Big brother is as beautiful as scum [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 258

Jing Li and the two were worried, so their speed became faster and faster. It should have been a journey of several days, but they arrived in half.

After walking to the ground of Jiuhuazong, they saw the mountain gate standing straight into the sky at a glance, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief—since the mountain gate is still intact, the situation may not be as bad as they imagined.

Without any further hesitation, his figure swept towards the door like lightning, bringing out a long strip of light. Everyone had already flown over the Hall of Supreme Oneness, and the tip of the tail of the strip of light was still on the other side of the mountain gate.

Seeing that the mountain gate was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief, but when he finally arrived in Zongli, he realized that it was too early to let out a sigh of relief. Many of the original rolling and lush hills were flattened, and his eyes were scorched. The bloody smell could be smelled even in the sky.

In the past, when flying over here, you could hear birds singing and beasts roaring from time to time, but now it was completely silent, and you couldn't even see a living thing.

The outside is like this, what about the inside?

Jing Li didn't dare to think deeply, he kept walking, and went straight to the other side of the Hall of Supreme Oneness.

Many places on the road were collapsed and scorched. Hundreds of thousands of disciples of Jiuhuazong did not see a few shadows along the way.

Until the Hall of Supreme Oneness, although the square in front of the hall was not as crowded as in the past, it was not as embarrassing as in other places. The temple was still the same, the grass and trees were still the same, but it lacked popularity.

Because he didn't feel anyone in the hall, he didn't stop when he flew past, and flew back to Xizhao Peak in one go.

Looking at Xizhao Peak again, it is another scene.

Everything was the same as before they went out, no branches or leaves were missing, and the stream was still gurgling.

Jing Li and the two were stunned for a moment, then saw a gust of wind blowing in the distance, and a huge figure rushed over, bringing up gusts of wind and blades of grass, and when they took a closer look, it was Qingluan.

The few times I went out, I never took it with me. Qingluan lived alone in Xizhao Peak, and it was very comfortable. Every day, he either squeezed many younger brothers to be domineering, or took a nap, like it, even when sleeping I'm practicing now.

Life is easy, and I don't have time to think about my master in my spare time. This time, something happened to Jiuhuazong, and all kinds of nonsense are flying around.

Qingluan slept for a few days, woke up still unaware that the sky outside had changed, and still wanted to go to other hills to find younger brothers, but found that she couldn't get out of Xizhao Peak——Mingxuan was afraid that it would run around indiscriminately when he left, so he simply took the The enchantment was opened and it was locked.

Bullying his own people on his own land, how can he go to other hills to make chaos and prestige, seeing that he can't get out, Qingluan thinks of his master again, after waiting and waiting, he doesn't see his master coming back, even the white hair is gone , and then became anxious - with its temperament, where can it stay.

And although it can't leave the mountain, the perception is still there. The faint spiritual fluctuations and cracking sounds in the distance all stop in the ears, and the vibration of the ground below the body caused by the aftermath, also knows that something must have happened. He couldn't wait any longer, and finally felt the breath of his master, but he rushed over.

Every time he saw Qingluan, his face would be covered with sand. Jing Li, who had long been used to it, didn't have the heart to worry about it now. Seeing the former so alive and kicking, he knew it was okay, and asked anxiously, "Where is Master?"

Qingluan patted his wings, and another gust of wind blew up sand and stones, this time it was not intentional, he turned his head to the distance again, and yelled, which meant that Mingxuan was not on the mountain.

But if you ask it where the person has gone, it can't answer - after all, it doesn't feel right until it wakes up.

The two senior brothers, who had been scrambling repeatedly, were thinking about where to find someone, when they suddenly heard someone shouting "big brother" with a trembling voice.

The two turned their faces away at the same time, but Jing Li didn't recognize him, but judging by the clothes he was wearing, he was an inner sect disciple, with a white face, staring at this side, the expression on his face couldn't tell it was surprise More or more grievances.

After finally meeting a living person and finally finding someone to inquire about, Jing Li and the others immediately flew over to ask what happened to make the Zongmen like this.

It's okay if you don't ask, but when you ask, the already sluggish disciple immediately turned red and said in a hoarse voice, "Master Mingyue... Mingyue broke into the forbidden area and released the monsters inside."

Just this sentence made the two of them stunned.

Jing Li was stunned because although Mingyue was no more present than Mingxuan and Mingjing, she was also a peak master, she treated others generously and gently on weekdays, and she was the only woman among the peak masters. is not bad.

He only had good things to say about her, but he never thought that such a low-key person would do such a thing.

Because Cang Qi mentioned the monsters in the forbidden area, he couldn't help but think a little more—is it because of this that the Jiuhuazong was defeated so quickly and so thoroughly in his previous life?

When the incident happened, the disciple was not in the central area, and those disciples who were in the central area were much lucky. not much.

All I know is that Mingyue broke into the forbidden area privately and released the monster in the forbidden area. After the monster came out, it started killing and blood stained Jiuhua.

Little is known about the rest, the Jiuhuazong suffered heavy casualties after this battle, and the survivors were busy saving lives and dealing with the aftermath, and didn't bother to delve into those other things.

This disciple just happened to be passing by, because he was going to deliver medicine to the wounded, and in order to hurry, he took a shortcut, so he passed in the direction of Xizhao Peak. Still confused.

After knowing what had happened, he was anxious to find out the whereabouts of Mingxuan and the others. He kept asking questions, but the disciple could only mutter, "Zhenjun Mingxuan is injured..."

Jing Li only felt his head bouncing, although he had imagined it when he came, but when he heard it, he still couldn't accept it.

Since the crossing, Mingxuan has always treated him kindly, and he also sincerely treats him as his own elder. He knew something was wrong when the rumors disappeared at the beginning, but now it has been confirmed.

"Where is Master now?"

When he heard people around him asking this question, he also subconsciously went to look at the disciple. He knew this, so he replied, "Zhenjun Mingxuan is now at Yuquan Peak."

Yuquan Peak has Ming and Qing Dynasties, he is the best at refining pills, there are many alchemists in the peak, all the wound medicines this time are from Yuquan Peak.

Several elders and peak masters were either injured or not in the sect, and it was all thanks to Ming and Qing presiding over the overall situation, otherwise it would have been a mess.

After finding out Mingxuan's whereabouts, Cang Qi took Jing Li and transformed into a white streak towards the direction of Yuquan Peak.

The disciple who was questioned was blinded by the hair blown by the sudden gust of wind, and finally pushed away. There was no one in front of him. Many wounded are waiting for him to deliver medicine.

Jade Spring Peak——

Jing Li had never been to Yuquan Peak in the Ming and Qing Dynasties before, but this time he came here, his breath was full of all kinds of elixir and pill fire, many people from all over the peak were making pills, and few people walked around, just walking around. , with a hurried look on his face.

Seeing the two of them, he was taken aback for a moment, and then, like the disciple he met outside Xizhao Peak, his eyes turned red, and he called out to senior brother in a low voice.

The past few days have been the most difficult day for them since entering Jiuhuazong. Many familiar brothers and sisters all died overnight, and even many of them had no bones left. sad.

Many elders have also been tortured, and many of them are still lying there in Ming and Qing Dynasties. The foundation of a sect's survival is people, not only disciples, but also elders—if these patron saints all fall , anyone can step on it, how can the sect hold on.

Because of this level, when Cang Qi asked where Ming Xuan was, he felt uncomfortable.

His discomfort, in the eyes of his senior brother, is it because his master is not good, so he can't stand still.

Disappeared in place like a gust of wind.

Skimming to the top of the peak, I happened to see Ming and Qing coming out of the house. The face of the usually serious and rigid peak owner could not hide his fatigue at this moment. He rushed over after hearing the news, stretched out his hand to touch the center of his eyebrows, and said wearily, "Your master is in the room, and you haven't woken up yet, so you can go in and have a look."

Waiting for his words, Cang Qi nodded scribbledly to express his thanks, and followed Jing Li into the room.

No matter how anxious I was, the movement of pushing the door and the sound of footsteps were still subconsciously relaxed, lest I would disturb the people inside.

Mingxuan lay quietly on a bed, his face was paler than Jingli had ever seen before, the blood streak on the top of his head was only a layer of blood skin, and was surrounded by a layer of black air, it made him cry. People startled.

On the other side of the room, lay Mingzhen who was also in a coma, the blood streak on top of his head was even more shocking than that of Mingxuan, only a thin layer of blood remained, and the blackness on it was even worse.

It's been a long time since I've seen each other, and I've lost so much weight.

With a full stomach, he swallowed all the words when he saw the people on the couch.

He lowered his head and began to rummage through various elixir, picking the most successful ones and feeding them into Mingxuan's mouth. Many elixir plants melted in his mouth, even if Mingxuan hadn't woken up yet, it didn't matter. .

Jing Li cut Yunshang again to fill up the pitiful blood bar with low blood volume, even though it was still filled with black air, he was relieved a lot after all.

After finishing this, he heard movement on the door, turned his head to look, but he was covered in weathered cinnabar, with two smudges of blue under his eye sockets, his cheeks were thin, and the blood on the top of his head was half full, obviously he was also injured.