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Chapter 152 Goodbye Bauhinia
The sky is shrouded in clouds and mist, the mountains and rivers below are majestic, and the white waves wander through the huge black and blue mountains.

The two of them flew in the sky for a long time before they found the so-called Rotten Peach Mountain.

It is spring at this time, and from a distance, the whole mountain is pink, and there is no other color.

The two landed at the foot of the mountain, and the ground was covered with a soft carpet of white powder, stretching continuously.

The wind fluttered gently, the flower branches trembled, and the pink and white petals fluttered in the sky, layer upon layer, like the drizzle in spring, lingering endlessly, and like running water, suddenly and softly falling on the ground.

The two walked here, passed through the sea of ​​flowers, holding each other's hands, one hand was warm and the other was cold.

When they came to the mountainside and looked down, the two found a house, which seemed to be still inhabited.

The word Xie Fu is written on the door plaque.

He Qing took out the ashes of the Jindan real person, let the ashes drift with the wind, and then melted into the peach blossoms on the ground.

"By the way, when are you going to introduce me to your senior brother?"

Zhou Yu blinked his dark and bright eyes at He Qing.

"Uh"

"What? Is there someone I can't see?" Zhou Yu smiled and pursed her red lips.

The pearls on the butterfly swing reflect the white luster.

"This time I have the opportunity to let you meet each other." He Qing said with a sigh in his heart.

The two went to Yuanlei Mountain again.

Along the way, whenever you encounter an opportunity, just blend in.

It's just that the relics and caves in the back are relatively sparse, and there is not much to gain.

The only time I came across the Jindan Zongmen ruins, but the inside has also been hollowed out.

There was also a fake Dan monk present.

It's just that this time, the formation at the site of the Jindan Sect has already decayed, and no one can stop it.

About two months later, the two passed through Chihuomen and several cities all the way, and finally arrived at the Yuanlei Mountain area.

In the territory of Yuanlei Mountain, there is a plain, with many towns and villages.

The grassland is vast, and groups of monsters can be seen swimming on both sides of the river border.

When the two were flying in the sea of ​​clouds, a foundation cultivator flew towards them.

"What is the purpose of the two fellow Taoists coming to my Yuanlei Mountain?"

The cultivator was a tall man, dressed in a brocade robe with silver cloud patterns, a silver crown on his head, and a pendant hanging from his waist.

"You are?"

"I am Yuan Leishan Yuan Ying." The man announced his family name, and then stared at the two of them closely.

"I came to Yuanlei Mountain to look for real Qingxu, is he here now?" He Qing asked with a frown.

The territory of Yuanlei Mountain is very large, logically speaking, no one will ask questions unless they go to the mountain gate.

They are only approaching Yuanlei Mountain now, how could anyone come to ask questions?
But it just so happens that He Qing doesn't know whether real Qingxu is in Yuanlei Mountain or not.

He had obtained some news from Wang Haizong earlier, and coupled with his own speculation, he concluded that Master Qingxu and his party should be in Yuanlei Mountain.

But after all, it's just speculation, and it's time to confirm it.

"Really Qingxu?" Yuan Ying was taken aback.

I didn't realize it at first, this is a Jindan real person after all.

Then I remembered that the Zixiao lineage was newly opened in Yuanlei Mountain, and this real person Qingxu was the owner of the Zixiao lineage.

Moreover, this Daoist Qingxu has cultivated the highest supernatural power of the mountain gate, the Zixiao Shenlei, and he has fought against his master in a foreign battle, and he has won a complete victory.

This person is only under the suzerain in the mountain gate, and the method of practice is also the inherited method of Yuanlei Mountain, the secret code of Zixiao Shenlei.

"Reverend Qingxu is in my Yuanlei Mountain now, how do you find him?"

"I'm an old friend of Master Qingxu, so Zijing, Tang Mingyu, Master Xuanyun, Master Yuantu, Zhu Mingguang and others are all there?"

"Reverend Yuantu is here, but I have never heard of Reverend Xuanyun, and Junior Sister Zi, and the rest are not here."

Hearing this, He Qing frowned immediately.

He had a bad premonition in his heart.

The opponents he faced in the Forbidden Sea back then were indeed too strong.

Speaking of this, Yuan Ying probably understood.

The person in front of him is probably from the Zixiao lineage.

The situation in Yuanlei Mountain is not good now. Although there are few people in Zixiao's lineage, they are all elites.

Not to mention the two Jindan Daoist, there are dozens of Foundation Establishment monks.

Among them, Bauhinia is the top grade Thunder Spirit Root, even Yuan Lei Mountain has no disciples who can match it.

Therefore, Yuan Leishan is very dedicated to Zixiao's lineage now, and hopes that after a hundred years, Zixiao's lineage will completely integrate into Yuanlei Mountain and create a new line for Yuanlei Mountain.

Thinking of this, Yuan Yingwen's temper softened a little.

"But a disciple of Zixiao's lineage?"

He Qing frowned slightly, he was a disciple of Zixiao Sect, not the Zixiao sect.

Zixiao's lineage is considered to belong to Yuanlei Mountain, but he hasn't made up his mind to join Yuanlei Mountain yet.

Joining the sect is not only a backup, but also a bondage.

Today's He Qing is naturally different from the past, and he doesn't have such a need for Zongmen.

After Lei Zhu was promoted to the third rank, he thought to himself that at least his life would be safe.

If there are too many constraints, he will definitely not choose to join.

Seeing that He Qing didn't answer, Yuan Ying felt a little unhappy.

Thinking about how your Zixiao Sect can compare with my Yuan Lei Mountain, wouldn't it be a great blessing to join my Yuan Lei Sect.

"Then come with me." Yuan Ying invited.

At this time, he looked at Zhou Yu again, and he was amazed at the first glance.

"Who is this?" He looked at He Qing.

"My Taoist companion."

The corners of Zhou Yu's mouth curled up slightly, and the color of water appeared on his red lips.

The two flew together with Yuan Ying.

After flying for a long time, He Qing suddenly looked at a distant place.

At this time, we have arrived at the mountain. It is a mountain stream with a waterfall falling down. The moss on both sides of the mountain wall is thick and sticky for thousands of feet, like lichen.

But at this time, there is an ocean-like Yin Qi flowing in the mountain stream, like a vast ocean.

When He Qing's spiritual sense reached over, it almost instantly made him feel as if he was in the deep sea, surrounded by a gloomy and cold environment.

This area seems to have become a restricted area, where thousands of ghosts roam and howl.

There is even a ghost king hiding in it with a monstrous evil spirit.

There seemed to be thunderous vibrations and flashes of lightning.

"Yuan Daoyou, there seems to be a war there, I don't know if it has anything to do with your clan." He Qing reminded.

At this time, the flight direction of the three of them was not there.

If it went straight like this, Yuan Ying might not be able to find that place.

Yuan Ying frowned. At this time, he released his consciousness carefully and urged his mana to observe the past, only to find something strange.

That area has been tampered with so that it is difficult to detect.

"It's the Heavenly Ghost Sect." Yuan Ying immediately looked serious, with a trace of hatred in his words.

He Qing and Zhou Yu looked at each other.

This is a matter between Yuan Leishan and Tian Guizong, and it is inconvenient for them to participate in it.

But He Qing thought of Zixiao's line again.

Seeing that Yuan Ying had hurried over, He Qing and Zhou Yu also followed.

Yin energy billowed in the mountain stream, and more than a dozen monks were fighting in the air.

And many ghosts in the Yin Qi are like Qi snakes, only with a terrifying big mouth full of sharp teeth at the head.

There are tens of thousands of these qi snake ghosts, and when they swim together, the surrounding yin energy is diffuse, and immediately infects the surroundings like ocean waves.

The tall ancient trees shrank and withered in an instant, the fallen leaves turned into ashes, and the moss printed on the stone turned into black marks.

Even the fish living in the pool under the waterfall either died or mutated due to the erosion of Yin Qi, their eyes were red, their sharp teeth were exposed, and they began to attack indiscriminately.

There are nine monks of the Heavenly Ghost Sect, and three of the monks who cast thunder are surrounded in the center to resist with difficulty.

"Yuan Leishan was actually beaten here by the Heavenly Ghost Sect. It seems that the situation is not as good as expected. He Qing thought to himself.

No wonder Yuan Leishan accepted Zixiao Sect so eagerly.

He Qing looked over, and saw that the person surrounded in the center was extremely tall, with a heroic face, wearing silver armor, and holding a silver gun in his hand.

The silver spear is surrounded by dragon shadows, and the thunder light is three or four zhang around. The silver spear stabs like a shooting star across the sky, extremely bright.

It turned out to be Bauhinia!
At this time, the situation is already very critical.

One of the nine monks held a large banner, the surface of the banner was pitch black, and there were white runes on it.

There are five people around him who are chanting mantras, and their ten fingers are in the mudra, and mana is constantly flowing.

As the big banner waved, a toad like a hill was crawling in the mountain stream, with a sharp tongue, like a phantom, a blow was sent out, silently, and when it landed on the monk, it would make the breath sluggish and the soul be plundered.

He Qing drew out the Purple Lightning Sword and rushed over.

Although Liuyun Sword is a third-order magic weapon, it is precisely because this magic weapon has spirituality that he cannot control it.

For He Qing, it is not as good as his Zidian sword.

This Liuyun sword was destined to be sacrificed to Leizhu by him.

Only a magic weapon like Leizhu, which was cultivated all the way up from an infamous magic weapon, is the real mind-to-heart connection and can exert its full power.

As long as the Leizhu reaches the third level, He Qing can also be regarded as a monk who has mastered the power of the golden core.

The only one who has cultivated the magic weapon from the tiny powder is Qixiu.

Yuan Ying rushed in, looked at Zijing and the others, and at the corpses on the ground.

Immediately, anger arose in his heart, and he shouted: "You are in the realm of my Yuanlei Mountain, are you afraid that my Yuanlei Mountain Jindan Daoist will show up and kill you?"

He wanted to drink a few people away.

However, as soon as this remark came out, an old man suddenly sneered and said: "I was still a little bit drumming in my heart, but once your words came out, wouldn't it just prove that there is no golden elixir nearby?

Now that you're here, leave your life here. "

The big banner waved, and the big toad immediately stuck out its tongue, and saw a black tongue phantom coming, soundlessly.

Yuan Ying's magic power vibrated, and the surrounding lightning flashed to form a shield.

boom!
Almost instantly, the ghost tongue attacked the dome, and Yin Qi and lightning began to entangle and wear away.

Lei was originally the nemesis of this kind of Yin Qi, but at this moment, the Yin Qi was raging and boiling, and it only pierced the shield in an instant.

Yuan Ying was startled, he was about to activate the magic weapon and cast the spell, but the tongue returned in an instant.

The moment he returned, he felt dizzy for a while, and his whole body was in a daze. Even the thought of the last second, the spell that was being activated disappeared.

Bauhinia took a cold look, she was surrounded by dragon shadows, but her aura was also a bit vain.

After all, there are too many opponents.

And this ghost toad is almost a third-order ghost, so it needs six people plus Da Banan to barely control it.

The moment Ghost Toad shifted his target, Bauhinia held a silver gun, and his body instantly attacked a middle-aged man like a bolt of lightning.

With a wave of the middle-aged man's hand, the surrounding Yin Qi gathered, and the surrounding Qi snakes moved, encircling and suppressing the Bauhinia.

The silver spear pierced through the gas snake, and the thunder burst, and the gas snake was instantly evaporated like a drop of water, turning into Yin Qi and floating around.

The dragon shadow moved, and the sound shook.

The tip of the gun pierces the body.

However, in an instant, a shadow came over silently and landed on Bauhinia.

The person holding the banner looked at the silver gun in Bauhinia's hand, revealing a trace of desire and greed.

"The third-order magic weapon, unfortunately, cannot exert its power in the hands of a foundation-builder monk."

Even Long Ying became extremely vain under this blow, her whole body flew out, her complexion was pale, and black blood oozed from her mouth.

This is the third-order magic weapon, which cannot be manipulated by ordinary foundation-builder cultivators.

What's more, this magic weapon was not conceived in the hands of Bauhinia, the two did not fit together, and there was no secret technique to combine the two.

There is no distinction between high, middle and low magic weapons, each has its own characteristics, and often only after fighting can one know its strength.

But judging by the aura, this Thunder Spear is far from Zhou Yu's Cyan Frost Sword.

Zhou Yu's Cyan Frost Sword Light and its aura are all three levels of power, which used to scare away those people in the Stone Sword Cave.

Even if the Bauhinia Spear cannot exert its full power, it still seems a bit too weak.

It feels like it's a little bit stronger than Liuyunjian.

Zijing frowned, and the other two Yuan Leishan disciples were also panicking.

They all stood near the bauhinia.

No one would have thought that this mission to hunt down evil cultivators in the territory of Yuanlei Mountain was actually a trick of the Heavenly Ghost Sect.

"Senior Sister Zi, long time no see."

He Qing was also afraid for a while, but fortunately he was more versatile, otherwise someone else would really not be able to discover the situation here.

Of course, Zhou Yu might also be able to find out, but these have nothing to do with her.

For Zhou Yu, even if he found out, it would be better to leave directly, so she didn't remind him just now.

Hearing the familiar voice, Zijing looked up.

The moment she saw He Qing, a gleam of joy rose in her heart.

He is still alive!

"Junior Brother He"

But in the blink of an eye, she shouted again: "Junior Brother He, you leave first, and go to Yuanlei Mountain to invite Patriarch."

"That's not necessary."

He Qing looked at the ghost toad, the Haomiao Thunder Intent Sword Art was really not that effective against this kind of evil thing.

He opened his mouth slightly and spit out, only to see the spirit thunder in his body flying like a silver dragon in an instant.

The thick divine thunder carried a vast power, the purple air was transpiring, and the electric light was entwined, and a wave of spiritual energy rose around it instantly.

It is like a giant whale suddenly drilled out of the calm water, causing huge waves.

The silver-white divine thunder descended on the ghost toad, and the thunder was so powerful that it wiped out all the yin energy in the surroundings in an instant.

Ghost Toad was surrounded by Yin Qi, and the moment he was bombarded by the divine thunder, his body surface was shattered and turned into Yin Qi.

"Roar!"

The huge roar shook the sky.

The spirit thunder turned around and returned to He Qing's body, wrapping around his body like a divine chain.

At this time, there was a big hole in Ghost Toad's body, in which Yin Qi floated and sank.

Its scarlet eyes swiveled and stared at He Qing, with a hint of hatred in them.

Whoosh!
The long tongue strikes.

The rest of the monks also aimed at He Qing, as if they were about to cast a spell.

　Pain today: A thousand words were swallowed by codeword software.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)