A day later, among the mountains at the North Gate, a colorful boat rose up from the ground, turned into a stream of colorful light, rushed out of the huge city of Dongcang, entered the sky thousands of feet high, and shot towards the west...
"Fairy Caixia, where are we going? It seems we have entered high altitude!"
Tianjiu woke up from his trance, opened his eyes and saw the colorful clouds in the east, so he asked.
A little beauty sitting on the head of Caizhou grumbled: "What a pig! Go to sleep when you come in! Make a noise when you wake up! We are going back to Yuling, I am so flattering to you, and you can ride on our boat again!"
"Guoer, you are so rude! Haha, Tianjiu, don't mind, this girl Guoer has been spoiled by me! Yes, we are returning to Yuling, you don't blame me for taking you on my own initiative, right?
!" Dongfang Caixia said with a smile.
Tianjiu was overjoyed: "Really? Go back to Huachen?! Will Old Man Ji let me go?"
Dongfang Caixia nodded: "The tide of beasts in Dongcang has begun to subside. Besides, the information you detected is accurate. He has no reason to stop you from going back."
"Oh! Yeah!!"
Tianjiu shouted and almost flew out.
"Eh? Why is your cultivation gone?" Dongfang Caixia glanced at Tianjiu, who was in a state of shock, and suddenly said in surprise.
"Huh?" Tianjiu was stunned, and suddenly realized that he was still running the Heaven Transformation Technique, with no pressure at all.
"Hey hey hey! Accident, all accidents!"
He smiled mischievously, his mind moved slightly, and the pressure on his body surged up and down, and did not stop until he reached the tenth level of Qi Refining.
※※
In the Huachen Spiritual Pig Valley, the Hundred Hearts Link Formation was still open. Amidst the mist, on the mountain in the middle, dozens of Huachen disciples were sitting on the ground, looking extremely depressed.
Ever since the two master uncles Mu Zichang and Ke Jing returned from Dongcang with eight Huachen disciples, bad news has spread to every corner of Huachen. The other ninety disciples, including their boss Tianjiu, have all died!
!
"Senior Brother Yu, is the news really confirmed? I don't believe that the boss is just gone! I want to go to Dongcang!!"
Li Tianhua's eyes were red, and he was a little crazy in despair.
"It should... it should... Alas, now I have a black eye, and I am scratching my head everywhere. Senior brother Wanbao and senior brother Huben were imprisoned because they refused to participate in Dongcang's beast hunting last time. They have not been able to get out for a year and a half.
."
"Didn't you go find Uncle Xiaomi?"
"She's not here. She disappeared as soon as the boss left. There is no news yet. Alas, Master Gui lost his mind again half a month ago. I can't find any way among the senior officials! However, according to the news from Dantang
, the boss finally went on a mission to sea, and all the people who went to sea have not returned, they should have..."
Yu Zicong showed a look of intolerance.
The dozens of pairs of eyes looking at Yu Zicong dimmed again, and the Lingzhu Valley became quiet again.
※※
A wisp of white light flew over, pausing in front of the formation to reveal a foundation-building monk.
This man was dressed in white and had handsome features. When he saw the foggy Lingzhu Valley, his expression was very unhappy, and a black line appeared on his forehead.
"Yu Zhiyuan! Come out quickly and meet me!!"
"Huh?" Yu Zhiyuan, who had been stunned, suddenly came back to his senses, looked up, and trembled all over.
"Foundation Building Monk!!"
Yu Zhiyuan murmured and hurriedly got up. All the other brothers in Lingzhu Valley stood up and were ready. Fortunately, it was the foundation-building monks from Huachen Sect who came, so they were not too worried.
"Yu Zhiyuan is here, what is the purpose of my uncle coming here?"
"Hmph! Who told you to set up a formation here? I am Gu Baiyi, the sword hall, and I am here to collect the spirit pigs. Please open the passage quickly!!"
"Gu Baiyi?! The first place in the competition, Gu Baiyi? He has also advanced to the foundation building stage?!"
Yu Zicong's mind was slightly shaken, and there were sudden waves in his heart.
"It turns out to be Uncle Gu from the sword hall. I'm disrespectful!" Yu Zhiyuan said hurriedly, cupping his fists.
Then the conversation changed: "Didn't the spirit pig be collected by Uncle Dantang Gui Xiaoxiao? Why did you come to collect it?"
"Does it matter who comes to collect it? Humph! Gui Xiaoxiao already had dementia half a month ago, is it still possible to come?" Gu Baiyi was very unhappy.
"Ah? Uncle Gui is dementia?"
Yu Zhiyuan looked at Yu Zicong, saw him slightly nodding, gritted his teeth, and waved his hand to open the passage of the formation. A thoroughfare led directly to Gu Baiyi's body.
"Very good! If you don't open it, I'll consider flattening this place."
Gu Baiyi lightly tapped the flying sword and stopped on the mountain.
"Oh, there are quite a lot of people there! The sixth level of Qi Refining... the seventh level of Qi Refining... and the eighth level of Qi Refining. I think there is a lack of spiritual energy here. How do you cultivate? Could it be that you are hiding something?
Let’s practice magic weapons?!”
"Uncle Gu, the disciples also meditate and practice in their free time. There is nothing special about it." Yu Zicong quickly stepped forward to explain.
"Uh? What's your name?"
"Yu Zicong!"
"Yu Zicong...hum!"
Gu Baiyi snorted coldly, waved out his sleeve, and suddenly struck out with an iron fist made of spiritual energy.
"boom!"
Yu Zicong was caught off guard. As soon as he summoned the protective aura shield, he was hit straight on. His body flew out and fell three feet away. With a pop, a mouthful of blood shot out.
The air in the Spirit Pig Valley suddenly condensed, and with a crash, dozens of magical weapons were instantly sacrificed.
Li Tianhua opened his eyes angrily and shouted loudly: "Copycat! Set up a formation!"
"Oh! Dare you resist?!" Gu Baiyi sneered, his hand shook, and a high-grade magic sword fell into his hand.
"Uncle Master beat his fellow disciples for no reason, what's the reason?!"
Yu Zhiyuan asked coldly. Seeing that everyone was extremely angry, he shook his head slightly.
He knew that Uncle Foundation Architect should not be offended casually, especially when there was no boss. He was the steward of Lingzhu Valley, so naturally he had to be calmer when considering issues.
"Beating? That's right! This is a lesson. Did I ask him a question? Why is he rushing to answer if he's not Yu Zhiyuan? It's light to teach him a lesson. If there is a next time, I might as well cut out his tongue."
"...!"
Dozens of people had anger in their eyes. Seeing Yu Zhiyuan still shaking his head, they had no choice but to hold back.
Yu Zicong struggled to get up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth and clasped his fists: "Uncle Master is teaching you to be rude! Junior Brother Yu, give the spirit pig to Uncle Master!"
Without saying a word, Yu Zhiyuan silently took out more than thirty spirit animal bags and handed them to Gu Baiyi.
Gu Baiyi smiled coldly, took the spirit beast bag, and threw it into his treasure bag without even looking at it.
"So many people have raised so few spiritual pigs. Isn't it too few? I seriously suspect that you are hiding something! Hand over your storage bags and treasure bags, and I want to check them one by one!"
"You...?" Li Tianhua's heart was filled with rage.
"What, you're not convinced?! You bastards, you used to rely on the god of plague to live happily. What's going on now, are you stupid?! Hahaha! bastard, bastard!"
Gu Baiyi Shiran walked up to them, looked at these ants with eyes like dead fish, and happily slapped their cheeks one by one with his palm.
"Zarp, whoever dares to move, I will chop him up today. Do you dare to move? Do you dare? And you? Big guy! Why are you clenching your teeth so tightly? You want to eat people!"
"Ah~~~! F*** you!"
Li Tianhua couldn't bear it anymore, raised his fist and hit Gu Baiyi who was very close at hand.
"court death!"
Gu Baiyi's eyes flashed sharply, and a sly smile appeared on his face.
His figure flickered and disappeared from where he was.
"Brother, be careful!"
Yu Zhiyuan shouted loudly, he knew something was going to be bad the moment he saw Li Tianhua make a move.
Before the call ended, there was a bang, and Li Tianhua's huge body flew out, spraying out a mist of blood, and fell ten feet away. He tilted his head and fell to the ground without even making a grunt. All he could see was his back.
His body was bloody and bloody, and he lay on the ground not knowing whether to live or die.
"Cut! Ants!!"
Gu Baiyi grabbed the sword in one hand and a large handful of rags and minced meat in the other hand, and appeared behind where Li Tianhua was standing, with a look of incomparable disdain on his face.
"Spread out and set up formation!!"
Yu Zhiyuan roared, waved his hand, and the mist suddenly rolled, and everyone was instantly submerged in the mist.
"Hey! It's interesting, you really dare to resist! Hahaha, great! I was worried that I couldn't find a reason to kill you. Since you insist on seeking death, I will help you!"
Gu Baiyi was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly, and threw the magic sword in his hand into the air. It quickly grew to a length of one foot and flew around him. Wherever it went, the mist flew away and turned into raindrops, splashing on the ground.
"Senior Brother Yu, go rescue Senior Brother Li and send him to the cave for treatment!"
Yu Zhiyuan's command voice came from the mist.
"Hey! Go!" Gu Baiyi's figure was aggressive, and he waved his hand and pointed at the place where the sound just came from. The flying sword that was about ten feet long struck with a scream.
There was a muffled sound, and the flying sword struck a hill. Earth and rocks flew away, and half of the head of the hill was missing.
"Huh? You ran away pretty fast!"
Gu Baiyi was slightly surprised, snorted coldly, and once again wielded his giant sword and started slashing at the place where Li Tianhua fell.
Yu Zhiyuan stumbled and rolled into a stone recess, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
The spiritual power of the foundation-building monk was too terrifying. He was already aware of the danger and quickly retreated after shouting. However, he was still swept away by the aftermath and almost got injured and fell.
"One group will attack the south, and three groups will attack the east! The second group and the fourth group will be on alert!"
Yu Zhiyuan lay down in the stone recess, exposed his head, and relied on the formation to issue instructions to the other brothers.
Their disadvantage is very prominent. Only Yu Zicong and Li Tianhua are at the eighth level of Qi Refining. Unfortunately, they have withdrawn from the battle. The others have to rely on the large formation and use gestures to communicate. If they were not well-trained on weekdays,
If it weren't for the protection of the Hundred Sons Linking Heart Formation, it would have fallen apart long ago when faced with the foundation-building monks.
"Whoosh!" Three points of white light burst out from the south, shooting directly at Gu Baiyi's back.
"Hmph! The light of rice grains!"
Gu Baiyi sneered again and again, and with a flick of his sleeves, a fist transformed from spiritual power rushed towards the white light. It struck the white light first and last.
"Crack, click, click!" Several cracking sounds were heard, and several high-level magic swords fell to the ground. The fists transformed by spiritual power continued to strike forward without losing force.
"Ah~!" A cry of pain came out, a silver figure fell to the ground, and a member of Lingzhu Valley was severely injured and fell into coma.
"Damn it! Get out!"
Yu Zhiyuan was heartbroken and shouted again.
He finally understood that in the face of absolute strength, resistance was futile. Even if there was a large formation to cover it, it would be of no avail. Avoidance was the only way.
He regretted letting Gu Baiyi in, otherwise, even for a foundation-building monk, it would not be a matter of time to break through the formation.
"Withdraw? Is it still possible to withdraw?"
A sarcasm came from behind Yu Zhiyuan, a white light flashed, and a claw with orange flames slowly reached out. It seemed slow, but it arrived in the blink of an eye.
"Ah~!" Yu Zhiyuan only had time to shout and dodge. Then, with a pop, a large piece of flesh on the shoulder armor disappeared, revealing a terrifying blood hole.
He turned around in shock and looked at Gu Baiyi blankly, with a hint of deathly sadness in his eyes.