Immortality Cultivation: I can use my clansmen’s energy and blood to add points

The people in the town seemed to know nothing about the symbol, but Luo Chen and others did not give up.

They decided to stay in the town for a while, observe and inquire carefully.

In an inconspicuous tavern, they talked with an old man.

The old man seemed to know the history of the town quite well, so Luo Chen and others asked him about the origin of the symbol.

After hearing this, the old man's face suddenly became solemn: "That symbol is the symbol of an evil sect a long time ago. They used to be active in the town, but then suddenly disappeared without a trace."

"Disappeared without a trace?" Qing Shuang asked, "Then where did they go?"

The old man shook his head: "No one knows, but since then, some strange things have often happened in the town, as if someone is secretly controlling everything."

After hearing this, Luo Chen and others were shocked.

They realized that this evil sect might be the core of the black-clad organization they had been looking for.

"We must find out the real purpose of this sect." Luo Chen said firmly.

So they began to conduct a more in-depth investigation in the town.

They found that some residents in the town seemed to be affected by some mysterious power and their behavior became abnormal.

During a late night patrol, Luo Chen and others found a hidden underground passage.

At the end of the passage was a huge underground hall. In the center of the hall was a strange altar with the mysterious symbol engraved on it.

"It seems that we have found their secret base." Qingshuang whispered.

Luo Chen nodded, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "We can't let them continue to do evil."

The three decided to raid the base before dawn.

They sneaked into the underground hall quietly, ready to destroy the base of this evil sect in one fell swoop.

However, they didn't know that a bigger conspiracy was waiting for them.

When they were about to act, suddenly, all the lights in the hall went out, and low chanting sounded all around.

"Be careful!" Luo Chen shouted and drew his sword.

In the darkness, countless men in black poured out from all directions, holding weapons and flashing crazy light in their eyes.

A more intense battle is about to begin. Luo Chen, Qing Shuang and Feng Qing must do their best to survive this life-and-death contest.

And what they face is not only the men in black, but also more powerful enemies hidden in the dark.

In the battle, Luo Chen relied on his superb swordsmanship and calm mind, Qing Shuang used her talismans and flexible body movements, and Feng Qing used his strength and courage. The three cooperated with each other and fought a desperate fight with the enemy.

After a hard fight, they finally repelled the men in black, but all three were exhausted.

They knew that this battle was only a temporary victory, and greater challenges were still waiting for them.

"We must find the real leader of this organization." Luo Chen panted.

Qing Shuang and Feng Qing nodded. They knew that only by completely destroying this organization could peace be restored.

So they began to look for clues in the underground hall, trying to find the leader of this organization.

After a search, they found a hidden room behind the altar.

In the room, a man in a black robe was sitting on a chair. He wore a strange mask on his face and his eyes flashed with crazy light.

"You are finally here." The man in black robe spoke slowly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

Luo Chen, Qing Shuang and Feng Qing looked at each other. They knew that the real battle had just begun.

"Are you the leader of this organization?" Luo Chen questioned.

The man in black robe stood up, and his figure looked unusually tall in the dim light: "Yes, I am. Do you think you can stop me by defeating my men? Too naive."

"Then let's see how capable you are." Feng Qing shouted angrily and drew his sword.

The battle broke out again, and the three of them had a fierce confrontation with the man in black robe.

The man in black robe was unexpectedly powerful, and every move he made was destructive.

Luo Chen, Qing Shuang and Feng Qing tried their best. They knew that this was their last chance.

After a hard fight, they finally found the weakness of the man in black robe and defeated him together.

The black-robed man fell to the ground, his mask shattered, revealing a face they had never seen before.

However, they had no time to be surprised, because as the black-robed man fell, the entire underground hall began to shake.

"Go!" Luo Chen shouted, and they quickly evacuated the underground hall.

When they returned to the ground, the whole town was in chaos.

Luo Chen, Qing Shuang and Feng Qing stood on the streets of the town, looking at the chaos around them, with a heavy heart.

The residents of the town were panicking and running around, while those affected by the mysterious power were unconsciously destroying everything.

"We must calm this chaos as soon as possible." Luo Chen said, with a hint of fatigue in his voice.

Qing Shuang nodded, and she began to shuttle through the crowd, using her talismans to soothe the affected residents.

Her movements were gentle and quick, and each talisman seemed to have the power to soothe people's hearts. Gradually, the residents began to calm down.

At the same time, Feng Qing was working hard to organize the residents of the town, guide them away from the dangerous area, and help them restore order.

His voice was firm and powerful, bringing hope to people.

Luo Chen stood aside, observing the situation around him, his eyes were extremely calm.

So far, this matter has been barely over.

Although the evil organization may not be completely dead.

But Luo Chen does not need to deal with the rest.

Tianji Pavilion will be responsible for the cleanup and aftermath.

"It's almost done, it's over, and we should leave."

After Luo Chen looked for a while, he said to Qingshuang beside him.

Luo Chen and Qingshuang decided not to stay any longer. They knew that the town needed time to restore peace, and they had to continue their journey.

"Qingshuang, let's go."

Luo Chen said softly, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

Qingshuang nodded, she knew that Luo Chen was right.

They had done their best, and now it was time to move on and pursue their own path.

The two packed their bags and set off on the road to the next destination.

At the moment they left, the residents of the town waved goodbye to them, their eyes full of gratitude and respect.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang responded with a smile, their hearts full of hope and expectation for the future.

......

In the blink of an eye, it was a few days later.

After leaving the town, Luo Chen did not plan to return to Tianji Pavilion.

His own affairs had basically been resolved, and now he could be regarded as a state of lightness and ease.

"Why do I feel like I have forgotten something..."

Suddenly, Luo Chen's brows could not help but frown slightly.

As he thought about it, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he said: "Yes, I remember that in order to earn spirit stones, I consigned some things in the auction house in the Xiuxianzhe Market. Now I don't know if those things have been sold..."

Luo Chen's thoughts drifted back to some time ago, when he sent some items he no longer needed to the auction house in the Xiuxianzhe Market in order to raise some spirit stones.

He remembered that he did not pay much attention to it at the time, but just handed the items to the person in charge of the auction house and agreed to share the profits after the auction.

Now, he suddenly remembered this matter, and couldn't help but wonder if those items had found buyers.

"Qingshuang, I suddenly remembered that I had consigned those items at the auction house in the market before. I have to go and check the situation." Luo Chen turned to Qingshuang and said.

Qingshuang smiled slightly and nodded, "Then let's go to the market and take a look. Maybe we can also buy some items we need by the way."

The two changed direction and walked towards the market for cultivators.

The market was still very lively, and various stalls were filled with a wide variety of items, from spiritual herbs and medicines to magic weapons and instruments.

Luo Chen and Qingshuang walked through the crowd and came to the door of the auction house.

The door of the auction house was gorgeously decorated, and two guards in uniform stood at the door.

Luo Chen walked up and explained his purpose to one of the guards.

After hearing this, the guard respectfully invited them in and led them to the steward in charge of auction affairs.

The steward was a middle-aged man. When he saw Luo Chen and Qing Shuang, he immediately stood up and greeted them with a smile.

"Fellow Daoist Luo Chen, you are finally here. We are just about to send you a message."

Luo Chen was slightly stunned, and then asked: "Oh? What happened?"

The steward took out a thick stack of spiritual stone bags from the cabinet behind him and handed it to Luo Chen.

"Your items were auctioned very successfully. This is the spiritual stone you deserve."

Luo Chen took the spiritual stone bag, weighed it, and showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Thank you, steward. I didn't expect it to be so smooth."

The steward nodded and continued: "Not only that, there are several guests who are very interested in the items you consigned. They hope to contact you directly. What do you think?"

Luo Chen pondered for a moment, then said: "Okay, but please tell them that I will only stay in the market for one day. If they are interested, please do it as soon as possible."

The steward promised and turned to make arrangements.

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang strolled around the auction house to see if there were other items worth buying.

Just as they were browsing the various auction items, a woman in gorgeous clothes came over and smiled at Luo Chen and Qing Shuang.

"My two Taoist friends, I am a representative from Lingbao Pavilion. I heard that Taoist Luo Chen has high-quality items for sale. I wonder if we can talk?"

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other and nodded.

The woman led them to an elegant reception room. After the three of them sat down, the woman said straight to the point: "Daoyou Luo Chen, on behalf of Lingbao Pavilion, I am very interested in the ancient sword you are consigning. I wonder if you are willing to give it up?"

Luo Chen pondered for a moment. The ancient sword was indeed something he got by chance. Although it was of good quality, it was not a necessity for him.

He looked at Qing Shuang, who nodded slightly, indicating that she supported his decision.

"Since Lingbao Pavilion is interested, I am willing to sell it." Luo Chen said slowly, "However, I hope to exchange more than just spiritual stones."

The woman's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and she asked: "What does Daoist Luo Chen want?"

"I need some special materials for refining magic tools." Luo Chen replied.

The woman thought for a moment, then said: "We can meet this, but it will take some time to prepare."

"No problem, I can stay in Fangshi for one day." Luo Chen emphasized again.

After the deal was negotiated, the woman left to prepare the materials, while Luo Chen and Qing Shuang continued to wander around the market.

Luochen and Qingshuang continued to wander around the market. They shuttled among the bustling crowds, occasionally stopping to carefully observe the items placed on the stalls.

Luochen suddenly stopped and his eyes fell on an inconspicuous corner stall.

There were some materials placed there that looked like scraps of copper and iron, which attracted me.

The owner of the stall is an old man, with a wrinkled face but a sharp light in his eyes.

He was sitting on an old wooden chair, seemingly not paying much attention to the passers-by.

Luochen walked forward, squatted down, and carefully looked through the seemingly useless materials.

"These materials seem a little unusual." Luo Chen whispered to himself, his eyes lingering on a seemingly ordinary piece of iron for a moment.

When the old man heard Luo Chen's words, he raised his head slightly and said in a hoarse voice: "Young man, you have a good sense. I collected these materials from ancient ruins, and each one has its own uniqueness. "

Qingshuang also came over and looked at the materials curiously. She asked softly: "Do these materials have any special use?"

The old man smiled and pointed at the piece of iron: "For example, this piece of iron looks ordinary, but it can withstand extremely high temperatures without deforming. It is an excellent material for refining fire-attribute magic weapons."

Luo Chen's heart moved. He needed such materials to refine a magical weapon, so he asked, "Old man, how can I sell this piece of iron?"

The old man held out three fingers: "This number is worth the price."

Luo Chen was slightly stunned. He didn't expect the old man to ask for such a high price.

He pondered for a moment, and then said: "This price is a bit beyond my expectations. Can we discuss it again?"

The old man shook his head: "Young man, the value of these materials cannot be measured by spiritual stones. If you really need it, the price is already very fair."

Luo Chen and Qing Shuang looked at each other, they knew what the old man said was true.

Luo Chen took out some spiritual stones from his arms and handed them to the old man: "Okay, deal."

The old man took the spirit stone and nodded with satisfaction: "Young man, you have a good sense. I hope you can make good use of these materials."

After the transaction was completed, Luochen and Qingshuang continued to wander around the market.

They were both in a good mood. Luo Chen got the materials he needed, while Qing Shuang was full of expectations for Luo Chen's weapon refining skills.

"Luochen, when do you plan to start refining the magic weapon?" Qing Shuang asked curiously.