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"The battle between good and evil is naturally extremely dangerous, but the road is there and you have to go..."

A boy-like monk said with a smile.

His lips were red and his teeth were white, and he had two braids pointing upwards. The alchemy monks around him had expressions of respect and fear on their faces.

This 'unintentional boy' is famous in the world of immortal cultivation in Dajing, and is a great master in the late stage of pill formation.

He is also both good and evil, and is proficient in several escape techniques. He has a narrow-minded temperament and is extremely difficult to mess with.

"That's right, that's right!"

The old Taoist with white hair and childlike face smiled and said: "Therefore, we and other casual cultivators must work together. How about we agree to advance and retreat together? Only in this way... can we protect ourselves from the general trend of good and evil."

"Haha, then the first thing the alliance does is ask us to contribute the 'Linlang Order'?"

A pill-forming monk, who was covered in black robes and wearing a bamboo hat, sneered several times: "Most of Linlang Ling is controlled by good and evil spirits. If we add it up in the hands of the casual cultivators, I don't know if there are ten yuan...each time A piece of Linlang Token can bring up to five people into Linlang Blessed Land, but I see that there are no less than a hundred Taoist friends gathered here..."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present changed.

The man in black robe continued: "And... for us casual cultivators to become Taoists and condense the true elixir, either we have great opportunities, or we have secret help from the good and the evil... Do you think there will be anyone among us who is sowing discord?" "Senior, like a demon spy, let me wait for a fight first, so as not to affect the battle between good and evil?"

"I think you are the devil's spy."

A female Taoist nun stared angrily, and a flying sword in her hand shone with cold light, like a puddle of autumn water.

This woman is Song Ningjing, the famous alchemy sword cultivator in Dajing, the ‘Autumn Water Sword’.

"You two don't need to be angry..."

The old Taoist who spoke at the beginning waved his whisk: "Regarding this matter, the old Taoist has already thought of a way. There are several order masters who are willing to cooperate with the old Taoist. If you are willing to join, you can discuss with the old Taoist..."

After saying that, he ignored these pill-forming monks and walked into a stone house next to him.

Seeing this scene, the other alchemy cultivators looked at each other, some followed directly, and some conspired quickly through the transmission of their spiritual consciousness.

…

"Sure enough, they are a bunch of crooked melons and cracked jujubes!"

Fang Xing, who was dozens of miles away, paid attention to this scene with his spiritual consciousness. He couldn't help but shake his head and looked elsewhere.

In the world of immortal cultivation in Dajing, apart from the good demons and casual cultivators, the most powerful ones are the various alchemy families and sects.

Not far from Zisu Square, giant flying boats, carriages, pavilions and pavilions were suspended in the air, and there were even a large number of foundation building and Qi training disciples accompanying them.

In a suspended palace like ice jade.

Two young girls with similar faces were sitting together. They had similar faces, icy skin, and skin that could be broken by a blow.

The only difference is that one of them has a six-petal frost flower mark on his forehead, while the other one does not.

"elder sister……"

At this time, the woman with no mark on her forehead said: "The Qiao family has betrayed their trust... The two quotas originally agreed upon for our Meng family will be invalidated, so we must find another way. Unfortunately, the Qiao family is still my family's in-laws for generations..."

"Alas, this time Linlang Paradise opened early, and everyone was caught off guard..."

The eldest sister of the Meng family sighed: "However, although the 'Ice Mysterious Technique' you and I practice is extremely suitable for ice attribute spiritual root monks, there is a problem after forming the pill. You must take the 'Nine Lies Pure Yang Pill' to neutralize the cold in the body." , continue practicing... The other raw materials for this elixir can be said to be good, but the only one is the 'Nine Lies Capturing the Dragon Grass', which has disappeared from the outside world and can only be found in the 'Northern Spiritual Medicine Garden' in Linlang Paradise..."

"Fortunately, I already knew that I couldn't rely on the Qiao family alone. I have already contacted a casual cultivator named Feng Shangren. This person also has a Linlang Token... maybe we can cooperate."

"Sister, you are smart." The Meng family's eyes lit up immediately.

…

at the same time.

Fang Xing was speechless and swung a sword light, piercing the dantian of a wind-attributed monk in the middle stage of pill formation.

Then, the big hand pressed up: "Search for souls!"

"You, a mere mid-stage pill-forming monk, dare to rob me?"

"Oh, I'm too low-key...I'm just in the early stage of pill formation."

He threw the idiot monk's body aside, picked up the storage bag of the calamity cultivator, and scanned it with his consciousness.

There was another ‘Linlang Token’ in his hand.

Looking at this 'Linlang Token', he was even more speechless: "Didn't you say this thing is very precious? No... you already have it, and you still come to rob me? Are you mentally ill?"

In fact, he also knew that at this time, a 'Linlang Token' would definitely fetch a sky-high price.

What's more... Fang Xing held the Linlang Token and suddenly felt another token in his hand.

"Will the holders of the two tokens... be able to sense it?"

"What kind of underworld operation is this? Deliberately letting us kill each other? The owner of Linlang Paradise was originally a demon, right?"

Fang Xing continued to complain, then he made a seal with his hands, and a blue spiritual bead flew out, which was the 'Nine Infant Bead'!

The Nine Infant Bead transformed into the Nine Infant Shadow, and a head that looked like a dragon or a snake was sucked gently.

In an instant, the body of the monk in the middle stage of the pill formation who could not resist trembled slightly, cutting off all vitality.

A divine soul emerged and was swallowed by Jiuying's head. A large amount of blood essence emerged from the corpse and was submerged into the Jiuying Pearl.

Immediately, its eighth head was lit.

Fang Xing held the 'Nine Infant Beads' in his hand, and his body shape suddenly changed, transforming into the calamity cultivator in the middle stage of pill formation just now.

Dressed in green clothes, he has a slim appearance, with three long strands of beard falling down, but some wrinkles on his forehead. He must have been a handsome man when he was young, but he must have suffered a lot in middle age.

"Rose Cultivator, Feng Shang Ren... was born in a Ji-Building Immortal Clan. He was young and carefree. Later, his fiancée broke off the engagement, and soon the whole family was wiped out... He was displaced, and finally got a chance, successfully formed the elixir, and avenged his great revenge."

Fang Xing smiled slightly. It was still a bit risky to go to Guixu Mountain in the face of a strange Danjie monk, but now that he was a well-established person, he was doing well.

"It just so happens that Master Feng has a deal with the two sisters Meng Xingtong and Meng Xingyu of the Meng family... he can join the team of the Jiedan family."

Fang Xing flicked his sleeves and flew towards an ice palace like a breeze.

'Feng Shangren's association with the Meng sisters is actually just to covet the sisters' beauty...'

‘Fortunately, he is still a pill-forming monk... However, after a monk forms a pill, it is difficult to improve his magic power. This Feng Master realizes that his potential has been exhausted after he reaches the middle stage of pill-forming. He wants to use the art of double cultivation in a crooked way, but it is understandable. ’

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Ice Jade Palace.

Fang Xing flew into it with a carefree attitude, and saw two female cultivators in the early stages of pill formation coming to greet him.

They were all dressed in white palace skirts, and their skin was as crystal clear as snow. They were all first-rate beauties.

"How early has Feng Shang arrived?"

The female alchemy cultivator with a six-petaled frost flower between her eyebrows looked at Fang Xing. She scanned it with her consciousness first and found no flaws. She bowed Yingying and said with a smile.

"Xingtong, you invited me, how could I not come?"

The Feng Shangren played by Fang Xing replied humbly and politely, looking affectionate.

At least he had read a few volumes of "The Actor's Self-cultivation", and searched for Master Feng, and played this lecherous man vividly.

A shy look appeared on Meng Xingtong's face, which made her younger sister Xingyu secretly dumbfounded.

He knew that he would never be able to make such a look, and it would be difficult for him to make such a sacrifice.

"It will be some time before the blessed land opens. Master, you might as well live in the Ice and Snow Palace and let our sisters entertain you..."

Meng Xingtong smiled sweetly and was as gentle as water. She ordered the descendants of the Meng family and several foundation-building maids to prepare for the banquet. Then she asked: "One Linlang Token can bring five people. I don't know that you still have two places. Please think about it carefully." ?”

‘Are these Meng sisters even thinking about the last two places in my hand? ’

‘Oh, I am in the middle stage of forming a pill. The two of them have just formed a pill. They may not be my opponent if they join forces. Are you looking for insurance? ’

Fang Xing pretended to hesitate, ate and drank a lot at the banquet, and drank a lot of oil. Then under Meng Xingyu's somewhat sullen eyes, Shi Shiran said: "I haven't thought about it yet. At that time, we will just invite a few Taoist friends, and the one with the highest price will get it..."

"Since the one with the highest bid gets it, I also have a younger sister here who has always admired the Master's style. I wonder if I can join?"

Meng Xingtong knew how to sense the situation very well. He knew that if all four people in the team were on his side, Feng Shangren would be a fool to agree, so he was only prepared to get one spot.

"Haha, Xingtong, if you have a good sister, just call her."

Fang Xing laughed and drank another jar of spiritual wine before going back to rest.

After he left, Meng Xingyu couldn't bear it anymore and waved his hand with a sinking face.

A layer of ice crystal restriction suddenly enveloped the entire hall, with countless runes wandering inside.

"Sister...that Feng Shangren is so angry."

She looked at her eldest sister aggrievedly.

"Alas... Who told us that our cultivation level is not enough, so we can only settle for perfection." Meng Xingtong no longer smiled as before, and sighed.

"Sister, you don't really want to form a spiritual couple with that Feng Shangren, do you?" Meng Xingyu said in surprise.

"How could this happen? The technique we practice is of course to maintain a pure yin body, which is most beneficial to practice..." Meng Xingtong said: "For the current plan, we can only divert the disaster to the east. You immediately send the letter to send the talisman to the east." 'Mrs. Die Rui' called..."

"It turns out that your best friend, sister, is that one." Meng Xingyu showed a look of sudden realization.

This Madam Die Rui is a casual cultivator they know.

She is a good person, but she practices charm skills, and she looks like a pure girl on the surface. If they hadn't known each other for many years, they wouldn't know each other's details.

Now that he is here to deal with Feng Shangren, he is fighting fire with fire.

"Mrs. Die Rui has always wanted to enter Linlang Blessed Land. Now that she has the opportunity, she will definitely not miss it, but her wealth is not enough..."

Meng Xingyu hesitated.

"That Mr. Feng Shang is a greedy and lustful person. He will naturally hold a small meeting when the time comes, and the one with the highest price will get it. How can casual cultivators compare with the foundation of my Meng family's alchemy family?"

Meng Xingtong smiled and said: "When the time comes, I will just secretly support Madam Die Rui. At this point, what else can't be given up, just a spiritual stone?"