Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 758

Her cultivation must be maintained at the Golden Core stage. Once it is lower than the Golden Core stage, she will not be able to resist the erosion of the spell power. Whenever she feels that she has enough power, she will transfer a little to the sleeping little black snake, hoping that the accumulation of a little can make it wake up soon.

When it wakes up, she will no longer let it suppress its nature and let it suck whatever it wants.

The last thing needed in this world is to suppress one's nature. Cultivators focus on following their hearts and minds, so why can't monsters be so arrogant and wanton? In front of Tongtian Avenue, all beings are equal, and the fittest survive. Just restrain yourself a little.

My thoughts were spreading further and further, and suddenly my heart started pounding wildly.

The monk's intuition told him that he was being targeted.

She patted Banban's back very experiencedly to indicate something was wrong, and then she put away the two dogs, leaving her alone. In the distance, a whooshing sound came from the higher sky, but by the time she determined the direction of the sound, it was too late.

The powerful impact that came from the sky was unstoppable, and in just an instant, it knocked her directly from mid-air to the ground.

But she shook off the impact before she hit the ground and stood suspended again.

It was a very familiar routine. He Fengyunhua was like an indestructible cockroach. Whenever Sang Yue came out to repay her gratitude or collect herbs, she would always ambush him. And she didn't come alone. Her partners and numbers were different every time.

And that old partner Song Daoren would occasionally show up to show his face before. Every time he exerted force, a dark red mark would appear between his eyebrows.

It is not surprising to see a mark between the eyebrows of a high-level cultivator. It proves that the cultivator may be practicing some kind of magical skill, immortal technique or shocking evil magic. The depth of the mark represents the degree of his skill.

After all, Song Daoren is his old rival, and they know each other well.

Song Daoren was very normal before, but now every time he uses a big move to attack, the faint mark on his forehead will appear particularly dark red. This made Sang Yue realize that she had guessed correctly before, and He Fengyunhua really did take action against this ally.

It was observed that Song Daoren did not know that he had been controlled.

Once, when Sang Yue knocked him down and was about to kill him, he looked confused and angry:
"It was He Fengyunhua who wanted to kill you. I just believed her slander and was used by her. Why did you have to keep pressing on me?"

I beat him up every time I see him, even to the point of fighting him to the death. Is it that necessary?

She was stunned at the time, and he took the opportunity to escape. That was the time that confirmed her guess, but unfortunately he never showed up again after that time. Those who came to help He Fengyunhua were all strangers, and each of them had some background.

They are either disciples of prominent sects or aristocratic families, or they are close relatives or friends of a certain royal husband.

He tried to prevent Sang Yue from killing him, giving He Fengyunhua the opportunity to attack her using puppetry.

This plan is full of loopholes and is ridiculous.

She brought people here to attack with the intention of taking her own life, so how could Sang Yue show mercy and surrender? She would definitely kill him. The person was brought by He Fengyunhua, so once he was killed, the forces behind him would naturally look for He Fengshi.

What does it have to do with Sang Yue? She is just trying to protect herself.

So after a life-and-death battle, He Fengyunhua's partner was replaced by a casual cultivator... No matter how he was replaced, Song Daoren rarely showed up.

Sang Yue guessed that He Fengyunhua had probably noticed something, or her puppetry was able to see everything that happened through Song Daoren's eyes.

Fearing that the enemy would find out and instigate, she never let him show up again, and no one knew whether he was dead or alive or sent to another place by her. This move of He Fengyunhua really made Sang Yue feel regretful, as she was just trying to sow discord.

This time it wasn't Song Daoren who came. Although he was also a sword cultivator, the Qi blade that attacked her was much more experienced and powerful than Song Daoren's. But to kill her or capture her, it wouldn't work just by relying on strong magic power.

She could now use the Nine Dragon Fence as she pleased. As long as it was raised to the highest level, no matter how powerful the magic was, it would not be able to hurt her at all. She avoided the sudden attack, removed the protection of the Nine Dragon Fence, and swung the green water at the opponent.

The Qinghong Sword that Yancheng rewarded her with was broken during a battle more than thirty years ago, and she did not reforge it.

The main reason was that she didn't have the time. Instead of looking for materials to forge a broken sword, she might as well go directly to a big city to buy a higher-level spiritual sword. Lady Meng's Yunqiong Tower had spiritual swords of various levels for her to choose from.

This is not the home planet Earth where resources are scarce; this is the spiritual world where weapon-refining monks and shops can be seen everywhere.

Doing everything herself doesn't mean she is capable, it only proves that she is stupid or poor.

A person's energy is limited. Only fools will pursue decathlon to win praise from others. Poor people are unable to afford the sky-high price of magic weapons, so they can only slowly come across sword-making materials and forge them themselves.

Of course, genius is not included in this list.

He Fengyunhua knew that he was not a genius, so he invited different helpers every time. This time it was even more outrageous. Just when Sang Yue was concentrating on dealing with the sword cultivator hovering above her head, the ground formation under her feet lit up, surrounded by ice spikes.

At the same time, a high-pitched piano sound came from somewhere, accompanied by a spirit-binding spell that pierced the opponent's purple palace spirit platform.

Good boy! Sang Yue's forehead was slightly tense.

He Fengyunhua invited sword cultivators, magic cultivators and water cultivators this time. The sound of the piano was He Fengyunhua's poor skill. The reason why Sang Yue's forehead tightened was that the sound of the piano had no advantages except that it was high-pitched, stiff and barely in tune.

She guessed that He Fengyunhua played the piano so badly on purpose in order to disturb her mind and prevent her from concentrating on fighting the enemy.

Regardless of the quality of the piano skills, the opponent's goal was achieved.

Decades passed, and He Fengyunhua's cultivation level was also like hers, sometimes high and sometimes low. Sometimes he was already at the Nascent Soul stage, but after fleeing, he fell back to the Golden Core stage when he reappeared.

The other party was afraid that his practice of puppetry would be discovered, so he used the sound of the piano to perform puppetry and control the puppets.

More importantly, she could use the sound of the piano to disturb the minds of people like Sang Yue who knew the truth, making them too distracted in the process of fighting the enemy to expose her practice of evil magic.

In fact, she was worrying too much. After revealing it twice, Sang Yue never mentioned it again in front of her partner.

After all these years of fighting, she found that it was good to have an opponent who kept chasing her, just like a whetstone for her. The formation under her feet, the ice spikes surrounding her, and the swordsman hovering above her head were waiting for an opportunity to move.

Unless she broke through the air or just hid in the Nine Dragon Palace, she would not be able to escape this disaster. Since these people were the whetstones "given" to her by He Fengyunhua, they naturally could not be wasted. She removed the Nine Dragon Palace and let Bishui Ruyi randomly transform.

Sometimes it swung out sword energy to attack the sword cultivator, and sometimes it turned into an ice shield to help her block the sword cultivator's sword attacks and ice rain.

The magic cultivator controlled the magic array on the ground and tried to pull her down from the sky several times, but it didn't hurt her much. The only thing that hurt her the most among these people was He Fengyunhua's piano skills...

Just as she was concentrating on fighting the enemy, a loud and stern shout came from above her head:

"Witch! You are poisoned by the divine curse and will die sooner or later. For the sake of the people in the world, just surrender and stop struggling!"

"Uncle, you will die sooner or later, why don't you die now? If you die, I can't harm you anymore." As he spoke, he controlled the clear water with his mind, and the curse word on Sang Yue's forehead, who was making seals with his hands, was suddenly stained by a wisp of black air.