Outside Taochuan City, six hundred and seventy miles away from Shuixianfang, there is a dense forest. Smoke is lingering above the forest and the light is rising. It is obvious that a special power exists here.
"Be careful, there are formations in the woods." Black Python Immortal reminded Lan Caihe in a hurry.
But Lan Caihe didn't take it to heart at all, and directly urged the peony cloud to fly down. With a gust of breeze blowing into the woods, the peony cloud fell into the woods.
The next moment, a light blue array of light suddenly rose up, like a blue glass cover, trapping Fang Jian and the others in it.
"It's you again? I didn't expect you to come back? And you called two helpers?" A sharp voice sounded from the front. Fang Jian looked up and saw a female cultivator from the Mysterious Immortal Realm walking over with seven other monks. Fang Jian glanced at it and suddenly knew something in his heart.
The opponent's lineup of three Xuanxian and five True Immortals is not bad. No wonder they dare to do such a thing here.
Seeing the Xuanxian Realm female cultivator, although she fell into the formation again, the Black Python Immortal immediately shouted: "Evil thief, return my storage bag!"
The female cultivator laughed loudly, and then looked at the Black Python Immortal with contempt: "Look around you, you have fallen into my formation again, how dare you be so arrogant? Yoyoyo, look at this little brother, how long He is so handsome, just like a young girl, look at him and he is still wearing women's clothes."
After the female cultivator finished speaking, the monks around her burst into laughter. Lan Caihe was holding a flower basket and smiling, with no trace of anger on his face.
The Black Python Immortal complained: "I told you to be careful, but you didn't listen. What should I do now?"
Lan Caihe said: "Just stop talking."
The female cultivator couldn't help but chuckle as she listened to the conversation between Lan Cai and the Black Python Immortal. At this time, her eyes fell on Fang Jian again, and she was really happy now.
"I said, your eyes are bright when you look for helpers. Why do you find people from the Yangshen realm?" After the female cultivator finished speaking, she immediately laughed.
The female cultivator laughed and said: "I have been here to rob the Tao for more than three hundred years. Who has not encountered this? But I have never seen such a funny thing. Hahaha. Yang Shen Realm. Haha."
The Black Python Immortal snorted coldly and said, "Don't look down on others. Although he is only in the Yang God realm, he has a lot of robbery jade. You guys have been robbing here for ten thousand years, and I'm afraid you won't be able to make as much robbery jade as others in a year." "
"Huh?" The female cultivator immediately stopped laughing when she heard this, and then looked at Fang Jian carefully.
Fang Jian immediately retorted: "Don't listen to his nonsense. Where can I find the robbery jade? This high-grade fairy treasure I have is more valuable." After that, he pulled out the Ruyi Sword from his back.
The power of the sword suddenly emitted from the boy, and the expressions of the female cultivator and her accomplices all changed, "High-grade immortal treasure?!"
But soon, the shocked expressions of the female cultivator and others turned into greed, and then the female cultivator sent a message to her colleagues: "I'll take this kid's high-grade fairy treasure later, but remember not to hurt him at all, I'm afraid He has a history behind him, and we have to leave a way out for ourselves."
This is their rule of survival. Robbery is robbery, but they don't kill people, and they don't even hurt people unless they have to. In this way, even if the person they rob has some background, it will be easy to talk to them if they come to their door in the future.
The monks responded to the female cultivator one after another, and then the female cultivator immediately took out the magic weapon and said fiercely to Fang Jian: "Hand over your sword, and then you can leave, otherwise huh..."
Although he does not kill people, necessary intimidation is still necessary.
Fang Jian didn't show any fear, he just smiled and said, "How can I hand over the sword to you when I'm in your formation?"
The female nun said: "Just put it on the ground."
Fang Jian nodded and said, "Oh, can I insert it into the ground?"
The female nun said: "Stop talking nonsense, anything is fine, as long as I don't hold it in your hands!"
"Okay." Fang Jian responded, then held the sword upside down and slowly released his fingers.
'Yin' As the Ruyi Sword fell, a sword chant suddenly resounded through the entire forest. When the female cultivator and others outside heard the sword chant, their expressions suddenly changed. The female cultivator suddenly said in shock: " Everyone, be careful!”
As she finished speaking, there was a soft sound of "呲LA", and the Ruyi Sword's edge pierced the ground, piercing the soil and stones, and also pierced the formation barrier.
After a loud bang, the formation that trapped Fang Jian and the others collapsed, and Lan Caihe flew up instantly, then pinched the magic formula with his hand, flicked his fingers and shouted: "Fire in the wood."
This is a forest, and the most indispensable thing is wood. With the blue color and a clear drink, a green flame instantly appeared on the magic weapon in the hands of the female cultivator and others, and then the flames burned instantly. The magic weapon of the others was burned to ashes in just three breaths.
The female cultivator and the other eight robbers let out a scream, and the fire from the wood emerged from their bodies again after burning their magic weapons.
"It's divine fire!"
"How can she have the divine fire of heaven and earth?!"
"Oh my god."
The fire in the wood is one of the seven divine fires, and the seven divine fires belong to the "Heaven and Earth Divine Fire" sequence, and the two higher sequences are the "Acquired Divine Fire" and "Xiantian True Fire".
First, the female cultivator screamed in surprise, and then all eight of them screamed in surprise, and a puff of white smoke suddenly rose from their bodies. It was the white smoke that was caused by the mana and blood in their bodies being evaporated by the wood fire.
The eight people instantly fell to the ground and rolled around, screaming in agony, and soon began to beg for mercy.
"Fellow Taoist, spare your life, spare your life, we are willing to return the storage bag!"
"Fellow Taoist, please spare my life."
Even though some of them are at a higher level than Lan Cai and Dao Xing, they have no room for resistance in the face of the crushing power of the divine fire of heaven and earth.
When Lan Caihe heard everyone begging for mercy, he immediately turned his hand, and the wood fire on the eight people immediately flew to their heads and floated. At this time, the eight people were burned and their bodies were dry and cracked, just like burnt dry wood. There were scorching cracks.
But as the fire in the wood on their bodies reached above their heads, the eight people suddenly felt their bodies relax, but they ignored the severe pain in their bodies and knelt on the ground one after another begging for mercy.
Lan Caihe said: "Mu Zhonghuo is hanging above your heads now. If you dare to make any rash actions, it will get into your heads right away."
"We understand, we understand!" The eight people grinned in pain and said, "We will never dare to violate the law."
At this time, Fang Jian pulled out the Ruyi Sword stuck on the ground, walked forward immediately, and said to the female cultivator: "Hand over the storage bag."
Without saying a word, the female cultivator immediately took out a storage bag from her Sumeru magic weapon and handed it to Fang Jian with trembling hands that were burnt.
Fang Jian took the storage bag and threw it to the Black Python Immortal. The Black Python Immortal quickly caught the storage bag and checked it. He found that everything was in it, including a lot of robbery jade.
This is also the survival rule of this group of robbers. After grabbing the storage bag, they will not divide it immediately, let alone open it to check the contents. Instead, they will keep it for a while to see if the owner of the storage bag has any background. .
If there is a bigger background, it would be better to just return it to the other party completely when the time comes.
The Black Python Immortal was overjoyed when he saw that his storage bag had been lost and recovered. He immediately said to Fang Jian and Lan Caihe, "It's intact."
Lan Caihe was about to take back Mu Zhonghuo when he heard this, but Fang Jian said, "Wait a minute."
Lan Caihe and Black Python Immortal turned their attention to Fang Jian, and the female cultivator and the other eight people also quickly looked towards Fang Jian.
Fang Jian was seen holding the Ruyi Sword and said to the eight female monks: "Hand over your Sumeru magic weapon and storage bag."
The faces of the eight people suddenly changed when they heard this. The female monk quickly asked Fang Jian: "Fellow Taoist, what do you want our Sumeru magic weapon and storage bag for?"
Fang Jian said: "Of course I'm giving you a lesson. Each one of you doesn't learn well and starts robbing others. If I don't give you a lesson, you think there is no king's law in these three realms."
When the eight people heard this, their expressions instantly turned into bitter gourds, but under the threat of the Ruyi Sword in Fang Jian's hand, the female cultivators, led by them, handed over their Sumeru magic weapons one after another.
The female cultivator held her Sumeru bag in both hands, looked up at Fang Jian with her charred face, and said pitifully: "Save some for me."
"Oh, who do you think I am?" Fang Jian took the female cultivator's Xumi bag and smiled helplessly, and then said with a serious face: "Confiscate them all!"
"Ah!" The female cultivator's face changed drastically, and then she quickly hugged Fang Jian's thigh and begged: "Fellow Taoist, please be kind and leave some for me. I have an 800,000-year-old mother above me, and below me..."
"Wait, wait, wait." Fang Jian stopped the female cultivator from crying miserably, "I'm talking about you, you are in the Xuanxian realm after all, and you have some backbone, okay? These are ill-gotten gains and you will be punished sooner or later for taking them. I confiscated it for your own good, you know? Really, as a loose immortal, you have to rely on your own efforts to obtain cultivation resources. Robbery is bad and illegal. Don't you feel ashamed that you spent the robbery jade you robbed? I’m ashamed of you all!”
After saying that, Fang Jian kicked the female cultivator away, and then hung her Xumi bag on his belt.
The second, the third, the fourth, the eighth..., and soon Fang Jian's waist was covered with eight sumeru bags. The female cultivator and the other eight robbers had basically nothing except the clothes on their bodies that had not been taken away. I suddenly fell back into poverty.
The eight robbers lay on the ground and cried bitterly, like children abandoned by their mothers. At this time, one of the Xuanxian monks looked at Lan Caihe and said: "Kill us, we can't do it anyway." No more life left."
Lan Caihe sighed and said pitifully: "I can't bear to kill you now."
After saying that, Lan Caihe turned to look at Fang Jian and said, "You can't make more concessions than them. Each one has a darker heart than the other."
Fang Jian patted the eight sumeru bags on his waist and said, "So, you don't agree with me doing this?"
When Lan Caihe heard this, he immediately changed his face and said with a smile on his face: "Of course I agree, I have to share half of these Xumi bags. Without my divine fire, you wouldn't be able to make them so easily." Stop them!"
Fang Jian said, "Okay, I'll give you four Sumeru bags." After saying that, Fang Jian took off the four Sumeru bags and threw them to Lan Caihe, who immediately caught them and smiled happily.
Seeing Fang Jian and the others completing the 'dividing of the spoils' in front of him and others, the eight robbers cried even more miserably.
At this time, the Black Python Immortal came up and said, "Give me one too!"
Fang Jian looked at the Black Python Immortal in surprise and said, "Don't you already want your storage bag back? Why should you share it?"
The Black Python Immortal pointed to the Sumeru bag on Fang Jian's waist and said, "Well, if I hadn't been robbed by them, could you have grabbed these Sumeru bags? So I also have credit!"
"You're laughing so hard." Lan Caihe said, "Who was the one who just came back in despair and asked for help, and was still squatting there crying?"
The black python fairy said: "Don't talk nonsense, I squatted down, but I didn't cry!"
Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Fang Jian said quickly: "Forget it, forget it, Black Python Immortal, you also have merit, so I'll share it with you."
Black Python Immortal's eyes suddenly lit up, but then he heard Fang Jian say: "Then I will give you a hundred calamity jade."
After saying that, Fang Jian took out a hundred tribulation jade and stuffed it into the hands of the Black Python Immortal. The Black Python Immortal's face darkened, "What? Just a hundred tribulation jade?"
Fang Jian said: "Why do you think it's too much? Then give it back to me."
"Forget it, forget it, a hundred tribulation jade is just a hundred tribulation jade." The Black Python Immortal rolled his eyes and accepted this fact, but he still looked at the four Sumeru on Fang Jian's waist with great envy. Bao glanced at it.
At this time, Lan Caihe sacrificed the peony flower cloud again. Fang Jian and the Black Python Immortal jumped up. Lan Caihe raised his hand to take back the wood fire above the heads of the eight people, and then said: "There must be a cause, and there must be a result." Water creates fire. Those who kill will be killed by others, and those who rob others will be robbed by others. This is the eternal truth."
After saying that, Lan Caihe stirred up the peony clouds and flew back to Shuishuixianfang with Fang Jian and Boa Immortal.
After Lan Cai and the three of them left, there was another scene in the woods below, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.
