Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

Chapter 110 Sigh! Fragments of the magic weapon! (23 more, please subscribe!)

Once out of Huangfeng Valley.

He felt his eyes disappear behind him.

Can't feel the other party's malice.

But he still felt uneasy and shook his head slightly, Li Feiyu immediately used Yan Yundong to leave, and walked thousands of miles in one breath.

After that, he restrained his breath and turned into a mortal, mixing into the secular town.

A day later, Fang Cai followed a caravan heading to Linzhou, planning to detour back to Xizhou from Linzhou instead of going to Jianzhou.

"Haoko, what's going on?"

"Didn't you say yes, you won't let other people follow you along the way?"

"Why did you bring a stranger into our caravan?"

A caravan was about to set off for Linzhou.

The scale is small, and a dozen people in the caravan are ready to travel lightly to complete the delivery.

However, before leaving.

The head of the caravan brought back a handsome young man, and even prepared the best carriage for him.

Originally, a stranger joined, but it is actually not unusual for caravan members who often pick people up and earn extra money.

But this time, because the uncle's family of the head of the caravan doesn't like the relationship with outsiders, they didn't bring any guests.

Unexpectedly, another moth appeared in the last part of the journey.

Now, the head of the caravan is facing questioning from his own uncle.

Although the questioner lowered his voice, there was no noise...

But to Li Feiyu, no matter how low his voice was, it was almost as close to his ears.

He didn't intend to pay attention to it.

The person who spoke was actually a low-level monk in the fourth floor of the Qi refining period!

This is the second immortal cultivator in the caravan besides him!

He originally wanted to avoid all the immortal cultivators, but he did not expect to meet them anyway.

This made Li Feiyu frowned slightly, opened the curtains, and took a sneaky look...

【Swallow pillar——Level: Qi Refining Level 4, Spiritual Root: Metal, Wood, Water, and Soil, Age: Thirty-seven...】

This is a man in his thirties. Judging by his age and spiritual roots, he basically belongs to the ranks of low-level immortal cultivators.

Li Feiyu shook his head slightly and looked away.

He gave enough money, and the caravan master will handle it.

In fact, even though the head of the caravan was just a mortal, facing the pressure from his immortal cultivator uncle, he did resist forcefully.

"Uncle Zhuzi, we are going to Linzhou soon, what are you worried about!"

"What you provoked in Lanzhou was nothing more than a rivers and lakes incident involving a few monks. Why should you be so worried?"

"Anyway, I won't retreat, why don't you kill me, Uncle!"

Facing his nephew, with his eyes closed and flirtatious, Yan Zhu was so angry that he wanted to slap him.

One can imagine that this is the son of his eldest brother, whether he has any descendants.

This lineage expects the other party to pass it on and continue to win descendants with spiritual roots, so they can only grit their teeth and swallow.

"Uncle Zhu, my mother said, don't embarrass others."

At this moment, the curtain of the carriage on one side was slightly opened.

A girl in plain clothes with a veil appeared, she seemed to have just cried, her eyes were red, and she spoke in a low voice.

Seeing this, Yan Zhu took a deep breath and nodded.

The caravan finally set off.

It didn't take long to come to Linzhou.

Sitting in the carriage, Li Feiyu, who had just refined the power of the 'Dingyan Pill', didn't feel anything strange.

But still nodded with satisfaction.

In the last few months of the twenties, taking a Dingyan Pill is considered a good thing.

He opened it again and glanced at the environment outside the car.

This is his first time in Linzhou.

I think of Yanliang Mountain in this state...

That's where Yanling Fort is stationed.

The site of the Yan family.

Inexplicably thinking of Yan Ruyan.

Li Feiyu frowned, not because he thought of Yan Ruyan and the two monks, but because...

"who?!"

A roar!

The low-level immortal cultivator named Yan Zhu issued a warning while the caravan was on their way peacefully!

The guards drew their swords and stood ready!

But when they saw three or five figures flying over like gods, their expressions changed in fright.

The head of the caravan saw him, and immediately ran to his uncle.

Understand that these five different figures who came suddenly are also immortal cultivators!

Yan Zhu frowned deeply, and his face was a little ugly.

The opponent's cultivation base is far above his!

This forced him to show respect, cupped his hands and cupped his fists: "Yan Zhu, a disciple of the Yan family in Lower Yanling Castle, why did some fellow Taoists stop the Yan family's convoy for no reason?"

"The Yan family?"

"Brother, a member of the Yan family."

...

Yanzhu declared himself a family, and indeed he has deterrent power in the border of Linzhou.

The few immortal cultivators from the seventh and eighth floors of the Qi refining period who came here suddenly showed a bit of nervousness and hesitation, and they all looked at the leader in blue.

"What are you afraid of?!"

"What we are looking for is the fragment of the magic weapon!"

"Search what happened to the Yan family's convoy? If the fragments of the magic weapon are hidden here, then are we here for nothing?"

The man in blue showed displeasure, and shouted a few times: "It's not like you don't know that the fragments of the magic weapon can actively avoid the prying eyes of the divine sense!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about his brothers.

The man in blue stepped forward stepping on the Yufengjue, and shouted coldly: "Don't use the Yan family to suppress me, I lost a treasure, I must find it!"

"baby?"

Yan Zhu frowned: "This fellow Taoist, here are some herbal medicines of ordinary years, there are no treasures!"

"You said there is no one?"

The man in blue sneered: "I've made sure to search today, if you dare to stop... don't blame my sword for being too sharp!"

talking!

The man in blue flipped his hand, and a magic weapon of long sword appeared in his hand, exuding blue brilliance.

Yan Zhu's face changed slightly.

Seeing that the rest of the team had cooperated to surround the convoy, they could only grit their teeth and nod: "Okay, I'm not afraid of the shadows slanting, if you want to search, just search!"

The man in blue smiled triumphantly: "Let everyone get out of the car!"

Yan Zhu's face was ashen, and he looked at his nephew... the head of the caravan.

The meaning is already obvious, the head of the caravan can only yell in fear, let the family members and handymen come out...

"All hands up, I want to search every one myself!"

The man in blue sneered again!

It directly changed everyone's face.

The beautiful woman who was supported by Yan Zhu to get out of the car and the girl in plain clothes with a veil had a look of sadness, but now panic appeared!

"My fellow daoist, aren't you going too far!"

Yan Zhu suddenly changed color: "They are all mortals, how could they have the baby you want?"

"Hehe, it's impossible to tell!"

The man in blue sneered again and again, glanced at the beautiful woman and the girl in plain clothes next to him, and said with a smirk: "Let's start with you mother and daughter, come here and let me search!"

"Who is in the car?!"

"Come down for me!"

At this moment, there was a commotion behind the convoy.

The man in blue frowned slightly, and soon realized that there were still people who dared not get off the last carriage.

Suspicion and ruthlessness flashed across his eyes!

The blue light long sword in his hand was directly thrown out by the driving object, and directly blasted to kill it!

"Ugh!"

at this time!

Before the mortals had time to be shocked by this 'flying sword technique', they heard a helpless sigh clearly!

"I just want to be quiet, why are you forcing me?"

this moment!

Yan Zhu, the man in blue...all the immortal cultivators were so frightened that their faces turned ashen, and their eyes showed horror!

Boom! Boom! Boom! !

The terrifying coercion fell, forcing all the cultivators to their knees.

Under everyone's shocked eyes, a young man in white robe with red brows came out of the carriage indifferently!

wave!

The long sword that came from the bombardment directly turned upside down in the air!

The man in blue kneeling on the ground was startled, feeling that he had lost the connection with the magic weapon!

next moment!

Looking at his magic weapon long sword, it landed in front of his eyebrows!

His whole body was shaking like chaff.

"What is the fragment of the magic weapon you are looking for!"

The third update and Jiageng are posted together at 5:00 pm, I feel a little sleepy... zzzz...