Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 422: The Unreliable Land

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"The level of this sand is very high..." Qin Yi couldn't help exclaiming: "It's really because of these sands that the whole hall becomes illusory. Then if the magic weapon is used for sacrifice..."

"So other people came here to explore treasures." Li Qingjun copied his arm: "Can you get up from the ground before talking?"

"Ahem." Qin Yi got up to his feet, looking at them with a pure expression.

The two looked at him also funny, knowing that they were deliberately trying to put them on their shoulders at the same time, and they would be cute when they were beaten, they were really upset.

Li Qingjun ignored him and went to collect the phantom sand collected by the wooden man. You Huansha was originally floating in the air and swirling around, unable to discern the amount. After being gathered up by the wooden people, it was found that there were quite a lot of them, perhaps a dozen liters. This time even the tassels came out and sighed: "There are really a lot of them, even in those days. No one has opened this world for a long time..."

Li Qingjun turned his head to look at it, his expression was still quite weird, this round little ghost, with an old-fashioned tone...

Tassel said again: "Maggle, wipe your gun with this sand, and let Qin Yi's sacrifice fire practice it for you."

Li Qingjun was taken aback: "What?"

"It can make your shooting become illusory, and others can't grasp the way."

Li Qingjun is overjoyed, her marksmanship is straightforward, and it is indeed less vague. This auxiliary special effect is very valuable to her.

Li Qingjun and Tassel are playing in the sand over there, while Cheng Cheng is squinting at Qin Yi.

Qin Yi shed cold sweat: "You, you also go to play with sand, isn't this sand very beneficial to your fox fantasy?"

"I am not a fox, and what is useful is also useful to my court ladies." Cheng Cheng copied his arm: "Don't change the subject, Zheng Yunyi said he tried to kill your woman, who is it?"

Li Qingjun quietly turned his head and looked over.

Qin Yi is sweating coldly, you have been holding back on this question for a long time, right?

Cheng Cheng smiled and said, "Do you mean your senior sister?"

"Uh, uh..." Zheng Yunyi didn't seem to have tried to kill Senior Sister. It would be easier to explain the misunderstanding that Senior Sister was not in the process, and Qin Yi defaulted.

"So this woman refers to the senior sister."

"Hmm..."

Cheng Cheng stretched his tone of voice: "Who is the witch who is doing great work?"

Qin Yi's eyes widened, and when it was over, he was trapped by a fox.

"He was trying to kill the witch, which means this is your woman. Then you just acquiesced that the senior sister is also your woman." Cheng Cheng stretched out his hand and stroked his chest: "You are very good, Qin Brother Yi."

Qin Yi wanted to cry without tears.

"But..." Cheng Chengxian brushed his hand and touched his face: "You are in the illusion, did you see me?"

"Hmm." Qin Yi nodded as if pecking at rice.

Cheng Cheng's face was stern, but the quiet joy in his eyes did not hide. This dead peach blossom spirit, peach blossom, actually saw himself in the illusion. Not only oneself, but also can accurately distinguish that the one in the illusion is not real, which shows that he knows the real one very well!

It deserves praise!

Qin Yi sighed, and saw Li Qingjun standing beside him sternly: "So you mean you didn't see me?"

It's over...

Qin Yi is in a dilemma, don't know how to respond, and simply hugs her gun: "The little one helps the princess refine the gun..."

Tassel suddenly said: "Don't be fooled, he will help you refining the gun now, thinking that he will let you take him a shot in the future."

"Smelly stick, I remember you!" Qin Yi held his head decisively and crouched.

Haosheng was beaten, and Qin Yi sat on the ground pitifully to refine his spear.

The forging of Wuxiu weapons and the refining of magic weapons are not the same thing, but this kind of sand coating can also be used to sacrifice magic weapons. Qin Yi’s fire sacrifice is very effective for this, and the temperature is also Just enough.

Cheng Cheng, Li Qingjun and a small ghost sat in front of him, watching him control the fire and refining his spear, like having a small meeting around a campfire.

They were going to diverge from Zheng Yunyi for a little longer. Being "trapped" in this hall is a very good reason, just to make them more prepared.

On the surface, this battle became easier because of Zheng Yunyi's sudden cooperation, but in fact it may not be easy. The opponent should have hidden several Tengyun peaks, and I don't know how much effect can be achieved by relying on Zheng Yunyi's little means. That's all, Qin Yi is really not worried about Tengyun-level opponents.

The most important thing is what will happen once the main altar is opened, let alone Zheng Yunyi, even the wizards themselves may not really understand.

I only know that it can summon a fierce soul, and there is a control method when summoning it, which is fine. The question is, this is a realm that hasn't been opened for tens of thousands of years. After the eternal realm has changed for thousands of years, will there be any unknown changes in the very special scene of the altar? The inheritance known to the wizards may not be reliable in this matter.

Many people don't think about this. Most people who have inheritance to explore related secrets have a stinky look, and many wise men are no exception. But Qin Yi, who has tassels, knows very well that tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes have changed so much that Tassels has never seen anything he has ever seen. They rely on inheritance, can they really determine everything?

This is a fierce land, and everything should be handled with the highest vigilance.

Qin Yi had been in a series of battles before, which was both injured and exhausted, and was very exhausted. The suppression of Lu Longting's sword energy in his body has not been completely eliminated, and his strength is not in the state now. Generally speaking, you have to take medicine to meditate, and take a good rest for a whole day to recover. Now I can only take advantage of this rest period and take a pill, which can recover a few points.

In the distance, Lu Longting broke out of a secluded formation, his white sword suit was a bit torn, and he looked back panting.

This place is too dangerous, all kinds of strange terrain, strange formations, and inexplicable mechanism puppets, ancient **** grievances... His strength is not in the state at this time, and he has been playing quite hard.

I feel a little regretful, I shouldn't break in like this... But when those people from the Fortune-telling Sect entered in the lead, others flooded in. It is impossible for them to watch the things in front of their house be emptied. There was no reaction, so naturally it came. Thinking about it at this time, it really shouldn't.

There is a feeling of being counted.

My own strength is considered to be superb among peers. They have played so hard, how about others?

How much to die?

Especially those who are chasing away the magic weapon...Lu Longting has a faint premonition, it is very likely that none of them will come back.

He is Wu Xiu. He has no interest in that kind of magic weapon, so he didn't mix with the excitement. Thinking about it now, it is clearly a trap.

Thinking about this, one person stumbled out of the direction of the original magic weapon's light, and he was overjoyed when he saw Lu Longting: "Brother Lu, help me."

Lu Longting gathered his eyes and took a closer look. In the dark, he recognized that it was the Tingfeng of the Promise Sect, and he was terribly hurt.

He frowned and greeted: "What's the matter?"

Listening to the wind, ran over, panting, and when he reached Lu Longting, he seemed to lose his strength and wanted to touch him.

Lu Longting moved half a step away, but it was not that he didn't want to help. These swordsmen in white clothes inevitably have some loneliness and cleanliness, and they don't like to touch people.

Listening to the wind, he was stunned for a while, and passed a bead.

"What is this?"

"This is the magic weapon that was born just now. To fight for this thing, several people died." Tingfeng said sincerely: "I am seriously injured now. If this thing is on my body, it will be taken by others. Brother Lu asked for asylum, and now I just ask to leave here safely."

Lu Longting hesitated for a moment while looking at the beads, then shook his head and said, "We are all about the sword. We don't need this kind of thing, and we can't use it."

Speaking and handed a pill: "You and heal."

Listening to the wind, his eyes showed a strange color, and he reached out and took the medicine.

As soon as the finger touched the medicine, Lu Longting's sword heart felt wrong instinctively, and quickly closed his hand, and a sharp cold light pierced out of Tingfeng's finger, wiping his finger dangerously. Passed.

Lu Longting was furious, drew his sword and pointed: "This kind of behavior is in vain!"

I was really scared for a while, if he was hit by him before, the younger sister might be able to collect his body for him.

It seems that cleanliness is still good...

"Jie Jie..." Listening to the wind with a weird smile, the whole person slowly changed. In Lu Longting's stunned eyes, he turned into a black demon with long horns and blood streaks, with a huge mouth on his lower abdomen. Split, fangs fierce.