Chapter 1244: Set out to assist

Zhou Yiqiao happily picked the three newly grown Blue Nighttalk plants and sealed them separately. Without having time to think too much, he exited the Moonstone Space.

In the valley, two disciples from Qinjian Villa happened to walk out of the culvert with joy on their faces, completely unaware of what Zhou Yiqiao had just done.

"Senior Brother Zhou!"

The two of them got the upper hand, and their attitude towards Zhou Yiqiao became much better.

After leaving the culvert, the moment they saw Zhou Yiqiao, they walked up to him and greeted him.

After Zhou Yiqiao congratulated the two of them, he led them out of the valley and walked towards the outside of the Changsheng Forest.

Not long after Zhou Yiqiao and others left Changsheng Forest, Qing Jimeng urgently contacted Zhou Yiqiao for help through a magic sound transmission device.

The team she followed, led by the Lord of Bi Bo Mansion, was heading to the ancient battlefield, but they encountered a sudden attack by unidentified monks.

The attack came too suddenly, and many monks in the team were killed before they could react.

Qing Jimeng managed to escape with the help of secret techniques along with several monks from Qinjian Villa, but these monks were already seriously injured and were dying.

Qing Jimeng is not good at healing techniques, so he asks Zhou Yiqiao to come to his aid as soon as possible.

After hearing the news, Zhou Yiqiao's face suddenly changed, and the first thing he thought of was the black-robed monk who suddenly attacked them.

"It seems that this third party force either has a powerful person in the Fusion Realm, or the number of cultivators is far beyond our imagination."

Zhou Yiqiao speculated in his mind and came to a conclusion.

Not to mention the extremely powerful Qing Jimeng, just the Lord of Bi Bo Mansion, who is the most powerful person in the team. He is the leader of a sect and has the cultivation level of the late stage of Lianxu. He is not someone that an ordinary cultivator of the same level can easily deal with.

This sudden attack has put them in such a predicament, it is obvious that the opponent is no trivial matter.

"We need to speed up."

Zhou Yiqiao turned around with a serious expression and spoke to the two disciples of Qinjian Villa who were still smiling.

"The situation on the young lady's side is critical. The black-robed monk who attacked us and his companions also attacked the young lady's team at the same time. Now, all the monks except the young lady have been wiped out."

"The young lady is currently fleeing with several wounded soldiers, and it is extremely inconvenient for her to move. We must rush to her side as soon as possible to prevent her from encountering any accidents."

After hearing Zhou Yiqiao's words, the faces of the two disciples of Qinjian Villa turned pale instantly. They were originally immersed in the joy of obtaining treasures, but in an instant they felt as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Before they left Qinjian Villa, the only order they received was to protect Qing Jimeng's safety.

If Qing Jimeng encounters an accident, their lives will also be in danger.

The two looked at each other and saw the panic and fear hidden in each other's eyes.

Zhou Yiqiao noticed the changes in the two men's expressions, frowned slightly, and without further delay, took them straight out of the culvert.

Zhou Yiqiao and the other two tried their best to rush to the location provided by Qing Jimeng. With Zhou Yiqiao's unlimited supply of elixirs, they didn't care about the consumption of spiritual energy at all. It only took them two hours to reach the place where Qing Jimeng was hiding.

When Zhou Yiqiao and the other two arrived at Qing Jimeng's location, the battle had already entered a white-hot stage.

Qing Jimeng was like a lone boat, struggling to hold on under the siege of the black-robed monks. Although her swordsmanship was exquisite, she was still stretched to the limit when faced with the combined forces of so many enemies.

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao joined the battle without hesitation.

The Dusk Sword aroused boundless sword intent, drawing brilliant sword lights in the air, directly attacking the vital points of many black-robed monks.

The Guqin that was parasitic on him was not to be outdone. It seemed to want to prove that it could bring huge benefits to Zhou Yiqiao, and it was even more ruthless than Zhou Yiqiao when it attacked.

Its tentacles turned into black lightning, dancing continuously in the air, and each swing brought with it strange sound waves.

Although these sound waves are invisible, they can directly attack the spiritual consciousness of the monks, causing headaches for the black-robed monks and disrupting their formation.

With the joint efforts of Zhou Yiqiao and Guqin, the offensive of the black-robed monks was quickly disintegrated.

Their formation was thrown into disarray, and the situation that had originally given them the upper hand was instantly reversed.

Zhou Yiqiao's sword was like the god of death's scythe. Every time it was swung, it took away a life, and soon it was filled with blood.

"retreat!"

A black-robed monk who seemed to be the leader shouted without any hesitation in his voice.

After hearing this man's order, none of the remaining black-robed monks wanted to fight anymore. They didn't even bother to look at their dead companions. In an instant, they scattered like birds and beasts, each using their secret techniques to escape in all directions.

In order to prevent the other party from luring the tiger away from the mountain, Zhou Yiqiao did not pursue. He let Hunyu in the Wanhun Banner and the two disciples of Qinjian Villa who came with him clean up the mess, and then followed Qing Jimeng to the direction where the disciples of Qinjian Villa were hiding.

"I am not proficient in alchemy, so in order to prevent their vitality from continuing to drain away, I gave them hemostatic pills and then used a secret method to freeze them in the ice."

Qing Jimeng led the way and explained in a slightly weak voice.

"Don't worry, Brother Qing. I will definitely be able to save them."

Seeing this, Zhou Yiqiao took out some pills to restore vitality and put them in Qing Jimeng's hand, and comforted him with a solemn promise.

Qing Jimeng took the pill, looked at Zhou Yiqiao gratefully, nodded, and continued on his way.

Soon, they arrived at the hiding place of the disciples of Qinjian Villa.

I saw several figures wrapped in pure ice lying quietly on the ground. Their faces were pale and their breathing was weak. It was obvious that they had suffered serious injuries.

Zhou Yiqiao quickly stepped forward, his fingers gently touching the surface of the Zhenbing, and a gentle spiritual power slowly input into him, checking their injuries.

"what?"

Zhou Yiqiao frowned slightly, and his expression suddenly became extremely solemn.

"Fellow Daoist Qing, not only are these disciples seriously injured, but there is also a strange toxin in their bodies."

After a long time, he stood up and looked at Qing Jimeng with a serious face.

When Qing Jimeng heard this, his expression changed again and he asked anxiously.

"What should we do?"

"Does Brother Zhou have a method to detoxify?"

Zhou Yiqiao pondered for a moment and said.

"As the saying goes, erysipelas and poison are inseparable. Zhou has dabbled in poisons, but to be honest, I have never seen this kind of toxin."

Seeing Qing Jimeng's face suddenly become extremely ugly, Zhou Yiqiao hurriedly comforted him.

"But fellow Daoist Qing, don't worry. I will do my best this time. Even if I can't completely eradicate this poison, with the help of the young lady's ice-sealing technique, I will be able to control the spread of the poison in their bodies."

"As long as they can return to Qinjian Villa in time, I believe the senior leaders in the sect will have the means to save their lives."