They had no intention of delaying at all, but rushed back the way they came.
It has to be said that these cultivators were still rushing very fast in their desperation. Before dawn, they rushed back from the mines 700 to 800 kilometers away.
But when they returned to the town, they went straight to the corpse without even taking a shower. After some inspection, their faces looked a little unsightly.
But after they used the magic weapon to send back the message, the message from the outer sect of Qingsong Sect scolded them, saying that the incident they accused the friendly sect Cangtian Sect of attacking Qingsong Sect disciples did not exist.
This made the outer disciples in the small town feel extremely dissatisfied.
When did the Qingsong Sect have to take other cultivation sects into consideration when doing things?
Of course, even if these outer disciples were very dissatisfied, they couldn't do much.
After all, the Cangtian Sect is not a small sect. It is also at the top of the cultivation sects like the Qingsong Sect.
A cultivation sect like this is not one that can be easily provoked.
Therefore, under such circumstances, Fang Xiaoyue's first deliberate frame-up failed unexpectedly.
However, he was not discouraged, but kept up his efforts and killed the few remaining cultivators in the town.
In terms of feel, Fang Xiaoyue felt that these cultivators were far less smooth than the previous cultivators in the town.
Well, maybe those few cultivators in the small town have gained a little more fat because they have been stationed for too long.
If there is too much fat, it will definitely be lubricated.
As usual, Fang Xiaoyue took out a piece of Cangtianmen identity plate made by himself, pressed it under a corpse, and left the town leisurely.
There is no doubt that even the inner disciples, elders, and deacons of the Qingsong Sect would not be able to escape from Fang Xiaoyue's assassination, let alone the assassination of such an outer disciple of the Qingsong Sect.
It can be said that this should be the disaster of Qingsongmen.
The warriors in the small town once again experienced a horrifying operation.
After the watchman once again discovered the body and committed suicide from the second floor, the whole town became chaotic.
First of all, the cultivator who was the manager was killed by Fang Xiaoyue, so now the only ruling class in the town is those warriors.
And these warriors were arrogant before, but now they don't have a local emperor above their heads, which is even more enjoyable.
At least when Fang Xiaoyue left the town, some warriors began their careers as the ruling class.
In this regard, Fang Xiaoyue expressed his sorrow, but it was impossible for him to come forward and continue to contact the matter. Otherwise, it would be very easy for the Qingsong Sect to trace him.
In just three months, Qingsongmen was shocked to find that many towns within its sphere of influence had been attacked.
At the place of the attack, the inner sect disciples sent by Qingsong Sect to investigate found the identity jade pendants of the disciples of Qingyu Sect, Bailu Sect, Wanhua Sect and other third-rate sects.
This made the inner disciples of the Qingsong Sect who went to investigate extremely angry. They immediately went straight to these third-rate sects without thinking.
In their view, the third-rate sects are just a bunch of scum.
In front of a first-class sect like Qingsong Sect, no matter it is Qingyu Sect, Bailu Sect, Wanhua Sect or even Giant Wild Goose Sect, they are all scum.
Such a scumbag dared to send people to assassinate Qingsongmen disciples, even if they were just outer disciples, this made them feel like a tiger being teased by a group of kittens.
It is unbearable!
Arrogantly, he rushed to the mountain gates of these cultivation sects, suppressed them forcefully, and demanded that the other parties hand over the murderer, otherwise Qingsongmen would surely leave them alone.
Well, as soon as these cruel words were thrown out, these sects were immediately frightened. While giving generous gifts to ease the relationship, they begged bitterly that the assassination had absolutely nothing to do with their sect!
Fortunately, with the generous gifts and entreaties, these inner disciples of the Qingsong Sect felt that they had lost face, and their hot-blooded minds had calmed down.
That's right, if it was these cultivation sects that did it, they couldn't be so careless as to throw the jade pendant of their disciple status everywhere, right?
What a low IQ!
Of course, these inner disciples of Qingsong Sect will not admit that they did not expect this.
After extracting the benefits, the inner disciples of Qingsong Sect were ready to go back. No matter what, the matter should be investigated.
Wan Shanhe was the inner disciple of the Qingsong Sect who was going to the Bailu Sect. After receiving the heavy gift of several three-hundred-year-old wild ginseng, he was no longer prepared to stay at the Bailu Sect.
After all, no matter how this matter is handled, it will ultimately be handled by the elders of the sect. He is just an inner sect disciple and acts as the front of Qingsong Sect on the outside, but this does not mean that he can be the leader of the sect.
Of course, this kind of thing is still a bit shameless to say.
I can't save the other party from disaster, but I shamelessly accept the heavy gift. It is indeed a bit unethical.
But for the people in Qingsongmen, these are routine operations. Otherwise, where would their extra money come from?
After leaving Bailumen, Wanshanhe went back along the way he came.
After entering a mountain forest, his eyes suddenly widened.
A ginseng seedling as tall as one person was stretching its figure under a big tree. On top of the circles of green leaves, rows of fiery red ginseng fruits were blooming towards him with their beauty.
I go!
Wan Shanhe couldn't help but uttered a curse word.
He has seen ginseng that is a hundred years old, and he has also seen ginseng that is three hundred years old. He has three ginseng in his bag.
But this was the first time he had seen such a huge ginseng.
I'm afraid this is no longer a thousand-year-old wild ginseng!
When he was at Qingsong Sect, the oldest ginseng he had ever seen was the five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng that the sect owner kept.
That five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng is at least thirty centimeters shorter than the one in front of me, which is more than a foot!
For Wan Shanhe, this was like walking into a latrine and suddenly a piece of golden shit fell on top of his head.
This is simply a surprise that makes people unable to control themselves.
It is definitely impossible for Wanshanhe to give up this peerless ginseng.
So I did a little exploration and determined that there were no poisonous insects, snakes or even dangerous creatures or monsters around the old wild ginseng.
Then, he walked towards the ginseng.
When he came to the ginseng tree, his nostrils could smell the charming medicinal fragrance emanating from the ginseng.
The medicinal power contained in this ginseng was undoubtedly extremely pure. Even after just a slight sniff, Wan Shanhe felt that the true energy in his body began to become active.
Just smelling it can have such an effect. It can be seen that the value of this old wild ginseng is completely beyond Wan Shanhe's imagination.
