Wuxi Town.
"Sister, the alchemist who refined the high-quality elixir is named Ning Huairong. He is a fifth-level Qi practitioner and a third-level alchemist. He bought the high-quality spiritual grass from the Northern Wasteland Treasure Hunting Team."
"This person is a casual cultivator and has just joined Tiandan Pavilion. There should be no problem."
Luo Zhenfeng was using the telegraph to report the investigation status in Wuxi Town to Ye Xiyue.
After a while, the other person sent a reply:
"Go back to Xiyue Peak first, and then talk about it after the competition inside the gate."
"yes."
Luo Zhenfeng said to the dozen or so outer disciples standing in front of him:
"Pack your bags immediately and follow me back to Xiyue Peak."
Everyone looked at each other, and finally one person boldly made a suggestion:
"Senior Brother Luo, we just arrived at Wuxi Town this morning and have been busy all day. It's getting late now. Why don't we rest for a night and set off early tomorrow morning?"
Although they were all immortal cultivators, they were already tired from running from Yunling Town to Wuxi Town, and they had to work hard to investigate the alchemist for a whole day, so everyone could no longer hold on.
Luo Zhenfeng glanced at the speaker coldly: "The purpose of bringing you out is to train you. You can't bear this little hardship, and you still want to seek immortality?"
The man lowered his head and did not dare to speak any more.
Luo Zhenfeng snorted coldly, stood up and walked out of the room: "Let's go within half a stick of incense."
After he walked away, someone couldn't help but mutter: "We are running all the way, but Senior Brother Luo is using his flying sword to drive. Naturally, he is not tired."
Someone next to me reminded: "Stop talking, be careful if your senior brother hears you!"
Everyone dispersed to pack their bags, except Fang Xue who was still in a daze, a little lost.
A male cultivator who was familiar with her came over: "Junior sister Fang, what's wrong with you?"
Fang Xue came to her senses and said quickly: "It's nothing, Senior Brother Chen, I'm going back to my room to pack my things."
After saying that, he quickly walked to his room.
After listening to Sister Qiu's words yesterday, Fang Xue found that her Taoist heart had changed.
In other words, she finally found her Taoist heart!
In the past, I practiced so as not to disappoint my parents. Now, I practice in order to seek Taoism and become immortals, so that my parents can live forever with me.
This was nothing. The only thing that confused her was that now she seemed to have no more obsession with the differences between sects.
There was even a vague thought in her heart that if the Zhenyang Sect's techniques could not quickly improve her cultivation, then she would have to find a technique that was more suitable for her.
Feiyun Sect, Thunder Sword Sect, or the Land of the Eastern Emperor and the Great Mountain of Beihuang.
Even the Demon Cultivation Technique of the West Demon Land is not a bad idea.
Although her parents are monks, they have worked hard all year round to earn money for her tuition, and their health has long been exhausted. They can live for at least twenty years.
You must find a secret method to store souls that can preserve the souls of your parents for a hundred years.
Within these one hundred and twenty years, she must become an immortal!
Are Zhenyang Sect’s techniques enough?
If it's not enough, do I really want to learn the magic skills?
Fang Xue has been troubled in her heart this day, and she has been doing things in a muddle-headed manner, and has been reprimanded by Luo Zhenfeng many times.
In Luo Zhenfeng's heart, she has been classified as unqualified. When she returns to Xiyue Peak this time, she will be driven back to the Monk's Spiritual Academy and placed in another place.
After half a stick of incense, the group of people had already left Wuxi Town, heading towards Zhenyang City under the moonlight above their heads.
These outer disciples are not yet qualified to use flying swords. According to their pace, it will take three days at the earliest to arrive.
Just after leaving Wuxi Town, Luo Zhenfeng pretended to run with these outer disciples.
After more than ten miles, Luo Zhenfeng didn't want to waste any more energy. With a move of his hand, a dazzling flying sword flew out from the scabbard on his back.
Under the envious eyes of everyone, Luo Zhenfeng jumped lightly, stepped on the flying sword, and said loudly:
"I'll go ahead and hurry up with all my strength. I'll wait for you at Zhenyang Sect in three days."
After saying that, the flying sword slowly rose up under his feet. Luo Zhenfeng stood on the flying sword with his hands behind his back. Under the full moon, his clothes were hunting and his hair was flying. He looked quite graceful like an immortal.
Although some disciples were not angry, they were attracted by his grace, and one female disciple's eyes were filled with brilliance and obsession.
Suddenly, a red flame shot towards Luo Zhenfeng in mid-air!
The flames lit up the night sky, reflecting Luo Zhenfeng's panicked face. He exclaimed, turned around and jumped off the flying sword, landing on the ground in a slightly embarrassed state.
Then another ball of cold air shot out, freezing the middle-grade flying sword in the air into ice!
When the elbows and armpits suddenly appeared, the outer disciples panicked and shouted one after another:
"what happened?!"
"Have you encountered a wild high-level spiritual beast?"
"Everyone, be careful!"
"Senior Brother Luo, are you okay?"
"Why are you panic?!" Luo Zhenfeng shouted, and the panicked disciples finally calmed down a little. He looked into the dark forest ahead and sneered:
"Which person who doesn't care about life or death dares to cause trouble for Zhenyang Sect?"
As he spoke, he shook the purple sun brocade robe on his body, intending to remind the other party that he was an inner disciple of the Zhenyang Sect.
After a moment, a figure slowly walked out of the dark forest.
This figure was tall and plump, with red hair, dressed in red clothes, with a red veil on his face, and a cold murderous intent all over his body.
Half of her body was scorching, and half was shrouded in icy mist. The strangeness made her scalp numb.
"who?!"
The outer disciples shouted angrily, and Luo Zhenfeng's pupils shrank suddenly:
"The remnants of the Qinglian Sect?!"
Outside Yunling Town.
Yunling Mountain.
On the mountainside, amid the white snow, there is a forest.
Yunling Mountain is covered with heavy snow all year round. The forest on the mountainside can see the full moon in the snow, so it is called Snow Moon Forest.
But it's winter now, it's extremely cold, and it's midnight at the moment, so there are very few people in the Snow Moon Forest.
Suddenly, a white-haired old man came slowly, stood under a big tree, looked around, and said coldly:
"I have attended the appointment on time, where is Qin Gengyun?"
This person was Chang Chunzi. During the day, Qin Gengyun asked his son to come to Xueyue Forest to meet and discuss the future sharing of alchemy cooperation.
Chang Chunzi was quite disdainful of this, guessing that Qin Gengyun was afraid of losing face in front of his sister-in-law, so she asked him to meet her late at night.
That sister-in-law is really beautiful, and I feel sorry for her. It would not be a bad idea to let Qin Gengyun give this sister-in-law to him as a concubine later if he can exert a little pressure from the sixth level of Qi training.
boom!
Chang Chunzi was thinking about it when a chill suddenly surged behind him. When he looked back, a golden light was shooting towards him!
"Flying Arrow Talisman?!"
Chang Chunzi recognized this offensive talisman and was not afraid. He moved away from it as soon as his feet moved, but he was extremely frightened and angry in his heart:
"Shu Zi, how dare you attack me?!"
At this time, he finally understood that Qin Gengyun's invitation to come here was not to discuss the share of the pills, but to attack and kill him!
This made Chang Chunzi furious.
You are at the fifth level of Qi training, but you actually want to kill me at the sixth level of Qi training?
Do you really think that you are one of those geniuses who can leapfrog challenges?
How dare you!
(End of chapter)
