Lady Cultivator Chapter 296: Nie Wushang

In the ceremony for the birth of the baby, this woman was still in the late stage of foundation building. After Master Matsukaze appeared, she disappeared inexplicably, and she did not know what technique was used. I didn't expect to see her again more than fifty years later, and she was also promoted to form a pill.

This is not surprising. At that time, this girl was in the late stage of foundation building. If she were really Master Songfeng’s disciple and grandson, it would be normal for her to advance to the first stage of alchemy for more than 50 years. Mo Tiange himself was only in the middle stage of foundation construction, and now he has advanced to the formation of Dan.

She told Jing Xingzhi about the matter once, and Jing Xing paused without speaking. Although he is so beautiful, his heart is cruel. Compared with Qin Xi, he is even more cruel. At least if Qin Xi promises to take someone, he will not talk nonsense again. Unlike him, he has been devoted to her along the way. But never really regarded her as a partner.

However, this woman is a cultivator of pill formation. In this situation, it is always good to have one more person. I don't know what Jing Xingzhi will make.

Mo Tiange turned to look at the woman, and found that her martial arts were much better than it was more than fifty years ago. Also, like sword repair, martial arts must surpass ordinary monks. The higher the cultivation level, the more terrifying this advantage. Although this woman only had the early stage of pill formation, the power of her hands was not worse than that of the ordinary middle stage pill formation cultivator, and even stronger.

Mo Tiange's heart is also up and down. If you join hands with this woman, it would be a good help, but if you turn your face...in this mist, it is really dangerous.

After a while, Jing Xingzhi finally whispered: "If you can join hands with her, then join hands."

Mo Tiange only nodded, anyway, at this time, she chose to believe in Jing Xingzhi.

"This girl!" Jing Xingzhi said loudly, "Under the ancient sword sect monk, I wonder if the girl is a master of Songfeng Master?"

As soon as this sentence was uttered, the black figure paused for a moment, turned his head, and gave them a suspenseful glance.

Jing Xingzhi smiled and said to her: "Don't worry about the girl, we are not malicious. This fog is really weird. You and I are trapped here, would you like to join hands?"

The woman stared at them for a while, but didn't speak.

Jing Xingzhi said again: "In the Tianma Mountain, there are dangers everywhere. Although the girl is bold and bold, she is riding alone, with multiple helpers, and multiple back roads."

When she said these words, Jing Xingzhi's expression was very sincere. The woman looked at him, and then at Mo Tiange who was behind him against the attack of the golden thread rat, her vigilant expression slowly softened, her lips were not Zhang, a muffled voice has sounded: "If we join forces, what shall we do?"

Hearing this, Jing Xing stopped smiling and said: "Naturally, we are jointly protecting ourselves and finding a way out."

"Looking for a way out?" The corner of the woman's lips tickled, with some smiles, but it looked like a mockery, "You found a way out?"

"No." Jing Xingzhi said frankly, "However, the three of us are safer than one."

Mo Tiange had to admit that when Jing Xingzhi looked serious, she did have some charm, and under his gaze, this woman gradually became less cold. She said: "How can I trust you?"

Jing Xing smiled and said: "What good is it to kill you in this mist? Besides, since the girl can reach the Central Immortal Ruins, she must also have extraordinary means. Even if she turns her face, she also has the means to escape?" /

After he said this, the woman was lost in thought. A flash of god, a group of money rats in front of her suddenly violent, saw the sword light flashed, Jing Xingzhi's flying sword swung like a horse, sword light everywhere, flesh and blood flying everywhere, the group of golden thread rats died on the spot.

After the death of these golden thread mice, the other golden thread mice besieging them also violently. The three did not dare to neglect, and now worked together to kill these violent monsters one by one.

Originally, Jing Xingzhi and Mo Tiange, because Mo Tiange's magic weapon did not take advantage of their damage, the woman was a martial artist, killing monsters much faster than ordinary monks, and the three joined forces. Next, gradually there were fewer and fewer golden thread rats. After half an hour, these golden thread mice were finally beheaded.

The three of them have joined forces to destroy the demon, which is actually an alliance. After the killing, the three of them were so tired that Mo Tiange couldn't stand still, and Xiao Huo had already gotten down and stuck his tongue out.

The three of them sat on the ground in different poses and breathed, and after a while, they finally passed their breath.

Jing Xingzhi smiled at the woman: "I don't know the girl's name?"

A hesitation flashed in the woman's eyes, and she replied, "Nie Wushang."

Jing Xing stopped for a moment: "Wonderful clothes? Charming lady? Neon clothes?"

"No," she looked cold, without a trace, "there is nothing, the injury of injury."

"..." Jing Xingzhi has a long face, but he has never heard of such a name, and for a while, he doesn't know what to say. No injury, this is really not like a woman's name. After a long time, he could only praise: "What a special name."

The woman who claimed to be Nie Wushang had another mocking smile on her face, and she did not answer.

"Stop in the next scene."

When Jing Xingzhi introduced himself, this Nie Wushang just nodded, then turned to Mo Tiange, and said, "Friend Mo Dao, I haven't seen you for a long time, do you remember me?"

Mo Tiange nodded, neither affection nor alienation, and replied with the same indifference: "Naturally remember, but unfortunately I didn't know the name of my friend until today."

The memory of the monks has always been very good, and it is not surprising that they remember each other. However, Mo Tiange had doubts in his heart. Back then, this woman was no different from an ordinary monk, but today she has been using ventriloquism and her voice is quite strange. She has never spoken from beginning to end. Could it be that what happened in the past fifty years?

However, they didn't have much friendship at first, and they could even be said to be enemies. She just thought about it in her heart and it was inconvenient to ask.

After a few brief words, the three of them staggered the time to recover their spirits.

After a while, Jing Xingzhi finished his meditation and asked Nie Wushang: "Miss Nie, how long have you been here? Any clues to get out?"

Nie Wushang replied: "It's been about a day, here's no use of spiritual knowledge, my direction is lost, and I haven't been able to find the way out."

This situation is similar to them. Jing Xingzhi turned his head and looked at Mo Tiange, and said: "We are the same, but we have the mark of formation left by Qingwei Daoists along the way. I wonder if the girl has ever discovered it?"

"You drew the gossip array?" Nie Wushang frowned.

Mo Tiange replied: "That's right. So, did you meet fellow Daoist Nie on the way?"

Nie Wushang nodded: "I have encountered it several times...Unfortunately, I am not very proficient in the game chart. I don't know how to point it."

"How many times? We walked along the way, according to the direction of the gossip array. If the Daoist has met several times, it means that the Daoist has turned several times."

"...So that's the case." Nie Wushang was startled, whispered, and then asked, "So, two fellow Taoists can still get out?"

Mo Tiange's expression is faint: "It's not certain. No one knows how big this mist is, or whether this direction is correct. In this mist, the divine consciousness will go wrong, and the formation is not completely correct. Letter."

This is not a lie. The array can only point out the direction, not the right path, and since this fog will affect the spiritual consciousness, will it also affect other judgments? None of them knew.

The three of them were silent for a while, Jing Xing stopped and said, "Did the two girls recover?"

"Okay." There is a small cycle in the body, and Mo Tiange is now recovering aura very quickly.

Nie Wushang also nodded.

Jing Xing stopped and said: "What do those two think about the following itinerary?"

Mo Tiange didn't answer immediately. He turned to look at Nie Wushang. Nie Wushang lowered his head and didn't answer.

There was a silence for a while, before Jing Xing stopped and said: "Two, this is related to our lives. If there is anything, it's better to say it straight now." He didn't smile at this time, and looked at them seriously. .

"...I have nothing to say." It was Mo Tiange who spoke first, she said lightly, "Frankly speaking, my strength is not as good as you, but I only have a little understanding of formations. Use the formation to point out the direction. , Is the way I can think of."

Neither Jing Xingzhi nor Nie Wushang answered. After being quiet for a while, Nie Wushang's low-pitched voice sounded: "Family Daoist has this fifth-order spirit beast, and his strength is not weak. This is really too modest."

Mo Tiange smiled: "It's just the truth, the spirit beast is so much different than the monk."

"The magic weapon of fellow Daoists is also extraordinary." Nie Wushang raised her eyebrows and smiled. Her smile didn't seem to be a simple smile. The previous few times, there was always ridicule, but this time, it was Make no sense.

Mo Tiange didn't see anything, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "Friend Daoist Nie is absurd."

Nie Wushang continued: "Friend Mo Dao, I heard that both Master Ling and Senior Brother Ling came to Tianmo Mountain? Why are you alone?"

Mo Tiange glanced at her and said flatly: "They have another purpose."

"Really?" Nie Wushang laughed again. This time he laughed, finally feeling charming, but he looked a little gloomy, "Friend Mo Dao...you can't contact them, right?"

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Tiange didn't move, but Jing Xingzhi's sword came out of its sheath, and the sword light approached Nie Wushang.

Nie Wushang did not move, and raised his head to Jing Xingzhi and smiled slightly: "Friend Jing Dao, what is this? You have nothing to do with Xuan Qingmen?"

Jing Xingzhi's eyes are like ice~IndoMTL.com~ coldly said: "I am even more irrelevant to Master Matsukaze!"

"Heh!" Nie Wushang still ignored the flying sword hanging in front of her, and said, "I heard that Fellow Daoist Mo now has a Dao name. When I first saw Fellow Daoist decades ago, I really didn't expect it. This day comes so fast, Daoist Fellow is worthy of being a disciple of Daojun Jinghe."

Mo Tiange sat motionless, still replied: "Friend Daoist Nie is absurd."

"To be honest," Nie Wushang looked at Mo Tiange with a cold expression, "I am not jealous of Friends Mo Dao's talent, but I am jealous of Friends Mo Dao's experience."

"..."

"Famous disciple, Master Yuanying, still loves his disciples like his fate... The fate of fellow Daoists is really good..." At the end of the talk, Nie Wushang's eyes were not looking at Mo Tiange, and he smiled in a trance.

Jing Xingzhi's expression moved, his sword light shook, and he took it back: "Friend Daoist Nie, what do you mean by this?"

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