Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes

Chapter 111 Ink Color Ring! Tianleizi! (3 more, ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass!)

Li Feiyu felt very helpless.

Out of caution, he deliberately took a detour, returned to the cave at the end of the Taiyue Mountains in Xizhou, and then entered the late stage of foundation establishment.

But I never thought of it, good luck tricks people.

The more I want to be quiet, the more this shitty thing is not a little bit less!

but……

But there are some interesting places.

The group of seven or eight-level immortal cultivators in the Qi refining stage headed by the men in blue were actually chasing a fragment of a magic weapon.

listen...

This magic weapon fragment is also interesting, it can actively shield the monk's spiritual consciousness.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have searched a little bit, and even searched him!

Of course, it's also possible...

It's because the cultivation base of these guys is too low.

Li Feiyu unleashed the coercion of the foundation building period, targeting all the cultivators present, and spared the mortals...

The powerful spiritual consciousness combined with the Dzogchen's exorcism technique directly snatched the long sword magic weapon from the man in blue.

Well, a mid-level high-grade magic weapon.

In the past, Lian Feijian Fubao was snatched away as soon as it was said, so this ordinary magic weapon is naturally no problem.

"This this……"

"Uncle Zhuzi, are you okay?!"

"Leave me alone... this is a senior from the Foundation Establishment Stage!"

...

Foundation building period!

senior!

The other mortals were confused and didn't know what the foundation building period was, but they were still stunned and shocked...

Unexpectedly, the noble young man in the last carriage turned out to be an immortal master!

And look...

Far stronger than all these immortal masters!

"Qianqianqian...senior..."

Facing the man in blue who was approaching step by step, with his magic weapon aimed between his brows, his tongue seemed to be tied.

Can't even say a word.

"Hmph, want to go?"

At this time.

Li Feiyu sneered!

The next moment, I saw an immortal cultivator outside, bursting out of breath, breaking free from the oppressive pressure...

Stepping on the Yufengjue, chanting the escape spell in his mouth, he is about to leave!

Just when everyone thought that this cultivator would escape successfully.

A big blue-gold hand descended out of thin air, and slapped the figure of the cultivator to the ground.

Bang!

The whole person exploded into pieces and turned into a cloud of blood mist!

Not even the meat and bones fell!

At this moment, everyone felt as if they had fallen into an ice cellar, trembling with horror.

Li Feiyu ignored all gazes and didn't care about the opinions of these people, but came in front of the man in blue.

"mask!"

The man in blue who was still tongue-tied just now spit out two words happily: "Senior, the fragment of the magic weapon...is a half mask, which was picked up by a guy at a nearby casual practice party..."

The man in blue said it happily.

The thing is very simple... kill and seize treasure!

It's just that the methods of murder and arson by the men in blue were a bit poor, causing the opponent to escape with serious injuries.

Li Feiyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and the Wood Emperor's Order came out instantly!

Directly controlling the spirits of the surrounding vegetation...

No wind blows.

The grass and trees trembled slightly, making a small swishing sound.

They searched for Li Feiyu's immortal cultivator who possessed fragments of the magic weapon and escaped from serious injuries.

"Senior, I... I didn't know that Senior was here, I should die, I shouldn't..."

"puff!"

Stabbed the man in blue to death with a single sword!

Yan Zhu, who was kneeling on one side, looked pale.

The burly and strong man also showed a look of fear at this time, as if he did not expect that the heroic and noble boy in front of him was so cruel and merciless!

The man in blue told all the truth, but he still hasn't been let go!

For the sake of the magic weapon fragments, the boy still killed him!

This also means...

He...even everyone here will die!

"Senior, I am Yan Zhu, a child of the Yan family, and I hope that senior will spare these ordinary people!"

"They don't understand anything!"

"Besides, if something happens to the convoy, people from the Yan family will investigate. Senior should go after the magic weapon, so why bother?"

Yan Zhu's face turned pale, and he mustered up the courage to speak.

I hope that the heroic young man in front of me will spare the mortals of the world...

Li Feiyu glanced sideways.

Somewhat unexpectedly, as an immortal cultivator, this Yanzhu... is quite affectionate and righteous to ordinary people.

Ok?

Li Feiyu's eyes flickered, and he looked at Yanzhu's side, the girl in plain clothes wearing a veil among the mother and daughter...

[Ink Color Ring——Level: Not Influential, Spiritual Root: None...]

Ink ring!

the name...

Li Feiyu stared at the other party's beautiful black eyes that were flushed from crying just now.

Vaguely recalled fragmented memories.

In the original book, the Mo Family was attacked by the Five Color Gate with the support of the Spirit Beast Mountain behind them...

Dr. Mo's widows were in dire straits and went their separate ways.

Among them, the Yan family was lucky to have the ink color ring. When he was hunted down, he met Yan Zhu, a low-level monk in Yanling Castle.

He was brought back to live in Yanling Castle by the other party!

In fact, the name Yan Zhu only appeared once, so Li Feiyu couldn't wake up for a while.

Now that I remember clearly, it is not surprising that this burly and strong man has a temperament.

Looking at the ink color ring...

Li Feiyu made a calculation in his mind.

It was mentioned in the original book that when Han Li was twenty-eight years old, when he met Mo Caihuan again in Yanling Castle, he learned that the Mo family and Jingjiao would be destroyed more than seven years ago!

He is the same age as Han Li, now twenty... twenty-one in a few months.

In terms of time, roughly match!

He didn't go to Jiayuan City back then.

I never thought about it, and after going around, I still got it.

Facing the gaze of the aloof immortal master, Mo Caihuan bowed her head angrily and nervously.

My heart became more and more painful.

If you have spiritual roots, you are a cultivator...

The Mohists will not fail.

You won't be treated so lightly now!

"Senior, this is my daughter... She is a miserable person. The second husband she was engaged to was just like the first one. He died before getting married!"

"I suspect that she is a widow!"

Yan Zhu was anxious, and said again: "Otherwise, the little girl would not have both parents, but she is wearing plain clothes and filial piety!"

Li Feiyu's eyes finally shifted. Regarding Yan Zhu's little trick, he could only say that the other party was quick to wit.

Can't be bothered to explain being misunderstood.

The long sword fell to the ground and was inserted obliquely into the ground!

Li Feiyu waved his hand, and under everyone's horrified eyes, his big blue-golden hand landed on the blue-clothed man's hand...

He took out a blue ball the size of a ball.

"Tianleizi!"

Yan Zhu cried out in surprise, as if he understood something.

It wasn't that the young man in front of him was cruel and merciless, but he had discovered in advance that the man in blue was holding the Thunderbolt in his hand and had evil intentions!

Li Feiyu took the thunderbolt and glanced at the trees on one side.

Knowing that he found the guy who was seriously injured and fled.

The fire bomb technique ignites the body of the man in blue, drives the smoke to move, and turns into green smoke and goes away!

In a flash!

Everyone was in a trance, as if they hadn't thought that they escaped unharmed.

The blue-clothed man's partners all left one after another, not daring to neglect, for fear that the other party would kill a carbine and even dare not pick up the blue-clothed man's high-grade magic weapon.

"Yan Zhu thank you senior for saving me!"

Yan Zhu got up, cupped his hands and cupped his fists, and expressed his gratitude towards the empty sky.

"We just misunderstood him..."

After Yan Zhu finished all this, he looked back at the puzzled Yan Shi and Mo Caihuan, and explained the situation of Tianleizi.

"Such a young foundation cultivator has a bright future, and his heart is not cruel..."

"Just now... If I really liked the color ring, it would be my fault. You must know that this is definitely a rare marriage in a thousand years!"

Listening to Yan Zhu's words, Yan Shi and Mo Caihuan looked at each other.

Mo Caihuan just shook her head, but felt that she had lost something.