Chapter 112 Magic Fairy
Meng Wuya strikes very quickly, killing these people even faster!
In her eyes, Haorizong and Wan Jianshan are hypocrites who colluded with each other!
Especially the look in his eyes just now, looking at her from time to time, made her extremely uncomfortable!
I wanted to leave directly without conflict with them.
But the behavior of these people angered her.
"act recklessly!"
Several Haori Sect disciples were eaten away by the black shadow in the air, leaving no trace at all.
Only then did Meng Wuya slowly fall.
She's not stupid.
No matter how fast she struck, it still caused a stir.
If you stand high in the sky again, it will be a big mistake if you attract monks who are in the elixir formation stage!
Furthermore, this is a spiritual stone vein, who knows?
As soon as Meng Wuya landed, the sounds of more than ten figures jumping up reached her ears!
"Swish, swish, swish!"
She quickly released her spiritual awareness and found that the people who came were not hostile!
After a few breaths, more than a dozen men in black clothes stood side by side. The leader stepped forward and said politely to Meng Wuya: "It turns out that he is a demon fairy. I am Mo Xieming, a disciple of the Demonic Wheel Sect!"
Demon Fairy is the name given to female cultivators in the Demonic Path!
Meng Wuya was arrogant and said calmly: "I am here to find your Magic Wheel Sect. Is there anyone you can talk to?"
Mo Xieming frowned slightly. Seeing that Meng Wuya was only in the middle stage of foundation building, yet she was able to kill several Haotian Sect disciples that they had been watching for quite some time, he couldn't help but ponder the reason for her coming.
On the contrary, a disciple behind him snorted and said, "Don't you think that just by killing a few idiots, you can ignore me?"
The Youluo Sect calls those from Wanjian Mountain the Sword Man, while the Moluo Sect calls the Haori Sect the Gouri.
I don’t know if it’s out of bad taste or just to vent their dissatisfaction with these righteous people.
Meng Wuya glanced over, and the monk felt as if he had been hit hard on the chest. He staggered back a few steps, his eyes full of panic!
"You...you..."
The peak of the late foundation building stage, using the aura of the pill formation stage, naturally frightened the demon cultivator into panic!
"Demon Fairy," at this time, Mo Xieming didn't know when it happened, but he also knew that his fellow disciples had suffered a secret loss, so he quickly interrupted and said: "Within a radius of a hundred miles, I can make the decision! If the Demon Fairy has any plans, Damn, Mo can introduce the elder!"
"It's good that you can make the decision," Meng Wuya didn't want to get too entangled with these people, and said calmly: "I want to find someone who will come here from Yunzhou within six years, wear a small pigtail, and his cultivation will definitely not reach the foundation building stage. You want to see people alive, you want to see corpses when you die!”
"Looking for someone?"
Mo Xie thought carefully and said: "Devil Fairy, there are too many people coming here from Yunzhou, but the ones with pigtails don't have any impression... It's just..."
"It's just what? If you have something to say, you have something to say!"
Meng Wuya had no time to listen to Mo Xieming's accusations. After explaining here, she went to find the Magic Wheel Sect disciples elsewhere.
Otherwise, when Mo Xieming reports the matter, who knows whether their elders will care about it?
Moreover, she was unwilling to reveal her identity, not to mention whether the people of the Magic Wheel Sect would believe it. What if there were spies who took her information to the swordsmen of Wanjian Mountain?
The most important thing is that she has just returned to the foundation building stage. Even if she reaches her peak, it is still a huge difference compared to the core building stage!
"Devil Fairy, there is a mineral vein near the Haorizong. They often rob some of the Qi Refining Powder cultivators who want to cross the Juhao Mountains to work as miners. Maybe... that little braid is being enslaved?"
Hearing this, Meng Wuya's eyes lit up.
At that time, in order for Ergou to report the news quickly, she told him that the nearest route was to cross the Juhao Mountains!
The Haorizong often does this kind of thing by seizing casual cultivators as coolies, and they really do it well!
She was overjoyed, but her face showed no emotion as she said, "I know about the mineral vein, but is there a period of pill formation here?"
"No! I have been observing here for several years and have mastered the rules of delivering spirit stones on these days! On the first day of every month, a pill-forming person will come to take away the spirit stones. In two days, they will It's the first day of the new year, and we were just about to retreat and hide, when we happened to see the Demon Fairy killing the disciples guarding the mine!"
Meng Wuya thought for a moment and said, "In other words, there is no pill formation period in the mine at this time? How many foundation building disciples are there?"
Mo Xieming immediately guessed what Meng Wuya was thinking, and knowing that she wanted to go into the cave to explore, he said anxiously: "Devil Fairy, not at this time! Although there are not many disciples in the foundation building period, if you want to find someone, it must not be that easy. ! It’s better to take a long-term approach and find out the truth!”
What he was anxious about was that Meng Wuya would ruin their Magic Wheel Sect's plan!
After several years of planning, if Meng Wuya is allowed to go in and fight randomly, then the Haori Sect may send a Danjie period guard here in the future!
Meng Wuya sneered and said: "I killed several of their foundation-building stages guarding the mine. I'm afraid they will be exposed when the Dan-forming stage comes two days later. I'll leave as soon as I find someone!"
After that, Meng Wuya turned around and left.
She knew the approximate location of the mine.
This is the place where those few people just took off into the sky.
"Magic Fairy!"
Mo Yeming quickly crossed Meng Wuya and stopped in front of her!
"This is inappropriate, very inappropriate!"
If he hadn't been confident that he could beat Meng Wuya, he would have done it no matter what!
Meng Wuya's face turned cold, "Get out of here!"
The drink was low, but with an unquestionable tone.
"Magic Fairy!"
Mo Xieming gritted his teeth, and the other disciples quickly came over!
Meng Wuya is not angry but smiling, this smile is like overwhelming a country!
But in the eyes of these Magic Wheel Sect disciples, every frown and every smile is a hidden sword!
"Because you have been fighting against the Haori Sect in Nanyaozhou for so long, I will spare your life! If there is a next time, you will die!"
As he spoke, his sleeves and robes were thrown away, and countless black shadows rushed out!
Mo Xieming and others couldn't react in time, and these black shadows rushed up to the Tianling Cap!
In one breath, they all fell asleep and fell straight to the ground!
Meng Wuya then retracted his shadow and walked towards the direction of the mine with light steps!
And in the mine.
Ergou has replaced the knife with spirit stone slag countless times.
He didn't know what level of magic weapon this knife was, but he also knew that a person who could easily teach him a new qi-refining technique and quickly break through to the fifth level of qi-refining skills after being seriously injured was definitely an extraordinary person!
In the world of immortality, people should not be judged by their appearance.
In fact, when he saw Meng Wuya trapped among the stone pillars at the bottom of the Misty Sword Cliff, with the figure of a girl of no more than ten years old, he knew that there was something unreasonable about it.
So he was hopeless.
Like Zhu Yun, he didn't dare to save him.
But by mistake, Meng Wuya told him that he could leave Lingjian Sect by climbing over the other side of the mountain, and Ergou made the decision without hesitation.
He thought very simply at the time, rather than being a burden to Zhu Yun, it would be better to leave!
Protecting this knife means keeping your promise.
The Taoist heart is immortal, but there is still a desire to strive for immortality!
He made a magic formula at random, shielded the breath of the knife a little, threw it aside, picked up the mining pick and dug diagonally upward for a few minutes!
As long as you are alive, there is hope.
A few minutes of incline every day, and there is hope of seeing the light of day again!
"Dang...dang...dang!"
After years of mining, Ergou's body has become much stronger, and he has become extremely proficient in controlling spiritual power.
In fact, as long as you don't use the spiritual stones to cultivate your realm, and take some away to replenish your spiritual power, no one will know about it without being discovered.
After digging for a while, Ergou found that the frequency of spiritual stones gradually decreased, and even digging became more and more relaxed. The solid mineral mud became glutinous and loose!
Suddenly, the pickaxe came down again, and a small piece collapsed, and it turned out to be all black soil!
He was startled, squatted down, picked up a handful with both hands, put it into his nose and smelled it, his heart was beating wildly!
This is……
This is……
This is dirt, he dug to the dirt layer!
In other words, it’s not far from the top!
At this moment.
From the cave behind them, there was a faint sound of chaos.
His heart trembled, and he quickly came to his senses. He thought it was some monks who were secretly cultivating and were found to be brutally beaten, but as he listened, he felt something was wrong!
A flash of light flashed in his eyes, something happened in the mine!
Thinking of this, he took back the knife and inserted it into his waist. At the same time, he randomly pulled at the other corner, revealing hundreds of spirit stones!
He stuffed all these spiritual stones into the storage bag, then picked up the mining pick again and started digging like crazy!
The soil was soft, and every time he dug with a pickaxe, the black soil would scatter all over his face!
In the blink of an eye, Ergou looked like a grown-up native dog digging holes in the soil!
His face was gray, his eyes, mouth, and nose were all full of mud!
But at this time, he didn't dare to use his spiritual power to drive it away, for fear of attracting attention!
Finally, a bright light suddenly flashed across his eyes!
Ergou quickly closed his eyes, but without stopping, he threw the mining pick into the storage bag and climbed out using his hands and feet!
He didn't have time to enjoy the warm sunshine and the joy of seeing the sun again. He opened his eyes just a slit and ran wildly into the distance!
at the same time.
In the mine.
The steward who rewarded the two dogs with a Bigu Pill was lying under Meng Wuya's feet!
"You said that little braid... just returned to his own mine?"
Meng Wuya shouted in a low voice, the main mine had already turned into a mess, some brave monks were running away in all directions, while the timid ones were huddled in the corner and shivering!
"Yes, fairy, I don't dare to lie to you!"
"take me!"
Meng Wuya wanted to kill the manager directly, but when his spiritual consciousness dispersed, he found that the mine was as deep and messy as an ant nest.
"Fairy, our Haori Sect and your Wanjian Mountain are the sects of the alliance. Why..."
The steward struggled to get up from the ground, seeming to want to figure out one more thing.
How did he know that Meng Wuya was pretending to be a disciple of Wanjian Mountain!
Fortunately, Sun Xuanhua left the original natal magic sword in Youluo Sect and asked Meng Wuya to pick it up. Then he took it out to show off!
"This matter has nothing to do with Wanjian Mountain! Take me to find the person quickly! Otherwise, your fellow disciples and brothers will be your fate!"
The steward quickly shut up and glanced aside.
Several corpses silently told Meng Wuya's strength, it was extremely terrifying!
