Chapter 28 Talk In fact, Rong Qing was heartbroken. She had indeed been tricked. She had almost never fought with cultivators before, and had only watched the battles of the Sword Sect disciples, which gave her some experience. But she had almost no experience fighting with cultivators of the same level, let alone facing cultivators with higher cultivation than her, or even more than one. She was fully confident in killing Cheng Ke, so she did it without hesitation. After killing Cheng Ke, knowing that at least a Jindan cultivator was on the way, she went down the mountain without looking back and ran towards Suicheng. The enemy of my enemy can be my friend. Rong Qing really wanted to talk. She had guessed that the other party would be very rude and even give her a warning. Then the robes hidden under the academy's standard outer robes would definitely be able to resist for her. She never expected... it was actually a pupil technique. This touched upon her blind spot in knowledge. Because high-level pupil skills were rare, Rong Xianyu Qing had no way to learn pupil skills in the limited time she had to practice. This directly led to her watching the bloodshot rushing into her sea of consciousness in panic, unable to do anything. The blood thread crashed into the restriction buried in the base of the tower like a young swallow flying into someone's arms. The complicated forbidden secret text suddenly became bright. Every word seemed to have vitality, with strokes, hooks, bends, hooks... pulling the blood thread, making it quickly abandon darkness and turn to light. The blood threads were filtered by this restriction and were invisibly disassembled and reassembled. It seemed to be still the same as before, but it had completely changed direction and attacked back at the caster. However, after this battle, the restriction hidden in the tower base finally fell silent. And this instant response drained away 50% of the little spiritual energy in Rong Qing. Life-saving trump card! 50% spiritual energy! Each of these made Rong Qing feel heartbroken, but she had to pretend that nothing had happened. The start was already unfavorable, so she didn't dare to let the other party see it.
Rong Qing waited for the middle-aged man's answer with a smile. Obviously, judging by the middle-aged man's Jindan level of cultivation, he must be Shanxing's senior master. The middle-aged man took a deep breath and raised his hand to wipe away the blood oozing from the corners of his eyes. "I was too confident in my skills and was careless." Even though the middle-aged man was instantly furious, he suppressed it now. Since it is a preliminary test, we must naturally be prepared for counterattack. But when he was extremely confident, he was actually hit back by a Qi Refining Stage cultivator... At that moment, he was of course very unhappy. Can the young Qi-refining person in front of him use a similar method again? What other methods did she not use? The middle-aged man with these questions could not be led by emotions, so he laughed at himself and introduced himself to Rong Qing, "My name is Yuntong, and I am currently the abbot of Baishi Temple." After these words were spoken, Rong Qing was visibly stunned. Baishi Temple - the Master had studied this for twenty years, and the group of monks were eager to explore it. She almost lost her life because of the broken finger. But Yun Tong in front of her said it so lightly. There is a sense of unreality. Rong Qing's face darkened. "Bai Shi Guan, ha," she thought it was a little absurd, "Master, do you know that the group of people who kidnapped Master Guo and me were after Bai Shi Guan." Yun Tong heard this and remained calm, "I didn't understand it at first, but now, I almost understand it." "What secrets does Baishi Temple have?" Rong Qing asked directly. "…It's not impossible to tell Daoist Fellow Yu, but," Yun Tong's eyes flashed, "I am also somewhat interested in Daoist Fellow's background." Yun Tong and Rong Qing talked about some of the peculiarities of Baishi Temple, which was nothing. But Yun Tong, as a Jindan Zhenren, had dealt with many other cultivators. If he could get more information from this, it would be of great benefit to him in the future. Rong Qing could not understand that he deliberately put forward more conditions before revealing the secrets of Baishi Temple. "Do you want to exchange answers with each other? Sure." Rong Qing agreed immediately. "My origins are actually very simple. I come from a fishing village in the north of the South China Sea." She recalled, "When I was a child, a passing cultivator saw that I had spiritual roots and immediately had a liking for my talent. He led me into the door of cultivation and taught me the way of prohibition... Later he left for some reason. I didn't have any spiritual stones, so I couldn't continue to cultivate. So I simply took a spiritual boat, crossed the South China Sea, and came to Jing Country." "Is that so?" He didn't believe it.
"That's it." Rong Qing nodded. No matter whether others believed it or not, she believed it anyway. "Now it's your turn to answer me." Yun Tong snorted coldly when he heard this: "Fellow Daoist Yu is unwilling to tell the truth, so do you dare to believe what I say next?" "Why don't you believe it?" Rong Qing sneered, "That's all. You and I each have our own secrets, and we don't want to tell them easily. The answer is not so important that I need to swear an oath. Asking further is just a waste of time. I will tell you directly why I want to see you." Yun Tong raised his eyebrows and said in a cold voice: "You can speak without worry, but don't play tricks on us this time." "I must meet you for the sake of cooperation." Not minding Yun Tong's tone, Rong Qing said slowly, "That group of monks has already used all means to gain Baishi Temple. Master Guo and I have a master-disciple relationship and she has taught me. I must avenge her." Yun Tong was disdainful in his heart. With his Qi Refining cultivation, he actually dared to say that he wanted to kill all those practitioners. When he thought of the barefoot man wearing a ghost mask, his heart was chilled. He definitely can't win! If he hadn't relied on Baishi Temple, he would have died within ten breaths. "I know that my cultivation level is only at the Qi Refining stage, so it's normal that you look down on me. The bargaining chip I seek for cooperation is certainly not my cultivation level, but an absolutely powerful sword intent." Rong Qing's lips curled slightly, "Before my master left behind a sword intent and a restriction. These two, one for attack and one for defense, will protect my life below the Nascent Soul stage." Shan Xing, who had been silent all the time, couldn't help but take a breath when he heard this. If Yu Rong really had such a master, what level of cultivation would that be? Yun Tong obviously thought the same thing. "How powerful is this sword intent?" he asked. "It's more than enough to kill a Jindan. Even if we face a Yuanying Zhenjun, there is still a possibility of injuring him." Yun Tong looked calm upon hearing this, but she was actually deeply shaken. He thought that with Baishi Temple in hand, he had a great advantage in defense. If he added this sword intent... In the future, in order to break through the Nascent Soul Realm, he chose to go to the secret realm and other places for training. With these two trump cards in hand, wouldn't the probability of survival be greatly increased? "How many times can Brother Daoist Yu use this sword intent?" Yun Tong asked tentatively. "Of course, such a powerful thing can only be used once. When my master gave it to me, he also told me not to waste it unless it was a life-or-death moment." Rong Qing lowered her eyes, "If I were to face the leader of that group of cultivators, I could use this sword power!" "What do you want?" Yun Tong asked. As for what Rong Qing said, that it can only be used once, he...actually didn't really believe it. Even if they were Taoist partners, when exchanging trump cards and methods, it was impossible for them to tell each other the truth. What's more, he and Rong Qing were still strangers. She must be hiding something. Yun Tong was very sure. If it was really only once, how could she bear to do it? For a mortal, it was impossible. Yun Tong estimated that the mysterious monk must have left her more than one sword intent! Of course, it couldn't be too many. He could take this opportunity to observe what kind of medium this sword intent relied on. Maybe there would be a chance to take the remaining sword intents. "My request is not difficult." Rong Qing stared at Yun Tong's eyes, not worrying about the pupil technique that might appear again. Because Yun Tong's pupil technique was of a high grade, after the backlash, he couldn't use it a second time. "I want the battlefield to be far away from Jing Country. No more mortals should die in vain because of the fights between cultivators." (End of this chapter)