Chapter 574 Fighting for treasures and meeting old friends again (combined chapter)
Seeing this, Song Qingming tried another secret room next to him, but was still restrained and bounced back on the spot. This time, the counterattack he encountered was even more severe, almost knocking him to the opposite wall.
"It seems that these secret rooms are the same as the place I came out of. They can only be opened actively from the inside. People from outside cannot enter."
Knowing that the restrictions at the door of these secret rooms were quite severe, Song Qingming did not try to study them anymore and continued walking along the passage that could not be seen to the side.
After walking about a hundred feet, Song Qingming suddenly heard the sound of fighting coming from the front, and immediately tensed up his nerves. After releasing the "Phantom Boat", he released the breath-holding technique and hid it in place. own body shape.
After waiting for half a stick of incense, the sound of fighting in front still kept ringing, with no intention of stopping at all. Song Qingming thought for a moment, and finally couldn't help it, and released it from a small spirit beast bag on his body. A few silver-white bugs.
After these silver bugs came outside, they suddenly became a little excited, spread their wings and flew into the air.
Seeing this, Song Qingming hurriedly used magic to control them, allowing these spirit insects to fly to the location where the fight was taking place.
These little silver bugs are the "golden fantasy butterflies" that Song Qingming got from others back then.
After decades of careful cultivation, the Song family has cultivated many "Golden Fantasy Butterfly" larvae, a small number of which have advanced to adulthood and can cast more powerful magical powers.
These "Golden Fantasy Butterflies" controlled by Song Qingming have advanced to adult stage. In addition to having powerful illusions and magical powers, they can also hide their own figures in flight, making them perfect for tracking and exploring paths. Sharp weapon.
After these invisible "Golden Fantasy Butterflies" flew to the end of the passage, they quickly plunged into a relatively tall hall.
Although Song Qingming, who controlled the "Golden Fantasy Butterfly", could not share the field of vision with these spiritual insects, he could still sense the aura of the monks at close range through the "Golden Fantasy Butterfly" and thus determine the general situation of the monks appearing ahead.
After several "Golden Fantasy Butterflies" circled in the air, Song Qingming, who was still far away, roughly knew that there were three monks fighting in the hall.
Two of them have relatively strong cultivation and have almost reached the late stage of the Golden Core. The other person's cultivation is lower, probably at the middle stage of the Golden Core. Judging from the actions of several people, they seem to be fighting for something there.
Just when Song Qingming was still hesitating whether to get closer to see the situation, he suddenly heard the sound of breaking wind coming from the direction he came from, and then a black crow flew quickly from a distance and passed directly over He lifted Song Qingming's head and headed towards the main hall ahead.
"It turns out to be the magic cultivator's transformation technique!"
After passing the black crow at close range, Song Qingming immediately sensed that the crow in front of him was transformed by a golden elixir demon, and the demon's cultivation level was not very high, at most it was only It looks like the second floor of Jindan.
Song Qingming was slightly shocked when he saw a golden elixir demon cultivator appearing here. He didn't expect that this demon cultivator's cultivation level was not high. Not only did he sneak into the Babel Tower, but he could also enter the ninth level like himself. In "Tongtenkaku Tower".
You must know that Song Qingming followed Huofeng, the Yuanying monk, all the way here. If the other party appeared here, it was very likely that he came in with those powerful demonic Yuanying monks just like him.
"Looking at how hurried the Golden Core Demonic Cultivator is, there must be more than one Demonic Cultivator in front of him, so I'd better not go there and mess with it!"
Thinking of this, Song Qingming carefully took back a few "Golden Fantasy Butterflies" in the main hall, and then quickly turned back the way he came.
Golden elixir monks who can enter the ninth level are basically those who are above the middle stage of the golden elixir. In front of these people, the current Song Qingming's strength is indeed a bit inadequate. If the opponent discovers it, it will be difficult to escape. .
For Song Qingming now, being able to obtain a copy of the training memory of the Nascent Soul cultivator through the trial this time is already a fruitful harvest and a worthwhile trip. There is no need to continue to risk death and Taoism by going to the front and Those golden elixir masters compete for spiritual objects.
In the main hall ahead, three golden elixir monks who had passed the trial were fighting for a small wooden box floating in the mid-air of the main hall, with bursts of spiritual light.
One of them, a red-faced, long-haired man, had the highest cultivation level and had reached the eighth level of the Golden Core. This man's skills were very strange and he was also a demonic monk. The other two were a Demon King in the late Golden Core stage, and a A monk from the Star Gate on the sixth level of the Golden Core.
The first person to pass the trial and enter the hall was the Great Demon King in the late Golden Core stage. When he came here and saw the small wooden box in the air, just when he broke most of the restrictions and wanted to get the treasure, he happened to The monk from the Star Sect arrived here, and the two immediately started fighting here.
After the two fought for a while, the demon cultivator with a higher level of cultivation broke in again. After a scuffle, seeing that the red-faced man had a higher level of cultivation and was about to take away this treasure, the big demon king and Xingchen The monks immediately joined forces with a tacit understanding and jointly dealt with the red-faced man.
Although fighting alone, the red-faced man could easily defeat one of them, but with the two of them joining forces, it was difficult for the red-faced man to get close to the small wooden box.
Just when a few people were in a stalemate, the black crow that had just flown past Song Qingming sneaked into the hall again.
After seeing the figure of the black crow, the red-faced man was delighted and immediately sent a secret message to it secretly. Then, the red-faced man's body was full of blood light, and he used a powerful magical power to firmly attract the attention of the two opponents in front of him.
The black crow took advantage of the other two people's inattention and quietly went around and approached the small wooden box.
"Boy, you dare to rob things under our noses!" The black crow was discovered by the big demon king as soon as he got the treasure. Soon, a powerful light blade slashed towards him.
When the black crow saw this, he was about to retreat to avoid the attack, but the red-faced man had already released a blood light and blocked the light blade that was about to reach him.
"Yucheng, go and get the treasure quickly. Remember, you must take this thing out safely, otherwise you don't come to see me."
After the red-faced man stopped the two opponents in front of him, he quickly sent a secret message to the black crow behind him, asking him to take the treasure out first.
The other two saw that the black crow and the red-faced man were in the same group, and they immediately became anxious and rushed forward to stop the black crow from taking the treasure.
However, the red-faced man in front of them was really difficult to deal with. Even if the two tried their best, they still couldn't break through the red-faced man's blockage. They could only watch him quickly break the ban and pick up the wooden box, and then fly towards the door.
"Humph! If you want to leave, it's not that easy. Give me your life!"
Seeing that the black crow was about to fly out of the hall, the Xingchenmen monk took out a yellow talisman, cast a spell to release a blue sword, and quickly went straight to the black crow.
This blue flying sword was transformed from a very precious third-level upper-grade talisman. Ordinary Jindan early stage monks would definitely find it difficult to resist such an attack. When seeing the aggressive blue flying sword attacking it, the black crow also showed a bit of panic.
"Be careful!" Seeing the powerful pressure coming from the blue sword, the red-faced man frowned, and after shouting, the black flag in his hand immediately turned into a black dragon, rushing forward to stop the sword. After the black dragon bit the blue flying sword, a strong white light immediately lit up in the air. The aftermath of the collision between the two objects also forced the people fighting in the air to retreat several steps. Although the black dragon looked very fierce, it only lasted for a moment before the blue sword directly pierced its head, then dissipated in the air and turned into a flag again, returning to the red-faced man's hands. Seeing that his magic weapon had been destroyed, the red-faced man didn't care about it at the moment, and hurriedly looked at the black crow that was still in danger. The blue sword continued to rush towards the black crow that had not yet completely avoided it. Fortunately, the black dragon released by the red-faced man just now helped him buy some time to dodge, and also consumed most of the power of this talisman. At this time, the black crow had already released several defensive shields in front of him, and also used a jade defensive magic weapon, which finally blocked the residual power of the blue sword and saved his life.
Although he saved his life without any danger, the black crow was not in a good situation at the moment. Not only was his meridians injured by the attack of the talisman, but even the defensive magic weapon he had just used was immediately broken into several broken pieces, which was obviously useless.
After resolving the crisis, the black crow didn't care about these things. He immediately grabbed the small wooden box and fled through the entrance of the hall into the passage he came from.
Seeing that the black crow was so lucky and survived under his third-level upper-grade talisman, the Xingchenmen monk and the big demon king beside him also showed a trace of surprise on their faces, and flew forward to continue chasing the other party.
However, the red-faced man who blocked their way would not let them do what they wanted. Even though he had just lost a magic weapon to help Black Crow escape, his strength was not affected much. He easily stopped the two who wanted to rush out by blocking the entrance of the hall.
After Black Crow grabbed the small wooden box and flew out of the hall, he returned directly and rushed to the end of the passage. When he came here just now, he already knew that there was a teleportation array over there, and he could leave this place directly.
As long as he got there and ran out on the teleportation array, he would basically complete the task assigned by his master safely.
Just when Black Crow's tense nerves had just relaxed a little, something strange happened beside him. Five golden lights came from an opened secret room on his right, shining on Black Crow's feet all of a sudden, and soon knocked down the small wooden box he had been holding.
A figure wearing a bronze mask suddenly jumped out and reached out to catch the small wooden box that fell from his feet. Then he immediately took out a white flying boat and rushed straight to the teleportation array in front of the passage.
This green figure was Song Qingming who had been hiding in a secret room nearby and lying in ambush for a while.
After deciding not to get involved in the affairs in the hall, Song Qingming left a "Golden Illusion Butterfly" at the entrance of the passage to watch the movements of those people, and he went to the other end of the passage to find an exit.
Just when he had just found the magic circle and wanted to try to see if it was the exit, the "Golden Illusion Butterfly" in the passage sensed that someone was coming quickly in front of him.
For safety reasons, Song Qingming did not choose to take the teleportation array rashly, so he ran back to the secret room he had just left and hid his figure, wanting to see the situation first.
When he saw the black crow flying over holding a wooden box with scattered auras, Song Qingming hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but grabbed the wooden box in his hand and ran directly to the teleportation circle in the passage ahead. passed.
When it comes to competing for spiritual objects in front of those late-stage Jindan masters, Song Qingming is indeed not that bold, but facing a second-level Jindan demon cultivator with a treasure dangling in front of his eyes, this really makes him a little unbearable. This guy can only be considered unlucky.
After Song Qingming put away the "Five Color Divine Light Mirror" that was still in mid-air, he glanced behind him and found that the black crow hadn't caught up yet, so he quickly accelerated the speed of the "Phantom Boat" under his feet.
The black crow was suddenly attacked by this sudden attack. He thought he had encountered a powerful opponent and stepped back several feet before regaining his balance.
When he came to his senses and saw that the person who snatched the wooden box from his hand was just a monk whose cultivation level was almost the same as his own and was only in the early stage of the Golden Core, he immediately yelled angrily, and then quickly chased after him.
"Who is it, leave something for me!"
Hearing the shouts coming from behind him, Song Qingming felt familiar for some reason, but he couldn't remember where he had heard it before.
Song Qingming, who has snatched other people's things now, is also afraid that other people will catch up later. He doesn't want to get too entangled with each other here. He just wants to escape here quickly and has no time to think about what these things mean to him now. Words are not a very important question.
Seeing that the other party had distanced itself from him, the black crow endured the injuries on his body and swallowed a blood-red pill. In an instant, his mana increased sharply, and his flight and escape speed suddenly increased a lot. , and then quickly closed the distance with Song Qingming.
Song Qingming, who was standing on the "Phantom Boat", saw the black crow chasing behind him. Its escape speed was not much worse than his own, and there was a hint of surprise on his face.
It seems that the other party must have some secret skills, otherwise, under normal circumstances, a person with only the second level of Jindan cultivation would not be able to catch up with Song Qingming who was fully activating the "Phantom Boat".
The two of them flew to the end of the passage in tandem. Just when Song Qingming was about to enter a white circle in front of him that looked like a teleportation circle, the black crow behind him suddenly spit out a sharp arrow made of black feathers from its mouth. It shot fiercely at Song Qingming, who was still rushing forward with all his strength.
"terrible!"
After feeling the danger coming from behind, Song Qingming immediately stopped his body, cast a spell to stack the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" in front of him, and received the opponent's attack with all his strength.
It was just one step away from Song Qingming being able to enter the teleportation array and escape from here. Unfortunately, the other party was very good at it. A sharp attack still interrupted Song Qingming's plan to escape directly with the help of the teleportation array.
"Fellow Taoist! My master will be here soon. If you want to run away like this, you will definitely not be able to run away. It is better to hand over our things obediently. I can let you live and let you leave now. how!"
The black crow that was already chasing him glanced at Song Qingming, whose face was covered in front of him, and then directly transformed into a man in black on the spot, revealing his true face.
"How is it possible? It's him!"
Seeing the familiar face of the black-clothed demon cultivator, Song Qingming's expression changed as he stood there, and he almost couldn't help but shout out.
Although nearly a hundred years have passed, Song Qingming still recognized him at a glance. The black-clothed demon cultivator in front of him was Du Yucheng, whom he had met several times before.
After the Blackstone Valley incident, Song Qingming went to investigate the matter with the Xiaoyao Sect. Several Xiaoyao Sect Qi Refining disciples, including his third brother Song Qingze, died there, but only Du Yucheng's body was not found.
At that time, everyone in the Xiaoyao Sect Law Enforcement Hall thought that this guy had already fallen into the hands of the demon cultivator. Unexpectedly, not only did he not die, he also directly fell into the demonic path and successfully formed the elixir.
Seeing this face that surprised him, Song Qingming was filled with emotion for a moment. Who would have thought that Du Yucheng, who had ordinary qualifications and always had a simple and honest face, could become a frightening Jindan? Demonic repair.
Seeing that the other party's eyes were staring at him and there was no reaction at all for a while, Du Yucheng thought that Song Qingming must have been frightened by what he just said. He looked at Song Qingming with a sinister expression and continued to say:
"It is not easy for fellow Taoist to pass the trial just now and come here. There is no need to lose your life for one thing. I advise you to be obedient, otherwise you will take action later. I'm afraid you won't be able to leave even if you want to.
You must also know that I am a member of the devil's path, and my master's methods of dealing with people are not something ordinary people can tolerate. If you don't want to be bound to your soul and never be reincarnated for the rest of your life, you'd better listen to my advice and don't challenge me again. My patience is gone! "
"Your Excellency's face reminds me of someone I've known for many years. My fellow Taoist must be named Du!"
"Who are you and why do you know me?" Hearing Song Qingming call out his last name, Du Yucheng was stunned for a moment, and his mind began to quickly recall some familiar voices in front of him.
"After more than a hundred years of separation, I really didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Du would fall into the devil's path."
Ever since he switched to practicing demonic skills under Xiao Huang's coercion, Du Yucheng had rarely revealed his identity in front of familiar people.
Shortly after Xiao Huang's death, Du Yucheng turned around and became a disciple of the Demon Dao Yuanying Sect, the Blood Spirit Sect, and became a disciple of Ma Wuchen, the fourth disciple of the Blood Demon Ancestor. From then on, he left Weiguo and never went back. Pass.
Logically speaking, Du Yucheng was just an unpopular qi-refining disciple in Xiaoyao Sect. It was impossible for any Jindan monk to notice such an inconspicuous qi-refining monk like him, let alone remember him. His name was instantly recognizable.
With his eyes fixed on the man wearing the bronze mask in front of him, Du Yucheng suddenly flashed an already blurry face in his mind, and an expression of disbelief slowly appeared on his face.
"My fellow Taoist's voice sounds so familiar. He must be someone I have known before. You must be Fellow Taoist Song from Funiu Mountain, right?"
Seeing that Du Yucheng had figured out his identity so quickly through just two sentences, Song Qingming was a little surprised. He just showed a slight flaw, but he didn't expect this guy to see the clues.
Seeing this, Song Qingming no longer wanted to hide his identity and took the initiative to take off the bronze mask on his face.
"Sure enough, it's you! Song Qingming, I really didn't expect you to successfully form a pill."
Seeing Song Qingming, whom he had not seen for a hundred years and who had become a golden elixir monk and had a higher level of cultivation than himself, Du Yucheng's face was also immediately filled with shock.
Since becoming a disciple of the Blood Spirit Sect, Du Yucheng has been hiding far away from Weiguo for the past few years. Naturally, he does not know what is happening in Weiguo, and he did not expect that Song Qingming, who had the same talent as him back then, A person can become a golden elixir ancestor who is aloof and respected by everyone.
Song Qingming and Du Yucheng, who were facing each other, had mixed feelings in their hearts after seeing each other, and they were stunned for a moment.
Both of them came from a small Qi-refining family in Qinghe County. Now, beyond everyone's expectations, they have become golden elixir monks who can ride on the wind and clouds and dominate an area.
The only difference is that Song Qingming is already a respected Jindan master. After Du Yucheng fell into the devil's path, even though he succeeded in forming the elixir after all the hard work, he still could only be controlled by others and lived a day of worry. A day of fear.
In the eyes of demonic monks, morality and friendship are worthless things. Even if they are direct disciples, they are tools that can be discarded casually.
Over the years, Du Yucheng has witnessed with his own eyes many of his fellow disciples died tragically at the hands of his master because of mistakes or failure to complete tasks. If he had not learned how to be patient and watch his actions, he would not have survived to this day and succeeded in forming pills.
"Fellow Daoist Du, I have been forming elixirs for decades. As a demonic monk, it's not surprising that you don't know. To be honest, I was shocked when I saw you today.
After you disappeared in Blackstone Valley, I went to investigate with the Xiaoyao Sect Law Enforcement Hall. It was probably at that time that you were seduced by the demon cultivators in the Demon Suppression Tower and fell into the devil's way! "
Du Yucheng smiled and nodded slightly: "Haha! I know what Fellow Daoist Song wants to ask. Yes, I did switch to the magic method after that, but fellow Daoist, don't worry, your third brother and the others are not my killers." dead.
Of course, if fellow Taoists don't believe it, it doesn't matter if you insist on blaming me for this. The number of righteous monks who have died in my hands over the years has already piled up like a mountain, and there are not a few of them missing.
For the sake of our acquaintance back then, I would like to advise my fellow Taoist, my master will be here soon. You'd better hand over the things now and don't force me to do it. Otherwise, when he arrives, today you There is absolutely no way you can get out of here with your life. "
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