After the sound transmission talisman was exhausted, the spontaneous combustion and dissipated. Lang Xing took Sanqian out of the temporary cave and first returned the control token of the cave to the store and received a deposit.
If the matter of joining the Fengming Sect is not successful, Lang Xing will prepare to go directly to Changyang Mountain, so naturally there is no need to rent it again.
In the past, the bustling streets had almost half of the crowds, and Jindan monks had not met one for a long time. When they left the market, ribbons appeared in the sky to guide the monks who participated in the ritual of the Immortal Gate.
Fan Tong was waiting at the gate of the market early, and saw Lang Xing from afar. He trotted behind Lang Xing in two steps and whispered: "Today I'm all thanks to the help of the young master!"
Lang Xing nodded without comment. He would not have believed Fan Tong's words so easily. However, he had not found the loopholes in his words for a while. Anyway, Fan Tong had something to ask for him, so Lang Xing could naturally sit on the Diaoyutai.
In order to show sincerity and awe of the cultivation sect, no one drove to the top of Qishan Mountain. Even though the Jindan monks had not practiced the body refining method, they were washed by spiritual energy for a long time, and were light and strong, and walked as fast as they were all basic operations.
There were also many monks riding their mounts up the mountain. As soon as the three of them walked a few miles, a low roar of a beast came from behind. Fan Tong subconsciously wanted to retreat to the side of the road. Seeing that Lang Xing was still unmoved at all, he stopped and turned his head to look back.
It’s not that enemies don’t get together.
The visitor was Qian Kun and his men riding a maroon-red horse. They trotted all the way and followed Qian Kun. After seeing Lang Xing, he instinctively trembled in his heart and was about to hold the tall horse with blood-red scales.
The trembling in my heart is definitely not "I, Cao, the feeling of heartbeat", but the cruel eyes that appeared in my dreams many times during this period have emerged from my mind again.
"Slim rod, why are you crazy? I can't afford to sell you, this sweaty dragon horse, and I can't afford to pay!"
Qian Kun was already afraid of the next test of the Immortal Sect. Longma turned his head suddenly and almost threw him down, holding the stiff rope tightly, stabilizing his body, turning his head and cursing at the thin rod.
Thin bar winked, Qian Kun glanced forward, his face became happy, and then he fell down again. He was happy to see the little lady whom he thought of, and was angry that Sanqian leaned against Lang Xing, almost hanging his whole body on him.
"I thought it was a big family from a foreign country of Qin, but I didn't expect that like a rice bucket, he was a poor man, and he didn't even have a mount!"
Qian Kun snorted lightly. Half a month ago, he thought that he had some conjectures about being in charge of the bill in the restaurant because the Langxing used spiritual crystal to pay, and today he would be defeated.
A serious family member, who doesn’t have a mount?
He looked down on Lang Xing in his heart, and when he squeezed his legs into the abdomen, he was about to go straight. Fan Tong was startled and hurriedly retreated to the side of the road, and did not forget to pull Lang Xing's arm, "Young master, be careful, everything is based on the test of the immortal gate first, don't cause too many troubles!"
The family has declined and has no background backing. Fan Tong no longer has the energy he was as a teenager. He always thinks of calming things down. It is better to have less than more things.
The dragon horse rushed straight towards Lang Xing with a strong wind. Qian Kun's mind saw Lang Xing's blood flying when he was hit, and a happy smile had already been pulled open.
Lang Xing's demon body muscles slightly aroused, his feet were as if they were rooted, connected to the ground energy under his feet. The new magical powers that the advanced demon queen had learned [as if it is still as if it is a mountain] had been activated!
Unless the upper limit of power exceeds Lang Xing and can shake the rustic energy controlled by his feet, it is a delusion to let him move a little away.
At this moment, Sanqian voice transmission appeared in his mind, "Look at the horse's eyes!"
Lang Xing swept his sharp eyes at the dragon horse, and then suddenly suffocated, as if he knew his fate after forcibly ramming. Tears condensed in the corners of the dragon horse's eyes, and his eyes were filled with fear, begging for mercy, sadness and other emotions.
He is not a monster without wisdom, but a monster!
Lang Xing stepped on his feet, and a phantom appeared on the spot, and was rushed by the dragon horse. Then Lang Xing and Sanqian's figures appeared next to the road in an instant.
"Running very fast!"
Qian Kun cursed hatefully, and without waiting for Thin Gan and the others to disappear in front of the horse. Thin Gan buoyed his head and accelerated, carefully crossed the Langxing and chased Qian Kun. The horses riding by the other children were much different from those riding Qian Kun. He hurriedly whipped the horse's butt a few times with a whip and chased forward desperately.
Fan Tong patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "Young Master, you're scared me to death. This is the rule of the Qin Immortal Cultivation World. When you meet at the same level, your mount is preferred. You and Qian Kun are both high-level golden elixirs, but the dragon horse under his crotch also has the cultivation of the first-level demon king. It is a symbol of their family status. You don't avoid it. Although he seems a bit arrogant when he hits you, he is really hurt and has no place to deal with it."
Lang Xing looked at him as if he was right and cursed in his heart. If I hadn't wanted to spare Ma Yao's life, I would have to give that boy a little bit of pain.
Mad! The monks do not pay attention to courtesy and give in to pedestrians!
The moment the horse demon passed by just now, a wisp of magic power that was undetectable at the horse's back at the fingertips of Lang Xing had already attached to the horse's back. When he felt that the distance was a little farther away, the faint gray mist on the surface of the magic power disappeared, turning into a wisp of pure demonic energy, drilling into the sea of ​​consciousness of the dragon horse.
After hearing Fan Tong's explanation, Sanqian widened his watery eyes and asked angrily: "Does the monks be ashamed of taming monsters but rather proud!"
Fan Tong was surprised, just like looking at aliens, saying, "Tathening monsters is a symbol of family strength. As the leader of the human race, monsters can be accepted by the sect family as a blessing they have cultivated. They will serve their masters loyally. After the master cultivates into the immortal throne, the demon slaves can also enjoy the blessings."
"Have you ever heard of a person who has attained enlightenment and a chicken or a dog ascends to heaven?"
When Lang Xing saw Sanqian angry, he was about to bite people. He patted her little head and explained to Fan Tong: "My sister has always been kind and loves small animals very much. Don't worry about her. I have heard of herding monsters before. What's going on with taming monster slaves?"
Fan Tong only praised 3,000 times in a row, but the expression on his face was just like many people in his previous life who regarded small animal protectionism. He felt that people with a tendency to have small animal protection were childish, innocent and weird.
"Monster beasts are miraculous animals that can instinctively absorb spiritual energy but do not have wisdom. Most of them are used to carry goods, guard the door and make spiritual flesh."
"The demon slave actually used the soul-detention technique to draw some souls from the monster's three souls and seven spirits, control them, and train them as slaves. They are often the mounts, slave soldiers, etc. Because they have wisdom, just like slaves and servants who sign a contract in a mortal family, they are also an important part of the combat power of the monks."
"If the immortals go on a journey, they will be looked down upon by others and think they are settled."
Lang Xing twitched slightly. When he really came into contact with the daily life of the human race and the immortal world, he realized that the demon race had fallen to a certain extent in the Southern Continent.
Chapter completed!