Chapter 228 List
“Senior Brother Feng!”
“Uncle Senior!”
Water mist slowly fell in mid-air.
A group of disciples from the Return Wind Valley who followed the sound were restricted by the second air-forbidden talisman and had to run on the ground. They could hardly arrive at this moment.
But he saw a middle-aged monk with a round face standing alone in mid-air with a blank look on his face. There were no other monks around him.
The monks were suddenly filled with doubts.
The middle-aged monk with a round face seemed to be waking up from a dream, and he raised his hand and waved.
The monks felt their bodies loosen up, and the invisible force pressing on them dissipated instantly.
“Senior Brother Feng, where was that casual cultivator just now?”
The long-faced monk took the initiative to fly up and asked.
“He’s gone.”
The middle-aged monk with a round face looked solemn. Hearing the words of the monk with a long face, he shook his head slightly and said:
“This person may not be a casual cultivator. We just fought, if not He is eager to leave, and I am afraid that I am no match for him. With his strength and superb skills, there are probably only a handful of people who can defeat him."
"What? ”
The long-faced monk was suddenly shocked.
Senior Brother Feng is already one of the strongest among the five Golden Core Masters in Huifeng Valley.
If he dares to say this, he is probably 80 to 90% sure.
The long-faced monk suddenly showed vigilance and deep thought:
“At this sensitive moment when the second-level alchemist of Baidan Society disappeared, this person appeared strangely nearby. Could it be that he is...”< br>
To his surprise, the monk surnamed Feng rejected his idea immediately:
“This person has a strange aura and amazing strength. Most likely he just passed by and met him by chance.”
< br>"Besides, I really want to This person did it, how dare he expose it in front of our eyes."
"That's true."
The long-faced monk thought for a moment, nodded immediately, and then suggested. ：
"Then let's report this person's situation to the elders, and then continue to go back for questioning. These casual cultivators are very cunning, and the interrogating disciples have to do a good interrogation."
However, let Long Face The monk was once again a little surprised that Feng But the monk surnamed waved his hand and said:
"That's not necessary. There is no need to disturb the elder for an irrelevant person."
"But, after all, this person is..."
The long-faced monk looked hesitant.
When the monk surnamed Feng saw this, his face suddenly darkened, and he looked at the long-faced monk with cold eyes:
"Junior brother Yin is teaching me how to do things?"
The long-faced monk's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly bowed. He saluted and said:
“I don’t dare, it’s my junior brother who has overstepped his bounds.”
The monk surnamed Feng then withdrew his gaze.
Immediately he fluttered his sleeves, controlled the flying magic weapon, and flew towards the gathering place of casual cultivators.
The crowd followed closely behind.
After flying for a while, I saw the young disciple who had been beaten by the majestic monk and fled in embarrassment. His handsome face was filled with a flattering smile, and he came up from below:
" Master, those casual cultivators have been recruited, and they have provided several places where they often gather..."
The monk surnamed Feng glanced at him lightly when he heard this, without any emotion on his face. .
The young disciple didn't take it seriously. He knew the respective temperaments of these uncles. Master Yin was upright and protective of his shortcomings, while Master Feng was aloof and cruel.
"Take us to have a look."
Seeing that the monk surnamed Feng didn't speak, the long-faced monk immediately whispered to the side.
“Yes, yes, yes!”
The young disciple immediately led the way.
The casual cultivators all around stood on both sides, staring at the young disciple with obscure and resentful eyes.
The young disciple noticed the gazes around him, and instead of being afraid, he stared back with a sneer.
No matter how powerful these bugs in the sewer are, as soon as the masters and uncles in the sect arrive, they immediately turn into chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.
Not as strong as the majestic monk just now.
However, when thinking of the majestic monk just now, the young disciple could not help but feel a trace of resentment and anger.
This damn casual cultivator made him lose face in front of his uncles and peers!
If he hadn't died soon after being injured by Master Yin just now, he would have had to be tortured.
But when I thought about the other party leaving behind a weak Taoist monk, and when I thought about the other party's pear blossoms with rain in their eyes, the young disciple suddenly felt a trace of evil fire rising in his lower abdomen.
“No rush, I’ll finish the work later...”
He suppressed the urgency in his heart.
Soon, everyone arrived in front of a casual cultivator's house that was temporarily used as an interrogation place.
The original owner of this casual repair house must have put a lot of thought into this. Under the eaves of the house hang a string of white bells like wind chimes, which seem to have been attached with small spells. , whenever someone approaches, these white bells will sway in the wind, crisp and sweet.
When the monk surnamed Feng and others approached the house, along with the sweet sound of the white bells, there were painful howls from inside the house.
The face of the long-faced monk suddenly darkened, and he glanced at the young disciple coldly.
Most of Hui Feng Valley’s techniques do not care about the distinction between good and evil, but they have always claimed that they are a righteous sect.
Such behavior has lowered Huifeng Valley's face for nothing.
The young disciple was busy currying favor with the monk surnamed Feng, so he didn't notice this at all and opened the door excitedly.
The monk surnamed Feng walked in with a cold expression as before.
The first thing you see is an extremely bloody scene.
The limbs of the monks he had just selected were now separated one by one, and even ten fingers were removed one by one.
However, due to the monk's strong vitality, even though only half of his body was left, without any vital injuries, his mind was as clear as ever.
And their magic power is banned, so they cannot cut off the five senses. In this way, the pain is far greater than the limit of pain that mortals can feel.
Killing can only be done with a nod. Seeing this scene, even the long-faced monk couldn't help it and was about to speak angrily.
But suddenly I heard the monk surnamed Feng nodded slightly:
“Well done.”
The young disciple paused for a moment after hearing the words, and then his heart suddenly became ecstatic.
But he said humbly on his face:
"It all depends on the cultivation of my uncle."
Immediately, he told all the information confessed by the casual cultivators, and finally said regretfully :
“It’s a pity that we still don’t know who kidnapped those second-level alchemists.”
"It doesn't matter."
The monk surnamed Feng didn't seem to care. Instead, he had a rare smile on his face.
When the long-faced monk saw this, he was dissatisfied, but he could only suppress it.
In front of Senior Brother Feng, he did not dare to make any mistakes.
After receiving the praise from the monk surnamed Feng, the young disciple suddenly became very excited.
Uncle Feng has a very high status in the sect. Few people can reach it under the Golden Pill. He also holds real power. If he can be valued by him, not only will he have many conveniences in doing things, but I am afraid there will be many benefits.
Maybe he also hopes to have a taste of those foundation-building female casual cultivators...
At this moment, he suddenly heard the monk named Feng say coldly:
"Junior brother Yin, Yu Xi has vicious methods and impure thoughts. He doesn't look like a practicing person. It's up to you to destroy his cultivation and expel him from the sect."
Yu Attack?
This, isn't this my name?
The young disciple was stunned, almost thinking that he heard wrongly. He quickly raised his head, but saw that the smile on Uncle Feng's face was still there, but his eyes that looked at him had no warmth at all. In an instant, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave!
The surrounding disciples of Hui Feng Valley also had astonishment on their faces.
Weren’t you still praising someone just now? Why do you have to turn around and kill people?
The long-faced monk was also startled when he heard this, and immediately reacted and said quickly:
"Senior brother, no! Yu Xi is just a child, making small mistakes is insignificant. Aren't we all like this in the beginning..."
"Humph! Junior brother is confused! This moment is the same as that moment!"
" The Valley Master said before he came that the robbery of the alchemist was probably caused by one of the two sects, Xuli Sect and Danlongmen. Our strength in Hui Feng Valley is not as good as the two sects, so we should join forces to practice together."
< br>“I heard that the Valley Master is contacting two Jindan cultivators, Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai, to invite them to join the sect.”
The monk surnamed Feng's face was as dark as water. He pointed at the young disciple who was still confused and sneered:
"This man is trying to do something cruel to the casual cultivators at such a juncture... Could it be that he is afraid that these casual cultivators will not hate me?" Return to the Wind Valley?”
“This move will not hurt me enough to return to the Wind Valley even if I die ten thousand times!”< br>
“Just to be expelled from the sect and to give up my cultivation, for the sake of being a former sect member, I opened the door a little bit!”
Listening to the words of the monk surnamed Feng, the long-faced monk I didn’t know what to say for a moment, but he always defended his shortcomings, so he was still a little unwilling to say:
"Even if Yu Xi is guilty, he should be punished after returning to the sect. If senior brother is doing this now, will he be too anxious? Besides, this book was also given by senior brother..."
"Huh! Worry! ? It’s just the right moment!”
The monk surnamed Feng’s eyes flashed and he interrupted directly:
“Don’t forget. , The old guy from Zhenling Palace is probably dying. This is a rare opportunity! If we don’t use the power of casual cultivators when we return to Wind Valley, how can we grab some meat from the Xuli Sect? "< br>
“But the casual cultivators have been frightened by us all these years. How can those cultivators of various arts among the casual cultivators dare to contact us?”
"Let's get rid of this person now. Do we still need to doubt Hui Feng Valley's attitude towards casual cultivators? Naturally, no one in the Yan Kingdom knows it!"
"When the time comes, what about Master Xin, Master Jin, Master Shen and his ilk, do you have any other options?”
The monk surnamed Feng asked:
"What do you think, junior brother, that a disciple who is already in a bad position has won such an opportunity? Even if the Valley Master and elders are here, what do you think they will do?"
"This..."
The long-faced monk was stunned when he heard this.
I have to admit in my heart that what the monk surnamed Feng said is probably correct.
At the cost of a disciple with a bad temper, even if he loses some of the majesty of the sect, he can get a chance to win over the casual cultivators. At such a price, let alone the Valley Master and the others, even if Even he was extremely excited.
Thinking of this, under the horrified gaze of the young disciple Yu Xi, the long-faced monk finally gritted his teeth and looked at Yu Xi.
"Uncle! Master! No! Don't...no!!!"
soon.
The disciples of Huifeng Valley, led by the monk surnamed Feng, broke through the air and left.
On the spot, only the casual cultivators who were driven by anger and resentment were left, surrounding Yu Xi, who had lost all his magic power.
Yu Xi’s eyes were filled with extreme fear.
“No!”
The miserable howl startled countless birds in all directions.
......
Wang Ba controlled the flying magic weapon and landed quietly in a mountain stream.
At the same time, he was checking his body with his spiritual consciousness to prevent people from tampering with him secretly, such as leaving something for tracking.
While he couldn't help but recall what he had just gained after using the power of the Yinshen to implant thoughts into the middle-aged round-faced monk.
"Returning to the Wind Valley, I really can't hold it anymore."
Wang Ba's face showed solemnity.
“On the one hand, we recruit casual cultivators who are good at all kinds of arts to accumulate strength, and on the other hand, we secretly investigate the other two sects...”
“I’m afraid the same is true for Xuli Sect and Danlongmen. This is the way to go.”
“The Yan Kingdom is probably going to be in chaos”
Although he had expected it in his heart, Wang Yan still couldn't help but sigh when he actually heard such news from the monks of Huifeng Valley.
The Yan Kingdom is in chaos, and the most unlucky ones are the monks at the bottom. There is no doubt about this.
After all, the disciples of the sect still have the support of Jindan Zhenren behind them. They will not end up easily until the end. The final result is that the casual cultivators are driven to the front line to fight for the sake of the four major sects. The struggle involves life and death.
But what made him feel a little more relaxed was that he got a list from the middle-aged round-faced monk.
On the list are all famous casual cultivators in Yan country.
Although Wang Hao came to Yan Kingdom not long ago, he was very familiar with the people on the list.
These people are either good at fighting or good at various arts.
There are even foundation-building monks who have obtained the third-level qualification of Linglong Ghost Market.
When he knew this, Wang Yan couldn't help but feel awe-struck.
The foundation-building monks who can obtain the third-level qualification of Linglong Ghost City are either outstanding in strength or have amazing attainments in various arts.
He has experienced the test of Baiwenlou and knows the difficulty of it.
Wang Ba feels inferior to those who can pass the test of Baiwen Tower.
And such people are naturally within the scope of Huifeng Valley's special care. Of course, for these people, the requirements given by the master of Huifeng Valley to the middle-aged round-faced monks are completely different from those in the past. Invite back graciously.
If this is not possible, if it is confirmed that no one knows about it, it must be robbed. Even if it is killed, it must be prevented from being known and obtained by the other two families.
What makes Wang Yan feel a little relieved is that his pseudonym, Shenfu, is also among them.
"Wen Yong is right. It is best to put yourself under everyone's gaze. Although you have lost a little bit of the initiative, at least until the dust settles, no one dares to move."
"And by the time the dust settles, I will probably have cultivated a third-level spirit beast..."
He also thought about leaving the Yan Kingdom.
However, due to the rapid expansion of the Incense Road in the Kingdom of All Gods, the surrounding countries have actually been squeezed. There are many foreign monks in each country, competing for the few resources.
Actually, these years of experience have made Wang Hao clear for a long time. Wherever there are monks, there will inevitably be fights.
Demon cultivators, sect monks...
Among the casual cultivators, there is also competition between you and me.
Even if you don’t fight, someone will take the initiative to fight for you.
Just like those casual cultivators just now, hiding in the mountains with barren spiritual veins, they may not be rich, but they are still targeted by the sect cultivators.
There has never been any pure place in the world of spiritual practice.
Instead of escaping from the Yan Kingdom, starting over in a place that is unfamiliar to you, and competing with other monks, it is better to make good use of your reputation in the Yan Kingdom, obtain a barely stable place, and secretly improve yourself.
With thoughts rising and falling in his heart, Wang Hao checked his whole body and made sure that there were no traced marks, and then took out a teleportation talisman.
Disappeared in place.
When I opened my eyes again, I was already in a house at a gathering place for casual cultivators.
Wang Ba walked out of the house and looked at the spirit beasts who were comfortable on the grass. He was a little envious of these guys' carefreeness.
Bu Chan seemed not to be there, so Wang Ba simply walked out of the house and went to Chongzifang City to inquire about the news.
The information from casual cultivators may not be accurate, but sometimes they are extremely informed.
Sit down in the teahouse and order a pot of first-order spiritual tea as usual.
After taking a few sips, Wang Yan couldn't help but pricked up his ears.
"...Have you heard? The current palace owner of Zhenling Palace personally came out to refute the rumors two days ago!"
(End of this chapter)