The Wonderful Way

Chapter 257 Leaving the Desert
The two non-local monks didn't look like casual cultivators, but instead looked like sect or family disciples. Seeing that Chu Miao was also wearing Taoist robes, they saluted at the same time.

After the three exchanged pleasantries for a while, Chu Miao learned that one of these two was a disciple of the Duanyue Sect, named Zheng Fei, and the other was a disciple of the Jing family in the Eastern Sea Islands, Jing Yuanliang.

Early in the scuffle, Zheng Fei and Jing Yuanliang recognized that Chu Miao was Su Hui, who had been rumored mysteriously from the outside world.

In addition, the local monks have been working together, so they naturally won't fight among themselves. There are exactly three places. As long as they join forces to defeat the seven local monks, they will naturally be rewarded.

"Two fellow daoists, the storm is about to stop, so we are going to go back to the city." Chu Miao didn't want to answer the two people's questions about Su Hui, seeing that the wind and sand were getting smaller and smaller, she immediately interrupted the two people's inquiry.

"Alright, it will be long in the future." Jing Yuanliang talked the most, while asking, he also intends to invite Chu Miao to Fang Zhudao as a guest.

Chu Miao has always kept a respectful distance from such sociable family disciples.

She knew that cultivating in the family was even more intense than fighting in the sect, and Jing Yuanliang was willing to befriend her only because he could speak in the family.

In addition, the questions he asked were a bit too personal, and monks who had just met would not be so offensive.

Zheng Fei was alright, he and Shen Xingzhou also knew each other, and had always known about Chu Miao, but only later did they know about Su Hui.

Regarding Su Hui, I only asked some curious feelings, whether there is anything special about it, and seeing that she was not very willing to answer, so I closed my mouth.

It was almost dusk, and the storm stopped completely. Chu Miao sacrificed her flying feathers, and together with Zheng Fei and Jing Yuanliang, she quickly returned to Jinsha City.

Long Xiaoxiao stood in mid-air in the middle of the square, waiting for the return of the last three monks.

She and several city lords have been paying attention to the battlefield, and they can be said to know every move of each monk.

When seeing three non-local monks and defeating seven local monks, he was secretly unhappy.

Although their original intention of holding the Sand Fighting Conference was to attract monks from other places to drive the circulation of spirit stones.

But none of the local monks entered the top three, which still made them feel a little ugly.

Among the seven monks, one even played on behalf of Long Xiaoxiao's City Lord's Mansion.

Originally, she was very optimistic about this person, as long as he won the top three, her city lord's mansion would have a bright face, not to mention that the fat water would not flow to outsiders, and it would be a happy event if the treasures and spirit stones that were taken out could return to the third.

At that time, if he generously returns the three treasures to him, won't he buy people's hearts again and make him more dedicated to work for Jinsha City?
Long Xiaoxiao made a good plan, but was broken by the three of Chu Miao who suddenly rushed out, and could only smile all over his face, and welcomed the three into the city lord's mansion for a banquet.

The City Lord's Mansion was very lively. The top ten monks were all sitting in the hall, divided into two sides and sitting on the floor. The low table in front of them was filled with spirit food and spirit wine. All of them were smiling happily, completely forgetting the hostility during the scuffle.

"You are all the most powerful monks in the same realm. I would like to congratulate you on your return from victory. I wish you all the speedy condense into Nascent Soul and the Dao."

Long Xiaoxiao toasted a few words, and the low-level monks waiting outside Transsion gave the rewards one by one.

The three of Chu Miao hung the storage bag around their waists without even looking at it.

Long Xiaoxiao was even more unhappy when she saw that the people were dressed in extraordinary clothes and didn't care about her rewards at all. She asked them indifferently:

"None of the three represent stores in each city?"

Seeing a few people answering yes, he continued: "The three of you are of extraordinary social status, it is normal to look down on this seat's reward, but you don't need spiritual meal and spirit wine. Could it be that you don't even look down on this seat?"

Chu Miao was very displeased, what is a reward?How can something that I have earned through hard work become a reward?What's more, what kind of strange monk will eat and drink when he enters the residence of a high-ranking monk?

Zheng Fei and Jing Yuanliang were also very unhappy, and their thoughts were naturally similar to Chu Miao's.

The three of them kept silent, and Long Xiaoxiao snorted coldly. Fortunately, he still had some scruples about his identity, so he stopped entangled with the three of them.

Chu Miao sat at the banquet expressionlessly, looked at Long Xiaoxiao and the other city lords, and greeted the other seven local monks with a smile on her face. It was very pleasant for the host and guests to enjoy themselves for a while, completely ignoring the three victorious people .

Those seven people were also very upright, thanking the city lord for the reward one by one, Chu Miao and the other three felt teeth ache.

A dignified monk, which one of the things you want is not to fight for it with your life?I tried my best, but I still got a reward, it was really insulting.

Chu Miao had no intention of celebrating, if not for her limited cultivation and strength, she would have wanted to leave a long time ago.

But looking at the nine Nascent Soul stage city masters sitting upright in the hall, I should bear it in my heart, it's time to hone my state of mind.

After a banquet, it was already late at night, and Chu Miao, Zheng Fei, and Jing Yuanliang left the City Lord's Mansion, left the city without hesitation, and flew out with concealed breath.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, Fellow Daoist Jing, I still have to practice in the desert for a while, so be careful and say goodbye!"

After Zheng Fei finished speaking, the flying magic weapon turned around and disappeared again in an instant, walking away in an unknown direction.

Neither Chu Miao nor Jing Yuanliang planned to stay any longer, and walked towards the direction of the desert at the same time.

As soon as he arrived at Baisha City, he was overtaken by seven monks who had successfully formed alchemy, and started attacking without saying a word.

The seven of them were the top ten monks who were greeting each other just now in front of the City Lord's Mansion. The purpose of chasing them at this time was naturally for the storage bags in Chu Miao's hands.

With one blow of Chu Miao's saber intent, the two of them were slammed down the sandy bottom, and while they were powerless to resist, she swung a hundred sabers again.

The yellow sand flew all over the sky, and the flesh and blood of the two monks stirred in it, bringing up a gust of wind. After a few breaths, the yellow sand covered the flesh and blood, and the two did not even leave a whole body behind.

Before the remaining two could react, they were smashed into the sea of ​​consciousness from the top of their heads by a Leisi with a destructive aura, and fell down in the desert completely lifeless.

At this time, Jing Yuanliang had already killed two people, leaving only the last opponent. Seeing this, Chu Miao kept offering sacrifices to Fei Yu, pulled the four people's storage bags into her hands, and quickly left the place.

She didn't want to have any contact with Jing Yuanliang, and she didn't like him, so she had no plans to help.

Seeing that Chu Miao had left, Jing Yuanliang quickened his movements, wanting to catch up and continue making friends.

After killing the last person, he chased towards the direction of the desert, but Chu Miao's figure had long since disappeared.

After a stick of incense, Long Xiaoxiao suddenly appeared at the place where they were fighting, gritted his teeth and looked at the corpses of several people, cursing secretly and returning to the city lord's mansion.

(End of this chapter)