Longevity, starting from raising chickens

Chapter 228 List
"Senior Brother Feng!"

"Master!"

Water mist fell slowly in midair.

A group of Returning Wind Valley disciples who came following the sound were limited by the second air-forbidden talisman and had to run on the ground, so they could barely arrive at this moment.

But he saw the middle-aged monk with a round face standing alone in mid-air, his face stunned, and there were no other monks around him.

The monks were suddenly puzzled.

And the middle-aged round-faced monk seemed to wake up from a dream, and waved his hand.

All the monks felt their bodies loosen, and the invisible force pressing on them dissipated instantly.

"Senior Brother Feng, where's that casual cultivator just now?"

The long-faced monk took the initiative to fly up and asked.

"he's gone."

The middle-aged round-faced monk had a dignified expression. Hearing what the long-faced monk said, he shook his head slightly and said:
"This person may not be a casual cultivator. We just fought against each other. If he hadn't been in a hurry to leave, I'm afraid I wouldn't be his opponent. His strength is strong and his skills are exquisite. Among the three sects, there are only a handful of people who can beat him .”

"what?!"

The long-faced monk was startled.

This Senior Brother Feng is already among the most powerful of the five Jindan Daoist people in Huifeng Valley.

If he dares to say that, he is probably already [-] to [-]% sure.

The long-faced monk suddenly looked vigilant and thoughtful:
"At the sensitive moment when the second-rank alchemist of Baidanhui disappeared, this person appeared strangely around here. Could it be that he is..."

To his surprise, cultivator Feng surnamed him immediately denied his idea:
"This person's breath is strange, but his strength is astonishing. Most likely he just passed by and met by chance."

"Besides, if this person really did it, how dare he expose it under our noses."

"That's true."

The long-faced monk thought for a while, nodded immediately, and immediately suggested:
"Then let's report this person's situation to the elders, and then go back and interrogate him. These casual cultivators are very cunning, and the disciples who are interrogating have to interrogate them carefully."

However, to the surprise of the long-faced monk again, the monk surnamed Feng waved his hand and said:

"That's unnecessary. There's no need to bother the elder for an irrelevant person."

"But, after all, this person is..."

The long-faced monk showed hesitation.

When the monk surnamed Feng saw this, his complexion sank, and he looked at the long-faced monk indifferently:

"Junior brother Yin is teaching me how to do things?"

The long-faced monk's heart tightened suddenly, and he quickly bowed and saluted:
"Don't dare, it's the junior brother who overstepped."

Only then did the monk surnamed Feng look away.

Immediately, with a flick of his sleeves, he controlled the flying magic weapon and flew towards the gathering place of casual cultivators.

The crowd followed.

After flying for a while, I saw the young disciple who was fled in embarrassment after being beaten by the majestic monk, with a flattering smile on his handsome face, he greeted him from below:
"Uncle, those rogue cultivators have recruited and confessed a few places where rogue cultivators often gather..."

The monk surnamed Feng glanced at him lightly when he heard the words, no emotion could be seen on his face.

The young disciple didn't take it seriously, he was well aware of the tempers of these uncles, Uncle Yin was protective of his weaknesses, while Uncle Feng was arrogant and cruel.

"Take us to see."

Seeing that the monk surnamed Feng did not speak, the long-faced monk immediately whispered aside.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

The young disciple immediately led the way.

The casual cultivators around stood on both sides one by one, staring at the young disciple with dark and resentful eyes.

The young disciple noticed the gazes around him, and instead of being afraid, he stared back with a sneer.

As for these bugs in the gutter, no matter how powerful they are, as soon as the masters and uncles in the sect arrive, they will immediately turn into chickens and dogs, vulnerable to a single blow.

Not as strong as the majestic monk just now.

But when he thought of the majestic monk just now, the young disciple couldn't help feeling a little resentment and anger in his heart.

This damn casual cultivator made him lose face in front of his uncles and peers!

If he hadn't died shortly after being wounded by Master Yin just now, he would have had to torture him a lot.

But thinking of the other party leaving behind a weak Taoist companion, and thinking of the other party's pear blossoms and rain, the young disciple's lower abdomen suddenly raised a trace of evil fire.

"Don't worry, I'll be busy later..."

He suppressed the urgency in his heart.

Soon, everyone came to a casual repair house that was temporarily used as an interrogation office.

The original owner of this casual repair house must have spent a lot of thought on this. A string of white bells like wind chimes hangs under the eaves of the house. It seems that there are small spells attached to them. Whenever someone approaches, these The white bells swayed in the wind, crisp and melodious.

But when the monk surnamed Feng and others approached the house, accompanied by the melodious sound of white bells, there were painful howls from inside the house.

The long-faced monk's complexion suddenly sank, and he glanced coldly at the young disciple.

Most of Huifenggu's exercises don't care about the difference between good and evil, but they have always advertised themselves as the orthodox sect.

This kind of behavior has lowered Huifenggu's face for nothing.

The young disciple was busy trying to curry favor with the monk named Feng, so he didn't notice this at all, and pushed open the door excitedly.

Cultivator surnamed Feng walked in with a still indifferent face.

It was an extremely bloody scene.

The few monks who were targeted by him just now have their limbs separated one by one, and even ten fingers have been taken off one by one.

However, due to the strong vitality of the monk, even if only half of his body is left, without any vital injuries, his mind has never been sober.

And their mana is banned, so they can't cut off the five senses. In this way, the pain is far beyond the limit of pain that ordinary people can feel.

Killer nodded his head, seeing this scene, even the long-faced cultivator couldn't bear it anymore, and was about to speak angrily.

But suddenly he heard the monk surnamed Feng slightly nod his head:
"Good job."

The young disciple froze for a moment when he heard the words, and immediately felt ecstatic in his heart.

On his face, he said humbly:

"It all depends on the master's cultivation."

Immediately, he told all the information confessed by the casual cultivators, and finally said with regret:
"It's a pity that we still don't know who robbed those Tier [-] alchemists."

"It's okay."

The monk surnamed Feng didn't seem to care, but a rare smile appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the long-faced monk felt dissatisfied, but he could only suppress it.

In front of Senior Brother Feng, he didn't dare to do anything wrong.

After being praised by the monk surnamed Feng, the young disciple was overjoyed.

This Master Feng has a very high status in the sect. Under the Golden Core, there are few people who can match him, and he holds real power. If he can be valued by him, not only will he have many conveniences in doing things, but I am afraid that there will be many benefits.

Maybe, he also has the hope to taste the taste of those foundation-establishing female casual cultivators...

At this moment, he suddenly heard the monk surnamed Feng say coldly:
"Junior Brother Yin, Yu Xi is a vicious man with vicious methods and impure thoughts. He does not seem to be a practitioner. It is up to you to abolish his cultivation and expel him from the sect."

Yu Xi?

This, isn't this my name?
The young disciple was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that he had heard wrongly, and quickly raised his head, only to see that the smile on Master Feng's face was still there, and the eyes that looked at him were no longer warm.

In an instant, he fell into an ice cave!
And the disciples of Returning Wind Valley all around were also full of astonishment.

Didn't you still praise people just now?How to turn around and destroy people?
The long-faced cultivator was also startled when he heard the words, and immediately reacted, and said quickly:

"Senior brother, no! Yu Xi is just a child at heart, and making a small mistake is of no importance. Didn't we all come here at the beginning..."

"Hmph! Junior brother is confused! One moment and another moment!"

"Before Guzhu came, he said that the Alchemist was robbed this time, most likely one of the Xuli Sect and the Tanlong Sect took action. Our Huifeng Valley is not as powerful as the two sects, so we should join forces with casual cultivators."

"I heard that Master Gu is contacting the two Jindan Loose Cultivators, Yuan Wenzhi and Zhang Tailai, inviting them to join the sect."

The monk surnamed Feng's face sank like water, pointed at the young disciple who was still in a daze, and said with a sneer:
"This son, at such a critical moment, is trying to poison the rogue cultivators... Could it be that he is afraid that these rogue cultivators will not hate me for returning to the Valley of Wind?"

"This action will hurt me back to the Valley of the Wind, even if I die ten thousand times!"

"It's just that I was expelled from the sect and abolished my cultivation base. I have already made an exception for the sake of my fellow sect!"

Hearing what the monk surnamed Feng said, the long-faced monk didn't know what to say for a while, but he always defended his shortcomings, so he was still a little unwilling to say:
"Even if Yu Xi has committed a crime, he should be punished after returning to the sect. Senior brother is doing this now, will he be too anxious? Besides, this book is also ordered by senior brother..."

"Hmph! In a hurry? It's just right now!"

The cultivator surnamed Feng's eyes were shining brightly, and he interrupted directly:

"Don't forget, the old guy in Zhenling Palace is probably dying soon. This is a rare opportunity! If we don't use the power of casual cultivators to go back to Wind Valley and want to grab some meat from Xulizong, how can we?" possible?"

"But casual cultivators have been frightened by us all these years. How dare those cultivators of various arts in casual cultivators come into contact with us?"

"Let's abolish this person now. Do you still need to doubt Huifenggu's attitude towards casual cultivators? Naturally, no one in Yan Kingdom knows it!"

"At that time, what other options do Master Xin, Master Jin, and Master Shen have?"

The monk surnamed Feng asked:
"With a disciple who is already unbearable, what do you think of winning such an opportunity? Even if the owner of the valley and the elders are here, what do you think they will do?"

"This……"

The long-faced monk was stunned when he heard the words.

I also have to admit in my heart that what the monk surnamed Feng said is probably true.

At the price of a distraught disciple, even if he lost a little of the majesty of the sect, he could gain a chance to calm down the casual cultivators. At such a price, not to mention the Valley Master and the others, even he was extremely moved.

Thinking of this, under the horrified gaze of the young disciple Yu Xi, the long-faced monk finally gritted his teeth and looked at Yu Xi.

"Uncle! Uncle! No! Don't...no!!!"

soon.

The disciples of Returning Wind Valley, under the leadership of monk surnamed Feng, left through the air.

In the same place, only the casual cultivators driven by anger and resentment were left, and surrounded Yu Xi, who had lost all his mana.

Yu Xi's eyes were filled with extreme fear.

"No!"

The howling sound startled countless birds in all directions.

……

Wang Ba drove the flying magic weapon and landed quietly in a mountain stream.

At the same time, he checked his body with his consciousness to prevent people from secretly tampering with him, such as leaving something for tracking.

At the same time, he couldn't help but recalled just now, what he got after implanting the idea in the middle-aged round-faced monk with the power of Yin God.

"Returning to the Wind Valley really can't hold back."

Wang Ba's face was serious.

"On the one hand, recruit casual cultivators who are proficient in all kinds of arts to accumulate strength, and on the other hand, secretly find out the other two sects..."

"I'm afraid Xulizong and Danlongmen did the same thing."

"I'm afraid the country of Yan is really going to be in chaos!"

Although he had expected it in his heart, Wang Ba couldn't help but sigh when he really heard such news from the monks of Returning Wind Valley.

There is no doubt that the most unlucky ones in the great chaos of the Yan Kingdom are the monks at the bottom.

After all, the disciples of the sect still have the support of the Jindan real person behind them, and they will not end easily until the end. The final result is that the casual cultivators are driven to the front line, fighting to the death for the struggle between the four sects .

But what made him feel a little more relaxed was that he also got a list from the middle-aged round-faced monk.

On the list are all well-known casual cultivators in Yan.

Although Wang Ba came to Yan Kingdom not long ago, he was very familiar with the people on the list.

These people are either good at martial arts, or good at all kinds of arts.

Among them are even foundation-establishing monks who have obtained the third-tier qualification of Linglong Ghost City.

Knowing this, Wang Ba couldn't help feeling awe-inspiring.

The foundation-building cultivators who can obtain the third-level qualification of Linglong Ghost City must either have outstanding strength, or have astonishing accomplishments in various arts.

He has experienced the test of Baiwenlou and knows the difficulty.

Those who can pass the test of Baiwenlou, Wang Ba is also ashamed of himself.

And such people are naturally within the scope of Huifeng Valley's key care. Of course, for these people, the requirements of Huifeng Valley's owner for middle-aged round-faced monks are completely different from the past, and they ask to invite them back in a friendly manner.

If it's not possible, if it is confirmed that no one knows, it must be robbed, even if it is killed, it must be avoided being known and obtained by the other two.

To Wang Ba's relief, his pseudonym, Shen Fu, was also among them.

"Wen Yong is right. It is best to put yourself under the eyes of everyone. Although you have lost a little bit of the initiative, at least no one dares to move until the dust settles."

"And by the time the dust settles, I've probably already cultivated a third-order spirit beast..."

He also thought about leaving the country of Yan.

However, under the rapid expansion of the Incense Road of the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom, the surrounding countries have actually been squeezed, and each country has many foreign monks, vying for the scarce resources.

In fact, these years of experience have made Wang Ba already aware that wherever there are monks, there will inevitably be fights.

Demon cultivators, sect monks...

Among casual cultivators, it is also the same that you compete for each other.

Even if you don't fight, someone will take the initiative to fight for you.

Just like those casual cultivators who hid in the valleys with poor spiritual veins, they might not be rich, but they were still targeted by the sect cultivators.

There has never been a pure place in the world of practice.

Instead of escaping from the country of Yan and starting over in a place he is not familiar with, and competing with other monks, it is better to use his reputation in the country of Yan to obtain a barely stable place and secretly improve himself.

The thoughts in his heart floated and sank, Wang Ba checked his whole body, and after confirming that there were no traced marks, he took out a teleportation talisman.

disappeared in place.

When he opened his eyes again, he was already in the home and house of the casual cultivator gathering place.

Wang Ba walked out of the house, glanced at the spirit beasts on the grass, and felt a little envious of the carefreeness of these guys.

Bu Chan didn't seem to be there, so Wang Ba simply walked out of the house and went to Chongzhifang City to inquire about news.

The news of the casual cultivators may not be accurate, but sometimes they are extremely well-informed.

Sitting down in the teahouse, I ordered a pot of first-grade spiritual tea as usual.

After taking a few sips, Wang Ba couldn't help pricking up his ears.

"...Have you heard? The current lord of Zhenling Palace personally refuted the rumors two days ago!"

(End of this chapter)