This is what cultivating immortals is like

High in the sky, the golden giant eagle headed straight towards Ci'an County, Donghe County under the cover of night.

The fugitive Cao Chenghua was captured. Wu Chengde and Ding Hai, two demon cultivators who fled to Ningzhou, were left on the task list. They were also Xiantian realm cultivators.

According to common sense, these two people are both on the wanted list and should be arrested and brought to justice by the Huangji Sect. They should be pursued and intercepted by the Xuanyin Division. They are like dogs meddling in other people's business.

But then again, there are rats in the granary, the cat squats on the roof and basks in the sun, turning into cakes in summer and lumps in winter. When he is in a good mood, he barks twice, when he is in a bad mood, it is treated as if nothing happened, and the dog follows him without asking. , the only one who is unlucky is the host.

So the dog may be having fun with the mouse, but it is not necessarily a bad thing, and it should be encouraged when it should be encouraged.

Besides, it’s not the end of the year, so it’s time to make an effort to impact performance.

"The Xuanyin Division is making efforts at the end of the year, but the Huangji Sect is collectively failing there. Is it because they are not worried about their performance this year, or is it because they are trying to win a big one and are only thinking about how to defeat the Iron Sword Alliance?"

The giant eagle landed in Ci'an County and transformed into Lu Bei himself. He secretly moved toward the target location, muttering something from time to time.

Wu Tongmen's fishing law enforcement failed, and he is still brooding over it.

"The plan is perfect, but the timing is wrong. The monks in Ningzhou are too stubborn. If it is replaced by Yuezhou, which has strong folk customs, it will definitely work."

Lu Bei kept chattering, blaming Hao Mingzhi for being too mature. At the same time, he wondered if he had touched too many poles recently and was infected with the air force attribute by the fishing guy, so the fishing law enforcement failed and no one was caught.

…

At the end of the alley, there is a small courtyard of a deep house.

An oil lamp was lit, and the light was dim, illuminating the two faces at the table that flickered in and out.

Wu Chengde.

Ding Hai.

With a plate of peanuts and three large wine bowls, the two of them toasted to each other and drank, talking intermittently, as if they had something on their mind.

"We made an appointment to meet at Chou hour. Now that we are close to Chou hour, the rooster is about to crow."

Wu Chengde looked at the empty bowl beside him, frowned and said, "What do you mean, Uncle Master? He told us to rush to Ci'an County as soon as possible. He said that one day a great thing will happen. We are here, but he has not moved."

"Perhaps there is something delayed. As you know, Uncle Master, his brain is sometimes not working properly due to his practice. Let alone being late for an hour, it is not surprising that he is late for a day." Ding Hai said nonchalantly.

"It's up to you to believe me when you practice martial arts. I think it's obvious that I'm pretending to be crazy and acting stupid."

Wu Chengde smiled disdainfully: "If you are really stupid, why do you think about taking advantage of others all day long instead of stuffing the baby into my arms?"

"Because my uncle is just stupid, not crazy."

Ding Hai held a bowl to persuade him to drink, and continued: "Senior brother, you are the same. After all, he is also our uncle. The master left early and he has a bad mind. Why do you bother to be weird to him all day long. Learn from me and treat him as an ignorant person. The kid will stop being angry right away.”

"Then he would have been beaten to death by me."

Wu Chengde snorted angrily: "You and I have been staying in Donghe County for too long. In case the nights are long and the dreams are too many, and my uncle doesn't show up when he is ugly, we should change our place immediately."

"Senior brother, don't panic. This is Ningzhou. You can establish a sect in Baodan realm. You and I are innately cultivated. We can't just come and leave when we want."

"Junior brother, please don't have such thoughts. It's better to be cautious in everything."

Having said this, Wu Chengde put down his wine bowl and suddenly looked out the window at the courtyard wall. His eyes were as bright as a torch, and his cold voice condensed into threads and turned into a wisp of cold light.

"Who is so sneaky and stands up to die!"

As soon as the voice fell, a head poked out of the wall, quickly climbed over the wall into the courtyard, and then climbed through the window into the house.

The visitor has messy gray hair, a beard that is half long and half short, and a gray robe with many greasy stains. It is the uncle Kou Shuang who Wu Chengde said was pretending to be crazy and acting stupid.

"Uncle Master, you are finally here."

Ding Hai stood up and said speechlessly: "What were you doing squatting outside just now? It's not good for my nephew to listen to the corner."

Kou Shuang shook his head when he heard the words: "Stop talking, it's my unlucky uncle. I forgot the secret code we agreed on. I searched for a long time in the county and went through several walled courtyards. I finally found this one with great difficulty."

After that, some bosses, the Li family was short, and the old man from the Wang family sent warmth. Each story was vivid and lifelike. Ding Hai shook his head repeatedly and Wu Chengde had black lines all over his head.

Such a scumbag is simply a shame for demon cultivators.

"Uncle Master, it's almost time to be ugly. Why did you invite us to come to Ci'an County?"

"..."

Kou Shuang was stunned when he heard this. That's right. He invited his two nephews to come here. What on earth were they here to do?

"Uncle Master?"

"Don't worry, uncle, I suddenly can't remember."

Kou Shuang repeatedly pinched his handprints, his brows formed the character 'Chuan', and he thought hard: "Give me some time, I'll figure out what major events have happened recently... You two have darkened your halls, and there are evil spirits between your eyebrows, and you will be killed soon... … No, it’s not this, it’s something else.”

Wu Chengde's mouth twitched and he raised his hand to touch the knife. Ding Hai hurriedly stepped forward to persuade him. A cold knife was swinging in the air, almost hitting Kou Shuang's neck several times, but Wu Chengde narrowly moved him to the side.

"The secret realm appears, the evil dragon...oh, this has happened..."

"Today the devil is coming, the sky star is killing, there are black and white evils killing the venue...the venue...I remembered it!"

Kou Shuang slapped his forehead and said with a bright smile: "There is a senior demon cultivator outside Ci'an County who is hosting a trading conference. He has gathered fellow demon cultivators from three states. You two guys are lucky. If you can find a good skill book, you can expect to transform into gods. , Uncle Master will rely on you to support him in his old age from now on."

"Trading conference?" x2

Wu Chengde and Ding Hai looked at each other, both filled with questions.

"Uncle Master, what is the origin of this trading conference?"

"This is not simple. Wuzhou is a place where demons are forbidden. We respect Taoism and Buddha. We demon cultivators are forced to make a living, so we have a gathering every year. Everyone communicates with each other to see what treasures can be snatched and what enemies can be killed. By the way, Let's make some deals. This year, several seniors chose to locate in Ci'an County, and the demon cultivators in the three surrounding states got wind of it. I know that you guys don't know anything, so I specially informed you to come here."

Kou Shuang laughed and said, "Not to mention, this trip was really not in vain. Just now that old man Wang came to the next door. When I saw the little wife with big breasts and round butt, I immediately screamed strangely. Guess what, that wife's man When I ran home and saw the disheveled old man Wang, he started talking like a dad."

"..."x2

The two brothers were not interested in this kind of gossip at all. They were all focused on the trading conference, regardless of whether it was true or false. They urged Kou Shuang to lead the way. It was already getting dark and it was time to leave if he didn't go.

┬┴┤)

At the corner, Lu Bei watched the three of them escape into the darkness, raised his hand and touched his chin, secretly thinking something interesting.

When he rushed to the small courtyard, he heard "Old man from the Wang family sending warmth." He did not rush to handle the case and get the person, but waited for a moment to see if any other accomplices showed up. Unexpectedly, he got an unexpected harvest.

A trade conference or something like that is very exciting as soon as I hear it.

As a Xuanyin Si Qingwei, and as a righteous monk, it was reasonable and logical for him not to give money after the transaction, but to seize the demon cultivator with his backhand to earn another bounty.

"Look at the old man's Xiantian realm cultivation. He doesn't even have the Dzogchen. The three demon cultivators he talks about are at the heaven-turned-god realm. Three of them are nine million experience points. If you round up, you can earn 100 million tonight."

With a lot of experience ahead of him, Lu Bei followed decisively and formulated a backup plan in his mind.

If the senior demon cultivator Kou Shuang mentioned had a cultivation level far beyond the realm of divine transformation, and with his acting skills, he could pretend to be a passing demon cultivator, not to mention that it was a fake, he could at least get away with it.

At that time, if he trades honestly, he may not make any profit, but he will definitely not lose money.

There is no loss left or right, this business can be done.

…

The moon hangs in the sky, and dark clouds come to block it.

Fifty miles outside the city of Ci'an County, the valley is empty and the deep forest is silent, and everything is peaceful.

Suddenly, the melodious sound of drumming sounded.

But in the vast darkness and thick fog, a group of golden-armored warriors rode horses and carried flags, shouting in front and behind, protecting a cloud chariot surrounded by black air. After briefly appearing, they passed through a hazy mist and disappeared in an instant. not see.

Those with sharp eyes will notice that both the mighty and strong warriors and the maids carrying palace lanterns have pale and lifeless faces, and their movements are as stiff as paper.

As for the cloud car hidden in the black air, although it was decorated with gorgeous patterns, it was actually boxy, narrow in front and wide in back, with no windows or sedan curtains, and it looked like a closed coffin.

A moment later, a zombie with red eyes and a mouth full of fangs stepped here. He raised his head and took a breath of moonlight spiritual energy. He laughed three times gloomily and disappeared into the water curtain.

After that, demonic cultivators came in one after another, as if the door of hell was wide open, with all kinds of appearances and all kinds of appearances.

It wasn't until one old man, two young men, and three demonic cultivators appeared that the style of painting became slightly more normal.

Bang!

The water curtain was in a trance, and Kou Shuang fell out with a 'free fall' in the Pi Xian Sword Technique. He stamped his feet on the spot, tidied his clothes, smoothed his hair, and then strode into it.

"It's strange, the demon cultivator also pays attention to the last name and legacy in the meeting. I think there are few people here who are more human than him."

The ground rippled, and Lu Bei escaped from the ground. He raised his hand and applied black eyeshadow on his face, then walked in with his nostrils pointed toward the sky.

…

On the top of the mountain in the distance, there are cliffs and high cliffs.

Black clouds slowly drifted by, and a row of figures appeared one by one.

The average person has an innate level of cultivation, an expressionless face, and cold eyes. Not only do they have the same temperament, but their bodies and shapes are also very similar.

The only exception is the team leader.

The woman is about twenty-seven or eighty-years-old, with eyebrows as sharp as sharp edges and temples as sharp as a knife. She has a stunning appearance, but she has not melted for thousands of years, making her so cold that no one dares to approach her.

Huangji Zong, Zhu Qilan.

As the name suggests, the man wears strong clothes and has big waves up and down.

"Commander, what Li Keqing said is true. All the demon cultivators on the list have joined the battle. The demon cultivator conference has begun and will last for three consecutive days until the end of Yinshi Pingdan."

A figure flashed forward, kneeling on one knee: "We will set up a dragnet and block all entrances to ensure that everything is safe, and the demon cultivators will not be able to escape."

"Nine and Eleven, you two will follow me into the battle disguised as demon cultivators. The rest of you will stand still and guard the exits on all sides."

Zhu Qilan raised his hand and put on a white mask with a ghostly face, and his voice was as sharp as a ghost: "Give me an order, no one alive is allowed in or out!"