MTL - Be a Salted Fish In the Harem Text-Chapter 30 030

After the tide of demons broke out, Taoist disciples guarded this place, so although there are countless demons here, their level of cultivation is not too high, and they can be easily dealt with with the cultivation base of the golden core period.

Along the way, the two also saw a lot of demons, but before those demons rushed over, they were ruthlessly beheaded by Wen Qingchou, and Mu Sheng was also happy to relax. Her clothes fluttered briskly in the wind, and her eyes were turning left and right, trying to find special herbs in this special place.

Wen Qingchou promised that Mu Sheng would take care of her, and kill the demons first, but when she saw Mu Sheng's relaxed appearance, her expression became a little weird. As soon as the weapon was put away, he turned around to stare at Mu Sheng, and asked, "Why didn't Junior Sister draw her sword?"

Mu Sheng met her gaze, and said confidently, "I don't want to."

Wen Qingchou pursed her lips, and said: "Are you still going to go out of tune and repair one?"

Mu Sheng glanced at her, and asked back, "Isn't it appropriate?"

She choked on Wen Qingchou, nodded slowly and said, "it's appropriate."

The two kept walking along the mountain path, and in less than two hours, they had killed nearly a hundred demons, and as for the so-called "good things", they didn't even see a single ghost. "Senior Sister Wen, do you really have it?" Mu Sheng frowned, with a little more impatience on his face. The deeper she went into the mountain, the more obvious that uncomfortable feeling was, and the cold trembling climbed up her spine, and she vaguely felt a wave of pain and despair. Is it the influence of evil spirits? Although the remnant soul of the evil lord is nowhere to be found, the evil spirit that has been suppressed for thousands of years still lingers in Zhongxue Mountain.

Warm and sad, with a calm expression, he responded unhurriedly: "soon."

Mu Sheng looked at Wen Qingchou suspiciously, suspecting that it might take several hours to say "soon".

Just as they were speaking, there was an evil howl and a mournful roar in front of them, and immediately after that, a surge of spiritual power also dissipated.

Mu Sheng didn't expect that there were people in this direction, she raised her eyebrows in surprise and said, "There are other people here, do you want to avoid them?"

With a warm smile, she said, "Why do you want to avoid it?" Seeing Mu Sheng looking at herself without blinking for a moment, she coughed lightly, covered the strange color in her eyes, and explained, "When your spiritual power is in a hurry Slow down, but the screams of the demons keep coming, I think they are in trouble, and they are all from the Taoist sect. We have to give a helping hand no matter what."

It's fine if she doesn't explain, but once Mu Sheng explained, he didn't believe her even more, and felt that she was planning something in her heart. But she didn't shake her head and refuse. As Wen Qingchou said, she is a Taoist disciple after all.

The roaring demon couldn't see its original face clearly, and the sword light fell on it like raindrops, breaking some of the weird scales covering its body, but it didn't cause real damage to it. The scarlet eyeballs rolled, and the pupils shrank into a cold vertical line. It rushed out like a gust of wind, its sharp claws waving like the wind. In just a few breaths, one person was bitten by the arm by it, pulling a large piece of flesh and blood.

When Mu Sheng and the others rushed over, they happened to see this **** scene. As soon as the Jindan stage demon's power was released, Mu Sheng felt a heavy pressure like Mount Tai. She suddenly turned to Wen Qingchou, and said anxiously, "Sister Wen!"

Wen Qingshou said "um", and the green light in his sleeve moved forward a little, and nailed it to the demon's eyes. After eating the pain, the demon roared in pain, turned his head and locked on Wen Qingshou and Mu Sheng.

Although it is a demon with a golden core cultivation base, it has struggled with the monks for a while, and its strength is a little weak. When the green light fell like a cold light, it didn't even have a chance to struggle, and fell to the ground in pain after whimpering.

Mu Sheng took a step back, fearing that she would be stained by splashing blood, she looked at the green bamboo in Wen Qingshou's hands, endured it for a while, but still couldn't control her curiosity, and asked, "Senior Sister Wen's magical weapon is to hit—" In the warm and sad sight that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, Mu Sheng swallowed back the words "dog-beating stick" in time, and said instead, "Why isn't it a sword?"

Wen Qingshou said casually: "What's the difference between it and a sword?" After a pause, he said again, "It's called 'Xing Ting'."

Mu Sheng let out an "oh", and raised his eyes to look at the miserable fellow Xuanmen. This group of people are disciples of Taiyi Sect, the leader is Zeng Xingshen, the first disciple of the sect master. There is also a little description of this person in the plot. He has a very good friendship with Meng Yan, and he doesn't seem to exclude Meng Yan from being his master. Could it be that Meng Yan saved him according to the plot? Mu Sheng was thinking wildly with his head down, when a cry of pain came from his ears, the monk whose arm was bitten by the demon was forcing out the poisonous gas little by little. But the poisonous gas spread extremely fast, and it was on the face in the blink of an eye.

Mu Sheng said: "Brother Zeng, I have some detoxification pills here. Although it can't completely remove the poison, at least it can be delayed for a while."

Zeng Xingshen was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. Hearing Mu Sheng's words, he hurriedly slapped his head and said, "Thank you, Junior Sister!"

After the disciple took the elixir, the poison brought by the evil spirit really faded a little.

A series of words of gratitude came out of the Taiyi Sect's disciples, and Mu Sheng just smiled, and his eyes fell back to Wen Qingshou's face that was hard to discern. Doesn't she have any plans? Why don't you say a word at this time?

The atmosphere became inexplicably cold, and at this moment, an exclamation sounded from behind.

"Senior sister, hurry up, or it will be too late."

Mu Sheng's eyes froze, it was Meng Yan's voice, why did he bump into it at this time? !

It was indeed Meng Yan who broke through the messy bushes and came into everyone's sight. He held a spirit sword in his hand, and his handsome face was full of dignity. Behind him, Ling Su and Pu Bai followed closely. After all, they are not sword cultivators, the escape speed of the two of them is not as fast as that of sword cultivators.

"Junior Sister Mu?!" Pu Bai caught a glimpse of Mu Sheng at a glance, and the joy and surprise in his tone could not be suppressed. I thought that after parting ways, we won't see each other for a while, how could we expect to meet here again? If Junior Brother Meng Yan hadn't insisted on going in this direction, maybe he still wouldn't have encountered it.

Mu Sheng smiled with his eyes bent: "Senior Sister Pu, Senior Sister Lingsu." As for Meng Yan, who was frowning at one side, she directly ignored her.

Meng Yan said: "Brother Zeng, are the demons so powerful? Are you already a golden core?"

Zeng Xingshen was stunned for a while, then nodded and said, "Exactly." After a pause, he added, "This is not the first one we have encountered. The more we go in this direction, the more powerful demons will become." , Zeng Xingshen's eyes fell to the front.

Meng Yan paid attention to Zeng Xingshen's expression, thought over and over in his heart, and asked with a smile after a while, "Where is Senior Brother Zeng going?"

Zeng Xing took a careful look at Meng Yan, then stretched out his hand and pointed to the left. Seeing this, Meng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, he was afraid that Zeng Xingshen also knew something. He smiled, and said to the right: "Let's go over there and have a look."

Pu Bai asked: "Will Senior Sister Wen and Junior Sister Mu want to go together?"

Before Mu Sheng responded, Wen Qingshou smiled and said, "No, let's look ahead."

Meng Yan's face suddenly changed when he heard the words, and he blurted out: "No!" Seeing that everyone turned their heads to look at him, he took a deep breath and said, "Junior Sister Mu is only at the foundation stage, so it's safer to walk with us."

"Junior Brother Meng, aren't you also in the foundation building period? Junior sister Mu needs protection, don't you?" Wen Qingchou folded her arms, looked at Meng Yan with raised eyebrows, and sneered, "Aren't you taking too much care? "

If it wasn't for Wen Qingshou's robbing, Mu Sheng would have used words to beat Meng Yan up. The smile on her face was even stronger at the moment, making it clear that she wanted to stand on Wen Qingshou's side.

Meng Yan's complexion turned red when he heard this, as if he had fallen into a dye vat. He faltered for a long while before saying: "I have known Junior Sister Mu since childhood, and I am not at ease if she is not by my side."

"Then why did you rest assured that Senior Sister Wen and I were lagging behind?" Mu Sheng gave Meng Yan a sideways glance, and said seriously, "Senior Brother Meng, it's good that our two families have friendship, but it's just ordinary between you and me. The love of the same family, I hope that Brother Meng will think about it when he speaks in the future, don't want to ruin my reputation. I will still look for a Taoist partner in the future."

Meng Yan became even angrier when he heard this.

Pu Bai on one side couldn't help but chuckled, and Ling Su on the other side also had a smile hidden in his brows and eyes. "Junior Brother Meng, let's go." Pu Bai cleared his throat and said.

There is absolutely no gain here, Meng Yan endured it and suppressed his anger, but before leaving, he still looked at Mu Sheng with a look of "sister sister betraying her heart". Mu Sheng rolled his eyelids lazily, not wanting to be with this child of luck. It is true that Meng Yan is the darling of heaven, but her words are all kinds of bad luck! It's hard to say, it wasn't brought by that broom star Meng Yan.

After Taiyizong and Meng Yan left, the surroundings immediately fell silent.

Warmly staring at Mu Sheng for a long while, she said slowly: "Junior Sister Mu has just established her foundation, so she considers looking for a Taoist companion? I just don't know, what kind of Taoist companion is Junior Sister looking for?"

Mu Sheng said casually, where did he think about finding a Taoist companion? Wen Qingchou deliberately mentioned this, but it reminded her of the almost forgotten dream. The thief in the dream had an unclear face and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false. She felt unhappy, so she imitated the tone of warmth and sorrow just now, and said vividly: "Are you taking too much care?"

Warm and sad: "..."

The three groups each walked in a different direction. They should not easily meet each other in the huge Zhongxue Mountain. Who knew that an hour later, they would meet again in a valley full of strong wind and hostility. Everyone has different expressions, and the corners of their warm and sad lips evoked a playful smile. It is not surprising that Zeng Xingshen, as a disciple of the Taiyi Sect, knew some things, but Meng Yan was only in a small foundation building period, how did he know it?

Zeng Xingshen said calmly: "This place was once sealed off by the evil lord, with various forces intertwined, the evil spirits did not dare to approach here."

Wen Qingchou nodded and said: "In the past, Da Neng fought to the death here, and I don't know how many corpses fell." Seeing that everyone turned to look at her, she smiled again, "Maybe there is something good hidden in it." As she said, she said His eyes fell on the soft ground, there were no footprints, but there was still a vitality.

Zeng Xingshen followed her gaze, his face changed slightly, and he whispered: "Someone entered it first?" After a pause, he said, "How about entering the valley together for a look?"

Seeing more and more people traveling together, Meng Yan became more annoyed, but he couldn't stop others from entering the valley. The expert in the ring told him not to be stingy, as long as he got something, he would be able to benefit endlessly, but if there were many heaven-level magic weapons in this valley, how could he bear to let them all fall into the hands of others? This is cutting flesh in his heart!

As a disciple of Taiyi Sect, Zeng Xingshen did his part to walk ahead. Not to be outdone, Meng Yan followed closely even though he was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. The warmth and worry are unhurried, and it is attached to the back.

Mu Sheng and Wen Qingshou walked side by side, and the uneasiness in her heart gradually became stronger. She looked at Wen Qingshou and whispered: "Senior Sister, has anyone gone in here? Is it another sect or a demon sect?"

Warm and sad smile and said: "how do I know?"

Mu Sheng was silent, and after a while he said to himself: "That's right, Senior Sister doesn't know how to calculate secrets."

Hearing this, she turned her eyes to look at Mu Sheng, but didn't answer.

The oncoming wind is wrapped in a strong qi, like a wind knife scraping the face. The evil spirit and spiritual power here are intertwined, but another kind of danger is brewing. After walking a short distance into the valley, there were many wounds on everyone's bodies. If you want to avoid being hurt by the strong wind, you have to run your spiritual power non-stop to form a protective shield.

Compared with others, Mu Sheng was relatively relaxed. The protective cover stretched by Wen Qingchou completely encloses her in it, and she doesn't need to make any effort at all. Just walking inside, the pressure is getting heavier. Seeing the warm and sad complexion gradually turning pale, Mu Sheng felt ashamed in his heart. She took out Juyuan Pill from her sleeve and handed it to Wen Qingchou.

Right now she can only refine the elixir of the yellow rank, and she doesn't know how effective it will be for the golden elixir.

When Wen Qingchou took the pill bottle, her fingertips brushed Mu Sheng's hand. Her eyes darkened a bit, but Mu Sheng didn't notice it.

The valley was only a hundred feet long, but the wind of the sword was not fake. The group walked for a quarter of an hour before crossing the valley, away from the whistling and shrill wind.

Everyone sat on the ground and meditated to restore their spiritual power. Mu Sheng raised his head slightly and looked at the two huge rocks that obscured the sun and left only a gap. This is obviously not a natural occurrence, but a scene that was transformed by Da Neng with spiritual power in the past.

"Senior Sister, I'll go in and take a look first." At this moment, Meng Yan became more and more anxious, without waiting for the people behind him to respond, he stood up abruptly, and squeezed forward along the narrow road squeezed out by the rocks in front. Seeing him like this, Zeng Xingshen also became nervous and rushed over without saying a word.

Mu Sheng looked at Wen Qingchou, and said in surprise, "Aren't Senior Sister Wen in a hurry?"

Warm and sad smile and said: "It should be mine, and I can't escape anyway."

Mu Sheng frowned and said, "But it's not just one or two who went in, what if they were taken?"

Warm and sad eyes dimmed, a murderous intent flashed in her eyes, and her red lips parted lightly: "then—" she didn't say the remaining two words, she walked a few steps, and her large red sleeves fluttered like a piece of floating blood cloud.

Mu Sheng was silent, smiled, and followed her footsteps.

Passing through the cracks between the huge rocks, the field full of swords and evil spirits is much wider. The twisted tree roots, numerous white bones, broken knives and halberds... everything silently shows how miserable the previous battle was. This place is the seal place of the evil lord, and it is also the burial place of countless cultivators.

Mu Sheng glanced around, and there were no other people around.

Wen Qingchou spoke suddenly, her tone was calm, and she didn't see any respect for the power of her predecessors, but she showed a sense of coldness.

"Their magical artifacts can't get out. If they are not broken, they will be buried in the ground."

"Isn't it too disrespectful for them to dig magic tools?" Mu Sheng hesitated for a moment and said, she was afraid that the souls of these powerful people would fall into their dreams. She doesn't want to mess with anything.

Wen Qingchou said slowly: "then impress them with your pious heart and let them choose you as their master."

Mu Sheng: "..." This may be even smaller. How can she be favored by high-level magic weapons in a small foundation building period? Although she thought so in her heart, she still closed her eyes, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and expressed her "piousness" earnestly.

Looking at Mu Sheng's movements, Wen Qingchou felt a little funny. She didn't care about Mu Sheng anymore, but spilled a group of gas swallowing insects from her sleeves. The gas swallowing worm first turned left and right, as if lost its way. They bumped around like headless chickens, and after a few breaths, they adjusted their direction. Just as the group of gas-swallowing insects were heading east in unison, the breath around them suddenly turned cold, and the sword energy was like a whirlwind sweeping up from the ground, smashing the group of gas-swallowing insects into powder in the blink of an eye.

One, two, three... Countless swords burst out of the ground, raising dust all over the sky.

Warm and frowning, she frowned, suppressed the urge to break the group of swords, and looked aside with her hands down.

These magic weapons are at least heaven-ranked, and the swords are full of blood, with murderous aura and sword intent. However, at this moment, they seemed to be competing for favor, you bumped into me, I bumped into you, and they scrambled to fly to Mu Sheng!

As soon as Mu Sheng opened his eyes, he was startled by the scene in front of him. The sharp sword was pointed at her face, almost hitting the eyeballs. If it wasn't for Wen Qingchou helping her from behind, she might not fall to the ground.

"Junior Sister Mu is quite capable. You have summoned these swords. Which one do you think you should choose?" A warm and melancholy voice sounded.

Mu Sheng: "..." The sword is a good sword, but she doesn't want these. If others find out, then she must not become the target of the sword cultivator? Shaking his head like a rattle, the rejection on his face was extremely obvious.

The pile of swords crowded in front of Mu Sheng didn't receive a response, and it actually conveyed a sense of frustration!

Mu Sheng took a deep breath, turned his head the next moment, and looked at Wen Qingchou as if asking for help. She always felt that this group of swords would follow her!

"If you don't want it, it will be ruined," said tenderly and sadly.

Mu Sheng was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Why should it be destroyed, can't it be left to future generations?"

This time it was Wen Qing's turn to raise her eyebrows. She was puzzled and said, "Why do you want to leave it to later generations?" She really didn't like these swords, and even had an urge to break them all. Frowning, tenderness suppressed inexplicable emotions, she reached out and grabbed the group of swords easily, and threw them into the storage bag.

"These are all magic weapons of the heavenly rank." Mu Sheng frowned. She looked at the warmth and sorrow, and then said, "Sister Wen, you are only at the golden core stage, why can you-" She stopped in the middle of the sentence, But Wen Qingchou has understood her meaning. As soon as Wen Qingchou reached out and took out "Xing Ting", she smiled at Mu Sheng, "Guess what grade it is?"

Mu Sheng's gaze fell on the piece of green bamboo. It looked no different from ordinary bamboo. Speaking of breath, it didn't have the arrogance of a high-level weapon. In such a situation, if Senior Sister Wen said that she would pick it up casually, she would completely believe it. After thinking for a while, Mu Sheng gave a bold answer: "Tianjie?"

"You might as well be bolder," said tenderly and sadly.

Mu Sheng's eyelids trembled, and he said, "Is it a fairy weapon or a divine weapon?"

Warm and sad, she smiled and didn't respond.

Mu Sheng suddenly realized, no wonder Senior Sister Wen doesn't use a sword, with such a powerful weapon in hand, what sword do you need? !

Wen Qingchou said, "Let's go." Although the gas-swallowing worm was destroyed by the sword energy, it can probably recognize the direction, just take a step and look at it.

Mu Sheng was a little hesitant when she heard the words, she turned her head and looked at the ground covered with corpses, and muttered, "Is there only a sword?"

Wen Qingchou was silent for a long time, dare you just dislike the sword? She said: "You have a sword type, and you can get the resonance of the sword weapon, but you are not interested in other magical weapons. If you really want it, dig it yourself."

It would be bad if something serious was dug up, Mu Sheng shuddered, and hurriedly said: "Forget it, let's go on, maybe there is something good inside."

Looking at Mu Sheng with warmth and worry.

There were good things in it, but they were what she needed, not to be compromised.

The two walked along the wet and soft road, Wen Qingchou opened the spiritual shield to resist the cold evil spirit.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a sound of swords and soldiers ahead, and they were familiar with the people on both sides.

"When did the people from the Demon Sect come in?" Mu Sheng asked in surprise.

"What's so strange about that? Don't we come in too?" she said with a warm smile

Xie Wujing was the one who made the move, while the opponent was the unlucky Zeng Xingshen. The rest of the people watched closely from behind, fearing that someone would intervene.

The blood is filthy, infecting the aura on the sword, and it is also in the transformation period. Zeng Xingshen is not Xie Wujing's opponent, so he probably won't last long.

Mu Sheng glanced at it and then looked away, as long as it wasn't a demon or someone from the Lost Music Gate, no one would be killed. After all, the first point of the alliance between the two parties is to eradicate evil spirits. As for the treasures in Mount Zhongxue... they can be robbed, but they cannot interfere with the alliance.

After a few rounds, Zeng Xingshen was indeed defeated.

He withdrew his sword and surrendered, but at this moment, a cold arrow came from the dark, wanting Zeng Xingshen's life!

Xiao Xuantian, who was holding the saber at the side, frowned, and slashed with the saber suddenly, while the Taiyi Sect disciple who was not paying attention, thought that the Demon Sect was about to attack, and immediately drew his sword to face each other. Xiao Xuantian couldn't dodge for a while, a big **** was pulled open on his arm by the sword energy.

Xie Wujing's face sank, and he slapped Zeng Xingshen, who had withdrawn his sword, and knocked him into the air!

Zeng Xingshen spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper.

"You demons!" the Taiyi sect monk said bitterly.

Xie Wujing's temper was not very good, and blood was cast in his eyes when he heard this.

Xia Yingying was even more ruthless. Hearing this, she immediately screamed, "You stab people in the back! Break your promise and hurt my brother!"

The veins on Xiao Xuantian's forehead throbbed, and he shouted violently: "Okay! Shut up, everyone."