"Fellow Daoist Cheng, these two deacons have already mentioned the reason before. I'm just here to confirm. It's good that fellow Taoist is here and has not been hurt by the evil cultivators who broke in."

Seeing Qin Cheng sitting cross-legged, Elder Wang smiled and said.

The so-called evil cultivator sneaked into the Sword-Cleaning Pool to kill people was also an excuse used by the Sword-Cleaning Sect to search for the monks.

After all, the matter of Dragon Spirit and Dragon Ball is quite secret.

As an excuse to look for evil cultivators, the Sword Cleansing Sect also had a good reason.

"I haven't seen any evil cultivators, and everything is fine now. You can leave." Qin Cheng frowned.

"Haha, of course. We also want to ensure the safety of all fellow Taoists."

Elder Wang smiled and did not leave immediately. Instead, his eyes fell on the Wan Lian Hammer in Qin Cheng's hand.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, the thing in your hand is a bit strange. It looks like a spiritual weapon but not a spiritual weapon. It looks like a magic weapon but not a magic weapon. I don't know what it is. Can you show it to me?"

When the two deacons behind him heard this, their hearts skipped a beat.

Coveting other people's treasures, even wanting to see them.

Elder Wang's words are already somewhat taboo.

"If you want it, I'm afraid you can't afford it." Qin Cheng also smiled when he heard this.

With a wave of his hand, the Wan Lian Hammer flew out and headed towards Elder Wang.

"Fellow Taoist, it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Elder Wang's expression changed, he raised his arm, and a big hand in the void gathered and grabbed the Wan Lian Hammer.

But at this moment, an angry dragon roar erupted from the handle of the Wan Lian Hammer.

A huge fire dragon suddenly rushed out from the Wan Lian Hammer, smashing the big hand in the void with one head. The dragon claw grabbed the Wan Lian Hammer and rushed towards Elder Wang.

Elder Wang looked solemn and made eighteen palm prints in succession. The golden dragon's movement was blocked, and Qin Cheng reached out to make a move. The dragon dissipated, and the Wan Lian Hammer returned to Qin Cheng's hands again.

"It seems that Elder Wang cannot afford to inspect this treasure of mine."

Qin Cheng put away the Wan Lian Hammer and sneered.

"Haha, I just lost my mind for a moment. Fellow Daoist Cheng, I'm sorry, I just offended you."

Elder Wang smiled, turned around and left.

"The breath is a little uneven, but it doesn't look like he has been seriously injured. It looks more like he has been tempering something and consumed too much."

"And with such a powerful ultimate fire power, he is indeed the founder of the Zhengqi Sect. He should not be this person."

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Elder Wang flew towards another target.

Seeing the three people leaving, Qin Cheng's smile gradually faded.

Just after it was confirmed that the three of them had completely left, Qin Cheng's face turned pale and his breath suddenly became quite disordered.

I just forced myself to take action and my injuries healed a little, but there were signs of tearing again.

This Elder Wang is really as cunning as a fox.

He was obviously not really interested in the Ten Thousand Refining Hammer, but was deliberately testing himself.

If Qin Cheng behaves cowardly and does not dare to take action, but actually hands over the Wan Lian Hammer to the opponent, then this guy will not stop, but will test it even more aggressively.

Instead of doing this, it is better to burst out with the power of thunder as soon as it comes up, let Elder Wang get what he wants, and then he will retreat naturally.

Qin Cheng suppressed a mouthful of blood, entered the medicine refining space again, and continued practicing.

Another hour passed, and the opening time of the sword washing pool was about to end.

The rich pure golden energy around him was gradually replaced by chaotic golden energy again, and the atmosphere in the entire sword-washing pool became increasingly restless.

Many monks, sensing the changes in the sword washing pool, also put down what they were doing and began to fly upwards, preparing to leave.

No matter how intoxicating the sword-washing pool is, life is more important. No one is willing to take risks at such a moment, putting themselves in danger.

Qin Cheng also opened his eyes at this time and stepped out of the medicine refining space. At this time, his whole body was full of energy and blood, and there seemed to be no problem at all.

After thinking about it, he changed his appearance and flew upwards.

The Dragon Spirit and Dragon Pearl of the Xi Jian Sect are gone. I wonder if they will just give up. Leaving the Xi Jian Pond does not mean that things are over.

He arrived here with Xu Laodao and others, and it would be good for him to transform back to his original appearance.

As for the injuries inside Qin Cheng's body, they have not been completely healed, but if they are delayed for an hour, it will take the outside world one day.

Now he can more or less cover up his injuries, at least he looks unscathed.

As long as no big battle breaks out next, no one will be able to tell that they have been seriously injured.

The locations of entering the sword washing pool were different, and even the time was different, but when leaving, all the monks flew out together.

After flying out of the Sword Washing Pond, Qin Cheng landed on a rock nearby and stayed suspended for a day and night. Now his feet landed on the ground again, and he suddenly felt a sense of stability as he returned to the ground.

Not long after the monks flew out, the pure and flowing golden energy in this huge sword-washing pool became turbid again, turning into a chaotic and terrifying abyss of death.

If you want to enter it again, you have to wait eight hundred years.

When the monks flew out, they either looked excited and full of energy, or they looked regretful, as if they had lost something.

However, everyone flew out of the pool, rested for a while, and headed towards the exit of the Sword Cleansing Valley.

As people gathered, the noise gradually increased.

Many monks met acquaintances and chatted with each other about their harvest in the sword washing pool.

While walking among the crowd, Qin Cheng couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw the number of monks here.

There seemed to be a lot more people than I thought.

Every time the sword-washing pool is opened, the Sword-washing Sect will issue approximately twenty or thirty sword-washing tokens.

Before, I used heavenly visions to create chaos, but only sent out sixty or seventy.

In total, there should be about a hundred people here except for the monks from the Sword Cleansing Sect.

But when I glanced over at this moment, I saw that there were at least two to three hundred monks.

After pricking up his ears and listening to the conversations of the monks around him, Qin Cheng suddenly understood.

It turned out that at that time, the Xi Jian Sect promised to let everyone go, and those monks holding one-hour tokens naturally rushed in too.

Originally, the Sword-Cleaning Sect's method of counting other sect's monks was very simple. After an hour, count the number of monks who flew out of the Sword-Cleaning Pond. As long as one hour passed, those who had not left would be severely punished.

But this time, because they had their own tokens, the Sword Cleansing Sect was unable to judge which monks should stay for one hour and which ones could stay for twelve hours.

Therefore, these monks all understood and simply stayed in the sword washing pool without leaving.

"Hey, I didn't expect that Qin Cheng's plan of yours would have additional benefits." Fu Mo couldn't help but laugh at this time.

"If there weren't so many monks mingling in the Sword Washing Pond, the Sword Washing Sect would probably find you sooner."

"But if we can't find it in the sword-washing pool, they won't give up easily. Look ahead, the road out of the valley has been blocked."

Qin Cheng squinted his eyes and looked forward.
Chapter completed!