Wu Qi remembered that after returning to the 72 peaks of Wudang, Cui Fuhai went to seclusion and practiced in seclusion. He had a great wish to pass the nine turns of the golden elixir and condense the Nascent Soul again.

Before the two parted, Trevor Hay was convinced that he would not leave the customs again after several years.

Why did he suddenly go down the mountain to experience it and lose his life?

"Junior brother, this is Junior Brother Cui's magic weapon."

Lu Qingqing handed over a paper sword with both hands.

This is Trefohai's personal magic weapon "Shuangli Du Sword". The tip of the sword is covered with blood, and the sword body is also damaged and torn.

Wu Qi took the paper sword carefully and felt a divine thought inside that was constantly arousing.

"Junior Brother Cui was going to go into seclusion to practice, but there was a lack of hole opening talismans, so he went to Richemont to find a mission, and finally went to Dongting Lake to check out a strange place."

"When we went to Longhu Mountain to watch the ceremony, he rushed to Dongting Lake...To this day, the "Shuangli Du Sword" flew back to the sect with the support of junior brother Cui's blood."

Lu Qingqing sighed: "The divine thought above is for you to listen to by junior brother."

Wu Qi was still a little unacceptable.

The dignified Wudang Mountain sword cultivator, and the late stage of the Jindan, Trefohai, who had eight revolutions of the golden elixir, died in a mission to go down the mountain.

Only then did Wu Qi realize the cruelty of the path to sword cultivator.

His thoughts touched, and the "Shuangli Du Sword" stretched out, turning into two carp, one black and one red, swaying around Wu Qi.

A divine thought rang in Wu Qi's ears.

Trefohai said a little tiredly: "Junior Brother Wu, sorry, it seems I can't go back."

"Tell the sect brothers, don't come here unless you make babies, don't get involved!"

"The one who kills me is the Lord of Tixian."

That's all.

The two carp slowly returned and condensed into blood-covered paper swords, completely quieting down.

Wu Qi didn't speak for a while.

He thought of Mr. Zhang, and again of the night when he fought fiercely in Shu County.

No one knows what will happen tomorrow.

The former teacher will be able to drink tea together tomorrow, and will the last farewell of friends become a lifelong farewell?

When separation from life and death becomes reality, there is not so much goodbye or preparation, only inadvertent disappearance and helpless regret.

Wu Qi took a deep breath and recounted to Lu Qingqing: "Senior Brother Cui went down the mountain and went to Dongting Lake. He was killed by a cultivator named Tixian Kingdom..."

Lu Qingqing finished listening patiently: "Lord of Tixian? I have never heard of this name. I will report this matter to Uncle Yin first."

"And this paper sword..."

She said: "Wudang Mountain rules, if the disciples die, the sword magic weapons left behind will be placed in the sword mountain. It is both a memorial service and a heritage."

Wu Qi returned the paper sword with both hands.

"Jiemie, junior brother."

Lu Qingqing comforted her and stood up with her sword.

Wu Qi looked into the distance.

Tuwu Mountain is still wrapped in clouds, like an island isolated between heaven and earth. Within the sight of the eyes, it is blurred and cannot see the way ahead.

Li Mi stood beside him and looked at Wu Qi with a worried look on his face.

"Honor, life and death are destined... Please mourn and don't be depressed."

“Depressed? No.”

Wu Qi's eyes became sharper: "I just found that I was still lazy. Senior Brother Cui devoted himself to practicing, but still encountered unexpected problems. I have been living too easily recently and forgot that the path of cultivation is to follow life and death."

"Just kill the Lord of Tixian, comfort Senior Brother Cui's spirit in the sky, and revitalize my diligence in practicing."

Li Mi whispered: "But Mr. Cui's last message said, don't go until the Nascent Soul..."

"Then you'll make a baby."

Wu Qi's face was calm: "Since you can't win the pill, then you can make a baby. If you can't win the baby, then you can't win the baby, then you can't win the soul!"

"This Tixian Lord will die, I said."

When Li Mi saw Wu Qi's decay and full of confidence, he immediately felt relieved.

"However, Master, if you become a baby, you may be unable to live without Wudang Mountain."

When Li Mi heard something was wrong, he quickly advised: "Honor, you have arrived in Wudang Mountain, but the popularity has become too high. Now he has been remembered by the real person Du Cixin... If you make a baby, you may not be able to do it even if you live in a residence monk, so you have to stay in Wudang Mountain."

Wu Qi smiled: "It's nothing wrong with staying in Wudang Mountain."

"But……"

Li Mi reminded: "What should I do if Fuyun Temple?"

"It's okay. Fuyun Temple is of course the eternal home, but now it seems that among the five roads and seven temples, the one that suits me the most is Wudang Mountain. The secret disaster is coming, and with Wudang Mountain as a backer, the chance of survival is higher."

Before that, Wu Qi had a vague plan.

His situation is special. He is Wu Daoji, the only legitimate grandson of the Fuyun Temple, and has a relationship of blood thicker than water with Fuyun Temple.

It is more like my hometown, a place where you can choose to go back to any situation outside.

But if you stay in Fuyun Temple forever, it will be difficult to obtain a lot of first-hand information and receive guidance from Nascent Soul monks and even the Yuanshen real person.

Whether it is breakthrough in realm, magic and magical powers, or even various resources, the gap between the guidance of famous masters is a difference between heaven and earth.

Give a ready-made example.

Xie Ba, the crab demon in Qingyi River, is old enough, but he is still a demon general after years of cultivation. If he hadn't had a two-headed snake, he would have been cleaned up long ago.

Correspondingly, Qing Qiang came from behind and became a demon general, both in terms of realm and status, because the reason was that the cultivation of the Dragon Girl of the Water.

But Qing Qiang is not enough to watch compared to Ji Zhan.

If the two are real swords and guns, Qing Qiang may be killed by Ji Zhan as soon as he touches them.

What is Ji Zhan’s origin?

His master is Jiang Yu, one of the three leaders of Qingcheng Mountain. Zheng Ren Jiang is in charge of the "Holy Light Pavilion", which makes it easier for the disciples to break through the realm and is stronger than elixirs.

Ji Zhan even held three magic weapons, "Songyun Huchi", "Dungeon Drum and Morning Bell", and "Thunder Fire Mace". His quality rank is not low, and he mastered a variety of magic tricks as his trump card.

There is such a big gap between the famous master and the sect.

Wu Qi thought about it.

If you return to Fuyun Temple, then except for the little support in the Temple, you must rely on Chengdu Prefecture if you want to obtain elixirs and magic weapons.

The Dragon Girl of the Shui River is very good, but after all, she is not a real official of the Tang Dynasty. She is the Minshui Dragon King tribe and will most likely leave once the two-year term is in office.

By then everything will become confusing again.

But Wudang Mountain is different.

If you can become a veritable disciple of Wudang Mountain, both the practice environment and the resources you can obtain will be far beyond the previous distribution of Shu County.

Yin Luofu emphasized that he must win the year-end competition.

The purpose is to keep yourself.

Wu Qi will not let go of such a good opportunity.

But before that, he would go back to Shu County.

...

Yin Luofu frowned slightly when he heard this: "The competition is about to begin next year. Now you only have one month to prepare for the battle, why do you still have to run around?"

"It's really important to have something at home, so I have to go back."

Wu Qi explained: "The disciple was originally a member of the Chengdu Prefecture's unannounced house, which was co-constrained by the Dragon Girl of the Shuishui. Now he has been away from Chengdu for a long time and it is difficult to go back in a short period of time. Therefore, going to go through the procedures and removing this position will be considered a good separation."

Regarding the local governments of the Tang Dynasty, Yin Luofu still respected him: "Since that's the case, go and go quickly and don't delay your practice."

"Yes, uncle."

Wu Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

I am afraid that Wudang will not release people, which will be troublesome.

This time I returned to Shu County, not only did I have to resolve the matter of the non-staff sack, but I also had to fulfill my previous promise to Huang's father and take him to see the Ghost King Jingjie.

Wu Qi asked again: "Also, Senior Brother Cui died at the hands of the Lord of Tixian... I wonder if the sect has made a decision, how to deal with it?"

"I was killed in a fight outside the sect, but my skills were not as good as others."

Yin Luofu showed a kind of cold restraint: "The Wudang rules will not be subject to subsequent revenge."

"Of course, if you have grudges, you can resolve them."

Wu Qi understood and immediately said, "Then the disciple dared to take over this matter."

"oh?"

Yin Luofu's eyes were burning: "Are you going to have a baby?"

Wu Qi said calmly: "I just want to kill the lord of the Tixian Kingdom."
Chapter completed!