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Chapter One Hundred: Wisdom in Self-Preservation

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  Ji Qi period cultivator grabbed Mo Qing and hid in a nearby thicket, holding his breath. Before long, two cultivators walked over. Book lovers also like to read:.

  There were two Qi-refining cultivators, a man and a woman. The man had reached the eleventh layer of Qi refinement, while the woman was at the ninth layer. They both looked young and had some similarities in their facial features.

  Mo Qingchu felt that the foundation-building cultivators around her had visibly relaxed a lot, while she herself let out a faint sigh in her heart.

  Can't even expect someone to save myself?

  Not to mention that the two cultivators who came were in the Refining Qi stage, they didn't even have the power to fight back against a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator. Even if it was a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator who came, and had never met before, it's impossible for them to lend a helping hand without reason, offending another cultivator of the same level.

  Mo Qingchu was lost in thought when a fellow cultivator of the Foundation Establishment stage suddenly stood up and pulled her out.

  A pair of men and women who came suddenly saw two people coming out from the side, their faces changed, and they subconsciously made defensive movements. Later, they found that one of them was actually a foundation-building cultivator, and they quickly stabilized their bodies.

  "Seniors." The two of them respectfully bowed and stood to one side, waiting for Mo Qingchen and the others to pass through.

  Zhū jī qī xiū shì mù guāng sǎo guò èr rén, lěng lěng de hēng le yī shēng, zhuā zhù Mò Qīng chén de shǒu cóng èr rén miàn qián zǒu guò.

  Mo Qingchen silently gazed at the two of them with a hint of pleading in her eyes, despite knowing there was no hope.

  The woman was stunned, opened her mouth wanting to say something, but was pulled back fiercely by the man beside her.

  Mo Qingchen lowered her head and let Zhuji Qi's repairman pull her further and further away.

  As Mo Qing and Dust walked further and further away, the woman couldn't help but say: "Brother, that little girl seems to have some issues."

  The man gave his sister a look of "hating iron for not becoming steel" and said, "Silly sister, do you think brother didn't notice? As soon as those two appeared, I knew that the Foundation Establishment cultivator was absolutely not that little girl's elder."

  "Why?" the woman asked in puzzlement.

  The man said faintly, "That foundation-building period senior's clothes are neat and clean. Obviously, he didn't just go through a fight, but the little girl next to him has messy and dirty clothes, as if she hasn't changed for some time. If she were her elder or relative, how could it be like this? In my opinion, the most likely thing is that the little girl was captured."

  The girl exclaimed: "Brother, does this mean that little girl is in great danger?"

  "What's the point, anyway? We're just Qi Refining stage cultivators. Even if we were Foundation Establishment stage, it wouldn't be worth offending a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator for someone we don't even know," the man said indifferently.

  The woman's face showed some unbearable color: "It's just——"

  "Brother interrupted: 'Sister, I've told you before, don't get into trouble. Being cautious and protecting yourself is the most important thing.'"

  "Oh." The woman responded softly.

  The man helplessly looked at his sister and the two siblings walked in another direction.

  Mo Qingchen was pulled by Zhu Ji to walk in the deep mountains and old forests, wondering what this person wanted to do. Previously, he had been eager to refine the elixir, but now he was walking slowly without any hurry, not even using his flying tool.

  "Ghost girl, don't think I don't know what you're planning. Do you think that pair of men and women will save you?" The foundation-building cultivator suddenly spoke out unexpectedly.

  Mo Qingchen faintly said: "This junior does not dare have such extravagant thoughts."

  She finally understood that since this person needed her, at least for the time being, she was safe. Since that's the case, she didn't need to be overly humble either. After all, even if he were to refine the elixir of immortality, he wouldn't change his mind just because of her attitude; if he wanted to kill someone and silence them, he would still do so.

  And judging from his temperament, it's inevitable that he would kill people and silence them at that time. If he wants to save his own life, this period of time is the only chance he can use.

  Zhū Jīqí xiū shì ngòu le yīxià, sìhū méi xiǎng dào Mò Qīngchén zhème tǐngdìng, yīhuìr cái dào: "Méiyǒu zuì hǎo, nǐ lǎolǎo shíshí de pèihé wǒ, jiù shǎo shòu xī pífūr zhī kǔ."

  "Junior understands, senior can rest assured." Mo Qingchen said sincerely.

  After walking for a while, the foundation period cultivator suddenly stopped and held a spiritual hoe in his hand, carefully digging up a clump of grass with yellow flowers.

  "Little girl, do you know what this is?" asked the foundation-building period cultivator.

  Mo Qingchen shook his head: "I don't know."

  "This is the Yellow Flower Grass, a spiritual herb that is indispensable for refining the Elixir of Life. This spiritual herb only grows in the Fire Cloud Mountains and although it's not rare, it has a frustrating characteristic: it can't be preserved for long periods of time. Even if placed in a jade box, its medicinal properties will disappear after seven days."

  So that's it, no wonder this person came from Tianyao City to Huoyun Mountain Range, it turned out to be for collecting the yellow flower grass. In that case, I guessed that he might come from Yindan Sect, could I be wrong?

  No, I remember that day, it seemed to see him lift the hem of his clothes and there was a strange symbol on the inside, like three emerald green leaves. That symbol, she had heard her grandfather say, was the emblem of the Hidden Dan Sect.

  In this way, the foundation-building cultivator took Mo Qingchen on a walk, stopping and starting, gradually collecting a lot of yellow flower grass. Afterwards, he threw out a leaf-shaped magic tool in his hand, pulled Mo Qingchen up onto it, pinched the magic seal, and rushed into the sky.

  The flying artifact brought up a gust of air that struck Mo Qingchu's body, causing her to sway slightly. She couldn't withstand it and felt herself becoming lighter as the monk used his spiritual power to protect her, muttering, "What a nuisance."

  Mo Qingchen didn't make a sound, but felt that the speed of the flying sword was much faster than the flight talisman, and it was very stable. He secretly admired himself, wondering when he could control the flying sword to fly, no wonder they said that only when one reached the foundation period did they truly enter the immortal gate.

  He then smiled wryly, as for now it's a matter of survival from morning till night, let's solve the current predicament first before thinking about what comes next.

  After flying for a while, the foundation-building cultivator slowly descended with his flying sword at the entrance of a small town and pulled Mo Qingchen in.

  Mo Qingchen discovered that although this town was not large, all the people coming and going were cultivators, not a single ordinary person in sight.

  "Rent two rooms." The foundation period cultivator led Mo Qingchu into an inn and said.

  Mo Qing dust let out a sigh of relief, this person has not yet gone bad to the bottom, if only rent a room, he would have gone crazy.

  "How long will you be staying?" asked the inn's attendant respectfully.

  "For a month." The foundation-building cultivator prepaid with spirit stones, and another fellow led the two of them to walk towards the back.

  "You rest well today and don't think about escaping." The foundation-building cultivator said in a low voice, then entered another room.

  Mo Qingchen entered his own room, didn't even dare to change clothes or wash up, and just lay down on the bed. Other book friends continued reading normally.

  Although I don't know what means that person has, just his divine insight is enough to take in all of one's movements.

  Mo Qingchu once again deeply felt that in the face of absolute strength, all strategies were powerless.

  Since entering the fifth layer of Lianqi, Mo Qingchen has been in a hurry to refine the Liugu Dan for his grandfather and hasn't had time to learn any spells. It wasn't until he decided to go to the alchemy room that he hastily learned the Rain Transformation Technique and the Sound Transmission Technique so it would be convenient for him when going out.

  Among them, the transmission technique is an auxiliary technique that can be used freely after familiarizing oneself with it several times, while the rain-making technique requires a lot of effort to barely display.

  The Rain Incantation has little attacking power; most cultivators use it for convenience when washing their faces.

  In other words, so far, Mo Qingchen still doesn't know any powerful magic spells.

  As mentioned earlier, Huo Dan Shu, Geng Jin Shu, Hua Yu Shu, Chan Mu Shu and Tu Dun Shu are the most basic five-element spells. All sorts of spells have evolved from these, and each cultivator will develop their own unique spells due to differences in their cultivation methods or insights. Some spells are even more powerful than magical instruments or treasures. However, it is only these five basic spells that all cultivators need to master. For example, if you don't know Hua Yu Shu, then you won't be able to learn any water-based spells.

  Mo Qingchen had barely managed to learn the Rain Technique, but for a while now, she wouldn't be able to research any more powerful water-based spells. Moreover, as a cultivator with gold, wood, fire, and earth spiritual roots, but lacking a water spiritual root, it was destined that she would not achieve great things in water-based magic.

  There is a foundation-building period of study on the side, and fire-based spells cannot be studied. The two spiritual roots of gold and earth are very weak. Mo Qingchen decided to take advantage of this time to learn wood-based spells carefully.

  Entwining Wood Technique, as the name suggests, after it is cast, spiritual power transforms into a tendril of vines that binds and restricts the enemy. Another variation has tendrils with seeds on one's body, where spiritual power only serves to stimulate the growth of the seeds into vines.

  The two have similar power, but the latter consumes less spiritual energy than the former. If some special vines are obtained, the power will be even stronger. Other book friends can read normally:.

  In the depths of the mountain, during the foundation-building period, the cultivators were busy collecting Yellow Flower Grass, while Mo Qingchu secretly picked some seeds and put them on himself.

  However, at this moment, she did not intend to use seeds, but instead used her spiritual power to learn diligently.

  In the blink of an eye, a night had passed, and early on the second day, the foundation period cultivator knocked on Mo Qingchen's door. Seeing that Mo Qingchen had combed his hair neatly, but his clothes were still the same as before, dirty to the point where the original color could hardly be seen.

  "How come you didn't clean up?" The monk of Zhuji period frowned and asked.

  Don't secretly slander me in the dark, I dare to clean up, who knows if you are watching.

  It seems that he had guessed what Mo Qingchen was thinking, and the foundation-building cultivator said calmly: "Don't worry, I'm only interested in whether you can help me or not. As for other things, you can do as you please."

  That expression, as if Mo Qingchen thought he had suffered a great loss, made Mo Qingchen secretly curse.

  "What's still standing there for? Why don't you hurry up and clean it up?"

  Mo Qingchen bit her lip, turned back to the room and took a refreshing bath. Since that person said so, after all, he was a foundation-building cultivator, and it seemed that he wouldn't be so unrefined. She wasn't a masochist, and she had long been tired of the greasy feeling on her body.

  Jian Mo Qing changed into a moon-white dress, walked out with a refreshed look, and the foundation-building cultivator was slightly satisfied. He opened his mouth and said: "Alright, now go to my room and get familiar with it first."

  "What's wrong?" The man frowned and asked, seeing Mo Qingchen motionless.

  Mo Qingchen blinked his eyes and said pitifully: "Senior, junior is hungry."

  After a moment of silence, the Qi Foundation cultivator reluctantly said, "Follow me."

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