At the beginning, I cleaned the Sutra Library and completed the incomplete skills.

"Hey, kid, your cultivation isn't high, but this magical artifact isn't weak."

The masked cultivator spoke with a chuckle, then urged the spear-like artifact to stab out fiercely.

Just as it was about to hit Miao Chenfeng, it was firmly blocked by an unfolded jade fan.

Visibly, the magic power on the surface of the jade fan weakened a lot.

"Kid, are you the son of which elder? What's your mother's name?"

"Tell me obediently, and I might spare your life."

The masked cultivator didn't seem to be in a hurry to capture the opponent, speaking in a teasing tone.

Before he could get Miao Chenfeng's answer,

a whistling sound came from behind him.

"Who is that blind fool daring to disturb this granddaddy?"

The masked cultivator revealed a displeased expression.

Before he could turn around, he made a hand seal, urging the spear to stab backward.

With a hum!

The spear and the short club collided.

An invisible wave of spiritual power spread out.

The masked cultivator, who was so arrogant just now, immediately groaned.

The whole person seemed to have been punched hard by the air, flying out uncontrollably.

Miao Chenfeng was somewhat stunned by the scene before him.

It wasn't until Li Lan reached him in a few steps that he slowly came back to his senses.

"Senior Brother Li, is this magical artifact yours?"

"You… where did you get a magical artifact?"

To come and save this kid was already for the sake of those eighty taels of spirit sand.

Li Lan knew that now was not the time for idle chat.

While grabbing Miao Chenfeng's collar with one hand, a light blue Swift Travel Talisman was already attached to the other person's body.

"Go."

Spitting out a single word, Li Lan didn't stop his feet.

Half-dragging and half-pulling Miao Chenfeng, he ran towards the only entrance of the hall.

At this moment.

The masked cultivator, who was almost stunned by the Panlong Heaven-Shaking Bone, gradually recovered.

Seeing Li Lan's actions.

A trace of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Quick, stop him!"

With a shout.

All the masked cultivators in the hall put down their targets.

They all pointed their spearheads at Li Lan and Miao Chenfeng.

In an instant.

All kinds of magical artifacts and spells were thrown at the two without regard for the consequences.

However, at this moment, it was already too late.

With the blessing of the Swift Travel Talisman.

In a few steps, Li Lan had already left the hall and arrived on the deck of the immortal ship.

It seemed to be still deep in the night.

The immortal ship had stopped moving, quietly suspended in mid-air.

Dark clouds covered the sky, the moon was dim and the stars were few, a scene of pitch black.

But with Li Lan's eyesight, he still saw two figures standing on swords not far away, facing each other with their hands behind their backs.

One of them was Sword Chen, the outer sect elder of Guangji Temple, the only Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator on the entire immortal ship.

The moment he came out.

Li Lan only felt a chill on his body.

It seemed that two divine senses swept over.

The two people above seemed to look at him at the same time.

But soon they returned to the confrontation.

Before long.

A strong wind suddenly rose, blowing so hard that Li Lan could hardly open his eyes.

Vaguely.

He seemed to see Elder Sword Chen making a move.

But he didn't see clearly what kind of spell the other party used.

The two figures moved almost simultaneously.

The wind became stronger and stronger.

Li Lan felt his feet were light, as if he was about to be lifted off the deck of the immortal ship in the next second.

While grabbing Miao Chenfeng, he stabbed the Heaven-Shaking Bone into the deck, which stabilized his body.

The fighting of the Foundation Establishment Stage came quickly and went even faster.

When Li Lan looked up again, it was already over.

One of the figures fell straight down like a kite with a broken string.

In the end, Elder Sword Chen won.

He drove the flying sword and came to the two of them in the blink of an eye.

With a wave of his sleeve.

Several small flags submerged into the clouds near the immortal ship.

Soon.

A light cyan罩罩 enveloped the entire immortal ship.

"The leader of the bandits has been subdued, and the rest are trapped in this formation and cannot escape."

After saying that.

Elder Sword Chen walked into the hall with a long sword in his hand.

Li Lan frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.

After a while.

He patted Miao Chenfeng on the shoulder, and the two followed closely behind.

At this time.

Inside the hall of the immortal ship.

Similar to when Li Lan left, it was still a mess.

But the difference was.

Those unscrupulous masked cultivators were nowhere to be seen.

In the very center of the hall, a large hole was broken open.

At this moment, cold wind was blowing in from it, making people shiver.

"Uncle-Master Sword Chen! You're finally back."

"Those thieves, they all slipped away from this hole!"

"With your speed, if you chase after them now, you will definitely catch them!"

"What is the origin of these thieves?"

"Although their cultivation is not high, their fighting experience is so rich! Even I, at the second level of Qi Refining, almost fell for it."

After a great battle.

These proud disciples of Guangji Temple all looked embarrassed at this time.

Many people were injured.

However, although this battle was dangerous, fortunately there were no casualties.

"These demon cultivators didn't escape slowly."

"Luring the tiger away from the mountain, don't chase the desperate bandits, forget it, let them go."

There was no extra expression on Elder Sword Chen's face.

He glanced at the audience.

He instructed the two disciples, Tie Niu and Li Lan, to count the number of people and take care of the wounded.

He personally came to Tianlinggen Liu Yan and checked the other party's injuries.

"Hoo! Junior Brother Li, thank you so much this time."

"Without you, Chenfeng would probably have been in danger this time."

"You are really a dedicated and responsible bodyguard!"

Coming back to his senses, Miao Chenfeng came to Li Lan and said sincerely.

"No need to thank me, you owe me a life, so use the eighty taels of spirit sand I owe you to offset it."

Li Lan sprinkled a handful of hemostatic spirit powder on a disciple's wound, and said without turning his head.

Miao Chenfeng: "…"

…

This attack came and went quickly.

After taking care of the wounded.

Elder Sword Chen told the disciples a few words and repaired the immortal ship.

Then he embarked on the journey to Jiuhua County City again.

After experiencing this incident.

A group of disciples whose tails were about to rise to the sky restrained a lot.

The hall was no longer noisy.

Even if they spoke occasionally, they talked in low voices.

In comparison.

Li Lan was still the same as usual, not showing his emotions.

After simply chatting with Miao Chenfeng about the topic of buying life with spirit sand, and successfully resolving the eighty tael debt.

He locked himself in the cabin again.

Li Lan took out the storage bag that belonged to the masked cultivator.

Before, escaping was important, and he had no chance to open it and check it carefully.

Now he finally had free time.

After scanning it slightly.

Li Lan found that there were really a lot of things inside.

After counting, in addition to a dozen taels of spirit sand and some sundries.

He found that the remaining valuable things were only four.

A masked black veil as thin as a cicada's wing.

A dark stone waist card, a helmet-shaped magic weapon exuding a bloody smell.

A golden ancient spectrum spell called Human Cocoon Technique.

The material of the black纱 could not be seen, but Li Lan tested it and found that it seemed difficult for divine consciousness to pass through.

It's good for covering people's eyes and ears.

He didn't see anything special about the stone waist card either.

With the experience of touching the corpse last time.

Li Lan guessed that this thing might be similar to the Lingxiao Sect disciple token.

Something exclusive to the demon cultivator.

It may be useful in the future.

Subsequently.

Li Lan focused his attention on the strange magic weapon and the ancient spectrum spell.