"This blood coagulation grass is enough for me to refine blood marrow powder once. It is more than three hundred years old and should be enough."
Lu Kun stood on a white spiritual shuttle, playing with a light red herb in his hand, looking at the passing scenery around him, and murmured to himself.
He successfully exchanged the trophies from the Shangqing Sect battle, plus the four intermediate-level spiritual talismans presented by Huo Mei Niang, for the more than three hundred year old blood coagulation grass.
At the next trade fair, those things that the foundation-building monks used to trade were worth the price of killing several late-stage monks. Lu Kun was not interested at all. After the trade fair ended, Lu Kun left with his two disciples. Now They have already flown out of Fangshi.
Huang Xiaoyun stood next to Lu Kun, looked at the spirit shuttle carefully, and said to Lu Kun: "Master, these foundation-building monks from the trade fair did not follow them."
"Master's body shape is not easy to track, but Xiao Yanzi and I have not yet entered the Qi refining stage, and are in the middle stage of Qi refining, so we can be completely recognized."
Lu Kun controlled the spirit shuttle nonchalantly and said nonchalantly: "We are leaving here soon, let them follow us as they like."
While speaking, Lu Kun patted the spirit beast bag on his waist, released Xiao Jin, and continued: "Xiao Yun, there may be a battle in a while. You should stay away then. With your senior brother here, basically There won’t be much danger.”
When Huang Xiaoyun heard what Lu Kun said, his eyes rolled, showing a bit of obscenity. Feeling the slow flying speed of the flying boat, he whispered: "I understand, what Master did in Wanbao Tower before was Let them send people to deal with the master."
Lu Kun couldn't help showing a bit of surprise, and asked curiously: "Xiaoyun, what else do you know?"
Huang Xiaoyun seemed quite excited. He looked around and said, "Master first spent a lot of money to buy things. Hey, tens of thousands of spirit stones are so generous. Wanbaolou probably has never seen other foundation-building monks do this."
"Then he would secretly guess the master's identity, but it happened that the master asked about the Blood Ningcao and the Scarlet Lian Sect. The deacon of Wanbao Tower could infer that the master was a monk from other places, and even the master of the Scarlet Lian Sect didn't know , obviously the elders of the division don’t have relevant information.”
"In this way, he feels that the master is a monk from another country with no background."
Huang Xiaoyun became more and more excited as he talked, and his face flushed.
"Master, you are so insidious. Step by step, you lured that person into thinking of killing someone and seizing the treasure. The pile of magic weapons you sold to him in the end was the last straw."
"The deacon of Wanbao Tower can judge the master's general strength through the magical weapons obtained by killing people and stealing treasures. Hehe, it's a pity that he doesn't know that the magical weapons you took out are only part of the master, so he will misjudge the master's strength. "
Lu Kun looked at Huang Xiaoyun with some surprise. He didn't expect that this teenage boy could see so clearly while watching.
"And the deacon of Wanbao Tower probably felt that Master's move was a demonstration to him, telling him not to act rashly. This would allow him to let go of his last remaining fear."
"So the deacon even raised the price and made a lot of concessions. I guess he has already sent some foundation-building monks to track the master."
"It's a pity that he doesn't know that master, you can take the attacks from the monks at the linking stage. Even if there are two or three late-stage foundation-building monks, they are no match for the master and will be killed one by one."
"Tsk, tsk, Wanbao Tower looks extremely rich, what a gift of spiritual stones."
Huang Xiaoyun chirped, his expression revealed a bit of vulgarity, as if he had already obtained the spirit stone.
Seeing this, Lu Kun could only shake his head and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that this escape has made you so clever. This makes me feel more at ease with you. When we settle down overseas, you can go out and practice on your own. Ichiban.”
Xiao Pan Yan on the side rubbed his head. He couldn't understand what Huang Xiaoyun said at all. He roughly understood that the master wanted to kill the chasing monks and steal their spiritual stones.
This naughty kid said righteously: "Master, they have no enmity against us, why do we want to kill them? Besides, they will definitely not be able to catch up with us. Otherwise, Master, let's fly faster."
Lu Kun sighed, touched Xiao Pan Yan's head, and said: "Xiao Yanzi, remember, the world of immortality is a world of jungle and strong prey. If you want to let others go, others will not let you go."
"If there is an opportunity to obtain resources, we must not let it go."
Xiao Pan Yan looked a little confused. Just when he was about to say something, Lu Kun's hand gently tapped the back of Xiao Pan Yan's neck. With his precise force control, the little guy fainted directly on the spirit shuttle. .
Lu Kun said helplessly: "This little guy still hasn't changed his habits. Xiaoyun, you have to teach him more in the future. According to Xiaoyanzi's character, he probably won't be able to survive by himself in this world of immortality where the jungle is the strongest and profit is paramount. Within a few months, he was tricked."
When Huang Xiaoyun heard this, he immediately said with a mournful face: "Master, you have posed a problem for me."
"Squeak!"
At this moment, Xiao Jin on the side shouted.
Lu Kun showed a hint of sneer and said: "There are three immortal cultivators chasing after me. They are probably three late-stage foundation-building cultivators. If I had the strength of my first foundation-building, I might not win if I use all my methods, but it is completely different now." ”
Then Lu Kun said to the little monkey: "Xiao Jin, you control the spirit shuttle to fall into the woods ahead, and take Xiao Yun and Xiao Yanzi away from each other."
"Squeak!"
"I know you want to fight and vent your grievances in the Land of Death. Don't worry, I will save one for you when the time comes."
"Squeak!"
After talking to Xiao Jin, Lu Kun jumped directly from the spirit shuttle in the sky. Every time he fell for more than ten feet, purple light exploded under his feet, slowing down his descent. After several repetitions, he landed smoothly. on the ground.
Xiaojin also controlled the spirit shuttle into the woods nearby.
Not long after, Lu Kun's golden eyes spotted a light yellow flying boat shooting towards him from a distance. There were three immortal cultivators on it, an old man and two middle-aged men.
Soon, the light yellow flying boat landed not far in front of Lu Kun. The three monks looked at Lu Kun in surprise. It was obvious that Lu Kun was here waiting for someone, but he didn't know whether he was waiting for them or someone else.
Lu Kun looked at the three monks who were in the late stage of foundation building, showed a smile and said: "Several fellow Taoists from Wanbao Tower came to see Lu specifically. What's the matter?"
"How do you know we are from Wanbao Tower?" One of the middle-aged men in white asked in surprise.
"Haha, this fellow Taoist is really quick to talk. I didn't know it at first, but now I know it." Lu Kun almost laughed out loud when he heard this question.
But this is also the effect he wants. When these words come out, both parties must decide whether to live or die. Otherwise, if the word spreads, Wanbao Tower will no longer need to do business.
"Don't talk nonsense to him, attack!"
Sure enough, the opponent's old man's expression changed, and he directly summoned a five-foot-long mace weapon to attack Lu Kun.
After hearing the old man's instructions, the two men also surged with mana, and each summoned a flying sword with flashing light. They looked quite similar, and were probably a pair of magic weapons.
"Well done! This time I can finally let go and fight."
Lu Kun looked at the third-level psychic magic weapon flying towards him, with a look of excitement on his face. His hands flashed with spiritual light, and he held two purple sledgehammers. His muscles all over his body were pulsating, exuding an extremely fierce momentum, and he was attacking these three people. Rush away the attacking magic weapon!
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