The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 319 The Real and Fake Master Su, the Middle Finger in the Earth Fire Crack (6k)

Thanks to the speed of the Golden-Winged Roc, Zhou Qing and Lu Yaoyao quickly arrived at the area filled with fissures in the ground.

Looking around, the earth appeared as if it had been cleaved by a giant god, with dozens of cracks of varying lengths crisscrossing and spewing forth flames of varying shades of blue and green.

The heatwave distorted the air, and even the rocks appeared to melt.

Following his memory, Zhou Qing immediately focused his gaze on the giant crack in the center, which was about three zhang wide.

The rocks at the edge of the crack had long since crystallized, shimmering with an eerie light under the scorching blue flames.

Without hesitation, he handed the old hen to Lu Yaoyao: "Take it and hide it to the side."

Lu Yaoyao took the old hen, and she could clearly feel the terrifying power contained within those seemingly calm flames.

Even from several meters away, the scorching heat made her nascent soul tremble, as if it were about to be baked.

"Senior Brother Zhou, be careful!" She hugged the old hen and retreated to a safe distance, her voice filled with undisguised worry.

Zhou Qing nodded slightly and turned to walk towards the edge of the crack.

Standing before the fissure in the earth, he tried to use his divine sense to investigate, but found that his divine sense could hardly move forward in this strange flame. At most, he could only probe down a hundred meters before being burned by unbearable pain.

"It seems I have no choice but to go down myself."

He took a deep breath and leaped into the sea of ​​fire.

In an instant, the dark blue flames surged like a tide, but suddenly became docile the moment they touched his body.

Within his sea of ​​consciousness, the crimson petals of the four-colored flower shone brightly, forming a thin, cicada-wing-like red light shield around Zhou Qing.

"It really worked!" Zhou Qing was overjoyed.

Wherever the red light passed, the flames that were powerful enough to incinerate Nascent Soul cultivators were like a gentle spring breeze, leaving only a slight warmth.

He continued to descend, his body moving as nimbly as a fish in the sea of ​​fire.

As the depth increases, the color of the flame gradually changes from dark blue to deep purple, and the temperature increases exponentially.

An ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator would probably be reduced to ashes in an instant if they were here.

This scene reminded him of the time he was in the third coffin.

While the second uncle distracted the Flame Crocodile King, who was at the Spirit Severing Realm, he went down to help find the Golden Crow Fan. He also managed to get some top-grade fire-attribute spirit stones and a drop of pure Golden Crow blood.

"Second Senior Sister, you'll be alright!" Zhou Qing prayed silently as he released his divine sense to investigate.

300 meters, 500 meters, 800 meters
The red light shield began to tremble slightly, forcing Zhou Qing to slow down.

He then took out several top-grade spirit stones from his storage ring and held them in his palm.

The spirit stone dimmed at a visible rate, and the pure spiritual energy continuously replenished what it had consumed.

Suddenly, several dark figures flashed through the sea of ​​fire.

Zhou Qing stopped abruptly, and saw more than a dozen fire lizard-like monsters leap out of the purple flames.

The monster was entirely crimson, with lava-like flames flowing between its scales.

What's most alarming is that the aura they exuded had all reached the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm!
"It seems this ruin is truly dangerous!" Zhou Qing thought to himself in surprise.

You should know that back then, Second Senior Sister hadn't even reached the Nascent Soul stage yet when she arrived here, and she even brought out the white crane that had been trapped for many years.

At this moment, Zhou Qing originally didn't want to pay attention to it, since finding his second senior sister was the most important thing right now.

And Junior Sister Lu and the Old Hen are still outside.

However, the leading fire lizard king was exceptionally large, with three rows of sharp bone spurs growing on its back and a cold, eerie blue flame burning at the end of its tail.

It spotted Zhou Qing at a glance, then opened its blood-red maw and spewed a blazing white pillar of fire directly at him.

"court death!"

Suddenly, a pair of blood-red phantom wings unfolded behind Zhou Qing, each feather composed of blood-red runes.

With a gentle flap of its wings, thousands of blood-red blades shot out like a torrential rain.

The three-headed fire lizard at the front was instantly pierced, letting out a shrill roar.

However, the other fire lizards were exceptionally cunning, knowing how to use their advantages to scatter and hide.

They surrounded us from all directions, their mouths spewing pillars of fire that intertwined to form a strange column of fire.

Even more troublesome was that the fire lizard king was hiding at the very back, its eerie blue flames quietly gathering at the end of its tail, clearly preparing a fatal blow.

Zhou Qing snorted coldly, made a hand seal with his left hand, and golden crow phantoms appeared around his body.

The three-legged divine bird spread its wings and cried out, unleashing a torrent of blazing solar fire that clashed with the incoming pillar of fire.

At the same time, his right hand blazed with lightning on the broken sword, a silver bolt of lightning like a dragon aimed straight for the Fire Lizard King's throat.

The Fire Lizard King hastily dodged, but was still pierced through the front paw by the purple lightning.

It roared angrily, and the eerie blue flames at its tail finally coalesced, transforming into a beam of blue light that shot out.

This cold fire is extremely strange; it freezes even flames wherever it passes.

Zhou Qing dared not be careless, and his blood-red wings folded together to form a shield.

The cold fire and the blood wings collided, producing a crisp sound like metal clashing.

"What a powerful beast!"

Zhou Qing's fighting spirit intensified, and he suddenly unleashed the Golden Roc Speed, his figure flashing like lightning behind the Fire Lizard King.

Without the slightest hesitation, the Tetanus Broken Sword, crackling with blinding lightning, severed the Fire Lizard King's head in a single strike.

With their leader dead, the remaining fire lizards were thrown into chaos.

Zhou Qing would not let this opportunity slip by. His crimson wings fully unfurled, transforming into a blood-red curtain that descended upon the land.
A moment later, two Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals, each only the size of a broad bean, floated in front of Zhou Qing.

He waved his hand to put it away and continued diving deeper into the sea of ​​fire.

After defeating the seventh wave of fire-type monsters, Zhou Qing finally discovered something unusual on a protruding rock platform below.

The rock platform was only about ten feet square, and its surface was scorched by the flames until it was as smooth as a mirror.

On this mirror-like rock, a giant middle finger was conspicuously pieced together from the bones of a fire lizard!

Zhou Qing's pupils contracted sharply, and then he burst into laughter, the sound creating ripples in the sea of ​​fire.

That familiar provocative gesture—who else could it be but Second Senior Sister Luo Lingling?

"I knew it!" Zhou Qing slammed his fist into the rock wall, causing the surrounding flames to momentarily freeze.

The fact that the second senior sister not only survived but also had the strength to kill the fire lizard and leave such a mark indicates that the situation was much better than he had imagined.

His second senior sister was the most reliable person he had ever met in his life.

When his master took him to the Gobi Desert to break through the Four Flowers Gathering at the Top, his second senior sister stuffed him with countless life-saving items.

Her choice to open the entrance to the ruins on the night after the thirteen sects had truced for seven days was also a reflection of her consistently cautious approach.

They were just a little unlucky.

Zhou Qing's lips unconsciously curled up into a smile.

He recalled his second senior sister's endless ways of saving her life: the paper doll that could fool the white crane, the substitute talisman, and various backup plans that even he didn't know about.

Not to mention that Bai He was the fourth prince of the Holy Martial Dynasty, so he must have a lot of treasures on him.

The two were already very familiar with this site, so how could they not have been prepared?

"Second Senior Sister, have you already escaped, or are you still hiding somewhere in these ruins?" Zhou Qing wondered to himself.

After carefully inspecting the rock platform and finding nothing else, they turned back and went up.

When he rushed out of the fire and returned to the ground, Lu Yaoyao was anxiously waiting, holding the old hen.

Seeing Zhou Qing return safely, she excitedly ran over.

"Senior Brother Zhou! Next..."

"Second Senior Sister is still alive!" Zhou Qing couldn't hide his excitement as he recounted the discoveries on the rock platform.

When the middle finger made of fire lizard bones was mentioned, Lu Yaoyao couldn't help but burst into laughter through her tears.

"That's definitely Senior Sister Luo's style." She breathed a sigh of relief. "So, what do we do now?"

Zhou Qing looked around and made a decision: "I plan to search thoroughly; maybe Second Senior Sister is still here."

I remember once when I was a child, my second senior sister came back from her training trip and excitedly shared her survival experience with me.

When she was in danger, she hid in one place for two years, and only returned safely after everyone lost patience.

A Nascent Soul cultivator possesses a lifespan of two thousand years; Second Senior Sister is nothing compared to that.

In addition, given her Taoist philosophy of survival, she could hide away until the end of time, as long as this ruin doesn't collapse.

A glint of light flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes.

This place is teeming with monsters, each one exuding a savage and bloodthirsty aura.

The Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals they condensed possessed extremely powerful blood energy. Combined with the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Thirteen Sects, they might be able to help him perfect his intent and break through to the Great Perfection in a short period of time!
Lu Yaoyao, of course, fully supported Zhou Qing's decision.

"Oh, right, there's one more thing. The old hen... you can see for yourself!"

Lu Yaoyao quickly realized something and then gently put it down.

Soon, to Zhou Qing's surprise, it staggered to the edge of the crack and opened its mouth to swallow a wisp of earth fire!
Zhou Qing was taken aback, but quickly recalled that when he first identified the old hen, it was said that it had a powerful digestive function and could devour and purify anything.

During its initial mutation, it devoured low-grade spirit stones, blood spirits, and even its own floor tiles and house wood.

Now, in this third mutation, it can even digest the earth fire that incinerates nascent souls!
"Well done!" Zhou Qing leaned closer to carefully assess the old hen's condition.

After confirming that everything was alright, I couldn't help but smile.

It seems that this place is a kind of opportunity for them.

And so, until the old hen stopped eating and burped, Zhou Qing picked it up and stroked its feathers affectionately.

"Let's go find the next fissure in the earth!"

Zhou Qing handed it over to Lu Yaoyao, and it transformed back into a golden-winged roc.

He had already killed all the fire lizards in this area, and since he did it inside the flames, some of his methods, though clandestine, were relatively safer than those outside.

Lu Yaoyao nodded, picked up the old hen, leaped onto the roc's back, spread her golden wings, and the two soared into the sky...

……

Two days later, on the outskirts of the Wuzu Mountains.

A dozen figures streaked across the sky and landed at the entrance of the Primordial Daoist Temple in the blink of an eye.

The leader wore a gray robe and looked quite young. He exuded a refined and scholarly air, and his every move revealed the demeanor of a cultured gentleman.

"Master Su, this is the place!" an elder of the Hunyuan Sect introduced with a broad smile.

At this moment, a huge weight was finally lifted from Liang De's heart. He had been living in fear and apprehension the whole way, afraid that something unexpected might happen.

Now that the mission has been successfully completed, I wonder if the Hall of Calamity Fire has managed to invite Master Wu?

I hope I can be one of the winners, so that not only will the Supreme Elder gain face, but I can also receive a reward from the Sect Master.

Su Lishan looked around and nodded slightly.

Suddenly, thirteen terrifying divine senses descended from the sky, looming down like a giant mountain pressing down.

Everyone felt their breath catch in their throats, and the disciples with weaker cultivation turned pale, almost kneeling on the ground. "Hmph!" Su Lishan's face darkened. Was this a way of putting him in a bad light?

Liang De hurriedly stepped forward and announced loudly, "Ancestor, your disciple has invited Master Su here!"

Before the words were even finished, a figure appeared in an instant.

Jiang Wangchuan, the Supreme Elder of the Hunyuan Sect, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Su Lishan with suspicion, and a sense of unease welled up in his heart: "Are you Master Su?"

Su Lishan nodded calmly, but the six disciples behind her looked displeased.

One of the young men in blue robes said coldly, "What? Does anyone dare to impersonate my master's name?"

Jiang Wangchuan ignored the rude words and carefully examined Su Lishan and the disciples behind her, then looked at his own Nascent Soul elders.

When I saw several familiar faces, my heart skipped a beat.

Finished!

Just then, Xie Chixiao, the Supreme Elder of the Tribulation Fire Hall, slowly walked out.

His eyes were sharp as he carefully examined Su Lishan, and then he bowed respectfully.

"Are you really Master Su Lishan?" Xie Chixiao's voice carried a hint of probing.

"What do you mean?" Su Lishan's disciple shouted angrily again, and the blue-robed youth stepped forward. "If you don't trust my master, why bother inviting him from so far away?"

Su Lishan raised her hand to stop her disciple and smiled calmly.

With a thought, more than three thousand spiritual seals appeared out of thin air, weaving together into a complex array.

Each spiritual seal was exquisitely crafted, and their interconnectedness subtly aligned with the Dao of Heaven, emanating a heart-pounding aura.

"Can it be proven now?" Su Lishan asked softly.

Seeing the spiritual imprints surrounding Su Lishan, Xie Chixiao's pupils contracted, and a fascinating expression appeared on his face.

Jiang Wangchuan's face instantly turned extremely ugly.

No further proof was needed; he had already guessed what was going on.

shhhhhh!
Eleven more figures emerged from the shadows.

There was an elderly man with white hair, an old woman leaning on a cane with a snake head, and a child who looked to be seven or eight years old.

The thirteen supreme elders of the Southwest Regions gathered here, all looking at Su Lishan and her group with furrowed brows.

“Old Jiang,” the boy-like elder chuckled, “if this man before you is Master Su, then who was the one you put in two days ago?”

At this moment, the Supreme Elder of the Tribulation Fire Hall suddenly remembered something and clapped his hands and laughed: "Didn't you hear what that little girl said? Dou Niwan—she was just teasing you. She had actually already hinted at it to Lao Jiang."

"Pfft—" Someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Jiang Wangchuan was already trembling with rage. He valued his reputation above all else, but now, he had been completely fooled by two people who appeared out of nowhere in front of so many old rivals.

What made him even more ashamed and indignant was that he had happily forced six top-grade spirit stones onto them!

Looking back now, I wonder how the person behind that bronze mask must have been secretly mocking him for being such a fool.

This is an insult, an absolute insult to his intelligence!

Jiang Wangchuan gritted his teeth, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

However, the other party also displayed three thousand spirit seals; this cannot be faked.

Could it be Lin Daochen?

Impossible. They couldn't even invite this person, so how could he go to such lengths to play tricks on them?
However, within the Holy Martial Dynasty, apart from Su Lishan and Lin Daochen, there are no other level three array masters!

Su Lishan was completely bewildered by this sudden turn of events: "Everyone, what exactly happened?"

Just as Xie Chixiao, who was originally enjoying the spectacle, was about to explain, a rapid whooshing sound suddenly came from the distant horizon.

A figure staggered forward, and uncontrollably knelt directly in front of Jiang Wangchuan, his face ashen.

"Ancestor, something terrible has happened! The Sect Master has fallen!"

"What?!" Jiang Wangchuan was struck dumb, his body swaying and he almost lost his balance.

Sect Master Fang Hanyue was personally assigned by him to receive those two people. Now that he has suddenly perished, what else needs to be said?
It was definitely those two who took advantage of the situation, or even used some despicable sneak attack!

At this moment, he could no longer hold back, and the terrifying aura of a Great Perfection Nascent Soul cultivator erupted.

He flashed into the dojo, but quickly turned back and left.

"Take good care of Master Su!" After saying that, he rushed in again.

The other elders looked at each other, at a loss for what to do.

Xie Chixiao's eyes darted around, and he cupped his hands to Su Lishan, saying, "Master Su, it seems that the thirteen sects of the Southwest Region have been tricked."

He lowered his voice, feigning concern, "It's very dangerous inside. You shouldn't go in yet. Let's wait until Lao Jiang and the others catch that imposter."

The longer they can stall Master Su, the greater their chances will be.

Once Master Wu breaks the seal, everything inside will belong to their Tribulation Fire Palace.

Moreover, what kind of trouble can a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage, who never sees the light of day, plus a Nascent Soul cultivator like Ni'er, cause?

Almost all the Supreme Elders of the Thirteen Sects were in there.

Faced with Xie Chixiao's words, Su Lishan could only nod.
Faced with Xie Chixiao's "good intentions", Su Lishan's eyes flickered slightly, and then she nodded: "Very well, then I will wait here."

His disciples immediately sprang into action, setting up tables and chairs and serving hot tea in the blink of an eye.

Su Lishan gracefully took her seat, picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and waited quietly.

Xie Chixiao was secretly delighted upon seeing this.

As for the others, I couldn't be bothered to say anything.

In any case, whether it's the Hall of Calamity Fire or the Hunyuan Sect that obtains the items within the restriction, they won't get a single share.

Even the other five sects belonging to the Western Regions did not want their own people to surpass them by too much.

"This is interesting!" Xie Chixiao of the Tribulation Fire Palace turned to look at the entrance of the ruins, a cold smile appearing on his lips.

It must have been a few months ago when the cultivator who accidentally wandered into this place but managed to escape leaked the information.

It seems the secret of the Primordial Dojo is about to be exposed.

"But it doesn't matter." A hint of smugness flashed in Xie Chixiao's eyes.

After years of investigation and searching, the opportunities within the temple have long been divided up by the thirteen families.

Now, all that remains are those few treasures within the core restrictions.

If Master Wu can break the restriction first, the lion's share of this opportunity will definitely belong to their Tribulation Fire Palace!

Moreover, now that the Hunyuan Sect Master Fang Hanyue has perished, in the end, it is still their Jiehuo Hall that will have the last laugh.

……

boom!
A huge bird of prey fell from the sky and crashed heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Zhou Qing, transformed into a golden-winged roc, followed closely behind, its sharp claws slamming down, instantly splattering blood everywhere.

He then reverted to human form, unfurled his blood-winged phantoms, and quickly transformed the bird's corpse into a Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal the size of a broad bean.

"I caught another one!" Zhou Qing exclaimed with delight.

This was the eighth day since he and Lu Yaoyao entered the Taichu Dojo. Apart from hunting fire lizards in the Earth Fire Rift, they spent most of their time traveling in the form of a Golden-Winged Roc.

There are always some foolish birds that try to eat small fish and shrimp, but Zhou Qing's Golden Roc is just too dazzling.

It is estimated that their ultimate dream is to evolve into such a magnificent appearance.

But since "the man is in love and the woman is interested," in order to lure these ferocious birds, Zhou Qing deliberately suppressed his aura to the Nascent Soul realm, and it worked every time.

Almost all of them were sent to see their great-grandmother.

Lu Yaoyao ran over from a distance, carrying an old hen, her eyes filled with excitement: "Senior Brother Zhou, this is the fifth one, right!"

Zhou Qing nodded and scanned the storage bag with his divine sense.

Including the fire lizards hunted these past few days, I have now accumulated sixteen Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals.

shhhhhh!
Five figures suddenly flew in from all directions, instantly surrounding the two.

Zhou Qing remained expressionless, having already sensed their presence when he killed the flying beasts.

However, their response was slow—it took several days to find them.

The real Master Su should have arrived by now. Even if he hasn't, he should have noticed the fall of the Hunyuan Sect Master.

"A man and a woman, their faces are unfamiliar, that must be them!" One of the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators looked at the two and then whispered.

He held a jade ruler in his hand, its surface covered with runes, clearly not an ordinary item.

The leading Nascent Soul Grand Perfection expert's gaze darkened: "Did you kill Fang Hanyue?"

His body was surging with spiritual energy, and his robes fluttered even without wind, clearly indicating that he was ready to make a move at any moment.

Zhou Qing did not answer directly, but instead looked coldly at one of the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators: "I have seen you in your sect leader's memories, and you were also involved in the pursuit of my senior sister."

The group looked at each other, puzzled.

Lu Yaoyao silently retreated behind Zhou Qing, and her Ice Soul Sword was quietly drawn.

After these days of fighting side by side, she had absolute confidence in her father's abilities.

These people are just here to die.

"I heard from Senior Brother Wangchuan that you can condense a spirit seal," another cultivator at the Great Perfection stage narrowed his eyes. "Are you a level three formation master? Or do you possess some kind of supernatural ability that can create deception?"

Brother Wangchuan?

It must be Jiang Wangchuan, the Supreme Elder of the Hunyuan Sect stationed outside.

The fact that they were addressed as "senior brother," coupled with their aged faces and cultivation levels at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, suggests that they must all be Supreme Elders of the Hunyuan Sect.

Zhou Qing grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth: "Want to know?" He deliberately dragged out the sound, "Call me 'Dad' so I can hear it."

"You're courting death!" The Great Perfection cultivator was furious and raised his hand, unleashing a beam of azure light.

Wherever the blue light passed, the air was torn apart, emitting a piercing shriek.

Zhou Qing neither dodged nor evaded, and the lightning in his right hand blazed brightly on his tetanus sword.

The purple lightning, like a dragon, instantly shattered the blue light, and continued its relentless attack on the opponent.

The Great Perfection cultivator hastily dodged, but his sleeve was still charred, revealing the metallic sheen of his inner armor.

"Attack together!" The five attacked simultaneously, unleashing a barrage of magical treasures and supernatural powers.

A cold glint flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, and he lightly pushed Lu Yaoyao's shoulder with a backhand.

The girl was prepared; she used the momentum to leap into the air, her black hair flying as she floated more than ten feet away.

With a flick of her wrist, a crystalline image stone leaped into her palm. She immediately infused it with spiritual power to activate it, thus capturing the battle between her father and other Nascent Soul cultivators.

This will greatly benefit her subsequent understanding of artistic conception.

If I were to summon "Father's Dharma Body" in the future, every spell trajectory recorded at this moment would become the most precious combat legacy to protect me then.

(End of this chapter)