Spiritual Eagle Cave——

This place is located between mountains and ridges. It is full of natural energy and everything is full of vitality. There are figures floating in the mountains, carrying bamboo baskets behind them, and children playing in the baskets. They are not afraid of the threats of wolves, tigers and leopards in the forest.

That's because these mortals are protected by the immortal here on earth. The immortal's name is Qingyun, and they are quite supported by the mortals here.

Mu Fei took Yang Ting and flew slowly through the foggy mountains and forests. Thinking back to the scenes he saw along the way, he couldn't help but admire Taoist Qingyun a little more.

To be honest, Mu Fei admires those monks who can truly treat mortals as human beings the most, especially those who are willing to use their abilities to protect mortals. Whenever Mu Fei meets such monks, he will lower his attitude to some extent.

"It should be in the mountain in front."

Yang Ting pointed to a mountain in front of him and said, "Remember not to force yourself. Taoist Qingyun is not only strong in cultivation, but also has a notoriously weird temperament."

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Mu Fei nodded and motioned for the two of them to speed up, and then the two of them turned into two streams of light and swept forward.

The white fog here gave Mu Fei the illusion of being in a fairyland.

There is a stone platform in the mountains, and the steps go straight up without end. Either the fog is too heavy, or the steps really lead to the clouds.

Walking up the moss-covered steps, you can imagine that there are very few people here, but this is a place where ferocious beasts can become wise and mortals can be at peace.

In order to show their sincerity, Mu Fei and the two walked upward for about a stick of incense, but even so, they still did not see the end.

Mu Fei sighed helplessly, patted the dew on his body and said: "This Taoist Qingyun is really weird. He doesn't want to walk, but he builds such long and deep stone steps. It's not easy for ordinary people to imagine."

I don't know if his vomiting had an effect or if Taoist Qingyun had already expected it. Before Mu Fei could walk a while, he looked up and saw two Taoist boys, a man and a woman, standing in front of him.

The man is handsome and holds a brown gourd in his hand, while the woman is petite and holds a bamboo basket between her elbows.

As soon as the two parties met, the Taoist boy asked unceremoniously: "Is there one person and one body here?"

"Forehead…"

Mu Fei was speechless when asked, but he still nodded honestly and said: "Exactly."

The Taoist boy didn't waste any time. After confirming his identity, he said, "Master said you would come, and asked me to wait here to take care of you."

"Come with us."

With that said, two Taoist boys, a man and a woman, continued to lead the way without looking back.

Mu Fei and Yang Ting looked at each other. They really didn't expect Taoist Qingyun to be able to calculate that one of them and one of them would be here today.

Strangely speaking, since Mu Fei and the two were very powerful Taoists, the steps under their feet seemed to become gradually smoother, and the feeling of no end in sight disappeared, replaced by a simple portal.

There were red paper couplets with gold characters on both sides of the door. Mu Fei looked at it intently and couldn't help but thought to himself: "You can't reach heaven even if you call me from the sky. You claim to be an earthly immortal."

"What a domineering mood!"

Mu Fei's eyes flashed, and although he saw Taoist Qingyun, he had a rough idea in his mind. He thought that this person must be a noble person, but his behavior was quite principled, and he looked like a man with a clear breeze in his sleeves and a righteous look all over his body.

Mu Fei probably knew this. After all, it was very easy to deal with this kind of person. At least it was straightforward and there were not so many complications.

Mu Fei came here with the attitude of giving it a try. If the other party was satisfied with the conditions he offered, that would be great. On the contrary, he had nothing to do.

As for taking action to snatch it, it is even more impossible. Taoist Qingyun's cultivation level is at the lowest level at the insight level. If he really takes action, Mu Fei and Mu Fei will die without knowing how.

But the more this happened, the less confident Mu Fei felt. After all, he was only a small mid-term virtual master, so what treasures of equivalent value could he use to mortgage the Sleeping God Lock, and at what price should he borrow it.

The only thing he can rely on is his spiritual grass as revenge and his terrifying sword as collateral. Only in this way can it be regarded as an equal transaction.

But then again, as one of the thirty-six heavenly crafts, its value is self-evident. If he said it clearly, he was afraid that Taoist Qingyun would have evil thoughts, but if he didn't say it, he would be afraid that it would have no weight.

So Mu Fei struggled over and over again, and finally chose to use the Horrifying Sword as a mortgage, and would get it back when he used up the Trapped God Lock and returned it to its original owner. He only hoped that Taoist Qingyun would take Mu Feixuan's Taoist identity into consideration, and not

Dare to swallow the Horrifying Sword blatantly.

When you walk into the courtyard, you are greeted by a burst of fragrance. The courtyard is not big, and there is a large cauldron in the center. The incense ashes spill out of the cauldron, but it does not affect the continuous fragrance of the cauldron.

The Taoist boy led the two of them into the living room and sat down. After brewing a pot of good tea for them, he said in front of Mu Fei and Mu Fei: "Master is still resting, so you need to wait quietly for a while."

Seeing this, Mu Fei quickly stood up, raised his hands to the two Taoist boys and said, "Excuse me, the two fairy boys. In that case, it won't be a big deal if the two of us wait for a while."

The Taoist boy looked at each other and nodded before exiting the living room, leaving Mu Fei and Mu Fei staring at each other.

But what Mu Fei didn't expect was that half a moment passed in the moment Tao Tong said.

At this moment, the incense in the central cauldron has burned out, and Taoist Qingyun is still nowhere to be seen.

In this regard, Mu Fei could still sit still, but Yang Ting seemed a little anxious. Seeing this, Mu Fei just closed his eyes and calmed down and said lightly: "If you are in seclusion, you and I really blame others for their Qingxiu, but we are not here.

when."

The weather was surprisingly hot at noon. Yang Ting took off his bamboo hat and muttered: "Since we have already received the reception, how can we be negligent..."

Hearing this, Mu Fei was not frightened to death, and quickly told him to shut up: "Don't forget that your and my cultivation base combined are not enough for one person's finger, so be careful!"

However, just as Mu Fei finished speaking, an extremely lazy figure stepped onto the threshold.

"Haha, you are neglecting, you are neglecting. Pindao has been in seclusion recently. I thought I could come out earlier, but I didn't expect that after a short delay, it would be over in a while."

As soon as the figure came in, he yelled at Mu Fei and Haha, and sat down next to Mu Fei very casually.

Seeing this, Mu Fei hurriedly stood up, clasped his fists and said, "No, no, we disturbed the Taoist's Qingxiu, atonement, atonement..."

It was only then that Mu Fei finally saw Taoist Qingyun's appearance clearly. This man's appearance was surprisingly young and fair, and he looked somewhat like a mortal young master.

Although his speech and behavior are relatively casual, every move he makes can bring an invisible pressure to others.

Taoist Qingyun smiled and motioned for Mu Fei to sit down and asked, "I just counted my fingers and found out that a distinguished guest is here today, but I don't know why."

When Mu Fei heard that the other party actually called him a distinguished guest, there shouldn't be much problem with his plan.

So Mu Fei immediately explained the reason for this point straight to the point, and he put the Horror Sword on the table very readily, and raised his hand for Taoist Qingyun to observe at will.

Seeing that Mu Fei was so straightforward, Taoist Qingyun simply picked up the Horror and put it in front of his eyes to check it over and over again.

After a moment, he said without changing his expression: "Tell us about the reward."

"kindness?"

Mu Fei was surprised that the other party had completed the inspection so quickly, so he stretched out his hand and said: "Five thousand-year-old spiritual grass, plus two thousand rough stones when taking the sword."

"Seven thousand-year-old spiritual grass and four thousand raw stones."

Taoist Qingyun gave the price without raising an eyebrow and gave Mu Fei enough time to think about it.

Hearing this, Mu Fei frowned slightly and said, "Although it's a fixed price, I still hope that the Taoist can lower his standards a little bit."

"Hahaha…"

Qingyun smiled and pointed: "The guy you are going to deal with, without the help of my trapped god lock, the chance of winning is only 40%. If you want my trapped god lock, you are 80% sure!"

"So, do you think it can be lower?"

Hearing what he said, Mu Fei's frown deepened. It wasn't that he thought the price was a bit expensive, but he was just afraid that this trip would make him disgraced. Instead of paying back the money, he owed a lot, so he paid it back immediately.

I really can't make up my mind.

"Okay!"

"Then it's settled!"

Now that the arrow was on the string and he had no choice but to shoot, Mu Fei agreed regardless of all worries, and could only secretly pray in his heart that the Blood Mist Shirou would be a rich man.

Now that the conditions have been negotiated, Taoist Qingyun decisively placed a bundle of golden clues in front of Mu Fei's eyes and said, "This is my personal magic weapon, the Sleeping God Lock."

"With him, you can restrain it at will, as long as the gap in strength between you and the opponent is not too big."

Mu Fei took the trapped god lock and decided to set off to find the whereabouts of Blood Mist Shirou.

Of course, the number of seven thousand-year-old spiritual grasses still made Mu Fei feel a little pained. Ever since he encountered a bottleneck in alchemy refining, he could not bear to use any of these thousand-year-old spiritual grasses.

However, they had already made up their minds, and there was no regret medicine to take. After bidding farewell to Taoist Qingyun, Mu Fei and Yang Ting were ready to set off.

After the two of them passed through the Lingjiu Cave area, they breathed a sigh of relief. Mu Fei said with relief: "The plan is going well, but I have to increase the price."

"Seriously, eighty-two points!"

"No problem, it's the same thing!"

Although he couldn't see Yang Ting's expression at this moment, Mu Fei knew that the score of 82 was not too much.

Even if Yang Ting tried his best, he would have paid a high price financially. If he didn't make more money, he would have lost both his wife and his troops.

Mu Fei said: "Do you have the specific location of Blood Mist Shirou?"

Yang Ting nodded and said: "I have discussed with him in advance. If this matter can be accomplished, he will choose to take Dapeng eggs. After all, he doesn't know that I can survive."

"If nothing else happens, he is still in retreat in his own cave."

"lead the way!"

With Yang Ting's affirmation, Mu Fei grinned, and the greed in his eyes suddenly exploded.

If this vote can be successful, it means that he does not have to worry about anything he needs to enter the late stage of entering the virtual world, so he will take a desperate risk and set his target on Blood Mist Shirou.
Chapter completed!