Stealing the Heavens.

Chapter 69 I’m looking for them
Zidong led five strong casual cultivators, and Feng Qingwu led ten strong men from the Feng family, flying straight to the north with their swords in the night sky.

There are hundreds of thousands of miles between the Qinglong Mountains and the Daxue Mountains. Even if a great monk in the Breaking Void realm travels through the void without eating or drinking, it would still take nearly ten days.

With the cultivation levels of Zidong and Feng Qingwu, even if they rush to Langya City between them, it will take more than a month to fly at full speed.

The fifteen powerful men were all above the Star Refining Realm, so it was much easier to accompany the two of them.

The cultivation levels of everyone in Ai Shang are uneven, and many of them are not as good as Zidong and Feng Qingwu, and their moving speed is even slower.

"Rest!" At dawn, Zidong landed in a forest and shouted to everyone in Feng Qingwu.

At this time, they have flown out of the Qinglong Mountains and are about to enter the densely populated area of ​​the city. If they want to fly, they have to choose a remote place.

Otherwise, it will definitely attract the attention of all forces, and it will also make Feng Yuntian prepare, and it is estimated that Feng Qingwu will not see it.

"Uncle Ji, why don't we take the flying boat?" Feng Qingwu landed next to Zidong and asked Elder Feng Ji who was leading the way.

"Qing Wu, the flying boat will make too much noise, I'm afraid it will alarm Langya City." Elder Feng Ji did not directly say that it would scare Feng Yuntian away.

"But with this stop and go, when can we get to Langya City?!" Feng Qingwu was very anxious.

She already knew that Zhou Yunting had sent many elders and deacons, and they might take action against Feng Yuntian. After all, he was her father, so she had to worry.

"We take turns taking you two. If we go at full speed, we should be able to reach Langya City in more than ten days."

Elder Fengji glanced at the people who were leaving one after another, and specifically looked at the casual cultivators brought by Zidong, hoping to get them to express their stance.

Taking others on a flight would cost even more. These casual cultivators were all poor, and they didn’t know how much Zidong would pay them.

"Elder Fengji, just take Junior Sister Qingwu with you. I can keep up myself." Zidong quickly declared that he, a grown man, did not want to be carried away by others.

"How do you keep up?!" Feng Qingwu glared at Zi Dong. She suspected that this guy was trying to hold her back.

When Zi Dong and Zhou Xinyu were in Ambergris Lake, they murmured that Zhou Yunting must have assigned some task to Zi Dong.

"I can control nine flying swords, and my speed will naturally increase!" Zidong Niu looked at Feng Qingwu angrily.

"Can you increase your speed by controlling nine flying swords?!" Feng Qingwu looked at Elder Feng Ji strangely. She had never heard of it.

"I haven't tried it." Elder Fengji shook his head and looked at the others, but no one answered him. Why would anyone have so many flying swords?
It's not like a strong spiritual consciousness can control a lot of flying swords. If Zidong didn't master Zhou Xinyu's method, no matter how powerful his spiritual consciousness was, he wouldn't be able to control it.

"Everyone, please rest quickly. We have to rush on our way soon." Zi Dong directly found a tree to sit down and started practicing cross-legged.

Naturally, his speed did not increase because he could control the nine flying swords, but because the golden elixir contained the purple energy from the east.

Although he couldn't let the eastward purple energy in the golden elixir help him fight, it could increase the speed of the flying sword.

Elder Fengji has been to Daxue Mountain several times and is responsible for the exchange of resources between Yuntian Sect and Qinglian Sword Sect.

Therefore, he is very familiar with the cities in the north of the Eastern Continent, and he leads everyone to remote places.

Except for Elder Fengji who led the way, the remaining nine elders of the Feng family led Fengqing Wufei, followed by Zidong and five casual cultivators.

Feng Qingwu felt much more relaxed. She couldn't help but look back at Zidong, and found that this guy was also very relaxed, and he didn't let five casual cultivators lead him.

However, the flying sword at Zidong's feet was much larger and shrouded in purple mist, and its speed was no slower than the five casual cultivators.

"Didn't you say you wanted to control nine flying swords? Why is there only one?!" When they were taking another break, Feng Qingwu came over and asked Zi Dong. "How do you know there is only one?" Zi Dong glanced at Feng Qingwu proudly: "I have fused nine flying swords together!"

"You think you are a weapon refiner!" Feng Qingwu was so angry that she almost kicked Zi Dong. Can flying swords be fused casually?

"The weapon refiner was refining the flying sword, and I used the luck spiritual roots to fuse the nine flying swords into a larger one!" Zi Dong was even more proud, he was more powerful than the weapon refiner.

"Tch, what's so great about the Luck Spiritual Root!" Feng Qingwu glared at Zidong in disgust, and walked to practice under the tree next to her.

Although we were traveling to remote places, we could still often meet monks coming and going, because they had to be on their way during the day.

Feng Qingwu discussed with the elders of the Feng family and decided to change into casual clothes. The Yuntian Sect's monk uniforms were too eye-catching.

Naturally, the five casual cultivators do not need to change. Zidong's storage ring also contains a lot of various clothes, all left by the young demon master.

Everyone changed into casual clothes, and their speed increased a lot. Elder Fengji no longer deliberately avoided and flew to Langya City at full speed.

The five casual cultivators also traveled all over the country, because they had to search for resources everywhere. With a little identification, they could clearly understand which sphere of influence they had reached.

Along the way, he kept introducing to Zidong how many forces were nearby, what powerful people each force had, and what precious resources there were in this area.

Zidong is their big employer. He has precious resources they need and must take good care of them.

When they came to a mountain range that day, a casual cultivator in the Star Refining Realm quickly reminded Zi Dong that monsters often gather in this area.

"It's okay, I'm looking for them!" Zi Dong waved his hand. The thing he's not afraid of the most right now is the demon clan, who can eat the purple energy at will.

The five casual cultivators looked at each other, wondering where Zidong got his confidence. Even strong men like them had no confidence that they could escape unscathed from the demon clan.

Although this mountain range does not have any tall peaks, it is quite large and has several sects.

Elder Fengji also became cautious and asked everyone to travel at full speed and rest after flying out of this mountain range, because there were many demon clans gathered here.

When Zidong learned that there were monsters gathering in this mountain range, he dispersed his consciousness with all his strength.

Donglai Ziqi can sense the demon monks through his spiritual consciousness and will remind them in time, because Donglai Ziqi likes to devour the demons very much.

Autumn in the Qinglong Mountains is like spring, but it already feels like deep winter here.

Before everyone in Zidong could fly out of this mountain range, they encountered a snowstorm, and Elder Fengji had to lead everyone to avoid it.

Their direction was exactly north, facing the howling blizzard. Not only did their speed decrease significantly, but their consumption also increased sharply.

It is better to wait for the blizzard to stop before rushing on at full speed, which will not only reduce consumption, but also avoid some dangers.

The three tribes of demons, demons and witches like to take advantage of bad weather to cause trouble and lay traps to trap Taoist monks.

Although Feng Qingwu was anxious, she also knew the dangers of flying in a snowstorm, so she could only wait patiently.

While Zi Dong was practicing in the temporarily dug cave, he used his spiritual consciousness to carefully explore the surrounding movements.

This time he was acting in the name of the Demon Hunting Group, and it was also the caravan's first business. He had to make sure nothing went wrong.

[Consuming 100 points of sixth grade luck, two demon monks from the Sky Profound Realm can be swallowed up. 】

(End of this chapter)