Su Zhao returned to Dongzhou from Guobei County and put away the broken logs at the foot of Dongzhou City.
"Flying with a weapon is still not as good as flying with a mist. You can fly wherever you want. You can fly however you want. It seems it's time for me to get rid of the demon master's sect and learn the art of flying with a mist."
After all, he is a powerful man in the realm of condensing pills. When he was flying in the sky, there was no mist under his feet, so it was hard to tell that he was a powerful man in the realm of condensing pills.
After such a strong person actually takes action, he will have super strong cultivation. When this kind of cultivation can appear, it will definitely be extraordinary.
Especially since everyone is flying in the mist, but you are flying in the weapon, you will be inferior to others in terms of rank.
The more important point is that if it is not a separate flying instrument, the flying speed of the flying instrument is really not as fast as that of flying in the fog. Otherwise, most practitioners of the Condensing Pill Realm will not choose to fly in the fog, but will choose to fly in the fog.
The royal weapon flew.
The most important point about flying in the mist and flying in a weapon is that practitioners do not have Sumeru mustard treasures such as the Qiankun bag, so they cannot carry many flying weapons.
Moreover, in the world inside the mountain, practitioners do not like to use flying mystical weapons, and generally use their own weapons as flying instruments.
Su Zhao returned to the Liu Mansion and walked into the small courtyard in the backyard. The thin willows on both sides were swaying slightly in the wind. Under the corridor of the front hall, Liu Qingzhu in a pale white gauze skirt and Xiaoxue in a beige skirt said:
As they spoke, the two of them lowered their heads and looked at something with smiles on their faces.
Su Zhao walked over, looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. At least there was no palace fight, and they were living in peace.
"Ahem." Su Zhao coughed lightly, looked at the two people nearby, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to disturb you."
"Ah!" Xiaoxue raised her head and exclaimed, with a look of joy on her face: "Master, you are back!"
Liu Qingzhu also raised her head and looked at Su Zhao. Her clear eyes were full of deep affection. She slightly bent her eyes, looked at Su Zhao and said, "I'm back."
"Well, I'm back." Su Zhao glanced at Liu Qingzhu, then at Xiaoxue, taking in the expressions of both of them, and then said with a smile.
Just when Su Zhao returned to Dongzhou City, he was far away on the coast of the East China Sea.
Wearing a black gown, Xi Lian was walking in Dongzhou City. He was holding a piece of talisman paper in his hand. From time to time, a little light appeared on the talisman. Xi Lian took the paper and looked back and forth for the person he was looking for.
Xi Lian kept changing his route, looking for a direction where the light on the talisman would stay bright.
Walking north, the talisman paper keeps lighting up and getting brighter and brighter.
A smile appeared on Xi Lian's face. He looked at the talisman in his hand and put it away. He turned around and flew out of Donghai City, flying towards the north.
Half a day later, Xi Lian once again came to Eryi City with the magic talisman.
"White Light City." Xi Lian looked at the plaque above and read.
Xi Lian walked into Baiguang City. There were many pedestrians inside, but no one paid attention to him. This is a place where practitioners and ordinary people live together. The presence of practitioners is not a big deal and can make ordinary people kneel and kowtow.
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Xi Lian took the talisman and walked outside a restaurant. The Taoist text on the talisman began to change, and the light gradually turned into an arrow, pointing to the location of the restaurant.
A murderous intent flashed in Xi Lian's eyes and he walked into the restaurant.
In a private room on the third floor of the restaurant, Feng Xiao, a practitioner with a strong Taoist realm, was bragging with several practitioners.
"It was really a life-and-death crisis. My brother didn't even blink. He rushed forward with a sword. Do you think that he is a practitioner in the Taoist realm and can be a practitioner in the golden elixir realm?
Opponent?" Feng Xiao took a sip of wine and glanced around with a hint of pride.
A practitioner at the third level of Daoji next to him quickly said: "Although your brother is powerful, he is no match for the Golden Core level. Could it be that some powerful person has emerged?"
Feng Xiao nodded with a smile, and then pretended to be careless and said: "Of course, what I want to do is very simple, which is to convince the great practitioner of the golden elixir realm and make him have self-doubt.
Brothers took this opportunity to kill the great practitioner of the Golden Core Realm in one fell swoop!"
"Wow!"
"Brother Feng is mighty!"
"Brother Feng is domineering and eloquent!"
"I have already said that Brother Feng's mouth can make living people talk about death, and dead people talk about life. Look, what's going on? A great practitioner in the golden elixir realm is not as unstable and self-doubt as Brother Feng said.
!" Another practitioner sitting next to Feng Xiao laughed loudly, extended his thumb to Feng Xiao, and praised Feng Xiao's power of speech.
There was a faint smile on Feng Xiao's face, as if he didn't care about the honor of this pinnacle. His current cultivation level is already at the seventh level of the Taoist realm. With the addition of the Taoist training methods he obtained, he is no longer far away from the realm of condensing pills.
How far.
With only one realm of enlightenment, Feng Xiaoji can improve his cultivation and become a true powerful man in the realm of condensing pills.
The door to the private room was opened, and a man wearing a black gown walked in.
The young man next to Feng Xiao looked over: "Who asked you to come in? Do you know where this place is? Do you know who is sitting here?"
"That's right, let's get out! There are many Taoist people talking and laughing here, and there are no idle people coming and going. You, a person with no level, dare to come up and eavesdrop on our conversation. Get out quickly, otherwise my brother Feng will be angry, and I won't be able to protect you."
After another person around Feng Xiao saw that his flattery was taken away by him, he also showed his fierce power, which made Feng Xiao himself admire him.
Feng Xiao's expression was slightly stern. Although he couldn't see any fluctuations in the other party's spiritual power, and couldn't even feel the aura on the other party, the aura on the other party far surpassed what Feng Xiao felt from a mortal.
"Another person who hides his cultivation!" Feng Xin heard a "thump" in his heart and glanced at the window next to him. It was very close to his body and he could escape instantly.
After Xi Lian came up, the magic talisman pointed at the people opposite him. He frowned slightly. There were eight people sitting on the table opposite. The person he wanted to find was among these eight practitioners.
Xi Lian looked at Feng Xiao and the other eight and said, "I'm looking for a person. He recently stole something from one of my elders. I hope one of you can take the initiative to come forward."
Xi Lian didn't mind killing all these eight people, but this was the world inside the mountain. He didn't know much about the world inside the mountain. He was almost killed by the vampire monsters in the ghost barrier land. Let Xi Lian know about the mountain world.
The world is extremely cautious.
However, the cultivation level of these eight people has not exceeded the realm of Daoji. He can still control all eight of them and carefully identify which one is the person he is looking for.
Xi Lian was just a little skeptical. Among the eight people, none of them were in the realm of condensing pills. It was strange that practitioners without the realm of condensing pills could destroy the ancestor's soul clone.
Even if all eight of them were to attack, Xi Lian felt that they would not be able to withstand the attack of his ancestor.
Even if it is just a remnant soul of the ancestor, it is not something that practitioners in the Daoji realm can compete with!
There must be other reasons involved!
There may be stronger cultivators, but that cultivator used a ** technique to cover up his energy, so that even the talisman my ancestor gave me could not deduce his traces!
"However, there is a cultivator involved among these eight people. As long as I catch him, I can help the ancestor find the powerful man hiding in the dark!" Xi Lian thought in his mind.
As for the world inside the mountain, Xi Lian is unwilling to stay too long. The Taoism here is not obvious, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is still very thin. If he stays in the world inside the mountain for too long, he may even be blocked in his cultivation and unable to make any further progress!
"You guys, do you really think that Brother Feng is easy to talk to, so you are here to stay here and refuse to leave?" A practitioner of the fifth level of Taoji stood up, raised a slap in the face, and walked towards Xi Lian with a disapproving step.
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The others laughed and watched the show with a smile.
Feng Xiao couldn't understand the cultivation level of the man in black shirt, but he also tested whether the man in black shirt was a mortal or a cultivator.
"Brother Li, don't cause trouble. After all, we are in Baiguang City. Just give the old people some face and drive them away," Feng Xiao said slowly.
The practitioner surnamed Li turned around and smiled: "Brother Feng, don't worry while I handle the matter."
The practitioner surnamed Li could not see the state fluctuations in Xi Lian's body, nor could he sense the powerful power in Xi Lian's body. He thought that Xi Lian was just a secular Qi refiner with some strength, who might have just discovered the secret of cultivation.
But he has not yet entered the realm of cultivation.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound. It was not Na Xiyan covering his face and crying, but the practitioner named Li covering his cheek, with blood in his mouth, and one of his back molars fell out.
The practitioner surnamed Li looked aggrieved, and the opponent seemed to be very strong. When he slapped him, the man in black shirt slapped him over, knocking the practitioner surnamed Li straight away.
The practitioner named Li took a few steps back and sat down on the ground.
When Feng Xiao saw this, his expression changed with shock. He slapped the cultivator in the fifth realm of Daoji, causing his teeth to fall off, but he didn't show any fluctuations in his spiritual power. This person's cultivation was unfathomable and he was not easy to provoke.
Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best.
"This man's cultivation is very powerful, let's run!" Feng Xiao shouted, retreated, and fell out of the window on the third floor.
Other practitioners also fled through the windows and back doors.
The attack was very fast. He ducked and knocked out two practitioners with two "slap" palms. Then he walked to the back door and knocked out two people who escaped through the back door with two more palms.
One of the practitioners who jumped into the window escaped, but the other was caught by Xi Lian and slapped to the ground.
There were eight practitioners in total, but only two escaped. When Xi Lian stuck his head out, a group of passers-by gathered outside the window and looked up.