Sister, I don't want to work hard

The depths of the starry sky.

Inside a desolate and dead floating land, in a temporarily opened cave, several formations are simply arranged. In the core area of ​​the cave, there is a jade pond with a radius of three feet.

The pool was filled with liquid medicine exuding a faint fragrance. Yun Miaozi, the former master of the Palace of Fortune, was lying on the bottom of the pool with his eyes closed, his breathing disordered and erratic.

Mai Qingfeng, the saint, was sitting by the pool with the dozen or so core elders who had escaped and waited silently, her eyes full of worry.

This sudden change is simply a disaster that has never been encountered in the thousands of years since the establishment of the Jieyun Palace.

No one expected that the Celestials, who have been dating for many years and have always seemed to be easy to talk, unexpectedly descended on so many strong people at once, and turned their faces at once.

Up to now, the foundation of Jieyun Palace, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, has just fallen into the control of the upper echelons of the Celestial Clan, while the former palace owner Yun Miaozi and the saint Mei Qingfeng have been wanted as sect rebels. .

"Your Highness."

The core elder Yuan Xuankong said softly: "This is not going to work. If the Palace Master cannot recover for a long time, our situation will become more and more difficult."

Mei Qingfeng was silent for a moment, then sighed: "What can I do? The incident happened in a hurry, what we brought out is limited, and there is no place to get supplements. At present, this is the only way to go."

It has been several days since Yun Miaozi was seriously injured, Mei Qingfeng and the elders secretly robbed several caravans passing by the nearby star field, and finally got some useful resources .

But what to do next, including Mei Qingfeng, everyone was at a loss.

However, Mei Qingfeng did not completely lose confidence. Her master had a deep scheming mind and a lot of calculations. In the past so many years, there were many behind-the-scenes arrangements.As long as he is there, Jieyun Palace may not be able to survive the current difficulties.

After an unknown amount of time, with a faint sigh, Yun Miaozi in the pool slowly opened his eyes and looked at the elders around him.

"Are there only so many people? Really."

Yun Miaozi laughed at himself. In just a few days, he had gone from being the high-ranking Lord of the Palace of Fortune, one of the most influential figures in the Taixu Starry Sky, to a giant-level existence who could easily affect the general situation of the Star Sea, to a bereaved dog.

The fickleness of the world and the turbulence of fate can be seen from this.

"Master, what should we do now?"

Mei Qingfeng leaned over and asked, facing this almost unsolvable predicament, with her mind and heart, it was indeed difficult to deal with it, which was beyond the limit of her current ability.

Yun Miaozi sorted out his thoughts, and said calmly: "Don't worry too much, this matter is indeed very troublesome, but the powerful background of our Jieyun Palace is unimaginable for the Celestial Race. After all, this is not their home field, so in the future, we must What will happen, they will definitely not know, we will definitely be able to give them a big surprise.”

"?!!"

Mei Qingfeng's expression was surprised, but it was expected, and the frowning elders also heaved a sigh of relief.

Among the past masters of the Jieyun Palace, Yun Miaozi's reputation is not obvious, and his cultivation is not the top, but no head of any big power dares to underestimate this old bastard. He has sat safely in his position for tens of thousands of years, God knows what kind of hole cards he has?…

Yun Miaozi pondered for a while, took a jade talisman from his neck and handed it to Mei Qingfeng, and said: "There is a hidden star map in it, and you can reach a blessed place by following the map. We have saved some resources, which can help us settle down for the time being, let’s get out of here first.”

My injury is really troublesome, and I can't delay it any longer.

At this time, Yun Miaozi still couldn't help thinking of Qin Muling, if the boy was under his control, no matter how serious the injury was, it would be nothing.

Do you want to think of a way? Visit Yunmeng Tiangong secretly again? As long as you can persuade Qin Muling to heal your wounds, you can negotiate any conditions.
"Okay, Master."

Mei Qingfeng agreed and took the jade talisman.

……

The main altar of the robbery palace.

In the bronze hall, a huge three-story altar made of the bones of unknown beasts has been set up. Several Da Luo-level powerhouses of the Celestial Race have carefully checked it again. After confirming that there are no more problems, they came to the two. The emperor reported.

Lingxi next to him frowned and looked at this dark altar with a ferocious shape and a strong and fierce atmosphere. Among the countless complicated and difficult to distinguish textures on the surface, there was a faint blood mist flowing like a solid substance.

The Treasury of Jieyun Palace is quite rich, with all kinds of rare materials, natural materials and earthly treasures. Therefore, the two emperors of the Celestial and Human Race were not polite at all, and built such a reception altar in an extremely prodigal manner.

Although it is at the level of acquired Lingbao, its actual power is equivalent to that of Xiantian Lingbao, but it is only a one-time consumable, so it can be completed in just a few decades, but this decades refers to the time acceleration method. The effect in the formation is only a few days' effort in the outside world.

Theoretically, even through different time and space dimensions, specific targets can be attracted, and ordinary time and space barriers cannot isolate its mighty power at all.

Lingxi had some conflicts in her heart. If there were no accidents, she would see him again soon. It had been a long time since she saw him. Whether he could remember herself or not.

However, according to the consistent tradition of the Celestial Race, the fate of a lucky son of the Human Race like Qin Muling must be used as a top-level sacrifice to the supreme ancestor of the Celestial Race.

Thinking of this, Lingxi felt a little remorse in her heart, maybe she should never have told the two emperors about this at all, and now it is hard to get off.

"The altar of this specification is only used to deal with a junior who is not a primordial immortal, no matter what it is enough."

Emperor Yuanxi came over to take a look, and there was a trace of satisfaction in his tone. Even though that Qin Muling was extraordinary, but his current cultivation level was still low, facing the two emperors personally, there would be no suspense in the outcome.

"Don't be careless,"

Emperor Bai Yuan looked solemn: "We only have this one chance, so we can only succeed and not fail, otherwise our Celestial Race will never hope to get him again!"

If it fails, the prepared Yunmeng Tiangong will definitely take targeted measures, and will not give the Celestials and Humans any chance to make trouble.

Emperor Yuanxi nodded: "Of course, let's do it together later."

Emperor Bai Yuan took a look at the silent Lingxi, and said approvingly: "If this is done, you girl should be the first to contribute, and the Celestials and Humans will remember your contribution, um. I will accept you under my seat and personally Teach me, I will guarantee you a good future in the future.”…

"Yes, junior, thank you Dijun for your kindness."

Lingxi, whose complexion changed slightly, hurriedly bowed her knees and saluted, and responded softly.

At this moment, on the back mountain of Yudao Peak, inside the Heavenly Palace of Good Fortune, Qin Muling is quietly cultivating with Mu Yinghua.

After Emperor Xinyu agreed to help Mu Yinghua through the catastrophe of the Daluo Golden Immortal, this master decided to practice with Qin Muling for a period of time to raise his own accumulation to an unattainable level and create a flawless Tao. base.

In this way, not only can you obtain the perfect Daluo Jinxiandao fruit, but it will also become easier to hit the quasi-sage emperor realm in the future.

". Let you practice hard, where do you put your hands?"

I don't know how many times, the beautiful woman with gorgeous beauty and dizzy muscles slapped away the hand that was playing tricks on the plump Xuezi, and there was a faint tremor in her charming and soft voice, almost shaking the beautiful boy in her arms. Kick to the bed.

"Understood, Master."

Qin Muling's flattering voice sounded, the two of them have been in close contact for a long time, and just rubbing against each other is no longer enough to satisfy their needs, isn't it normal that they can't control their hands?
"Got it? Do you dare to do it next time?"

Mu Yinghua wasn't fooled at all, she was too aware of this disciple's temperament, she was really insane, why didn't she put shackles on him today? So that he became more and more unscrupulous.

"Okay, Master, it's really not an example."

"Ghosts believe you!"

Mu Yinghua gritted her teeth, took out the cold whip from the space bracelet and put it aside, the meaning of the warning was self-evident.

However, no matter how dishonest this guy is, it's unknown if she is willing to fight him.

Qin Muling was lying in Mu Yinghua's arms at this time, and the enchanting jade arms clasped his hands tightly, making him unable to move, but it only stimulated the flame in his heart to become more and more irresistible.

At this moment, Qin Muling's expression suddenly changed, and he struggled desperately.

"Are you coming? Do you really want to be whipped?"

Mu Yinghua scolded softly, and hugged him hard to prevent him from messing around.

"No, Master, someone is plotting against me!"

Qin Muling hurriedly explained that at this moment, in the space in his body, a delicate bone runestone was shining with dazzling brilliance, bursting out with unbelievable power, almost flying through the air.

It was a gift given to him by Lingxi, a girl from the Celestial Clan, when he entered the Misty Illusion Realm for the first time. Since he didn't have a chance to use it, Qin Muling kept it with him all the time.

Unexpectedly, today, this thing has become a hidden thunder buried around him.

"what happened?"

Mu Yinghua immediately became vigilant, Qin Muling's safety was related to the survival of the sect, and there was absolutely no room for loss.

Qin Muling broke free from her embrace, and hastily pinched the magic formula. The mysterious and magnificent palace shook slightly, and the illusory starlight poured down like a tide. This rare innate treasure also has a shielding space, which isolates the infinite space from inside and outside. Shang Weili.

Even if Qin Muling's current cultivation base is limited, it is not enough to fully display its power, but it can still effectively interfere with the force of piercing traction coming from nowhere.

In addition, Qin Muling's internal space is essentially an independent space-time world derived from the innate primordial good fortune Qinglian, which naturally has its own shielding field from the invasion of external forces.

Under the effect of double shielding and isolation, this prevented Qin Muling from being hit immediately, and was swept away by the mighty power bursting out from the runestone. …

Mu Yinghua had put on her clothes again at this moment, and asked nervously: "What should I do now? Why don't you ask Dijun and the others to come over and help right away?"

Qin Muling looked helpless: "I don't dare to let go of the restraining formation of Good Fortune Heavenly Palace now, I'm afraid I can't suppress it, there should be an emperor-level existence presiding over this matter, right?"

I couldn't help being afraid for a while, if that runestone was placed in the space bracelet, I'm afraid that at this moment, I have already been recruited and taken away by the opponent's means.And this time, there is no hope of getting out. Since the other party dares to set up this trick, the possibility of making low-level mistakes basically does not exist.

"Then what to do?"

Mu Yinghua asked anxiously, the other party has not achieved the goal for a long time, there must be more terrible means to use, and Qin Muling's cultivation is probably unstoppable.

"I do not know either."

Qin Muling frowned and said, he has never encountered such a situation, and has no experience to learn from, and now he dare not take out the bone amulet, losing the shielding isolation of the space in his body, even Mu Yinghua can't suppress it .

The main altar of the Doom Palace, in the bronze hall.

The pitch-black altar is in full operation at this moment, the terrifying coercion permeates the void, the blood-colored flames rising and jumping tens of feet high, from time to time there are distorted and hideous faces looming in the flames, and there are faint screams and howls with unknown meanings. Sounds, murmurs of chanting, heart-piercing curses, and so on.

In front of the altar, a vague figure gradually emerged. It could be vaguely identified as a young man of the human race. Lingxi, who stood silently watching from a distance, easily recognized the identity of the other party, which was the Qin Muling in memory.

However, no matter how the two emperors in front of the altar pinched the spirit formula and repeatedly urged the power of the altar to capture that figure, the other party remained in a faintly visible state, unable to completely pull its body from the distant time and space.

".Is it still not working?"

Emperor Yuanxi was a little annoyed, there were faint beads of sweat on his smooth forehead, obviously this kind of hand
Segment consumption is no small matter.

Emperor Bai Yuan said coldly: "This little guy should have a top-level innate spirit treasure by his side, or he is in the dojo arranged by the quasi-sage emperor himself, so he can seriously interfere with the power to suppress the reception altar."

It's not surprising when you think about it. With such an important status as the other party, Yunmeng Tiangong naturally spared no effort in protecting him. No matter what forces come to attack him, it is impossible to easily succeed.

"What should we do now?"

Emperor Yuanxi asked in a low voice, his energy was draining like a tide, and he was full of energy, and he could hold on for at most two hundred breaths.

Emperor Bai Yuan thought for a while, and then said decisively: "Night Chang has many dreams, we must immediately increase the output of mana, and at the cost of sacrificing the life of a Yuanhui, capture him as soon as possible!"

Now is the critical moment, and most of the quasi-sage emperors of Yunmengtian Palace have already sensed that something is wrong. If they can't make a quick decision, as long as the opponent makes a move, their side will undoubtedly lose.

One yuan will be 12 years, the price is indeed a bit high, but with the foundation of the quasi-sage emperor, it can still bear it.As long as Qin Muling can be caught, it will be a sure-fire deal.

"Okay, that's it!"

Emperor Yuanxi spurted out a mouthful of natal blood, his complexion suddenly darkened obviously, and his breath became much weaker.

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