Chapter 270: Qu Jingque
He Miaomiao tried her best to hide her breath, and carefully followed the direction shown on the map, walking in the fluorescent grassland.
She didn't dare to gallop, lest she step on the wrong territory and provoke the demon beasts to attack her.
It's okay to be close to the periphery of the riverbank, there are some first-order demon beasts inside, at most, if you encounter the early stage of the second order, you won't be in any danger if you are on guard against each other and dodge it.
When it comes to the inner perimeter, it is really difficult to move an inch.
I walked too slowly, and for nine days, I couldn't reach the steep slope leading to the pool.
He Miaomiao stood on the dividing line shown on the map, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he found two one-horned wolves in the early stage of the second order on the path that he had to pass, and farther away, there was a female cultivator of the same rank lurking.
The nun also sensed her presence, raised her eyes and nodded at her in a gesture of friendship, and almost at the same time, the two attacked the two unicorns, one left and one right.
The nun sacrificed the spirit flag, suspended above her head and shook lightly, and the yellow spiritual energy gushed out, forming four or five human shapes, and pounced fiercely on the giant wolf that jumped over.
The white light on He Miaomiao's body flashed, and the broken star was extremely transparent in the night, and he couldn't see the attack clearly, but with an extremely strong air current, he tossed off the fur of the other wolf by half.
The giant wolf grinned and let out a low roar, his gray fur shook, his four paws kicked fiercely, and he pounced towards He Miaomiao with his mouth wide open.
The shattered star instantly condensed into a short sword, three of which shot directly into the mouth of the giant wolf, and the remaining six drew a mysterious trajectory in the air according to the "Firmament Decision", and the aura instantly soared, and the power was even higher!
The white light wrapped the body of the jumping wolf, blood splattered in all directions, wolf hair flew everywhere, and He Miaomiao rolled on the grass and dodged its attack, which angered the giant wolf even more.
It howled and spread throughout the grassland, and He Miaomiao was not good at screaming, so he immediately accelerated his attack.
As soon as she made a move, it was a killing move, and so did the female cultivator, if she couldn't quickly deal with the demon beast in front of her, the sound of the battle would soon attract the beast herd or the monk.
But the one-horned wolf has lived here for many years, and it is a grassland demon beast, and it has an advantage over them in attack and concealment, and it has fought fiercely for a while again, and it has always been up and down.
He Miaomiao saw that the giant wolf was howling again, so he made a decision first, and while it was wide open, he didn't hesitate to sacrifice a third-order sword qi talisman and punched it into the bloody mouth with a wave of his hand.
Seeing this, the female cultivator also took out the sword qi talisman, and almost at the same time, she moved up the qi method and flew back towards the inner perimeter with He Miaomiao.
The sword qi sealed in the Jindan period was formless and substantial, but with terrifying coercion, it immediately suppressed the two giant wolves, and there was no longer the power to attack.
The fierce sword qi scurried around their bodies, and before they even let out a howl, they were shattered into their internal organs and completely lost their vitality.
He Miaomiao and the female cultivator respectively plucked off the single horn on the giant wolf's head before galloping towards the distance.
"My name is Qu Jingque, I am a disciple of the Yin Yang Sect, how do you call a fellow Daoist?"
He Miaomiao replied politely, and had already guessed in her heart that this person was probably the same sister as the son of luck, Qu Mingciao.
Qu Jingque obviously didn't know the map of this place, and walked with He Miaomiao for a while, and saw that she seemed to have a way to be found in the grassland, so he couldn't help but ask:
"He Daoyou, but the Scattered Cultivation Exchange has sent a map?"
He Miaomiao didn't hide it either, and nodded at her.
"Then I'm stained with the light of a fellow Daoist. Qu Jingque's face was pretty, and he smiled, like a warm sun in winter. She was cheerful and enthusiastic, and the two quickly started chatting.
He Miaomiao didn't inquire about Qu Mingciao's news, she was not interested in killing these two people, even if she was a little curious, it was not good to ask for information about the people of the family abruptly.
Qu Jingque was undefended, like a lark all the way, chattering a lot about the customs of the East China Sea, as well as some things about her family.
The Qu family occupies a small island alone, with the elders of the gods in charge, and no one dares to provoke them in the East China Sea. Half of the clansmen will worship the Yin-Yang Sect. After Qu Jingque measured the spiritual root at the age of five, he entered the sect to cultivate.
This was the first time she had returned to Daland, and there was some excitement in her words. She seems to be well protected by the family, and her heart is a little natural and simple, and after getting acquainted with He Miaomiao, she has never stopped talking all the way.
When the two of them reached the end of the grassland, the fluorescence on the tip of the grass had already dissipated, and the morning mist rose hazy in the secret realm, shrouding the downhill road in a pale white.
"Go down from here and cross the river, follow the cold water on the right to reach the lotus pond. ”
He Miaomiao stood on the top of the steep slope, explained the route to Qu Jingque, and motioned for her to take the first step.
The disciples of the Yin Yang Sect did not all have a good impression of loose cultivation, and if they had a dispute when they arrived at the destination, she and Qu Jingque would be embarrassed.
"Then I'll go first!" Qu Jingque naturally knew her kindness, took out a spiritual talisman, handed it to her, and said:
"This is our unique second-order super-grade poison avoidance talisman, if you practice in a place where poison and miasma are abundant, you can stick it on your body to protect against all kinds of poisons. However, it can only maintain two sticks of incense, and I ask He Daoyou not to dislike it. ”
"It's too expensive for me to take. When He Miaomiao heard that the Qu family was unique, he knew that this talisman was precious and rare, so he quickly refused to ask for it.
Qu Jingque's love of leading the way in a straight way must be returned, and he ran downhill after stuffing it into her hand, as if someone was chasing and killing, and there was no trace in the blink of an eye, which made He Miaomiao cry and laugh.
After repairing in place for a while, the spiritual power was restored to saturation, and the surrounding morning fog had also dissipated.
He Miaomiao walked down the steep slope and soon came to the shore of the waterhole.
The river above rushed down, rumbling into the pool. He Miaomiao walked along the shore path for half a pillar of incense, only to see a cold and a summer water split.
Where she was, it was on the shore of the hot mist.
Looking at the turbulent and bottomless river, He Miaomiao dispelled the idea of swimming over. By the time she had finished cutting down a tree and tying it into a raft, it was already dark.
There were still five days before the secret realm was closed, and she didn't want to waste any more time, so she quickly threw the raft into the water while it was still dark, and used her spiritual power and divine sense to grab the grass on the opposite bank, pulling the raft to prevent it from being swept away by the torrent.
The simple and scattered raft had almost been washed away several times, and by the time it came ashore without danger, only six of the nine logs remained.
This river bank is bordered by hot water on the left and cold water on the right, and the fog is thick and humid in the alternation of hot and cold. He Miaomiao had just dried her wet dress, and after walking for a while, she was covered with moisture.
She walked slowly, and her divine sense searched the ground for spiritual plants unique to this place--- cold and summer grass.
Although the Ascending Pill is only a second-order elixir, it can improve the purity of the spiritual root, and it is very sought-after among low-level monks, and it is more expensive than the condensate pill that assists the elixir.
Since the cold and summer grass only grows on the banks of the cold and summer rivers, it is only a batch of ascending elixirs every 500 years.
Everywhere He Miaomiao's divine sense passed, there were silt and weeds, thinking of the footprints here, most of them had already passed by, the monk had always liked to pluck the feathers of geese, and she naturally couldn't find anything when she walked behind.
Just as she was about to speed up, her consciousness suddenly spotted a cold summer grass wrapped in silt and hidden in the weeds on the shore near the summer water.