I am farming in the fairyland

Chapter 109 The Shinto Sect Qiuqiu

Therefore, the law enforcement monks in Xuanming City don't care about this. It is naturally someone else's ability to steal the storage bag, so they can only admit it.

Most of the storage bags of low-level monks use the brand of spiritual consciousness to identify the master, and it is not impossible to use blood contract storage bags.

However, low-level monks can only contract a low-level storage bag with limited spiritual weapons, which is too uneconomical.

That's why the monks in Xuanming City stole storage bags.

Bai Yunfeng told him about this as soon as he went out, and he had already put the storage bag in his arms.

There are not many spiritual stones and spiritual plants in it, but if someone steals it, he will feel heartbroken!

It was even less likely that Rhubarb would let someone steal his storage bag, and his eyes were always vigilant about the surroundings, guarding against the walking monks.

Although it does not have a storage bag, all its contents are placed in its own storage space.

Bai Yunfeng approached Huang Yifan's ear mysteriously again, and whispered: "It is said that Xuanming City was built by a powerful man, that's why this city doesn't allow monks to fight like this... Just now you saw the man walking in the air outside the city... Are you a monk?"

The persona of the cold boy still needs to be held back, the boy turned his head to look at him, and whispered a word with his thin lips.

"Oh?"

Bai Yunfeng lowered his voice, "It is said that Xuanming City was built by the great power above Huashen, and I also heard it from hearsay...Senior, just listen to it for fun, don't spread it around."

Huang Yifan lowered his eyebrows and smiled lightly.

Dare to come up with the hearsay?

He didn't talk to him, just let him go faster.

Walking faster, focusing on walking, he would listen less to Bai Yunfeng's hearsay.

Suddenly, there was a commotion behind him, and a loud shout exploded in the ears of the monks passing by.

"Roar--"

It sounded like the roar of a herd of giant beasts, one after another.

"Come on, I'm sorry, brothers and sisters, please forgive me for offending you..."

Surprised, Huang Yifan turned around and looked at the source of the commotion.

I saw the four tigers pulling a dark carriage driving over. To be precise, it should be a tiger carriage?

He couldn't see through the cultivation of those four tigers.

The monks who came and went to know the goods, exclaimed at this time, "Golden Core Stage Flame Tiger?"

The Flaming Tiger's hair is fiery red all over, and its eyes are dark golden. With every breath and movement, hot air is emitted from its nose.

The wheels and shafts were rubbing against the bluestone floor, and a monk sat in front of the door of the tiger car, holding a long whip, urging the flaming beast to move forward.

Although the four flaming tigers did not deliberately exude the coercion of the golden core stage spirit beasts, all the monks with low cultivation bases could feel the aura of fierce beasts rushing towards their faces.

Some blurry images shook in Da Huang's mind again, and he couldn't control himself, and wanted to yell for no reason.

Because Rhubarb will be disturbed by the outside world from time to time, and learn some new spells or something.

Ever since Huang Yifan appeared on the tiger cart, he had kept a trace of consciousness on Rhubarb, and he noticed its strangeness in an instant.

Cibai's hand quickly covered Dahuang's mouth.

Rhubarb's face was full of confusion, why did Xiangxiang cover it?
Huang Yifan shook his head slightly, signaling the big dog not to act rashly.

The monks around were all focused on the Flaming Tiger, but no one paid attention to his eyebrow-eye lawsuit with the big dog.

Bai Yunfeng's envy was envy, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the young man was blocking the road.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he pulled the boy aside regardless of whether it was the right time.

There is still a duty to be a guiding monk.

"Senior, look."

Bai Yunfeng glanced at the tiger chariot, and said, "The totem on the chariot body is one of the seven sects of the Yuan Realm, the Shinto sect! It can be pulled by Jindan stage spirit beasts, so it can be seen that the tiger chariot is also Extremely powerful."

Huang Yifan's expression was inexplicable. Hearing his words, he carefully looked at the totem of the Shinto sect on the body of the tiger cart.

The totem looks like a dragon but not a dragon, with a hint of a bird in it.

No, this bird doesn't look like it either?Is it possible that it is a totem drawn by dragon and phoenix?

The young man is thoughtful, it is interesting for Shinto sect to use this totem.

Do you want to contract both the dragon and the phoenix...

There are scattered voices all around talking about the tiger cart and the totem on the body.

"This Shinto sect is really bold!"

"You mean..."

"Hey! Hush! Don't you want to live?"

Huang Yifan heard from the surroundings that he didn't know much about it. The totems were not dragons and phoenixes, but soaring snakes and rocs.

He couldn't tell who was talking, there were too many monks, and he couldn't detect it at all with his cultivation.

The monks who talked about the totem of the Shinto sect also said that they kept half of it.

He can probably guess how much.

The snake is like a dragon, and the roc is like a phoenix.

According to the Shinto sect monks he has come into contact with, their thoughts...

He should be right.

Shinto Sect is a sect that relies on contracts with spirit beasts, and majors in the way of controlling beasts.

Beast control...

From this totem, we can see their ambition, contract with dragon and phoenix.

It is also bold enough.

No wonder... no wonder some monks said that the Shinto sect was bold at the beginning.

He has never seen a dragon and a phoenix. Dragons exist in the legends of the mundane world. There is no one in the mundane world who does not worship dragons. They all believe in dragons.

The royal family in the mortal world also calls themselves the descendants of the dragon, and it is said that the tomb of the royal blood is built on the vein of the dragon.

And the phoenix exists in the legend even more, no one has seen it at all.

Then the dragon, the dragon clan, and the phoenix clan in the cultivation world must be giants beyond his imagination.

There are only a few kinds of spirit beasts that he has seen. Each kind of spirit beast has its own talent, and all of these spirit beasts are strong.

Except for fresh-eating pigs and Chiyue cattle, which he picked up.

The strength of the dragon and the phoenix, judging from the secrecy on the faces of the monks present, there is no doubt that the dragon and the phoenix must be extremely powerful.

Maybe it's a beast.

Even one of the seven most powerful sects in the Yuan Realm only dared to covet it in the dark. It is conceivable that the totem representing the sect is a snake bird similar to a dragon and a phoenix.

A bell was dropped from the back of the car, and the distant ringing came along with the faint sound of the wind. In an instant, the carriage pulled by Lie Yanhu passed in front of Huang Yifan.

There are two small windows on both sides of the car body, through which the graceful figure of the young girl can be seen through the golden thread brocade gauze.

The smoked wind lifted the feather veil, and a flash of whiteness flashed by.

Huang Yifan could clearly see the girl's side face, with snow-like skin, raised eye corners, and thin pink lips, all showing the girl's stunning beauty.

He wasn't the only one who saw the scene in the carriage, and there was a sound of gasping.

"hiss--"

"One of the top ten holy sons of the Shinto sect, the holy son Qiu Qiu?"

"What...is it Qiu Qiu?"

"I heard that Qiu Qiu is not only strong in cultivation, but also has an incomparably beautiful face..."

……

There was a sudden chuckle in the tiger carriage.

The light laughter faded away with the tinkling of the car bell, Huang Yifan raised his eyes and looked around, and found that the monks around him seemed to have lost their souls.

There was a ripple in Gujing Wubo's eyes, the holy son of the Shinto sect——Qiu Qiu?
(End of this chapter)