"Meng Qi, give it a try."
Pei Mufeng opened his palm, and there was a small jade slip lying in it.
The jade slip was yellow in color, and it looked very warm, probably because it had been rubbed for a long time.
There was a bright red thread running through the center, which was probably the proof of Sikong Xing's demon bloodline.
Meng Qi hesitated, then reached out and picked up the jade slip. The jade slip was slightly cold, but it warmed up when she touched it. It gently fell into her palm, and there was nothing wrong with it.
"Huh?" This time, Sikong Xing was stunned. He looked at Meng Qi, then at Pei Mufeng, and couldn't help but ask, "You want … Meng Qi to give it a try?"
"Yes." Pei Mufeng nodded.
"But the bloodline backlash …" Sikong Xing wanted to say something, but he closed his mouth again.
Anyway, at most, it would be the same as Chu Tianfeng's. It wouldn't have any effect.
She thought about it, and it wasn't a big deal.
The bloodline backlash was a very painful thing for demon cultivators. Not only would they feel pain, but the feeling of being suppressed by a terrifying big shot was not something that everyone could bear.
"Okay." Meng Qi clenched her hand and held the jade slip.
Before she could send in her spiritual energy, she suddenly heard a distant and somewhat strange sound.
It sounded like the wind, but also like someone was whispering something.
It was a sound that Meng Qi had never heard before. It was bleak and distant, as if it came from ten thousand years ago, or even the more distant ancient times.
Then the sound became louder. Meng Qi could at least hear that the voice was indeed speaking, but it was speaking in a strange language that she had never heard before.
The voice was still bleak and distant, with an indescribable sense of solemnity. The speed of speaking was not fast. After he repeated it a few times, Meng Qi could hear his tone clearly.
However, she still didn't understand what the other party was saying.
Meng Qi looked up and looked at the circle of friends around her, their faces full of expectation and curiosity.
"How is it?" Chu Tianfeng was the most anxious. He rushed to ask, "Meng Qi, if you feel uncomfortable, just ignore it."
Meng Qi nodded lightly at him, indicating that he understood.
She then looked at Pei Mufeng. The swordsman's eyes were as calm as a lake and as bright as the stars. He looked at her calmly, as if telling her that no matter what happened next, he would not be surprised.
Meng Qi's gaze finally landed on Sikong Xing's face. The woman in red looked at her with a pair of bright eyes and said worriedly, "Meng Qi, don't force yourself."
Meng Qi opened her mouth. She tried her best to lower her voice, imitating the strange and difficult tone, and uttered the strange sentence that the other party kept repeating.
Fortunately, the sentence was not long. Meng Qi had a good memory. Although she did not understand the meaning of the sentence at all, she felt that there was no problem with it when she repeated it.
However, the voice in the jade slip was bleak and distant. Meng Qi's voice was clear and cold, like mountain spring water, lacking the solemnity.
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Sikong Xing's face instantly became extremely pale.
Her big eyes were full of surprise, and a faint trace of fear overflowed from the depths of her eyes. Finally, it occupied her entire eyes, and even her expression became frightened.
The tall body of the woman in red trembled slightly. Her usually cheerful voice became dry, "Meng, Meng Qi … what did you say?"
Meng Qi opened her mouth and repeated the sentence.
"Bang!" Sikong Xing's soul left her body, and she directly knelt down.
"My … my lord …" Her body trembled even more violently on the ground, as if she had seen the most frightening and awe-inspiring person in the world.
"Xingxing." Meng Qi quickly reached out and helped her up. "What's wrong?"
"Meng Qi … Qiqi …" Sikong Xing grabbed her arm. Her small face was still pale, and her eyes were full of fear. She even looked behind her with some panic.
"I am Qiqi." Meng Qi held her hand and said, "That sentence …"
"Ah —" Sikong Xing exclaimed in a low voice, and her body trembled again.
"It's okay, it's okay." Meng Qi quickly hugged her and patted her back gently. He did not dare to ask any more questions.
Chu Tianfeng and the others exchanged glances with each other.
In fact, they were also very curious, but they also knew that they could not rush Sikong Xing in the presence of the Taoist priest.
They tacitly formed a circle, carefully watching their surroundings while looking at the two women standing in each other's embrace.
When Meng Qi raised his hand again, there was a faint aura flowing through his fingertips.
His hand patted Sikong Xing's back again and again, and his voice seemed to be full of comforting power.
This was a small spell commonly used by medical cultivators, the Empty Spirit Spell. It could soothe people's hearts and make them calm down quickly.
Sikong Xing quickly calmed down, but she still lay on Meng Qi's shoulder.
She was taller than Meng Qi, so she put her chin on Meng Qi's shoulder and was about to bend down.
Sikong Xing did not seem to care at all. He hugged her for a while more before gently letting go of her.
"Xingxing?" Meng Qi looked at Sikong Xing and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"
"Yes." Sikong Xing responded in a low voice.
"It's my fault." Meng Qi looked apologetically at Sikong Xing, who rarely fell into a low voice, "I shouldn't have casually imitated that person's words. I scared you."
He reached out and gently pinched Sikong Xing's face as he spoke.
Sikong Xing's face turned pale again, and he asked, "Who? Who is that person? Just now, you … "
He swallowed his saliva with some difficulty, and then slowly asked, "Did you learn that sentence from that person?"
"Let's not talk about that person." Meng Qi waved his hand, not wanting to scare Sikong Xing again.
"I'm fine." Sikong Xing let out a long breath and patted his chest, "I was just a little … a little too sudden, so I was scared."
She said, "I'm fine."
"Really?" Meng Qi stared at her. Her face was still a little pale, but the fear in her eyes faded a lot.
"I promise." Sikong Xing said, his voice becoming more lively, "Just now, I was really caught off guard, that's why I was scared."
Sikong Xing paused and then said, "The yao realm is not like the three thousand worlds where you xiuzhe live. The yao realm and the mo realm are the same …"
She explained, "They attach great importance to the hierarchy. In our yao realm, bloodline is respected, because those with powerful bloodlines will cultivate faster, and it will be easier for them to absorb the ling energy in the starlight. Those with nobler bloodlines who cultivate at the same time, ten years later, may have higher cultivation than us by a great realm, or even more. "
"So …" Sikong Xing continued, "In the yao realm, those with nobler bloodlines naturally have a deterrent effect on yao xiuzhe with lower bloodlines."
"So that's how it is." Several people nodded.
Among these people, except for Meng Qi, they all came from famous large sects of the three thousand worlds and four worlds. Even Li Che's Azure Sea Book Academy could rank in the top ten of the Southern Land.
The inheritances of these sects were naturally far superior to Meng Qi's Cool Breeze Valley. They had more or less heard about the yao realm in their sects.
It was just that they didn't go into as much detail as Sikong Xing.
"What Meng Qi said just now was the yao language of the yao realm's royal family. When the lower yao xiuzhe heard an order issued in this yao language, they couldn't resist at all." Sikong Xing couldn't help but stroke her chest again, looking like she still had some lingering fear.
"Then …" Li Che asked curiously, "If someone learned the royal yao language, wouldn't they be able to swindle and bully people in the yao realm? Huh? That's not right! "
He said, "If every clan in the yao realm has their own language, then when you talk to us, are you specifically learning our human language? That's not right either. "
Without waiting for Sikong Xing to answer, Li Che scratched his head first. "I've dealt with some yao xiuzhe before, and I feel like I can understand their language."
"How can it be that easy?!" Sikong Xing said, "We usually speak like humans. The same goes for the demon xiuzhe in the demon realm. But that's right! "
She emphasized, "This kind of yao language represents the bloodline. If the yao xiuzhe of that clan didn't learn it, they would be like me just now, suffering from the backlash of the bloodline."
Sikong Xing didn't wait for Chu Tianfeng to speak, and guessed what the other party wanted to say first. She quickly said, "You humans can't use the power of the bloodline. Even if you copy it, it won't have any deterrent effect on us. So just now Meng Qi … "
When she said this, she also felt a little strange.
Logically speaking, if Meng Qi was just imitating the tone of the voice, she shouldn't be so afraid.
Sikong Xing didn't say that when Meng Qi spoke just now, she really thought that a Great Sky Demon of the royal family had descended. That kind of trembling and fear that even suppressed every strand of her hair couldn't be faked.
She thought for a moment, then suddenly stood steadily, and then clenched her fists hard, and said to Meng Qi, "Meng Qi, say that sentence again."
After Sikong Xing finished speaking, she even nodded hard at Meng Qi.
"Forget it." Meng Qi waved his hand and said with a smile, "I haven't used my spiritual energy yet. I just held the jade slip and heard the sound. It shouldn't be anything."
"No." Sikong Xing was stunned for a moment, then stood even more firmly, and said stubbornly, "Meng Qi, say it again."
Meng Qi looked at her helplessly. He could only open his mouth and repeat the sentence that she didn't understand at all.
His voice was clear and cold. He was worried that he would scare Sikong Xing, so he deliberately made his voice gentle. When he heard it, it was like a cool breeze.
Sikong Xing, who was standing steadily, swayed again.
But this time, she was prepared. She didn't kneel down again. She only looked at Meng Qi with a pale face.
"Xingxing?" Meng Qi reached out to support her.
"I'm fine." Sikong Xing shook her head. It took her a while to recover.
She exhaled and said, "This is …"
Sikong Xing thought for a moment, then said, "Yao Yu of the royal family, and one of the four royal families."
"Then what does this sentence mean?" Meng Qi asked.
"In my name, listen to my orders," Sikong Xing said slowly.
She quickly said, "Meng Qi, if you go to the Demon Realm, once this sentence is said, the entire Demon Realm, except for the top Great Demon Lords of the four royal families, no other Demon Clan will dare to disobey your orders."
Meng Qi: "…"
She heard Sikong Xing's explanation just now, so she asked again, "Is what I said useful?"
"Of course!" Sikong Xing nodded with certainty. "No matter what you ordered me to do, I couldn't resist. If I didn't want to, the bloodline pressure would make me unable to move at all. "
Meng Qi's beautiful eyes flashed. He stared at Sikong Xing for a moment.
"Okay, okay." Sikong Xing didn't want to recall that terrifying feeling. She urged Meng Qi, "Meng Qi, quickly look at what's written in the jade scroll."
She said, "Don't worry. Since you can hear the bloodline order in the jade scroll, you can read the contents inside."
"Okay." Meng Qi held the jade scroll again and slowly sent a wisp of spirit energy into it.
She was very careful. She gently touched the jade scroll with her spirit energy, ready to withdraw it immediately if something went wrong.
But as soon as her spirit energy touched the jade scroll, a huge suction force seemed to come from inside and completely absorbed her spirit energy.
Meng Qi was stunned. This time, she sent more spirit energy into the jade scroll.
The jade scroll was still unceremonious. It directly swallowed all the spirit energy she sent in.
"How is it?" Chu Tianfeng stared at her and quickly asked.
"It completely swallowed all the spirit energy I sent in," Meng Qi explained helplessly.
"That's right." Sikong Xing clenched her left fist and hammered her right palm. "Meng Qi can unlock this jade scroll!"
She announced excitedly, "You have to send in more spirit energy."
"Okay." Meng Qi simply sent in more spirit energy this time.
The jade scroll was still unceremonious. It completely swallowed her spirit energy.
This time, without Sikong Xing saying anything, Meng Qi seemed to feel the jade scroll telling her, "More."
Meng Qi: "…"
The amount of spirit energy she sent in just now wasn't little. She was a xiuzhe who had just reached yuanying. Just now, she sent in one-third of her spirit energy into the jade scroll. The jade scroll actually wanted more?
"Meng Qi." Li Che looked at Meng Qi and reminded her, "Be careful. Don't try to be brave."
"En." Meng Qi nodded.
If it was any other time, she probably wouldn't try. But right now, she couldn't. Ling Ji Qianbei was taken away by the seven-colored light. The xiuzhe of the same generation who entered Ten Extremes Mountain all fell silent.
This time, Meng Qi sent more than twice as much spirit energy into the jade scroll.
Spirit energy surged in, but was instantly swallowed clean.
Meng Qi: "…"
"It still doesn't work?" Sikong Xing asked.
"I reckon that this jade scroll looks down on us nascent soul newbies." Meng Qi smiled bitterly and joked.
Her spiritual sea was already more than half empty. That jade scroll didn't even reveal anything. It was too different from the jade scrolls of the trichiliocosm.
The jade scrolls they used, even if they recorded very important inheritances, only needed a little bit of spirit energy to be used.
Meng Qi took a deep breath. She took out two Northern Darkness Pills and swallowed them.
She sat down cross-legged. At the same time, she used the Northern Darkness Mantra. Not long after, the spirit energy in her spiritual sea was full again.
Meng Qi simply sat cross-legged and sent all her spirit energy into the jade scroll.
There was no response.
Meng Qi: "…"
She didn't believe it!
Meng Qi didn't just want to break the formation. This jade scroll was like a bottomless pit. It aroused her competitive spirit.
She casually took out her medicine knife and held it horizontally in her hand.
"Meng, Meng Qi." Sikong Xing squatted beside her. Her other friends were also sitting or squatting, looking at her.
"Hmph!" Meng Qi had a rare bit of temper. She lightly snorted. The medicine knife in her right hand moved nimbly on the ground beside her. She quickly drew an exquisitely structured formation.
Sikong Xing: "…"
She was a yao cultivator after all. She knew more about formations.
Even so, she couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when she saw Meng Qi draw such a complicated formation. She didn't know how to do it anyway.
Yan Xuan raised his eyebrows.
Their Hidden Moon Valley was a sect that had existed for tens of thousands of years since the ancient times. Their understanding of formations was much greater than normal xiuzhe. They also knew some of the ancient formation cultivators' postures when they fought.
The way Meng Qi held the medicine knife and drew the formation reminded him of the ancient legends. Was it those formation cultivators who were powerful enough to move unhindered?
Hmm?
Ancient formation cultivators?
Yan Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Meng Qi." Chu Tianfeng asked, "What are you doing?"
"I don't have enough spirit energy." Meng Qi smiled. "But I have enough spirit stones!"
As she spoke, she threw out six Spirit Stones with a 'swish' sound.
— And they were all Xuan spirit stones!
They were embedded in the six corners of the formation.
Meng Qi held the jade scroll and stepped into the formation. The formation suddenly shone brightly. The spirit energy in the Xuan spirit stones was instantly sucked out and entered the jade scroll in Meng Qi's hand.
"Heh." She chuckled and threw out six more Xuan spirit stones.
Then six more.
Six more!
… …
Chu Tianfeng, Sikong Xing, and the others were dumbfounded.
Sikong Xing's father was a famous rich man in the yao world. He was the richest man in the Crimson Fox Clan. He doted on her very much, but she didn't have that many Xuan spirit stones.
After Meng Qi threw out a total of 108 Xuan spirit stones, the formation's light finally weakened.
Then, Sikong Xing and the others saw that the jade scroll in Meng Qi's hand lit up with a soft light. A thin blood line drilled from the jade scroll into Meng Qi's palm.
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