Where the Fairy Way

Chapter 496 Too Expensive
At the top of a mountain, she finally saw what the long-known Zomun people looked like. They didn't look as strange as they had imagined, but they looked similar to humans. The only difference was that they all had pale skin. There are also those empty eyes, as if there is no soul.

There were only thirteen of them. Lan Yun glanced at himself, wanting to see if these Zomeng people were really beheaded, but they couldn’t be killed. When they thought about it, they acted. They swooped down like a big bird, and the nine swords actually separated. , Aim at these low-level Zomun people who are still wandering and have not reacted.

Only the Zuomeng people who cultivated in the late stage of forming alchemy are just a group of ants in her eyes, but why, after beheading their heads, hands, and feet, they turned into a stick, how could they recover within three breaths? They came towards her one by one.

He tried out these Zomeng people with continuous Taoism, all of them were extremely powerful, as if they were in physical training. Hearing their silent hooting, they should be summoning their companions. If they were cut into two pieces, they would all grow well. Without seeing their death point, she really wouldn't want to kill any of them here.

"Porphyrin..."

With flashes of sword light, the Zomun people surrounding her were torn apart again, but as before, they regrouped again,

Lan Yun's scalp felt numb when he saw their hands without a trace of blood pressing them. At this moment, a purple-red sword light in the distance, like a spirit snake, passed through a certain point on the thirteen Zomong people very dexterously. Lan Yun only heard a "click!", something broke, and one of the Zomong people fell to the ground in an instant, and a white light flew out from the center of his eyebrows. Immediately afterwards, the other twelve Zomong people also fell down together. On the ground, there was no sound, and the white light that flew out from between their brows also flew towards the jade plaques around the waists of those who came.

At this moment, Lan Yun had a clear idea of ​​what the visitor looked like. He had long hair with a sword on his face, a ghost mask on his face, and cold eyes, as if nothing could arouse his interest.

Zihong Jianguang turned around, but didn't find the Zomeng man who was still alive, and returned to his body.

The man walked straight past, ignoring Lan Yun at all.

Lan Yun, who was a little stunned, touched the veil on his face, then lowered his head to look at his attire. He was wearing a blue cassock. He could still see it in broad daylight. He took a deep breath and carefully examined the thirteen Zuomeng people. The positions of the purple-red flying swords that pass through their bodies are all tricky, including shoulders, armpits, lower body, belly buttons... Anyway, only you can't think of it, and there is nothing they can't do.

Lan Yun turned his eyes, sighed, looked at the man who had gone a long way, and had no choice but to raise his breath and follow behind him.

The man didn't mind her following her, he did what he should do, it didn't affect him at all, anyway, he forgave that female cultivator, and didn't dare to come within a hundred meters of him, just because she killed thirteen low-level Zuomeng people No, I just know that she will die sooner or later when she enters the Xiyou battlefield. He has seen so many people like this in the past 30 years.

One day, two days, Lan Yun always stood a hundred meters away, watching him kill those Zomong people who were alone. If there were more than [-] people, he would definitely avoid it, as if he didn't want to be trapped by the Zomong people live, fall into death.

After the death of those Zomeng people, because of their different cultivation levels, the light spots that flew into the jade badges around his waist were also different. The lower ones were only the Zomeng people who were cultivated at the alchemy level. It turned into a yellow light, while those in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul turned into a thick yellow with a little blood red in it, and the Empress of the Yuan Dynasty, after following for more than ten days, has not encountered it yet, but I guess the light spot should be deeper.

Ten days, a full ten days, no matter how he flies away, no matter how he destroys the enemy, and no matter how he avoids a large group of Zuomeng people, that female cultivator always follows him within a hundred meters, neither far nor near, Her appearance finally pissed him off.

"What on earth do you want to do? Follow me every day like this. If you don't kill the enemy in the Xiyou battlefield, you just wait to die of old age here."

"Ugh!" Lan Yun blushed a little under the veil, "I'm sorry, I don't want to follow you either, but I just came to Xiyou Battlefield and I don't know how to hope, so I don't know about the deaths of these Zomeng people. Where is the point, and, and I don’t know, where are the gathering places of human cultivators.”

Wannian's cold eyes finally warmed up a little, "Hmph, everyone who enters the Xiyou battlefield is an elite. Before we enter, we will get the method of hopefulness and eye-washing water. Entering like you There is only one possibility for the people in Xiyou Battlefield, they were exiled here."

Lan Yun was stunned. Although she was not exiled, she was also a smuggled immigrant, so he had no choice but to keep silent and let him despise her.

"Forget it, as long as you can live for ten days, follow me. In two days, it will be the extreme night." The cold tone seemed to be a big charity.

It's just that Lan Yun, who was following behind, felt that he was becoming more wary of her, so very consciously, Lan Yun lengthened the distance from him.

At a valley entrance, the man suddenly stopped and backed up, "Shh! Go, there are a lot of Zomong people over there."

The entire Xiyou battlefield has murderous aura all the time, so no matter how sensitive Lan Yun is to murderous aura, he can't sense anything now. Hearing what the man said, of course, he followed him closely, hid at the boulder on the other side, and watched from the gap. Zomeng's army walked slowly.

Both of them restrained their breath, and even controlled their heartbeats slowly and long, for fear of alarming those Zuomeng people. It was the first time for Lan Yun to see so many Zomeng people. People like puppets walking slowly out of the whole valley, unexpectedly There were nearly [-] people, among them, there were more than a hundred people who had been cultivated in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Although their eyes were still a little empty, it could be seen from the occasional flashes of light that they were giving birth to wisdom.

"Is there anything to eat?" After the Zomeng people passed by, the man turned his head. He saw the dried meat that Lan Yun ate. It had a faint aroma, and it seemed delicious.

Lan Yun silently took out an oiled paper bag, which contained almost three catties of dried two-headed dog meat, "It's because the polar night is coming, so those Zomeng people are going out to look for monks?"

The jerky that reached his mouth was actually no worse than the taste he had in a big restaurant, "Yes, there are also Zomeng people from the Yuan Dynasty there, but they are good at hiding themselves. Under normal circumstances, a group of more than [-] people like this If there are more than ten yuan, they will behave like the lowest Zomun people, tempting us to kill them."

Lan Yun's heart sank, "After the extreme night, don't all monks return to the places where human cultivators gather?"

"No, only a lone ranger like me will return to the gathering place during the extreme night, and more people will form a mercenary group. They will come out to destroy Mongolia during the extreme night, and don't look at these So many people of Zomun gather together now, after the extreme night, they will disperse, we are hunting each other."

Lan Yun could imagine how powerful those people who formed a team to come out from the land of polar night were. For a moment, he couldn't help feeling annoyed that he had become completely useless in this Xiyou battlefield, or in less than 50 years, I can't stay on my own, and I have to sneak back through the passage.

Seeing her dim eyes, the man felt sympathetic, "I think you are also fast, go back to the gathering place and join the mercenary team formed by someone else first, then they will help you buy eye-washing water, With the method of peace and hope, if you work hard for hundreds of years, you should be able to get out alive."

"Are there so many benefits to being a mercenary?" Lan Yun was a little surprised.

"Hmph, of course not, these things are actually bought by you with your own points. In Xiyou, spirit stones and fairy stones are useless. All things only recognize points. Points are those who died in our hands. Meng people, for a jade card like me, get it from the Hall of Merit and Virtue, it will record all the Zuo Meng people I killed." The man flashed the jade card on his waist.

"You mean, if I join the mercenary army and kill the Zomun people in the future, they will deduct my points in the future?"

"Yes, and it's very expensive, so expensive that you may have to work for 30 years for nothing." The man finally smiled unscrupulously when he saw her, "This is all the hidden secrets of the various mercenary groups on the Xiyou battlefield. Rules, who let you be exiled."

Lan Yun rubbed his head, "I still want to ask, isn't it said that on the Xiyou battlefield, the magic weapon is only effective for the first time? Why, I think you can use all three magic weapons?"

"Hahaha, where on earth are you from, from the Little Immortal Realm? You didn't know that Xiyou is a good place to shop for treasures. Otherwise, why do you think those people came out to hunt and kill Zuomeng people desperately during the polar night?" The man had a smile in his eyes. For a long time, he had never seen such a person who entered Xiyou in such a muddle-headed manner, "There are restrictions on magic weapons in the Xiyou battlefield, but there are no restrictions on those who are above half-spiritual treasures." , We are so active in destroying Meng, but because of their points, they can be exchanged for half spirit treasures and spirit treasures from the Hall of Merit, and even as long as you have the ability, you can also exchange for the Tongtian Lingbao."

Lan Yun didn't expect that the truth turned out to be like this, so she just said, with the selfish nature of immortal cultivators, how could it be possible to come to this deadly Xiyou battlefield? Those who killed the Zomun people.

"Everything should be exchanged with points?"

"Yes, everything, food, drink, materials, spirit herbs, pills, spirit wine, as long as you have some points, you can buy whatever you want," the man sighed, "You will find that in the West You battlefield, your points will never be enough, so most people say they will go out in 50 years, but under normal circumstances, they will go out in [-] years."

"I want to work for the mercenary group for free for 30 years?" Lan Yun couldn't accept this point, it was too expensive.

The man put away the unfinished jerky, ignored Lan Yun, put it in his arms, and then stood up, "This jerky is only worth the news I just heard."

(End of this chapter)