C1775 Heaven Chosen Li Yunxiao
Scarlet Cloud Peak, was the mountain peak where Young Master of the Spirit-refining Sect resided.
Even at night, the luxurious courtyard at the top of the mountain was still brightly lit, and the sound of bamboo could be heard.
Xiao Yin had lost a leg.
But after a few days of rest.
The wounds on his body had all been healed.
His mentality had also been adjusted.
Apart from the fact that one leg was gone, the others were no different from before.
What should be eaten, what should be enjoyed.
At this moment, a total of eighteen female servants were dancing in the spacious room.
Beside him were two beautiful women.
The appearance and temperament of these two women could not compare to that of Tan Ningbing, Loong Youran and the others who were ranked in the top ten of Zhonglan Domain.
But she was also the second most beautiful woman in Spirit-refining Sect.
At this time, one of the two beauties put the wine that had been added with the aphrodisiac into Xiao Yin's mouth, by mouth to mouth.
As for the other person, he was kneeling in front of Xiao Yin and "attending to" him.
Xiao Yin felt extremely comfortable.
They even imagined the Hundred-flower Sect that were kneeling in front of them, and the women of Devil Puppet Clan.
He prepared himself to push down the two girls beside him.
But after an hour passed …
Xiao Yin realized that he still had no reaction.
"What's going on?" What's the use of my * *? "
Ah!" My waist hurts.
Ah!" My waist hurts.
Xiao Yin screamed in pain, as he lost one of his legs and tumbled down.
"Young master, what's wrong?" Young Master, what happened? "
"Young master, why are you …"
One by one, the birds began to panic and surround him.
Some even let Xiao Yin inspect them.
They looked concerned.
However, Xiao Yin felt that his dignity as a man had been humiliated.
"I don't want you to check, get out of here." Get lost! "
In the center of Scarlet Cloud Peak, resounded Xiao Yin's crazed roar.
He had even drawn his sword, causing the other beauties to flee in panic.
The next day, the sun gradually rose.
There was still one day until the fire sacrifice ceremony.
This morning, many young Spirit-refining Sect disciples were waiting in front of a pagoda in the depths of the Spiritual Refinement Mountain.
This pagoda was called the Soul Tempering Heart Pagoda.
Training within the tower had the effect of improving the soul.
This was the core resource of the Spirit-refining Sect, and was also the best place for the Spirit-refining Sect's alchemists to go into seclusion.
Amongst the crowd waiting outside the pagoda were two heaven's pride level experts from Spirit-refining Sect.
They were none other than Brilliant Winds and Di Hong, who were preparing to participate in the Sacred Flame Grand Tournament.
Sheng Wenyao was the direct disciple of the Spirit-refining Sect Great Elder.
Di Hong was the direct disciple of the Spirit-refining Sect Second Elder.
Their status was extraordinary.
However, at this moment, excitement was written all over their faces as they faced the tower.
It was as if there was a very important person who had to come out of the tower.
When the sun was at a 45 degree angle from the ground, the door under the tower slowly opened.
After which, a young man with an extraordinary temperament walked out of the pagoda.
This man wore an embroidered robe, and his body was tall and straight. His face was like that of jade, and he was extremely handsome.
The moment he appeared in their line of sight.
The female disciples that were waiting below the pagoda screamed in excitement.
"Senior Martial Brother Li, Senior Martial Brother Li has come out of seclusion!"
"Senior Brother Yun Xiao, look at me."
"I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"Senior brother Li, we've finally found you."
"..."
The sound of a woman's voice rang out.
A total of over a hundred young and beautiful women screamed at Li Yunxiao.
The direct disciples, Sheng Wenyao and Di Hong, excitedly strode over to this man.
After which, the two of them called out in unison, "Greetings, Senior Brother Li!"
Sheng Wenyao said again to Li Yunxiao, "Senior Brother Li, it's been a year since we last met. Junior Brother feels that the strength of your soul has become much more tyrannical. Now, have you already become a Grade Five Alchemist? "
Sheng Wenyao was the direct disciple of the Spirit-refining Sect Great Elder.
But he called Li Yunxiao Senior Martial Brother Li.
From this, it could be seen that Li Yunxiao's status in the Spirit-refining Sect was very high.
In fact, this Li Yun was the only direct disciple of the Spirit-refining Sect's previous Great Elder.
When he was fourteen years old, he became a Fourth Grade Medicine-refining Master.
The prestige he had in the hearts of the Spirit-refining Sect disciples, surpassed even the Young Master Xiao Yin.
Li Yunxiao had a divine appearance, so when he heard Sheng Wenyao's words, he lightly smiled and said, "That's right. "This senior brother has been in closed-door training for a year, and his soul has greatly increased in strength. He has now become a Grade Five Alchemist."
Di Hong laughed heartily when he heard this and said, "Congratulations Brother Li, congratulations to Brother Li. Tomorrow will be the Sacred Flame Competition. It looks like Senior Brother Li will be the champion of this competition! "
Li Yunxiao also thought so.
He smiled slightly, and said: "Even so, this senior will still take this competition seriously, and spread the name of my Spirit-refining Sect."
"Everyone, just now, Sect Master sent a sound transmission to me, telling me to make a trip to the Sect Master Mountain. There are some important matters that I need to discuss with this senior. This senior brother will go first."
Sheng Wenyao and Di Hong said in unison, "Brother Li, please!"
Li Yun nodded, and then, under the screams of the Spirit-refining Sect female disciples, he activated his Genuine Qi Wing and flew in the direction of the Sect Master Mountain.
The earth gradually rose.
On the plaza in front of the Spirit-refining Sect, most of the various props needed for the Big Fire Sacrifice Ceremony had been set up.
On the plaza, there were still a few Array Master s with Spirit-refining Sect adjusting the formation Barrier around the plaza.
This square was the location of the Pill Auction, as well as the most important place for the Rites of Fire.
Even though the Earthly Heart-burning Flame was being suppressed by the Universe Fire Formation.
However, the rebellion of the sacred fire a few days ago forced the Array Master s of the Spirit-refining Sect to be even more careful.
They had to ensure that every single Spirit-refining Sect disciple and elder who participated in the sacrificial ceremony were safe and sound.
Disregarding Spirit-refining Sect, how was he going to prepare for tomorrow's sacrificial ceremony?
On the Clear Feather Peak.
After a day of cultivation with Yin Yiling and Loong Youran, it was night.
That night, Xiu Mei didn't come.
Tomorrow was the Spirit-refining Sect's sacrificial ceremony, and the Pill Assembly would be held as scheduled.
As a participant, Xiu Mei had to make preparations.
Wang Xiaojian sat in his room and looked at the Nethermoon Earth Spirit Bead that was emitting a blue glow.
Hundred-flower Sect, Devil Puppet Clan, and King Sect were all well-prepared, and were all determined to obtain the sacred fire.
However, Wang Xiaojian faintly felt that this matter was not that simple.
No matter what, the Spirit-refining Sect was still one of the four major sects.
And this was also the inside of the Spirit-refining Sect, where there were Sect-protecting Array as well as the ninth level Earth Rank Heaven and Earth Flame Formation.2
Could the three great sects really snatch the sacred fire from the Spiritual Refining Sect so easily?!
In fact, he had a feeling that something terrifying was happening.
And he didn't know.
Wang Xiaojian's heart moved as he muttered to himself: "At this point, no matter how dangerous it is, I will not give up. I must obtain the Earthly Heart-burning Flame!"
"However, to be safe, I'll take another step forward!"
— — Content from [Migu Read]
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