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"I don't think patrolling is bad, but patrolling here is not a good way to make merit. Junior Brother Zhao, who entered the sect at the same time as me, also patrols, but he patrols in the market opened by our Fenghuo Sect. Last month, he dealt with several cultivators who made trouble in the market and was rewarded with hundreds of spirit stones. We patrol here, and there is not even a bird. It is difficult to make merit." The blue-shirted young man sighed, his face full of longing.

Chen Dayou chuckled and said, "Unless someone attacks here, we can't make merit, but Junior Brother Li, do you think it's possible? Our sect is one of the five sects of the Tang Dynasty. Who dares to attack here without long eyes."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a loud "boom" and the ground shook a little, and then the alarm sounded.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, everyone gather." A hurried voice suddenly sounded.

Chen Dayou and others were stunned at first, but soon reacted and ran back to the way they came.

Not long after, Chen Dayou and others came to a valley with many connections.

There are more than a dozen dark mine caves in the valley, and people come out of the caves from time to time with backpacks on their backs.

Most of these people are cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, with nothing on their waists and holding various magical instruments in their hands. There are more than a dozen tall buildings standing in the canyon.

At this time, hundreds of cultivators gathered in the open space in front of the tall buildings, most of whom are cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, and a few are foundation-building cultivators.

A huge white light curtain enveloped the entire valley. Above the white light curtain, a man and a woman floated in the air, and they were masters of the Jindan Realm.

The man was tall, white-faced and beardless, wearing a red Taoist robe, and the woman had beautiful facial features, wearing a purple long skirt, dressed like a young woman, and both of them had solemn expressions on their faces.

Opposite the two men, one of them had a bookish look, wore a white robe, and carried a white sword on his back. The other man was about 30 years old, with regular features, and carried a green sword on his back. Behind them, there were hundreds of young men and women in uniform, each of them stepping on a flying sword.

"Two fellow Taoists from the Ancient Sword Sect, this place is under the jurisdiction of our Fenghuo Sect. I wonder why you two are here?" The red-robed Taoist said with a frown.

"We two brothers are here to take over the copper mine in Baiyun Valley under the order of the Sect Master. You two fellow Taoists, take your people away quickly!" The old man in the white robe said indifferently, with a rather unfriendly tone.

"Take over the copper mine? We two have not received any message from the sect. Did you make a mistake? This copper vein has been mined by our Fenghuo Sect for thousands of years. How could it be transferred to your Ancient Sword Sect?" The purple-skirted beautiful woman raised her eyebrows and said with a puzzled look on her face.

"Yes! The two of us did not receive the message from our sect master. Did you make a mistake?" The red-robed Taoist nodded in agreement, his eyes full of doubt.

"We did not make a mistake. Be sensible and pack up and leave immediately, otherwise don't blame us for being rude." The white-robed old man's face suddenly turned cold, and he said in a cold voice.

"Hmph, even if your Ancient Sword Sect is the first sect in the Tang Dynasty, it is too much to act like this. I will not hand over the copper mine without receiving the order from our Fenghuo Sect Master." The red-robed Taoist frowned and said unceremoniously.

"In this case, there is nothing to say, let's do it." A cold light flashed across the eyes of the white-robed old man.

He shrugged his shoulders, and the white long sword on his back flew out automatically, shaking in the wind, and transformed into a white dragon more than ten feet long, rushing towards the opposite side with fangs and claws.

The middle-aged man slapped the scabbard behind him, and with a "clang" sound, the green long sword flew out of the scabbard. After a blur, it turned into a green giant python more than ten feet long, and rushed to the opposite side with fierce eyes.

Seeing this scene, the red-robed Taoist's face sank. Without saying a word, he opened his mouth and sprayed out three flying knives with shining purple light. After a blur, it turned into a half-foot-long purple giant blade, facing the white dragon.

The purple-skirted beautiful woman slapped the storage bag on her waist with her jade hand, and a purple small umbrella flew out of it. After spinning in the air, it turned into a purple giant umbrella of about ten feet long. The surface of the purple giant umbrella glowed with dazzling purple light. After another transformation, a layer of purple light curtain was formed, covering her and the red-robed Taoist.

Then, she opened her mouth, and a purple ring flew out of it. After a blur, it turned into hundreds of identical purple rings, facing the green giant python.

Hundreds of purple rings hit the green giant python, which wailed and was smashed to pieces, revealing the true form of the flying sword.

The purple giant blade slashed fiercely at the white dragon, but the white dragon was unharmed. The white dragon's thick dragon claws suddenly slapped the purple giant blade, and the purple giant blade flew backwards.

"It's not a magical power that takes shape, but a magic weapon with a spirit!" The red-robed Taoist priest's face changed and he was surprised.

Like a spiritual weapon, a magic weapon has only one chance to seal the spirit of a monster into it. Once it fails, the spirit of the monster will disintegrate at best, and the power of the magic weapon will drop sharply at worst. But if it succeeds, it will greatly increase the power of the magic weapon. Because it is a magic weapon used by a Jindan-stage cultivator, the spirit of the monster sealed into the magic weapon is at least the spirit of a level 5 monster.

"You are Bai Jiao Zhenren from the Ancient Sword Sect!" The purple-skirted beautiful woman recognized the identity of the white-robed old man, and her face looked a little ugly. Bai Jiao Zhenren's name is well-known in the Tang Dynasty's cultivation world.

Bai Jiao Zhenren was born in the Ancient Sword Sect and is proficient in the art of controlling swords. He once fought one against three, and was not at a disadvantage but took the upper hand. He was known as the first person to form a pill in the Tang Dynasty's cultivation world.

"Humph, even if you recognize me, it's too late now, so die!" The white-robed old man sneered.

He pinched his fingers with one hand, and the long tail of the white dragon suddenly swung and hit the purple light curtain.

With a "bang", the purple light curtain, along with the purple-skirted beautiful woman and the red-robed Taoist priest inside, flew backwards.

The white dragon shook its head and tail, and chased after it with its fangs and claws bared.

The red-robed Taoist priest's face changed drastically. He pinched his fingers with one hand, and the purple giant blade swayed in the wind, turning into a purple giant eagle about ten feet in size. The purple giant eagle made a crisp cry, spread its wings, and quickly rushed towards the white dragon.

The purple giant eagle was only a form of magic power, not a physical entity. Not long after, the purple giant eagle was torn to pieces by the giant claws of the white dragon, and the giant blade was restored to its original form, with a slightly dim light.

The white dragon made a deafening dragon roar, and its speed increased by more than twice. In two flashes, it arrived in front of the red-robed Taoist priest and the purple-skirted beautiful woman. A white shadow flew over and hit the purple light curtain accurately.

With a "bang", the purple light curtain flew backwards, and the color of the light curtain also dimmed.