Over the city, foundation-building monks in different clothes kept flying by. Everyone had a solemn look on their face, with a sense of anxiety about the unknown uncertainty. And below the city, there were the sounds of men fighting and women scolding.
The sound of children, the noise of children, all kinds of sounds mixed into a noisy buzzing sound, which kept ringing all over the city.
"Whoosh!"
Bai Qingzhou held He Li with one hand and flew through the air. The strong wind brought by the speed blew their hair straight up and their clothes whistled.
Soon, Bai Qingzhou landed gently on the ground. After looking around, he walked towards one of the small buildings.
As soon as they approached, a figure in a white robe jumped out from the small building, "Senior Bai!"
It’s Wu Haoming!
In the exchange last night, Bai Qingzhou had learned about his current residence and now needed to form a team to fight against the monsters. Bai Qingzhou immediately thought of him in his mind.
"Do you know everything?" Bai Qingzhou said quickly.
Wu Haoming nodded quickly and said calmly: "I know! I will join the senior team!"
His receptive ability is extremely strong, and even for the shocking news about monsters attacking the city, he still doesn't panic at all.
"That's good!" Bai Qingzhou nodded and said, "We Wuji Alliance members must work together to help each other when we go out!"
"That's right!" Wu Haoming suddenly asked: "Senior, can my friend also join?"
Bai Qingzhou didn't hesitate at all and responded directly: "Okay!"
He knew that the friend Wu Haoming was talking about was Han Donglai yesterday. The two of them hit it off immediately and had a similar affinity. They have been stuck together these past few days.
After receiving the reply, Wu Haoming's face lit up, and he quickly turned around and waved, shouting: "Come quickly!"
As soon as the voice fell, a young monk with a pale face appeared from the small building.
"I've met senior!" Han Donglai stepped forward and said nervously, cupping his hands.
"No need to be polite." Bai Qingzhou nodded slightly, and then asked him: "Do you know where there are strong late-stage Qi refining monks?"
After Han Donglai thought for a while, he shouted directly: "I know! Senior, please come with me!"
After that, Han Donglai led the way, and the four of them galloped out, quickly deviating from the main street and arriving at the edge of Fang City.
After a while, we came to a small courtyard.
"Senior, there lives a couple inside. Their strength is in the late stage of Qi refining. I remember that they often sell meat in the market. They should be strong men who often go in and out of the monster forest!" Han Donglai introduced.
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Bai Qingzhou was overjoyed when he heard this. Frequently hunting monsters showed that he had rich fighting experience, and the two of them were husband and wife, so they must have a spiritual connection and a tacit understanding.
After thinking about it, Bai Qingzhou immediately took out the rich spiritual energy and rushed into the small courtyard.
His spiritual energy swept away slightly, and he felt ecstatic again.
There are actually four late-stage Qi Refining monks in the courtyard!
Seeing this, Bai Qingzhou rose to the top of the courtyard out of thin air and shouted loudly: "Come out and answer the questions!" Then he waved one hand, and the foundation-building aura suddenly burst out, causing a gust of wind and sand.
Soon, four monks walked out of the room, two men and two women. They were all dressed casually and looked to be in their thirties or forties.
The four of them were obedient, and one of them, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, stepped forward and said, "I've seen Senior Foundation Architect!"
"You must have heard the voice of Master Changfang. Now all four of you need to join my team and participate in the battle!" Bai Qingzhou said straight to the point, and his voice was even more aura, which made several people unable to help but feel energetic.
A shock.
Hearing this, the four of them looked at each other without much fear in their eyes. After thinking for a while, the four of them did not dare to object and agreed.
With four people joining, the number of people has reached seven. Bai Qingzhou sacrificed the [Wind Controlling Crane] and asked everyone to stand on the flying magic weapon.
"Hurry up and tell me how many powerful monks you know! Come one by one!" Bai Qingzhou shouted directly to everyone.
Hearing this, Han Donglai quickly shook his head and said there were no more, and the scarred man who just came up immediately replied: "Senior, I still know how many people there are!"
"Show the direction!" Bai Qingzhou said concisely and concisely.
"yes!"
The scarred man hurriedly pointed the way, Bai Qingzhou controlled the magic weapon, and everyone began to fly towards various small courtyards, looking for the powerful monks that the scarred monk thought.
But after passing several small courtyards, everyone found that these courtyards were all empty and no one was home.
"This...should live here!" The scarred man looked puzzled.
When Bai Qingzhou saw this, he said solemnly: "Maybe he has been recruited by other foundation-building monks..."
This battle is too temporary, so now all the foundation-building monks are robbing monks with high cultivation levels. After all, the overall strength of the team is strong. In the next battle, whether it is their own safety or grabbing loot, they will be better than other foundation-building monks.
Go to the next level.
"Let's go take a look on the street!" Bai Qingzhou saw that the monks here had been almost divided. He no longer hesitated, adjusted the direction of the magic weapon, and quickly rushed towards the city.
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moment.
Returning to the streets of Fangshi, I found that the streets were much quieter now. Many low-level monks had stopped making noises and were standing on the street obediently. The only sound in the whole street was the crying of some female monks.
Because there are already many corpses lying on the street at this moment.
The head and body were separated, and the head rolled directly to the ground. The blood dyed the neat stone street red, and filled the air with a pungent smell of blood.
And the foundation-building monk standing in mid-air, the sword in his hand was dripping with blood.
Seeing the Foundation-Building monks killing people in the street, many monks no longer dared to make any noise or vent their anger, and just stood there blankly.
Bai Qingzhou controlled the magic weapon to fly slowly over, and found that most of the people left on the street at this moment were in the middle and early stages of Qi refining. There were only some old, weak, sick and late stage Qi refining people, and no one was picking them.
"Huh?" Bai Qingzhou's eyes lit up and he found an acquaintance in the crowd.
He manipulated the magic weapon to get close to this person, moved his hand, took out a low-grade spiritual stone, and threw it directly towards him.
This man was over seventy years old, with a beard and extremely messy hair. He was holding a folding fan in his hand and looked extremely frail. At this moment, he received the spirit stone, but he had a look of astonishment on his face.
"Senior...what does this mean?"
Seeing this, Bai Qingzhou replied: "This is your fortune-telling money."
This person is the old fortune teller from a few days ago.
He did make a good calculation. Within five days, He Zuo and He Li did encounter a big disaster. But the disaster was not for the two of them, but for everyone in Fang City, so Bai Qingzhou gave him a piece according to the actual price.
Spiritual stone.
"Thank you, senior..." The old man bowed slightly and smiled sadly.
Bai Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Forget it, just follow me!"
"Yes...Senior." The old man agreed immediately, but after a pause, he continued: "I also have a granddaughter, is it...?"
"Oh, take them with you!" Bai Qingzhou waved his hand helplessly.
"Yes!" After hearing this, the old man smiled sincerely.
After picking up the old man and his granddaughter, Bai Qingzhou continued to look for the last member of the team.
But as time passed, many late-stage Qi Refining monks had been recruited by the Foundation Establishment monks. As the time approached, Bai Qingzhou could not find a suitable candidate.
Until Chang Yefei's voice sounded again, Bai Qingzhou had no choice but to find a female cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training on the roadside. After telling everyone to wait for him where he was, he flew towards the Crane Tower.