MTL - Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text-Chapter 65 065

above the mountain.

Just as Mu Sheng rushed up, four Golden Core cultivators riding the magic cloud shot together, and the formula bombarded Mu Sheng's body. Mu Sheng took a deep breath, and the escape speed did not stop because of this, he activated the spiritual power in the golden core in his belly, and a rainbow light several feet long appeared on his clothes, and then the attacks were eliminated, but There was still residual power left on her body, making her blood boil.

If she met four Golden Core cultivators on weekdays, she might still have a chance to escape, but at this moment, there is only desolation and despair at the end of the road! The back road was blocked and the front road was blocked, Mu Sheng's whole body was wrapped in coolness, as if he was in a snow-capped mountain. But it is impossible for her to catch her without a fight. Taking a deep breath, she flicked the light of the sword, and suddenly countless flying swords flickered with cold light, and rushed forward to kill!

The four demon cultivators sneered, and released a turbid and dark demonic river, inside which were fierce blood. These people walked the same way that Xie Wujing sacrificed to the demon leader. As soon as they had spiritual power, an infinite magic mist filled the air, covering the entire mountain. Mu Sheng's expression remained the same, the sword light was spinning back and forth in the blood, she stretched out her hand to pinch the decision, and hit a Danyu. The activated medicinal power mixed with the magic mist, turning into an extremely vicious poisonous miasma, not to mention the magic cultivator, even Mu Sheng himself was shrouded in it. However, Mu Sheng pressed a detoxification pill with the tip of his tongue, and when the poison miasma activated, he swallowed the pill, temporarily suppressing the poison gas. But the demon cultivator didn't feel so good, the person in the center of the poisonous miasma screamed, and his flesh and blood were directly brushed off by the poisonous miasma, leaving only a white bone, which fell down.

"You—" The rest of the people looked at Mu Sheng, whose clothes were dripping with blood, and looked at those faint eyes, and couldn't help feeling a little chilly. But in this battle, there is no room for him to back down! When the scene was at a stalemate, two black smoke flew towards this direction, Moxiu who blocked Mu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and then his face was full of joy. After seeing Xiao Xuantian and Xie Wujing, he cupped his hands and said respectfully, "Senior Brother Xiao, Senior Brother Xie."

"What's the matter?" Xiao Xuantian asked calmly.

The demon cultivator froze and said: "There is only one Jindan Xuanxiu, but it is already at the end of the battle." They are all Jindan stage, facing the poisonous miasma, but Xiao Xuantian has successfully entered the Nascent Soul realm not long ago, It's really worthy of the phrase "true king".

Xiao Xuantian looked towards the poisonous miasma, raised his eyebrows and said: "He is an acquaintance."

Xie Wujing followed suit, and his cold, pale face was suddenly enveloped in a murderous look: "It's her!" In the picture of Shanhe Sheji, he suffered from Mu Sheng! New hatred and old hatred, at this moment the fighting spirit is burning fiercely, once the kung fu is activated, a **** soul is born, rushing towards the poisonous miasma. Xiao Xuantian's eyelids twitched, he was not as reckless as Xie Wujing, he hastily stopped Xie Wujing, and shouted: "Come on slowly!" After a pause, he said again, "Mu Daoyou's body is full of poisonous gas, you After the blood has passed, I'm afraid it will turn into poisonous water." However, although the poison is powerful, it is only at the Golden Core level, and the effect on Zhenjun Yuanying is not that great. Xiao Xuantian yelled loudly, and a faint wind emerged from his body, which was indeed one of the magical powers of the Demon Sect—the Great Compassionate Wind!

Mu Sheng lowered his eyes, the poisonous gas and injury pulled her flesh and heart, and the golden core stimulated, and the spiritual power that could be forced out was as thin as a gossamer, as if she had been driven to a desperate situation. She doesn't want to get involved in anything, it's not that she doesn't admire Dao, but she wants a "life" first. When her request is difficult to achieve, her awe-inspiring and unyielding fighting spirit rises, stronger than ever Desire to be strong! When her thoughts were burning fiercely, passing between the heaven and the earth, the vegetation in the valley seemed to sense something, and they all showed their aura!

Countless strands of subtle spiritual power interweave together, forming a giant green dragon, and rushing towards Mu Sheng. The boiling, turbulent breath instantly swept away the initial decline and pushed her spiritual power to perfection. realm. In this life of death, the spiritual power in the body is equivalent to going through a reincarnation. The five chaotic energies interweave five-color brilliance behind them, and the yin and yang are divided into five elements at the beginning. This is the mighty power between heaven and earth!

"The mountains and rivers respond to the situation, and the grass and trees worship the spirits—" Xiao Xuantian's expression changed drastically, and his face suddenly became solemn.

Xie Wujing didn't have that much thought, after the poisonous miasma was dispersed by the great compassion wind, he gave a loud shout, sacrificed his blood, and went to kill Mu Sheng.

Although Mu Sheng's spiritual power has been perfected at this time, the injuries on his body have not been eliminated. If he suffers a few more times, he may not be able to escape the end of falling. She avoided Xie Wujing's killing move with the escape light, and merged her spiritual power into the mountain and river map, using it to protect herself, and then sacrificed the piano and sword, and rushed towards Moxiu! Her target is not Xiao Xuantian and Xie Wujing, but several other demon cultivators. Even if they are all at the golden core stage, the true biography of the devil king is different from other non-direct disciples!

The sword light was majestic, like a long rainbow piercing the sky, leaving a long flame in midair. "Guiyuan Sword Art", as the sword style that disciples of Tianyan Sect must learn, is a superior skill that leads directly to the Dao, but because it is slow to practice, it is not as fast as other sword arts, so it is not valued. Mu Sheng has been practicing for so many years, even if he abandons his sword later, his comprehension of Guiyuan Sword Art is still excellent.

Within a few breaths, two demon cultivators were killed by Mu Sheng, and there was a flame of anger hidden in those gloomy eyes that were reflected by the sword light.

"Eldest brother, she is protected by a map of mountains and rivers. If she can't break it, she can't be hurt." Xie Wujing said angrily. He was afraid that he would not be able to take revenge, and he didn't care about the life and death of the other demon cultivators. After all, the other party was the Demon Lord of Jin Ou His subordinates are not from the Northern Candle Demon Lord lineage.

"I know." Xiao Xuantian frowned, and said again, "The Map of Mountains, Rivers and Lands is a divine weapon, and it would take a huge amount of spiritual energy to use it. She may not be able to hold it for too long."

"But what if she wants to escape?" Xie Wujing asked again.

Xiao Xuantian flicked his sleeves, and said with a calm smile: "I have sealed off this world, and with the abilities of the Golden Core Stage, it is difficult to escape from it. Unless it is the seed of the way of swords!" But at the moment Xiao Xuantian's voice fell, In an instant, a sharp and incomparably sharp sword light rushed to the sky, smashing out of this locked space! Xiao Xuantian's expression turned serious, and he said, "Isn't it the true inheritance of Qingxue Peak? It's all about being able to use swordsmanship, how can there be a sword species?" He didn't have much time to be shocked, and hurriedly drove the magic cloud to chase Mu Sheng. There is even a Daoist Nascent Soul, but he couldn't trap a Golden Core cultivator. I'm afraid people will laugh out loud when the news spreads!

Mu Sheng mobilized the spiritual power in her body, and took advantage of the last remaining energy to get out of the valley. She faintly felt an idea, but now is not the time to think. If it was possible, she would certainly kill those two demon cultivators, but if she stayed, her life would really be ruined! Her sword escape method is extremely fast, and she can fly several miles in the blink of an eye, but Xiao Xuantian's magic escape is not bad, and he has a monk at the Nascent Soul Stage, and he caught up in an instant! Mu Sheng was shocked, but when he sensed a strong and familiar aura coming from the sky, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The red shadow with a strong smell of blood came before his eyes, and Mu Sheng hooked the corners of his lips, wanting to pull out a smile, who knew that because of the ups and downs, his breath split, the poisonous gas and injuries erupted at the same time, and he immediately vomited A puddle of black blood came!

"Junior Sister!" Wen Qingshou shouted, turned into an afterimage, caught Mu Sheng, and when she looked up, she saw Xiao Xuantian and Xie Wujing who were chasing after them! There were still bloodstains on her cheeks, the fierce murderous look rolled in her eyes, and the strong wind was blowing her sleeves, like a sin Luo evil spirit climbing up in purgatory! Xiao Xuantian suddenly felt creepy! As soon as he stopped, he flew away in the opposite direction the next moment! Xie Wujing didn't know why, so he drove a **** soul forward, without looking at it, and with a flick of his fingers, he sacrificed a sky-burning karmic fire, burning the **** soul that wailed tragically to ashes. The fire did not go out, and spread to Xie Wujing's body in the next moment, burning his soul! Xie Wujing was terrified, he ran the blood art in a hurry, separated another end, entrusted Yuan Ling in it, and fled out in a hurry! As for the body that was left behind, it disappeared into nothingness in the flames. Although he saved a small life, the three heads of blood were sacrificed by him carefully, which are equivalent to a part of him, and the sudden loss of two ends can be regarded as a serious injury to his vitality!

In normal times, warmth and sorrow would naturally kill them all, but now Mu Sheng's condition is not very good, so he can only forcefully suppress the overwhelming anger, and fly back to the station with Mu Sheng in his arms. Fortunately, the attack on the Dharma altar did not take away all the Danxiu, there were still two disciples from Qingxue Peak in the camp, and they rushed to heal Mu Sheng.

In the sea of ​​magic brakes.

As the eyeballs of a ferocious ghost face turned, a cold light was projected from it, which was reflected in the mid-air, forming pictures of the past one after another.

The four demon lords and the elders in the demon gate didn't care at first, but when they saw a figure in red killing four Nascent Soul elders in a row, their expressions changed drastically! It's all for her to suppress a dharma altar by herself, how can she still be so powerful after performing her meritorious deeds? Is the inheritance of the Supreme Promise Sect really so powerful? "This person is my enemy of the Demon Sect." An elder of the Demon Sect said fearfully.

"For her, I'm afraid Xuanmen is equally nervous." Xia Beizhu calmed down, and said, "However, Taishang Wujizong and my Xuanmo sect have an agreement, and they will only choose disciples from the Yaozu. Yaozu Cultivators practicing profound arts—" Xia Beizhu snorted twice, then stopped abruptly. It's not that he despises the monks of the Yaozu, but that the Yaozu has their own inheritance of Dao, and they don't have much advantage in Xuangong.

"In this struggle, can the Yaozu really not be able to draw us to our side?" Another elder asked. It is said that it is a matter of the Xuanmo family, but the Momen secretly contacted the Yaoting behind the scenes. But that empress was moody, even more unpredictable than the previous demon lord.

"It's good if they don't stand on the side of the Xuanmen." The Demon Lord of Jin'ou sneered, "The Taishang Wuji Sect is now the Xuanmen, and there are monks from the Yaozu. They entered the battle as Xuanmen. If he accidentally killed a demon king's heir, he might use this reason to launch an attack."

"It's no wonder that Tianyan Sect has such a proposal, they are really cunning." The elder of Momen was stunned, and then said angrily. The Demon Lord of Jin'ou didn't respond. When they made the agreement, their demon clan also thought it was a good thing. After all, they could not see the growth of Taishang Wuji Sect, and secondly, they could draw the demon clan into the fight against the evil lord, but who knows The change in Zhongxue Mountain made the evil lord no longer their target, but a great change occurred among the mysterious demons. No matter what, Momen cannot give up this opportunity to strengthen itself.

Two days later, the formation outside the altar was breached, and Tong Huarong led the disciples of Tianyan Sect to withdraw. Although there were injuries on his body, he saved his life in the end. However, the monks who conquered the other gates were not so lucky. Whether it was the Nascent Soul or the Golden Elixir, they broke several times. Originally, Tong Huarong planned to break through the dharma altar guarded by the monks of the Demon Sect in one go, but in the dark, he sensed that there was a demonic energy coming, at least it was a monk of Nascent Soul. After weighing it, he chose to go back to the station for a rest.

in the house.

Mu Sheng leaned on the couch, the poison on her body had been removed, and her injuries were gradually recovering, but her cheeks were still pale, and her thin body seemed to be taken away by a gust of wind.

"How is senior sister?" Mu Sheng raised her eyes and saw Wen Qingshou. Before she fell into a coma, she smelled a strong smell of blood. Although she didn't see it clearly, she could guess that Wen Qingshou also experienced a **** battle.

"I'm fine, but you—" Warmth frowns and looks at Mu Sheng, hesitant to speak.

"If you survive a catastrophe, you must have a future blessing." Mu Sheng hooked his lips, and said again, "My generation of monks absorbs the spiritual energy of the heavens and the earth, refines it into spiritual power and stores it in the golden core. However, using ourselves as a furnace, the spiritual power is the The medicine will eventually run out, so there is no way to directly borrow the heaven and earth energy?"

Wen Qingshou glanced at Mu Sheng, and explained: "Heaven and earth Yuan Qi can be divided into clear and turbid. Just talk about the clear spiritual energy, but the inspiration is different. Some are born in the furnace, and their sexual violence is difficult to tame, and some are like watery ones. …Absorbing the spiritual power of the heaven and earth, breathing in and out, is a process of purifying the primordial energy. A monk can directly absorb the primordial energy of the heaven and the earth, but once his own spiritual power becomes mixed, it will damage the foundation of the Tao, and the road is hopeless. Whether it is Taoism or magic No door would do that."

Mu Sheng nodded. She actually knew this statement, but after carefully thinking about what happened that day, she felt something was wrong. After thinking for a while, she said again: "But when I fought against the monks of the Demon Sect that day, my spiritual power was exhausted. Later, I was able to sustain it with the feedback of spiritual power from the mountains, rivers and trees. It stands to reason that the spiritual energy fed back by the plants and trees also It needs to be purified, but at that time I felt that it still fit my body. Can I draw Yuan Qi from heaven and earth?"

Warm and sad, she lowered her eyes and thought, the chaotic five energies are the primordial qi of heaven and earth, with them on Mu Sheng's body, perhaps Mu Sheng's body can be regarded as a small world. In ancient times, the gods did not need to cultivate their spiritual power, and their divine power was drawn from the primordial energy of heaven and earth. Later, the development of immortality led to the development of this set of methods of cultivating Taoism. No, after she became Taoist, she is actually heaven and earth, and Yuan Qi is her inspiration. Warm and sad eyes flashed, he took a deep breath and said: "Maybe you can try, but you are only in the Jindan state now, so don't act rashly."

"I understand." Mu Sheng nodded. She just made a conjecture. Before she had the ability to practice, she would not do things that would destroy her way. She glanced at Wen Qingchou who was sitting on the side of the couch, and pressed her hands to the sleeves hanging on the couch, her fingertips brushed over the smooth brocade, a little dazed appeared in her eyes, and then came back Returning to his senses, he asked, "What's going on outside?"

"You care about it." She said warmly and sadly.

Mu Sheng sighed and said, "After all, I paid such a high price, if I fail, I will be sad."

"Don't worry." She smiled warmly, met Mu Sheng's clear eyes, and said again, "With me here, I won't make you sad."

What Mu Sheng said was about the Dharma altar, but he could hear other meanings from the warm and sad words. She flicked the sleeves of Wen Qingshou to cover her red cheeks. After a while, she swept down again, looking at Wen Qingshou and giggling. Before Wen Qingchou could speak, Mu Sheng blinked again and said, "Sister, I'm tired and want to rest."

Wen Qingchou pretended not to understand the meaning of her words, and said calmly: "then you go to sleep, I will watch here."

In the end it was because of his injuries, Mu Sheng was a little sleepy. She didn't say "chasing the guest" any more, but slid her body onto the couch. Thinking that the bright light in the room was too bright, she even pulled a warm and sad sleeve to cover her eyes. Wen Qingchou sat on the edge of the couch and stared at Mu Sheng. It was not until a long time later that she let out a very light and shallow sigh. Mu Sheng's memory was fused into the divine blood, and the divine power hidden in it could not be tolerated by her current cultivation level, and she could only slowly accept the fragments of light and shadow from the past bit by bit.

With a change of mind, Warmth and Sorrow called out Baoling from Mountains and Rivers.

The pure power manifested into a dragon body several feet long, looking at Mu Sheng on the couch, Baoling also felt a little guilty. Before Wen Qingchou said it was "useless", it took the lead and said: "The master refined us out of sacrifices, and each has his own sustenance, not for use in battle." As a treasure map, it can suppress the dragon spirit of mountains and rivers , It can seal the memory of the town, it can be turned into a long river of protection...but it is not good in battle. Seeing the warm and sad expression on his face, it felt even more disturbed and murmured. "If you really want to fight, you need that Dawn Sword."

"It's not time to get the dawn sword yet." Wen Qingshou said indifferently, she glanced at Xiaolong, and said again, "Ask the bamboo qin and Baoling to be damaged, what's going on?" His spirituality also conveyed an idea, but after that power was completely swallowed, the rank increased, but Baoling still showed no signs of recovery.

Xiaolong looked at Wen Qingchou in surprise, and said again: "It's in the sword." Wuhe sword never existed in the first place, so it belonged to the bamboo qin. After losing the dawn sword, the qin itself was incomplete.

"Is that so?" She stroked her forehead warmly and said to herself. After a while, she stared at Xiaolong again and asked, "Is the memory of the suppression in the picture of mountains and rivers complete?"

Xiaolong: "..." After a long while, he said, "Not completely." In order to conceal the celestial sense, under the suppression of the four artifacts, Lord Zhuyou's dharma body melted, and his memory and spirituality were scattered everywhere, even the sword soul was suppressed. Lock. Looking at Wen Qingchou, it was still hesitating whether to say it, but Wen Qingchou flicked his sleeves and sent it back to the treasure map, leaving only one sentence, "You have the ability to set the pressure on the universe and make it easier to clear the turbidity. I will evacuate the magic lair, and you evolve dragon veins in the mountain and river map, so don't borrow her power in the future."

Although everyone in the Xuanmen station is repairing, they are always watching the movements of the Demon Gate, and they are not allowed to build another formation on the original base. Illusions and mirages are intertwined, and under the effect of illusion, it is difficult to distinguish the real from the fake for a while. It wasn't until half a month later that everyone's strength had recovered by a factor of seven or eight, and they decided to attack again!

Many sect disciples are here, but they all follow the lead of Tianyan Sect. Tong Huarong also recognized himself as the leader, and calmly ordered his disciples to do things. However, after his eyes touched the warmth and sorrow, a displeasure appeared in his heart, and suppressing the dissatisfaction, he said: "Master Wen, please meet me at the back." During this time, Tong Huarong also heard about warmth The worrying thing is that if this person is still a disciple of Tianyan Sect, it is up to her to make great achievements. However, she represents the Taishang Wuji Sect, so she cannot be made famous here.

Wen Qingshou smiled, her karma remained on Xie Wujing's body, and she could feel that he was cultivating in that altar. This enmity can't be settled with the help of others, but for Mu Sheng's sake, she didn't directly refute Tong Huarong's face, but said calmly: "One hour, if there is no result in one hour, I will do it myself."

Tong Huarong's eyes sharpened when he heard the words, and he stared at Wen Qingchou suddenly, and his dissatisfaction surged again. Does she mean that they are incompetent? After staring at each other for a while, Tong Huarong looked away again, and said with a sneer, "One hour is enough."

Wen Qingshou glanced at Tong Huarong indifferently, and thought to himself, this old man is so angry, and his talent is so ordinary, no wonder he can't go further, but stays in the realm of Yuanying for a long time. Sword cultivators sharpen their sword hearts individually, but there is a difference between high and low sword hearts, and the hard ones are easy to break. This old-fashioned change of incomprehension can't polish the state of mind to the state of supreme goodness like water.

Tong Huarong was angry with Wen Qingshou, and was also dissatisfied with Mu Sheng because of various things. Flying away with the light of this pedestrian. When the powerful fluctuation of spiritual power manifested above the altar, Mu Sheng turned to tenderness and said sadly: "Doesn't Senior Sister like Senior Uncle Tong?"

Warm and sad, she said: "The way is different." After a pause, she said again, "It's a good decision for Tianyanzong to send people like him out." If you work hard, you will still have the opportunity to be reincarnated under the protection of the sect, and then be led into the Dao in the future.

Mu Sheng said: "He is not bad to the disciples of the same sect." Other sects will push their disciples to block the knife at the critical moment, but under the protection of Tong Huarong, the disciples of Tianyan Sect are safe.

Wen Qingchou didn't feel much about it. She didn't want to mention Tong Huarong, but turned to Mu Sheng and said, "Want to take revenge? Xie Wujing and Xiao Xuantian are here in the altar!"

Mu Sheng said: "Think!" In the past, Tianyanzong and Momen formed an alliance, and they couldn't move these two, but now the situation has changed, and the other party still has the intention of killing her, especially Xie Wujing!

Warm and sad way: "then let's go."

Mu Sheng let out an "ah" and said again, "Don't you have to wait for an hour?"

Warm and sad, she said without blinking: "This moment is that moment." She pointed to the mighty magic cloud in front of her, and said, "After an hour, you can collect the corpse for the same family."