Wang Changsheng smiled sinisterly and said: "You don't have to be too sad, I will send you young couple to reunite right now!"
After saying that, he gently held his palm, and the endless spiritual energy of heaven and earth quickly gathered into his hand, forming a golden ball of light. When he pushed towards Guo Huai, the ball of light flew towards him with great energy.
Guo Huai was heartbroken at the moment. He was not looking at Wang Changsheng, but lowered his head and gently wiped the blood from the corner of Shiyun's mouth.
"Bang!"
Just when the light ball was about to hit Guo Huai, a green light shot from the distance and collided with Wang Changsheng's light ball.
The next moment, a familiar figure stood in front of Guo Huai.
It's Wen Mingyue, she's finally here.
Wen Mingyue turned to look at Shiyun and found that Shiyun was dying. She quickly took out a pill and stuffed it into Shiyun's mouth.
Then she glared at Wang Changsheng and shouted: "Wang Changsheng, do you dare to kill my disciple?"
The moment Wang Changsheng saw Wen Mingyue, he knew that it would be difficult to kill Guo Huai today. He was not afraid of Wen Mingyue and said coldly: "So what if I kill your apprentice? He also killed my apprentice? A life in exchange for one." It’s your life!”
A turquoise long sword appeared in front of Wen Mingyue, and the aura of heaven and earth from dozens of miles around crazily poured into the sword. The turquoise long sword suddenly glowed brightly, and the terrifying aura became heavier and heavier.
Wang Changsheng was not to be outdone here. He also held a long sword in his hand, which condensed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. All the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles was drained by the two of them.
When their swords had accumulated enough spiritual energy, they turned into two rays of light and collided with each other.
"Bang!"
The collision of the flying swords produced a huge spiritual explosion, and a deep pit several kilometers wide was blasted out of the hard ground. The agitated spiritual energy caused gravel and dust to sputter to the west.
The two god-transformation stage monks in the Qiyue Zongshan Gate made a big move, instantly alarming the other god-transformation stage monks and ancestors in the integration stage inside the gate.
Just after the two flying swords collided and exploded, three ancestors in the integration stage appeared on the scene, followed by seven monks in the transformation stage.
When they saw the messy scene, the murderous intent revealed by Xi Mu relative to each other, and the dying poetry in Guo Huai's arms, they basically understood what was going on.
This was because of the junior's reasons, which caused a conflict between the two monks in the sect's transformation stage.
In the middle, Nangong Yao, a monk in the integration stage with white beard and hair, said with a sinister look on his face: "Come to the meeting hall with me. Don't be embarrassed here!"
The violent explosion of Qi Yuezong also attracted many disciples to come and watch. Naturally, it would have a bad impact if it spread out.
Wen Mingyue and Wang Changsheng said nothing. They both followed the crowd to the meeting hall without saying a word.
A middle-aged monk who clearly exuded a terrifying aura waved his hand and all the scattered rubble flew back, filling the huge pit in an instant.
The middle-aged monk reached out and touched it, and the entire ground returned to its original state, as if the previous deep pit did not exist.
Is this the power of the monks in the integration stage?
Turning your hands over becomes clouds, turning over your hands becomes rain. This simple song is so terrifying.
The monk in the integration stage glanced at Shi Yun and couldn't help but sigh: "Such a good seedling cannot die like this!"
He saw a yellow light coming out of his hand and entering Shen Yun's body. Guo Huai could clearly feel that Shi Yun's body had improved a bit. Although his face was still as pale as paper, his breathing was much calmer.
Guo Huai said gratefully: "Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative!"
The monk in the integration stage didn't care and just said: "You guys should follow me there too!"
A gentle force dragged Guo Huai and Shi Yun to fly towards the Qiyue Sect's meeting hall, and in an instant the two of them were taken over by the integration stage monks.
Guo Huai held Shi Yun and waited outside the door for a moment. Wen Mingyue came out with a cold face. She stretched out her hand to wrap Shi Yun with spiritual power, turned around and re-entered the meeting hall.
"Sect Master, you must save Shiyun!"
Wen Mingyue's face did not have the coldness of the past, only a look of pleading. The leader of the Qiyue Sect was the previous integration-stage monk Nangong Yao with white beard and hair.
"Shiyun has the best wood spirit root, a nine-foot-tall talent, and the minimum achievement in the future is the integration stage. She carries the future of the sect."
All the monks present at the stage of spiritual transformation were shocked. This is the top spiritual root talent in the world of immortality. As long as everything goes well, it is not impossible to practice to the Mahayana stage and transcend tribulations and ascend to the immortal world.
Such fairy seedlings are indeed the future of a sect. Mahayana monks have a life span of 20,000 years.
Having such an existence can ensure that the sect can sit back and relax for nearly 20,000 years.
Nangong Yao is a late-stage integration monk and the leader of the Qiyue Sect. He is now nine thousand years old. In the last thousand years, he does not feel that he can break through to the Mahayana stage.
The other two fusion-stage monks in the sect are both middle-stage fusion monks, and the youngest one is seven thousand years old. If no new fusion-stage monks appear in the next three thousand years, Qiyue Sect as the top sect will be in danger.
No matter what their purpose is, they want to save the poetry.
Nangong Yao first vented his anger on Wang Changsheng, saying that he almost ruined the future of the sect. After he vented his anger, he came back to comfort Wen Mingyue.
"Don't worry, I will work hard to save Shiyun."
He put his hand on Shiyun's forehead to check Shiyun's injury. After a moment, he shook his head helplessly.
Guo Huai looked at Nangong Yao nervously, was there really no hope?
After a while, Nangong Yao finally said: "Shi Yun's Dantian spiritual veins and internal organs have been seriously damaged. I'm afraid it will be difficult to cure with ordinary medicine!"
Wen Mingyue heard a glimmer of hope in Nangong Yao's words and asked, "Does that mean there are medicines that can cure Shiyun?"
A cultivator in the transformation stage also said next to him: "Master, just tell me if you have any method! We will just find a way to find it!"
Nangong Yao scolded him: "What do you know? If it was easy to do it, I would still use you to tell me!"
"I once got a pill recipe. It was a ninth-level pill recipe called Good Fortune Mending Heaven Pill!"
"This elixir can bring the dead back to life. No matter how seriously injured you are, as long as you still have breath, even broken limbs can be regenerated. It's amazing!"
"However, the required materials are very difficult to find. It has taken me so many years to collect all the auxiliary materials, but the five core materials inside can't be found."
Guo Huai looked at Nangong Yao with piercing eyes, only to hear Nangong Yao slowly say: "These five core materials for alchemy are the Mahayana plant-type monsters representing wood, and the leaves containing the original power."
"Dragon blood ganoderma representing fire."
"The golden sun dragon pattern fruit represents gold."
"Yin Ling Han Shui represents water."
"The chalcedony flower represents earth."
