Chapter 10 Waiting

On the 15th day of the month, Mirror Lake.

As the divine effect of "Blue Moon Cold Pearl" quickly spread among monks, more and more monks began to enter Lianyun Mountain and come in the direction of Jinghu Lake.

Most of the people who go here are scattered practitioners who have no hope of stepping into the realm of the yuan god for life.

If you take "Blue Moon Cold Pearl", you can double your consciousness.

You should know that if you want to step into the realm of the yuan god and successfully condense into the yuan god, the most important thing is the "divine consciousness". Many scattered practitioners do not have all kinds of mysterious methods to practice. The only opportunity is to come here to find the "blue moon and cold pearls", and there is hope to step into the realm of the yuan god.

As a result, more and more monks gathered here. The monks could be seen everywhere in the continuous mirror lake, and there were countless frictions and battles with the monsters who came to drink water. For a while, the beautiful mirror lake was turned upside down.

If it hadn't been for the extremely large mirror lake, I don't know how many monsters and dangers there are in it. Moreover, the dragonfly is so big that it can't be hidden in it and can't be found at all. Otherwise, I'm afraid that the monks would have dived into the water to find the "blue moon and cold pearls".

Everyone is waiting for the night.

Only on the 15th of every month will the clam come out of the deep mirror lake and spit out the "blue moon cold pearls" to absorb the essence of the moon. At that time, everyone has hope to seize the blue moon cold pearls.

Mirror Lake is quiet, and everyone is waiting for the sunset at the top of the moon.

A young man in black stood on a boulder by the lake, staring at the calm mirror lake, with a cruel smile on the corners of his mouth, as if he was thinking about something.

This person is Murong Can.

"Big brother, those three bastards have been solved, and there is another big brother, why don't you let us do it?" A man in black asked respectfully.

"What do you know? There are so many monks gathered in Mirror Lake, and the situation is tense. Since it is related to the ants, it's enough to kill two. Just let these wastes of Mirror Lake know the power of the Red Devil Valley. Why do they have to kill them all? They are afraid?"

Murong sneered and didn't care.

"Big brother is wise, but Brother Liu Feng and Brother Tieyuan have been there for several days. Why haven't they returned yet? Is there something wrong?" A disciple in black behind Murong Can said to Murong Can worriedly while flattering.

"Accident? Both of them were extremely powerful in the early Qing Dynasty. If they die in the hands of that boy, hum, there is no need to worry. If they die, they will die. Our Red Devil Valley does not need waste, even one, do you understand?

Murong Can suddenly waved his hand, grabbed the throat of the disciple in black, raised it, and stared at him with a pair of cruel eyes, saying coldly.

"Ming... Got it." The disciple in black was choked out of breath. He looked at Murong Can's eyes again, and his heart trembled involutarily and quickly replied.

"Hmm."

Murong snorted coldly and threw away the disciple in black. His eyes were still staring at the calm Mirror Lake, which seriously flashed a touch of fanaticism and desire.

Not far away, a man in a black robe flashed from Murong Can's sight. Murong Can's eyes were attracted in an instant. He felt that the man's back was a little familiar, but he didn't remember where he had ever seen him.

"It seems a bit like that bastard!" Murong Can's eyes slightly and then shook his head: "It's impossible. How can that small mess break through the Yuqing realm in the later stage? What's more, Liu Feng and Tieyuan are extremely powerful. Even if he really breaks through, he will die!"

Thinking of this, Murong Can ignored the familiar figure, opened his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips, stared at the Mirror Lake, and muttered a blood color: "Biyue Hanzhu, Biyue Hanzhu, you are mine. I want to get you, and then become the strongest in the Red Devil Valley!"

In the distance, the man in a black robe gently stared at Murong Can, and then gently reached out his hand to cover the robe on his head to cover the young face of the strong and resolute face. This man was Su Qin.

"It seems that they didn't recognize me. After stepping into the Qing realm, their spiritual knowledge has turned into divine consciousness. Unless they are cultivated in the Taiqing realm, it is impossible for other monks to peep at me with their divine consciousness when I was unaware of it. Fortunately, when they came out of Qingshui City, they brought a few clothes with a robe. They wanted to come, Mu Rong Can didn't recognize me either. Su Qin smiled gently, covered the black robe with his fingers, and quietly walked to the other side of Mirror Lake.

When Su Qin left Qingshui City, he prepared a few pieces, but he didn't expect it to come in handy now.

"My wound has healed eight times, and there are still a few hours before the moon rises. Let's just take a look at the three of them. I don't think they will be affected by me." Su Qin suddenly thought of the three people who took him to Jinghu Lake.

These three people are also good-hearted. Compared with other monks, they are a little more simple and less greedy. Su Qin felt that they were quite talkative. However, although they used tricks to get rid of their relationship with them when they left, they were still a little relieved. Seeing that it was still early and there were still some time before night, he decided Go and have a look.

Su Qin looked for it along the mirror lake.

At this time, Jinghu Lake has gathered more than a thousand people. Some of them walk together in groups, and some of them walk alone. Unlike a few days ago, there are blood stains of monsters on the grass next to Jinghu Lake, which makes this beautiful Mirror Lake a mess.

The arrival of the monks almost turned the mirror lake upside down. During this period, I don't know how many grievances there are and bloody battles with monsters.

Seeing all this, Su Qin frowned slightly, shook his head, ignored it, and continued to look for the whereabouts of the three people.

It took a full hour.

"What the hell is going on? I've been looking for an hour. Why haven't I seen the three of them? I shouldn't have left." Su Qin walked for a while, but still didn't find the figure of the three people and shook his head.

Along the way, he looked for Jinghu Lake, but there was no shadow of three people. Su Qin did not dare to search with his divine knowledge. If he used his divine consciousness to shock other monks in the Qing Dynasty and attract the people of the Red Devil Valley, it would be troublesome.

"I didn't expect that Sanxiu dared to provoke the foundation of the Red Devil Valley. Murong Can is a fierce character. I heard that he is also famous in the Red Devil Valley. The disciples in the family were unconvinced. It is rumored that he also has an older brother who is already one of the candidates of the Red Devil Valley at a young age. Those two men and a woman really dare to offend. Aren't they looking for death? Now two people have died, leaving the waste alone.

"Hey, Red Devil Valley, the Red Devil Valley is the most domineering among the ten sects. This time, the Biyue Hanzhu must be in Murong Can's bag. What should I wait?"

"Hey, Biyue Hanzhu is the natural treasure that we are waiting to enter the Qing Dynasty."

Three people? Did you offend the Red Devil Valley?" A burst of talk was caught by Su Qin's keen consciousness. When Su Qin heard this, his heart moved slightly, turned his head and saw the three monks talking to each other.

Su Qin stretched out his hand to gently cover the black robe and walked step by step to the three people. With a glance, he clearly explored the cultivation of the three people.

"Two in the middle of the Jade Qingjing, and one in the late Jade Qingjing." Su Qin knew it in his heart.

After stepping into the Shangqing realm and his huge spiritual consciousness transformed into a divine consciousness, Su Qin's divine consciousness has been much stronger than the ordinary monks in the early period of the Shangqing realm, and the cultivation of the three people naturally cannot be concealed from him at all.

"What did you just say about offending the three people in the Red Devil Valley?" Su Qin lowered his voice, and some hoarse voices came out of the robe and reached the ears of the three people.

The three were shocked and quickly turned their heads and found that they could not see through the man in black in front of them. They were a little scared.

"Up to Qingjing, into the micro." The three were shocked and looked at each other.

"Senior, we just chat casually, not..." The monk in the late Yuqing period was frightened and may have recognized Su Qin as a person from the Red Devil Valley.

"I'm not from the Red Devil Valley. I said that you just offended the three people in the Red Devil Valley. Where are they?"

Su Qin's hoarse voice came from the robe, which made the three people a little relieved.

"Well, senior, yesterday, two men and a woman had a conflict with the monks of the Red Devil Valley for some reason, so they fought. One of them and a woman were killed on the spot, and there was a man, half kneeling not far away, and there was no movement." Hearing Su Qin's question, the monk quickly answered.

Su Qin frowned slightly, as if he was meditating, and there was a sharpness between the corners of his eyebrows.

The three monks were shocked by Su Qin's sudden momentum and were shocked. For a moment, they couldn't say a word.

"Where is he?" Su Qin asked in a low voice, and there was a guess in his voice.

"It's been kneeling next to the big stone not far away for a day. Senior, do you know him?"

The monk asked carefully, looking at Su Qin's face, trying to figure out Su Qin's thoughts at this moment.

"You don't have to worry about this. Thank you for letting me know." After Su Qin answered, his body flashed and turned into a dark shadow. He sneaked in with the wind and walked a long distance in the blink of an eye.

Until Su Qin left.

"Wow." Only the three monks took a breath of air.

"The momentum of this senior just now is really strong. I'm afraid he is about to reach the middle of the Qing Dynasty. That frightening sharpness almost makes me unable to speak." A monk patted his chest and sighed.

"I don't know if there is any grudge between this senior and Red Devil Valley, if... And the people of the Red Devil Valley have..."

The monk beside him took his words and was interrupted by another monk before he finished speaking.

"Shut up, is this what we dare to figure out? If you hear it by the Red Devil Valley or the senior just now, everyone will die. Don't talk about it. Let's wait well. Those who are predestined to get it, maybe today is our opportunity.

After saying this, the other two immediately turned their heads and looked at the lake like a mirror, revealing a kind of fanaticism and excitement in their eyes.

A gust of wind blew, and the Mirror Lake made waves.