Comprehension second product Zhao Xiaomeng

Chapter 48 Sect Secret Realm (10)

"They are here to give gifts!" Zhao Xiaomeng said this, but her movements were unambiguous. She took out the jade sword and gave them a happy surprise.

This is the territory of level four monsters. Even if the monster dies, other monsters will not dare to come, so it is very safe now.

It was late at night, and Zhao Xiaomeng was planning to rest here for the night and go out again at dawn.

She cleaned the skin, bones, and teeth of the two monster beasts. These are good materials for refining weapons. Even if she doesn't use them, they can be used to exchange for contributions from the sect, or they can be sold in Qingyunmen's shop. The sect only

The 10% profit was very cheap. The monster's blood was not wasted. She caught it in a bottle and planned to take it back to give it to the senior sister for making ink for making talismans.

Zhao Xiaomeng lit the remaining meat and prepared the barbecue.

These meats contain spiritual energy, which is a great tonic. Zhao Xiaomeng doesn't know how to cook other meals, but she is very good at barbecue.

After the meat was roasted, Mengze took a piece and took a bite. He stuffed his mouth full and said vaguely: "This is really good stuff. Are you sure you won't be able to advance to the next level if you are seven years old?!"

Zhao Xiaomeng paused for a moment, then put the unroasted meat into the ring with a fierce expression: "I'm not sure!"

Before entering the secret realm, she had achieved Foundation Establishment Perfection, and was only one step away from forming the elixir. Originally, this step was not easy to take, and many monks could not take it for ten or even decades. However, she entered the Qingyun Gate Restricted Area.

, she faintly glimpsed the mystery of the breakthrough, but was blocked by the ancestor. Now, entering the secret realm, this feeling is even stronger, and she can form pills at any time now.

Unfortunately, only foundation-building monks are allowed to enter and exit the passage of this secret realm, so she can only suppress her cultivation. If she eats a piece of meat from a fourth-level monster full of spiritual energy at this time, there is no telling whether she will become a pill immediately.

!

When Mengze saw this, he unceremoniously placed the roasted meat next to him and slowly enjoyed it. Zhao Xiaomeng was out of sight and did not dare to practice, so she continued to meditate on the Heaven-turning Seal.

Soon, the night passed.

Mengze lay back in Zhao Xiaomeng's sea of ​​consciousness, and Zhao Xiaomeng returned to the ground along the same route.

This time, when passing by the underground river, the water was quiet and there was no trace of a monster. There was no trace of the remaining limbs of the monster on the ground.

When we returned to the ground, it was already dark.

Zhao Xiaomeng pulled the wrinkles on her body, patted the dust on her body, dispersed her consciousness, drove the flying sword, avoided other people, and continued to hunt for treasure.

Finding a pool, she dived into the water and dug out a piece of chalcedony. Mengze shook her head in her sea of ​​consciousness and said, "This piece is too small. I know there is a bigger one at the bottom of the water. You can go down and look for it."

"

Zhao Xiaomeng changed a water-proof charm and dived into the water again. Under Mengze's guidance, she found the piece of chalcedony one foot long and half a foot wide, and when she wanted to surface, her spiritual consciousness noticed

I saw someone approaching quickly.

There was still time for the water-avoiding charm, so she stayed under the water without moving, wanting to see who was coming.

After a few breaths, a young man wearing sword sect clothes fell next to the pool. When he looked up, Zhao Xiaomeng saw that he was the sword cultivator named Wei Zhengrong. The young senior sister had said that his brother Wei Zhengyan had never been with him.

The masked second senior sister met.

Since they were not considered strangers, Zhao Xiaomeng did not dive away and planned to stay and see again.

Wei Zhengrong struggled to leave, but before he could get up, two more monks landed here, wearing the clothes of Qingyun Sect.

"Oh? Who do you want to help?" Mengze looked at it with interest.

Zhao Xiaomeng looked more serious: "If I throw you out, do you think the three of them will unite and kill you first?"

"snort."

At this time, a Qingyun Sect monk smiled and said: "Wei Zhengrong, your spiritual power has been sealed, and your ability to escape here is the limit. If you don't die happily, my two brothers will never torture you!" He said this

He kept moving, waving the knife in his hand and slashing at Wei Zhengrong, while another monk blocked his way from behind.

"Zhang Hui! Aren't you afraid that you will be chased by the Qingyun Sect and the Sword Sect when you leave the secret realm?"

Zhao Xiaomeng raised her eyebrows.

"Who can know what is going on in the secret realm! We took off these clothes before we went out, for no reason, and no one can do anything to us!"

"Despicable villain!" Sure enough, as the brother said, Wei Zhengrong's hand holding the sword was weak and weak, with no spiritual power at all. He could resist until now only because of the sharpness of the magic weapon in his hand.

"If you don't do it for yourself, heaven and earth will destroy you! How can your sect's disciples rely on a big tree to enjoy the shade, so that they can have continuous resources! And we casual cultivators live like rut dogs! Even if we only kill three of you during this trip to the secret realm

, the resources obtained are enough for us brothers to advance to the golden elixir. From now on, we no longer have to look at other people's faces, and the road to practice will be smooth!" Zhang Peng shouted, his facial features almost distorted with excitement.

Zhao Xiaomeng understood clearly that these two disciples of the "Qingyun Sect" were originally casual cultivators. They first used unknown means to harm two Qingyun Sect disciples, and then put on the Qingyun Sect's sect clothes to assassinate Wei Zhengrong.

Planning to kill people and seize the treasure.

A dark light flashed in Zhao Xiaomeng's eyes, she took off her bracelet and threw it away.

The casual cultivator who had been silent had his back to the river. When he noticed that the bracelet was approaching, it was too late to react. His arms and body were tightly bound by the bracelet, and he screamed.

Zhang Peng was so frightened that he was stunned.

At the same time, Zhao Xiaomeng came out of the water and slapped Zhang Peng with one palm.

Because she thought about him killing two fellow disciples, she used all her strength in this palm!

Wei Zhengrong's face was filled with joy and he hurriedly shouted loudly: "Fellow Taoist, be careful, he has one."

Zhang Peng had no time to dodge, so he took out a shield in an instant. Zhao Xiaomeng struck the shield with his palm, and the shield shattered. The wind of the palm sent Zhang Peng flying five feet away, and his back hit a tree hard.

, and lost his life in an instant.

"The magic bell can seal the monk's spiritual power." Wei Zhengrong's voice became softer and softer. The last word "power" fell out, and Zhang Peng just died.

Zhao Xiaomeng reached out to take back the bracelet, and the other casual cultivator made no sound.

They saw her saluting Wei Zhengrong and saying, "Mo Xiaoyan, a disciple of Zhenjun Yuxia of Qingyun Sect, has met Senior Brother Wei."

Qingyunmen!

Disciple of True Lord Yuxia!

She also knew that her surname was Wei!

Wei Zhengrong just wanted to find a hole in the ground to crawl into. He was really embarrassed! But he still forced a smile and said: "Thank you, Junior Sister Mo, for helping me. I am Sword Sect Wei Zhengrong!"

"Senior Brother Wei, do you need help?"

"No need! My spiritual power is already recovering. I'll be fine in another half-quarter of an hour!"

Zhao Xiaomeng nodded, walked over to the two casual cultivators, took off their clothes, folded them carefully, and put them into the ring. Then he took off their storage bags, stood three feet away from Wei Zhengrong, and offered them to him

Dharma protector.

After Wei Zhengrong had completed a great cycle and his spiritual power was unimpeded, he stood up and gave a big salute to Zhao Xiaomeng: "Thank you so much, Junior Sister Mo, for saving me, otherwise Wei will be buried here. Junior Sister Mo will be useful to Wei in the future."

, Wei will do his best!”

Zhao Xiaomeng shook his head and said: "Your brother is a friend of Second Senior Sister. I saved you for Second Senior Sister's sake. You don't have to thank me! I won't share their storage bags with you no matter how much you thank me!"

Wei Zhengrong couldn't laugh or cry for a moment.

After thinking for a while, he said: "That brother named Zhang is a casual cultivator, and his strength is not outstanding. The plot against me was successful this time, firstly because I didn't guard against them, and secondly, that Zhang Peng has a magic bell on his body, which makes people wonder.

I feel like I was tricked, and I think the fellow apprentices who came to Qingyun Sect were plotted by them in the same way! The origin of the magic bell is strange, I wonder if anyone else is carrying a similar magic weapon, please be careful, Junior Sister Mo."

"Thank you, Senior Brother Wei, for reminding me."

Wei Zhengrong was unfamiliar with Zhao Xiaomeng and felt deeply embarrassed. After reminding him, he left with his sword.

(End of chapter)