He activated his escape technique and shuttled through the void at extremely fast speeds.
After a few breaths, you are thousands of miles away.
At the foot of a mountain, Liu Rumeng activated her secret technique, covering up her own aura and blending perfectly with her surroundings.
Putting down Ye Xuanji, he coughed and spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood.
The originally strong aura suddenly weakened and was no longer as strong as before.
"Ahem, thank you very much. If it hadn't been for you, I would have died in this human catastrophe!" Liu Rumeng said with a smile: "The human catastrophe has passed, and only the natural catastrophe is left. The natural catastrophe is the simplest.
Yes, you only need to prepare for twenty years before you can survive the catastrophe and attain the golden elixir!"
"This is what I should do!" Lu Xuanji said with a smile: "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have encountered the plot!"
"None of this has anything to do with you!"
Liu Rumeng said with a smile: "Human calamities are impermanent. Even if you avoid this one, there will be another one. All other calamities can be avoided and resolved. Only human calamities cannot be avoided. The more you avoid them, the more violent the calamities will be. But you
, step into the ninth floor of the Purple Mansion with the help of secret techniques, and kill Demon Lord Sumeru. No wonder the Lord will value you for such a monster!"
"It's just a fluke!"
Lu Xuanji recalled the moment of the confrontation and commented: "Whether it is fighting skills or timing of fighting, Demon Lord Xumi is superior to me. His only mistake was to underestimate me and underestimate the power of the Yuanci Heavenly Sword.
Powerful. My true energy is limited and I can only strike out with one knife. As long as he uses his body skills to avoid that knife, I will be exhausted. Then he will win!"
"But he chose to activate the underworld's devilish palm and resist Yuan Ci's sword!"
"It's not that he is careless, but the pride of the strong. If faced with a strong person, there are reasons to choose to avoid it; but when faced with a weak person, he chooses to avoid it. He simply can't bear it in his heart!" Liu Rumeng said: "Qiang
A person can fail, but he cannot lose his self-confidence. When he doubts his sword, doubts himself, or shakes his mind, does the strong still have the right to be called the strong?"
Lu Xuanji was speechless and could only change the topic and asked: "Who is that golden palm?"
"That golden palm is a magic weapon. It is said that a palace master of the Huangquan Demon Sect refined the palm of a Nascent Soul and turned it into a top-level fourth-grade magic weapon, which can carry part of the power of the Golden Pill cultivator!" Liu Rumeng said:
"This time, the demonic cultivators from the Yue Kingdom were able to reach the hinterland of the Chu Kingdom and ambush us. There are big figures working as internal agents... Killing me is only the second priority. The key is to use me to interfere with the master's breakthrough to the Nascent Soul."
"My death is just a small matter. If it affects the master's ability to pass the test, it will be a big bad thing."
"Will those demonic cultivators come after me?"
Lu Xuanji asked.
"No. At the moment when I was ambushed, there was a golden elixir demon cultivator in charge of the Tianji Platform, which confused the Tianji. This made my whim and crisis sense disappear, and I fell into their plan! But after the battle just now,
, the atmosphere of the war has been leaked, and it has been learned by some golden elixir major cultivators in Chu State!"
"If they don't want to be under siege, they can only miss a hit, run away thousands of miles, and hide!"
Liu Rumeng said and coughed again: "No more words, I want to heal my wounds!"
With that said, he sat aside and began to heal his wounds.
Lu Xuanji also coughed and was recovering from his injuries during the exam.
The power brought by the crazy magic talisman began to dissipate, falling from the ninth floor of Zi Mansion, to the eighth floor of Zi Mansion, to the second floor of Zi Mansion.
His cultivation level was declining, and his heart became empty.
That feeling of loss is indescribable.
Everyone in the world is like this, they can go up but not down, they can win but not lose.
Once a high-altitude immortal falls to the mortal world, the desperate environment is enough to cause his heart to collapse and fall into madness; once a genius who is undefeated in his life encounters a certain defeat, he may be unable to recover and become completely decadent.
Suppressing the impatience in his heart, Lu Xuanji coughed again.
Not only did his cultivation fall back to the second floor of the Purple Mansion, but the feeling of weakness also surrounded his body, as if he was experiencing a serious illness.
Sickness and colds only exist in the memories of past lives.
But in this life, when I was young, I was cared for by my parents, and when I grew up, I cultivated immortality and became immune to all kinds of illnesses, so I didn’t feel sick.
At this time, he felt that his body was weak. Not to mention ordinary Zifu monks, even monks on the ninth floor of the Foundation Building could easily kill him.
"Ahem!"
Lu Xuanji coughed again, his body was shaking and his arms were shaking.
He took out a Nirvana Pill and drank it directly.
The power of the Nirvana Pill is being digested, forming a faint fire of Nirvana inside and outside the body. In conjunction with the replenishing air, the wounds on the body are being repaired, and the injuries are recovering bit by bit.
But suddenly, a yellow air current surged in the body, conflicting with the fire of Nirvana and annihilating it.
The yellow air flow continued to circulate in the body, constantly eroding the essence and blood. The yellow air flow was increasing, and the injury not only did not improve, but actually expanded.
Poof!
Lu Xuanji coughed again and coughed up a mouthful of blood.
At this moment, Liu Rumeng coughed, and the blood he spat out contained a foul odor. Not only did his injury not improve, but it worsened.
"Ahem, I still underestimated the Underworld Corpse Poison!" Liu Rumeng said: "The Underworld Corpse Poison is one of the strange poisons of the devil. It can continuously corrode the essence and blood of the monks, and continue to grow the body. It is quite difficult to deal with. Even
The Golden elixir monk also feels a headache, and besides, it’s us..."
"It's better to ask for help from Ziyang Mountain!"
Lu Xuanji said: "There are many experts in Ziyang Mountain. If someone comes to pick us up..."
"Can't!"
Liu Rumeng flatly refused, "The Lord is attacking the Nascent Soul. At this time, Ziyang Mountain is heavily guarded. Many demon cultivators, demon cultivators, etc. are eyeing Ziyang Mountain. This attack on us is not intended.
Tune the tiger away from the mountain and create loopholes in Ziyang Mountain’s defense!”
"You are Patriarch Jin's disciple!"
Lu Xuanji said.
"I'm not, I'm just a maidservant of the Lord!" Liu Rumeng said, seeming to recall something: "At that time, I was just an orphan, my parents were just low-level casual cultivators, my parents were killed outside, and I was the only one left.
I make a living by begging on the streets and robbing wild dogs for food.”
"At that time, I met the Lord, and the Lord took me in and became one of the Lord's sword maids."
"I only have four spiritual roots, and my future is limited. The Lord taught me the [Four Symbols Sword Sutra], helped me build the foundation, and helped me condense the high-grade Purple Mansion, but I am not enough to become the Lord's disciple. But you, the Lord
It was the first time I spoke, the first time I planned to recruit him as a disciple, but it was also the first time I was rejected!"
At this point, Lu Xuanji could see a slight complaint.