Unsurpassed Spirits

Chapter 48: True Lord Fuji
Lu Heng was able to deal with these Qi Refining monks with ease, and although Luo Qingli's cultivation level was not high among these people, it would not hold them back.

The two of them joined forces, and the red marks on their respective jade tokens gradually increased.

There are also many people who form temporary teams like them. After all, fighting alone in a fight like this is a bit disadvantageous.

When the number of people in the entire fighting arena was reduced to a certain number, a passage leading to the fifth floor appeared in the center of the fighting arena. The remaining Qi Refining monks looked at each other and then swarmed up the stairs.

A staircase was only so wide and could not accommodate so many people at the same time, so the monks fought again at the entrance of the passage. Various spells and talismans appeared in an endless stream, white lights lit up, and some people were teleported out.

Luo Qingli swallowed a pill to regain his spiritual power, and stood far away from Lu Heng, watching them fight with cold eyes.

Lu Heng tapped his head with a folding fan, shook his head and sighed, "You can go to the fifth floor anyway, so what's the point of having to compete for priority?"

Luo Qingli looked at the five red carvings on his jade plate and said calmly: "That being said, after leaving the tower, you have to receive rewards based on the number of carvings on the jade plate. The sooner you go, the better. The earlier we can seize the opportunity, not to mention the current chaotic situation, maybe we can fish in troubled waters and eliminate some people."

"Then why don't you go over and catch a fish?" Lu Heng raised an eyebrow at her.

Luo Qingli asked him, "How do you know I can't touch the fish unless I go there?"

Lu Heng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly he felt a subtle spiritual energy fluctuation around him. A cloud-piercing needle shot out silently, flying towards one of the monks crowded at the entrance of the corridor. That person was already there. He was injured in the brawl and was busy fighting with the people around him, so he didn't even notice Luo Qingli's sneak attack.

The cloud-penetrating needle accurately landed on the man's right eye, enough to deliver a fatal blow. White light flashed, the man was teleported out, and Luo Qingli's jade plate also had a notch.

Lu Heng was speechless, but also found it funny, "You are quite good at picking up leaks."

Without absolute strength, of course it would be better to be a little more insignificant. Luo Qingli didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

With the help of the Cloud Piercer, there were a few more carvings on her jade plaque.

Lu Heng stood with a smile while shaking his folding fan, not intending to get involved.He still looked down upon the rewards from the Loose Cultivator Alliance, and he didn't pay attention to the fights between these shrimp soldiers and crab generals. Where is the real priceless treasure in this trial tower? How can these Qi Refining monks be able to see clearly? .

There was a fight in front of the passage, and some people came out to the fifth floor. Some people saw that the situation was not going well and slowly stepped aside to wait and see what would happen.

Gradually, these people stopped fighting and watched each other, walking up to the fifth floor one after another.

Everything became orderly. Luo Qingli and Lu Heng looked at each other and followed the flow of people to the fifth floor.

At this time, everyone in Yaowang City felt a slight shock. Master Pingyang frowned slightly, and several foundation-building monks moved their eyes away from the water mirror and looked to the west.

Even from a distance, you can still see the intense spiritual light erupting there, and a large amount of black smoke is igniting, and even the movement has spread to Yaowang City.

People in the square gathered together and exclaimed loudly.

"what is that!"

"Isn't that... the direction of Miasma Forest?"

"This kind of fighting is definitely a high-level monk!" Master Pingyang also saw something was wrong, and said to Ji Ruochu and others: "You guys stay here, I'll go and see what's going on."

"Yes."

Master Pingyang moved lightly and arrived at the city gate in just a few breaths.

There is a ban on air travel in Yaowang City, and all monks are not allowed to fly in the city. Even if Pingyang Zhenren is a Jindan monk, he is also subject to the ban.

As soon as he arrived outside the city, several more Jindan monks rushed over as quickly as him. They were the leaders of the Canghai Sect, the Yuchan Sect, and the Wanjian Sect. After all, the people they brought to Yaowang City for the trial were all elites from each sect. Disciples represent the future of the sect, so accidents may happen along the way. The leaders of the three sects are all Jindan cultivators, and there are also representatives from several nearby immortal cultivating families.

The few of them looked at each other, said hello, then took off with their weapons and flew quickly towards the direction of the Miasma Forest.

When they reached the Golden Core Stage, they no longer had so many worries about flying in the forest. With their speed, they could reach the scene of the incident in only half a quarter of an hour. However, the more they relied on Yang Zhenren, the more frightened they became.

There is too much mist and miasma in the Misty Forest. Even if you use your spiritual sense to detect it, you can't see it clearly. You can only feel the surging spiritual power fluctuations there. Judging from its power, it seems to be the Nascent Soul stage!
The rest of the people were familiar with this miasma forest. Among them, Master Yuan Zheng of Wanjian Sect frowned and asked, "Fellow Taoist Pingyang, if I remember correctly, it seems to be a restricted area there?"

Master Pingyang nodded slowly, "Yes, there is a poisonous spring there, and a group of high-level lamp crabs live there. Even I dare not approach it casually."

While they were talking, several people had already arrived near the poisonous spring. In addition to the thick mist, there was also a large amount of steam evaporating. The most confusing thing was the spiritual power of the high-level monks who made people breathless.

Everyone hurriedly bowed their heads and withdrew their consciousness, "May I ask which senior it is?"

A young male cultivator wearing ocher clothes walked out of the thick fog. Master Mingjie of the Jade Toad Sect said in surprise: "Uncle Fuji, why is it you!"

True Lord Fuji looked at him indifferently and said, "It seems that I don't need to report my whereabouts to you."

Master Mingjie immediately fell silent.

Everyone present is familiar with this Nascent Soul True Lord. He is one of the seven Nascent Soul monks of the Jade Toad Sect. Although he is only in the early stage of Yuanying, his strength is not inferior to that of the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying. However, he has a weird temperament and is moody. Even Master Mingjie, who is also a member of the Yu Chan Sect, always keeps a distance from him.

Zhenjun Fuji glanced lightly, fell on a golden elixir monk in green clothes, and asked: "Are you a junior from the Canghai Sect?"

The man hurriedly gave a salute and said, "Yes, I, this junior, will know better."

Zhenjun Fuji nodded, his eyes softened slightly, and there was a bit of a smile on his face, "How is Qiluo doing lately?"

The corners of Master Mingjie's mouth trembled when he heard this. Everyone else looked at him and pretended not to have heard. Master Xingzhi was ashamed and said in a murmur, "Okay, everything is fine with Senior Sister Qiluo."

Zhenjun Fuji's expression became softer.

It is common for Master Mingjie to treat monks from other sects more gently than he treats his own family members.

True Lord Fuji of the Jade Chan Sect was deeply in love with Fairy Qiluo of the Canghai Sect, and he had come to ask for her hand in marriage many times. This was not a secret in Nanzhao. Unfortunately, King Xiang had a dream and the goddess had no intention. True Lord Fuji returned home in vain many times. After giving up this thought, and loving Wujiwu, whenever he met the monks of Canghai Sect, Fuji Zhenjun could always be more patient, but his own disciples did not receive such preferential treatment.

(End of this chapter)