"What?" Taoist Huolong was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Senior Sister, do you also want to protect him?"
When the Plum Blossom Goddess heard this, she rolled her eyes and couldn't help but scold, "You idiot, how can you not tell the difference between good and bad words? You and I have been fellow disciples for hundreds of years, and he and I are just strangers. Do I have to protect him?"
"Then what does this mean, Senior Sister?" Taoist Huolong asked in great confusion.
"The secret cannot be revealed!" The Plum Blossom Goddess shook her head. Then she said solemnly: "The peaceful days of Xuantian Villa are coming to an end. In a dozen years, there will be a catastrophe. Senior sister does not want to be involved in the disputes, so from today on, I will practice in seclusion. If Shui Jing walks out of Xiaomei Mountain, I will not let her in again. In her future days in the inner gate, please take good care of her. If she offends me in any way, please do not care too much for my sake!"
"Senior Sister, what are you doing?" Taoist Fire Dragon was shocked when he heard the words of the Plum Blossom Goddess and was about to ask in detail.
But unexpectedly, the Plum Blossom Goddess had already picked up the teacup and took a sip.
This is clearly serving tea to see the guests off! Huolong Taoist immediately knew that the other party was unwilling to talk more. In desperation, Huolong Taoist had to say goodbye and leave.
Watching the back of the Fire Dragon Taoist disappear into the sky, the Plum Blossom Goddess sighed helplessly and said to herself: "I hope this is not a farewell forever!"
After she finished speaking, she waved her hand fiercely and decisively activated the numerous restrictions of Xiaomei Mountain. Amidst countless flashes of light and shadows, the entire Xiaomei Mountain, which was hundreds of miles square, gradually disappeared and was hidden in the universe. From then on, no one could enter unless the Plum Blossom Goddess opened the restrictions herself.
My heart is full of distractions. Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, the secluded little fat man kept sticking the wind copper in his hand on the precious big copper bell day and night?
After all, wind copper lacks slightly higher-grade materials, and the quantity is not as large as that of black iron. The material is poured on top of black iron, and it is more difficult to stick together. Therefore, after a month of hard work, Xiaopang only made a wind copper shell that is about five feet high and three or four feet thick. The strength of this shell is obviously not as good as the original big iron bell, but fortunately, the wind copper is of higher quality, and Xiaopang's refining skills have also improved a lot. During the refining process, a lot of formations were added to strengthen the hardness of the wind copper shell, so the hardness of the wind copper shell should be about one-fifth of the original big iron bell. Even ordinary foundation-building cultivators may not be able to break it, which is considered good.
After a month of boring work, Xiaopang was somewhat bored. After using up all the wind copper, Xiaopang couldn't wait to break out of the barrier, planning to find a beautiful place outside to grill some eyeless fish and Lingru to please himself.
However, before Xiaopang could move, a purple light flashed by, and Hongying came to Xiaopang on a tiger with wings, and said anxiously: "Brother Pang, you finally came out. Come with me, they are about to set off!" After saying that, she pulled Xiaopang to fly with her without saying anything.
Xiaopang had no choice but to summon his own Winged Tiger in mid-air to get rid of Hongying and fly on his own.
While flying, Xiaopang couldn't help but ask curiously: "Junior sister, where are we going?"
"Let's go hunt monsters!" Hong Ying said excitedly, "We must do something big this time?"
"Hunting monsters? Xiaopang never expected this to happen. It was not until Hongying explained it to him that he understood the whole story.
It turned out that as the time for the fight for the Xuanling Fruit approached, the high-level cultivators above were somewhat worried that these inner sect elites had too little combat experience and might suffer in the fight with other cultivators. So they came up with an idea to have them go to the area around Xuantian Courtyard and find some suitable monsters to fight; you know, the inner sect elites are the kind of key protected objects, they don't have to do tasks like the outer sect disciples. All the resources for cultivation, whether it is elixirs, spiritual stones, or magic tools, are all provided to them directly by the sect. Therefore, in this case, the inner sect disciples have very little actual combat experience, and except for sparring with fellow disciples, they have hardly stained their blood.
This time, the fight for the Xuanling Fruit will involve many cultivators from other sects, including some demons. Those guys are ruthless killers. In comparison, the so-called inner sect of Xuantian Villa is like a flower in a greenhouse. If you fight against them like this, you will probably suffer a loss. That's why this monster hunting activity was held. To put it bluntly, it was just a real-life exercise. Let them get familiar with the atmosphere of killing.
Of course, the sect couldn't just blindly throw these treasures into the vast and dangerous land. They specially selected a relatively safe place for these little guys, where there were only the highest level 4 monsters, and the inner sect elites were enough to deal with them. In addition, there were two inner sect disciples who had reached the great perfection of foundation building as babysitters in case of any accidents?
While Xiaopang and Hongying were talking, they arrived at the gathering place for the event, a pavilion on the top of a mountain.
It has to be said that the Cloud-Winged Tiger is so cool. The two of them coming together immediately attracted a lot of people's attention. Even the elite disciples of the inner sect couldn't help but show envious eyes.
Xiaopang knew that he was an outsider and didn't want to cause any more trouble. After arriving at the place, he put away the Cloud-Stepping Tiger and hid in a corner.
As soon as Hongying entered the pavilion, she was immediately surrounded by a group of people, just like the moon surrounded by stars. Although she didn't like these flatterers, after all, they were from the same family, so she couldn't be too indifferent. She could only helplessly accept Xiaopang's helplessness. He just hid aside and watched everything in the pavilion with cold eyes.
There were ten disciples who participated in the competition for the Xuanling Fruit. Nine of them had arrived, and only Shui Jing had not arrived yet. They naturally split into two groups. One group was the inner sect elites, all of whom revolved around Hong Ying and the two shameless guys, the Jade-faced Little White Dragon and the Peerless Sword God. The other group was Xiao Pang himself. Obviously, he defeated Mu Zirong and forcibly snatched the quota, but he was isolated by those people.
Xiao Pang naturally didn't care about this. His attention was already focused on the leaders of this trip, the two cultivators who had reached the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment. Both of them were dressed in green, with flying swords on their backs and magic weapons hanging from their waists. They looked young. They were all outstanding in the inner sect, so they probably had a magic weapon to protect themselves. Obviously, with these two people in charge, as long as nothing unexpected happened, the group should be relatively safe.
At this time, the two foundation-building monks seemed to feel that time was short, so they hurried over and said to everyone, "My fellow disciples, it's getting late, now that we're all here, can we set off?"
"Are all the people here?" Jade-faced Little White Dragon suddenly asked, "Junior Sister Shui Jing hasn't arrived yet?"
"Yes, we won't go anywhere unless Junior Sister Shui Jing comes!" The Unparalleled Sword God also shouted immediately.
"Hehe. One of the foundation-building monks smiled and said, "Junior Brother Shui Jing is still in seclusion and will not participate in this monster hunting. So we are all here now!"
"So that's how it is!" Upon hearing that Shui Jing was not coming, Jade-faced Little White Dragon and Peerless Sword God were a little disappointed, but they still said sensibly: "If that's the case, let's go!"
"That's good! My fellow disciples, please follow us!" After the two foundation-building monks finished speaking, they each mounted their flying swords and flew eastward.
The other nine disciples saw this and flew on their swords. As soon as they flew up, they could see the difference. The strongest foundation-building cultivator was wearing fluttering green clothes and flew very gracefully, looking very relaxed.
Both the Jade-faced Little White Dragon and the Peerless Sword God have magic weapons. The Jade-faced Little White Dragon has a White Dragon Sword. When flying, it is like walking on a dragon, extremely graceful.
The Wushuang Sword of the Wushuang Sword God is a sword box, which is usually carried on his back. When he uses it, it automatically emits invisible sword energy. Therefore, there is no obvious sword light when he flies. It is very strange that he flies alone in the air.
The magic weapons of the two were not low in grade, and their flying speed was fast, which could completely keep pace with the foundation-building cultivators. As for Xiaopang and Hongying, each of them had a cloud-stepping winged tiger, and their speed was not much slower than the four people in front. Only the other disciples were riding magic flying swords, and although their grades were between top grade, they were still not as fast as Xiaopang and others, and could only helplessly fall behind. If the people in front had not slowed down, they would have been left behind long ago?
On the way to the flight, the two foundation-building monks did not forget to tell the destination and precautions of this trip. With their voice transmission, everyone could hear everything clearly even when flying at high altitude.
It turned out that the hunting place they chose this time was a place called Qiancui Mountain, which was more than 20,000 miles away from Xuantian Villa . It was said that the scenery there was very beautiful, with green mountains, dense forests, beautiful lakes and rivers.
The most important thing is that the terrain there is extremely similar to the place where the Xuanling Fruit was fought for. Even the types of monsters hidden there are similar. It is the most cooperative place for training troops.
According to the two foundation-building monks, they will stay there for a month. During this period, they must fight at least one battle with a monster of the same level under the care of the foundation-building monks. The second phase must achieve a perfect victory. If they fail to complete it, they will be punished when they return. Of course, there will be rewards for good performance.
A distance of 20,000 miles would probably take several days for an ordinary Xiantian cultivator, but for this group of inner sect elites, it was just a day's hard work. They set out in the morning and arrived at their destination at dusk.
Of course, traveling such a long distance was a bit of a burden for ordinary innate cultivators. Many people were exhausted after barely reaching the destination. Even the Jade-faced Little White Dragon and the Peerless Sword God were exhausted. However, Xiaopang and Hongying were fine, because they were flying the Stepping Cloud Flying Tiger. They only sat for a day and didn't have to exert much effort. However, the Stepping Cloud Flying Tiger consumed a lot of medium-grade spirit stones, which was a matter of pity.
Fortunately, Xiaopang is a wealthy man, and Hongying, as the only daughter of a couple from the college, is definitely not poor, so they don't care about this little expense.
In addition, the two foundation-building monks were not in any serious trouble. With their strength, 20,000 miles was just a piece of cake. They were very considerate and arranged for the disciples to meditate and rest, while they kept watch for them.
There was no conversation that night. The next morning, everyone who had been meditating and regulating their breathing got up. After a night of practice, their spiritual energy had already recovered. Everyone was rubbing their fists and waiting for the upcoming monster hunting activity.
The two foundation-building monks knew that these young people had lived in the shadow of their elders and had never fought against monsters, so they were eager to try. They understood the disciples' eagerness, so they didn't say much nonsense. After everyone washed up, they took everyone to fly slowly into the depths of the forest.
As they walked, they explained to everyone what kinds of monsters there were in the mountains and forests here, what characteristics these monsters had, various precautions, etc.
It was obvious that this was not the first time for the two foundation-building monks to do this kind of work. Their explanations were detailed and their language was humorous. After listening to them, not only did everyone feel relieved, but they benefited a lot from it.
The group slowly walked forward for more than an hour, and suddenly, the two foundation-building monks stopped at the same time. One of them turned around and said with a smile: "There is a little guy in front, very suitable for you to practice. I wonder who wants to be the first to come?"
"I'll do it. I'll do it!" The people who had been waiting impatiently shouted as soon as they heard it. Seeing this, another monk hurriedly said, "How about this, whoever can tell the type and location of that fellow first will make the first move!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Jade-faced Little White Dragon sneered, "How difficult is that? That's a level 4 demon beast, the Seven-Colored Poison Widow, right?"
"Huh?" After hearing this, everyone was shocked. They didn't notice anything, but this kid got there first. This was really beyond everyone's expectation. Seeing everyone's expressions, the Jade-faced Little White Dragon couldn't help but feel proud. But after the foundation-building cultivator was stunned for a moment, he immediately realized: "Ah, I understand, there is a white dragon spirit in your white dragon sword, which can greatly enhance spiritual awareness, so your current spiritual awareness range is about the same as ours, so you can detect it!"
"Ha, so that's how it is!" Everyone suddenly realized what was going on. At the same time, they were extremely disdainful of the Jade-faced Little White Dragon's mysterious behavior.
The Jade-faced Little White Dragon was exposed, and he was furious. He wanted to say something, but unexpectedly, the other party didn't give him a chance at all, and directly said: "I have said before, since you found it, then this first battle will be carried out by you!"
After hearing this, the Jade-faced Little White Dragon immediately forgot his previous unhappiness and said happily, "No problem, leave it to me!"
After saying that, the Jade-faced Little White Dragon flew up on his sword and turned into a stream of light shooting forward. Everyone hurriedly followed to watch.