Chapter 3 Murong Can

Three hours later.

Su Qin followed the three of them through the winding mountain road and quickly came to a huge plain.

Along the way, there are all kinds of monks everywhere, and everyone has only one goal.

Mirror Lake!!

On the way, Su Qin and others did not see too many monsters, only the occasional shadow of monsters flashed and hurried away.

They are not stupid to stand out from hundreds of millions of beasts and become monsters. Of course, they will not touch this brow when they see so many monks.

So all the way, I walked safely to the middle of the plain and to the edge of Mirror Lake.

Su Qin stood on a big stone next to the lake and looked at the whole "mirror lake" from afar.

Mirror Lake spreads for two or three miles. The blue lake is not so much a smooth and flat mirror, but more like a bright gem. With the gentle blowing of the breeze, it ripples out a circle of ripples.

There are green water plants in the lake, which are quietly scattered in the bottom of the lake. Occasionally some birds fly by in the sky, and occasionally there are playful monsters and drinking water on the other side of the lake, which looks harmonious and quiet.

"Seeing this, who would have thought that countless monsters and monks were killed every day in the Lianyun Mountains?" Su Qin smiled faintly and saw this Mirror Lake, which made him feel a little relaxed after fighting in Lianyun Mountain for a few days.

When Su Qin and the four of them came here, many monks had gathered here.

These monks were either in groups, or alone, surrounded the Mirror Lake and guarded closely. They stared at the middle of the lake and did not relax at all. They seemed to be waiting and expecting something. Sometimes they would fight with monsters who came to drink water and hunt. It didn't take much time, and they were stained with blood. Everywhere.

Su Qin glanced at the three people at Shui Ming casually.

found that at this moment, the three people looked tensely and carefully at every passing monk and were wary.

Su Qin looked at the groups of monks around him and found a very interesting thing. These monks stood in their own small circles with each other and never approached other monks.

"The ** of Biyue Hanzhu is really big enough." Su Qin sighed gently.

When Shui Ming heard Su Qin's words, he also sighed: "Yes, even the strong people in the Qing realm can double their consciousness. For us monks in the Yuqing realm, it can be said to be the supreme treasure. If you want to step into the Qing realm, it is not enough to be true. Not to mention the strong man who cultivates the realm of the yuanshen!"

"Hmm?" Su Qin was slightly stunned. Although he knew that if he wanted to break through to the Shangqing realm, he would transform his spiritual knowledge into divine consciousness, he did not know what it had to do with Yuanshen.

"Senior, it is like this. The monks of Yuqingjing gather the aura of heaven and earth to turn their own essence into Zhenyuan, while Shangqingjing is to transform spiritual knowledge into divine knowledge. As for Taiqingjing, I heard that it is to open the bridge between heaven and earth. Their own true element will be between Yuanshen and Zhenyuan, and can even use the yuan gods. The divine power of the realm, and the realm of the yuan god is to completely transform the true yuan and condense the spirit into the yuan god. At that time, the palm of heaven and earth will change, control the wind, thunder, water and fire. Even if the body is withered, the yuan god can survive!"

Su Qin nodded and agreed.

Shangqingjing, Yuqingjing, Taiqingjing, there is only one word difference in each floor, but there is a world of difference.

No matter how strong the real yuan is?

The monk himself surpasses himself, that is, constantly polishing himself, forging himself from dead wood into wood and stone, and then forging into iron stone, until goldstone, diamond, or even not being shackles of heaven and earth, that is the real immortal.

The road is simple. After all kinds of reasons, it is just constantly surpassing itself.

Even monsters are constantly practicing the body. In addition, they can't find much with the monks, but one is external and the other is internal.

"But why do you say that cultivating the inner cultivation into the yuan god is the right way, and the cultivation of external monsters has become a partial door instead?" Su Qin was a little puzzled.

It seems that the cultivation of external monsters is not inferior to monks, and even stronger, but it has become a side door, which makes Su Qin a little confused.

Suddenly, there was some noise in the distance.

"What's wrong?" Su Qin raised his head and looked into the distance.

The monks who were originally scattered everywhere seemed to be separated by external forces. A group of monks in black came from the middle of the crowd. Although the monks on both sides were reluctant, they had to get out of the way.

Su Qin stared at it.

The leader was a young man in black, with a white face and a pair of narrow eyes that seemed to have some kind of dangerous atmosphere. His head was gently raised, with a momentum of standing out from the crowd. Wherever he passed, there was a strong oppression that over everyone.

He was accompanied by five or six men in black, and everyone's faces were as cold as ice, and they also had a high momentum.

"Who are they?" Su Qin frowned slightly.

"Murong Can, the eldest disciple of the Red Devil Valley, is rumored that he is cold-blooded and cruel, extremely murderous, and profound cultivation. I heard that he is almost in the late Qing Dynasty, and I don't know how many monks have died in his hands."

Shuiming's mouth trembled and said the question Su Qin wanted to ask.

Su Qin's pupils closed in an instant, and a touch of luster flashed in his eyes.

"Red Devil Valley, one of the top ten sects of demons! The eldest disciple, Murong Can! This should be what Li Gu said about the eldest brother. At that time, Li Gu seemed to send some signal. I don't know if they received it. Su Qin frowned and thought to himself.

If Murong Can received Li Gu's signal, he would be a little unfavorable to himself.

Su Qin stood quietly, watching Murong and his party approaching this way.

The Red Devil Valley group was led by Murong Can and gently walked through the road that many monks gave way.

Looking at the monks who got out of the way and were afraid, Murong Can showed a disdainful smile at the corners of his mouth.

"Big brother, shouldn't we go to the depths of Lianyun Mountain to find that thing? Why did we come here?" A man in black took care of Murong Can and asked doubtfully.

Murong left the corners of his mouth and sneered: "What do you know? The Biyue Hanzhu is the best treasure, which can increase the consciousness of the strong in the Qing Dynasty. Humph, if I get this thing, I will be more sure to break through to the Taiqing realm and finally become the strong yuan god. At that time, I will be the elder in the sect!"

" Besides, how powerful can this group of waste-like mass repairs be? In my hands, there are all native chickens and dogs. At that time, when we take the blue moon and cold pearls, we will go to find the "treasure". That thing is the most precious treasure. Does anyone dare to oppose me in the Red Devil Valley? After saying that, the words turned, and there was a cold and cruel color between the eyebrows.

The man in black quickly complimented, "Yes, yes, the eldest brother is really wise. I admire him very much."

Murong showed a sneer at the corners of his mouth and ignored the compliments of the man in black.

As they continued to move forward, soon, Murong Can and others looked at Su Qin, who was standing beside them.

Su Qin's face was cold, and his eyes were intertwined with Murong Can. He gently put his right hand on the yellow spring ruler at his waist, his expression remained unchanged, quietly waiting for the other party's movements.

Murong Can's eyes stared at Su Qin, his head was slightly crooked, as if the beast had found an interesting prey, and the eyes and eyebrows of other people in black were also full of murder.

A man in black who cultivated in the early Qing Dynasty smiled ferociously and took a step forward, about to walk in the direction where Su Qin stood.

Su Qin's eyebrows frowned deeper and his eyes flashed. If the man in black stepped forward a few more steps, Su Qin would immediately take action with all his strength.

The pace of the man in black is getting closer and closer.

Looking at it, it is about to get close to Su Qin's cordon.

The man in black took another step forward and was about to step on it.

Su Qin held Huang Quanzhi tightly, and Zhenyuan's whole body began to operate. His heart was also hung dead on the throat, and his palm was covered with fine sweat beads.

He just sensed it with his spiritual knowledge.

None of this group of people in the Red Devil Valley has a lower cultivation than the early period of the Shangqing Realm. The most powerful Murong Can is already a monk in the late Shangqing Realm, and he is not at the same level at all.

Once he takes action, Su Qin himself knows his ending very well.

Nine dead without life!

"Bang!"

The pace of the man in black pressed Murong Can's hand down. The man in black was stunned first and stared at Murong Can with some understanding, but when he saw Murong Can's cold eyes, his body trembled and immediately lowered his head and dared not say anything more.

Then, Murong Can walked over with the people in black and Su Qin.

Su Qin clearly felt that at the moment when Murong Can and he were wrong, the corners of Murong Can's mouth showed a playful and murderous sneer.

Finally, Murong Can took the people in black to the other side.

Su Qin exhaled gently, and then calmed down.

"Li Gu's signal has indeed been delivered. What are they going to do? It seems that I have to be careful." Su Qin said in his heart.

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Murong Can and others walked out of the distance. The man in black saluted respectfully and asked carefully, "Big brother, that teenager is the guy who killed Brother Li Gu. He should still have blood clotting on him. Why don't you let me kill him?"

"Are you an idiot?" Murong sneered: "What's the use of killing him now? Seeing that his cultivation has reached the late stage of Yuqingjing, he must have taken down the blood clotting. If you kill him now, what will you think of the other Sanxiu in Jinghu? In Liwei, or do you mean that we want this? Once such treasures such as Biyue Hanzhu appear and attack you in groups, you really think you are a strong god, and tens of millions of people will not be afraid!"

"So, can you let that boy go? He killed Brother Li Gu and hit our Red Devil Valley in the face to his face!" The man in black said hurriedly.

"Stupid, who said I let him go? It's just an ant. If he is alone, go and kill him! If he doesn't leave all the time, it won't be too late to kill him when we take the Biyue Hanzhu! As long as the blue moon and cold pearls are in hand, those scattered practitioners dare not fight against our Red Devil Valley.

Murong said coldly.

"Yes, big brother is wise." The people in black quickly complimented.

"Hmm."

Murong Can hummed and didn't care about the compliments of the people around him. He took the lead and left, and the people in black carefully followed.