After Li Che finished speaking, he patted Meng Qi's shoulder. Looking at her furrowed brows, he couldn't help but laugh. "Meng Qi, be more decisive."
"Then it's decided." He continued, "Let's talk about something else first."
He asked again, "If Yan Xuan's spirit sea can be successfully repaired, what do you plan to do with his inner core?"
Meng Qi hesitated and didn't speak.
"The netherworld spike and the stardust stone." Li Che continued, "We have both now. This is an opportunity, Meng Qi."
His tone became excited. For a medical practitioner, being able to encounter a situation like Yan Xuan's and still be able to cure him was definitely something to look forward to.
"Let's think of a way to get the netherworld spike first." Meng Qi said and pondered for a moment.
She reached out and touched her storage bag, holding the medicine knife horizontally in her hand.
"You have a way?" Li Che curiously followed beside her, waiting to see what she was going to do.
"Yes, I'll try." As she spoke, she bent over and began to draw on the ground.
"Hehehehe." On that cliff, the eyes of the black-clothed sword practitioner sitting on the edge of the cliff lit up. He said, "She's going to use a formation."
"Oh." The red-clothed woman quickly walked to his side and looked in the direction of Meng Qi and Li Che in the distance.
The mountain wind blew. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled slightly.
"I'm not surprised that she can think of using a formation." The black-clothed sword practitioner bent one leg. The lazy smile on his face deepened. "After all, she's a disciple of a famous master, and she's quite talented in this area."
"It's a pity …" He shook his head. His tone sounded regretful, but the smile on his face didn't fade. A hint of coldness even flashed through his eyes. "It's a pity that her cultivation is too low. She can't control a formation to such a fine degree with her consciousness and cultivation."
"Heh." The white-haired man suddenly laughed coldly.
"What are you laughing at?" The black-clothed swordsman turned his head and glanced at him unhappily. "Am I wrong? If she had already reached the Spirit Severing stage, there would still be a glimmer of hope in this situation. But she's just a Nascent Soul … Nascent Soul cultivator. So what if her divine sense is powerful and she's a top Nascent Soul cultivator? "
The black-clothed swordsman laughed in schadenfreude, "Don't tell me that she can split herself in half, with one half controlling the array and the other half healing people?"
"There are many schools of xiuzhe. In terms of combat power, sword xiu, spell xiu, and formation xiu are naturally above medical xiu." The white-haired man's tone was indifferent. "But don't forget, when it comes to divine sense, medical practitioners have always been outstanding."
"So what? She was a Nascent Soul cultivator. No matter how strong her divine sense is, could it be that she can split her divine sense into two like a FenShen cultivator? "
"Moreover, the divine sense of a medical cultivator is indeed stronger than that of other sects, but it's not to the extent that it can directly erase an entire realm."
"They don't dare to touch the Netherworld Spike, so they can only use the formation to control the puppets to retrieve it. After the Netherworld Spike is removed, it will quickly wither and lose its medicinal properties. Moreover, there's still the stardust stone. "
The black-clothed swordsman laughed in schadenfreude. His bent leg also hung down and swayed at the edge of the cliff.
The mountain wind lifted his robes. He continued, "Don't tell me that her divine sense is so strong that she can split another strand and control the puppets to retrieve the stardust stone."
"That's the Styx River!" The black-clothed swordsman put his hands behind his head and looked up at the white-haired man. Finally, he concluded, "Her cultivation is low. It's a pity."
The black-clothed swordsman continued, "If she's already at the Spirit Severing stage, she can split her divine sense into many strands. One strand can go to retrieve the Netherworld Spike, one strand can go to retrieve the stardust stone. The remaining strand can go to heal Yan Xuan. Tsk … … that's really a rare occasion. A pity, a pity. "
He sat with his legs bent, swaying at the edge of the cliff with the wind. His eyes narrowed slightly and he said in schadenfreude, "A pity that she's just a little Nascent Soul cultivator."
"Hmph." The white haired man snorted and didn't argue with him any further, as if it wasn't a meaningful matter.
He just stared into the distance like the red-clothed woman who hadn't said a word.
After a long while, the white-haired man slowly said, "You don't understand."
His tone became a bit low, "Didn't we all think that Little Yan couldn't do it?"
When the black-haired swordsman heard the words "you don't understand," he subconsciously opened his mouth to refute.
But when he heard the name "Little Yan," he closed his mouth again.
He snorted lightly. It was clear that he still wasn't convinced by the white-haired man. But this time, he didn't say anything.
"Enough." The red-clothed woman glared at the two of them, "You two, don't quarrel."
She said, "We've been trapped here for many years. We can only know what the outside world has become through the cultivators that come here once every ten years. Ten thousand years have passed. The outside world has been turned upside down. Let's not talk about anything else … … "
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The red-clothed woman muttered to herself for a moment and then slowly said, "The current Yao Lord is so strong and talented. Have you ever seen it before?"
The black-clothed swordsman seemed to want to refute. He had already opened his mouth, but in the end, he tightly closed it again.
He snorted lightly, one of his legs bent, and the other extended out of the cliff, swaying back and forth.
After a long while, he lazily said, "You're so strange. So what if ten thousand years have passed? The ling energy of the Three Realms is declining. Didn't we already see it a few thousand years ago? If that Yao Lord was born ten thousand years ago, then he would be a true genius. He would be a true genius whose name could spread through the Three Realms. Perhaps he would be a step away from ascending. "
"The Three Realms will still produce geniuses in the end." The red-clothed woman said with certainty.
"What's left of the Three Realms' legacies?" The black-clothed swordsman said unwillingly, "You've also seen it. In these ten thousand years, the number of cultivators that can enter the Ten Extremes Mountain is getting worse and worse. At the beginning of the ten thousand years, there were still people that could shine in front of us. Nine thousand years ago, there were also geniuses that could catch my eye. Even seven thousand years ago, there were still occasionally some outstanding performances … "
The black-clothed sword cultivator suddenly sneered and said, "After that, there was more and more scheming and scheming, deceiving and deceiving each other. Because after leaving this place, we no longer remember what happened. Thus, we became more and more unrestrained. Every step towards the Great Dao was difficult, but they had actually lost their original intentions from the very beginning. The Dao's heart is not firm, the Dao's heart is covered in dust, the Dao's heart is lost … "
The more he spoke, the lower his voice became. Even the lazy smile on his lips had disappeared.
The mountain wind whistled past, brushing the black-clothed swordsman's hair. It also seemed to sweep away his voice.
After a long time, he slowly said, "Year after year, round after round, until now …"
As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the red-clothed woman and the white-clothed woman. He said, "I actually don't know what we are waiting for here. What are we looking forward to? After all, you also know that these people are the best of the best from the various sects. "
Without waiting for the red-clothed woman to speak, he rushed to say, "That Yao Lord is indeed a genius. The fight for the Yao Lord Token is indeed better than the previous few thousand years. But so what? "
"Don't forget …" The white-clothed man who had not spoken much suddenly said slowly, "This is the third time the Seven Emotions Array has appeared in the past ten thousand years."
He paused for a moment and then slowly said, "The first two times were during the ancient times. Only this time, the Seven Emotions Array has reappeared after the Ancient Era's legacies were cut off. "
The black-clothed swordsman opened his mouth, then closed it again.
He suddenly turned his head to look at that person, a strange light flashing through his eyes.
He opened his mouth again, then closed it again.
When the white-haired medical cultivator saw him like this, the corners of his lips slowly rose, revealing a somewhat complacent smile.
"Fine, fine!" The black-clothed swordsman waved his hand, and said impatiently, "So what if the Seven Emotions Array has reappeared? If they can really break through the Seven Emotions Array, then they can be considered capable. "
"I think they can." The white-clothed woman's tone was certain.
His smile had already disappeared, but his eyes were even more profound and bright than before.
"I even think …" He muttered, "We might have been wrong in the past …"
"Wrong?!" The black-clothed swordsman suddenly jumped up.
He straightened his back and stood in front of the white-clothed woman. He was actually very tall. At this moment, when he stood up straight, he was actually taller than the white-clothed woman.
"What did we do wrong?" As he spoke, he lightly snorted, as if he was very dissatisfied, "Do you mean that we were wrong, and these people were right?"
"I don't know …" The white-clothed woman slowly shook her head, and muttered, "Back then …"
He seemed to have thought of something that happened many years ago, and his expression became somewhat blank. His gaze even looked at an extremely distant place, "Do you still remember what happened back then?"
The black-clothed swordsman's face sank, and instantly became extremely ugly.
The red-clothed woman looked at the white-clothed woman, and then looked at the black-clothed swordsman, and said, "You mean …"
"Back then, the three of us willingly retreated to this place. Do you still remember why?"
"Of course I remember." The black-clothed swordsman unwillingly turned his head, "But what does that have to do with today's matter?"
"Swordsman, spell cultivator, medical cultivator …" The white-clothed woman slowly said, "The three of us retreated to Ten Extremes Mountain, and the legacies of the three major sects were also preserved. However, formation cultivators … "
He paused for a moment before continuing, "But it's split into two. The Ji Clan followed the Three Realms and entered the Demon Realm, and never saw the light of day again. They preserved the last bit of formation cultivators' legacies. As for the other formation cultivators, they sacrificed all their legacies and cultivation to protect the Three Realms from collapsing. "
The black-clothed swordsman was indifferent, and his head that had been held high also slowly lowered, and a trace of sorrow appeared in his eyes.
"Among them, there were our friends and relatives, and also …"
He looked at the black-clothed swordsman, and did not continue speaking.
"Why don't you continue speaking?!" The black-clothed swordsman continued, "Sister Qing also perished like this that day."
He said angrily, "It's precisely because there are so many cultivators that they are about to ascend to immortality and become immortals. From then on, they won't die and won't die. However, they were willing to perish for the Three Realms, for the cultivation world! It was because of this … it was because of this … "
The black-clothed swordsman lowered his head even more.
In a flash, a few drops of sparkling water slid down his bronze skin, and fell into the wind.
His voice also became a bit hoarse.
Even though this matter had already passed for ten thousand years, the "Sister Qing" that he spoke of had already vanished into thin air, and not even a trace of her soul was left in this world.
However, when he thought of the past, he still felt as if a huge and powerful hand was tightly gripping his heart, and it was so painful that he could not breathe.
The white-clothed swordsman sighed, and raised his hand, and placed it on his shoulder.
"What are you doing?!" The black-clothed swordsman took a deep breath, raised his head, and slapped away the white-clothed swordsman's hand, "I don't need you to comfort me!"
He took another deep breath, and continued, "It was because of this that I was so angry when I saw these useless people. Forget about the formation cultivators. Their legacies have been cut off, and the Ji Clan can only stay in the darkest and most dangerous place in the Demon Realm. It is already difficult for them to not be corroded by the Demon Qi, and not be assimilated. Also, they still have to … … "
Speaking to this point, he paused. After a while, when he opened his mouth again, he stiffly changed the topic, "But take a look at these ten thousand years. What kind of things have the three schools of Dao, Sword and Medicine taught?"
"They aren't … …"
The black-clothed swordsman interrupted the white-clothed swordsman's words without thinking. He almost used all his strength to shout, "They are terrible, and each generation is worse than the last!"
"I'm so angry, so angry, so angry!"
He seemed to be so angry that he was about to jump up. The more he spoke, the angrier he became. His hands were behind his back, and he kept walking in circles on the mountain peak.
It was as if if he didn't do this, he wouldn't be able to control himself and charge out, and beat up all the xiuzhe that were still fighting to vent his anger.
The white-clothed swordsman and the red-clothed female swordsman looked at each other, and shook their heads helplessly.
The two of them believed that if there was a xiuzhe here right now, they would definitely be beaten black and blue by the black-clothed swordsman.
The black-clothed swordsman didn't know how many circles he walked before he finally stood in front of the white-clothed swordsman and the red-clothed female swordsman with a cold face.
He straightened his face, and said, "Hmph, let me see how those two brats are doing. If they are still in such a mess, I will … … "
He didn't say what he would do, and just ran back to the cliff to sit down.
One of his legs was still bent, while the other was sticking out of the cliff, swaying back and forth. Even that lazy and somewhat disdainful smile had returned to his face.
The white-clothed swordsman's words just now seemed to be a breeze in his monotonous life of ten thousand years. He didn't care about it anymore.
But could he really not care?
The white-clothed swordsman slowly walked behind the black-clothed swordsman, and looked at his hands that were at the side of his body.
It was a pair of typical swordsman's hands. The fingers were long and dry, and the nails were neatly trimmed.
He had seen it with his own eyes. When this pair of hands held a sword, it had stunned countless xiuzhe from the various races of the Three Realms.
Right now, this pair of hands were tightly clenched into fists, and there wasn't the slightest bit of laziness on his face.
The white-clothed swordsman raised his hand again, as if he wanted to place it on the black-clothed swordsman's shoulder.
After a moment, he sighed lightly, and didn't place it on him.
He raised his eyes, and his gaze also floated into the distance like the black-clothed swordsman.
When Meng Qi was immersed in drawing the formation, Li Che was sitting cross-legged not far from her.
He didn't understand formations, and he knew that he couldn't help much, so he might as well cultivate his own.
Even though he knew that his current cultivation was like a cup of water on a burning cart of firewood, and there was a limit to how much he could raise.
But that was still better than sitting around and waiting.
Right now, seeing that Meng Qi had stopped, Li Che hurriedly walked over and asked: "How is it?"
Meng Qi squatted on the ground, and looked intently at the formation she had drawn. She said with some difficulty: "There's still a question."
"Hmm?"
He looked in front of Meng Qi, and saw two complicated and exquisite formations spread out in front of the two.
Those lines overlapped, and even though Li Che looked at Meng Qi's completed formation, he couldn't imagine how she had drawn it.
"Once the netherworld thorn is plucked, it will wither in an instant, and then lose its medicinal properties. The stardust stone in this river is in its most primitive state. If it isn't refined using the Yao Clan's secret technique, once it leaves the river, it will quickly turn into a pile of ashes. "
"Hmm." Li Che nodded.
"So if you want to use a puppet to retrieve the netherworld thorn or the stardust stone, you need to do it at the same time."
Meng Qi continued: "This Hundred Ghosts Hundred Charms Formation can have hundreds of puppets. If you want to find some common elixirs, you can let them do it at the same time. If you want to retrieve elixirs like the netherworld thorn or the stardust stone, the Hundred Ghosts Hundred Charms Formation can only summon one puppet and let it retrieve one of the elixirs. "
"Didn't we just talk about …"
As soon as Li Che opened his mouth, Meng Qi shook her head: "If curing Yan Xuan is only the first step, this Seven Emotions Formation should have seven stages."
Before she could finish her sentence, Li Che had already understood what she meant.
He nodded and said: "Then what are you going to do?"
"If I'm already at the Spirit Severing stage, then it'll be easier." Meng Qi murmured, "I can try to separate a strand of my divine sense to control another formation. With your help, we can give it a try."
Li Che frowned.
He stood up and paced back and forth with his hands behind his back. He hesitated and didn't say anything.
Meng Qi was still squatting on the ground. She only looked up at Li Che.
"Or …" She looked at Li Che who was already at the Spirit Severing stage and suddenly had an idea: "You can control the formation!"
"Huh?" Li Che didn't understand. He immediately stopped and looked down at Meng Qi.
The green-clothed female cultivator's eyes were bright and clear. She looked a little excited: "This Hundred Ghosts Hundred Charms Formation is not difficult to learn. You should be able to control it with some basic knowledge."
"Not difficult?" Li Che tilted his head and looked at the formation drawn on the ground. He was a little dazed.
He really didn't know anything about formations and he wasn't a formation cultivator. When he was in the sect, he only occasionally heard the elders mention some legends of ancient formation cultivators.
Li Che also knew that later on, the inheritance of formation cultivators was cut off. There were no more formation cultivators in the Three Thousand Worlds. Even if there were weapon cultivators who rose again in the last few hundred years, they weren't true formation cultivators.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but stare blankly at the two complicated formations on the ground.
Meng Qi said … this formation wasn't difficult …
Although it didn't seem simple, he was still willing to believe in Meng Qi.
"But this formation study …" Li Che had a good memory. He vaguely remembered that Meng Qi had mentioned this Hundred Ghosts Hundred Charms Formation. It should be the formation used by the mysterious and powerful black-clothed man, Ji Wujiong, during the Apricot Forest Tournament.
"This Hundred Ghosts Hundred Charms Formation was taught to you by Ji Wujiong. If you teach it to me, won't it be bad?" Li Che asked Meng Qi.
Meng Qi was slightly startled.
She thought for a while and said hesitantly, "This can't be considered taught to me by Ji Wujiong. At that time, he used it once, and I learned it by myself. At that time, Ji Wujiong didn't accept me as his disciple, and he didn't officially teach me this Hundred Ghosts Hundred Charms Formation. "
As she said, she looked at Li Che with her clear black and white eyes. She tilted her head slightly, "Moreover, saving people is more important now. Even if we don't break this Seven Emotions Formation, we still have a way to save Yan Xuan. No matter what the method is, before saving a life, all rules and shackles are nothing. Even if Ji Wujiong really taught it to me, even if he doesn't allow it to be taught to outsiders, as long as it can be used to save people, I will still teach it to you. At most, when we leave here, I will go to find him and ask for forgiveness. "
Meng Qi raised her eyebrows slightly and lifted her chin slightly. Her gaze was more determined than before.
"Yes!" Li Che stared at her for a while and suddenly nodded heavily, "You're right!"
He paused and said, "When the time comes, if Ji Wujiong wants to punish you, I will bear the consequences with you."
"Yes." Meng Qi also nodded vigorously.
She and Li Che looked at each other and smiled. Everything was understood without words.
She immediately taught him.
Meng Qi took out her medicine knife and drew on the ground seriously, "You are also a medical cultivator. Naturally, you are very familiar with the study of the meridians and blood vessels."
Li Che nodded and said, "There are twelve meridians and eight special meridians in the human body. When a cultivator absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the spiritual energy flows through the meridians and nourishes the bones and blood. Finally, it flows into the spiritual sea and increases one's cultivation level."
He thought for a while and simply continued, "When the spiritual sea is opened, the divine sense is born. When we need to use spiritual energy, the spiritual energy will come out from the spiritual sea and flow through the meridians and the divine sense will become stronger. "
As a medical cultivator, Li Che was naturally clear about this.
"Yes." Meng Qi nodded.
She held the medicine knife in her right hand and quickly drew a small formation on the ground.
This small formation was much simpler than the two Hundred Ghosts and Charming Formations that she drew earlier. Meng Qi drew it casually and it was completed in a flash. It was as simple as drinking water and breathing.
"Although medical cultivators like us are not as powerful as magic cultivators and sword cultivators, we use more of our divine sense and control of spiritual energy. Therefore, our divine sense is usually stronger than sword cultivators and magic cultivators of the same level. It is especially suitable for learning formations. I think … "
Meng Qi said, "The formation cultivators of the Antiquity Age must have had a very strong consciousness."
"Come and take a look."
"Yes." Li Che squatted down beside her and looked at the small formation with her. "What formation is this?"
As he asked, he silently looked at the lines.
Although this formation was simpler than the Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Charm Formation, the lines were not as many and complicated. Li Che looked at it for a while and finally got a clue.
Meng Qi raised her hand and threw out twelve eighth-stage spirit stones.
As she waved her slender fingers, the twelve eighth-stage spirit stones were embedded in twelve positions of the formation. The spirit stones flashed and the spiritual energy was instantly sucked out and gathered towards the center of the formation.
"This can't be considered a formation either." Meng Qi said, "I came up with it myself based on the twelve meridians and our cultivation methods."
Li Che, "?"
Meng Qi explained, "These twelve lines."
She pointed at the formation with the medicine knife and explained to Li Che, "The Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin connects to the Large Intestine Meridian of Foot-Yangming, and then the Stomach Meridian of Foot-Yangming …"
As she explained, she drew the medicine knife along the lines of the formation.
"The formation requires the use of divine sense to control the spiritual energy and it has to be completed in one go." Meng Qi said, "Just like our twelve meridians, the flow of spiritual energy will never stop and it will form a formation. Do you understand?"
"I, I understand …" Li Che scratched his head blankly. Of course, he understood the meridians.
Meng Qi was obviously using the knowledge of the meridians to help him understand the formation.
He first memorized Meng Qi's words and then said, "Continue."
"Embed these twelve spirit stones at the intersection of the twelve meridians and finally gather in the spiritual sea." Meng Qi explained. As the medicine knife finished the last stroke, a new formation was formed.
She flicked her finger and sent in twelve spirit stones. Then, she raised her hand and took out a spirit herb from her storage space.
Meng Qi placed the spirit herb in the center of the formation. The withered spirit herb suddenly bloomed and turned green. In just a short moment, the withered grass began to unfurl, and unexpectedly, it became emerald green again.
Soon, not only did the spirit herb turn green, it also sprouted and started to grow again.
"I see." Li Che nodded thoughtfully.
There were many spirit herbs and flowers in the Three Realms that grew by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. This withered spirit herb absorbed the spiritual energy of twelve eighth-grade spirit stones. Under the stimulation of the spiritual energy, it was reborn.
Meng Qi smiled at him and explained, "I have always thought that it is easy for us medical practitioners to learn the formation."
She said, "Come and try it."
On the cliff of the mountain in the distance, the black-clothed sword cultivator was stunned. He was almost petrified.
After a while, he turned his head stiffly and looked at the white-haired medical practitioner.
The black-clothed sword cultivator opened his mouth and stared at the white-haired medical practitioner. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it easy for you medical practitioners to learn the formation?"
"… …" The white-haired medical practitioner was speechless.
"Hahahahaha … …" The black-clothed sword cultivator suddenly burst out in laughter.
There was no one else on the mountain peak. He laughed so hard that he hugged his stomach and almost rolled on the ground.
"This kid is probably wondering if he is an idiot!" The black-clothed sword cultivator stopped laughing and pretended to wipe the corners of his eyes.
"Do you understand it?" At this time, even the red-clothed female medical practitioner could not help but ask the white-haired medical practitioner, "Is her formation … … really that simple?"
"Hahahaha." The black-clothed sword cultivator, who was able to hold back his laughter, laughed wildly. "Why don't you give it a try?"
He teased.
The white-haired medical practitioner sighed softly.
He realized that ever since Meng Qi entered the Seven Emotions Formation, he started to sigh more often.
He clenched his right hand and a medicine knife appeared in his palm.
The medicine knife was very short. It was only the length of two palms. The slightly curved blade was clearly different from the swords of the sword cultivators.
The white-haired medical practitioner's medicine knife did not have any patterns on it. There was only a simple little fish engraved on the handle of the knife.
There were only a few strokes on the little fish, but there was a light blue dot where the eye should be. It was inlaid with a transparent jade, making the little fish look much more lifelike.
If the elders of the Wind Alliance or the Medical Cultivation Spell Conference saw this medicine knife, they would've already cried out in shock.
In truth, in the past ten thousand years, this medicinal knife had never appeared in the Three Realms. However, almost all of the ancient medical sects had records of this medicinal knife.
Those ancient records did not spend too much time describing the shape of the medicine knife. However, they would accurately record the little fish on the handle of the medicine knife. Also, there was a bit of jade where the little fish's eye should be.
The jade was only the size of a grain of rice. It came from the last generation of the strongest formation cultivation sect in the ancient times. It was the most talented formation cultivator.
It was said that she had refined the essence of a sea of carps into a Peacock Stone before embedding it into the handle of the medicine knife.
The white-haired medical practitioner held the medicine knife. He would know if there were spirit flowers, spirit herbs, or spirit herbs that were Rank 3 or above within a hundred miles.
The white-haired medical practitioner had not taken out his medicine knife for a very long time.
At this moment, he held the knife horizontally. The black clothed sword cultivator's laughter suddenly stopped.
Not only did he stop laughing, he even withdrew the smile on his face.
His face once again revealed a sorrowful and nostalgic expression. His gaze fell on the medicine knife in the white-haired medical practitioner's hand as if he was caressing his lover.
The white-haired medical practitioner crouched down and drew a formation on the ground like Meng Qi.
After a short moment, he looked at the messy lines on the ground that were unable to form a formation and frowned.
"Your divine sense is obviously stronger than that little girl's." The black clothed sword cultivator looked at the messy lines and muttered.
He blinked his eyes and looked back at Meng Qi. "That little girl is clearly a medical practitioner. How can her talent in formations be so terrifying?"
The black clothed sword cultivator could naturally hear what Meng Qi was saying.
He suddenly opened his right hand and a black long sword fell into his palm. "Could it really be that simple …"
The black clothed sword cultivator muttered to himself as he quickly drew on the ground.
After a short while, a mess of lines appeared on the mountain peak. It looked even messier than the white-haired medical practitioner's.
The black clothed sword cultivator cursed under his breath and swept his long sword across the ground. In the blink of an eye, the messy lines on the ground were wiped clean.
"Sister Qing's sect has always been strict in recruiting disciples. So this is how it is." He muttered and could not help but turn to look at Meng Qi.
The green-clothed female practitioner was squatting on the ground obediently. Her back was slim and thin. Her black hair was casually tied behind her head, revealing her slender and fair neck.
Her slender hands were holding a medicine knife and she was quickly drawing a formation on the ground. Her movements were smooth and there was not a trace of hesitation or pause.
A breeze blew through the Seven Emotions Formation and lifted a few strands of her hair that were hanging down by her cheeks.
Everything looked so beautiful and … familiar!
The black clothed sword cultivator blinked his eyes and suddenly raised his hand slowly towards Meng Qi.
"Qing …" As soon as he said the word, he immediately came to a realization.
The black clothed sword cultivator blinked hard and suddenly jumped back to the edge of the cliff. He suddenly laughed loudly and deliberately raised his voice, "That kid is probably going to cry because of his stupidity. Hahaha!"
Li Che was indeed about to cry.
He sat on the ground with his legs crossed and looked at the messy lines in front of him. He could not help but look at the medicine knife in his hand.
Why was it that Meng Qi was able to draw so effortlessly when it was just a medicinal knife? Why was it that he couldn't draw it?
After a while, Li Che turned to look at Meng Qi.
"Uh …" Meng Qi was also confused, "Why don't we …"
She thought for a while, "You draw with me? Let's try again? "
She explained, "First, use your spiritual sense to control the aura and turn it into a continuous thin line. It doesn't need to be very strong, but it must not be broken. "
Li Che was a little disheartened, "I probably don't have this talent."
His chin was almost touching his chest. "Originally, my talent was only average."
"Let's try again." Meng Qi said firmly, "You draw with me."
"Okay." Li Che took a deep breath and forced himself to be spirited.
He had a vague feeling that this matter was not as simple as it seemed.
"Meng Qi." Li Che casually asked, "When you first started learning about the array formation, was it this difficult for you to open the array formation as well?"
Meng Qi did not speak.
Li Che's hand that was holding the medicine knife paused and then turned to look at the silent Meng Qi.
He was startled and when he opened his mouth again, his voice was trembling, "Didn't you say just now? You thought of this array by yourself? "
"Yes …" Meng Qi nodded.
Li Che blinked and looked at Meng Qi and then at the small array on the ground.
Of course, what he drew was a mess and could not be called an array.
Because of this, Meng Qi's neat and beautiful array was particularly pleasing to the eye.
"Did you …" Li Che remembered what Meng Qi said when he mentioned the "Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Charm Array" and murmured, "Did you learn it just by looking at it?"
"… Yes." Meng Qi nodded gently.
Li Che, "…"
Meng Qi, "…"
She took a deep breath and said, "Let's try again."
"… Okay." Li Che nodded helplessly.
He guessed that he would not be able to learn it. This array was not that easy to learn. Was this the difference between a genius and an ordinary person?
Li Che felt a little bitter in his mouth.
But very quickly, he pulled himself together.
This was not the first time Li Che had tasted this. He remembered when he was twelve years old, he followed his master to the West Border for the first time and saw the young genius who had already become famous in the medical field. He was the eldest son of the Xue family of the Wind Alliance, Xue Chengxuan.
Xue Chengxuan was only two years older than him. His talent in medical practice was completely different from his.
His master and the elders of the Xue family were discussing the Dao. He and Xue Chengxuan were waiting and listening on the side.
After his master and the elders of the Xue family finished talking, before he could understand anything, Xue Chengxuan was already able to discuss the reasons behind it with the two elders. He could even give his own opinion.
Xue Chengxuan was obviously as young and immature as he was, but he was able to remain calm and composed. Li Che was deeply impressed by the way he spoke with assurance.
He still remembered that when he left the Xue family, his master looked at the sky and suddenly sighed.
Li Che did not ask why his master sighed. But from the faint melancholy in his master's sigh, he could tell that his master also hoped to have such an intelligent, outstanding, and talented disciple.
Li Che clenched his medicine knife.
He gathered his thoughts. He knew that his future achievements would never be as good as Xue Chengxuan. He would never be as good as Xue Chengxuan …
He turned his head slightly and quickly glanced at Meng Qi.
The green robe wrapped around Meng Qi's thin body. Her expression was so focused that it did not seem like she was looking down on him.
Li Che took a deep breath. His gaze fell on the medicine knife in Meng Qi's hand.
His achievements were indeed limited, and he would never be able to match up to these talented geniuses.
However, he also had his own Dao.
He would follow his own path. Step by step, firmly, and without hesitation, he would walk forward.
When Li Che thought of this, he clenched the medicine knife in his hand.
At this moment, in the originally clear and cloudless blue sky of the Seven Emotions Formation, at a place where no one could see, there was suddenly a soft "pop" sound.
A few wisps of smoke appeared in the sky.
The smoke appeared too quickly. It disappeared into the horizon in a flash. It was as if it was just a light breeze that did not attract anyone's attention.
But at the center of the Ten Extremes Mountain, on the mountain peak where the black-clothed sword cultivators were, the three of them suddenly became silent.
Around the mountain where the three of them were, there were ten tall mountains like stars surrounding the moon.
The ten tall mountains were like ten sharp blades. They were tall and steep, towering straight into the clouds.
At this moment, one of the tall mountains was actually gradually surrounded by clouds. After the clouds and mist dispersed, there were many trees and bushes growing on the barren mountain just a moment ago.
"Eh?" The black-clothed sword cultivator stood up. He looked at the tall mountain in disbelief.
"This is …" He muttered to himself as he quickly walked towards that direction.
Actually, the mountain peak where the three of them were at was not very big. There was also some distance between them and the surrounding ten tall mountains.
Even if he walked closer to that mountain, he would not be able to get much closer. But if he did so, he would be able to see more clearly.
"This is …" The black-clothed sword cultivator repeated. He said, "Could it be that this time …"
He turned his head to look at his two companions. "Have you seen it yet?"
"We saw it." The red-clothed female cultivator nodded. She also walked closer to that mountain.
She looked at the tall mountain in a daze. Then, she raised her head and looked at the sky. "The clouds are forming … Someone has touched the path …"
"Someone?" The black-clothed sword cultivator suddenly turned his head.
He frowned. "Who is it? A little girl? That can't be right … Or is it that silly boy? "
Even though he was asking, he did not need anyone to answer. He did not wait for the red-clothed female cultivator to speak. He said, "It can't be that silly boy! That silly boy is the xiuzhe with the worst talent I've ever seen. Silly and dazed … Silly and dazed? Silly and dazed?! He … "
The black-clothed sword cultivator repeated himself a few times. He could not help but look at his two companions again.
"It can't really be him, right?!" He exclaimed in disbelief. "I would rather believe that it is that little girl!"
The red-clothed female cultivator was deep in thought. She did not say anything.
"Hey!" The black-clothed sword cultivator finally could not hold it in. He jumped to the white-haired medical cultivator's side. "You are also a medical cultivator. Tell me, is it him or not?"
"If I were to choose …" The white-haired medical cultivator opened his mouth and said slowly, "If I were to choose one of these two to be my disciple … No!"
He shook his head and said, "Including all the cultivators who have entered the Ten Extremes Mountain in the past ten thousand years, if I were to choose one to be my disciple, I would choose the silly boy that you look down on."
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The black-clothed sword cultivator was stunned.
He looked at the white-haired medical cultivator's eyes. It was as if he could not believe what he had just heard.
The white-haired medical cultivator's eyes were as clear as water. It was just like the first time they had met.
After being trapped here for ten thousand years, the black-clothed sword cultivator's originally irritable temper became even more explosive. This person had always been the same. Her temperament, which he couldn't stand when they first met, had never changed.
At this time, among the ten mountains surrounding them, not far from the mountain that was covered in clouds and mist, another mountain suddenly became shrouded in clouds and mist. It became like a paradise.
The black-clothed sword cultivator really jumped up this time.
He did not bother to ask why the white-haired medical cultivator would choose Li Che. He pointed at the second mountain. His finger trembled slightly, "This, this, this …"
In the past ten thousand years, it was not that such a situation had never happened before. However, when a mountain was shrouded in clouds and mist, it would wait for a long time. When the Ten Extremes Mountain was about to close and return to silence, there would be a second mountain shrouded in clouds and mist.
He had never seen a situation where the seals on both mountains were unlocked in such a short period of time.
This time, it was not only him. The white-haired medical cultivator and the red-clothed female medical cultivator were also stunned.
They looked at each other. Their gazes simultaneously drifted to the distance and landed on Meng Qi and Li Che who were in the Seven Emotions Formation.
The two of them were still squatting on the ground. Meng Qi was seriously explaining how to draw the formation. As she explained, she held the medicine knife and demonstrated.
She didn't have any intention of hiding anything. She really wanted to teach Li Che.
"Meng Qi." After another failure, Li Che shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work."
He frowned and said firmly, "Even if I can learn it in the end, we don't have that much time."
"Li Che …"
"Listen to me first," Li Che waved his hand and said, "And this formation is completely incomparable to the Hundred Ghosts and Hundred Charm Formation. When I learn the Hundred Ghosts Hundred Charm Array, I still have to split my attention to control the two arrays to retrieve the Netherworld Thorn and Stardust Stone … Meng Qiqi, how long do you think it will take for me to reach that step? "
Meng Qi was silent.
Li Che could not help but laugh.
He suddenly reached out and rubbed Meng Qi's head, "You also think that this is a long and difficult task, right?"
Meng Qi did not say a word.
Li Che smiled bitterly, "My talent is limited. I don't think this method will work. Let's think of another way."
As he spoke, he and Meng Qi turned to look at the flowing stream. Under the sunlight, the Stardust Stone in the stream shone with golden light. Right next to the stream, the Netherworld Thorn, which was rare and precious in the Three Realms, was scattered randomly.
They clearly had the elixir in front of them, and they clearly could find a way to cure Yan Xuan. However, because of their lack of cultivation or talent, they could only watch helplessly.
It was really … painful!
"Let's think again …" Thinking about this, even Li Che could not remain calm. He walked back and forth a few times with his hands behind his back. He kept trying to recall the medical books and pharmacopoeias that he had read. He wanted to recall more records about the Stardust Stone and the Netherworld Thorn.
"Alas …" Li Che sighed, "When it's time to use the books, I regret not having enough. If only I could go back to the sect's library now!"
"Hmm?" Meng Qi was slightly stunned. She suddenly remembered, "I still have some bamboo slips and jade slips here …"
As she spoke, she took out the bamboo slips that she had borrowed from the Heaven and Earth Book House from her storage bag.
"Maybe we can find some records," Meng Qi said as she handed half of them to Li Che, "We'll each take half."
"Oh, right!" She was a little annoyed, "I still have a medical manual here."
As she spoke, she entered her spiritual sea.
Above Meng Qi's spiritual sea, a bamboo slip was wrapped in spiritual energy and emitted a faint light.
It was the medical manual that Senior Lin Yan had left for her. She had not been able to read some of the contents until now.
Senior Lin Yan.
Meng Qi said in her heart, "Junior, it's more important to save people.
Up until now, Meng Qi had read as much of Lin Yan's medical manual as she had read.
Meng Qi only had indescribable respect and admiration for this ancient medical practitioner senior. She did not dare to show any disrespect.
However, at this moment, she slowly separated a strand of her divine sense and extended it toward the medical manual.
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