple he was looking for very much. She was much older than Xie Yun and Ying Baiye. She looked at Xie Yun and Ying Baiye with affection in her eyes: "I guessed that these sects need to pay attention to formations, so I specially Made a fake trick to coax them."

Ying Baiye said: "Since this is the case, why is Master in the formation?"

Xie Yun fiddled with Nie Sha who dared not speak out, and stared at Lu Zhuoyu: "You still seduced my sister."

Lu Zhuoyu: "..."

She first answered Ying Baiye's question: ""Swallowing the Sun and the Moon" is the exercise I wrote when I was insane.

Heavy, "Swallowing the Sun and the Moon" is full of hostility. "

She suddenly changed the subject and asked, "What's the difference between a righteous demon cultivator?"

Ying Baiye replied: "Desire/desire, restraint in the righteous way, indulgence in the evil way."

There are extremely extreme monks in both, the orthodox way is like the suzerain of the Yuan and Qing sects, while the evil way is full of human-skinned evil spirits who indulge their desires/desires.

Lu Zhuoyu nodded slightly: ""Swallowing the Sun and the Moon" amplifies the desire to kill and destroy... I took a look at your inner demons, and after losing an important person, your mood perfectly matches the requirements of "Swallowing the Sun and the Moon". Shang, you were originally a person with extraordinary talent and a firm heart, but after practicing the exercises, you made rapid progress."

Ying Baiye gently pressed the center of his eyebrows, the memory of that time was chaotic and fuzzy, he was really shocked, and the seeds of inner demons were also planted at that time.

"I remember...the two of Lang Zhong should not have cultivated at the Nascent Soul stage, and they died at my hands back then."

Lu Zhuoyu stretched out his hand and nodded Ying Baiye: "Everything in the formation is deduced by me through your demons. It is not the truth of the year, but just to fit the identity given to you by the formation."

"Demons cannot be avoided." Lu Zhuoyu's eyes fell on Xie Yun, "I didn't expect the formation to have much effect, because it was a formation I changed temporarily, and there were too many mistakes and omissions."

"But," Lu Zhuoyu smiled slightly, "you have someone who can truly admit you and is willing to drag you out of your demons."

However, Xie Yun grasped an important point from this passage: "What is this formation used for?"

Lu Zhuoyu's eyes began to wander: "..."

Xie Yun was very persistent: "Are you trying to seduce my sister?"

Lu Zhuoyu: "..."

Already want to play apprentice.

Xie Yun: "Where's my Rong Cheng?"

Lu Zhuoyu couldn't hold back now: "What about your Rong Cheng? She is sleeping, so don't make trouble with her."

Xie Yun: "..."

He stared at Lu Zhuoyu thoughtfully.

It seems that the formation was opened by the master himself, and the elder Taishang should also have received the instruction of the master before allowing them to enter the formation.

This formation was probably originally set up for Rong Cheng.

Ying Baiye thought of "Defying the Heavens and Changing Fate" in the tomb of the Wanju Mozun and the master: "Master, Huaiyu and I found this in the tomb you left in the battlefield."

Ying Baiye dug out the script book of "Defying the Heavens and Changing Fate", and spread it in front of Lu Zhuoyu.

"Ah -- this thing," Lu Zhuoyu reached out to take it, flipping through two pages casually, "Have you read it?"

Xie Yun and Ying Baiye nodded.

Xie Yun turned to the first few pages: "The names of me and Ying Baiye appear here, not only that, even some people around us who have no names in the cultivation world are clearly written in this book. It's quite strange, after all, Ming Zhou and I are not monks like Master, who are famous for rectifying the three ways of demons and Buddhas."

"But you will be in the future," Lu Zhuoyu said with a smile in her eyes, "So you went to find him?"

She put her face on her face, raised her hand and knocked on Xie Yun and Ying Baiye: "You guys, it's no wonder that you suddenly jumped from the out-of-body stage to the distraction stage a while ago. It turned out that it was to find trouble with the ten thousand curse. So...do it?"

Xie Yun wrote lightly: "I moved a little bit."

Lu Zhuoyu: "Did you cut the weeds and get rid of the roots?"

Ying Baiye: "We smashed his Nascent Soul, and handed over the territory of the ten thousand curses to the Great Dream Demon Venerable."

When the two mentioned the demon king who died in their hands, their eyes were cold and indifferent.

Lu Zhuoyu rested her chin, her dark eyes revealed a little nostalgia: "Da Meng...he is indeed a very trustworthy person."

Immediately afterwards, she said indifferently: "If you kill it, you will kill it. Just remember to cut the weeds and root them out. It's not a big deal. But don't let this kind of situation where you are in a hurry to get promoted when your realm is unstable."

At this time, she easily took up the identity of the master again, and gently dangled Xie Yun and Ying Baiye: "The children of other people are accompanied by the master, and only my little disciples who are subject to the ten thousand curse The grievance of the goods."

Xie Yun turned "Defying the Heavens and Changing Fate" to the second half: "It even includes Master. We found many such scripts in the City of Ten Thousand Curses, but the format of Master's book is different. Before he died, he confessed that everything he knew was revealed in the master's formation."

"It's not just for this storybook. In fact, Huaiyu and I have received some special 'enlightenment' before." Ying Baiye pressed his fingertips on "Defying the Sky and Changing Fate", "We saw the living The protagonist, Xie Yufei."

Ying Baiye briefly explained their "rebirth" and their experiences along the way.

Lu Zhuoyu closed his eyes slightly, and listened thoughtfully: "So that's the case. Thank you for your hard work. This matter started many years ago when I was the young master of the Silver Moon Sect—"

……

Rong Cheng felt that he was falling in countless memories, and finally landed in a person's body:

Someone patted her on the shoulder: "Rong Cheng, why are you in a daze? The young master is coming back soon, let's go to the sect to greet him!"

Rong Cheng subconsciously said: "Welcome?"

Why does the young master have such a big air, and the disciples need to welcome him back to the sect?

Standing next to her was a female cultivator in a blue dress, her hair was simply tied, and she was very beautiful: "I even forgot, I didn't know you just came to the sect. The young master will definitely bring a lot of outside things when he comes back today. Let's go have a look!"

Rong Cheng put one hand on her temple, and the severe pain made her frown. This female cultivator seems to be called... Zhou Lian.

Strange, I have never seen this person before, but I know his name for no reason.

Zhou Lian dragged her to take two steps: "Don't be dazed, you won't be able to grab things if you go late!"

Rong Cheng was dragged away for two steps, Zhou Lian threw out a low-quality spirit sword, pulled her to jump onto the spirit sword, and flew towards Rong Cheng—only at this time did Rong Cheng realize that she only had the cultivation base of the foundation-building stage.

The two of them flew over a large spiritual field with their spiritual swords and landed on a mountain peak.

Zhou Lian took her straight to a courtyard, they came late, there were already many monks standing in the courtyard, there were men and women, most of them were female monks.

Rong Cheng Yujian had already looked carefully when he came, and soon recognized that the mountain they settled was the residence of the outer sect disciples of the Sun Moon Sect.

Rong Cheng lived at the foot of this mountain when he was a child, and was responsible for taking care of a large spiritual field at the foot of the mountain. Rong Cheng lived under the mountain for nearly ten years, and he was very familiar with everything around the mountain, even the river and the spiritual veins below. The direction is clear.

On the mountainside of the mountain is a warehouse for storing elixir and food.After all, a large number of outer disciples are still unable to fast, and need to take in food with spiritual energy normally.

Rong Cheng looked around calmly: the current courtyard seems to be a warehouse, but it is far from the warehouses Rong Cheng has seen since he was a child. Small pieces of Sumeru arrays are used to store spiritual objects.

The Xumi Formation is a formation that all storage spirit tools need to be engraved on, and it can open up a space on the medium. Under the Sun Moon Sect's warehouse, there is a Xumi Formation the size of half a city.

If this is still the Sun Moon Sect, then it must be the Sun Moon Sect hundreds of years ago.

When Rong Cheng was thinking, Zhou Lian led her to the side, looking expectantly at the entrance of the yard, just after looking at it for a while, she suddenly thought of something, pulled Rong Cheng and whispered: "This is the first time you see the young master, right?" ? Remember not to keep staring at the young master, she doesn't like us very much."

Rong Cheng was taken aback.

Zhou Liansheng was afraid that she wouldn't listen, so he emphasized: "Although the young master is very kind, she has a very cold personality, and she only makes friends with the senior sisters in the inner sect. After all, a genius like her looks down on us.

It's normal, you don't get close to it. "

Rong Cheng opened her mouth, she subconsciously wanted to refute, but suddenly remembered that she didn't know who the young master Zhou Lian was talking about, so she closed her mouth again.

Rong Qing was tall and thin. She stood among a group of people, raised her head slightly, and could look over everyone's heads.

Not long after, several monks above the Nascent Soul stage filed in, and the guards in the warehouse immediately pushed aside the disciples who were watching, and stepped forward to respond:

"What did you bring back this time?"

"A lot of spirit stones and some elixir, as well as some jewelry and hairpins requested by the teachers and sisters..."

The guard asked: "Why don't you see the young master?"

The monk in the Nascent Soul stage looked around: "Uh...it seems to be going to the warehouse first."

While the few people were talking, the monks in the yard gathered around them with small steps.

Zhou Lian quickly pushed Rong Cheng in front of the monk.

Rong Cheng was caught off guard and was pushed and staggered two steps, stopping right in front of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

Cultivator Nascent Soul was startled, and subconsciously pressed the spirit sword on his waist.

Zhou Lian hurriedly said: "Senior Sister!"

Cultivator Nascent Soul took a look at her, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lian pointed to Rong Cheng: "She is a new alchemist recruited by the sect, can you let her choose some low-level medicines that are different from the elixir that the senior sisters brought back to practice?"

Rong Cheng: "..."

The pharmacists of the Sun Moon Sect have a quota for practicing hands every month, and those who exceed the quota need to apply to the warehouse, why do they ask for it directly in public?

The Sun Moon Sect was so chaotic hundreds of years ago?

Cultivator Nascent Soul's face softened, and she even smiled at Rong Cheng: "Go in with Hongqin and pick some, remember to register."

Alchemists are very rare, and the Silver Moon Sect does not have a single pharmacist in its own sect.

Hongqin bowed slightly to the Nascent Soul cultivator, and said, "Junior Sister, come with me."

Rong Cheng turned around and followed behind Hongqin. After a few turns, she arrived at the warehouse where the elixir was stored. She led Rong Cheng to a shelf:

"These are all panaceas that need to be cleared out of the warehouse. You can see what else can be used."

There are some processed medicines on the clip, many of which have lost some of their medicinal properties due to immature processing techniques.

Hongqin apologized: "It's not that I don't give it to you, it's a slightly better elixir in the sect..."

She lowered her voice: "Basically the young master brought them back. They are very precious and cannot be used for you to practice. Besides, the young master doesn't like people who are too weak. If she knows that we gave you the elixir to practice, she will definitely be angry."

The young master in these populations is indifferent and aloof, self-reliant

genius.

Rong Cheng's eyes moved slightly: "It's good to have these, I know the embarrassment of the seniors."

Hongqin smiled: "Although this is something that is about to be thrown away, there is an advantage. There are some high-grade elixirs here, and you can take them all away. I have to help in other warehouses. You pick them first. You have to tell me what's on the other shelves before you can take it away."

Rong Cheng nodded: "Yes."

Before Hongqin left, she said, "Don't feel pressured. People like us..."

She showed a self-deprecating smile: "It's no wonder the young master looks down on us, it's just a stove, and everyone doesn't expect us to do anything."

Rong Cheng: "..."

The best alchemist of the Sun Moon Sect silently shut up.

After Hongqin finished speaking, she rolled up her sleeves and went out.

Rong Cheng didn't look at the herbs on the shelf, but wandered slowly in the warehouse.

She vaguely remembered that she was deeply trapped in the formation, but apart from being the young master of the Sun Moon Sect, her other memories were blurred like a thick veil.

I hope to find the key to breaking the situation around, whether it is an illusion or a formation, staying for a long time is not a problem...

Rong Cheng walked around the shelf, and suddenly saw a figure leaning on the shelf.

She was wearing a black sword suit, her eyebrows and eyes were hidden in the shadows, she seemed to be asleep leaning on the shelf with her arms folded, with a long sword hanging from her waist.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and there were piles of freshly picked elixir at the man's feet, among which there were many middle-grade elixirs that stopped bleeding and nourished qi.

Rong Cheng smelled it: she was injured, and she was also poisoned by a rather difficult poison.

There are a few antidotes in the elixir placed at the man's feet, and the key is the blood of monsters...

Rong Cheng instantly listed several antidote prescriptions in his mind, and decided on the best plan in the next moment.

Rong Cheng subconsciously walked over, bent down and picked up two elixir plants that were already a little wilted.

After all, she is the young master of the Sun Moon Sect. Although she has a good temper, she has an uncompromising position in the sect. She always does what she wants and does not greet others.

As soon as she made a move, a faint killing intent surrounded Rong Cheng.

Rong Cheng felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly raised his head——

The person leaning on the shelf opened her eyes at some point. She was cold and white, with crow-blue hair and lacquer-like eyebrows. At this moment, her eyes were staring at her like a deep pool. The slender finger rested on the hilt of the sword. On the fingertips there are thin calluses.

Rong Cheng's breath was stagnant.

Rong Cheng felt as if the back of her hand was on fire, she withdrew her hand abruptly, and stood up hastily: She almost forgot that she is not the young master of the Sun Moon Sect, but an outer disciple who is not even at the Nascent Soul stage.

Rong Cheng remained expressionless, and secretly put his hands behind his back.

The moment he looked at the black-clothed monk, Rong Cheng guessed the other's identity - the young master of the Sun Moon Sect at this time.

Among all monks who use swords, only a small number of them can be called sword cultivators.

Among all the monks, pharmacists and sword cultivators are the most recognizable. The former's physique is one in a million, and the latter's sword is sharp even in his soul.

Obviously, the young master of the Sun Moon Sect at the moment is a sword cultivator.

In other words, these elixirs were brought back by the other party.

So in the eyes of the other party at this moment, she should be an outer disciple who took advantage of it.

Rong Cheng: "..."

Sure enough, the young master spoke, she was probably tired and her voice was hoarse: "What are you doing?"

Rong Cheng lowered his eyes, scanning the elixir on the ground: "I..."

At this time, Rong Cheng was not a well-known pharmacist, but a novice who didn't even have a grade. Most of the elixir brought back by the young master was fourth or fifth tier.

The young master stood up straight, she was half a head taller than Rong Cheng, although she was injured, she was very imposing: "You are the new disciple in the warehouse""

Rong Cheng raised his head subconsciously and looked directly into her eyes: "No. I just saw that the young master was poisoned, and I wanted to pick out the elixir suitable for detoxification first."

Lu Zhuoyu.

The name was so abrupt and so natural that it met the face of the person in front of him.

Lu Zhuoyu's eyes moved slightly, "Looked fixedly at Rong Cheng: "Are you a pharmacist? "

Her eyes were extremely dark, and when she stared at someone, it seemed that there was only one person in her eyes.

Rong Cheng reminded himself that he is just an ordinary outer disciple now: "I know a little bit, just started to learn."

The girl was tall and thin, with deer-like eyes. Unlike all the evasive eyes, her eyes were firm and clear.

Lu Zhuoyu was burned by this look, turned away at a loss, and said bluntly: "Here are all elixir of the fourth grade and above, which are not suitable for you. Leave the alchemist in the sect to refine the medicine. Rong Cheng is very concerned about Lu Zhuoyu. Untreated wound: Yes. The young master’s wound hasn’t stopped bleeding yet, let me bandage the young master.”

Lu Zhuoyu looked down at his arm, and didn't care much: "Small injury. Since you are a pharmacist, you should use the low-grade elixir here to practice first. If the warehouse refuses to approve it, you can come to me."

She paused, probably worried that Rong Cheng would not know her, and said: "My surname is Lu, Lu Zhuoyu, the young master of Yinyue Sect."

Rong Cheng stepped on her feet lightly, and the corners of her lips curled up slightly: "I know the young master, I am Rong Cheng, an outer disciple."

Lu Zhuoyu turned his eyes away uncomfortably: "What are you laughing at?"

Rong Cheng: "I..."

She had just opened her head when disorderly footsteps came from outside, and the Nascent Soul cultivator who had allowed Rong Cheng to enter hurried in.

As soon as she saw Lu Zhuoyu, she breathed a sigh of relief: "The young master is indeed here!"

Hongqin stood behind the Nascent Soul cultivator with a tense face, and waved desperately at Rong Cheng, mouthing: "Come here!"

Rong Cheng took two steps hesitantly, turned back to look at Lu Zhuoyu, the tall and thin young master of the Sun Moon Sect didn't look at her, and went to talk to the Nascent Soul cultivator blankly.

Rong Cheng pursed his lower lip and stood beside Hongqin.

Hongqin breathed a sigh of relief, patted Rong Cheng's hand, and pulled her to stand aside quietly with her head down.

Cultivator Nascent Soul said in a low voice: "The warehouse array of No. 12 in the second word is damaged, and the aura has leaked out, and many grains stored have begun to rot. My young master, hurry up and repair the array."

Although the Xumi Formation is not a complicated formation, it requires a lot of spiritual power. There are only more than 30 Nascent Soul cultivators in the entire sect, and less than ten out-of-body monks. , only Lu Zhuoyu was alone.

Lu Zhuoyu: "Has all the rotten grain been cleared away? How about the loss?"

Cultivator Yuan Ying followed behind Lu Zhuoyu two steps later: "It has been cleared out, and about [-]% of the grain has been lost, but the grain harvested this year can make up for this shortfall..."

Rong Cheng looked at Lu Zhuoyu's figure, there were inconspicuous blood stains on the young master's black sword suit, following her movements, new blood continued to ooze out and wet the clothes.

However, Hongqin and Yuanying cultivator lowered their heads to look at their eyes, so only Rong Cheng saw Lu Zhuoyu's injury.

"Little Lord."

Rong Cheng called Lu Zhuoyu to stop.

Hongqin was taken aback, and was about to grab Rong Cheng, but the other party's movement was too fast, and her outstretched hand missed.

Lu Zhuoyu stopped and turned around.

Rong Cheng smiled: "Thank you, young master."

Lu Zhuoyu gently rubbed the hilt of the sword with her fingertips, she seemed to dare not look at Rong Cheng, and her eyelashes trembled slightly when she avoided looking: "It's my job."

She turned around and left the warehouse in a few steps, her figure completely disappeared from Rong Cheng's sight.

As soon as Lu Zhuoyu left, Hongqin let out a long breath and patted her heart: "You suddenly stopped the young master, you scared me to death!"

Rong Cheng didn't understand, and said with a smile, "Why?"

Hongqin whispered: "Oh, you didn't know it when you first entered the sect. The young master is a sword cultivator. He is cold and never gets close to us disciples. And she is very strict. When she lectures on the heart and swordsmanship, she will not tolerate We made mistakes. Once, I just couldn't practice a set of sword skills, and she punished me to practice a hundred times in one day! But we are just furnaces, how can we compare with the young master?"

Rong Cheng: "So what about the furnace?"

Hongqin gave Rong Cheng a strange look: "The furnace tripod is used to replenish the physique, no matter how hard we try, we can't compare with normal monks."

"But," Rong Cheng interrupted her softly, and smiled helplessly, "Senior Sister, you are not just a cauldron."

How can you deny all of yourself because of a part of yourself?

Hongqin sighed: "You will know later, people like us are not suitable for cultivation by nature, sisters just want to live in this world well, and it is good that we can live well."

"And," Hongqin said solemnly, "the young master is very against us, the furnace, you must stay away from the young master."

Rong Cheng tilted his head, and briskly agreed: "Yes."

But how could young master Rong be so obedient?

She quickly demonstrated the qualifications of a genius alchemist and a first-class monk in the Yinyue Sect, and successfully refined a fourth-grade elixir, and thus was promoted from an outer disciple to an inner disciple.

Unfortunately, in the next month, Rong Cheng never saw Lu Zhuoyu again.

"Young master?" Hongqin looked at a small basket filled with prepared elixir, she followed behind Rong Cheng, "Young master is not often in the sect, she spends more than half of the year All the time is outside, and rarely return to the family."

Rong Cheng: "Then when will the young master come back?"

Hongqin shook her head: "I don't know. I heard that the lacquer pool in the Cloud Forest was opened once every 100 years, and the young master saw that all the Nascent Souls in the sect were gone, although I can only..."

Several sword lights landed in front of the two of them, and a dozen or so messenger disciples helped the monk in the moon-white clothes land in front of Rong Cheng.

The clothes of these monks were stained with blood, their clothes were torn, and they could hardly walk.

— A male cultivator covered half of his body with blood, staggering towards Rong Cheng with the support of a disciple of the Silver Moon Sect: "Master, Senior Sister! He..."

It was the first time for the disciple of Chuanxin to see this kind of battle, and he was so anxious that his head was covered with sweat. After seeing Rong Cheng, he couldn't help showing a happy face, and walked a few steps in a hurry, accidentally stepped on the basket on the ground, and The monks on the ground fell to the ground together!

Hongqin was taken aback, and before she could react, Rong Cheng had already supported the messenger disciple: "What's wrong?"

Although these monks were brought in by the disciples of the Silver Moon Sect, they still looked strange when they wore the clothes of the Outer Sect, obviously they were not the disciples of the Silver Moon Sect.

Rong Cheng glanced at the injury on the monk's body, and immediately said, "I lost too much blood, so I'll send it to the bamboo hut over there first."

The disciple of Chuanxin found the backbone, and with the help of Hongqin, all the injured monks were helped into the bamboo house for resettlement.

The bamboo house is the temporary residence for the disciples to guard the Lingtian. There are only simple tables, chairs and bamboo beds, which can barely accommodate the dozen or so monks.

Rong Cheng's gaze quickly flicked over the monk——

Jindan's left and right cultivation bases all have large areas of trauma on their bodies, which seem to be wounds caused by some kind of monster bites, and the saliva left in the wounds is obviously poisonous.

In addition to bites, there are severe strangle marks.

Rong Cheng knelt and sat on the ground, quickly using his spiritual power to investigate the condition of the injured monk, and took the elixir to prepare wound medicine and detoxification pills on the spot.

It was the first time for Hongqin to see such a serious injury. While following Rong Cheng in a panic to bandage the wound, she asked the messenger disciple, "What's going on here?"

"I, we are... monks of Qingshuizong."

— A slightly injured cultivator struggled to speak.

Rong Cheng listened distractedly.

She has stayed here for a month and already has a general understanding of the forces around Silver Moon Sect.

Qingshuizong is backed by Shen Yuhu, and it cannot compare with Yinyuezong in terms of power or number of people. The water spirit root skills in the sect are quite outstanding. Shui Linggen has a peaceful temperament and has some friendship with Yinyuezong.

The monk covered the wound, looked at a cloud of spiritual light in his palm, and tried to stop the bleeding: "It's Shen Yu Lake. A few days ago, a wounded monster dragon swam into Shen Yu Lake and recuperated for a few days. heavy……

The monk choked up several times, and said with difficulty: "Only a few of us escaped...the elders and the suzerain have already...the suzerain of your sect asked us to stay in your sect for a while."

The monk's words aroused the fear of the disciples of the Silver Moon Sect. The disciples in charge of delivering the message looked at each other, and they all saw the same panic in each other's eyes—the Qingshui Sect was brutally ravaged by the monster dragon, so will it be the turn of the Silver Moon Sect next? ?

Hongqin couldn't help but show fear on her face.

Before she came to Silver Moon Sect, she was a casual cultivator who hid everywhere in order to conceal her furnace physique. She had no desire to cultivate and ascend, and only hoped to spend the rest of her life safely in Silver Moon Sect.

Rong Cheng had already healed a monk's wound, and asked, "What is the cultivation level of the monster dragon? Why did you attack Qingshuizong?"

The monk said: "It's a monster at the stage of leaving its body. Our Qingshui Sect was built here, but it was very powerful. It set off a wave and flooded the Qingshui Sect. All the disciples of the outer sect drowned."

As soon as this remark was made, the disciples of the Silver Moon Sect, including Hongqin, heaved a sigh of relief—the Qingshui Sect has no monks in the distraction stage, and the suzerain only has a cultivation base in the out-of-body stage, but the Silver Moon Sect has two monks in the distraction stage .

Rong Cheng's heart sank slowly.

There are indeed two distractions in Yinyue Sect, an elder and a suzerain. The elders live in seclusion all the year round, and the suzerain's cultivation is vain.However, these two monks in the distraction period have vain cultivation bases, and in the same state, the monsters are far stronger than ordinary monks with the addition of physical bodies, and the dragon has the blood of a real dragon, which is more fierce than ordinary monsters.

However, the few out-of-body elders of the Qingshui Sect all died at the hands of the Yao Jiao, and the life of the Yao Jiao has not even been threatened... I am afraid it will be much more difficult to deal with than imagined.

Rong Cheng simply treated the injuries of the Qingshuizong monks, and with the help of Hongqin and Chuanxin disciples, he placed these disciples in a small spare courtyard.

Among the dozen or so monks of Qingshuizong, several were seriously injured and dying. In order to save the lives of these people, Rong Cheng had no choice but to open a furnace to make alchemy.

"It's impossible for Xi Peng to recover from such a serious condition. You must have a fourth-rank True Yuan Pill to barely save your life."

An enshrined pharmacist of Yinyue Sect came to the same conclusion as Rong Cheng after a simple diagnosis and treatment.

Rong Cheng and the pharmacist looked at the messenger disciple at the same time.

The disciple of Chuanxin said: "The suzerain means to treat as much as possible."

She glanced at the Qingshuizong disciple who was seriously injured and unconscious, leaned close to Rong Cheng's ear, and said in a voice that only Yinyuezong could hear: "They brought most of the Qingshuizong's spirit stones and elixirs. The suzerain asked us Do everything you can to keep them alive."

Rong Cheng nodded slightly: "I understand."

The enshrined pharmacist pinched his beard: "True Yuan Dan, I'm afraid