Chapter 78 [078] Preferential Treatment

"Fellow Daoist... where are you going?" the disciple asked again.

Shi Qing said: "Snow Mountain."

"Snow mountain? Northern snow mountain?" The Laoshan disciple was stunned. "You? Flying a sword?"

"Ah."

"It's definitely too late!" He got so excited that he started coughing, "Cough cough! Cough cough! Daoist friend... it will take at least seven days for you to fly a sword--!!"

Shi Qing suddenly braked in mid-air! !
The Laoshan disciple on her back pressed his head hard against her neck and shoulders due to inertia!
"Ouch!" He cried out in pain twice, "My wound, my wound!"

Shi Qing: “…I’m sorry.”

I didn't expect that the north-south span of the continent's border would be so large. The Purgatory Sea of ​​Fire is at the southernmost part of the continent, while the Purgatory Snow Mountain is at the northernmost part. Judging from the current progress, it will take at least seven days to fly there by sword.

The time for training in the secret realm is only three days.

Shi Qing flew down to the ground with his sword and placed the man on his back on the ground.

After flying for most of the day, I didn't expect that I still didn't leave the southern area, but just moved from the hottest area to the semi-hot area in the south.

To achieve long-distance teleportation, the fastest way, rather than flying northward on a sword, is to find a formation master to help her engrave a formation plate.

Shi Qing looked at the disciples on the ground and asked, "Sword cultivator?"

The disciple shook his head: "That's not it, it's Fu Xiu."

Shi Qing: “…”

Shi Qing said: "I feel good."

A talisman practitioner, despite suffering such serious injuries, was able to regain consciousness in a short period of time with just a few blood-restoring pills to stop the bleeding, and he even had the energy to speak so many words.

If it were someone else, even a sword cultivator, he might be unconscious for two hours.

Of course - except for her, she will always stay awake!
Shi Qing prepared to go find the formation repairman.

When the man saw that she was about to leave, he quickly said, "Are you going to leave me behind?"

"You," Shi Qing said, "are very energetic."

There is no need to follow her at all.

"This is just my appearance!" The man reached out and grabbed her bandage tightly, saying pitifully, "I'm really, really badly injured! Taoist friends from Sanqing Mountain, isn't your sect the most kind and helpful? Can't you help me find my fellow disciples before you leave?"

Shi Qing said: "Those who practice Taoism do not believe in Buddha, but in the Three Pure Ones."

She continued to turn around, and the man said anxiously: "Wait! Daoist friend! Actually, actually I also know a little bit about the method of carving arrays!"

Shi Qing: “…”

She looked at the man, her eyes were calm and indifferent, but at a certain moment, they seemed to have a little more scrutiny: "How do you know that I am looking for a formation repairman?"

The man coughed lightly and said awkwardly, "Fellow Daoist, you want to go to the Purgatory Snow Mountain, but the teleportation talisman cannot be used, and the flying sword cannot catch up. The only way to get to the snow mountain in a short time is to rely on the teleportation array. So I guess you are in such a hurry because you want to find a famous array master for help, right?"

Shi Qing: “…”

Shi Qing: "Teleportation array, do you know how?"

Since you have some knowledge of carving formations.

"Of course I can. I have a basic formation plate on me, but I don't have much strength now and I'm seriously injured, so I can't carve it." The man lay on the ground with a look of pain on his face.

Shi Qing stood where he was and suddenly drew his sword.

The long sword was unsheathed, drawing a sharp arc, and then rushed straight towards the man!
The disciple seemed to sense Shi Qing's sword power, and was so frightened that he stood up with a somersault, and quickly left the spot. He stood three feet away from her and said in horror: "No, no! I was just a little bit of a rogue, do you really have to draw your sword and chop me?!"

However, the girl seemed to ignore him and plunged a sword into the ground where the man had just been lying. Then a sharp scream was heard, and after the monster died, the remaining monsters were like an extinguished campfire, leaving only black smoke rising into the sky.

For low-level monsters, the score increases by one.

Disciple: "...Great, amazing."

Applause, applause.

Shi Qing put away his sword, raised his head slightly, and said proudly: "Thank you."

Then she looked at the man again: "You have strength."

man:"……"

Wow, here we go, killing two birds with one stone, killing the demon and testing him at the same time.

"Okay, I'll carve a formation for you, but can you promise to help me find my fellow disciples?" The man finally showed some sincerity at this time.

Shi Qing: “…Okay.”

"What if you can't find my fellow disciples, can you let me follow you?" He blinked?
Shi Qing: “…Oh.”

A vague response.

The man didn't believe it so easily.

"Fellow Daoist, please say it well."

Shi Qing: “…Okay.”

"Sanqing Mountain has always kept its promises. I believe that fellow Taoists will never do anything that would damage the reputation of Sanqing Mountain." He was very good at using moral blackmail.

Shi Qing: "Don't talk nonsense."

The process of carving the array is boring.

He took out the basic array disk from his sleeve and said with a smile: "Daoyou are lucky to have met me. I just happen to have a tracking array and a teleportation array that are quite effective."

The man was like a chatterbox, mumbling as he carved the formation: "By the way, fellow Taoist, my name is Chang Zhu, what's your name?"

Shi Qing said: "Shi Qing."

"Shiqing," the man nodded. "It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival. What a good name!"

Shi Qing: “…”

She gave him a strange look.

Chang Zhu: "…What, what happened?"

Shi Qing: "Nothing."

Just a little unexpected.

When someone else heard her name for the first time, they didn't show any surprise.

And... he recites poetry like an idiot.

After carving for a long time, this guy only carved less than one-fifth of it.

Shi Qing said: "So slow."

If it were Zhongli Jin, he would have finished carving it and taken her to find his junior sister long ago.

Chang Zhu's mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I told you I'm injured, Fellow Daoist Shi Qing."

"My junior brother," Shi Qing said, "is seriously injured. One stick of incense will engrave a period of time."

Chang Zhu snorted coldly, turned his head away, and said unconvincedly: "Yes, yes, Daoist Fellow Shi Qing, your junior brother is the most powerful!"

Another half hour passed, and the array disk was only carved to two-fifths.

Shi Qing stood up with his sword in hand: "Waste of time."

"Fellow Daoist Shi Qing! Can't you be a little more understanding? I'm a talisman practitioner! I just know a little bit about engraving formations!"

Shi Qing's eyes were calm and indifferent: "No." He turned and left.

"Fellow!!!"

Shi Qing didn't care.

——I don’t know what’s going on with my junior sister.

The sound transmission stone hasn't received any message from her yet. Shi Qing held the stone in his hand, feeling a little worried. His junior sister was being chased by a monster. If he spoke rashly, he might accidentally expose her location.

Therefore, until now, Shi Qing has not contacted Shen Xiang again. She is waiting for the girl to contact her actively.

Being able to take the initiative to contact means that you have escaped from trouble.

*
As it turned out, Shi Qing was right.

Shen Xiang was hiding in a cave in the snowy mountains.

The girl in red is extremely conspicuous in the snow-covered mountains, and will be easily discovered by monsters no matter where she hides.

Some low-level monsters are okay, she doesn't have to look for them, they will come to her door on their own, but mid-level monsters are not so easy to deal with.

Shi Qing is actually at the southernmost part of the continent.

Shen Xiang gritted her teeth slightly, this was different from the rules.

If one wants the Nascent Soul and Spirit Severing disciples to protect the Foundation Establishment disciples in the team, then these disciples of these cultivation levels will definitely not be teleported too far away.

However, now, it is Senior Sister Yunying who is in the Spirit Severing Stage who is closer to Senior Brother Muzhou. She and Shi Qing are actually at two extremes on the mainland!
Shen Xiang regulated his breathing for a while and recovered some of his strength.

But at this moment, another call of a mandrill was heard outside the cave!

The sound was so loud and deafening that it caused the snow piled on the mountain to collapse downwards.

Shen Xiang was shocked. She had to get out quickly, otherwise the cave entrance would be blocked by heavy snow!

She drew her sword and fled on it, but when she was about to rush out of the cave, a huge hairy hand grabbed her body!
Shen Xiang spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He looked up.

She saw a huge mandrill covered with long white hair, opening its mouth wide and staring at her greedily and evilly!
It was the monster that had been chasing her from a while ago—the Snow Mandrill!

The snow mandrill had long fangs like a porcupine on both sides of its mouth. Its mouth was scarlet and filled with densely packed teeth, and it was filled with demonic energy, as if it wanted to eat her in one bite.

Chen Xiang quickly made a gesture to control the sword, and the long sword flew upwards with a "whoosh" sound, piercing through the wrist of the mandrill that was holding her body. Flames instantly burst out from the hilt of the sword, turning into a winding fire snake that spread upwards along the mandrill's arm and rushed straight into its eyes!
The snow mandrill roared, and it was so hot that it couldn't help but let go of Shen Xiang. Taking this opportunity, Shen Xiang quickly flew on his sword.

The monster's roar triggered a bigger avalanche. Shen Xiang flew into the sky, but the higher she went, the lower the temperature became. She was already wearing thin clothes, and even with her spiritual power to protect her body and keep warm, it would be difficult for her to have extra spiritual power to use after escaping for a long time.

Shen Xiang couldn't fly too high and soon fell back to the ground. Her throat felt fishy and sweet, and something seemed to be gushing out of her chest. She also spat out a mouthful of blood in the next second!

Sensing the shaking ground, she realized that an avalanche had occurred. She then ignored her injuries, stepped forward, picked up the sword, and ran forward.

The teleportation talisman cannot be used, the senior sister is not around, there is an avalanche behind him, and a mid-level snow mandrill is chasing him. I am afraid that he has entered an extreme state of escape again.

Shen Xiang's strength was rapidly draining away. It was freezing cold, and she gritted her teeth and dared not stop. She also did not want to contact Shi Qing at this moment, as that would definitely make the other party worry.

But even if you don't dare to stop, your running speed will become slower and slower.

With his spiritual power thin and his spiritual roots exhausted, Shen Xiang finally fell in the snow.

Her body temperature had dropped to freezing point, and she barely had the strength to move her fingers.

The snow mandrills have caught up and an avalanche is about to come.

Shen Xiang's breathing was weak, and at this moment the figures of Shi Yue and Shi Qing kept appearing in his mind.

I didn't expect to be in such a mess in the secret realm.

The snow mandrill's big hand stretched out towards Chen Xiang. Just when it was about to touch the girl's body, a sharp sword light suddenly appeared, and the long sword with the great perfection of the late Jindan stage directly chopped off the snow mandrill's hand at that moment!

It roared in pain and anger, looked in the direction where the sword came from, and then several cold sword lights shot directly through its forehead!
The evil spirit in the Snow Mountain Mandrill dissipated instantly, and Shen Xiang was startled to see that Mu Nianxi, whom he had met in Xuanxiao Sect before, was actually here!

The woman descended like a fairy, lifted Shen Xiang by the collar, and brought her to a safe place.

"Junior sister from Sanqing Mountain, are you okay?" Mu Nianxi said in a gentle voice. He took out two blood-restoring pills and gave them to her, saying, "Take these quickly."

Shen Xiang opened his eyes and looked at her for a long time, but did not reach out to take it.

The woman was a little confused by the look and asked, "What happened to Junior Sister?"

"...It's OK. Thank you, Brother Mu, for your help," Chen Xiang smiled and said, "Just call me Shi Xiang."

She took the blood-restoring pill, put it in her mouth, and then began to regulate her breathing.

After a moment, Shen Xiang's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she opened her eyes and said, "I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Mu was also in Purgatory Snow Mountain."

"Yes," Mu Nianxi said, "After I came in, I wanted to find my fellow apprentices, but I didn't expect the teleportation talisman to be unusable."

"That's what happens when you're too far away from them," Shen Xiang said.

Mu Nianxi said: "You haven't recovered yet, why don't we travel together so that we can take care of each other."

Shen Xiang nodded, "Okay, but in my current state, I'm afraid I'll cause trouble for Fellow Daoist Mu."

"It's okay," Mu Nianxi smiled softly and beautifully, "You are Ajin's junior sister, and you must take good care of him on weekdays. It's my responsibility to take care of you. Consider it my way of repaying you on behalf of Ajin."

"Ajin?" Chen Xiang raised an eyebrow: "Fellow Daoist Mu seems to love and care for Junior Brother Zhongli, and he calls him quite affectionately."

"After all, I have watched him grow up." The woman's brows were a little melancholy: "He is a very good child, I love him very much."

"Is that so?" Chen Xiang stared at Mu Nianxi and asked, "Do you have a sound transmission stone?"

Mu Nianxi nodded: "Yes, but I can't contact Junior Brother Zhongli."

"Why?"

The woman sighed, "The sect's sound transmission stone can only be used to communicate with the sect's disciples. Ah Jin might have taken the wrong one when he set out. The sound transmission stone he has now is probably from your Sanqing Mountain."

Shen Xiang understood.

She and Shi Qing thought that Zhongli Jin would use Xuanxiao Sect's sound transmission stone, so they never thought of contacting the young man.

But now Mu Nianxi told her that Zhongli Jin might have brought the wrong stone.

Shen Xiang picked up his voice stone and tried to call Zhongli Jin twice.

Sure enough, the sound transmission stone emitted a beam of light, and then the boy's slightly panting voice could be heard in response: "... Junior Sister?"

When Mu Nianxi heard Zhong Lijin's voice, his eyes lit up and he immediately said, "Ajin!"

"Senior Sister Mu, you're here too? Are you all okay?"

Mu Nianxi said: "We are fine and safe at the moment, but I can't contact you and I'm a little worried."

"Don't worry." Zhong Lijin comforted the two, "I have only some minor matters here. Once they are resolved, Junior Brother will come to find you right away."

*
End the conversation with the Voice Stone.

Zhongli Jin looked at the people in front of him.

Several men in light blue clothes in front of him were looking at him with smug and mocking expressions.

"Zhongli Jin," Wang Yao raised his eyebrows and walked forward leisurely, "Does this young master keep his word? If I say I will come to find you after entering the secret realm, I will definitely come."

Zhong Lijin glanced at the four people, smiled, and said, "The teleportation is random, but Fellow Daoist Wang and his fellow disciples were able to teleport to the same place, and they were able to find me so accurately at the beginning. Is it because the head of your sect has been treating you too much favorably since he became the host?"

"We can't help it. Who made the head of Sanqing Sect to be in seclusion for this year's competition? This good thing will naturally fall to us at Cangyue Mountain." Wang Yao narrowed his eyes with arrogance and raised his eyebrows.

Zhongli Jin nodded, his face gentle and soft, his smile harmless: "So Fellow Daoist Wang also knows that this opportunity was given by Sanqing Mountain on its own initiative, and it was not something you really fought for with your own strength."

I've been a bit stuck these past two days, so I need to make some time to transition, woo woo woo...