Half-demon Raising Immortals

Chapter 522
"puff!"

"puff……"

Amidst a series of muffled noises, the eight-storey bamboo building collapsed one after another, leaving only the emerald green bamboo hall at the bottom.

The flat-roofed bamboo hall is made of thousands of bamboo threads.Under the dragon's claws, all the bamboo threads were taut, and had been pressed into a curved bow.

"rise!"

Xiao Youzong's green-shirted monk let out a low snort.

Lu Tong looked down.

In a pair of dragon eyes, the copper seals in the hands of nine people spit out mana at the same time, and the bamboo threads in the hall seemed to be stuck in the soil and began to grow rapidly.

In a blink of an eye, the bamboo threads turned into emerald bamboo, and the Zhanggao Bamboo Hall became a ten-zhang hall.

Lu Tong soared into the sky, and a dragon shadow flashed across the sky, and flames spewed out from his mouth.

"call!"

The flames and bamboo shadows wiped out each other.

After a moment of stalemate, Lu Tong's heart sank, and he thought to himself: "It's not good, the formation has gathered the power of nine people. Now the mana is still weak, so it is definitely not an opponent. The formation must be broken first, but the nine people who set up the formation are all in the Bamboo Hall... "

"kill!"

There was another low shout from below.

The Bamboo Hall suddenly changed, and the four pillars broke through the roof at the same time, shooting up into the sky like four sharp swords.

Lu Tong stared at it, and his expression brightened instantly.

In the dragon's eye, the mana in the bamboo hall flows clearly. After the pillar is broken, the outline of the four corners remains the same, but the mana in it becomes very sparse.

The formation is lacking.

He stepped on four groups of black clouds and dodged in the air in a "worry".At the same time, mana was transported out and poured into the mane, dragon claws, chest and abdomen, and groups of majestic forces quickly condensed.

"sword!"

The pillar fell off and turned into a three-foot-long bamboo sword, trapping Lu Tong in the middle.

"die!"

The bamboo sword exploded at the same time, releasing countless sword threads, covering a radius of hundreds of feet in an instant.

Lu Tong didn't care about it, resisted the sword wire, buried his head and rushed down.

"Shou!"

Mana flowed from the bronze seal again.

"Roar!"

Lu Tong opened his mouth and roared, billowing flames spewed out, landed on a corner of the bamboo hall, and burned a corner instantly.

"not good!"

The cultivator in green shirt suddenly stood up, raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword, the sword light was sharp and fierce, like a bamboo that broke through the ground,

Simultaneously cast the natal spell.

Mountains and rivers quickly emerged.

Lu Tong stretched out his dragon claws, let out a thunderous roar, and said, "It's too late!"

The black cloud filled the air, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a nearly ten-foot cloud egg, in which flames radiated and thunder and lightning exploded.

The bamboo sword pierced into the black cloud.

A flash of lightning flashed, and the sword light shattered inch by inch.

Mountains and rivers come together.

Lu Tong rolled his mane, and the nearly two-foot-long dragon's mane was wrapped with countless thunders and pierced into the cloud egg. In the next moment, hundreds of purple lights lit up, and the thunder and lightning suddenly flourished.

"Boom!"

Amidst the continuous muffled sound, countless thunderbolts exploded, and the mountains, rivers, dilapidated bamboo halls, thatched huts, etc. all collapsed.

A radius of hundreds of feet was razed to the ground.

"Brother!"

Three of the eight Foundation Establishment disciples died and five were seriously injured.

One of them was scorched black, his eyes had turned into two black holes, he raised his severed arm like a charred wood, and said, "Senior brother, help!"

The corners of the cultivator's eyes trembled, and a cloud of sword light from the bamboo forest pierced out. Before the sword light fell, his whole body was shaken by mana, and it turned into a green bamboo and rose through the air.

"Want to escape?"

Lu Tong had already seen the flow of mana in advance.

He swung his claws and threw a black cloud, thunder and fire raged, and the bamboo shadow outside the monk's body collapsed, and his speed dropped suddenly.

Lu Tong chased after him, stretched out his claws, and clouds and mist rose from his arms, as if tearing apart the world.

"Ding!"

The green-shirted monk held the dragon's claws with his sword and shouted, "Who are you!"

Lu Tong grinned his lower lip, put his five fingers together to pinch the bamboo sword, and said, "You don't want me anymore?"

After the last word fell, a ball of red light lit up in the mouth, and the hot flame burst out along with the lingering sound.

The blue-shirted monk flipped his hands and took out a shield, and the next moment, he flew upside down with the shield.

"you……"

The monk in blue was lying on the ground, holding a half-broken shield in his left hand. His right face, right shoulder, right chest, and right arm had already been charred, and some tender red blood was exposed underneath.

Lu Tong stretched out his dragon claws, raised the blue-clothed monk, and said, "What's your name?"

"Yu Zhi..."

The voice was weak, and the last word was slurred.

Lu Tong blew out a mouthful of mana, wrapped it around the scorched neck of the monk in blue shirt, and said, "What's it called?"

After the murder, you still have to ask for credit.

I don't even know the name, and if I encounter a villain when asking for credit, my work may be in vain.

"Yu Zhi...Hui!"

The monk in green shirt suddenly widened his only remaining one eye, and the next moment, when he lowered his head, the last look of light in his eyes dissipated in an instant.

Lu Tong looked at his chest.

A bamboo sword was pierced on the scales.

The bamboo sword is one foot long, and the whole body is black. The bamboo handle and bamboo body exude a smell like rotten trees.

"Unfortunately, it's too weak..."

He swung the dragon claw, and the head in front of him exploded, turning into a handful of bone fragments, blood, and blood mist.

Put away bamboo swords, storage magic weapons, etc.

Lu Tong walked down and killed the other five people one by one. A metal-like roar came from a distance: "Who are you?"

The yellow wind is blowing.

The flying boat in the wind also approached together, and a ghost stood in the thick black mist.

The whole body is covered with iron armor, with four legs and the body of a lion.In front of him was a figure with an upper body, holding a long gun in both hands.In the back is a figure with an upper body, holding a chain with both hands.

Lu Tong looked up and slowly rose to the sky.

"Iron Lion, are you here to die too?"

Iron Lion, one of the five most powerful subordinates under the command of the Three Kings.

This was the first time Lu Tong saw it with his own eyes, but he had heard the name many times when he was in Huaizhu City.

"Brother Long, shall we keep this beast together?"

Donghaizong's whale boat also arrived together.

A female nun stepped out of the boat, holding a small bowl in her hand, and there was a sound of water waves as she walked.

Ling Tao also stepped on the jade plate and flew away with the accompanying disciples.

Lu Tong was about to agree.

"when!"

There was a loud noise in the distance, and the yellow wind broke away in an instant.

"Ding!"

There was also a crisp sound in the direction of Donghaizong, and a deep voice came out: "Old loach, want to shed another layer of skin?"

No one responded.

"I remember you."

The iron lion led the people back directly.

Lu Tong narrowed his eyes and said, "Just let him go?"

"The fog ghost is hard to kill, and it won't be able to take it down after a few rounds. When the Nascent Soul Realm comes, it will end like this."

After the female cultivator finished speaking, she cupped her hands and said, "The Donghai sect is magnificent, I have met fellow Taoists!"

Lu Tong nodded, turned around and fled away, leaving Donghaizong and Donghaizong with puzzled faces behind.

"Who is he?"

"I don't know, I just say it's from the south."

……

Among the barren mountains, in a bare cave.

Lu Tong took out a gold book.

The booklet that recorded the "Meal Qi Method" was one finger thick and had twelve pages in total. On it, countless twisted lines flickered and turned into words.

He turned a page and poured mana into it, and the lines on it changed rapidly.

From the method of "Meal Qi Method", it became the ins and outs of killing Xiao Youzong's disciple before.

After giving credit, continue to "write down" the identity of Tong's family, the layout of the ghost town, and future plans.

After a long time.

Lu Tong looked at the gold paper covered with small characters, exhaled lightly, and tore off this non-paper and non-leather page.

The golden paper lit up with a layer of light, and continued to devour mana. The paper gradually dissipated, leaving only scattered words, and after a few breaths, the words disappeared one by one, like sparks extinguished.

"One."

He opened the booklet, looked at the remaining eleven pages, and had a vague feeling in his heart: when the remaining eleven pages are used up, maybe he can get a chance to break through the Nascent Soul.

in the valley.

He Fang waited outside the stone house, and asked, "Master, have you gained anything from this trip?"

Lu Tong sighed, pursed his lips, looked a little scared, but also a little annoyed, and said, "I saw a dragon."

"what?"

He swallowed his throat, and said in a deep voice: "I heard the movement of the fight, and I wanted to help, but I saw a dragon killing several disciples of Xiao Youzong."

"Master didn't make a move?"

Lu Tong shook his head slowly, and said: "No. My strength is not as good as Xiao Youzong's formation, let alone that dragon. If I make a move, I probably won't be able to escape."

"Master, don't be discouraged. The dragon is born with a different species, and its supernatural powers are far superior to monks. It is very normal to lose to this beast."

He Fang comforted him, took out a small wooden box, and said: "With the support of the Pan family, as long as the master accumulates a lot, sooner or later he will surpass it."

Lu Tong was very surprised, he didn't expect to find an excuse casually, and got another elixir.

He took the wooden box, blinked his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "What I lack is not only the cold and heat magic pill, when will the Pan family support me?"

"status."

"what?"

"The master was the master of the ghost division before, and now he is also the master of the ghost division. Although he has arrived in the mortal world, his status has not changed at all. The Pan family is not a one-man family. There is no convincing reason, and there is no way to increase support."

Lu Tong took a deep breath and said, "Could it be possible to become a ghost king?"

"Of course not. Status is not just about fame. Higher cultivation, stronger strength, and more subordinates can also improve your status. Don't worry, master, the opportunity is not far away."

"Where?"

He looked at He Fang.

He Fang smiled, pointed to the granary not far away, and said: "Gushui Town. The old servant has already agreed with Tong Jia, Mang Yi and others. After taking this city, the property in the city will belong to them, and all the captured monks will belong to us." .”

"Cultivator?"

Lu Tong whispered for a while, his heart moved slightly, and said: "Turn people into ghosts and take them for your own use?"

"Not bad, what do you think, master?"

The two looked at each other.

Lu Tong paused for a moment, then slowly grinned, and said, "Hefang, it's better for the Pan family to send you here than to send a dragon!"

……

"How many kilograms in total?"

Inside the formation, Lu Tong, He Fang, and a fat-faced monk stood together.

He Fang took the account book and said, "Thirty-five thousand catties of golden millet, seven thousand and eighty-three catties of beans, and nine thousand one hundred and eighty catties of flour vines."

Golden millet yields about [-] jin per mu.

Bean vines can produce [-] catties of beans and [-] catties of vines per mu.

Bean vines that grow in caves produce unpalatable beans, and the vines are even more difficult to eat.

Lu Tong only kept more than 2000 catties of golden millet.

"What do you want? Orbs or pills, or magic weapons."

Lingzhu, the orb that gathers spiritual energy.

Ever since gold and silver were abolished, pills were often in short supply, and people had to find other things to replace pills in private, and Lingzhu was one of them.

Lu Tong didn't speak.

He Fang waited for a while and said, "Lingzhu, we don't lack food."

The fat-faced monk nodded, did some calculations, and said, "How about one hundred white shell pearls and five black eyes?"

"A little bit."

He Fang shook his head slightly.

Lu Tong didn't know the prices of these things at all, and stood by with his eyes downcast, without saying a word.

The fat-faced monk also shook his head and said, "That's enough. This year, the ghost town has a few more people. It's several times more difficult to pick pearls than before."

He Fang showed some smiles and said, "No matter how expensive pearls are, they are not worth as much as food, right?"

A moment of silence.

The fat-faced monk said: "Add ten pearls at most, this is not where your family sells food."

"It's not just a small Zhushui town who buys grain."

"The highest price, plus a black eye."

"No delivery."

The two looked at each other, and the fat-faced monk looked at Lu Tong and said, "Senior, our price is definitely higher than other small cities."

Lu Tong raised his lower eyelids, turned and left directly.

He Fang smiled even more, as if provocative, shook his head twice, and said: "We have the final say on how much to sell. The price is two hundred white shell pearls and ten black eyes."

The fat-faced monk's eyes turned cold, seeing Lu Tong enter the stone house, he whispered: "Fellow Daoist, enough is enough, you must know that all the small cities are under Donghaizong's command."

He Fang didn't seem to hear the threat, and said: "By the way, there is no credit."

"Okay, wait, I'll see if you can sell it!"

The fat-faced monk turned and left.

"Fellow Daoist, walk slowly."

He Fang watched the fat-faced monk go away, sat on a chair, and waited for the next harvester to come.

a few days later.

Lu Tong sat cross-legged on the stone bed, holding a book and carefully flipping through it.

Reading books is comparable to practicing spiritual practice. Of the thousands of books left by Shang Tao, I read more than 40 of them after reading them one after another for more than a year.

"master."

"Come in."

He Fang entered the room and said, "We're done talking. One hundred white shell pearls, five black eyes, and all the bits of beans and noodle vines were wiped off and sold to Gushui Town."

Lu Tong put down the book, shook his head with a smile, and said, "I've been waiting for a price for a long time, why did you still fold in a few hundred catties?"

"The people from Zhushui Xiaocheng reported to the Donghai Sect, and they set a death price. The old servant pretended to be angry and rejected the people from Zhushui Xiaocheng."

He nodded and said, "Can I enter the city?"

"can."

He Fang took out a paper talisman, handed it over and said, "But you can only stay for an hour. People from Gushui Town are waiting outside, and will follow the master after entering the city."

Lu Tong held the paper talisman, frowned, and said, "What can one hour do?"

"Master, don't worry, this time it's one hour, next time it can be two hours. The golden millet can be cooked twice, and the third time is the time to make a move."

He stretched his brows, and thought to himself: "Stay safe every step of the way, what an old fox."

He Fang handed over two boxes of Lingzhu.

"The people from Gushui Town asked the master what he was doing when he came to the city. I said that the mountains are dull, and the master wants to go to the city to relax. After the master enters, remember to go to the lively place, so as not to arouse suspicion."

"understood."

……

Rays of light, like fog, like clouds, like sunset clouds, hang down and float in front of my eyes.

Lu Tong waved his hand to embrace a yellow light, and suddenly his hand sank, as if he had fallen into a quagmire.

The three true lingering and releasing tribulation formations emit thousands of yellow, white, and green lights. The formation is so powerful that even the real Nascent Soul can be trapped.

"Senior, offended."

A young cultivator waved the three-color wishful to disperse the yellow light, and said: "The Immortal Chief has an order that no one is allowed to touch the formation intentionally, so as not to waste the spiritual energy in vain."

"Understood, let's go to the city."

"Yes."

The small town of Gushui is so small that it is almost equivalent to a larger town.

There is a three-color spring in the center of the city.

Lu Tong glanced at it, looked away, and said, "Where is there a beauty?"

He didn't know where the most lively place was.

But as long as there are beauties, it will definitely not be deserted.Without beauties, no matter how lively the place is, it will be full of nonsense.

"Sacrificial building."

Lu Tong grinned and said, "That's a good name, let's go, today I will sacrifice my life to accompany the beauty!"

(End of this chapter)