As night fell, the burly man with multiple wounds was desperately attacking his brothers from behind, forcing the two opponents to retreat. He took the opportunity to break out of the siege with a diagonal stab, took a wind talisman on himself, leaving an afterimage, and rushed forward.
The misty forest that looks inwards and outwards.
"Meng Tianye, you fucking bastard..."
The brother who was "broken" was so angry that he almost vomited blood and cursed.
Ye Ge, who was usually just and loyal to Bo Yuntian, left his brother behind and ran away at the critical moment, putting him in a certain death situation.
He only managed two moves and was surrounded by sword light, spells, and sword energy from all sides. The man who desperately resisted and lost sight of one thing and another was cut into pieces with broken bodies and limbs.
"Don't chase the poor aggressors, collect the loot and prepare to retreat!"
The leader, the masked monk in black, shouted in a low voice.
The key to doing business like theirs is to be fast, accurate and ruthless, without getting too entangled. The battle just started and ended in less than a cup of tea.
Two masked monks said nothing, picked up the long sword on the ground, and searched for spiritual stones, elixir bottles, medicinal materials and other items.
The remaining person was alert to the movement everywhere and asked through a message: "Boss, isn't it necessary to ambush Meng Tianye in the mission? How can we let him go?"
"It has been 'dealt with' and the task is completed."
The leading masked monk briefly transmitted the message and shouted softly: "Retreat!"
A flame burned away, igniting the broken body and limbs, emitting blue flames, burning silently, erratic and strange.
The four people quickly disappeared into the night.
Meng Tianye, who escaped with his life, was the famous "Ye Ge" in the street stall area in the east of Fang City. He rushed into the foggy forest and walked around the familiar roads, using his breath to stop the bleeding from his wounds.
The four masked thieves were obviously well prepared and knew their whereabouts when going out and returning.
We chose to set up an ambush near the foggy forest and caught them off guard.
He can't die, what will the girl do if he dies?
After escaping for a while, Meng Tianye stopped. In shock, he turned back and glanced towards the east forest, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, poured out the healing medicine and swallowed it.
He also felt guilty and uneasy for abandoning his brother who had lived and died with him many times.
But when he thought about life and death on the path of spiritual practice, he was self-confident, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with him.
The only thing to blame is that brother's misfortune.
He didn't notice that among the rotten leaves on the ground, a trace of black air climbed up his trousers, hiding in the fresh blood on the crook of his legs.
After taking a short rest and waiting for the potion to wear off, he silently fled to the north, avoiding the patrolling monks along the way.
About half a quarter of an hour later, three Taoist priests came over in the foggy forest. One of them, a man and a woman, was Gu Zong and Ning Weizhi. The middle-aged Taoist priest walking in front held a compass with eight trigrams and stars in it.
The voice transmission said: "The remnant soul of the thousand-year-old ghost who escaped is hiding nearby."
Gu Zong grinned silently. The thousand-year-old ghost they were besieging was so powerful that he spent hundreds of years of accumulated corpses to forcefully break the ghost-slaying formation and drag the battlefield into a village dozens of miles away. He resolutely used
The corpse explosion ghost technique slaughtered the entire village under their eyes, leaving no chickens or dogs behind. With the help of countless unjustly dead souls, thousands of years old ghosts fished in troubled waters and escaped with several remaining souls.
The five of them collected the ghost energy as a guide, and spent the past two days chasing and killing each other, leaving only this last place.
The other two went back to deal with the aftermath of the village's massacre.
The middle-aged Taoist priest made a sword-like gesture with the two fingers of his right hand. He tapped the edge of the compass, and a ray of blue light shot out, covering the mist a hundred feet away and shrouding a rotting corpse that had been lying dead for a long time in the forest.
As Gu Zong waved his hand, the forest, rotting leaves, and rotting corpses turned into a raging sea of fire.
"That's it."
The middle-aged Taoist priest saw the black dot on the compass disappear and immediately called a stop.
If it continues to burn, the protective formation will be triggered.
The huge movement here immediately attracted two teams of patrolling monks.
After Gu Zong showed a purple gold token, the patrolling monks respectfully moved out of the way. With their cultivation, they could not stop the three Taoist priests.
After the three Taoist priests left, several patrol monks flew close to the twenty-foot white land. They could still feel the blazing heat on the ground, and the mist of the forest had burned out a huge hole that would not close in a short time.
"It's the order to punish evil!"
"Go back and report to Director Dong that this forest was burned down by seniors who held the 'Exorcism Order'. Don't blame our patrol for being negligent."
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After dinner, Chen Mou took a walk in the yard and looked up at the dark mountain top. Feeling a little disappointed, he shook his head and warned himself that joys and sorrows, birth, old age, illness and death are all emotions that monks must face and overcome.
There is no such thing as a feast that never ends, just get used to it.
Step into the forging room, close the door, and enter the cave in another world to practice.
The only way to relieve worries is to practice and recite sutras.
On the morning of the second day, Chen Mou came to Fangshi Street with a calm expression.
He made an appointment with Shopkeeper Hong a few days ago and invited him to have tea today. He wanted to build a relationship with Shopkeeper Hong by the way, hoping to maximize his forging skills and discuss business to earn spiritual stones.
He did not use the reputation of "Xuandu Temple" to show off.
He makes reasonable use of the relationship between Shopkeeper Hong and Senior Brother Gu to earn some cultivation resources, isn’t that excessive?
I heard the monks talking on the street. Brother Ye from Dongfang was ambushed outside the misty forest last night and was poisoned by "Shadowless Water Poison". His sister Meng Tianxiu was borrowing spiritual stones from everywhere and wanted to hire a foundation-building doctor for Brother Ye.
Detoxify and heal wounds.
Chen Mou was slightly surprised but did not stop.
When the sky is crazy, it will rain, and when people are crazy, there will be disaster.
Meng Tianye used his own strength to get into fights and cause trouble. He was so flattered by others that he did not restrain himself and acted in a high profile. Sooner or later, he would be deceived, but he did not expect it to happen so quickly.
He will not sympathize with Meng Tianye's miserable experience. There must be a cause and a result. Which casual cultivator in the city is not full of bitterness?
His sister Xiu'er may be burdened with debt, but she has nothing to do with him.
Just warn yourself, don’t drift!
Arriving at the Forging Arms Pavilion, I invited shopkeeper Hong. The two walked into the teahouse diagonally opposite while chatting and laughing.
Chen Mou ordered a pot of spiritual tea with two spiritual stones. He was not qualified to spend twenty spiritual stones as a treat. He listened to shopkeeper Hong and the tea shopkeeper laughing and exchanging a few polite words, and Dr. Tea led the way into the side room.
After Shopkeeper Hong sat down, he asked with a smile: "What's the matter? You kid said it first. If I don't drink your tea, I won't feel at ease."
As people grow older, he has seen a lot. A few days ago, he saw that this boy wanted to invite him to tea under the guise of honoring the agreement, but in fact he wanted to do something with him. He did not dare to underestimate the boy who was attracted by Gu Zong.
Chen Mou poured tea into the tea cup across from him, put down the teapot, and said with a smile: "I can't hide it from you, but my senior brother wanted to test me, a latecomer, and set up a difficult problem... I am not very good at cultivation, so I would like to ask you to reward me."
If you have enough food to eat, help me find a job to earn spiritual stones. I can find a way to complete other things myself."
He used Spring and Autumn style to cut off the beginning and end, and the meaning completely changed.
"Your name is Senior Brother Gu Dao?"
Shopkeeper Hong was surprised. Gu Zong wanted to accept a disciple on his behalf, which showed how much he valued the little guy.
He would not doubt Chen Mou. Whoever is tired of living would dare to recognize a Jindan monk as his senior brother. The so-called test is a matter of course. No wonder he was not brought back to Xuandu Temple for training.
He guessed that the little guy came to see him because he had Gu Zong's tacit consent.
"I'm just a shopkeeper now. If you want to be a clerk in a shop, it's just a matter of words. Why don't you give it a try? I can make the decision to increase your monthly salary to five spiritual stones a month. Isn't that interesting?" Shopkeeper Hong suggested with a smile.
Chen Mou refused: "Thank you for your kindness. I am too stupid to serve the guests."
Then he expressed his thoughts: "I can forge low-level magic weapons, and I want to cooperate with the Forging Pavilion to sell the magic weapons I made. In this way, you have helped me a lot, and I can support myself. It does not violate Senior Brother Gu's wishes.
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He took out the dagger he forged and placed it on the tea table.
Shopkeeper Hong glanced at the unsheathed dagger. He didn't need to look carefully to see its quality at a glance. He asked with a smile: "Do you still want to buy the embryo materials of the magic weapon from the Forging Pavilion for forging the magic weapon?"
"You are really considerate."
Chen Mou cupped his hands and smiled at Shopkeeper Hong, like a pair of old and young foxes who cherish each other and smell the same scent.
This was his idea, to use the materials from the Forging Pavilion to forge magic weapons, and then sell them in the Forging Pavilion shop. He could make a steady profit without having to show his face.
From now on, all the benefits he gets from other worlds can be spent openly. They are all earned by him.
There was one difficulty in this. He had to convince Shopkeeper Hong to do this business with him.