Kuang Shucai's dharma image was that of a "star-spotted sea snake". At this time, just like his dharma image, he quickly bypassed various obstacles in the jungle and went straight to Yan Baihu's landing place.
A moment later, Yan Baihu's struggling and rolling figure appeared in front of the two of them. Kuang Shucai had no intention of rescuing him. Of course, Jiang Feng would not have helped the casual cultivator who had only been together for a few days.
Kuang Shucai knocked out Yan Baihu, who was still alive, with a decisive punch. Then he groped around on the opponent's body skillfully and soon found two storage bags. The willow leaf-shaped flying sword in the distance was still stuck on the ground, shining faintly.
, but he did not touch it. Instead, he muttered something in his mouth, summoned a big earth-yellow snake, entangled the Yan Baihu on the ground, pretended to be fighting, called Jiang Feng, and chose the direction of east by north, quickly
's fled away.
"Is this okay?"
"Run quickly, don't worry, that earth-level monk must deal with Huang Xie first, and then come to Yan Baihu. Even if he comes, he will be attracted by the flying sword and my big snake, and the storage bag will be snatched away in a short time.
.”
The two of them headed straight into the depths of the jungle, one behind the other.
A moment later, a fat figure landed in the jungle. His robes were wide, his big ears were hanging down, his head was messy, and he looked a bit slovenly. When he landed, he saw the big snake that was fighting with Yan Baihu, and he struck it hard with two rays in his hand.
, the earth snake was in pain, abandoned Yan Baihu, and came straight to him. He did not entangle with it. He dodged and left the big snake to the two Xuan-class people behind him, while he flew out with a burst of spiritual power, entangling him.
On the willow leaf-shaped flying sword inserted on the ground, he pulled it into his hand.
The quality is pretty good!
He looked at it for a moment, squinted his eyes and muttered something before heading towards Yan Baihu's body.
Not dead yet?
He pulled out the feather arrow stuck in the opponent's body. Yan Baihu, who was still alive, was immediately choked with blood and blood. He ignored it and squatted down to look for the storage bag.
"How brave! Who took his storage bag!"
He cursed angrily, and the earth-level coercion spread like a tide. He wanted to find some clues, but because he was not good at tracking and there were no suspicious creatures nearby, he had no choice but to give up. He regretted that he should have spared this person's life just now.
Maybe you can ask who dares to steal the storage bag in front of Xu Kongsang.
Forget it, I really missed the point today, there is nothing in my life that I can’t force.
As a monk who had just entered the Earth Level, he planned to return to the Blood Claw Gang as soon as possible. The recent disaster of the Demonic Shadow was still hanging over his head. It was not worth losing his life for some wealth.
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Stormrage Canyon, thirty miles south, in the nameless jungle.
Han Li knelt down and carefully picked up the items left on the corpse of a casual cultivator. He had already put away the almost empty storage bag. He checked the remaining belongings one by one and found that their current value was not very high. He sighed.
He breathed a sigh of relief. This was the third attack he had encountered in the past few days. The cultivation level of the visitor had also risen from the early stage of Xuan level to the middle stage of Xuan level. What they had in common was that they did not have much wealth.
, there is even one person who only has a second-level low-grade long sword.
Something is wrong with this.
Although casual cultivators are poor, they are not so poor.
Could it be that someone had robbed them before? He couldn't help but wonder in his mind. He was about to turn around and leave when he heard rustling sounds coming from the trees in the distance.
Anyone?
He was about to jump back, but unexpectedly two cold flying knives came from behind him. He quickly rolled to avoid the sharp flying knives coming from the dark. He swung his long sword in his hand, sputtering out streaks of black light, and headed straight for the grass in the distance.
.
Clang!
The sound of gold and stone clashing was heard, and two monks in green jumped out from the green and yellow grass. One held a long sword in his hand, while the other had a dagger and a heavy shield like an iron tower.
"Fellow Taoist, who are you?" Han Li stood up straight, leaning against a small tree that was not too strong, following the direction of the wind. He glanced at the direction where the flying knife had just been projected. Under the cover of dense trees, another figure appeared.
A monk quietly emerged.
The visitors were three middle-aged casual cultivators. Their clothes had many scratches, so they must have been in this jungle for a long time.
"Hand over everything and spare your life!"
Hmm? Could it be that these three people robbed the three casual cultivators that I met one after another? Or, they deliberately let go of the several casual cultivators that I met to attract the attention of other cultivators, and then tried to "keep an eye on them"
"Seeking profit?"
If you don’t practice hard, will all your effort be used as bait?
Han Li was a little excited. Maybe before entering the canyon ruins, he should practice with these three people. Sometimes there is no order of who is the mantis and who is the oriole. It all depends on their strength.
His mind moved slightly, and he sensed the puppet lurking not far away. An undetectable smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, and he looked at the three comers.
This is fate, you can't blame me. In the blink of an eye, Han Li has convinced himself.
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Chixiamen, Huiyao City.
Sitting in front of the headmaster Zeng Baoxian is a monk in white clothes. His face is somewhat similar to Zeng Baoxian, but the edges and corners are slightly sharper, and his gestures are more heroic. He is Zeng Baoxian's cousin Zeng Baojun.
"Brother Jun, please take this trip to the canyon for me." Zeng Baoxian pushed a storage bag over, "There are several magic weapons in it, you can use them as you like."
"There's no need for that, it's just a trip, it's no big deal." Zeng Baojun shook his legs without restraint, "But I'm fine with leading a team, killing people or cooperating, and I'm not interested."
"Your surname is Zeng!" Zeng Baoxian emphasized.
"This is not a good thing, is it?" Zeng Baojun looked up at Zeng Baoxian, who had a serious face, and smiled to himself. After a while, he couldn't bear the other's bright eyes.
"Forget it, I accept my fate. For the nine hundred years of Chixia Sect's foundation, I will not cause any trouble. This is the bottom line." He reached out and took another portrait handed over by Zeng Baoxian, looked at it for a moment, "A Xuan level, okay
Well, if I can take care of you a little, I will naturally try my best to do it."
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Jiang Feng and Kuang Shucai arrived at Pujiang Town in the evening. In fact, the distance was not far. However, in order to avoid possible pursuit, they deliberately made a circle and found a cave in the middle. They rested for a while and divided the stolen goods.
Jiang Feng didn't take much. After all, it was Kuang Shucai who took the risk of grabbing chestnuts from the fire and grabbed the storage bag. If he hadn't been there, Jiang Feng would have probably tried to escape first and acted wildly in front of the earth-level monks, dancing on the blade. He didn't have the strength yet.
There are many magical artifacts in Yan Baihu's two storage bags, but high-quality ones are very rare. Although neither of them knows how to identify magical artifacts, Yan Baihu seems to understand that there are obvious differences in the items in the two storage bags.
, this is clear evidence.
Three second-level items, two from Kuang Shucai and one from Jiang Feng.
There are fifteen first-level magic weapons, of which Kuang Shu only has ten and Jiang Feng has five. Jiang Feng deliberately let the other party pick first because most of the first-level magic weapons are now consumable materials for Jiang Feng's divination skill "Borrowing Objects and Transforming Shadows"
That's all.
There are several talismans, all of which are standard talismans, half for each person, eliminating the need to replenish them before entering the valley.
Kuang Shu decisively took away a flying magic weapon that looked like a door plank. The remaining miscellaneous useless items were burned on fire, leaving only a residual picture.
"This should be a sea of rocks." Jiang Feng, who had some common sense, recognized the most important symbol in the picture, a huge irregular oval inland sea.
"In other words, this could be some kind of Haitang Sanren Mansion?" Kuang Shucai pointed to one of the clearly marked locations, which is located on the northeastern coast of the Stone Sea.
"It's possible. It seems that what the casual cultivator said before is true. Yan Baihu might have really been to that ruins and deceived two leaders."
"You have to thank him!" Kuang Shucai said with a smile, "Without him, how would you be the leader?"
"So, I should have saved his life just now." Jiang Feng smiled, but did not take Kuang Shucai's words seriously, "It's a pity, I have always wanted to know the real cause of death of the previous leader, and now Yan Baihu is probably dead.
Got a clue.”
"Go to Haitang Sanren Mansion to explore, maybe you will find something."
"Where is the place that can trap two sect leaders that is easy to explore?"
"That's what you said." Kuang Shucai felt that what Jiang Feng said made sense. "In this way, I have taken so many magic weapons, so you can keep this picture. When one of the four of us is promoted to the prefecture level, we can go explore it again."
Although Kuang Shucai was a little careful when dividing the spoils, cooperation can only lead to win-win results. He also believed that Jiang Feng would not eat alone, so it would be the same for anyone.
The two took a detour back to Pujiang Town and found a hotel to stay in. It was the same restaurant where Jiang Feng had stayed when he bought slaves. However, Jiang Feng deliberately walked behind and the white-browed old man did not recognize him. The two of them had just walked in.
, I heard a few familiar voices outside.
"Hook, let's stay here. They probably won't catch up."
"Okay, okay, I've got a jade token hidden here. It's worth some money. When I book a room, you guys can take a look around."
"Um?"
The two people inside the door didn't have time to dodge, so they met the visitor's eyes and recognized each other.
"Third Master, you are all well." Kuang Shucai was the first to open his mouth and say hello, but this title made the innkeeper panic, and he said quickly, "We are a small hotel, and we may not be able to treat you well.
…”
"You have always misunderstood. The third master is the steward of our chamber of commerce. We are used to calling him that. Don't be afraid. We are serious businessmen." Kuang Shucai patted the timid boss on the shoulder a few times, but seeing Lu Gouzi and others looking downcast, they also
Before using the cleaning charm to clean up the mess, he explained, "We are in the dust and mud business."
"Oh, oh, so, what's the deal?" The owner of the wine shop knew that Chenni was indeed a bit dirty. He originally thought that a few people were desperate cultivators, but as long as they weren't, then the business could be done.
"Since you are serious businessmen, please don't wander around the town at night and do unseemly things." The old man was a little worried and continued to warn.
"Okay, okay, don't worry, old man!"
Lu Gouzi and others understood, with a smile on his face that said, "You understand, I understand, and all men understand." Only Jiang Feng knew that this old man probably wanted to do something about Pujiang taro, rather than something "improper" as they understood.
Lu Gouzi didn't say any more, and motioned with his eyes to the people behind him to follow him. He obeyed the wine shop owner's arrangement with a low eyebrow and booked three ordinary rooms. Then, Lu Gouzi left a few people behind, but he plunged into Jiang Feng.
Guest room for two.
"Some good people."
"Each other."
"How about Huang Xie?"
"In exchange for the lives of our brothers who were unwilling to join the Blood Claw Gang, he handed over all the magic weapons and signed a soul contract that prohibited him from leaving for twenty years. He wanted to leave just like me, so he threw away all his belongings."
Unexpectedly, the Blood Claw Gang did not kill them all, but still left a way for this group of casual cultivators to survive. Unexpectedly, Huang Xie was quite loyal at the critical moment. Jiang Feng felt a little admired in his heart. It seemed that the leader, and the leader
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"What are the plans of the third master?"
"Hey," Lu Gouzi sighed, "Don't call it that. There are only seven people left now. I'm ashamed. Huang Xie originally built Chihuang. Now that he's gone, Chihuang is gone.
To think that after seven or eight years of wandering around and finally returning to the starting point, it’s all fate.”
"If you are willing to help me, give me a few spiritual stones and pay the room fee first. Now I don't even have the hook. I don't dare to go out casually at night. I didn't feel it a few days ago, but now I realize it.
This bunch of desperate cultivators are really abominable."
Several people laughed at the same time, but Lu Gouzi's smile was a little bitter.
"As for my plan, I plan to discuss it with a few brothers later and go back to Yufeng Sect. Although it is difficult to become an official, I might still meet someone who appreciates me."
"Has anyone ever appreciated you?" Kuang Shucai grasped the key point and asked curiously, "Have you read the book?"
"No, but there was a man named Li Xianwu who once appreciated me. Later, I did something wrong and lost my official position. It is said that he also offended a villain later and was wanted by the whole sect."
This circle is so small.
Jiang Feng suddenly sighed. It turned out that Li Xianwu had been kind to this man, and he was thinking about whether to help him edit a book and send it to Li Youde. But thinking about it, this man has been a casual cultivator for seven or eight years, and his temperament may have changed.
, one or two more inspections are needed before appointment. If someone were to lure a wolf into the house, it would be a big trouble.
"What do you know?" Kuang Shucai asked.
"I know how to break formations, and I know how to hunt for dragons and explore caves."
"Do you know how to detect spiritual veins?" Jiang Feng remembered that he still lacked such a talent.
"That's not possible. Searching for dragons and caves is a business for ordinary people. If I could detect spiritual veins, I probably wouldn't be a casual cultivator." Lu Gouzi looked ashamed, "So I didn't even think about going back to Yufeng Sect.
It’s a good fit, but it’s not a good fit.”
"If you are like this, since you have some talent in breaking formations, leave a message for me and I will come to you when I need help." Kuang Shucai suddenly thought of an idea, and when his eyes glanced over, Jiang Feng knew that he was
I am working on the idea of "Haitang Sanren Mansion".
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Taking advantage of the darkness, Jiang Feng sneaked out of the wine shop. This time, in order to prevent the white-browed old man from jumping out and stopping him from discovering the secret of Pujiang Taro, he deliberately did not go through the front door, but jumped out from the window, and soon arrived in the town.
The elder Zheng Luda, at the request of Jiang Feng, came here to open a medical clinic. He calculated that the time might have arrived. This town is not big, and he soon found a house under construction at the east end of the town. It should be a medical clinic.
, he was about to go in, but saw the sound of horse-drawn carriages passing by on the official road in the distance. Looking again, he saw that seven or eight cars had obvious blood claw marks on them.
This is a lingering ghost.
Jiang Feng secretly thought, he crouched down and huddled in the corner of the building, secretly casting his shadow. When the convoy came close, he got into the shadow of the vehicle and carefully observed it.
This was obviously a convoy transporting slaves.
Moreover, he is not an ordinary mortal slave, but a monk.
"Um?"
With the help of the cover of the trees, Jiang Feng's shadow passed through the convoy unimpeded. He originally wanted to see if he could find some clues as to where these monks were transported. After all, traveling from east to west, it was very likely that he would pass by the Qianshan Sect in the future.
, if there is a potential conspiracy, he has to guard against it, but he suddenly saw a familiar face in the corner.