Aiming for the Immortal Path

Instead, his eyes fell on the storage ring handed to him, which surprised him.

Storage ring?

His eyebrows moved slightly, and he could tell at a glance that this ring belonged to the same category as the Little Zhoutian Storage Ring and the Xuanji Ring he was wearing.

They are all ancient storage instruments and spiritual weapons.

Holding the ring in his hand and thinking deeply, Su Twelve saw a large number of spiritual stones lying inside.

There are high-grade spiritual stones taken from him, but more of them are mid-grade and low-grade spiritual stones returned from trade.

Ning Caiyun was cautious and worried, obviously afraid that Su Twelve would eye her storage ring. .??.

But Su Twelve looked calm, as if there were no waves in an ancient well.

This storage ring is much larger than his Little Zhou Tian Storage Ring, but compared with the Xuanji Ring, there is still a considerable gap.

He took away the middle-grade and low-grade spiritual stones, and immediately returned the storage ring to the other party, and continued to ask: "What happened to the thousand-year-old stone rock? Is the person who made the transaction not here yet? Or...has left?" "

Ning Caiyun secretly breathed a sigh of relief, put away the storage ring, and quickly replied, "The junior agreed with that person for two hours at that time, but the other person has not arrived yet, I am afraid that... there is something delaying him?"

"Senior, do you think you have to wait a while?"

As he said that, Ning Caiyun looked at Su Twelve, with hope flashing in his eyes.

The pock-marked monk and Woodxing escaped, and the people from Sunset City may come at any time.

At this time, no matter whether there is a transaction or not, she hopes that Su Twelve can stay in the grocery store and wait for processing.

Su Twelve nodded calmly, "It doesn't matter, just wait for him for a while."

"Senior, go to the back hall to drink some tea first!" Ning Caiyun smiled, secretly relieved, and hurriedly led Su Twelve to the back hall.

at the same time.

In an attic not far from the city lord's palace.

Accompanied by a burst of microwaves and space waves

Moving, three figures landed on the floor of the room with a plop.

"Huh... alive, I'm still alive, great, great!"

As soon as he landed, Wood Xing quickly reached out and touched his body, then turned to look at the pock-marked monk next to him with lingering fear.

"Hmph! I really didn't expect that guy's strength to be so amazing."

"Fortunately, although this array flag is a defective product, it still played a role at the critical moment. Otherwise, you and I will probably die today."

"However, Sunset City's issue of defective formation flags to the law enforcement team must be reported to the superiors and asked for an explanation?"

The pock-marked monk sat on the ground and groaned. In addition to being happy for the rest of his life, he was also full of grumbles and complaints.

At the critical moment of life and death, the situation of the flag being unable to be activated was still vivid in his mind, leaving a terrifying shadow on him.

"Ahem..."

At this moment, a cough came from the side, and the pock-marked monk suddenly got excited and stood up with a groan.

Looking towards the direction where the sound came from, he saw a fat old man wearing a dim yellow robe, a turban on his head, and a long beard on his chin, with his hands behind his back, calmly watching the two of them.

"Huang...Master Huang?"

The pock-marked monk hurriedly turned his head to look for the sound. When he saw the figure of the other party, his expression suddenly became respectful.

"You just said that the formation flag I sent to you was a defective product, and you need to report it to Sunset City?" The fat old man had a calm demeanor, his eyes fell on the pock-marked monk, he raised his brows, and asked aloud.

The formation flag...was arranged by Mr. Huang?

The pock-marked monk's heart skipped a beat. After a moment of excitement, his complaining expression disappeared and was replaced by a smile on his face.

"Master Huang, of course there is no problem with the formation flags you arranged. Otherwise, we would not be able to come back alive."

"Well, that's fine! Now, what's going on? Aren't you two following the instructions of the strict supervisor? Why did it end up like this?"

The slightly fat old man had a calm demeanor and continued to ask in a deep voice.

As he said that, his eyes fell on the scar-faced monk on the ground, and two flashes of anger quickly flashed in his eyes.

His anger surged, and his whole body immediately released an extremely powerful aura that belonged to a strong person in the Golden Core stage.

His cultivation level is quite good, and he is clearly a Dzogchen monk at the golden elixir stage.

The pock-marked monk who had just stood up due to the sudden impact of the aura suddenly fell to the ground again with a plop.

The hidden wounds in his body were still there, causing him to spurt out a mouthful of blood.

But he didn't dare to show any hesitation on his face. He raised his neck and answered quickly, "Sir, the thing is like this..."

As he spoke, he spoke hurriedly, telling the other party what happened simply and quickly.

"Master Huang, that person is extremely arrogant and arrogant. He not only destroyed the evidence in public."

"After I revealed my identity as a monk in Sunset City's law enforcement team, and revealed my identity as Master Huang, I even threatened that the people in our law enforcement team are trash."

"By doing this, he didn't take Sunset City or us seriously at all."

At the end of the story, the pock-marked monk did not forget to add fuel to the fire and fan the flames.

With my little strength, I am naturally no match for that person. But behind him, there is the entire law enforcement team and Sunset City

City Lord's Mansion!

"Oh? A guy who suddenly appeared? He is so arrogant. How dare he not take me as a law enforcement team seriously and kill people in public? I am really tired of looking at him!"

"Wherever he is now, I want to learn from his clever tricks."

"However, I have to report the matter before going."

When the fat monk heard these words, he immediately narrowed his eyes and showed anger.

Before seeing Su Twelve, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

But after all, there was no intention to take action.

He was not a fool. The pockmarked monk's words had an obvious intention of supporting the fire. How could he hide it from him.

However, as the head of the law enforcement team, I still have to express my stance, but it is impossible to rush to fight someone just because of what the pockmarked monk said.

The pock-marked monk obviously didn't know what the other party was thinking, so he hurriedly continued speaking.

"Lord Huang, please calm down. My subordinates are indeed extremely angry at what that man did. But... I have to admit that that man's strength is indeed quite terrifying. With just one move, he destroyed the secret weapon that the steward secretly assisted. Formation."

"Master Steward is helping us secretly? What's going on? Isn't the purpose of your trip here to get the high-grade spiritual stones in the hands of those little Foundation Builders?" The fat monk's brows moved slightly.

I thought that the person was just the other party's support and unexpectedly appeared. Unexpectedly, the steward of the City Lord's Mansion would take the initiative to intervene midway.

In just a moment, he was keenly aware that there was something hidden in it.

After all, in his view, as the steward of Sunset City's Lord's Mansion, it was impossible for him to do this kind of thing in person, and there was no need to care about it all the time.

However, the other party actually did just that. It can only be said that this matter must be taken very seriously.