Xue Tong only tidied it up hastily, leaving behind a lot of clues that a fight had taken place, and threw the identity plate of Mengshan Fourth Cultivator into the scorched earth.
It won't take long for the people of Mengshan to know that the mountain owner and three high-ranking officials died here, but the enemy's fate is unknown.
As for the thoughts of the owner of Hongyuan Village, Xue Tong was indifferent.
In fact, when he learned about it more than a month later, he did have a suspicion in his heart. The coincidence was strange, but his more thought was that there was someone outside Fan Xiao who teamed up to commit the case.
The owner of Hongyuan Villa was afraid of being involved in the Mengshan murder case, so he kept his secret and did not disclose to anyone the trip to Mengshan that he and Xue Tong had mentioned.
…
Xue Tong left that day and embarked on a long journey to Yuncheng.
When the monks moved, they mainly escaped from the sky. It was inconvenient to use Wusheng's vulture, so Xue Tong took the vulture boat instead.
The pace is neither urgent nor slow, traveling during the day and sleeping at night, taking a short break in the wild hills at night.
After three months of hard work, we are finally not far from Yuncheng.
There are many duck boats in the sky, there are many villas on the outskirts of the city, and there are countless monks of all ethnic groups riding camels, horses and beasts on the road.
It is indeed a magnificent city!
There are no walls in Cloud City, and there are endless gatherings of monks. Even acquired warriors can be seen everywhere.
"Three religions and nine streams, all-encompassing, a great place!" Xue Tong thought to himself.
Martial Saint monks should not wander aimlessly and need to find a matching city as soon as possible.
Xue Tong identified the quality of the duck boat and followed the "high-end" duck boat far away.
The monks on the boat approached their destination, closed the boat and soared into the clouds, and slowly landed.
The location of high-level duck boats often indicates the city area where high-level monks are located.
Xue Tong followed suit, closed the ship and landed in the sky.
Not far from the busy city, most of the people you meet are heavenly beings. Unless you meet them head-on, those people will nod humbly and give way.
Xue Tong turned into the first inn he saw.
I rented a camel cart from the store to go shopping and observed through the window.
Every few dozen miles, you can see roadside billboards filled with information about the eight gates.
Xue Tong came well prepared, and Jiujiu suggested opening a talisman shop with neither high nor low quality.
His skill in drawing talismans has never been revealed for hundreds of years and will never be suspicious.
Xue Tong took over a transferred store, renovated it and named it "He's Talisman Shop".
Post notices and recruit a number of talismans.
Soon a talisman shop opened, selling talismans for high-level masters and junior and middle-level celestial beings.
Xue Tong killed countless enemies and obtained countless urn diagrams, which were enough for his business.
The business was above average, just in line with Xue Tong's expectations.
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Half a year passed in the blink of an eye. @·No mistake first~~
Xue Tong was practicing in the back garden, and the shopkeeper sent a message asking him to come forward.
A strange customer came to the Talisman Shop.
"Yansheng gave Zhang Lutu. I don't know how to do it. The guest wants to see the boss." The shopkeeper said.
"Well, you go and do your work first." Xue Tongzhi left the shopkeeper.
In the early days of Yanfu Wusheng, there was a picture of a ruler with square dimensions on the table.
"The specific formation of the sword formation talisman is unknown. The person who draws the talisman needs to understand this sword formation. The shopkeeper is a great master of heaven and man, but his cultivation level is not enough." Xue Tong said with a smile.
"Well, He Shengsuo's words are true. Yan is in urgent need and is willing to donate the formation formula. The condition is that he needs to draw the talisman. Otherwise, he will buy the formation formula and the diagram at the market price." Yan Fu said.
"He is not short of sword formations, so he doesn't want to buy another formation diagram." Xue Tong said with a smile.
"The power of this formation is unique. I only showed it to others because Yan was in urgent need of it. Is He Sheng really not interested?" Yan Fu said anxiously.
"There are hundreds of Martial Saint Talisman Masters in Yuncheng. Why does Taoist Master Yan help the poor Taoist?" Xue Tong asked.
"He Sheng comes from out of town and has nothing to do with the people of this city."
Xue Tong roughly guessed that Yan Fu had something urgent to do, and he thought that force was not enough, so he had no choice but to use the formation map to ask for help.
"He needs to be more cautious when it comes to disputes. Taoist friends may wish to make it clear that we will discuss it after He weighs the matter." Xue Tong said.
Yan Fu's expression suddenly became angry, "The one named Dou is too much of a bully. Since his cultivation level is slightly higher, if I can get help from the talisman, I will definitely be able to defeat him."
"Not necessarily. With a few more talismans of the same level, it's hard to say who will win. He means that peace is the most important thing, but I guess you have too deep grudges and won't listen." Xue Tong sighed.
"Why is Fellow Daoist unwilling to help?" Yanfu asked.
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"It's hard to tell whether the talisman is well drawn or not, let alone getting involved in disputes." Xue Tong shook his head.
"How about you Taoist fellow Taoist give it a try, and if you can't draw it, I'll give it to Yan at half the price?" Yanfu frowned for a long while and said through gritted teeth.
"Who is it?" Xue Tong took the opportunity to ask.
Yan Fuxing said the city was not deep, so he urgently sought medical treatment. "The grudge between Dou Jian and I began when we were exploring secrets ten years ago. When we encountered a strong enemy, we each ran for our lives. Dou Jian resented me for not saving him until he died. From then on, the resentment in his heart became... Enemies.”
"Actually, it's not a big deal. How about some matchmaking between the two of you, so that the grudges between the two of you can be cancelled, and we can part ways from now on and stop worrying about each other?" Xue Tong was interested in making friends and expanding his circle.
Talisman masters are often looked down upon by others, and no one knows whether the talisman master possesses a cross-level talisman.
"Oh" Yan Fu's eyes shone slightly.
"You can understand the formation talisman yourself, and He will not draw any talisman to interfere with it." Xue Tong said again.
A few days later.
Dou Jian and Yan Fu were invited to be guests. Xue Tong each gave Zhang Wusheng's early sword formation talisman, saying that he wanted to make a friend and please look after the talisman shop.
Dou Yan and the two knew what they were doing and gave Xue Tong face, agreeing not to dwell on past grudges. .br>
…
Xue Tong has a deeper understanding of Yuncheng.
Although there are many monks, the mountains and valleys on the outskirts of the city two thousand miles away are the unreachable places.
The location of the True Dharma-level monks!
It is said that the two people have been seen from afar for decades, and Dou Jian and Yan Fu have never seen each other.
"I've never seen the true method before. The true method of elixirs will be sold for a while, and all they sell are rare elixirs." Dou Jian said during a casual chat.
"Oh, when is the latest issue?"
"It's coming soon, after the new year."
"How many times has the Dan Association been held?"
“It was first held four years ago,” Dou Jian said.
Xue Tong sneered in his heart, "The Zhenfa Danhui is probably another scam to deceive Xue!"
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Yuncheng Yangwu Palace.
The weather is so majestic that non-martial saints are not allowed to enter.
Xue and Dou were sitting in a corner of the hall, waiting for the elixir meeting to begin. @
Yanfu thought the tickets were too expensive and said he couldn't afford the elixir, so he refused.
Cloud City has passed the halfway high level, and the monsters, demons, ghosts, beasts, and dwarves gathered together.
In the prelude to the elixir meeting, the magical artifacts and the seventh-grade elixirs were auctioned. Xue Tong only watched and talked quietly with Dou Jianming.
It’s time for the grand finale.
The host at the venue showed four kinds of elixirs, including the Dragon-defying elixir and the Immortal-boosting elixir.
"Wow!" Dou Jian exclaimed in a low voice, his eyes shining with envy and covetous expression.
Xue Tong's eyes were also full of eager longing.
Especially for the Nilong Pill, you can take at least four more pills to refine them into four power apertures, and then the power of the pill will slowly disappear.
"One hundred and twenty million per pill, limited supply."
Host Dan Hui said loudly.
There was a sigh in the hall, including Dou Jian.
Soon some high-level monks raised their hands and snapped up all the items.
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After the song ended and everyone dispersed, Xue Tong lingered, walking behind the crowd.
"asshole!"
There was a sudden loud roar in the back garden of Yangwu Palace, and a figure suddenly jumped to the front yard.
Xue Tong recognized him at a glance as one of the people who bought Nilong Pill.
The strong man's Dharma body rested twice, and he was in the late stage of the spiritual pressure martial saint.
As soon as the shadow flickered, the host of Danhui blocked the way, "Fellow Taoist Min, this sect invites you to go into the mountain to talk. It is really a good intention and it is also the opinion of the sect leader. It would be too disrespectful for Taoist friend to refuse."
"This saint has other important matters. If you buy elixirs, you will buy elixirs. How can you have free time to be a guest? What kind of glory is it to force people to go up the mountain!" The monk surnamed Min said angrily and walked straight towards the host.
The host waved his hands and took action without any hesitation!
Xue Tong and Dou Jianming were already standing far away from the wall.
The shadow of his palm turned into a sharp-beaked crane, which flew straight past and pecked Min Xiu's heart.
The monk surnamed Min punched in anger.
Blue lion head!
The lion and crane struck each other, exploding a ball of green light. The two cultivators were ejected and retreated, and the distance between them increased to more than twenty feet.
Danhui presided over the chanting of the Dharma, and thick thunderclouds formed in the sky above the square.
The lightning flashed suddenly, and the Hunyuan Thunder Giant Sword fell with a roar.
The monk surnamed Min had been accumulating strength for a long time and responded to the call.
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The golden hammer in his hand suddenly expanded, and the sword surface was smashed hard!
"Bang~"
Thunder sword fragments rained down in all directions.
The monk surnamed Min's body was greatly shaken, and he retreated continuously, barely standing still.
Danhui will cover the chest to suppress the messy breath.
The two cultivators are fighting for their strength, as if they are between brothers.
"This is how the Zhenfa Danhui treats guests. If they don't go up the mountain, they will kill them. Are there any rules for Xuanmen?" the monk surnamed Min shouted loudly.
There were more than a hundred onlookers, many of whom whispered in agreement.
The situation cannot continue and the Danhui host hesitates to make a decision.
A red light suddenly flashed over the Yangwu Palace.
The red light is extremely bright, and the super wing fire is ten times more powerful.
The bright light only comes from a very thin "crystal wire".
The crystal wire was extremely fast and shot directly at Min Xiu.
No matter whether the monk surnamed Min swung the hammer or dodge, he was no longer able to catch up. Only his body shield suddenly increased to its strongest level.
The crystal wire passed through the cover silently and plunged into the hard stone ground.
"Boom~"
Rocks flew and earth splashed, and the monk surnamed Min exploded into the sky. Update without error@
The earth shook and the mountains shook. Flames shot up into the sky from a pit dozens of feet deep. The protection of the Yangwu Palace was activated half a mile away. The magic circle was swaying, but the palace body was barely affected.
Min Xiu fell heavily and vomited blood. Fortunately, he recovered his life.
The crystal wire was deliberately deflected and passed close to him, otherwise there would be no possibility of escape.
"Wow!"
The exclamation was even louder than when Dan met.
A thought flashed across Xue Tong's mind: "Jian Yang Sect Master, Fire Attribute Law Crystal Silk!"
He looked up into the sky and saw a vague figure heading northwest.
Seeing that Master Yang was merciful, he restrained Min Xiu with one move. Those who bought the elixir had no objections and they all agreed to go up the mountain.
"Yuncheng's true method is threatened by the demonic shadow. The elixir will lure Xue. The person who buys the elixir will just accept more interrogations." Xue Tong thought to himself.
Dou Jian's face was red, his heart was agitated, and he was speechless for a long time.
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The big net spread by the Demonic Fairy Shadow spread all over Yunzhou.
Xue Tong became more and more at ease as a talisman master, practicing with the high-level elixirs of the Martial Saint, not daring to be greedy at all, and waiting for news from the space circuit. .
