Eternal Tranquility

Fu Bao sneered: "If there hadn't been a great formation, wouldn't you all be planning to take the Gray Stone Land as your own?"

The man opposite was dressed in black. When he heard this, he was very puzzled and said humbly: "Did you misunderstand something, fellow Taoist? When will we take the gray stone land as our own? We live next to each other and should live in harmony. , take care of each other.”

There were several people following him, who all agreed: "Yes, we are all fallen people in the world, and we should take care of each other."

"Haha, taking it as your own...that's not the right thing to say!"

"Senior Changying, you have such a good temper. When faced with such shameless people, you should fight back!"

A group of people were sarcastic and sarcastic. They had just won a battle, and the excitement and joy in their hearts had not yet been vented. With a monk of the same level as Fubao beside them, they dared to speak nonsense.

But Changying, who was standing among the people, just smiled calmly, and with his Chinese character face, he looked like a gentleman.

Fu Bao was so angry that he was so angry: "What a neighbor! This is my master's territory. Not only do you want to occupy Nestle, but you still want to live in harmony? Who gives you the face!"

At this time, several people were standing in the village built by the Qingming monk. This village was only separated from the gray stone land by a low hill, which was very close.

Fubao originally wanted to talk to Huayang today, but before he could find him, he met these people first.

That Changying was a cultivator in the late stage of divine transformation. He only arrived in Gray Stone Land ten years ago, but he gradually took Hua Yang's place. This time the demon cultivators came to attack, and he led his men to repel them, so his prestige became even greater.

Seeing the other party arrogantly acting like the owner of this place, Fubao couldn't help but sneered, but in the end, he provoked this completely confusing statement.

He said angrily: "Originally I planned to tolerate a little, but now it seems that I can't tolerate it!" Pointing at a few people: "Get out of the gray stone ground immediately, or don't blame me for being rude!"

The faces of the people on the opposite side immediately became extremely ugly, and they all took out their magical weapons, and they jumped out with expressions of indignation!

"Let us go away? Who do you think you are!"

"You should get out!"

"That's right, guarding a large formation with your nostrils pointed in the sky all day long, you are actually just a watchdog...ah!"

Fu Bao was so angry that his face turned blue, and he grabbed the neck of the Yuanying monk who was speaking with one hand. He saw that the man was speechless immediately, and his face quickly turned purple.

Changying, who originally let the people around him mock Fubao as if he were watching a show, could no longer maintain his graceful demeanor, and the spiritual sword on his back made a clanging sound.

"What are you doing? Do you dare to kill people! Don't forget that this is the residence of my Qingming monk. As long as you dare to touch a hair of his hair, the cultivators here will not let you go!"

The movement here had already caused the other Qingming monks who had passed by to stop and watch. Fubao's actions undoubtedly aroused public anger, and everyone gathered around. For a while, the sound of various magical weapons being unsheathed was heard.

Fu Bao had a stubborn temper that even ten oxen could not control. How could he take a few low-level people seriously? After hearing Chang Ying's words that were frightening and angry on the surface, but actually hinted at agility, he moved his fingers. Immediately broke the neck of the Yuanying monk!

He sneered and said: "So what if I kill you, what will you do to me!"

A sly smile quickly flashed across Chang Ying's face: Ha, he's just a demon cultivator who fell into the trap after being provoked. Now he finally has an excuse to take action!

He had long wanted to pull out the big formation on the gray stone ground. He heard that the spiritual energy inside was much stronger than outside, and many spiritual medicines had been planted there.

This Zhuoyuan spiritual energy is as lacking as a barren land. If he didn't have some spiritual stones in his body, he might not even be able to make up for the consumption of spiritual energy, let alone practice. He has wasted ten years in vain, and now he desperately needs it. A place rich in spiritual energy.

Unfortunately, whenever he tried to talk about it, the cowardly guy from Huayang shook his head and objected, saying that the real Qinglin was extremely powerful and kind to him, so he must not be provoked.

The opponent is only in the middle stage of divine transformation. No matter how strong he is, how much stronger can he be? Can he be stronger than a Yinxu realm monk?

Now is the perfect time to take action, first kill the spiritual beast guarding the gate, then break through the opponent's formation, kill it, collect the spiritual field, and occupy the cave - wouldn't it be great!

Thinking of this, Changying roared angrily, murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the spiritual sword floating beside him immediately became powerful!

Fu Bao was so angry that he calmed down and looked at him coldly. He raised his head and let out a long roar that spread throughout the country.

Chang Ying's expression became stern, and he couldn't wait any longer. As soon as he took action, his anger flew into the sky, and his sword intention turned into a rainbow and came straight towards him.

However, the wind was already blowing under Fubao's feet, and he flew out of the range of the long sword in a few flashes. Another figure in green suddenly appeared and punched out!

The incarnations have not been idle in these years. Liu Qinghuan originally obtained the stone wood crystals from selling elixirs. Although they were of low quality, they were superior in quantity, so some of them were allocated to him and Fu Bao for cultivation.

The avatar had already relied on the skeleton to be extremely powerful, and now that he had developed his strength, this punch seemed to be inconspicuous, but the long sword intent was shattered as if it had hit a solid wall!

At this time, the Qingming monks below suffered a disaster. Seeing the opportunity, they hid early. Those who ran slowly were immediately enveloped by the scattered sword energy.

This is the sword of the cultivator!

Just as screams were heard one after another, an unlucky monk ran into the sword energy and died on the spot without even being able to resist.

Changying's face changed slightly, and he couldn't help but frown in disgust, but thinking about having to use these people to do things in the future, he had to save them.

And here, Huayang, who had been late for a long time, finally arrived. Seeing such a scene, he couldn't help but be shocked: "What, what, what is going on? Chang Ying? Fellow Taoist Fubao?"

Fu Bao turned around and said expressionlessly: "Huayang, let me ask you!"

"W-what?"

"Back then, my master rescued you and other monks from the evil cultivator and asked you to go on your own. It was you who begged the master and were willing to stay and act as guards. Is this the case?"

Huayang saw some formations, but there was nothing he didn't understand. It's just that Chang Ying's cultivation level is higher than him, so he can't persuade him at all. He can only wipe his sweat and say: "That's true... Taoist friend Qinglin is kind and kind, and allows us to live in the gray stone land..."

Fu Bao interrupted him impatiently: "Did my master allow you to bring more people here?"

Huayang's expression darkened and he said with difficulty, "No."

Fu Bao said sternly: "My master is kind, you Qingming monks don't want to repay, but now you are repaying kindness with hatred, and you also want to occupy the gray stone land. What's the point?"

"me……"

Huayang looked at Changying, feeling secretly resentful but unable to defend himself.

"How many of you here were brought out by my master from the Dao Wuya alien race? Who took out the healing elixir and saved your lives? Who have you suffered from over the years? Can you survive in the abyss by taking shelter?”

After asking three times in a row, some people lowered their heads, but others still looked at him with anger and hatred, even with sarcasm in their eyes.

It seems to be saying, now and then, in the world of immortality, profit has always been the top priority. How much is good worth? !

"Ahem!" Changying said: "Fellow Taoist, what you said is wrong, you..."

"What are you, don't think that I don't know what you are planning!" Fu Bao looked at him with a sneer: "If you have anything to say, you can tell my master, I hope you can still save half of your life! "

After that, he stopped talking nonsense to them, called his avatar and left.

"Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist Fubao, please listen to my explanation..." Hua Yang called several times, but still couldn't stop him. He turned around and saw Changying: "You!"

It's just that in the past, he had said so much to persuade, but it had no effect at all. Now it is even more impossible to persuade the other party.

"Haven't you always been scheming? Do whatever you want in this village. From now on, we will be cut off from each other. Everything good or bad has nothing to do with me!"

After saying that, Hua Yang flew to chase Fu Bao.

A fierce look flashed across Changying's face, he narrowed his eyes and smiled again.

"That's fine, but I want to see how capable Qinglin is, after hearing his name... Then I can catch them all, and I won't have to kill them one by one."