Chapter 121: The Head of the Salted Lizard and the Elder
Song Yunxi returned home and drank a lot of wine until he was too drunk to get up.
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Yu Yun took one last look at her disciple. She thought he would inherit her legacy and revive the reputation of the Ziyun Peak Formation Hall, but who knew that a competition in Qingyang Sect would take his life.
She didn't know how Ban Xiaowei and several other Ziyun Peak disciples died. Even Elder Sun, who was in charge of the team, was evasive and avoided answering.
No matter how Yu Yun asked, the peak master Li Chunfeng remained silent.
In the end, he just said, don't ask any more questions.
There is no benefit for her to pursue it.
Except for the Formation Hall, other places are also unusually solemn.
This time, six outstanding disciples represented Ziyun Peak to Qingyang Sect to participate in the competition, but in the end only Mo Junqing came back! Even Si Yu, who was once given high hopes and had the greatest hope of replacing Li Shangxian, died on Qingyang Peak!
Yu Yun sorted out Ban Xiaowei's belongings. The three flying swords representing the eye of the Seven-Li Lingsha Array disappeared from the storage ring that lost its mark. She speculated that her disciple must have encountered an unmatched opponent, otherwise it would be impossible to set up such a fierce array.
However, all those who knew about it refused to tell her what happened on Qingyang Peak that day!
Ban Xiaowei's body was cremated and buried in the back mountain.
As his master, Yu Yun filled the last pile of soil for him.
So far, the friendship between master and apprentice has been separated forever.
"Elder Yu, please accept my condolences." Sha Zhengshen is also a foundation-building elder in the Formation Hall. In the declining Formation Hall, there are only four elders above the foundation-building level.
"What else? What else can we do? Kill on Qingyang Peak?" Yu Yun's lips revealed helplessness, "Xiao Wei is the disciple with the highest comprehension of formations after I taught him for so long."
"Ah!" Sha Zhengshen sighed, "Ziyun Peak is still too small!"
"Senior Brother Sha, you go back first." Yu Yun raised his eyes and looked into the distance.
"Junior sister, don't be impulsive!"
"Impulsive? How is that possible?"
Sha Zhengshen asked with a little doubt: "Then what are you preparing for?"
"Before Xiao Wei participated in the competition, he promised someone else something. I will complete it for him, which can also be regarded as a regret before his death. You know, he doesn't like to owe others."
Since Ban Xiaowei was seven or eight years old, he has been practicing with Yu Yun.
Although she is only a few years older than the other party, there is a kind of affection between the master and the apprentice.
This time the disciple is gone, the master should do something!
"Then go and come back quickly!"
"Okay!"
The next moment, Yu Yun sacrificed the flying sword and went straight down the mountain.
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Autumn goes, winter never comes back.
There was a sense of killing at the foot of Ziyun Peak.
Yu Yun asked around and found out the spiritual field where Chen Mo was. The long sword cut through the falling snow and finally landed on an open space.
The elder of the formation hall of Ziyun Peak looked at the spiritual field in front of him, and his willow-like eyebrows could not help but frown slightly.
"On top of the Qushuiying formation, there is another Diecao killing formation! It seems that Xiaowei and this spiritual plant husband named Chen Mo are quite compatible."
Yu Yun knew her disciple's personality very well. Only those who suited his taste would be helped.
Otherwise, even if it was Song Yunxi, he would not be able to set up the Diecao formation himself!
Turning around, what appeared in front of Yu Yun was a house that was completely different from other spiritual plants. The courtyard, the courtyard and even the ancient tree in front of the door were not available to others.
She took a step forward, and the biting cold wind dissipated instantly, and a burst of spring warmth came to her face.
Before he could think, another strong smell of meat wafted out of the house.
Yu Yun was slightly surprised, and then the figure flashed and disappeared into the courtyard.
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The fire on the stove was always flickering.
The soup in the big earthenware pot became thicker and thicker, and it had slowly become gelatinous.
Chen Mo stood up, picked up a chopstick, and poked the head of the braised five-horned heavy lizard. The originally tough face skin became rotten after being stewed for seven hours.
The rich aroma was so fragrant that even he, who was used to eating giant bone spirit rice, couldn't help swallowing his saliva at this moment.
He set up another pot, washed some rice, and steamed it.
About half an hour later, the smell of meat and rice mixed together.
Chen Mo took the huge head of the five-horned heavy lizard from the pot to the table, tore it into pieces directly, and randomly pinched a piece and put it in his mouth, and the fragrance immediately flowed between his lips and teeth.
Soft, sticky, and almost melt-in-the-mouth!
Not only that, as the meat on the face went down his throat, Chen Mo could clearly feel the spiritual energy flowing.
The five-horned heavy lizard likes to eat spiritual energy!
It seems that its big head is an important place to store spiritual energy!
"Awesome!"
Chen Mo was overjoyed. The energy and spiritual sand he had spent these days on were not wasted. Just this braised five-horned heavy lizard head was worth it!
He filled a large bowl of spiritual rice, poured a spoonful of the thick and sticky soup on it, and mixed it.
After a mouthful of rice went down his throat, he inserted his chopsticks into the five-horned heavy lizard's head and picked up the brain flower that was as chewy as tofu. When he was about to put it into his mouth, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of him!
Bang!
The brain flower fell on the table.
Chen Mo immediately became alert.
However, when he saw the other person's face clearly, the momentary vigilance was eliminated by this beautiful face.
The other person stood in front of him, her figure outlined by her white clothes like snow, her long hair tied together casually, but it gave people a sense of delicate beauty, coupled with her cold and handsome face with a touch of tenderness, it was hard for people to look away.
Chen Mo dared to conclude that this was the most outstanding woman he had ever seen!
Even the top two players in the Wenxiang Pavilion in the market could not compare to her by a third!
But such a person suddenly appeared in front of him, no matter how beautiful she was, he had to be on guard.
It only took Chen Mo a few breaths to recover from the other person's appearance. He put down his chopsticks and said respectfully: "Hello, fellow Taoist!"
He knew very well that the other person's strength was probably beyond his cognition.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to appear in front of him silently.
"Did you set up the Ji Ji Formation?"
As soon as the name of the formation came out, a figure quickly emerged in Chen Mo's mind. He nodded and said: "Yes! May I ask if fellow Taoist knows Brother Ban?"
"Ban Xiaowei?"
"Exactly!"
"He is my disciple."
Hiss!
Chen Mo couldn't help but take a breath.
Unexpectedly!
Never expected that the person standing in front of him was actually Ban Xiaowei's master! That is, the elder of the formation hall, and a cultivator in the foundation building realm!
In the past six years of traveling, this is the only cultivator in the foundation building realm he has seen, and also the strongest one.
"Greetings, Immortal Yu!"
"No need, since Ban Xiaowei has taught you the Jiji formation, then his wish is also fulfilled."
Wish?
Chen Mo smacked his lips, these two words seemed a bit unlucky.
