Chapter 110 A sigh! The fragments of the magic weapon! (Update 23, please subscribe!)
Out of the Yellow Maple Valley.
I noticed that the eyes behind me disappeared.
Can’t feel the other person’s malice.
But still feeling uneasy and shaking his head slightly, Li Feiyu directly used Smoke and Cloud Movement to leave, walking thousands of miles in one breath.
Afterwards, he gathered his aura and turned into a mortal, blending into the secular town.
One day later, he just followed a caravan heading to Linzhou, planning to take a detour from Linzhou back to Xizhou instead of going to Jianzhou.
“Haozi, what’s going on?”
“Didn’t I agree that no one else would follow me along the way?”
“Why did you bring me with you? A stranger comes into our caravan?”
A caravan is about to set off for Linzhou.
The caravan is not large in scale, with more than a dozen people in the caravan preparing to travel lightly to complete this delivery.
However, before departure.
The leader of the caravan brought back a handsome young man and even prepared the best carriage for him.
It was not unusual for a stranger to join us, but it was not unusual for caravan members who often brought people along to make extra money.
But this time, because the caravan manager’s uncle’s family didn’t like the relationship with outsiders, they didn’t bring any guests along.
Unexpectedly, something went wrong again on the last stretch of the journey.
Now, the leader of the caravan is facing questions from his own uncle.
Although the person who asked the question lowered his voice and made no noise...
But for Li Feiyu, no matter how low his voice was, it was almost the same as hearing it in his ears.
He had no intention of paying attention.
The person who can speak is actually a low-level monk at the fourth level of Qi refining stage!
This is the second immortal cultivator besides him in the caravan!
He originally wanted to avoid all the immortal cultivators, but unexpectedly he encountered them.
This made Li Feiyu frown slightly, opened the curtains, and took a hidden look...
[Yanzhu - Level: Fourth level of Qi refining, spiritual roots: metal, wood, water and soil, age: thirty-seven...]
This is a man in his thirties. Depending on his age and spiritual roots, basically Belongs to the list of low-level immortal cultivators.
Li Feiyu shook his head slightly and looked away.
If he gives enough money, the caravan director will handle it.
In fact, although the leader of the caravan was just a mortal, he did resist the pressure from his uncle, an immortal cultivator.
"Uncle Zhuzi, we are almost at Linzhou, what are you worried about!"
"What you provoked in Lanzhou was just a few monks involved in the Jianghu affair, why are you so worried?"
"Anyway, I won't retreat, why don't you kill me, uncle!"
Facing his nephew, who was looking so dishonest with his eyes closed, Yan Zhu wanted to slap him in anger. past.
I wonder if this is my eldest brother’s son. I wonder if I have any descendants.
This lineage expects the other party to pass it on and continue to win descendants with spiritual roots, so they can only grit their teeth and swallow.
"Uncle Zhu, my mother said, don't make things difficult for others."
At this moment, the curtain of the carriage on one side was slightly opened.
A girl in plain clothes with a veil appeared, she seemed to have just cried, her eyes were red, and she spoke in a low voice.
Seeing this, Yan Zhu took a deep breath and nodded.
The caravan finally set off.
It didn’t take long to arrive in Linzhou.
Sitting in the carriage, Li Feiyu, who had just finished refining the power of the 'Ding Yan Dan', didn't feel anything strange.
But he still nodded with satisfaction.
In the last few months of your twenties, taking an anti-aging pill is a good thing.
He lifted it away again and took a look at the environment outside the car.
This is his first time coming to Linzhou.
Thinking of Yanliang Mountain in this state...
That is where Yan Ling Fort is stationed.
The Yan family’s territory.
Inexplicably, he thought of Yan Ruyan.
Li Feiyu frowned, not because he thought of Yan Ruyan and the two monks, but...
"Who?!"
A roar!
The low-level immortal cultivator named Yan Zhu issued a warning while the caravan was traveling peacefully!
The guards drew their swords one after another and stood ready! But when they saw three or five figures flying over like gods, their expressions changed with fright.
When the caravan leader saw it, he immediately ran to his uncle.
Understand that these five different figures who suddenly arrived are also immortal cultivators!
Yan Zhu frowned deeply and looked a little ugly.
The opponent's cultivation level is far above his!
This forced him to show respect and cupped his hands: "I am Yan Zhu, a descendant of the Yan family in Yanling Fort. I wonder why some Taoist friends stopped the Yan family's motorcade for no reason?"
"The Yan family?"
"Brother, a member of the Yan family."
……
Yanzhu reported his family name, and he indeed had a deterrent effect in Linzhou territory.
The immortal cultivators who came from the seventh and eighth levels of the Qi Refining Stage were immediately a little nervous and hesitant, and they all looked at the leader in blue.
“What are you afraid of?!”
“What we are looking for are fragments of the magic weapon!”
“Search what’s wrong with the Yan family’s fleet? What if the fragments of the magic weapon are there? Hiding here, aren’t we here in vain?”
The man in blue looked displeased and shouted a few times: "It's not like you don't know that the fragments of the magic weapon can actively avoid the prying eyes of spiritual consciousness!"
After saying that, he didn't care about his brothers.
The man in blue stepped forward with his foot on Yufeng Jue and shouted coldly: "Don't use the Yan family to pressure me. I lost a treasure and I must find it back!"
" "Baby?"
Yan Zhu frowned: "Fellow Taoist, here are some ordinary herbs, there is no treasure at all!"
"You said there isn't one?"
The man in blue sneered: "I've searched it today. If you dare to stop me... don't blame my sword for being too sharp!"
Said !
The man in blue turned his hand, and a long sword weapon appeared in his hand, emitting a blue brilliance.
Yan Zhu’s face changed slightly.
Seeing that the rest of the people had cooperated to surround the convoy, he could only grit his teeth and nod: "Okay, I'm not afraid of the shadows. If you want to search, just search!"
The man in blue smiled proudly when he saw it: "Let's do it!" Everyone, get out of the car!”
With a livid face, Yan Zhu looked at his nephew... the caravan leader.
The meaning was already obvious. The caravan leader could only shout in fear, asking the family members and handymen to come out...
"Raise your hands all, I want to search you one by one personally!"< br>
The man in blue shouted coldly again!
It immediately changed everyone’s expressions.
The beautiful woman and the veiled girl in plain clothes who were helped out of the car by Yan Zhu had originally sad expressions, but now they were panicking!
“Fellow Taoist, are you going too far!”
Yan Zhu’s expression suddenly changed: “They are all mortals, how can they have the treasure you want?”
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"Haha, you can't say for sure!"
The man in blue sneered again and again, glanced at the beautiful woman and the girl in plain clothes beside him, and said with a bad smile: "Let's start with you, mother and daughter. , come here and let me search!”
“Who is in the car?”
“Get off here!”
At this moment, the car is coming. , there was a burst of noise.
The man in blue frowned slightly and quickly understood that there were still people who dared not get off the last carriage.
A flash of uncertainty and cruelty suddenly flashed across his eyes!
The blue light sword in his hand was directly driven out of the object and killed directly!
“Alas!”
That’s it!
Before the mortals could be shocked by this 'Flying Sword Technique', they clearly heard a helpless sigh!
“I just want to be quiet, why are you forcing me?”
This moment!
Yan Zhu, the man in blue...all the immortal cultivators were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their eyes looked horrified!
Bang! Bang! Bang! !
The terrifying pressure fell, forcing all the immortal cultivators to kneel down.
Under everyone's shocked eyes, a young man in white robe with red eyebrows walked out of the carriage indifferently!
Wave your hand!
The long sword that came with the killing blow flew directly into the air and turned upside down!
The man in blue kneeling on the ground was shocked, feeling that he had lost the connection with the magic weapon!
The next moment!
Looking at his magic sword, it landed in front of his eyebrows!
My whole body was shaking like chaff.
“What on earth is the fragment of the magic weapon you are looking for!”
The third update and the additional update will be posted at 5pm. I feel a little sleepy...zzzz...
(End of this chapter)