Above the peak of the Nanhua Sect, Lu Muqiu rode a cloud and arrived in front of Nie Gui. He politely cupped his hands and reported his name, saying a few polite words.
"I'm a newcomer and have long heard of Spiritual Master Nie's fame. When we fight later, I hope you will show mercy."
Nie Gui glanced at him and saw that although his clothes were clean and simple, his face was covered by a mask that revealed only his eyes. Frowning, he shouted, "If you go back now, I can still spare your life. Otherwise, if we fight, there will be no reason for me to stop."
Different from his brother Nie Zhang's calm temperament, he had cultivated for a long time and lived for more than four hundred years. His seniority in the sect was also high and he rarely met a worthy opponent, so he was full of arrogance.
Lu Muqiu wasn't angry at all and put on the appearance of a junior. He cupped his hands and said humbly, "I have been entrusted by the sect and dare not retreat. I hope Spiritual Master Nie can forgive me."
Nie Gui's eyes turned cold and said, "Seeing that you are so polite, I can let you make the first move. Don't say that I bullied you."
Lu Muqiu nodded and said, "Then I won't be polite."
He leaned back slightly and retreated five hundred feet, putting some distance between him and Nie Gui. He then waved his hand and released a cloud of smoke from his sleeve. This fog was thick and turbid, like rolling sand and sand. In just a dozen breaths, it had stained the green jade within a thousand feet.
The tens of thousands of cultivators in the Chengyuan Gorge could only see the thick leaden cloud in the sky, but the two figures could no longer be seen.
Not to mention them, even the vision of the cultivators watching the battle from the various peaks was mostly unable to see through it.
On the peak of the Huanzhen Temple, the cultivator surnamed Yu raised a finger to his eye and instantly opened the Dharma Eye. A light of a foot long shot out from it. Looking at it, the situation within the cloud could be seen clearly.
The elder sitting at the side said with relief, "Martial Nephew Yu, your attainment in the Interior Huanzhen Dharma Eye is even better than Martial Nephew Chen."
At this point, his expression darkened and he shook his head and sighed, saying, "It's a pity for Martial Nephew Chen. If it wasn't for his unyielding character, he could still be useful. With his aptitude, there are very few amongst the younger generation that can surpass him. "
The cultivator surnamed Yu said in a low voice, "I've heard that there's a Junior Sister Zhang Zhen from the Grand Transformation Grotto in Treasure Sun City. She's making rapid progress in the Interior Realm."
The elder's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded in agreement, "Not bad, this disciple is different from the rest. She is worthy of the two words' young phoenix '. Although no one knows the grade of her dan, but looking at Master Pang's manner of concealing it, it should be within the top three grades. "
As the two of them were conversing, the cultivators from the various peaks also brought out their techniques to observe the battle. Zhang Yan smiled faintly. He closed his eyes and moved his mind. A sword pill suddenly leaped out from the top of his head and emitted threads of cold starlight. This was the fusion of his mind and sword. Using the Sword Eye to observe the battle situation. Under this technique, the fog couldn't obstruct him.
At this moment, within that ball of cloud and mist, Nie Gui's gaze could only sweep three feet around him. He looked around at the dusky world and sneered, "You people of the Devil Sect really like to play these damned tricks. This method can only fool those unorthodox people. In front of me, it's not enough."
He pursed his lips and suddenly let out a clear cry that resembled both an eagle and a crane.
When the two-headed magpie heard this sound, it suddenly flapped its wings and let out a cry in response. The head on the left suddenly spat out balls of clear fire. This fire flew out, dispersing the fog wherever it went.
And the head on the right raised up and sucked in the air like a whale sucking in water, sucking in the rolling fog into its belly.
After a dozen breaths, all the fog had been swept away and the sky became clear again.
Lu Muqiu's heart trembled slightly. Although he had only used a small technique, the fog had been refined from the corrosive yin energy that had accumulated under the sand for a thousand years. He hadn't expected it to be broken so easily and thoroughly. The uniqueness of this spirit bird was even higher than he had imagined.
The ancestor of this magpie had been found by the founder of the South Flower Sect from the South Cliff Continent and had been tamed using a secret technique in the sect. Because it wasn't easy to reproduce, there were only a few of them every thousand years. There were very few disciples who could tame it, and Nie Gui was one of them.
Although this demon couldn't transform, its skills were comparable to a Yuanying Zhenren. It had the strength to tear apart great demons and could control fire. It could be said to be extremely fierce.
Lu Muqiu pondered for a moment and suddenly grabbed a few bolts of hard lightning and threw them forward.
Nie Gui's eyes were filled with ridicule as he said, "Just a small technique and you want to show off?"
He didn't even release the protective light on his body. The magpie under his feet gave a long cry and a streak of star fire rose from its feathers. In an instant, it spread all over his body. Red light and black wind flowed and fluttered, dazzling to the eyes. When the hard lightning came within three hundred feet, pieces of tinder flew out and blocked it without missing a single one.
Lu Muqiu thought to himself, "No wonder this Nie Gui is so arrogant. He's actually not small. With this spirit bird protecting him, it's difficult to harm him with normal techniques. However, he definitely has a weakness. I need to test him slowly and find a way to find it."
Although he had many remarkable techniques, when cultivators fought, they would think of a way to get their talisman within a hundred feet of them before they could use their power.
If the distance was a little further, even if the talisman closed in, the opponent would have enough time to react and think of a way to avoid it.
After all, the magpie was a spirit bird. Its wings created wind and it flew very fast. With such a distance, even if he had a powerful talisman that could break through the fire, it wouldn't be much of a threat. Therefore, if he wanted to defeat this person, he had to find another way.
Just as he was thinking, Nie Gui took out a talisman from his sleeve and threw it at his feet. The talisman cracked open and out came a thirty feet long green bird's soul essence with blue wings, white belly and brown claws. The bird was agile in its flight and as soon as it came out, it locked onto Lu Muqiu and flapped its wings to attack him.
Lu Muqiu didn't panic. He calmly used his escape technique and turned into a faintly discernible smoke, flying around the magpie. At the same time, he patiently thought of a countermeasure.
Although the green bird's soul essence chased after him, because of his extreme speed, it couldn't catch up.
Nie Gui, however, didn't chase after him. Although the Southern Flower Sect rarely interacted with the disciples of the Devil Sect, they knew that Huncheng Cult's flying technique was exceptional. Because the magpie's body was huge, it wasn't very agile. If it chased after him rashly, it would waste its mana in vain.
After flying around for an hour, Lu Muqiu still didn't make a move. His gaze was calm and he maintained sufficient patience.
However, Nie Gui was getting impatient. He let out a low cry, the magpie raised its two heads and flapped its wings. Suddenly, smoke and fire rose up. Up, down, left and right, within a thousand feet, countless raging flames and black wind appeared out of thin air, densely packed like stars.
This was to obstruct Lu Muqiu's escape. However, there wasn't a hint of panic in his eyes. His body was like a stream of light, moving swiftly through the sky. A wisp of greyish white smoke could be seen moving left and right, always able to avoid the cracks in the raging flames.
Especially the High Cloud above his head. Although it was greyish and unremarkable, it seemed to contain a slight suction force. If one looked closely, one could see circles of whirlpools revolving around him. Any scattered wind and fire that came near would be sucked into the whirlpools and disappear.
Nie Gui was slightly surprised. He looked at him seriously and raised his eyebrows. "You do have some skill."
Lu Muqiu had only achieved Yuanying for a little more than ten years. This time, he was sent by the sect to spar with Xuanmen. This wasn't a coincidence.
In the internal sect competition, all the fellow disciples of the same generation as him had lost to him without exception. Among them, there was no lack of second tier Yuanying cultivators.
Although it was a spar between fellow disciples, and he couldn't use many self-harming methods, it was enough to show that he wasn't ordinary.
After another moment, when even the spectators below were feeling dizzy, Lu Muqiu's eyes suddenly focused. He noticed that Nie Gui had done an inconspicuous action.
Nie Gui took out a medicinal pill from his sleeve and tossed it down. One of the magpies raised its head and swallowed it.
This bird usually ate a hundred pythons every day. Only a sect like Nanhua Sect that was good at raising spirit beasts could afford to raise it. However, once it left the sect, it could only consume medicinal pills. Once its divine ability was restricted, the vital energy in its body would be greatly consumed. It needed to be replenished with medicinal pills to prevent it from being unable to fight.
A glint flashed in Lu Muqiu's eyes. After thinking for a while, he put up two fingers and took out a spell.
A long grayish-black rope immediately flew out from the high clouds above. It was like a coiling snake, and at the front was a long hook with an eagle's beak. The hook's body was wrapped in black smoke, like silk, and drifted like fire.
This hook was called "Desolation Chasing Hook". It took the foul air from the depths of the earth and refined fine jade sand that had been polished by wind and water for millions of years. Once it was used, it could fly several miles away and absorb spiritual aura and absorb spiritual essence.
He shouted and pointed with his hand to control the magic treasure. The hook flew up and circled once in the air before suddenly descending. It struck the Soul Essence of the Azure Bird that was chasing behind him, and with just a pull, it had already been minced into pieces.
Seeing him get rid of the blue bird's soul essence so easily, Nie Gui only glanced at it casually and was completely unmoved. Instead, he was slightly happy that Lu Muqiu was finally willing to make a move.
If this stalemate continued, he didn't know how long the battle would last. He could only hope to get rid of this person quickly.
Lu Muqiu took advantage of the fact that there was nothing obstructing him. He spread his sleeves and flew up, looking down from above. He took out a spell and the Desolation Chasing Hook let out a strange whistle. It pulled out a long black rope and attacked from a thousand feet above.
Nie Gui's eyes were still filled with mockery. He allowed the fire feathers on Ao Que's body to block. In an instant, the Desolation Chasing Hook surrounded him and attacked dozens of times.
It seemed like this attack was futile. However, Lu Muqiu wasn't impatient. He waved his hand and took back the treasure.
Holding it in front of his eyes, he saw that there was a ball of spiritual aura on the hook that was hard to see with the naked eye. It was the spiritual essence that Ao Que had absorbed. He secretly placed his hand on it and slowly rubbed it. After a while, he absorbed it into his body.
His Desolate Pecking Hook combined with the secret techniques of the Sect of Chaos. When he attacked in front of the enemy, he didn't need to touch the body. Even if he just touched a bit of the aura, he could absorb a bit of spiritual essence from the body. Because this method was hard to detect, people who didn't know the ins and outs of the situation would be at a disadvantage if they came into contact with it.
If the opponent's vitality was strong, absorbing some of the spiritual essence was nothing. However, he could see that this bird couldn't fight for long. During the battle, it still needed to replenish itself with pills. If he used this method four or five more times, before the opponent noticed, he would be able to absorb thirty percent of the spiritual bird's energy. At that time, the threat would be greatly reduced.
And Nie Gui's battle power was mostly due to this spiritual bird. Once the bird was weakened, it would be much easier to deal with it.
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