65: Master Bingli Accepts a DiscipleMurong Yunmeng never thought that one day she would hear words that would make her heart skip a beat. It was like a warm current flowing slowly in my heart, warming up my already cold body little by little.
There were some moisture in the corners of her eyes. She hadn't shed tears since her mother passed away.
But today, she is very happy.
"Mingyi, thank you for understanding me and being willing to believe me! Didn't I tell you that you are my first friend since I came here?"
Luo Mingyi looked at Murong Yunmeng with tears in her eyes and was deeply moved.
"Silly Yunmeng, let's go back to the sect!"
The two were about to leave when two men with fierce looks on their faces appeared in the distance and ran towards them.
"Oh no! They are catching up!" Murong Yunmeng and Luo Mingyi hurriedly waved their hands and put the snow ginseng fruits and snow ginseng trees into their respective storage bags.
Murong Yunmeng was anxious, "Mingyi, let's run! One of them is at the sixth level of Qi Linkage, and the other is at the fifth level. We can't defeat them at all!"
Luo Mingyi understood, and a dozen talismans appeared in his hand. He gave half of them to Murong Yunmeng.
"escape!"
Zhao Jiang and the other man, who were far away, saw the two of them holding the talismans in their hands, and immediately raised their swords and swung out two sharp sword auras.
The two sword energies came extremely fast, and it still took Luo Mingyi and the others a split second to activate the talisman.
"Yunmeng, you go first! I have a plan to escape!" Luo Mingyi stopped activating the earth escape talisman, held the spirit sword in his hand, and blocked the two sword energies.
"No, I won't let you stay alone, let's go together!"
Murong Yunmeng also withdrew his hand and swung the sword over.
Of the two of them, Murong Yunmeng is at the fourth level of Qi Chaining, and Luo Mingyi is at the third level of Qi Chaining on the surface, but in fact, she has already reached the fourth level of Qi Chaining, and her real strength is more than that.
With this period of time to block the way, Zhao Jiang and the other man quickly rushed to a place not far from them.
"What do you mean, fellow Taoists? A sneak attack is not what a reputable sect would do. Moreover, our brothers from the sect will soon be here. If you don't leave, don't blame us for being ruthless!"
Luo Mingyi said loudly with a stern face. Although she was a little girl no more than eight or nine years old, her serious and cold face showed that she was a bit fierce but restrained.
"Humph! You dare to speak so arrogantly at such a young age? I think your so-called senior brother will not come!"
Zhao Jiang and the other man had murderous looks in their eyes and were about to chop at the two of them with their swords!
Luo Mingyi held three first-level intermediate fireball talismans in his hands behind him, and before they rushed up, he had already begun to silently use his spiritual power to activate them.
"Hurry!" Luo Mingyi suddenly raised his hand and shook his wrist. The three fireball talismans swelled in the wind and turned into three huge burning fireballs, rushing towards Zhao Jiang and the others!
The two men snorted coldly, showing no fear at all. He quickly made hand gestures and instantly formed a thick earth wall, which was just enough to keep the three fireballs outside the wall.
But this time, the talisman that Luo Mingyi took out was a first-level intermediate fireball talisman. The power of one talisman was comparable to a blow from a mid-stage Chain Qi cultivator.
Seeing this, Luo Mingyi sacrificed the three first-level intermediate ice arrow talismans that he had just activated.
Murong Yunmeng was not idle either. He kept waving the magic sword in his hand, and sword energy kept attacking the two people opposite.
But such an attack can only lead to a stalemate, but the talisman will eventually run out.
After Luo Mingyi threw the last first-level intermediate ice arrow talisman in his hand, he could only take out a first-level primary talisman with much lower power.
But the power of these talismans was limited and posed no danger to the two of them.
Zhao Jiang smiled contemptuously at the two of them, he took two steps back, and the other man immediately took two steps forward, waving his sword continuously. Luo Mingyi and Murong Yunmeng wanted to take this opportunity to escape, but this man didn't give them any chance at all!
Luo Mingyi waved his sword to block while paying attention to Zhao Jiang's every move.
"Oh no, he looks like he's going to cast some powerful spell!" Luo Mingyi said loudly.
Zhao Jiang retreated to the back, practicing spiritual spells in his hands and muttering something, and a huge golden sword gradually took shape!
"This... is the Golden Sword Technique! This is a high-level spell!" Even Murong Yunmeng, who was always cold and aloof, couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Since you recognize me, you might as well surrender early and save yourself from suffering!" Zhao Jiang said with a proud smile and a beaming look on his face.
At this moment, a woman's voice sounded like thunder.
"Who are you two? How dare you hurt a disciple of Danxia Xianzong? Are you tired of living?"
As soon as the words fell, an invisible pressure came over them, and the four of them suddenly felt as if they had fallen into an icy cave. The blood in their bodies seemed to have stopped flowing, as if it was about to freeze!
This, what is going on?
My legs were weak, but I couldn't move at all. I could only stand there straight!
But it only took a moment for Luo Mingyi and Murong Yunmeng to recover, and the tidal-like pressure receded in an instant. The two of them gasped for breath, looking in astonishment at a woman in white who was slowly descending from the sky.
She has a beautiful face and a temperament as elegant as orchid, but she exudes a cold aura that makes people afraid to approach her.
Luo Mingyi suddenly remembered the implication of the words of the woman in white just now. Maybe she was also a member of the Danxia Immortal Sect.
She pulled Murong Yunmeng and immediately bowed respectfully to the woman in white, "Outer disciple Luo Mingyi, outer disciple Murong Yunmeng, greet the Grandmaster!"
The woman in white glanced at the two of them, lingered on Murong Yunmeng for a moment, then turned to look at Zhao Jiang and the other man who were already kneeling beside them.
With a casual wave of his hand, the sword energy flashed, and Zhao Jiang and the other man were separated from their bodies, and fell to the ground with a bang.
This was the first time that Luo Mingyi witnessed the combat power of high-level cultivators. It was so strong that he could take the heads of two men with just a casual sword strike without any effort.
"These two people's storage bags are given to you." The woman in white turned around, looked at the two of them, and said lightly.
"Thank you, Master!"
The two of them had just bowed their heads when suddenly, the woman in white came in front of Murong Yunmeng. Luo Mingyi's instinctive reaction was to protect her, and without hesitation, he blocked Murong Yunmeng with the sword in his hand.
"What are you doing! Put away your sword!" The woman in white frowned, looking slightly displeased. It has been a long time since anyone dared to point a sword at her!
Luo Mingyi quickly realized that this was an inappropriate move and hurriedly put away his sword.
"Your name is Murong Yunmeng?" the woman in white turned and looked at Murong Yunmeng and asked.
"Yes, Master."
At this moment, the woman in white grabbed Murong Yunmeng's wrist, and an extremely cold spiritual power rushed into her body.
"Gold, wood, and water spiritual roots, no... this is an ice spiritual body!"