Cultivating Immortals: I Can Save the Price

   Chapter 281 The fire of the salary can start a prairie

   Half of the wall slid down, and the fiery red morning sun shone on Ren Qing.

   He slowly walked out of the range of Morning Street, the ghost figure returned to the soles of his feet, and the buildings suspended in the air fell like raindrops.

  Clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap clap...

  Ren Qing stopped his steps, the strangeness in Qingyan Town had obviously noticed the strangeness, and in front of him was a deep underground hole.

   He used the Soul Butterfly Projection to inform Wuwei Taoist Temple to prepare the mountain gate, and he also had secret hands to support at any time.

  The ground shook suddenly.

   In the cave covered with spider silk, there seems to be a behemoth approaching fast.

  The sun was immediately obscured by a large area of ​​shadows, and the eerie tiger stared at the entrance of the cave, exuding a terrifying and demonic aura that seemed to be real.

   It was a giant black spider more than thirty meters tall, covered with black insect armor, and staring at Ren Qing with twelve blood-red eyes.

  Compared with Him, Yao Xiu seems to be a tiny ant.

The **** of the   shan spider's abdomen are still bred with eggs, and an astonishing number of small spiders crawl out of it, weaving thick cobwebs on the house and the ground.

The    mountain spider felt to Ren Qing that his intelligence was not high, but his fierceness was far beyond ordinary.

  The strange people in the town saw this situation and chose to wait and see. At this time, they didn't know that Ren Qing was not a galloping wolf demon Xiu.

   But in the eyes of Yao Xiu, he couldn't help but feel the five flavors.

   They relied on strange cultivation, and naturally they became puppets. Even if all the forces were trying to get out of it, they had no clue at the moment.

   "hiss..."

  The demonic aura of the mountain spider condensed, and crawled towards Ren Qing at a speed that was not proportional to the body. As the limbs lifted and fell, many demon cultivators turned into meat because of accidental killing.

  Ren Qing stepped on the ground lightly when he saw this, and instantly disappeared in place.

   He appeared on top of the mountain spider, and the heavy pupils in his eyes turned, allowing him to detect the flaws revealed by the mountain spider.

   "people...food..."

The twelve eyes of the    Mountain Spider were not a decoration, and they quickly locked on Ren Qing, spitting out a spider web covering dozens of meters.

  Ren Qing calmly swayed the dragon and snake ridges, but chopped on the spider web like a mud ox into the sea, and the powerful strength was absorbed by the tenacity of the spider web.

   He couldn't help being surprised, and nimbly sideways dodged the spider web.

   I thought that Weird, as a magical tool created by the Blood Moon to affect the environment, should be lacking, but I didn't expect it to be very similar to a living creature.

   is very in line with the strange description of the "mountain spider" in the story of ghosts and ghosts, and there is no trace of the magic weapon at all.

  Ren Qing launched a tentative attack around the mountain spider, and the scars left by his claws recovered in a short time.

  The mountain spider felt that Ren Qing was like a large fly, and began to spray more spider silk, covering a range of hundreds of meters.

  Ren Qing didn't plan to avoid it anymore.

   His right hand grabbed towards his spine, with an unparalleled sharpness.

   then pulled out a dragon.

  The dragon snake ridge has completely grown blood and flesh. Although it has no limbs, it is covered in scales and its head is clearly the appearance of a young dragon.

   Chill erupted from the Dragon Serpent's spine.

The    cobweb was broken into pieces, and one eye of the mountain spider was blinded.

The    Mountain Spider was aroused with ferocity, and its speed was three points faster, and a dozen pairs of limbs turned into afterimages and madly hit the ground.

   ding ding ding ding…

  Ren Qing held the Dragon and Snake Ridges in both hands, tossing and turning to block the attack.

   "During the strange action, the demon pattern will flow around the whole body, which is really interesting."

   He muttered to himself, the endless ghosts turned into liquid and poured into his body, including the ghostly worm.

  Ren Qing's body began to swell again, and because the ghost wolf couldn't bear the ghost's possession, he voluntarily retreated into the eternal ridge.

  Mountain Spider was absent for a moment.

   He didn't understand why he was a weak prey just now, but suddenly became powerful, and even gave himself an inexplicable heart palpitation.

  Ren Qing maintained the movement of holding the knife, but did not rush to shoot.

   He was still dodging the attack of the mountain spider, but through the thick insect armor, he saw the beating meat ball inside.

   "In that case..."

  Ren Qing lightly landed on the abdomen of the mountain spider, and then the dragon and snake ridge in his hand stabbed hard, and the natal magic weapon directly penetrated the insect armor.

   Immediately after, his body merged with the ghost shadow, burrowing into the wound of the mountain spider like a liquid, and the target was the meat ball.

The    Mountain Spider felt the pain, but the wound healed in a flash.

   He couldn't find Ren Qing's breath, so he couldn't help looking left and right, but soon an uncontrollable drowsiness filled his heart.

The    Mountain Spider simply lay down and rested.

  The rest of the strange people thought that Ren Qing had been solved, and couldn't help but feel jealous of the mountain spider, and didn't care about Ren Qing's actions.

  The demon cultivator is somewhat saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox.

  No matter what, although this cultivator of Chilang is not very demonic, it is obviously not weird, and his strength is far beyond the Nascent Soul period.

   But still can't match Wei Wei, what kind of despair...

   At the top of Qingqiu Mountain, more than a dozen fox fairies peeped at Wuwei Taoist Temple in secret, and the sweetness of their flesh made them eager to move.

   "Just like people and animals, fighting against Xianwei is like this."

   Grandma Foxxian's hoarse voice sounded, accompanied by a monstrous demonic energy.

  The demonic qi pressed towards Wuwei Taoist Temple.

  I thought that those Taoist disciples would be frightened, but what they did not expect was a loud bell, like the light of dawn.

   "All disciples obey orders!"

"exist!"

   "Formation, slaying demons and exorcising demons!!"

   Today is different from the past. Daoist disciples have gained a lot of benefits in Xian City, and they are no longer just fish and meat on the chopping block.

   One after another, the simple flying swords broke out of the air, and the Taoist disciples stepped on them.

  Although they are simply flying around the mountain gate, they cooperate with each other tacitly, and it can be seen that they have been preparing for this for a long time.

   Grandma Foxxian was a little annoyed, the whole mountain shook, and all the demon cultivators who were half human and half fox fell to their knees on the ground.

   "Kill them!!"

   After a few breaths of silence, Yao Xiu became mad under the influence of the strange and demonic aura, and shouted in harmony, "Follow your orders, Grandma Fox Fairy."

  The demon cultivator took the shape of a beast, and went to the Taoist Temple of Wuwei in groups.

  Wuwei Taoist Temple has the immortal city to increase the heritage, and the strength is enough to match, plus the help of the ground immortals, it should take time.

   But No Quantum picked up the broken wooden sword and prepared to leave the mountain gate.

  Qingsongzi hurriedly grabbed Wu Quantum and asked suspiciously, "Senior brother, according to the meaning of the immortals on the earth, taking the mountain gate as the center and taking defense instead of offense, there will be no casualties."

  No quantum expression, no sadness, no joy: "Junior Brother, what's the difference between us and Yao Xiu?"

   Qingsongzi was stunned: "What?"

   "I've been thinking for the past few days, such a prosperous Wuwei Taoism has been destroyed, why won't we repeat the same mistakes?"

  Qingsongzi said with a strong smile, "We are blessed by the gods on earth. As long as another hundred years pass, we will definitely..."

   "It's been a hundred years, Junior Brother."

  No Quantum took out the crystal clear jade sword from his arms and inserted it directly into his lower dantian, his breath suddenly soared again.

   "Haven't you heard what the gods on earth said, it's a big time now."

  Qing Songzi's eyes widened, and he reached out to stop Wu Quantum: "Senior brother, you are using the art of military solution, do you want to die?!"

   He knew that the headmasters of the past dynasties would learn the art of Solving Soldiers. This method not only stimulates the true essence of the body, but also destroys the spirit and soul, so as not to reveal the secrets of the sect.

  No Quantum said with a smile: "We don't have a hundred years of savings for us. If we can't strengthen ourselves, we will become a vassal like a demon cultivator."

   As he spoke, he inserted the second jade sword into the middle dantian, and his breath also broke through the restrictions of the Netherworld Insect Law and came to the level of the Nascent Soul.

   "Senior brother, why bother..."

   "I want to use myself as firewood, I want to light the fire in Wuwei Dao's heart, I want everyone to become immortal..."

  No Quantum's eyes flickered, and he looked at Qingsongzi with nostalgic eyes and said, "Junior Brother, once you wanted to sit in the teaching position, then it will be handed over to you."

"I…"

   "We can live in the world as merchants, but Wuwei Taoism should not be like this."

  No Quantum inserted the last jade sword into his forehead, then patted Qingsongzi on the shoulder and said, "Look at this great era for me."

  No quantum words should just fall, his feet broke through the void, his white robe fluttered in the wind, and he rushed straight towards Qingqiu Mountain.

   "Under Wuwei Taoist Temple, the 103rd generation headmaster Wu Quantum."

   "Qingqiu Mountain, come to fight!"

The sound of    resounded through the sky, and everyone in Qingyan Town fell into a trance, as if they saw the prosperous Xianzong hundreds of years ago.

  Qingsongzi bowed and shouted, "Respectfully send Master Zhang."

   "The Tao is the Tao, the Tao of inaction..."

   "The Tao is the Tao, the Tao of inaction..."

   At first, only Qingsongzi was chanting, but soon the disciples around him followed suit, and finally even the people joined in.

  No Quantum released the wooden sword. This dilapidated magic weapon was placed in the former Xianzong, and it was also a sharp weapon in the hands of the core disciples.

"go!"

The    wooden sword slashed towards Qingqiu Mountain.

  There are scars with deep visible bones on Grandma Huxian's fur.

   "A mere monster, but that's all."

  No quantum is like a rainbow, directly smashing the mountain peaks, fighting with the fox fairy in a strange way, the trees fall down, and the river water flows backwards.

   Yaoxiu also rushed into the mountain gate, and the Taoist disciples rode the flying swords and shot one after another.

   The flashing light of the soul butterfly projection became more and more dazzling, as if some kind of magic was bred, but in the end it dimmed.

  This battle is not only about the Jailer Hall, but also the existence of Wuwei Taoist Temple after joining the Jailer Hall in name only.

   At the same time, in Qingyan Town.

   Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, the skinny old groom stroked the horse he depended on for survival while twisting its neck.

   He cut open the horse's belly and took out a rusted iron sword.

  The old groom didn't care about the gazes of others, he raised his sword and ran towards Wuwei Taoist Temple, his body exuding fluctuations of true essence.

   There is also a beggar with sores all over his body. He was usually a rotten person who eats and waits to die, but now he is cleaning the filth on his face with stagnant water.

  The old man, who was useless even in the eyes of his wife and children, was using one arm to rummage through boxes and cabinets at home, looking for the magic weapon that was discarded after he left the mountain.

   brothels, casinos, marketplaces…

  The lower the third-rate place, the more disciples of Wuwei Taoist Temple.

   They were like water droplets gathering in a river, using unfamiliar spells, and fighting with those demon cultivators who came to stop them.

   Only blood can burn a fire.

   And the fire can start a prairie fire.

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   (end of this chapter)