Fairy, listen to my explanation.

Chapter 219 Half a Year in a Blink of an Eye
neutralize.

It is for better integration.

Qin Yu listened carefully to everything Su Xihe said and judged the medicinal properties of each herb.

For half the morning, he did not make pills, but was refining and analyzing the properties of medicinal materials.

What will the presentation of cold-type medicinal materials be like?

Hotter.

Moderate.

and many more.

Qin Yu watched the changes in the medicinal properties and listened to Su Xihe's explanation, and gained a deeper understanding.

Half a day later, he began to take a medicinal bath, and the two masters left the alchemy room one after the other.

When he arrived at the front hall, Su Xihe took off the dignified demeanor of the sect master, lay down on the hanging chair without any image, and started reading a storybook in front of Liu Zixiao.

"Hey, you live with Qin Yu every day like this, don't you worry at all that he might have bad intentions?" Liu Zixiao squeezed to the other side and sat down, gently bumping her shoulder.

"he?"

Su Xihe didn't care, he just raised the corner of his mouth and said, "How could he have the guts to do that!"

Liu Zixiao cast a glance, his eyes full of deep meaning.

Indeed, as the master of the immortal sect, Su Xihe has a respected and high status.

Don't forget that Qin Yu was just a nameless little cultivator in the city of casual cultivators, but he also attacked Saint Su Xiyue, didn't he? !

It would be strange if you don’t dare.

Moreover, this good sister of mine is the most beautiful woman. Even though we are both women, I can sometimes be fascinated by her.

What’s more, it’s Qin Yu.

However, precisely because of Su Xihe's presence, Liu Zixiao himself did not feel threatened.

Qin Yu's talent is indeed good.

Moreover, although he seemed to be slacking off, in fact, his cultivation had not fallen behind at all.

It’s hard to say whether he can break through to the Golden Core Realm, but... his mental power can definitely reach a higher level.

The bone age is only in his thirties, and he is at a high level.

I don’t know how much of a sensation it will cause.

……

Time flies, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Since moving to the Holy Maiden Cave, Qin Yu's life has become more and more comfortable, and he no longer needs to run back and forth like before.

It’s a pity that his wish of having the saint on his left and the witch on his right could not be realized.

During the day, he still practiced with his master. In just half a year, he was already close to the late stage of foundation building.

At night, I spent the first half of the night with Lin Qianqian, Zhao Mengli, and Yin Qinghe, the second half with Su Xiyue, and the rest of the night with Leng Ruyu.

Days like this are not as good as those of a god, but they are better than those of a god!

During this period, the relationship between Qingshan Sect and Demon Sect became increasingly close, but Baijian Sect had been quiet.

There was really no movement at all. From the outside, one could not even see any disciples of the Hundred Swords Sect moving around.

In this regard, the two major sects can only keep a close watch.

On this day, an accident occurred at Xufeng.

A striking crack hung prominently above the sky, like a shocking scar on the sky.

When it first appeared, the width and length of the crack were actually not that large, so even a cultivator who wanted to go in had to adjust his body position.

However, at this moment, it had expanded by more than two times, like an abyss, lying there, and looking at it, it seemed to devour one's soul.

At the edge of the crack, a strange red mist swirled and swirled, like a flame dancing in the void, and the crack itself seemed to be torn apart by the mist.

"Roar--"

On that day, a shrill beast roar suddenly rang out from the usually silent ruins. The sound was so sharp and piercing, and had such strong penetrating power that all the monks in the surrounding area involuntarily covered their ears with their hands, with expressions of pain on their faces.

The sound of the beast's roar had not yet faded away, and the monks seemed to have woken up from a dream, staring blankly at the crevice that stretched across the sky.

Suddenly, a large amount of scarlet mist surged out from the depths of the ruins as if lifted up by an invisible hand, like a raging flame spewing out of a chimney, withering all the grass and trees wherever it touched.

An extremely bloody and unpleasant smell filled the air, as if one was in an ancient slaughterhouse, pungent and disgusting.

"What on earth is that?"

Some monks reacted, their faces turned pale, and they turned around to flee. Some monks with lower cultivation were firmly nailed to the spot by this unknown fear, staring at the crevice with dull eyes, unable to take a single step forward.

Following a cry of surprise, most of the monks looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a scene that they would never forget.

In the scarlet mist that lingered at the edge of the crevice, like the gate of hell overflowing, everyone saw a pair of giant pincers stretched out and pressed against both sides of the crevice, as if trying to tear the barrier between heaven and earth with their own hands.

"That...that's a Ruins Beast!"

A trembling cry, like a cold wind blowing through the forest, instantly exploded in the hearts of every monk. Fear spread rapidly like a plague, eroding every inch of sanity.

Although the terrifying existence has not yet revealed its true appearance, the disgusting smell of blood and brutality it exudes has already swept the surroundings.

The pair of giant pincers were as tall as a person, covered in a deep black luster, and covered with sharp barbs, each of which flashed a frightening cold light in the dim light, as if it could easily cut a person in half.

"Roar--!"

The beast seemed to want to break free from the crevice, and let out a series of sharp roars again. Then, under the horrified gazes of the surrounding monks, the entrance to the crevice was actually expanded little by little.

at last.

Half of its body broke free from the gap.

This is an unprecedented terrifying existence!
Its entire body was as black as night, and its size was gigantic, resembling a scorpion that had been magnified countless times. Such a scene made every monk present feel an unprecedented sense of oppression and fear.

"Run! Run quickly..."

Finally, some people broke free from their fear and ran back in panic. As monks, they staggered and lost their composure in the face of this unprecedented fear. Some even fell to the ground, losing their usual composure.

However, the more panicked and frightened they were, the more excited the beast seemed to become. Its pair of blood-red eyes flashed an eerie red light like two lanterns.

call out--

A sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out. Someone couldn't help but look back, but was frightened to the point of collapsing to the ground, his fingers stiffly pointing at the air, his lips moving but unable to utter a single syllable. The whole person seemed to be nailed to the ground by fear, unable to move.

Although the beast had not completely escaped, the scorpion tail behind it, like a sharp blade, suddenly burst out from the crack of the beast, piercing through the chests of several monks and hanging them high in the air like sacrifices.

Bright red blood flowed from the wound, staining the ground beneath his feet red.

In full view of everyone, the beast did not kill the monks directly, but sent one of them to its millstone-like mouth.

Then, it bit the monk's calf.

"what!……"

Immediately, the monk let out a shrill howl.

(End of this chapter)