Half-demon Raising Immortals

Shower breaks.

A few cloudy clouds remained in the sky, and the scorching sun passed through the gaps of the cloudy clouds. For a while, some places were cloudy and some places were sunny.

Shouts sounded from a piece of chaotic reef.

"The water demon has escaped!"

"Return!"

A white tiger with wings was standing on a high rock, its left leg was broken and most of its left wing was torn off.

A middle-aged female cultivator walked to the side, cupped her hands and said, "Thank you, Secretary Wei, for coming to the rescue!"

"Fellow Daoist, you are being polite. We are both monks in the underworld, so we should help each other."

Lu Tong looked into the distance, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know how many fellow Taoists will be lost this time."

The middle-aged female cultivator had some fear in her heart, took out a bottle of elixir, and handed it over: "The chief's injury this time is because of Fengyizong, please accept this bottle of elixir, otherwise Nuanqing will feel uneasy!"

Lu Tong didn't refuse, used the little mana left, and opened his mouth to swallow the elixir.

"Wei has little knowledge and has never heard of the Fengyi Sect before. How dare you ask where the noble sect is established?"

"Xiaomen Xiaozong borrowed a mountain to live in Yugong Mountain."

Lu Tong's heart moved slightly.

Yugong Mountain, a group of mountains in the depths of Xiangshan Mansion.

There are many anomalies in the mountain, and the spiritual energy can be seen with the naked eye. They gather together like spiritual fish. The sect that can open the mountain there cannot be a small family.

"It turned out to be monk Yugongshan. It seems that even if Wei doesn't come, fellow Taoists and his party are safe and sound."

Nuan Qing sighed, shook her head and said, "If it wasn't for the help of the chief, we would have already..."

"Elder!"

"Elder!"

A call came from afar.

The two turned their heads to look.

A figure gradually approached, and Lu Tong couldn't help feeling agitated when he saw the face of the person coming.

Jiaheng, another Jindan monk of Yifazong.

"Elder!"

Jiaheng gradually approached, and shouted from a distance: "Have you ever met Elder Xinchen of Yi Fazong!"

After speaking, seeing the winged white tiger, he froze in place for an instant, and after a breath, he shouted loudly: "Master Si!"

Lu Tong asked, "The elder is gone?"

Jiaheng landed on the reef, he didn't care about politeness, and said anxiously: "The elder was besieged by a big monster, and he had disappeared when I arrived with people, please help me find it together."

Lu Tong took a breath, looked at Nuan Qing and sighed softly.

"Master!"

"Fellow Daoist Nuanqing!"

Nuan Qing also sighed, and said, "Elder Xin Chen was besieged by several monsters?"

"two."

"Fortunately, with the strength of the elders, one against two may not be lifeless, we..."

"Correct!"

Jiaheng was very flustered, and when he heard that there was still life, he immediately responded loudly, as if he had found the backbone.

Nuan Qing's expression darkened, and he continued: "This place is not safe yet, let's leave this place first, and then arrange disciples to search carefully."

"Yes, fellow daoists, please send Fengyi Sect disciples to look for the elder together."

Nuanqing's expression changed slightly.

Fengyizong survived this catastrophe by luck, but the disciples were killed and injured, and those who survived were exhausted physically and mentally, and they had no energy to help others in a short time.

Lu Tongtong: "The elder was besieged near Datangkou where he usually patrols?"

"Yes, it's there."

He took two steps and said, "Fellow Daoist Nuanqing, take the disciples back first, and leave Yifazong to me."...

"There is a boss."

……

Datangkou was originally an estuary, but later the river was diverted, leaving only a dry riverbed.

Now the riverbed is full of silt, reefs, aquatic plants, etc., and hundreds of corpses, skeletons, etc. lie on many debris.

"Sire, this is the place."

"it is good."

Lu Tong landed next to a corpse.

This is the third time I've been here in just one day.Before a stick of incense, he returned here to clean up the traces, and encountered a large group of water monsters gnawing on the corpses of green-tailed water monkeys and scaled wolves.

Jiaheng stood beside him, flustered, and murmured in a low voice: "The elder has profound mana, he must be safe and sound, just two big monsters..."

A Foundation Establishment disciple in five-flowered armor walked forward, glanced at Jiaheng, bowed to Lu Tong, and said, "Master, a total of 130 pieces of Jinshan Pagoda were found."

After speaking, he handed over a box of large and small dark gold fragments.

Lu Tong glanced at it and said, "Is the Jinshan Pagoda the magic weapon of Elder Xin Chen?"

"Yes, if it weren't for the protection of the Jinshan Tower, we would have no chance to escape."

The Foundation Establishment disciple gritted his teeth and said in a painful voice, "If the elder hadn't given up his life to protect us, we would have died at the mouth of monsters long ago! We have brought the elder into trouble."

Lu Tong glanced at Jiaheng, and then at the disciple who established the foundation.

With a round head and a fleshy nose, it looks familiar. It seems that I have seen it under the golden pagoda not long ago.

"What is your name?"

"Wang Jiefeng."

"Jiefeng, it's not safe here, take them back. We're here to stay."

"Yes."

Wang Jiefeng saluted, then turned around after two steps back, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Master!"

Time passed quietly.

The dark clouds have completely dispersed, and the sky is so blue that there is no trace of variegation.

Under the scorching sun, Lu Tong stood for half an hour and said, "Let's go."

"what?"

Jiaheng looked a little dazed.

Lu Tong glanced at it, turned around and walked back, saying: "Jiaheng, the lives of nearly a hundred disciples of Yi Fazong are all on your shoulders, can you afford it?"

Jiaheng opened his mouth, his mind went blank.

……

Xiangzhou, in a small two-story building.

Lu Tong holds a black gourd and throws out a large cloud of black mist. Hundreds of fog ghosts dive into the mist, devour them, and compete with each other for the ghosts.

Fei Yinglin sat aside, her face full of fear.

"Brother, more than 500 lives were lost this time, and four of the Golden Core cultivators died. Fortunately, Senior Brother Xiao protected me and escaped the catastrophe."

Lu Tong's mana moved a little, and a large cloud of black mist was sent into Xiao Mu's mouth.

"Thank you, Master!"

He ignored it and asked, "How's your harvest recently?"

The fear on Fei Yinglin's face dissipated, she grinned and said, "I hijacked a ship!"

"Oh?"

"Cultivator Xianchuan, there is not enough food on the boat. They secretly went to the distance to fish for algae, and I caught them! There were three people on the boat, one for foundation building and two for Qi training. Brother Xiao helped capture the foundation building environment, and I committed suicide I killed two people, and one of them kowtowed and begged for mercy, saying that he only asked for a bite of food, and there were five people in the family..."

Fei Yinglin's voice became smaller and smaller, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and finally she lowered her head and said nothing.

Lu Tong knew what he was thinking.

The weak eat the strong.

Everyone knows it, but not everyone is up for it. …

He was born as a half-demon, and he narrowly escaped death on Qiancao Mountain. He has long understood that he either eats others or is eaten by others.

But Fei Yinglin is different.

Life in Xiangshan Mansion is stable, and they will not die of starvation if they eat less. They have not yet realized that the words "the strong eat the weak" are not only about money and cultivation, but also determine life and death.

"Go back and rest."

"Ah."

Feeling lost, Fei Yinglin got up and left.

The room was silent.

There was only a large black mist rising, one by one ghosts crawled in and out, making the slight sound of sucking wind.

"Where's Hongying?"

"Still in Fayuan Mountain."

"As soon as she comes out, let her come to see me immediately."

"Yes."

……

Stay in the ghost town for three days.

After meeting Mang Yi, Tong Jingwei and others one by one, they quickly decided on a plan to break through the small town of Gushui: cooperate with the inside and the outside.

The two were outside, leading the Xiangzhou to attack the city, and led away the Nascent Soul monks in the city; Lu Tong was inside, looking for an opportunity to destroy the formation.

night.

Lu Tong was sitting on the ground, beside a white tiger with wings lying on its stomach, it was performing "Jiuchuan Blood Alchemy Kungfu" to sacrifice its blood body.

Xiqin's voice sounded outside the door: "Master, someone is visiting."

"Who?"

"Yi Fazong, Wang Jiefeng."

"Bring it in."

Lu Tong went to practice.

Wang Jiefeng walked into the door, bowed his hands deeply, and said: "Please take me in, sir!"

Lu Tong raised his eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

Wang Jiefeng kept his head buried, and said in a deep voice: "Jiaheng has taken refuge in Mangyi. When I receive the order, I will immediately go to Xiaotou Mountain to guard the ghost cave."

Xiaotou Mountain, the original handover zone, has just been conquered for less than half a year.

The monks of the Donghai Sect often attack, and stationing here is a hundred times more dangerous than patrolling the shore of the lake.

A wry smile appeared on Lu Tong's face.

That day, he deliberately alerted Jiaheng to make Jiaheng ask for help, and he naturally took him under his command.

Unexpectedly, he turned around and joined Mang Yi.

He looked Wang Jiefeng up and down, and said, "You don't want to go?"

"The disciple is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to be reduced to someone else's pawn and die for no reason."

"Humph."

Lu Tong smiled lightly, and said, "Who is not a pawn in the ghost city? You are a little monk in the foundation building, do you still want to play chess?"

"Disciple dare not!"

Wang Jiefeng lowered his head a little more, and said: "I am willing to die for the sect! I am willing to die for Mang Yi, and I forgive my disciple for not obeying!"

Lu Tong thought for a while, then said quietly: "What about me?"

Wang Jiefeng fell to his knees immediately, with his forehead pressed against the ground, and said loudly: "This subordinate is willing to serve the master! I only hope that the master will take pity on Yi Fazong!"

Lu Tong got up and walked a few steps, standing in front of the head.

"look up."

Wang Jiefeng immediately raised his head, his fleshy nose was covered with beads of sweat.

"How many of you are there?"

"73 people."

Lu Tong was a little surprised.

A total of 80 people from Yifazong's trip, more than a dozen died in the past half a year, and there are still more than [-] people left.

Wang Jiefeng had more people than Jiaheng.

"Yes, I accept it."

"Subordinates pay respects to the boss!"

Wang Jiefeng lowered his head again, his forehead hit the ground heavily, splashing a few drops of sweat.

"Get up."

"Yes."…

Lu Tong turned around and sat next to the blood body, and began to think about how to arrange these subordinates.

Wang Jiefeng waited for two breaths, and said: "Master, Mang ordered me to leave for Xiaotou Mountain at noon tomorrow."

"It's okay."

Lu Tong thought for a moment, a light flashed in his eyes.

"Go back and gather other disciples first, and follow me to meet someone tomorrow morning."

"Yes!"

the next day.

Lu Tong and Wang Jiefeng stood outside a wooden house, and after waiting for nearly half an hour, a black-robed figure finally flew from outside the ghost town.

Lu Tong shook his head and smiled, "Fellow Daoist really made me wait."

"what's up?"

Tong Jingwei's voice was indifferent.

Lu Tong was about to speak.

Tong Jingwei immediately said: "Go in and tell me, you come in alone."

"it is good."

In the room, the two sat down separately.

Tong Jingwei said directly: "Just this once, don't bring any strangers to see me next time."

"understood."

Lu Tong felt a little admired.

Tong Jingwei is far more cautious than him as an inside thief. Unfortunately, Gu Xian knew the identity of Tong's family long ago, but he hasn't made a move yet.

"Say something quickly, I only have a stick of incense time."

Lu Tong restrained his thoughts and said, "I want to trouble the Tong family and help me arrange dozens of monks."

"What monk?"

"Disciple of Yifa Sect, the leader is outside the door."

Tong Jingwei didn't take off his veil all the time, and couldn't see his expression, he said, "What do you want to do?"

"Keep them alive."

Tong Jingwei remained silent.

Lu Tong continued to explain: "Three days ago, an elder of Yi Fazong died, and now he is sent to the place of handover. I have friendship with the dead elder, and I want to save some incense for him."

"what is the benefit?"

"what would you like?"

Tong Jingwei fell into silence again, and after a long time, he said in a deep voice, "Help me send two people into Xiangshan Mansion, and then settle them down."

Lu Tong's eyes moved slightly.

"The Tong family?"

"Correct."

"can."

Lu Tong responded immediately, and after speaking, his heart moved a little, and he continued: "Send them to Yifazong, how about it?"

"Okay, leave your people to the Tong family."

"How are you going to house them?"

"The Tong family set up a Beppu in the barren hills. There are mountains, fields, martial arts grounds, etc. inside. Some of the Tong family members were resettled, and they were also resettled there. How?"

"can."

After the two discussed the matter of sending someone away.

Lu Tong walked out of the room and flew towards the elephant boat in the sky with Wang Jiefeng.

"Jie Feng."

"Subordinates are here."

"Just now that person will take you to Tong's Beppu. After you go, make friends with Tong's children."

"Yes."

"Remember, treat the Tong family as your own."

"Yes."

……

Breeze blows.

The fragrance of wheat bursts.

Lu Tong bathed in the sun, looking at the pale yellow millet seedlings all over the mountain, his face was calm, but his heart was very anxious.

The millet seedlings are beginning to be stained with gold.

It will be harvested in more than a month, and it is time for the agreed siege time.

But Gu Xian has not responded yet.

The second "Letter of Merit" has already been sent out, and the letter repeatedly asked how to act next.

But there has been no response.

He was a little worried that if he continued like this, if he really captured the small town of Gushui, would he record a "big demerit".

He Fangluo was not far away, holding a bamboo basket in his hand.

Lu Tong glanced at it, shook his head and said with a smile, "What else did you give?"

"A basket of green peaches, said to be freshly ripened in a formation a hundred miles away, bring it to the master for a taste."

He Fang washed three green peaches and sent them to the recliner.

Lu Tong picked up a peach and threw it to He Fang, and took a bite of another, his mouth was full of juice.

Slightly sour, slightly sweet, very refreshing.

"good."

He Fang held the peach and said, "Master, Xiang Gaokong has been here 39 times. The old servant thinks, if what you ask is not too much, can you help him once."

Lu Tong bit off the peach pit and spat it out into the field.

"I can't see that you have a soft heart."

"Blooming and bearing fruit, running back and forth forty times, at least one fruit should be produced."

He Fang looked at Tao Zi and sighed softly.

Lu Tong glanced at it, saw the loneliness in He Fang's eyes, and swallowed the remaining peaches in one gulp.

"If all the flowers bear fruit, wouldn't the tree be crushed? Xiang Gaokong has other uses for me. Since I took the initiative to deliver it to my door, it's not in vain."

"The old servant overstepped."

"Hongying hasn't gone down the mountain yet?"

"No."

"You go to Fayuan Mountain and bring her here, and tell the three kings that I will use her to destroy the city."

"Yes."