It rained continuously, and gray clouds enveloped Beihu City.
A long car entered the city from the highway on the north side of Beihu City.
The rain slapped on the car window, forming streams of water flowing down the glass window.
The atmosphere inside the car was a bit depressing.
Sitting in the last row was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a goatee, looking at the ground with empty eyes and mumbling.
From time to time, his face would suddenly twitch with excitement, and the corners of his mouth would raise strangely.
Even the other people sitting in the same car with him looked at him with some fear.
"After entering the city, we divided into two groups. We went to Tuoba's house. Lei Xu, you and Deng Ying went to find Tuoba Pan and Lan Hui. Those who dare to betray us must show their heads to the public. The rest of the people will follow me to Silver Moon.
Lake." The woman wearing a cheongsam sitting in the passenger seat said.
There were only seven people in the car, but none of them made any sense to the woman's plan.
It's as if they take this for granted.
Seven people slaughtered a Tuoba family and made a fuss out of a molehill.
The young man sitting in the second row, with short hair and looking out the window, sighed.
"Sister Qing, can you please keep a few more people so that I can make adult elixirs?" The empty eyes of the man with a goatee in Taoist robes and sitting in the last row suddenly became focused, and he briefly regained his clarity.
Sister Qing, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was noncommittal and just let out a hum from the wings of her nose.
They are not those pseudo-immortal cultivators who have spiritual roots but no channeling skills.
Spiritual roots are just the threshold for entering this path. Those who have empty spiritual roots and skills but do nothing can hardly enter the elegant hall.
If you really want to be successful in cultivating immortality, you must have the ability to take root and establish a career.
There are eight treasures in cultivating immortals: refining elixirs and making utensils, setting up formations with talismans and seals, using Taoist soldiers to control beasts, and using side magic to communicate with the gods.
The old Taoist from Jieyang is particularly good at alchemy, especially the art of human elixir, which is quite popular among the people. Even her father praised her highly and said that when her great cause is accomplished, she can be admitted to the Yan Family Alchemy Pavilion.
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The car stopped on the covered bridge outside Silver Moon Lake.
The suspension bridge that had been lowered had been raised at some point, and the surroundings were quiet.
It seems that the Tuoba family is aware of their arrival.
Qing Ziyue stepped out of the car, and two people stepped out from the left and right sides of the car.
On the left is a tall, round young man, weighing at least three hundred pounds.
Following the young man was a skinny, white-haired young man who was at least 1.9 meters tall.
One of them is fat and the other is thin.
On the right is a girl wearing a hat and eating a lollipop in her mouth. Half of the girl's face is hidden under the brim of the hat. She is wearing a loose T-shirt, revealing her snow-white neck and delicate collarbones.
The last person to get off the bus was a very talkative old man.
"It seems they are aware of it, so it would be interesting to kill them like this."
The girl wearing a hat has two dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiles.
Not far away, an Anzi of the Tuoba family hiding in the woods sent the photos he took to his superiors. Suddenly, he noticed that the girl who got off the car not far away seemed to glance towards him.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but whether it was an illusion or not, there was a risk of exposure.
He was going to find another place to hide.
Just as he was about to move, he suddenly discovered to his horror that his legs were not obeying him.
Immediately afterwards, the back of my neck felt itchy and something crawled on it.
The child's hole suddenly enlarged and he was ready to struggle, but it was too late.
His whole body was stiff, and although he was still conscious, his body could not move.
There was a whispering sound in his ears, and Anzi's vision became increasingly blurry as he was lying on the ground. Suddenly, he seemed to see a gray shadow flying past his eyes.
The tall and thin young man opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue. On his tongue was a crystal clear ice "talisman" with blue seal characters interspersed in the middle. He immediately walked to the lake and put the talisman into the water.
The cold air spreads outward from the hands where it lands.
The water surface became stuck and frozen, and even the slightly rippling waves of the lake solidified along with it.
In a short time, this side of the lake was completely frozen, and the cold lake surface was filled with cold air.
The young man stood up and swallowed the talisman into his mouth again.
A group of five people walked on the frozen lake towards the island in the center of the lake.
Bang bang bang!
The sound of secret gunfire came from the grass on the other side.
Along with the gunfire, a large number of bullets rushed towards the people on the lake like a shower.
The obese young man took a step forward and clapped his hands in front of him.
Open your mouth and spit out a cloud of yellow smoke.
The yellow smoke billowed and turned into a cloud of miasma that enveloped the front of the body. The speed of all the bullets immersed in the miasma was greatly reduced. After a while, the ping-pong sound of bullets hitting the ground was heard on the ice.
On the other side of the lake, Mr. Tang suddenly lowered his head in the grass, and a gray line flew past him.
Another residual line came from the side. Mr. Tang's hands quickly hardened, like fine iron, and he aimed at the gray residual line and slapped it hard.
As if being hit by a hidden weapon, Mr. Tang's palm sank and he immediately stepped back without haste.
He looked down and saw that the gold gloves on his hands were dented inwards.
Looking around, he saw that nearly half of the gunmen in ambush had fallen to the ground. There were many gray afterimages running through the woods. These gunmen had no time to react before they were hit by the gray shadows. "Back off!"
Mr. Tang quickly gave the order to retreat. These are the elites that the Tuoba family has worked hard to cultivate. Although they use thermal weapons, they have all practiced martial arts. However, those gray lines are extremely fast, and even ordinary masters cannot avoid them.
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The methods of these people on the opposite side are weird, and if there is no precaution in advance, there is no point for ordinary warriors in front of them.
The gunfire from the shore across the ice stopped.
The five of them stepped across the lake on the ice, and there were some corpses scattered here and there on the ground.
These corpses were blue and purple in color, obviously poisoned.
Buzz~
There was a buzz in the air, and the girl wearing a hat raised her right hand.
On the slender white fingers, a gray shadow stopped.
This is a mosquito the size of a palm, with a gray body that blends in with the surrounding environment in the night.
It is very thin, its eight slender legs are like steel nails, its head and chest are also very slender, and it looks extremely delicate.
With a flick of her finger, the long gray mosquito disappeared from the girl's fingertips. In the surrounding woods, only bursts of whistling "buzzing" sounds were left in the air.
"Let's go." Qing Ziyue led the way.
"Now that you're here, don't leave." On the hillside, three people appeared at some point and blocked the path of the five people down the mountain. Tuoba Mountain was like an angry lion, followed by Chen with his arms folded in front of his chest.
Fortunately, on the right is the expressionless Tuoba Xiong.
Tuoba Shan looked at the woman wearing a cheongsam among the five.
He knows this woman - Qing Ziyue.
The commander-in-chief of the task force.
There are a total of twelve groups in the task force, and the captain who leads the twelve groups is this person.
It is said that Qing Ziyue's father is a senior member of a powerful immortal cultivating family in the Xu Dynasty.
The specific identity of Tuoba Shan is unclear, but it is said that her status is not low. After all, being able to command twelve groups is enough to prove her strong background.
"You came just in time, so you don't have to look for them one by one." Qingzi smiled happily.