Immortal Road

More than ten days passed in a flash. Shichuan had entered the depths of Qingcang Mountain. The spiritual herbs became extremely abundant. He occasionally encountered a few ordinary monsters, which were also killed by Shichuan's sword. Unfortunately, these monsters had not yet reached the first level and there were no demon pills to take.

However, Shichuan would naturally not let go of the valuable fur and bones on the monsters.

Because it was in the depths of Qingcang Mountain, there were not many cultivators. Occasionally, he encountered a few teams of cultivators who invited Shichuan to join them, but Shichuan also politely refused.

During the day, he collected spiritual flowers and herbs. At night, Shichuan would set up formations and practice.

On this day, Shichuan saw that there were quite a few spiritual flowers stored, more than 130 kinds, enough to brew Baihua wine, so he entered the fairy house and mixed all the spiritual flowers according to the proportion. He injected a little spiritual power and sealed the jar storing Baihua wine.

In this way, it only takes more than ten days to ferment and become spiritual wine. During the process of brewing spirit wine, the seal must not be opened. If it is opened within ten days, all previous efforts will be wasted. If it is opened after ten days, it will become a spirit wine of low quality. Of course, the longer the storage time, the higher the quality of the spirit wine.

Ishikawa brewed more than twenty jars of Baihua wine in a row. One jar added the flowers of the five spirit grasses of the fire system, one jar added the flowers of the five spirit grasses of the wood system, and another jar added both spirit grasses. In addition, there were seventeen jars of ordinary Baihua wine.

Ishikawa looked at the strange beast that was having fun in the distance, and his face changed slightly. In this fairy house, everything was under Ishikawa's control. The only thing he was worried about was this strange beast.

If these twenty jars of Baihua wine were piled up here, if they were broken by the strange beast, Ishikawa would have no place to cry.

Ishikawa remembered that in Shijia Village, any girl would bury a jar of wine under her house, and wait until her daughter got married before taking it out to enjoy. So Shichuan dug a big pit in the loess and buried the twenty jars of Baihua Wine.

After practicing for a night, Shichuan continued on his way and went deeper into Qingcang Mountain.

Shichuan had already collected a lot of spiritual flowers and herbs, and almost most of the common varieties were planted in the Immortal Mansion. It would be useless for Shichuan to collect more.

The deeper he went into Qingcang Mountain, the more rare spiritual herbs there were, and first-level monsters began to appear slowly.

Only by killing monsters can you get monster pills, and from the monster pills, you can extract the pill crystals that Shichuan needs.

But it is not so easy to kill a first-level monster. After all, every first-level monster is comparable to a cultivator in the tenth level of Qi training.

But monsters are not like cultivators. As long as you master the shortcomings of a monster and design to lure it into a trap, it is definitely not more difficult to deal with than a cultivator in the tenth level of Qi training.

At the beginning, Ishikawa had set up a trap and took out some thorn honey to attract the monsters. Unexpectedly, the first-level monsters were not attracted, but a large number of low-level monsters came. More than a dozen low-level monsters gathered here, fighting fiercely for two or three drops of thorn honey. Ishikawa sighed lightly and turned away. Killing these monsters would not yield any demon pills, and it would be a waste of effort.

After a few days of observation, Ishikawa found that wherever there were fewer or even no low-level monsters, there would definitely be a first-level monster. Now, the demon wolf staring at Ishikawa with a fierce look just proved this point.

This was the third first-level monster Ishikawa had encountered in the past three days, and it was also the most difficult one to deal with.

This demon wolf was a rare fire-type monster, but it was as fast as the wind and could use low-level fire spells. If Ishikawa hadn't gotten the Wind Walker Boots, he would probably not have been able to keep up with the rhythm of the demon wolf.

In this way, one man and one wolf had been fighting for more than two hours.

Ishikawa's Netherworld Sword didn't even touch the demon wolf, which made Ishikawa laugh and cry. Dealing with a speed-type demon beast is much more difficult than dealing with a brute force demon beast like the Cangyue Bear.

But Ishikawa looked at this first-level demon beast that he had finally found, and he was reluctant to give up the fat meat that was in his mouth.

"Forget it, let's break the rules once." Ishikawa looked around and found that there were no other cultivators around. With a wave of his hand, a huge sword broke through the air and instantly turned into a human form to fight with the demon wolf.

This was the treasure sword spirit that Ishikawa had just obtained. After a few days of familiarity, Ishikawa had completely mastered the method of controlling the sword spirit.

To control the sword spirit, a certain amount of spiritual consciousness is required, which is not a problem for Ishikawa, whose spiritual consciousness is already very strong.

It's just that Ishikawa is worried that the appearance of this thing will cause trouble for himself, so he rarely uses it.

The speed of the sword spirit is extremely fast, like a shadow, and it is tightly entangled with the demon wolf.

Ishikawa's advantage immediately increased a lot.

Half an hour later, Ishikawa stabbed a sword into the wolf's head, took out a fiery red demon pill, threw it into the storage bag, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Killing this demon wolf actually consumed nearly half of Ishikawa's spiritual power.

Ishikawa hurriedly sat cross-legged in meditation. Not long after he sat down, Ishikawa heard a cultivator rushing here.

In an instant, this person had arrived in front of Ishikawa.

"Why are you here?" The other party asked in surprise after seeing Ishikawa's face.

Ishikawa also asked curiously: "Why are you here."

This person was none other than Hua Yingwu, and she was alone. This made Ishikawa feel better. This woman had already joined Qingyunmen, so how could she come to such a deep place alone?

What's more, Hua Yingwu is only at the fifth level of Qi training. Coming here is tantamount to committing suicide. If she encounters a first-level monster, she will have no chance of escape.

"I... I came here to find some spiritual herbs." Hua Yingwu hesitated and suddenly asked: "Brother Shi, your cultivation is definitely more than the fourth level of Qi training..."

"You've said too much." Shi Chuan said coldly, and suddenly he became a little wary of Hua Yingwu. "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

"Brother Shi, wait!" Hua Yingwu shouted anxiously: "I... Can I go with you?"

Before she finished speaking...

"Hey, Sister Hua, you are here, I finally found you." Three cultivators at the seventh level of Qi training came running from a distance.

"Brother Shi, take me away quickly." Hua Yingwu showed an expectant look on his face.

Shi Chuan's face changed slightly. Shi Chuan had seen this cultivator named Bai before. Last time, Hua Yingwu only said a few words to Shichuan, which made him jealous. Shichuan was too lazy to bother with him.

Before entering the ancient ruins, Shichuan didn't want to cause any trouble.

Hua Yingwu was able to come here, and she must have been protected by these people. As for what Hua Yingwu just said, Shichuan didn't understand, and didn't want to understand.

"You again?" In a few breaths, several people had come to Shichuan and Hua Yingwu.

Seeing Shichuan and Hua Yingwu together, the monk surnamed Bai suddenly looked a little angry: "Junior Sister Hua, this casual cultivator has a low cultivation level and is very poor. What does it mean to have contact with him three or five times?"

Hua Yingwu glanced at Shichuan, with a very complicated look in her eyes. After a long time, she said: "I said, this is my old friend, just met here by chance, and said a few words casually, and was about to say goodbye."

Shichuan heard what Hua Yingwu said, and his heart moved slightly. These words were clearly completely different from Hua Yingwu's style of doing things. "Leave? How can it be that easy?" The cultivator surnamed Bai laughed a few times and said, "You are only at the fourth level of Qi training, and you dare to come to such a deep place in Qingcang Mountain. You will die if you encounter a few monsters. I see that there is some evil spirit between your eyebrows, so it is better to send you on your way early. Come on!"

After hearing what the cultivator surnamed Bai said, the two cultivators at the seventh level of Qi training flew out their flying swords and stabbed directly at Shichuan.

Shichuan's face changed. He was thinking about the meaning of Hua Yingwu's words, but he didn't expect that the cultivator surnamed Bai would suddenly have the intention to kill.

The four people were very close, and the two swords reached Shichuan's chest in an instant. Shichuan cleverly dodged the two swords.

When the three cultivator surnamed Bai were secretly surprised, they suddenly felt their bodies stagnate, and then there was a sharp pain in their chests.

When they looked down, there was a hole as big as a bowl in their chests.

And the cultivator surnamed Bai, who was wearing a green silk Taoist robe, was also stabbed with a big hole.

The three of them never expected that this seemingly plain-looking, even somewhat poor, fourth-level Qi training cultivator could kill two seventh-level Qi training cultivators with one blow.

If it weren't for the toughness of the green silk robe of the cultivator surnamed Bai, he would have died on the spot.

"You... you... you... you are so brave to attack me!" The Taoist surnamed Bai turned pale with fear, and his hand trembled as he reached into his arms.

Hua Yingwu took out a short knife from his storage bag and chopped heavily at the wrist of the Taoist surnamed Bai. However, Hua Yingwu was only at the fifth level of Qi training, and did not cause much damage to the Taoist surnamed Bai.

"Brother Shi, hurry up." Hua Yingwu shouted hurriedly after his attack failed.

Before he finished speaking, the cultivator surnamed Bai had already taken out a short flute from his arms and threw it into the air with force.

Hua Yingwu's face turned pale: "Brother Shi, leave here quickly and don't worry about me."

Shi Chuan thought that there must be something mysterious about this short flute, but this short flute rose very quickly, rising more than ten feet in one breath.

"Sword Spirit!" Shi Chuan waved his hand, and a sword shadow flashed in the void.

"Swoosh!" In an instant, the short flute was held in the hand of the sword spirit.

Before the monk surnamed Bai reached his hand into his arms again, a transparent and almost colorless rope was wrapped around his neck.

"Puff!" Blood spurted out, and the monk surnamed Bai was beheaded.

This transparent silk thread was exactly one of Qu Zonglie's whisks. When Shi Chuan fled, he also put it into the storage bag. He originally held it as a rare item, but he didn't expect it to be used so soon. It must be said that the power of the spiritual weapon used by the foundation-building monks is so strong that a thin thread on the whisk alone has such power.

Hua Yingwu patted his chest, and his forehead was already full of sweat.

"I was scared to death. If the short flute was sent out, as long as there were foundation-building cultivators from Qingyun Sect nearby, they would arrive immediately."

After Hua Yingwu said this, Ishikawa's face changed drastically. He didn't expect that the monk surnamed Bai had such a transcendent status. He quickly put away the storage bags of the three dead people and covered the bodies of the three people with the Quicksand Technique.

He took Hua Yingwu and fled away quickly.

After a moment, they were already dozens of miles away. Ishikawa quickly took out the concealment formation and set it up quickly.

After filling up the spirit stones. He also pulled Hua Yingwu in.

In order to save spirit stones, the space of this concealment formation is very small. If only one person is hidden, he can barely move his hands and feet. If there are two people, it will be a bit crowded.

In this way, two people are squeezed in a formation, and it is inevitable that their bodies will touch each other.

However, Ishikawa's face was serious, and he didn't mean to take advantage of it at all.

"Fellow Hua Yingwu, please tell me what's going on." The reason why Ishikawa took Hua Yingwu with him was that the two of them had a relationship. If Ishikawa didn't take her away, Hua Yingwu would have difficulty leaving Qingdao on his own. Cangshan.

Secondly, Ishikawa wanted to know who he had killed, what his status was in the Qingyun Sect, and whether he had any pursuit skills similar to those of the Spirit Sword Sect.

It all happened so fast that even Ishikawa didn't react. Not to mention the flower shadow dance.

Hua Yingwu pondered for a moment and said: "Thank you, Senior Brother Shi, for your life-saving grace today. The monk you killed last was the eighth son of the Qingyun Sect Master. This son is said to be the eighth son of the Qingyun Sect Master Bai Qingsong. He is the smartest among them and has the best qualifications, so he is deeply loved by the master of Qingyun Sect. I have been targeted by him since I entered Qingyun Sect. Senior Brother Xiangbishi also understands the specific reason. "

Ishikawa nodded. It is understandable that Hanaying Wu's beauty attracted the attention of the Taoist named Bai. Moreover, Ishikawa had noticed it some time ago. Ishikawa said coldly: "Then what is your explanation for what happened today?"

Hua Yingwu said with a wry smile: "What happened today was not what I wanted. Bai Yun had to let me go into Qingcang Mountain with him to practice, and I couldn't refuse. On the way, I found out that he was up to no good. The day before, he borrowed the gourd I had filled with water, and when he brought it back, it was sprinkled with a poison. I've been in the mines for many years, so I knew he had it at a glance. If you don't run away, I'm afraid...Senior Brother Shi will know what happens next."

Hua Yingwu then said: "Senior Brother Shi, don't worry, this was done perfectly. His flute didn't come out. Qingyun Sect didn't know it was us who did it anyway. When I got down the mountain, taking advantage of the chaos before the ancient ruins were opened, Leaving this place secretly will definitely not cause any trouble to Senior Brother Shi."

Ishikawa shook his head and sighed helplessly. Huaying Wu really had a reason for the incident, and he couldn't be blamed for it. But killing the son of the leader of the Qingyun Sect made Ishikawa a little uneasy. It seems that he can't stay in Qingcang Mountain any longer, so he should return to the foot of Qingyunmen Mountain earlier and wait for the people from Shuilingmen to arrive. Before entering the ancient ruins, Ishikawa didn't want any more accidents to happen.

"Okay, let's rest here for a few days. If nothing changes, I will send you down the mountain." After Ishikawa finished speaking, he crossed his legs and started practicing.

One day, two days, three days...

For three whole days, Ishikawa didn't move at all, and the two of them were close to each other. If an outsider took a look, they would think they were a young couple cuddling together.

Hua Yingwu turned her head and looked at Ishikawa, who had his eyes closed and a serious look on his face, and sighed softly.

In this environment, it is inevitable that there will be no ambiguous thoughts. Especially through several contacts with Ishikawa, Hanaying Mai already has a special feeling for Ishikawa.

The moment he took over ten spiritual stones from Ishikawa.

The appearance of killing dozens of monks in the mine.

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The cold words and a face that never had another expression left a deep and indelible impression on Hua Yingwu's heart.

When being pulled into this magic circle by Ishikawa, Hua Yingwu was still a little conflicted and excited. However, three days passed, and Hua Yingwu felt relieved.

The strange yet familiar Senior Brother Shi next to him seemed to have no other thoughts except cultivation.

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Five days later, a man and a woman appeared at the foot of Qingcang Mountain. The woman's face was dark, as if she hadn't washed it for a long time, while the male cultivator opposite her had a calm expression, as if he didn't care.

"Fellow Daoist Hua, let's just say goodbye."

Ishikawa was just about to turn around and leave.

Hua Yingwu suddenly said: "Senior Brother Shi, is cultivation so important? The whole world is so colorful, so what's the harm in enjoying it a little bit? Do you only have cultivation in your heart?"

"Yes." Ishikawa said decisively, turned around and left resolutely.