Chapter 83 The True Tribulation Cultivator Yue Jinxiu travels outside all year round, so she has a lot of experience. With a quick sweep of his spiritual sense, he understood the situation. But he encountered a whole team of robbery cultivators. Seeing Wei Wenxin went out with a sword in hand without hesitation, he started fighting with others in the blink of an eye. Almost at the same time, a light blue protective formation rose up, and Qiu Tianlu's blue hem flashed past the window. Yue Jinxiu did not lag behind and immediately summoned out her own natal seven-stringed harp. It looks like a light cloud covering the moon, and it flutters like snowflakes blown by the wind. This zither is named Liufeng. The body of the zither is made from a whole piece of thousand-year-old soul-nourishing wood. It is shiny black, and the strings are as white as jade. It is a whole dragon tendon that has been passed down in the Yue family for who knows how many years.
This zither specializes in the soul. Even if there is a big gap in cultivation level, it can still confuse people's minds and give you the upper hand when fighting against others. Yue Jinxiu stroked the strings of the zither with her bare hands, and accompanied by the sound of killing, she stepped into the void and walked out of the carriage. The carriage was suspended in the air and the protective cover opened automatically. Nan Li untied the rope pulling the carriage and stepped on the auspicious clouds, which came right under her feet. Like countless times in the past, Yue Jinxiu turned slightly, her skirt spread out like flowers, and she sat elegantly on Nan Li's broad and flat back. Yin Xiu is good at controlling the situation. As soon as Yue Jinxiu appeared, he locked his spiritual sense on the medical cultivator hiding at the back and started to attack crazily. Under her influence, whenever a companion was injured and a medical practitioner wanted to perform a spell to treat him, his soul would tremble and he would be unable to complete the seal. Everyone knows that Yin Xiu has long arms, so it is impossible for him to hide behind the crowd and do things quietly. This team of robbers is a standard five-man team with complete configuration. There are physical cultivators in the front to take the damage, medical cultivators in the back to ensure logistics, a talisman cultivator in charge of controlling the field, a gold-type melee cultivator, and a sword cultivator who uses a broadsword as the main attackers. Among the five people, three have reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, and two are in the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation stage, namely the physical cultivator and the medical cultivator. I have to say, this team is quite professional. Wei Wenxin has always been fierce. She can defeat those elites who come from famous families and inherit top-notch inheritances. When she meets this kind of independent cultivator, especially when she has companions with her, she is not afraid at all. The moment he discovered Jie Xiu, Wei Wenxin rushed out and smashed Fu Xiu's head with a sword. Wei Wenxin hates people who have the mentality of messing with others and attacking in groups the most. The physical cultivator reacted a little slowly. He originally wanted to confront Qiu Tianlu, who had a higher cultivation level, but he saw that she was a ruthless person and his companions couldn't handle her at all. Moreover, the three of them were relying on her as their leader, so he quickly changed his opponent and rushed directly to Wei Wenxin. Wei Wenxin threw the flying sword in front of him and stepped on it directly. The moment he got close, his seemingly thin arm hooked heavily and his small fist landed on the opponent's big face. Perhaps they thought his face was too oily, so they brought their fists closer, and suddenly a layer of fire appeared on the surface! The body cultivator's hair stood on end! He almost wanted to run away! However, how could his speed be faster than Wei Wenxin? "Bang~Bang~Bang~" He stepped on the flying sword and swung his fists, each punch hitting the flesh, with a very rhythmic feel.
She was already very fast and riding on a flying sword, so the enemy had no idea of her position. They could only defend themselves desperately and endure the fists that rained down on them! If it weren't for his thick skin and high level of cultivation, which allowed him to withstand a lot of beatings, this physical cultivator would have been lying on the ground in just two hits. It turns out that the person being beaten was not me, and the sound was so charming. Qiu Tianlu took time out of his busy schedule to see this man's miserable condition, and he felt so happy! [There are people in this world who are more unlucky than me, so it is almost as if I have never been unlucky. ] He, the fake Tribulation Cultivator, was almost beaten to death at first. There was no way these real Tribulation Cultivators could get away with a good breath. Especially since this female devil hadn't slept for so many days. She had just opened the door and was about to go to sleep when she was stopped by the robbers. She must be in a state of panic at this moment, and she will definitely not let them have an easy time! I hope the evil woman will vent her anger and feel better, and his life will be much better. It was rare to see a talisman cultivator among the casual cultivators, and he was quite curious about it. However, he died before he could make a move. Qiu Tianlu took a look distractedly and quickly changed the formation, controlling the sword cultivator in the maze. He planned to deal with the gold-type agile attacker holding two spears first. The monk was indeed very fast and his attack was indeed very sharp, but he was covered by his formation at the very beginning and lost the initiative. It was inevitable that he would be stretched to the limit when dealing with him now. Especially since Qiu Tianlu's formation changed too quickly, he couldn't see where the escape route was at all and could only defend passively. Qiu Tianlu was a sinister and vicious person, what Wei Wenxin said was true. Whenever he gets the upper hand, the moves he uses will definitely make the enemy curse his ancestors for eighteen generations! He first set up a double-layer formation of a maze formation and a water-covering formation, and when the monk was soaked, a thick layer of water accumulated in the formation, and immediately threw in a dozen lightning-inducing talismans. After a long period of "crackling", a nauseating burnt smell suddenly filled the air. But no one took it seriously. [The inheritance is not good enough, it just doesn’t understand those details. 】 [This long and pointed weapon is indeed useful, but didn’t the master tell you to install lightning-proof wood on the handle? ] Qiu Tianlu looked at the golden spike that the other party refused to let go of, with contempt on his face. If this monk knew what was going on in his mind, he would definitely curse at him! The creation of lightning-struck wood is bound to be accompanied by a devastating thunder that is enough to leave no grass growing within a hundred miles. That thing makes a lot of noise, so how can an independent cultivator have the ability to compete with the major forces for it? Therefore, this thing can often be seen in the treasury of major forces. As long as the contribution points are sufficient, it can be exchanged, but it is almost not circulated outside. How could he, a Yuanying Zhenjun who has fallen to the point of relying on robbery for a living, get this? Finding the combination of water and Rhaegar particularly uncomfortable, the monk lifted his feet off the ground, quickly dried himself, and put a protective shield on himself. Qiu Tianlu directly threw in a kerosene talisman. A thick layer of kerosene suddenly floated on the water surface. Wei Wenxin threw in a heavenly fire at just the right moment. The skyfire was hanging above his head, and the kerosene immediately climbed up along the protective shield and continued to burn outside the protective shield! That male cultivator was like the wick in a lamp, it was such a torment! The gold-type monks had to desperately thicken the protective shield. When the spiritual energy was exhausted, it fell to the ground with a plop. For fear of burning the storage bag, Wei Wenxin put away the heavenly fire at the right time. Seeing him falling to the ground with foam at the mouth and twitching all over, Qiu Tianlu did not go close to finish him off, but instead threw another Qianjun Talisman at him. The monk thought, he is not even affected by this? Just when he was about to stand up and fight again, he felt his whole body was so heavy that he couldn't stand up at all! Unable to bear the devilish sound, the medical practitioner finally withdrew from the battlefield. Yue Jinxiu's two wind blades failed to catch up with the opponent, so they immediately turned around and cut the gold cultivator into three sections. Five minus two. victory is in sight.
The sword cultivator finally broke out of the maze and wanted to run away immediately after seeing the situation. Suddenly, the sound of music came into his ears, and the sword cultivator was in an uncontrollable trance for a moment. How could we possibly let go of Qiu Tianlu, a man who would attack even if there was no chance to create one? Seeing that this man was so ignorant that it took him three breaths to get out of an ordinary maze, Qiu Tianlu was not polite and gave him a Maze . One hundred and twenty-eight changes, are you afraid? The two of them took some time off to go and see the medical practitioner who had sneaked away, only to see her panting as she just climbed over the ridge. Obviously, she didn't master any decent escape techniques. Yue Jinxiu had wind spiritual roots, and with the blessing of Qiu Tianlu's Swift Wind Formation, the two of them blocked the medical practitioner in the blink of an eye. 【Leave someone alive! 】 After the two received the message, Yue Jinxiu took out a soul-killing net and tied her up so that only her head was exposed. How could a medical practitioner with poor escape skills and no means of attack have the courage to rob disciples of a famous family? The doctor saw that he had encountered a murderer and could not escape. His bones were extremely soft. Even though he was tied up tightly, he still knelt down on the gravel hillside with difficulty and cried shamelessly: "Wuwuwu, I was wrong, I deserve to die, wuwuwu, please spare me, please spare me! I did it all for the child! Wuwuwu! Forgive me just this once!" Yue Jinxiu just felt a little soft-hearted when Qiu Tianlu slapped the medical practitioner in the face, leaving a bright red slap mark on her fair face. He then took out a rag and covered her mouth, then reminded Yue Jinxiu to look at the ground. It was actually a pitch-black bone-piercing nail. As soon as it fell into the crevice of the stone, the surrounding area turned black. Who would have thought! There is actually such a crazy woman! Hide something poisonous in your mouth and attack people secretly! This medical practitioner doesn't look like a poison practitioner! As expected, when navigating the world, caution is the first compulsory course. If she hadn't followed Wei Wenxin out, she would have never seen such a person in her life. "It's just wrapped in spiritual power. As long as you are brave and practice more, you will be able to do it." Seeing that she was frightened, Qiu Tianlu hurriedly explained the reason to her. Yue Jinxiu nodded repeatedly, and after thanking her, he slapped her on the other side of the face, leaving it swollen. Just because she wanted to kill him, Yue Jinxiu felt that no matter what he did, it would not be excessive. But since Wei Wenxin had instructed to leave him alive, she would not kill him. To coax the children to sleep, Maodi mumbled and recited poems. "The jasper is dressed up as a tall tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down." He didn't know the last two sentences, so he repeated "green silk ribbons" over and over again. His sister was half asleep and continued for him. "I don't know who cut the fine leaves, the spring breeze in February is like a pair of scissors." Then the younger brother repeated it several times, and then repeated "scissors, scissors, scissors" over and over again. Sister Wang was particularly upset and blamed me for not teaching him the whole poem. I felt so wronged! My younger brother just stopped wearing diapers. He was just over two years old, and he would never be rolled up no matter how hard I tried! I swear to God! I never taught him! I think she always recited half of it, and my younger brother, who picked up second-hand knowledge, didn't pick up the whole poem. Then we started to quarrel. In the end, I forced my younger brother to learn the whole poem before we called it a day. The three of us felt exhausted. (End of this chapter)