mortal mortal cultivator

278 Three Years
Spring to autumn, cold to summer.

The sky wind of Chaotic Star Sea came several times again, which brought a lot of troubles to the humans in Chaotic Star Sea.

On this day, in the refining room in Lu Yunze's cave, a pair of eyes suddenly opened in the darkness, with dazzling five-color aura faintly shining.

Lu Yunze slowly raised his body, stretched out his right hand, and a stone-shaped magic weapon covered with ancient seals of different colors appeared in his palm.

"...Three years."

Lu Yunze put away the Zhenling Monument, his eyes flickered with aura, and he couldn't see it clearly.

His ability to perceive time has declined so much that he is now completely unable to judge the passage of time.

Luckily, Lu Yunze came up with an idea, using the Five Elements Belt to automatically supply energy, cultivate magic weapons with pill fire in the dantian, and use the increase in the power of magic weapons to judge how long he has passed.

It can be considered to kill two birds with one stone.

After a while, Lu Yunze slowly got up, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go, let those bastards outside see how good you are! Hahaha..." Lu Yunze looked up to the sky and laughed.Behind him, a huge white body was hidden in the darkness, exuding a powerful spiritual pressure that was almost as powerful as that of a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul.

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A moment later, a streak of five-color spiritual light shot up into the sky, streaked across the sky like a shooting star, and landed directly in front of Fangshi in Tianxing City.

Such ostentatious behavior naturally attracted the dissatisfaction of many people, but most of them turned their heads when they saw the undisguised alchemy stage cultivation on him, as if they didn't see anything.

There were only a few monks who also had alchemy cultivation bases left, glaring at Lu Yunze there.

Lu Yunze didn't bother to pay attention to them, and his powerful spiritual consciousness spread instantly.

Sure enough, shortly after he appeared here, familiar auras began to appear around him.

"It's been three years, and you still haven't given up. You guys are really persistent." Lu Yunze sneered, a stern murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and he walked straight into the market swaggeringly.

Lu Yunze first went straight to the Fengle Auction House, but unfortunately, Zhou Qingyuan received a mission from the top level of the Fengle League not long ago, and is currently not in the Sky Star City.

He had no choice but to stroll around the market alone, bought some relatively novel gadgets, and then walked to the teahouse opposite Baiyulou, ordered a pot of spiritual tea, and drank it for several hours.

It wasn't until the sun set to the west that Lu Yunze frowned suddenly, and turned into five-color light and walked away.

In the square market, several alchemy cultivators who were concealed looked at each other, and stayed where they were in tacit understanding, and had no intention of coming out with him at all.

"Tsk! Be careful enough." Lu Yunze rolled his eyes in the blinding light, and flew straight towards the upper layer of the holy mountain.

At the same time, on the holy mountain.

In a certain hall, Zhao Yichuan's face was pale, his whole body drenched in blood, and he was firmly pressed to the ground by several strange monks whose whole bodies were like metal, unable to move a single inch.

Bi Ruxi stood aside, her whole body surging with spiritual energy, her eyes were almost bleeding.

"Zhao Yichuan attacked his colleagues, made insulting remarks, and even insulted Xinggong's law enforcement. The evidence for this matter is conclusive. What else do you have to say?"

A thin old man in the middle stage of alchemy stood in the middle of the hall, his face was facing Zhao Yichuan, but his eyes were looking at Bi Ruxi, with a faint sneer hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Bi Ruxi took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging anger in her heart.

If it was before, he would have crushed this bastard long ago, but now it is different, not to mention that the wealth and life of his three brothers and sisters are all in the hands of others, just...

Bi Ruxi glanced at the middle-aged monk at the top of the hall, and her heart fell directly to the bottom of the valley.

It's just that the two alchemy cultivators disagreed and fought with each other.It actually attracted all the elders of Yuanying from Xinggong.

If there is no ghost in this matter, he will be the first to not believe it!
But what is this for?Could it be that they couldn't tolerate the three of them?
No matter how Bi Ruxi thought about it, she couldn't understand it, and she just stayed where she was.

Seeing this, the skinny old man sneered, turned around and gave a deep salute to the middle-aged monk.

"Uncle Xun, it seems that Zhao Yichuan has nothing to say, please tell me how to deal with this person?"

The middle-aged monk who had been closing his eyes to meditate slowly opened his eyes. There was no sadness or joy in his eyes, and he could not see the slightest emotion.

Under the gaze of this gaze, the thin old man swallowed uncontrollably, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

Is this thing really complicated?
It's really not that complicated.

It was nothing more than two powerful deacons who fell from the sky and accidentally robbed other people's cakes, inserting a foot in the internal forces of the star palace that had been cleanly divided.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have disappeared without a clue at this time, and it would not even be possible to make a fuss in front of an elder at the Nascent Soul level.

It's just that these two people are unusual, and you don't need to ask about their background, cultivation base and strength. The key is the person who put them in!

The middle-aged monk himself was inside the star palace, and he was one of the few who knew the real identity of that person. He had to think a little more about whether this move was his own intention, or...the intention of those two.

If it's the former, it's just that young people are ignorant, and it's okay to talk back, and it's not a shame to share some of the benefits.

But if it is the latter, then the middle-aged monk must consider his retreat.

But he never expected that the people below could not hold back before they found out what was going on here.

Zhao Yichuan and Bi Ruxi, the existence of these two people directly affected the distribution of interests of the people below.

Cutting off people's wealth is like killing their parents. How could they not be hated?
As a result, the mess became what it is now, and the middle-aged monk himself didn't know how to end it.

Looking at the restless old man in front of him, the middle-aged monk sighed slightly.

He also knew that this kind of thing could not be done by the subordinates without permission, they didn't have the guts.

Probably someone gave them some hints, deliberately asking them to trouble the two of them.

"Junior Brother Yun, you are looking for your own death!" The middle-aged monk sighed sadly in his heart, but on the surface, there was no trace of it, and he still looked like an ancient well without waves.

"Uncle Xun..." The skinny old man swallowed with some anxiety.

The middle-aged monk waved his hand and said expressionlessly: "Zhao Yichuan and Feng Kai, the two were fighting in the Holy Mountain and hurt their colleagues. Go and get a hundred thunder whips."

"This matter, let's stop here."

After the middle-aged monk finished speaking, regardless of the different expressions of several people, he stood up expressionlessly.

At this moment, a neutral voice, regardless of gender, suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Deacon Ling Yuling, please see Elder Xun."

(End of this chapter)