Chapter 143 Demonic Way (please subscribe)
(Change first and then help catch insects)
Wu Tao looked at the patrol of immortal cultivators from the Qingling Sect who were stepping on flying swords in the air more than ten meters around. The patrol team of cultivators naturally wear different clothes than those in Wuquan Mountain, but the general system is the same.
"All casual cultivators are prohibited from leaving the city. Now, immediately, all return to their residences and wait for door-to-door inspection."
The cultivator on the patrol shouted again.
The casual cultivators on the street suddenly became a little disorganized, and one by one they quickened their pace and returned to their residences.
Because the general patrol team personally issues such a warning, something must have happened. Looking at the patrol team's appearance as if facing a formidable enemy, it is definitely not a small matter.
If you don't listen to the patrol's advice and something happens, the patrol will not save you. Not only will they not save you, but you will be punished by the patrol.
Wu Tao withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at the immortal cultivators on patrol. Instead, he followed the crowd towards the shantytown. The place he rented was still in the shantytown, but it was not on the original Fulin Road. But on Yuntong Road.
Walking in the crowd, he walked towards the shantytown while listening to the low-pitched discussions of the casual cultivators around him, but he did not hear any effective information.
It can only be said that the patrol's actions this time were too sudden. The casual cultivators have always been hindsight. It is not surprising that they don't know the reason at this time.
Wu Tao soon came to the direction of the shantytown. As soon as he entered the shantytown, he could smell the faint smell of feces and urine around him. The small alleys were filled with low-level monks.
Across the corner is Yuntong Road.
When they arrived at Yun Road, they saw no one, but Wu Tao was thinking about something.
He felt lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he had told Chen Yao for three days. Otherwise, if something like this suddenly happened, he would be blinded again and would not be able to leave the city at will. With his cultivation level, he would not be able to leave the city at will. They dare not force their way out of the city.
Wuquan Mountain is in Xicheng, and there are foundation builders and immortal cultivators guarding it.
As for Dongcheng, as the Immortal Cultivation City under the jurisdiction of Qingling Sect, there will definitely be Qingling Sect's foundation-building immortal cultivators guarding it.
The advantages and disadvantages of the foundation-building immortal cultivators, mana and spiritual thoughts can fall in an instant. If Wu Tao dares to forcefully break out of the city, he will definitely be killed by the foundation-building immortal cultivators.
"Three days, I hope this matter can be resolved in three days and the order prohibiting leaving the city can be revoked. Otherwise, Ayao will be worried about me."
Wu Tao murmured in his heart .
Because he raised his concentration, at the corner in front, there was a person with his head lowered and his eyes fixed on the ground. He seemed to have not seen Wu Tao and bumped into Wu Tao.
Only a dull bang was heard, and the casual cultivator who bumped into Wu Tao was directly knocked to the ground by Wu Tao.
The casual cultivator was confused for a moment.
He did not expect that Wu Tao was now in the marrow refining stage, and his physical strength was comparable to that of a first-order high-level monster. If this casual cultivator bumped into Wu Tao, it would be equivalent to hitting a first-order high-level monster. It would be strange not to knock him down.
Wu Tao didn't pay attention to this, and he didn't use any force, so he just fell outwards.
Seeing this, Wu Tao came to his senses, quickly stretched out his hand, pulled the casual cultivator up, and said: "Fellow Taoist, are you okay?"
The casual cultivator quickly said: "I'm fine, thank you. Fellow Taoist." Seeing that Wu Tao was still holding his arm, there was a subtle fluctuation in his eyes, and he said with a forced smile: "Fellow Daoist, I'm fine, can you let go of my hand?"
Wu Tao shook his head and said: "You took my things..."
A trace of ruthlessness flashed deep in the eyes of the casual cultivator, and he said: "Fellow Taoist, this is not an injustice. "Human, I just bumped into you accidentally. I can apologize to you, but how can you wrongly accuse me of taking your things?" Wu Tao said: "Since you are not willing to give it back to me, I will take it back myself."
After Wu Tao said that, he grabbed his hand and shook it gently. The casual cultivator immediately let out a scream, and saw a strong force coming from his right arm, exploding directly at the root of the arm. One of his right hands immediately Pulled off by Wu Tao.
The casual cultivator held the broken part of his arm, bleeding profusely.
Wu Tao took out a spirit stone bag from the sleeve of his right arm. It was the spirit stone bag he used to confuse others. After all, he was a low-level casual cultivator, so how could he afford it? Storage bag.
“Get lost!”
Hang his spirit stone bag back on his waist, Wu Tao threw his severed hand to the broken-arm casual cultivator and said.
The broken-arm casual cultivator stopped screaming, grabbed the broken arm, and ran away in panic.
Looking at the running back of the other party and the blood stains on the ground, Wu Tao thought: "I am kind after all. Manager Wang only owed me twenty low-grade spiritual stones, so I killed him. And this low-level casual cultivator stole thirty low-grade spiritual stones from me, and I didn't even kill him..."
Wu Tao thought like this and returned to his temporary residence on Yuntong Road.
As soon as he returned to his residence, Wu Tao arranged the soundproof and anti-peeping array and the three-pole water and fire sword array. With the three-pole water and fire sword array, he felt much more at ease.
At least, if anyone dares to break into his hut without building a foundation, he can kill them with the three-pole water-fire sword formation, not to mention he has other trump cards.
After doing all this, Wu Tao sat on the edge of the bed and said thoughtfully: "I don't know what happened, but I can't go out to inquire now. If I encounter a patrol, it will be troublesome..."
"Therefore, it is best to practice first."
Thinking of this, Wu Tao took out a futon from his storage bag, sat cross-legged on it, then took out a bottle of Purple Spirit Pill, and prepared to practice three Yang Gong.
However, before swallowing it, Wu Tao seemed to remember something. His spiritual thoughts sank into his mind, and he summoned the soul-eating insect and made it invisible, just in case.
He originally thought about letting his spiritual thoughts out to see what was going on around him, but he thought that although this was a shantytown, a notorious place for low-level casual cultivators to live, it was rare in the middle stage of Qi refining, and even his spiritual thoughts were out. I can't let it go, but in case there are people like me, it's better not to let it go easily.
Wu Tao simply gave up, raised his head and swallowed the Purple Spirit Pill, started practicing the Three Yang Kung Fu.
When it was almost time to apply for membership, Wu Tao stopped practicing because he heard a warning sound from the soundproof formation and someone was knocking on the door outside.
It’s a knock on the door.
It shows that the visitor has no malicious intent.
It should be the immortal cultivators from the patrol team. They said they would start a thorough door-to-door investigation.
Wu Tao opened the door, and it turned out to be a cultivator from the patrol team.
The four immortal cultivators on the patrol exude spiritual energy fluctuations, and each of them is at the seventh level of Qi refining. This immortal cultivator from the Dongcheng patrol team deliberately released his aura, probably to act as a deterrent.
Of course, the seventh level of Qi Refining is not the highest level of cultivation for the patrol, but it is enough to come to the shanty town and scare the low-level casual cultivators.
He immediately entered the role of his current vest, shrank and said in a low voice: "I have met you, sir."
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(End of this chapter)