Chapter 43

After stealing Wang Xiuyuan's Yuanjing, Wen Qiao and Ning Yuzhou quickly forgot about him and continued to practice in the mountains.

Now they have been in Cangwu Mountain for nearly two months.

After nearly two months of training, the twenty Hidden Scale Guards have undergone earth-shaking changes. Their cultivation bases have broken through to the Primordial Martial Realm one after another. The practitioner strikes.

Wen Qiao's cultivation has also been promoted to the peak of Yuanming Realm, and there are faint signs of breaking through again.

Worrying that her cultivation would grow too fast would cause her mood to become unstable, Ning Yuzhou asked her to temporarily suppress her cultivation and condense for a while.

Wen Qiao was very obedient and didn't force a breakthrough, everything just happened.

In contrast, Ning Yuzhou has not changed much, he is still the cultivation base of Yuan Yujing, he has crossed a small realm, and now he is in the middle stage of Yuan Yujing. Weak scum.

Ning Yuzhou didn't care either, and still practiced and made pills step by step, without showing any impatience.

On this day, Wen Qiao brought Wen Tutu and a little monkey to a cliff.

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking down, she could see a spiritual tree growing from the gap between the mountains. The whole cliff was brightly lit. Only this spiritual tree was particularly eye-catching. There was a bird's nest on the branch of the spiritual tree. , the owner of the nest is not here at this time.

"Is it here?" Wen Qiao asked.

The little monkey clambered on her shoulders, looked down, and chirped at her.

After getting a positive answer, Wen Qiao glanced down again and said, "This golden-winged flame eagle often robs you of your spiritual fruit, and also takes away the little spirit monkey, so you want me to kill it?"

The little monkey chirped a few times and looked at her with watery eyes.

Wen Qiao snorted, "Okay, then beat him up, not to death."

After making an agreement with the little monkey, Wen Qiao threw out the stone golden python whip. The stone-gold whip was wrapped around a raised stone on the edge of the cliff. She pulled the whip and jumped off the cliff.

Little Linghou and Wen Tutu quickly grabbed her shoulders to avoid being blown away by the wind.

Wen Qiao jumped down lightly, her slender body like a feather, leaping in mid-air, calmly.

The golden whip quickly grew longer, and Wen Qiao grabbed the whip and steadily slid down the cliff wall, finally arriving in front of the spiritual tree on the cliff wall. Seeing that he was about to arrive, Wen Qiao jumped again, kicking on a slender branch of the spiritual tree, the branch bent into a string, Wen Qiao took advantage of the rebounding force, and jumped forward, and the person had fallen steadily below. bird's nest.

The bird's nest was very large, with a few hard golden feathers falling from it, which was obviously made by the golden-winged flame eagle.

Wen Qiao came to look for the golden-winged flame eagle this time because of the entrustment of the spirit monkeys. It is said that the golden-winged flame eagle often snatch their spiritual fruit, and even occasionally took the little spirit monkey as food when the food was lacking. hateful. However, this kind of thing often happens. Monster beasts generally have their own territory. Unless they have to, they rarely go out of bounds to hunt. The spirit monkeys know the ability of the golden-winged flame eagle, and they don't want Wen Qiao to kill it.

Secondly, Wen Qiao also wanted to find someone to fight. After hearing about this golden-winged flame eagle, he decided to come and fight it.

The golden-winged flame eagle was not there, Wen Qiao walked around the spirit tree, and soon finished inspecting the environment near the bird's nest.

This spiritual tree growing between the cliffs is extraordinarily lush, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and among the green leaves are hanging red spiritual fruits. Although it is not a high-grade spiritual fruit tree, it has a strong fruit fragrance and sufficient spiritual energy, which is particularly attractive. .

The little spirit monkey couldn't wait to pick a few spirit fruits, handed one to Wen Qiao and Wen Tutu, and put one in his mouth.

Wen Qiao took the spirit fruit, one person, one rabbit and one monkey tasted the spirit fruit first, and they all thought it was pretty good.

After eating the spirit fruit, Wen Qiao found a place to hide around the spirit tree, and by the way, he took away his breath, assimilated with the spirit tree, and waited for the hunting golden-winged flame carving to return.

Wen Qiao waited for about two hours, and finally saw the golden-winged flame eagle returning from hunting.

A black shadow appeared on the horizon, and a long cry came from far away, and it was known that the golden-winged flame sculptor had returned.

Hearing the cry of the natural enemy, the little spirit monkey's hair exploded, and he didn't care to eat the spirit fruit, so he quickly hid behind Wen Qiao.

Wen Tutu was calm, took out a panacea from his gullet, licked it calmly, and watched the golden-winged flame eagle that flew back to the nest while licking it.

This golden-winged flame eagle is a fifth-order monster with golden chestnut feathers. When viewed from a distance, it seems to have metallic luster flowing. Its mouth, toes and claws are pure gold. , casts a huge shadow in the air, flies extremely fast, and is the sky overlord in this area.

The golden-winged flame sculpture landed on the spiritual tree, and when the wings were closed, a gust of wind blew, and the leaves rang in clusters.

Wen Qiao, who was hiding on the side, was almost blown away by the gust of wind, so she quickly grabbed the tree trunk beside her and stared at the golden-winged flame eagle quietly.

The golden-winged flame eagle did not find that there was an intruder hiding near its nest. It had just eaten and drank, and lazily combed its feathers with its mouth, which was very comfortable.

Wen Qiao quietly approached the Golden Winged Flame Sculpture.

When it was still a few feet away from the golden-winged flame eagle, the golden-winged flame eagle still did not find the intruder, and carefully combed its feathers. Wen Qiao saw the opportunity and slammed towards it, hanging on the back of the Golden Winged Flame Eagle, swung Bai Nen's fists, and punched the back of the Golden Winged Flame Eagle fiercely.

"Ah-"

A shrill cry sounded, and the golden-winged flame eagle was smashed by the tender and domineering fist, and the whole eagle fell on the nest. It struggled violently, spread its wings, and wanted to throw the guy who attacked from behind.

However, at this time, not only was a powerful human being hung on its back, tightly strangling its neck and punching it, there was also a small rabbit squatting on its head, which lit up. Its rabbit paws began to shave bird feathers.

Shaving or something is Sniff Tutu's favorite.

It's obviously a rabbit, and it should like to dig holes, but it has many habits that are not in line with rabbits.

The little spirit monkey hid aside and shivered. After shaking for a while, he found that the golden-winged flame eagle was held and beaten by Wen Qiao and Wen Tutu. He couldn't get rid of them no matter how he swayed them. With big watery eyes, he watched one person and one rabbit abuse the eagle.

The feathers flew horizontally, and the beautiful golden-winged flame eagle soon turned into a bald eagle.

The shrill cry continued for a while before it stopped. The golden-winged flame eagle spread its wings and lay in the bird's nest, looking like a lifeless lover, and at the same time expressing its surrender to Wen Qiao.

It should be what it should be.

At this moment, the mood of the golden-winged flame eagle was in sync with the white-bellied tarantula who was beaten by Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao jumped down from behind it, picked up the feathers stained with blood on the ground, and picked out the beautiful ones.

These feathers are very good materials for refining, and they can be given to her husband.

The little monkey jumped out and happily helped her pick up the feathers dropped by the golden-winged flame eagle.

After doing this, Wen Qiao went to pick some ripe spiritual fruits from the spiritual tree, then threw out the stone golden python whip, climbed on the stone between the cliffs, and quickly rushed up, leaving the nest of the golden-winged flame carvings.

Back on the cliff, Wen Qiao wrapped the Shijin Python whip around his waist, stroked the slightly messy clothes on his body, and left the cliff, preparing to go back to the valley.

On the way back, when Wen Qiao passed by a stalagmite forest, she suddenly saw a woman in pink rushing out of the stalagmite forest in embarrassment. The stalagmites behind her seemed to be shaking and shuttled among the stalagmites.

When the woman in pink saw Wen Qiao, she was overjoyed. She immediately smashed the thing in her hand towards Wen Qiao and shouted, "This fellow Taoist, please help."

Wen Qiao threw out the stone-gold python whip without hesitation, threw back the thing thrown by the woman in pink, and quickly backed away.

The thing smashed directly on the face of the pink-clothed woman, the juice splashed everywhere, and a piece of stony condensate quickly condensed on her face, forming a strong contrast with the surrounding white and tender skin, which was rather strange.

"Haw." The little monkey called out.

Wen Qiao's expression moved slightly, and she suddenly realized that what the woman in pink threw was stalagmite milk, an excellent alchemy material. However, this stalagmite milk is very rare. It takes ten years to condense a drop, and only one drop in a hundred years. There is also a group of stalagmite rats guarding around the stalagmite milk. Every time there are thousands of them, it is very scary to provoke them.

Sure enough, Wen Qiao soon saw the group of stalagmite rats chasing after him.

The woman in pink glared at Wen Qiao angrily, running towards her with the idea that you would be unlucky if you refused to help.

When Wen Qiao ignored her, she turned around and ran, and with the help of the monkey, she copied the path and got rid of the pink-clad woman behind her in a few strokes.

When the woman in pink found out that she had escaped, her eyes were split with hatred, but the stalagmite rats behind her became furious when they smelled the stalagmite milk on her body, and they chased after her.

A stalagmite rat took advantage of the body of its companions, jumped up, threw herself on the pink-clad woman's back, tore her clothes abruptly, and gnawed off a piece of meat on her shoulder.

"what"

The woman in pink screamed.

She was so drenched in cold sweat that she almost fell to the ground, but she didn't dare to stop. When she stopped, thousands of stalagmite rats rushed over, each grabbing a piece of meat, enough to bite her to death.

The woman in pink quickly put the magic pill into her mouth, activated the magic talisman, and smashed it behind her.

The magic talisman exploded, killing many stalagmite rats, but more stalagmite rats rushed over one by one because of the death of their companions, the smell of blood was irritating, and they became more and more violent.

After a while, the pink-clothed woman's back was dripping with blood, and she was bitten by an unknown number of pieces, revealing bone-like injuries.

Fortunately, when the woman in pink was about to lose her hold, several male cultivators appeared.

The male cultivators quickly stepped forward to surround and suppress the group of stalagmite rats. After spending some time, they finally wiped out all the maddened stalagmite rats. The corpses were spread all over the ground, and the smell of blood permeated the surroundings.

A male cultivator helped the injured woman in pink, "Junior Sister Mu!"

The woman in pink looked at the man holding her with tears in her eyes, and cried out in grievance, "Senior brother, I hurt so much..."

Mu Ziming looked at the junior sister who had a weak breath in her arms, and quickly fed her a few healing elixir. She found a layer of stalagmite lotion on her face, and frowned, "How did it happen? Junior sister, what about stalagmite milk? "

After taking the elixir, Mu Shan's face became much better, and she said angrily, "Senior brother, it's all that little bitch..."

This time, picking stalagmite milk, according to the plan, they will lead the group of stalagmite milk away, let Mu Shan secretly take it away, and then meet outside the stalagmite forest. The original plan was good, but when Mu Shan escaped, another group of stalagmite rats came chasing her. They managed to get rid of the stalagmite rats and found Mu Shan, but the stalagmite milk was unexpectedly smashed.

According to Mu Shan's plan, the stalagmite rat was chasing after her, and she fled very embarrassedly. When she saw a female cultivator passing by outside the stalagmite forest, she wanted to lead the way, and gave the stalagmite milk to her first, so that the stalagmite rat would change. The target, and then she found her brother and went to grab the stalagmite milk together.

As for whether the nun was killed by a stalagmite rat, what does it matter to her?

After listening to Mu Shan's description, Mu Ziming narrowed her shrewd eyes slightly.

Mu Shan said angrily, "Senior brother, you must find that little bitch and avenge me."

Mu Ziming's face was a little ugly, and he wasted a lot of effort and missed the stalagmite milk. No one was in a bad mood, but he still comforted: "This is natural, that female cultivator should also come to Cangwu Mountain to experience. When she gets to her, she will definitely avenge her junior sister."

***

Wen Qiao returned to the site of the monkeys, and saw Ning Yuzhou sitting under the monkey tree alchemy, surrounded by restrictions, and the monkeys watched eagerly around the restrictions.

Seeing her come back, he showed a soft smile and quickly collected the pill. Danxiang was trapped in the restraint and did not drift away.

"Anu is back, is there any injury?"

"No, it's fine."

Wen Qiao said, sat next to him, took a sip of the spirit wine sent by the little spirit monkey, and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment.

Then, how she would ambush the golden-winged flame eagle, how she would talk to Wen Tutu carefully about how it beat him up, and by the way, she mentioned the pink-clad woman she met while passing through the stalagmite forest, and what she did matter.

"She obviously wants to bring misfortune to the east, but I'm not as good as her." When she said this, Wen Qiao had a cold and pretty face.

Although she is simple and has no experience in getting along with people, she has understood many dark and injustices in the cultivation world under the guidance of Ning Yuzhou these days. Let her succeed.

Ning Yuzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, pondered for a while, and said, "We've been here for a long time, it's time to leave."

"Want to leave?"

Wen Qiao thought about it for a while, but didn't object.

After deciding to leave Cangwu Mountain, Wen Qiao said goodbye to the spirit monkey and the white-bellied tarantula. They were leaving, and they didn't need to go to the spirit grass in the future.

Hearing the news, the monkeys chirped and cried out, very reluctant.

The long legs of the white-bellied tarantula moved, and he resolutely decided to grab another high-level spirit grass and exchange it for more Bilingdan.

Compared with the white-bellied tarantulas, the spirit monkeys are much simpler. They understand that they don't know when they can see each other again, so they gave all the spirit wine they brewed to Wen Qiao. The old monkey king jumped to the side. He scolded non-stop, but did not dare to stop it. When Wen Qiao distributed the elixir, he secretly gave Wen Qiao the water cloud fruit that he was reluctant to eat.

After accepting the spirit wine of the spirit monkeys and a plant of Aesculus ganoderma snatched by the white-bellied tarantula, Wen Qiao exchanged Biling Dan for them at the value of the spirit grass, and finally said goodbye to these monsters.

Then, they left the small valley and went to Cangwu Mountain.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down.

In Cangwu Mountain, the difficulty in descending the mountain refers to the monsters encountered along the way. When passing through their territory, it is good that they do not encounter them head-on.

For Wen Qiao, if he dares to block the road, he will face it and see who has just beaten who!

Without needing to take action from the hidden scale guards, Wen Qiao beat up those monsters who were blocking the way, and hurriedly gave way, not daring to stop them any more.

They descended the mountain smoothly.