Immortal Space

Yinlang, who provided information for JJ Lin, was lying in a bush at this time, observing everything that happened here from a distance.

He is sinister and vicious, and often does some worthless business. Those who knew him gave him the nickname of Yin Wolf.

He has a brother who invited him two or three years ago to rob a group of mortals, who is said to be a fat sheep.

At that time, he felt that a group of mortals could have as much money and other things, so he didn't participate.

Who knows, his fellow brother never came back. After many investigations, he learned that he was killed by Wang Hong and his gang.

Since then, he has been secretly watching this group of people, and found that this group of people are really fat sheep. There are more than a dozen stalls and one shop. Assets are at least thousands of Lingshi.

It's just that this group of people has been huddled in the city and has no chance to do anything.

It was so easy to wait for the opportunity this time, but seeing his momentum, I was not sure, so I urged Lin Junjie to come.

Lin Junjie is just a side branch of the Lin family, and he only has two Qi Gathering Pills per month, plus the cost of 20 Lingshi.

On weekdays, he occasionally does some work of robbing casual cultivators, and when he got the news of Yinlang, he led people to chase him out immediately.

On the way, Yin Lang found an excuse to slip away and hid in the dark to observe.

If Lin Junjie wins, it's not too late for him to make up a few more dollars and share some benefits by the way.

If Lin Junjie was defeated or died, then this group of people would offend the Lin family. The Lin family is a middle-level force, and there are foundation-building monks. It is not easy to crush these people to death.

Yin Lang felt lucky at this time, Lin Junjie was attacked below him, and he was beheaded as soon as he met him.

Among the remaining people, the fifth-level qi practitioner was entangled by Wang Hong. The remaining ten people fought together with the more than forty soldiers.

The soldiers attacked in three waves in turn, and the attacks continued like a tidal wave, each time targeting the same person until they were killed.

These soldiers cooperated tacitly, and another wave had already attacked before one wave stopped. The golden light talisman and spiritual power shields offered by the monks could only withstand one or two waves of attacks before they were destroyed, and then pierced by several long spears.

During this period of time, three monks have already lost their lives.

And this group of soldiers can only attack, they don't defend at all. Facing the magic attacks or talisman attacks issued by the other monks, they didn't even bother to look at them. They were blocked by two qi training monks among the soldiers who threw a lot of defensive talismans.

Their mutual trust and tacit cooperation can be seen.

This scene made Yin Lang call himself a prodigal. He had already spent dozens of talismans worth hundreds of spirit stones, and it was just wasted. These mortal soldiers can only be found after they die. There are thousands of mortals, as many as you want.

On the other side, Wang Hong was fighting with the five-level Qi training monk.

The cultivator raised a black flying sword and slashed at Wang Hong. Wang Hong didn't show any weakness, he raised his spear to meet him, and the two clashed in the air.

After fighting in the air several times in an instant, Wang Hong took out a bottle of spiritual wine and quickly poured it into his mouth, threw the bottle away, and quickly took out another bottle and poured it down.

The spiritual power is consumed too quickly, and the fourth level of Qi training is still not suitable for controlling magical weapons.

The cultivator on the opposite side also took out the spirit wine, took a sip, and his mana was restored. The grade of the spirit wine should be better than Wang Hong's.

Wang Hong saw that he might be at a disadvantage if he went on like this, so he took out a few fireball talismans and hit the opposite cultivator.

The cultivator on the opposite side dodged a few fireball talismans in embarrassment, his hair was also scorched, and he cursed: "Boy, it's too wasteful. I've never seen you hit people with spirit stones as soon as you come up. It's all mine."

The magical artifacts of the two sides were still colliding with each other, and Wang Hong drank another bottle of spirit wine. Said: "Grandpa, I like to hit people with spirit stones. It's yours, so you go ahead!"

As he spoke, he threw out a few more talismans, and without looking at the result, he threw out another handful of talismans.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the sea of ​​flames formed by the fireball talisman, the monks on the fifth level of Qi training on the opposite side had no way to hide in the continuous bombardment of talismans, and were finally completely submerged and turned into ashes.

Of the ten monks on the other side, only five were left struggling.

Wang Hong was not in a hurry to join the battle, but stood watching the battle not far away.

Seeing that the situation was over, a monk wanted to escape, but was restrained by Wang Hong with the entanglement technique.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Chunfeng shouted loudly: "Sleepy!"

The original three-wave attack formation turned into five teams, outflanking and encircling the remaining four from the left and right.

During this period, some people wanted to escape, but they were beaten back by Wang Hong, and they had to be tempered.

After a quarter of an hour, the battle ended. There were a total of twelve people, all of whom were beheaded. After packing up the booty, the corpse was burned.

After dealing with the battlefield, a group of people returned to the city overnight. Who knows if Lin Junjie will have a backup.

The Yin wolf crouching in the bushes let out a long sigh of relief when he saw Wang Hong and the others walk away.

This group of people put too much pressure on him. He had never seen a group of mortals plus a few first- and second-level qi-training people, who could have such combat power. It's really not wrong that his brother died.

More than forty people, most of them are mortals, and the highest cultivation is only at the fourth level of qi training, and they killed more than ten immortal cultivators. This also includes Lin Junjie, a sixth-level Qi training monk.

He originally thought that even if Lin Junjie didn't take advantage, at most three or five people would die, but he didn't expect that they all died here.

He was only at the fifth level of Qi training, if he hadn't slipped away ahead of time, he should have become a part of the ashes by now.

Those mortals in ordinary times are ants that can be crushed to death easily. When they see them, they don't worship them, they respect them like gods.

This battle shocked him too much, and he secretly made up his mind that such an enemy must be eliminated.

Wang Hong and his party returned to their residence and distributed the spoils.

These twelve people only had a total of more than 300 spirit stones, and they harvested ten magic weapons. A few pills, a few spiritual herbs.

"There are two other people who don't even have a magic weapon, so they join in the fun." Wang Hong was also happy.

Among them, Lin Junjie's magic weapon is actually a middle-grade flying sword, and there is also a book "Basics of Alchemy", which contains three kinds of pill recipes and some basic knowledge of alchemy. Wang Hong took these two, and handed over the rest to his soldiers for distribution.

This battle was considered a big loss, and the talismans used up were worth thousands of spirit stones.

This time, it seemed that he had won beautifully, but in fact, he was beaten to death with spirit stones.

If the talisman is not used, the outcome is unpredictable, and even if it wins, there will be heavy casualties.

It seems that the process of learning how to make talismans is about to be accelerated.

"There are so many things to learn to cultivate an immortal, such as learning alchemy, making talismans, practicing magic spells, and practicing meditation." Wang Hong couldn't help but sigh.

In fact, he was thinking too much. Others are mainly practicing, practicing one or two spells, and then go outside to hunt monsters and find elixir in exchange for training resources.

The next day, Wang Hong found a shop called Wanfalou.

One step into it, the first thing that catches the eye is rows of mahogany shelves filled with books, jade slips and other items.

A white-clothed maid stepped forward and saluted, "My fellow Taoist, this way please."

Reaching out his hand, he led Wang Hong to sit down at a tea table, and made him a pot of spiritual tea.

Wang Hong took a sip of tea lightly, the tea was fragrant and he felt relaxed.

The white-clothed maid then asked: "This shop mainly deals in all kinds of books and jade slips. What do fellow Taoists need? The little girl will find them for you."

Wang Hong thought about it for a while, and then said: "I want to make alchemy, elixir, talisman making, brewing of spirit wine, spirit cook, and magic training. You can find them all for me to see."

The white-clothed maid was stunned. It was the first time she saw a person buying so many kinds of books at the same time. Can he learn it?

Many people can learn one of them well in their whole life, and they will be able to make a living in the world of comprehension.

Learning these skills not only takes time, but also requires huge resource support.

Ordinary comprehension families have a lot of resources and can only support one skill.

Some families are good at alchemy, some are famous for formations, and some are forging weapons, that's why.

Not to mention personally.