Chapter 211 Good Samaritan
The big snake drove the escape light and ran the fastest, leading the way.
Lao Xue followed behind with a mournful face and said in his heart that it was a big loss. His elixirs were worth more than ten spiritual stones. Even the furoshiki was thrown on the ground in the black market. I don’t know who got the advantage.
Phew!
Suddenly there was a sound of wind behind his head. He turned his head and grabbed it, but it was a storage bag. When he opened it, he saw that there were twenty spirit stones inside.
When he turned around again, it was Lu Ye waving to him.
Laoxue felt a little calmer. It seemed that Brother Jiubian still followed the rules. With these twenty spirit stones in his account, he could still make a profit as long as he evaded the patrol tonight.
Not to mention that Orochi and Lao Xue escaped.
The three Lu Ye brothers drove up and down the escape light. Fortunately, they were far away from the black market because of the transaction. At the edge of the mountain, there were only one or two patrol members here, so they couldn't see such a big place.
Thus, the three of them chose an open place and escaped easily.
"Brother," Wang Hu said as he ran, "The voice of the patrol leader sounds familiar."
Lu Ye said with a smile.
"We are indeed familiar. We are old acquaintances. Senior Brother Zhu Jian, do you remember the one who called the three of us Zhubolong?"
"It turns out to be him!" Wang Hu suddenly realized, He spat, "You know you're not a good bird."
"You're doing this shitty thing of giving birth to a son without an asshole."
Zhang Cunyi said.
“Brother, Shu Chitu is still in the black market.”
Lu Ye said with a smile.
"No one needs to worry about him. He is not very strong, but he has an excellent way to escape. As long as the foundation-building monks don't come today, he is the safest."
Suddenly.
A ray of light flew toward them from the mountain with a magical weapon, and Zhu Jianyi's stern voice came from inside.
"Hey! You are so brave, how dare you run away?"
The three of them turned their heads and cursed in their hearts.
Why bother our own people? They are all disciples of Xuanmo Sect. What the hell are you chasing!
It turned out that it was Zhu Jian who rushed over with a large fan.
The three of them turned their heads and rushed to escape the light, running faster!
Escape from the light.
Wang Hu cursed in a low voice.
"Brother, I'm afraid you don't know that you often retreat. This turtle grandson is very lucky."
"With his good skin, he hooked up with a female cultivator among the later batch of disciples. Okay. I don’t know what elixir stabilized the fifth level of Qi training.”
"I also got a good magical weapon. Here, it's that big fan. Infinite flames fall down from one fan. It's so domineering."
"It's really enviable to have such a soft meal."
Lu Ye asked strangely.
“Don’t he have that Yuan Qing’er?”
Zhang Cunyi added on the side.
"That's all because of Lao Huangli. Yuan Qing'er was kicked by him."
Lu Ye deliberately gossiped.
"Did Kang Shu succeed?"
Zhang Cunyi shook his head.
"Although Yuan Qing'er was kicked by Zhu Jian, it seems that he still hasn't given up. The connection has been broken. Kang Shu has lost contact with them since the last time he was helped by you, eldest brother."
Lu Ye clicked his tongue, the relationship between these three people was quite interesting.
It only took the three of them a few words. Zhu Jian behind him activated his big fan and chased after him. He was at the fifth level of Qi training, and his magic weapon was sharp, far faster than them.
Zhu Jian stepped on the big fan and sneered in his heart as he looked at the three black figures escaping in the distance.
The upper levels of the seven sects have communicated well tonight, and each has sent a few inner disciples to wait in the city.
Wait until midnight to gather together and go straight to the black market, preparing to severely shock these black market monks who boldly earn spiritual knowledge.
They first used Dunguang to quietly arrive not far from the black market hill, then walked, and then at the foot of the mountain, they suddenly used the magic weapon to explode into the sky, surrounding the mountain in a ring.
Everyone was using a rope-like magic weapon, and they were all inner disciples. In one surprise attack, they captured less than half of the guys in the black market.
It’s just a pity that there are too many brave guys participating in the black market, and most of them are scattered everywhere.
Zhu Jian used his sharp eyes in the black market to spot several good stalls at a glance. He directly arrested the stall owners with rope magic tools and looted all the spiritual stones in their storage bags.
Hand in to the sect?
How is it possible? Don't everyone join the patrol just to make a fortune?
The best way is to swallow these spiritual stones and goods and find someone to sell them someday.
If you collect nine and give one to the sect, that’s pretty much it.
These captured victims also know the rules. If they have a lot of things on them, they will be punished severely. If they have few things, they will be punished lightly.
Of course they will cooperate with the disciples on the patrol team to report false accounts. This is the rule.
Anyway, everyone is trying to get rich, and no one is more noble than anyone else. Therefore, everyone in the black market is scrambling to escape. If they can't escape, they will be honest after being caught.
Anyway, the crime will not lead to death. If you pay for it this time, you will work hard to earn it back next time.
After Zhu Jian had a great harvest, he flew high in the sky and glanced accidentally. From a distance, he saw three sneaky shadows running out of the rocks at the foot of the mountain.
He became excited instantly and intuitively felt that he had caught three big fish.
Everyone knows that ordinary items are traded in the black market, but if a buyer and seller hook up, they may even trade some precious and top-grade treasures, broken foundation-building techniques, etc.
These three people were far away from the black market, but they were wearing old hats and cloaks and dressed like people in the black market. They must have been trading something precious before.
Zhu Jian's heart was filled with enthusiasm. Everything would be good if he was with that Taoist companion. Unfortunately, he was from a family of cultivators and spent too much energy on daily life.
I just happened to catch these three people and plunder their storage bags, so that I can make a lot of money from them.
Thinking of this, he slapped a big fan in his hand.
Immediately, several large fireballs fell from the sky and smashed into the three escaping lights below.
"Where are the thieves going!" Lu Ye and others heard something wrong from the wind behind their heads, and hurriedly escaped and dodged.
Boom, boom, boom!
The ground trembled, and several fireballs fell from the sky. The damage was not high, but they blocked their escape.
Zhu Jian has descended from the sky, holding a big fan.
Lu Ye shouted without hesitation.
"Er Tiao, get rich, retreat, see you at the same place!"
Wang Hu and Zhang Cunyi looked at each other, immediately separated and ran away.
Zhu Jian sneered.
“Still want to run?”
As soon as he activated the big fan, dozens of fireballs immediately flew out, forming an arc to trap the three people inside.
Unexpectedly, the man opposite with nine pancakes on his head waved his hand.
Immediately, more than twenty Yin Thunder Talismans were ignited.
Hoo ho ho.
Groups of light wrapped in a hint of thunder surged out from the black air, colliding with the fireballs in the sky and exploding into stars all over the sky.
Several more thunderballs came around from the dust and smoke and attacked Zhu Jian.
Zhu Jian panicked and hurriedly activated the fire fan again, and a red stream of light hung down to protect his body.
Boom, boom, boom.
Several thunderbolts exploded on him, causing the red light around him to tremble. He retreated step by step, but could not break his defense.
On the opposite side, except for the nine pancakes, Erjo and Facai had already disappeared without a trace.
"Okay, okay!" Zhu Jian withstood this round of attacks, not surprised but happy.
The nine cakes are so generous. When he raises his hand, it is a first-level middle-grade Yin Lei Talisman, which shows that he is a rich man.
The richer you are, the richer your fortune will be.
No, we have to fight quickly. He is not the only one with good skills in the patrol today. At any time, there may be experts from the patrol coming down from the mountain to grab food.
He urged the fire fan to step forward and continue fighting, but suddenly a cold wind blew up behind him.
Zhu Jian suddenly turned around, waved the fire fan in his hand, and fired dozens of fireballs randomly, but he found that there were six more burnt yellow ghosts behind him surrounding him.
The soul energy of these six groups of ghosts is weak, and their bodies are about to condense into entities and are somewhat illusory. It is obvious that they are quite difficult to deal with in the process of turning from emptiness to reality.
The fireball exploded on these ghosts, blasting their soul energy into pieces.
Fortunately, my fire fan attribute can restrain these ghosts!
“This person is an inner disciple of the Yinhun Sect!”
Zhu Jian immediately thought of the Yinhun Sect. Everyone knew that the fundamental skill of the Yinhun Sect was the Six Soul Technique.
The strength of these six ghosts is not weak, and they should be trained by the best among the inner disciples.
Since he is an inner disciple, he must have good things in him.
Zhu Jian's heart was burning, and he immediately used all his magic power to wave the fire fan. The fire flowed down and formed a flame armor on his body.
A few more fire crows flew out. Once they flew into the air, the high temperature of the fire crows ignited all the vegetation on the ground. It was obviously very powerful.
Zhu Jian looked at his opponent and saw that the nine-cake envoy was using a burnt yellow gourd to activate six groups of ghosts. At the same time, black and yellow gases were pouring out to protect his body.
He sneered in his heart, the masculine fire was the most restrained to the Yin Soul type. Unless these six groups of Yin Souls could be condensed into a solid body, they could resist one or two.
Zhu Jian activated the magic guidance, and six groups of fire crows hit the opposite ghost like meteors, and it was broken instantly.
He was about to urge the fire crows to move forward, but unexpectedly saw that the scattered ghosts had re-condensed into a body and entangled the fire crows one after another.
The black and yellow mist in turn enveloped the firelight so that no trace of firelight could be revealed, and quickly disappeared.
Zhu Jian sneered.
“Explode!”
He spat out one word, and the six wrapped fire crows roared loudly, and died together with the ghosts wrapped outside!
The fog filled the sky with sparks flying.
Poof!
Zhu Jian spat out a mouthful of blood, connected the magic weapon with his heart, and he felt uncomfortable even if the fire crow blew himself up, but he believed that the other party's first attack was more serious!
If it were an ordinary ghost, I'm afraid it would just disappear!
I was injured this time, but I have to get it back hard.
He took a look with the fire fan and saw that the soul energy around the opponent's body was indeed scattered. He held the gourd to collect the soul energy that was scattered in the sky and walked away with a ray of light.
“Where to escape!”
Zhu Jian's confidence increased greatly, he mustered up the courage, and immediately pursued him.
Going around a hill, I saw Jiu Bing standing still holding a gourd. Scattered black and yellow smoke came out of the gourd's mouth. It was obvious that the ghost contained in the gourd's magical weapon was deeply wounded.
Zhu Jian's confidence increased greatly.
But the other party slapped the gourd.
Bang!
First, a knot of muscles jumped out, and a soul wearing armor and a spear emerged. He was wearing armor and a spear, and his facial features were long and fine, just like a living person.
Zhu Jian’s eyes twitched and he took a breath of air.
This is a ghost from the late stage of Qi training!
The other party shoots the gourd again.
Another group of ghosts jumped out, but it was a female cultivator with a green body, a graceful figure, and leaves on her hair, holding a willow branch.
Zhu Jian's legs trembled. There were still two ghosts in the late stage of Qi training.
His small body may not be able to bear it.
Zhu Jian's soft bones started to show up again. He shouted and turned around and ran away.
Phew!
Two groups of ghosts chased after him.
A few feet away, Zhu Jian was caught up and had no choice but to wave his fan to resist.
The flames soared into the sky, the Yin Qi scattered, and shook all directions.
After a few breaths, a deep hole was left on the ground. Zhu Jian was lying in it like a dead dog, with his robe broken and unconscious.
(End of this chapter)