For a long time, Mu Chuan didn't say a word, still thinking to himself, as if he was considering the feasibility of this matter.
After a few breaths of time passed, Mu Chuan's voice sounded again: "It doesn't matter if I just take care of this for you. In a month, you come here and wait for me with the Five Thunder Returning Talisman."
The man in black robe chuckled and said, "After that month, I will be waiting for good news from my brother." Not long after he finished speaking, he heard footsteps approaching the door from far away.
Liu Qingyi controlled the little civet cat to turn over and jump out of the door, ducked out of the patio, and headed straight for the roof.
In the shadow of the roof on the other side, Liu Qingyi looked thoughtful and said in his mouth: "Holy Sect? Five Thunder Returning Talisman? One month later?"
In terms of the ability to make talismans in the fairy kingdom, who can compare with the Holy Talisman Sect, the first sect in the country. Could it be that the Holy Talisman Sect mentioned by the people in black robe is the Holy Talisman Sect?
He was short-sighted, and when he thought that the Five Thunder Returning Talisman was a spiritual talisman that could fight against the strong ones in the Three Yang Realm, he felt that it was too powerful to describe. He naturally thought of the Holy Talisman Sect, which was rich in various spiritual talismans. After all, it was just one of the talismans. There really is no sect that is stronger than the Holy Talisman Sect.
"After one month?" Liu Qingyi kept thinking in his mind. He was extremely greedy for the Five Thunder Return Talisman. He thought of Mu Chuan using the magic talisman to sacrifice the small shield in Hanyuan Cave. If the power of the Five Thunder Returning Talisman is greater than that, the temptation for him will naturally be greater.
Although Liu Qingyi wanted to get rich in danger, he had the idea of the Five Thunder Returning Talisman, but he didn't know how to snatch it directly. After all, the Five Thunder Returning Talisman can defeat the powerful Three Yang Realm enemies. If it is used to kill a mere third-level monk in the Tongyuan Realm, it should not be a big problem.
The soul chain attached to the little civet just now was unable to detect the cultivation level of the man in black robe. I knew that he could produce a talisman against the Three Yang Realm. I am afraid that his own strength is not low, and he cannot easily deal with it.
He had the experience of stealing the Great Daphne Sword Sutra in Juntian City last time, so what he had in mind was to steal these things that caught his eye. Just wait for the Five Thunder Returning Talisman to appear, and let the little civet retrieve it quietly. It saves effort and trouble, so why not do it?
Thinking of this, Liu Qingyi smiled secretly in his heart, "Hey, even if I use force, I can't rob that black-robed man, and I can't rob you Mu Chuan?" He continued to worry: "One month is still a long time, so why not go back first? In Humiao Village, go to the space at the bottom of the lake to borrow the Fire Heart Lotus to improve your cultivation, and then come back to check it out, you can also make more money."
He thought like this, took out the fire heart lotus flower from the spirit ring, put it in his palm and looked at it carefully. He saw that the fiery red petals emitted circles of bright light, illuminating the small space. Yin Hong.
Early the next morning, Liu Qingyi left Bolian City and flew toward the southwest.
Bolian County has a vast territory, with mountains, rivers and valleys crisscrossing it. He was afraid of going in the wrong direction, so he ducked down several times to ask for directions from farmers in nearby villages and towns. It was not until noon that he flew out of Bolian County and came to a place called Yu Above the villages and towns of Hezhen.
He was in the air at this time, and his face was already covered with wind and dust, which made him look tired. Thinking that I had not eaten a grain of rice in days and had been traveling all morning, my stomach was already empty. After pondering for a moment, he escaped and landed at a steep green peak near the village.
Looking from a distance, I saw a waterfall rushing out from the mouth of the gorge, like a silver horse hanging diagonally in the mountain.
Liu Qingyi walked forward, sat on a huge rock under the waterfall, raised his hand to release the little civet, and took out spiritual food and dry food. While feeding the little civet, he ate the dry food, and occasionally took a handful of mountain water. Spring water quenches thirst.
After resting like this for a while, and just as he was about to get up and continue on his way, he suddenly heard the sound of shouting and fighting coming from the mountains, accompanied by the crisp clang of swords striking each other.
Liu Qingyi couldn't help but be surprised. This mountain stream was still far away from the village. It was almost noon. Who would come to this remote mountain to fight and cause trouble?
He called the little civet into the spirit ring, and with a movement of his body, he rose up from the sky and followed the sound.
In just a few breaths, after passing the waterfall and a dense forest, a man-made plain in the forest appeared in front of us.
Figures of people floated on the plain, and two or three immortal monks from an unknown sect were fighting. At this moment, the spiritual treasures in the mountains were flying, brilliance surged, and the energy of the energy flowed in all directions, and the trees in the forest fell in pieces. .
"I wonder how there is a forest plain here. It turned out to be the work of you and the others. Do you want to be free lumberjacks?" Liu Qingyi secretly smiled, threw a few spiritual judgments over, and noticed how many people were fighting. Everyone is in the early stage of Tongyuan Realm.
Among the two sides fighting, one was two men in gray, one tall and one short, one on the second level of Tongyuan Realm and one on the first level of Tongyuan Realm; the other side was a burly old man with white hair and long beard, who was Tongyuan Realm. The cultivation level of the third level of Yuan Realm.
Liu Qingyi took a closer look and felt that the old man with a white beard seemed familiar. His face was stained with blood, there was a huge wound on his head, and most of his long silver hair was dyed red. Although he was retreating steadily under the attacks of the two men in gray, he never left the large area behind him.
"Huh?" Liu Qingyi was very surprised. While the old man was turning his head, he turned his head and saw a few steps behind him in the grass, a woman carrying a wooden coffin was crouching on the ground. This woman's body is overflowing with spiritual power and her aura is weak. She is a female cultivator in the spiritual cultivation stage.
Seeing the woman lowering her head to the other side, unable to see her face clearly for a moment, he turned back to look at the three people fighting. He was guessing about the origins of these people from the Immortal Sect, and found that he had never seen these people before, no matter what they were wearing or their skills. He couldn't help but think in his mind: "Could it be that a group of non-sect cultivators are here to kill people and seize treasures?"
After watching this for several breaths, the more he looked at the white-bearded old man, the more familiar he felt. Seeing him being approached step by step by two men in gray, he was a little surprised, "Why is he so weak? How does this look like the third level of Tongyuan Realm?"
After some sensory observation, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the old man's body. He was originally at the third level of Tongyuan Realm, but his energy was only at the level of the second level of Tongyuan Realm.
At this time, the woman behind the old man was heard shouting: "Ancestor, don't worry about me, just leave! Even if I try to kill myself here, I won't let them succeed."
When Liu Qingyi heard this voice, she turned around in surprise and saw the woman carrying the coffin turning sideways. She saw her face clearly, but it was Chen Sui'er.
He never imagined that this woman would be bumped into by him when she came out of the Three Holy Temples. He couldn't help but turn his eyes to the coffin she was carrying behind her, and guessed in his heart: "Could this coffin contain the corpse of Zhou?" To commemorate the corpse? As an immortal monk, this woman is quite crazy to carry a coffin for an ordinary person."
Looking again at the burly old man with white hair and long beard, he suddenly remembered that this man was Chen Ling, the ancestor of the Chen family.
At this moment, Chen Ling was unable to face the two men in gray. In order to protect Chen Sui'er behind him, he had to risk his life in the fight. By now, his body was covered with wounds. Although he was still shouting repeatedly, his breath was getting better. See depression.
He was originally a third-level monk in the Tongyuan Realm. However, he was seriously injured a few years ago, injuring his Yuanli Dao Foundation. His cultivation level could only produce 50% to 60% of his strength, which was inferior to ordinary second-level monks in the Tongyuan Realm. , and no match for the two men in gray.
He received a message from his clan the day before yesterday and learned that Chen Sui'er was imprisoned in the Sansheng Temple. He also heard that the Sanshengeng Temple sent people to kidnap the Zhou family kid, and he felt terrible in his heart.
They rushed all the way to Bolian County without stopping, but times had changed, things had changed, Sui'er was expelled, Zhou Ji committed suicide, and it turned out to be a situation of chicken and egg.
Chen Ling had no choice but to express his injustice in despair and protected Chen Sui'er carrying the coffin all the way, fearing that something would go wrong on her way back.
However, they were afraid of what would happen. Two casual cultivators who came from nowhere had already set their sights on Chen Sui'er. They knew that she was an abandoned disciple of the Three Holy Temples and would attract people's attention, so they did not dare to take action in Bolian County.
The two followed them all the way here, and when they saw that they were beyond the boundaries of Bolian County, they pressed forward without any scruples.
The disciples of the thirteen immortal sects in the southern region have always been of high status. Normally, these casual cultivators would not dare to pursue the ideas of these female disciples, but it would be a different matter if they become abandoned disciples of the immortal sect.
By chance, these two casual cultivators learned that Chen Sui'er had been expelled from the Three Holy Temples and had no sect to back her up. Naturally, they had a vicious idea to kidnap her and refine her into a cauldron. For the purpose of supplementing. If you can use one thing for two purposes and squeeze out some immortal sect skills and secrets, it will be an unexpected gain.
But before the two of them could make a move on the woman, an old man who was on the third level of Tongyuan Realm came to stop them.
When the two met, they were greatly wary and planned to marry each other.
He retreated, but unexpectedly after a fight, he discovered that the old man was just a silver-like wax-tipped spear. He couldn't help but become more courageous as he fought, and his previous thoughts of retreating were thrown out of the window.
The ancestor of the Chen family continued to fight for a few breaths, but was attacked by the two men. He was exhausted mentally and physically. Inadvertently, his shoulders were chopped off by the short man with a pair of short knives. One of his arms was missing, and a large amount of blood was shed. He looked up. His head fell to the ground.
The two of them were about to step forward to take his life, but unexpectedly, a man in purple appeared from the ground nearby, holding a purple ring. He only cracked it twice and knocked away all the spiritual treasures in front of the old man.
The two of them held their hands for a moment and looked at the man in surprise. The tall man in gray clothes said in a trembling voice, "Are you... a disciple of the Heavenly Beast Sect?"
At this time, Chen Sui'er rushed to the ancestor of the Chen family and said sadly: "Ancestor, why don't you leave? Do you want me to die in front of you?..." As he said this, he tore off a section of his robe. Xiu bandaged his broken arm.
Liu Qingyi turned a deaf ear to the man in gray's question, but when he heard Chen Sui'er's cry, his heart sank and sighed again and again.
What made him sad was that when he was watching from the sidelines just now, he knew that the ancestor of the Chen family had been fighting for a long time and his oil was exhausted. At this time, he was severely injured again, and his body was only supported by his breath. If he didn't use extraordinary measures to treat him, he would probably die soon.
What he sighed was that the Chen family had been experiencing a lot of troubles in the past two days. It was really a leaky house and it rained all night. The son of the Zhou family died in death, and the mother and son of Chen Sui'er were separated from heaven and earth. After several efforts to say goodbye and use the medicine to transform the fetus, he wanted Chen Sui'er to become an immortal. Now all the efforts have come to nothing. How can it not be sad? .
Chen Ling was dying at the moment, but he was still struggling to get up. Suddenly he saw a person blocking him, and he couldn't help but asked in surprise: "You are..."
Liu Qingyi lifted up his sleeves with his big hands and swung them back, saying calmly: "Just rest for now, I will take over these two people."
