They had no intention of delaying at all, but rushed back the way they came.
It has to be said that these cultivators were in a hurry and were still traveling very fast. Before dawn, they rushed back from the mines 700 to 800 kilometers away.
But when they returned to the town, they went straight to the corpse without even taking a shower. After some inspection, their faces looked a little unsightly.
After they used the magic weapon to send back the message, the message from the outer sect of Qingsong Sect scolded them, saying that the incident they accused the friendly sect Cangtian Sect of attacking Qingsong Sect disciples did not exist.
This made the outer disciples in the small town feel extremely dissatisfied.
Since when will Qingsong Sect have to take other cultivation sects into consideration when doing things?
Of course, even if these outer disciples are very dissatisfied, they can't do much.
After all, the Cangtian Sect is not a small sect. It is also at the top of the cultivation sects like the Qingsong Sect.
A cultivation sect like this is not one that can be easily provoked.
Hence, under such circumstances, Fang Xiaoyue's first deliberate frame-up failed unexpectedly.
However, he was not discouraged, but kept up his efforts and directly killed the few remaining cultivators in the town.
In terms of feel, Fang Xiaoyue felt that these cultivators were far less smooth than the previous cultivators in the town.
Well, maybe those few cultivators in the small town have gained a little more fat because they have been stationed there for too long.
If there is too much fat, it will definitely be lubricated.
As usual, Fang Xiaoyue took out a Cangtianmen identity plate that he had made by himself, pressed it under a corpse, and then left the town leisurely.
There is no doubt that even the inner disciples, elders and deacons of the Qingsong Sect would not be able to escape from Fang Xiaoyue's assassination, let alone the assassination of such an outer disciple of the Qingsong Sect.
It can be said that this should be the disaster of Qingsongmen.
The warriors in the small town once again experienced a horrifying operation.
After the watchman once again found a body and made a contribution from the second floor, the whole town became chaotic.
First of all, the cultivator as the manager was killed by Fang Xiaoyue, so now the only ruling class in the town is those warriors.
These warriors used to be arrogant and domineering, but now they don’t have a local emperor above their heads, so it’s even better.
At least when Fang Xiaoyue left the town, some warriors began their careers as the ruling class.
Fang Xiaoyue expressed his sorrow for this, but it was impossible for him to come forward and continue to contact the matter. Otherwise, it would be very easy for Qingsongmen to trace him.
In just three months, Qingsongmen was shocked to find that many towns within its sphere of influence had been attacked.
At the place of the attack, the inner sect disciples sent by Qingsong Sect to investigate found the identity jade pendants of the disciples of Qingyu Sect, Bailu Sect, Wanhua Sect, etc.
This made the inner disciples of the Qingsong Sect who went to investigate extremely angry. They immediately went straight to these third-rate sects without thinking.
In their view, the third-rate sect is just a bunch of scum.
In front of a first-class sect like Qingsong Sect, whether it is Qingyu Sect, Bailu Sect, Wanhua Sect or even Juyan Sect, they are all scum.
Such a scumbag dared to send people to assassinate the disciples of the Qingsong Sect, even the outer disciples. This made them feel like a tiger being teased by a group of kittens.
Which one is intolerable?
arrogantly, they rushed to the mountain gates of these cultivation sects, suppressed each other forcefully, and demanded that the other side hand over the murderer, otherwise Qingsongmen would definitely leave them alone.
Well, as soon as these cruel words were thrown out, these sects were immediately frightened. While sending generous gifts to ease the relationship, they begged bitterly that the assassination had absolutely nothing to do with their sects!
Fortunately, with the generous gifts and entreaties, these inner disciples of the Qingsong Sect felt that they had lost face and their hot-blooded minds had calmed down.
That's right. If it was these cultivation sects that did it, they couldn't be so careless as to throw the jade pendant of their disciple identity everywhere, right?
What a low IQ this is!
Of course, these inner disciples of the Qingsong Sect will not admit that they did not expect this.
After extracting the benefits, the inner disciples of Qingsong Sect are ready to go back. No matter what, they still want to continue investigating the matter.
Wan Shanhe is the inner disciple of the Qingsong Sect who is heading to the Bailu Sect. After receiving the heavy gift of several three-hundred-year-old mountain ginseng, he is no longer prepared to stay at the Bailu Sect.
After all, no matter how this matter is handled, it will ultimately be handled by the elders of the sect. He is just an inner sect disciple and acts as the face of Qingsong Sect on the outside, but this does not mean that he can be the leader of the sect.
Of course, this kind of thing is still a bit shameless to say.
It is indeed a bit unethical to shamelessly accept the heavy gift even though you cannot save the other party from disaster.
But for the people of Qingsongmen, these are routine operations. Otherwise, where would their extra money come from?
After leaving Bailumen, Wanshanhe went back along the way he came.
After entering a mountain forest, his eyes suddenly widened.
A ginseng seedling as tall as a person is stretching its figure under a big tree. On top of the circles of green leaves, clusters of fiery red ginseng fruits are blooming towards him with their beauty.
I go!
Wan Shanhe couldn't help but utter a curse word.
He has seen ginseng that is a hundred years old, and he has also seen ginseng that is three hundred years old. He has three ginseng in his bag.
This was the first time he had seen such a huge ginseng.
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This is probably not an old wild ginseng that is more than a thousand years old!
As for the old wild ginseng he had seen when he was at Qingsongmen, the oldest one was the five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng treasured by the sect owner.
That five-hundred-year-old wild ginseng is at least thirty centimeters shorter than the old wild ginseng in front of me, which is more than a foot!
For Wan Shanhe, this is no different than walking into a latrine and suddenly a lump of golden shit falls on the top of his head.
This is simply so surprising that people can’t help themselves.
It is definitely impossible for Wanshanhe to give up this peerless ginseng.
So I did a little exploration and determined that there were no poisonous insects, snakes or even dangerous creatures or monsters around the old wild ginseng.
Then, he walked towards the ginseng.
When he came to the ginseng tree, his nostrils could smell the charming medicinal fragrance emanating from the ginseng.
The medicinal power contained in this ginseng is undoubtedly extremely pure. Even after just a slight sniff, Wan Shanhe felt that the true energy in his body began to become active.
Just smelling it can have such an effect. It can be seen that the value of this old wild ginseng is completely beyond Wan Shanhe's imagination.