Cultivating Immortality: Taking on the cause and taking over the result, fellow Taoists, help me!

In the small courtyard, Lu Ming began to think.

He definitely wanted to get the spirit stone, but Lu Ming didn't want to confront the law enforcement team directly. To be precise, he didn't want to have contact with the Murong family.

"The clone can get close to the restriction without much reaction. Unfortunately, it cannot contact the entity and can only control the magic weapon."

Lu Ming was stunned when he said this, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"Hey! That's right, wouldn't it be nice to control the magic weapon to get it back!"

Lu Ming summoned the clone back again and gave it a ghost claw weapon, which was captured by Feng Ping and his wife.

It's been sitting in a storage bag gathering dust, with no real use for it.

Its ban-breaking effect is actually suitable for today's sneaky things.

But it's better to wait until night before taking action. The ghost claws flying monsters in the sky in broad daylight are scary.

Lu Ming thought so and began to wait patiently.

...

...

At night, the moon and stars are sparse.

Yin Lianzi's clone came to the mid-air above the small Futang and looked around.

His eyes fell on the law enforcement team not far away.

Even a monk will always get tired from such boring stalking every day.

Jiang Cong is like this. He has been waiting here for several days.

Although it was rotated every week, he felt that this was meaningless, not only wasting time but also delaying his own practice.

This is already the third time I have been on duty, so nothing happens.

Jiang Cong yawned, feeling sleepy and couldn't help but rub his eyes.

For those who seek immortality, meditation can replace sleep and restore their energy, but it cannot withstand being watched every day.

Jiang Cong felt resentful and decided to start messing around. Anyway, today was like usual, nothing happened.

He looked around at his teammates and saw that everyone looked listless, and a few were even practicing secretly.

He immediately felt that he had found a sense of belonging. Since everyone was messing around, he could still be considered a part of the group by practicing quietly.

But as soon as he entered the cultivation state, someone beside him exclaimed and pushed his arm, interrupting his cultivation.

Jiang Cong frowned. It was very impolite to interrupt his practice. If it was more serious, it might lead to obsession.

Just when he was about to reprimand him, he saw the person who woke him up pointing his finger not far away with a look of shock on his face.

Jiang Cong turned his head in confusion and saw that at some point, a ghost claw had penetrated the restriction on the high platform, penetrated inside, and grabbed the storage bag inside.

Before anyone could react, the ghost claws instantly pulled away, then soared into the sky with the storage bag and disappeared.

After a moment, Jiang Cong, who was the first to react, shouted with sweat on his forehead.

"Catch...catch the thief!"

Then he stepped on a flying sword and chased away.

...

...

It is impossible to catch. Although Qi Refining monks can fly with swords, their speed cannot compare with the movement speed of their souls.

He led the opponent around for two rounds and then lost him.

In the small courtyard, Lu Ming played with the exquisite storage bag in his hand with a smile on his face.

The storage bag had no mana imprint, so Lu Ming opened it directly.

Although he knew what was inside beforehand, Lu Ming was still very excited when he actually saw the three thousand spirit stones.

He has worked hard for nearly a year, studying the Tao of Talismans, and with the enthusiastic support of some fellow Taoists, he has only had more than two thousand spiritual stones.

But now, in just one night, his net worth has skyrocketed by three thousand spiritual stones.

When Lu Ming thought that there was more to those guys, his heart itched.

or......

"No, no, law-abiding citizens cannot do illegal and disorderly things."

Lu Ming quickly gave up this idea.

"But... I don't want the spirit stones anymore, so I won't mind if I take your lives as compensation!"

Anyway, no one saw that it was Lu Ming who took the spirit stone. If they didn't see it, it meant that they didn't give it to him. If they didn't give him the spirit stone, why should they let those guys go?

This makes sense.

"Jiejiejie..."

The strange screams coming from the small courtyard were particularly permeable in the silent night sky.

...

Unknowingly, several days passed by.

There are a lot of lively things happening in Fang City every day, but the most talked about thing is that three famous Fu Zhuan shop owners in Fang City were drained of their essence and blood and died in their own courtyard.

And the name of the witch Taoist was once again shrouded in a layer of terror.

That kind of weird and evil method that kills people invisible and cannot be guarded against is like a curse, making people tremble and frightened.

Some people even call him a "witchcraft Taoist" in private.

What's even more surprising is that the Murong family still had no response to this matter. Instead, they sent people to receive the inheritance of several people.

One cannot help but wonder what the relationship between Taoist Wu and the Murong family is.

Could it be that the Murong family, coveting the huge wealth of a few people, concocted a non-existent ‘Witch Taoist’ to deliberately stage such a drama.

This makes many shop owners in Qingzhufang City panic all day long, fearing that they will follow in the footsteps of Tian Hao and others.

However, in this way, the order in Qingzhufang City has improved a lot.

There were fewer people making trouble, and even the casual cultivators from outside began to behave themselves.

The days passed like this.

There is no shortage of new things in the city, and gradually the topics of talking about witches and Taoists are becoming less and less.

Everyone is doing their own thing, and everything seems to have returned to calm.

But on this day.

A rainbow light streaked across the sky, heading towards Qingzhufang City, and finally fell into the central area of ​​Qingzhufang City.

Wherever it passes along the way, all living beings are frightened by the powerful spiritual pressure it emits.

Feeling the suffocating power, some of the monks who were closer turned pale and groaned involuntarily.

Even some people with low cultivation level and weak will are even urinating.

The city began to commotion, and the monks all looked at each other, at a loss as to what was going on.

But there was a vague premonition in his heart, which was the instinctive and dangerous intuition of an ant facing a panic situation.

Buzz!

As if to verify everyone's guesses, a buzzing sound sounded, and the ground began to shake violently.

A layer of cyan light curtain covering the city began to slowly rise, like a big bowl holding the entire Qingzhufang City.

A powerful wave of spiritual power spread out, and many colorful runes were like fish, swimming in the light curtain.

But every one of them brings an ultimate sense of danger to everyone.

"What's going on? That was a Foundation Establishment monk flying over just now, it was Ancestor Murong!"

"This is Qingzhufang City's second-level protective formation - the Qingtian Cloud Covering Formation. How could it suddenly open!"

"What is the Murong family doing? Come out and give me an explanation!"

"..."

Some casual cultivators said anxiously on the spot.

The formations in Qingzhufang City usually maintain operation at the lowest consumption, and will only operate at full capacity when encountering major events.

Now that the formation is operating at full strength as soon as it comes, something is wrong.

In the small courtyard, Lu Ming, who was practicing, was also awakened by the momentum just now.

He quickly walked out of the training room and went outside to observe, and also saw the formation rising.

At this time, the city was already in turmoil, with many monks looking panic-stricken and running around like headless flies.

At this time, a group of monks uniformly dressed in green bamboo robes came with swords and shouted loudly using amplification spells.

"Don't be impatient!"

"Today Fangshi has launched a large formation to search for demonic cultivators. Comrades, please stand where you are and don't move around."

Lu Ming: Huh?

When he heard about the hunt for demon cultivators, he was so frightened that he almost became nervous.

‘No, is it possible to make such a big fuss by arresting demon cultivators, using the second-level formation to arrest them? ’

However, Lu Ming calmed down quickly and it probably had nothing to do with him, otherwise he should have taken action directly.

‘What happened? That aura just now was a foundation building? ’

Lu Ming muttered to himself, looking around and seeing no one paying attention to him.

Then he quietly returned to the small courtyard.

First, he arranged a few talismans near the small courtyard, and then he touched the center of his eyebrows.

"go!"

A shadow floated out from the Niwan Palace and flew straight into the sky.

There are usually regulations in the city that no one is allowed to fly with magic weapons unless they get permission.

Now that the second-level formation was activated, he couldn't fly even if he wanted to. Lu Ming had to use his clone to explore the way.

With the help of the clone's perspective, Lu Ming saw that Qingzhufang City was now enveloped by a green-green light curtain.

Looking at the formation's posture, even when it is operating at full strength, it can be seen that the power of the earth's veins is pouring in at this time, and the power of the surrounding heaven and earth is also being withdrawn.

Seeing this scene, Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat and secretly thought something was wrong.

Just as he was about to control his clone to look around, he noticed another vast aura coming through the air and staying above Qingzhufang City.

"Foundation building!"

Lu Ming's face trembled, and he immediately controlled the clone to slowly fall down, and found a hidden corner to observe quietly.

Under the nose of the foundation-building monk, he had no confidence that the clone would not be discovered.

With the help of the clone's perspective, Lu Ming looked curiously at the person in the air. This was the first time he saw what a foundation-building monk looked like.

The person who came was a Taoist with yellow eyebrows. He was standing in the air with his hands behind his back, exuding the pressure of foundation building, looking down at the green formation of Fangshi below.

Ignoring the monks who were as big as ants on the ground, the Huang-browed Taoist paced in the air towards the front of the formation.

But at this moment, a majestic voice came from the direction of Murong's house in the center of the city.

"Friend Dao Zheng, I don't know what's going on!"

The yellow-browed Taoist had a sneer on his face.

"Old ghost Murong, you know best why I'm here. Hand over the things! Otherwise, don't blame me for not being kind to me in the past!"

His tone was calm, but his threat was undisguised.

Ancestor Murong was silent for a moment, and then his majestic voice sounded again.

"I don't have what you want here. Fellow Taoist, please come back!"

Taoist Huangmei didn't say any more, and directly raised a large bronze cauldron and hung it around him.

The magic power swept across, and the bronze cauldron suddenly became as big as a small mountain, and the falling shadow almost covered half of the city.

Taoist Huangmei pressed down with both hands, and the huge bronze cauldron came down like a mountain. The target was the big blue formation.

boom--

The moment the giant bronze cauldron landed on the guardian formation, it made an eardrum-ripping roar, centering on the landing point and spreading out in all directions.

The indifferent voice of Taoist Huangmei sounded in Fangshi.

"I don't know why, do you think I'm discussing this with you?"