There Li Qingjun quickly approached the "reef".

When I got closer, I felt happy that it was not a reef, but a small hill on the island.

The mountains exposed on the sea are very small and there are quite green trees, which is a good environment. As you get closer, you can see someone building a wooden house on the top of the mountain. The wooden house is simple, but it seems to have a mysterious feeling of being one with the world.

Although it seems that there is no spiritual feeling, it should be a place where casual cultivators live in seclusion?

Li Qingjun flew over half vigilantly and half expectantly, and saw a little girl in green clothes squatting outside the rooftop of the mountain. In front of her was a sea fish that was overturned by high waves, shaking with her white belly. The girl took a branch and poked the sea fish and jumped around. The girl was overjoyed.

"..." A little girl squatted on the mountain of the isolated island, but she couldn't feel any special aura here... Li Qingjun felt a little strange, and did not dare to move lightly for a moment, shouting from afar: "Li Qingjun, Penglai Jiange, visit the master here."

"Peng...Li..." The little girl raised her head with her eyes straight, looked at Li Qingjun, and soon saw Qin Yi holding her horizontally in her hand. Her expression changed drastically and ran towards the wooden house with her feet: "Master, Master!"

The wooden house opened with a squeak.

A woman in goose yellow clothes walked out the door, as if she wanted to scold her, but when she looked up, her face immediately changed.

At this time, Li Qingjun could feel the unpredictable aura of the woman, and was a little shocked. He thought to himself that there was a Huiyang monk living in seclusion in this mountain without any spiritual energy. It was really unexpected.

However, such a lonely cultivator often masters many other sects to survive, which means that she has a high chance of saving Qin Yi. Thinking of this, she begged in a low voice: "Senior must be a moralist and a Qing cultivator... My companion was injured. If my senior can save him, the Penglai clan will definitely remember the kindness of his senior."

"I'll save him, and Penglai's subordinates thank me for my kindness?" The woman's expression became even more strange, and then sighed and said, "He just overdrawns is too outrageous and it's not difficult to cure. Take him here."

After saying that, he turned around and entered the door.

What the little girl wanted to say, but she stared at her and stopped talking in a silence.

Li Qingjun thought that no one dared to attack her Penglai's subordinates in the sea, and it shouldn't have harmed Qin Yi, so she hugged Qin Yi into the mountain. The moment she entered, it seemed as if there was a feeling of the curtain opening, but turned around and looked at it but seemed to have no reaction.

"Maybe I'm too tired, I'm having hallucinations too?" Li Qingjun sighed and hugged Qin Yi into the wooden house.

The fragrance in the house is faint, it smells very comfortable, and it makes people feel refreshed. The window is facing the window, the window is bright and clean, and there is a bottle of unknown flowers in the corner of the table. In the middle of the table is a book, the pages are spread out, the sun shines into the window lattice, and the sound of waves outside the window, and the breath of escape from the world and dust spreads instantly.

This is a true ignorant of cultivating the world, and Li Qingjun made a judgment.

There was a screen in the compartment inside the room, and behind the screen was two soft couches of two sizes. The woman in the yellow shirt said calmly: "Put it down."

Li Qingjun hesitated a little: "This... is placed on the embroidered bed of seniors? Will it... be a blasphemy for seniors?"

The woman in yellow twitched the corner of her mouth: "Maybe."

"That……"

"It's important to save people." The woman in yellow waved her hand and Li Qingjun found that she couldn't hold Qin Yi, and had been "taken away" and placed on the couch.

Why is it so anxious as if I don’t like me holding him?... Li Qingjun didn’t think much about it for a moment. All her thoughts were on Qin Yi at this time: "Senior, how about him?"

"It's not a big deal..." The woman in yellow took a pill and fed it into Qin Yi's mouth: "He was just seriously overdrawn. This is the medicine for the capital and Peiyuan, and it's mainly for rest. It's best to let him sleep for three days and three nights, and don't disturb him. As he is like a cow... Well, he's jumping around anyway when he wakes up. This is not a serious injury after all."

Li Qingjun sighed and said happily: "Thank you, senior."

The beautiful eyes of the woman in yellow finally fell on Li Qingjun, looking up and down, with a playful expression.

Li Qingjun looked down at himself, then subconsciously looked at the other person's chest, and his head drooped again.

Why is it so big again?

"Penglai Jiange Fairy Li, I know you." The woman said: "Three days ago, you were competing on the Burning Sky Island. I also watched from a distance. You are very outstanding."

"Senior, I'm sorry..." Li Qingjun thought to himself that it had been three days, and I wonder why the sect didn't send Senior Tengyun to the door?

As if she understood what she was thinking, the woman said lightly: "The door disappeared not long after. People from all sects could only go back to their base and wait for news. The spectators could only disperse. I want to enter..."

Speaking of this, he felt like he was speechless and stopped talking. Li Qingjun didn’t think it was offensive. There must be many people who wanted to enter, and it was not uncommon.

Seeing that Li Qingjun didn't say anything, the woman asked, "Can you tell me what happened inside? Qin Yi, who can fight against the heroes of the world alone, is overdrawn like this, but you don't seem to be hurt?"

After talking about it, his expression became a little sharp, and the sharp light in his eyes seemed to pierce into Li Qingjun's heart.

Li Qingjun looked a little sad: "I had been practicing hard for three years. I thought I could keep up with him, but in the end I found that I was still too weak. He was working hard, and I could hardly help, so I could only watch... The senior said that I was excellent, which was really a pity. Not only was it because of insufficient practice, but it was also because of my dedication to retreat and indifference, I could not keep up with other knowledge and was powerless everywhere. I couldn't even help him afterwards, and I had to ask someone to ask for help."

The woman said with some amusement, "Are you practicing for him?"

Li Qingjun said seriously: "Yes."

The woman was stunned and her expression slowly softened: "Three years have been good. Well... With your help, another yellow man is on the side. Who can make him overdraw like this?"

Li Qingjun was stunned: "Why did you know that it was a yellow bird?"

The woman looked straight: "There are many wonderful methods in the world that you cannot know."

Li Qingjun felt more and more that this woman was quite mysterious, so it would be better to mention the things in it less. Then he briefly said: "It was caused by some people from the Wushen Sect, and it was a long story."

"Witch, God, Sect!" The woman's voice was filled with unspeakable coldness.

Li Qingjun was just surprised, but saw the woman look solemn: "Someone is here."

After saying this, Li Qingjun felt that someone was approaching quickly, which was the bloody and mysterious aura of the Wushen Sect.

"The people from Wu Shen Sect are chasing me!" Li Qingjun suddenly stood up and apologized: "Sorry, senior, I don't know that I will cause others... It seems that I have caused trouble for seniors, I..."

"Let's stay at ease." The woman held Li Qingjun and walked slowly to the door, quietly looking at the streaming light approaching the sky, with her eyes as cold as frost.

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Lin Rushan was taken by Gu Xin to the vicinity. This distance was enough for him to accurately sense the specific location of the Blood Lin Yujing. The two flew directly to the island and soon saw an island hill.

Huiyang's spiritual consciousness swept away, and it was deserted. He could feel the breath of bloody marrow in the wooden house, but only Li Qingjun's bone-level energy was on the side, and there was no one else.

Lin Rushan sneered and rushed straight away.

Gu Xin hesitated for a moment and followed.

He was really jealous of Qin Yi, and he was almost jealous and crazy, which had long affected his rationality and clarity.

He felt that Lin Rushan might not be able to kill Qin Yi if he took the blood Lin Yujing, and he might have to make up for it himself.

As a result, as soon as he flew into the mountain range, Lin Rushan suddenly lost his trace in front of him, and Gu Xin's expression immediately changed drastically.

What's going on?

It is obvious that there is nothing special about it outside, why is flying into the mountain area like entering another world, and the scene in front of you has changed completely?

There is a deserted area around, and a stone wall like Gobi stands in front of you, looking strange and abrupt by the sound of waves around you.

Above the stone wall, there is a black and thick ink silver hook and iron painting, and the big book is written with the word "kill".

Just when I looked up, the word "kill" seemed to come alive, and the murderous aura came to my face, and then every stroke turned into a thousand cuts and pointed it over.

Gu Xin was shocked and retreated, wanting to leave, but where can he find the way?

It was clearly a sea around, but no matter how they flew, the mountain seemed to spread along his direction, endlessly.

A cold voice came from the air: "Since you are here, don't leave."

"Swoosh swish swish!" The silver hook and iron painting pierced, and Gu Xin found that he could not avoid this mysterious trajectory at all, as if no matter how he hid or blocked, the word would be cut on his body, just as this word itself represents the way of saying things.

It's killing.

This is an absolute gap in the great realm, a kind of power that junior Tengyun could not understand at all.

What's more, this is a new path, and many monks at the same level don't understand it.

Could this be... Wandao Immortal Palace, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and secret techniques of the Book Sect?

Before he could figure it out, countless ink lights had already cut off their bodies, Gu Xin screamed at the top of his lungs.
Chapter completed!