The third thousand two hundred and eighteenth chapter once returned to before liberation
At this time, Feng Zhiwu also ended her training, and her cultivation was completely stable.
Moreover, according to the concealment technique taught by Ye Bufan, he hid his cultivation to the early stage of True Immortal. He looked exactly the same as before, without any change.
"You guys wait here while Zhiwu and I go out."
After he finished speaking, he pulled Feng Zhiwu towards the door.
Shen Qiyun said: "Is this okay? How about I join you?"
Ye Bufan waved his hand, "No, it won't be fun if you follow me."
Outside the gate of the Ninth Peak, on a hillside, two young men in white were sitting together drinking.
The one with a thin face is Xue Ze, the first disciple of the third peak. The other one, who is more handsome, is Sima Cuo, the first disciple of the fifth peak.
Xue Ze finished the wine in his glass and looked in the direction of the Ninth Peak with a sneer.
"As expected, they are all weaklings. Even now, none of them dare to go out."
Sima Cuo laughed loudly: "Even that little girl Fu Jundie was defeated at the hands of you and my brothers. No one else dares to go out. They will only be humiliated..."
He was just halfway through his words when his expression suddenly froze and he saw two figures walking out from the Ninth Peak.
Sima Cuo's expression changed, and there was a hint of sinisterness in his eyes: "I didn't expect that there are people who are not afraid of death."
When he saw the faces of the two people clearly, Xue Ze raised his eyebrows: "Who I thought it was, turned out to be the legendary sword spirit with eight-star talent, and the other man was a loser of ten thousand years."
Sima Cuo said: "I heard that boy has recently served as the deputy hall master of the Spiritual Medicine Hall."
"so what?"
Xue Ze sneered and said, "He came out of the Ninth Peak, so he is a disciple of the Ninth Peak. What does it have to do with the Spiritual Medicine Palace?
The most important thing is that no one knows that we did it, so what can he do if he can’t find evidence?”
"That's right!"
Sima Cuo nodded and smiled secretly, "But no matter what, his identity is here, we have to send a few more people over to take good care of him!"
Xue Ze said: "Feng Zhiwu is known as the genius of the sect. He has reached the early stage of True Immortality in less than a month. With that kid in mind, it should be enough for us to send him four mid-stage True Immortal stages. Already."
"I heard that that kid has great medical skills, and he must be able to treat himself much faster, so I have to be more ruthless with him, as long as he doesn't kill him."
After Sima Cuo finished speaking, the two laughed together.
Ye Bufan and the two left the Ninth Peak, as if they didn't know anything and nothing happened, and walked straight towards the Spiritual Medicine Hall.
When they arrived at a remote area with no one around, four black figures suddenly appeared in front of them, surrounding the two of them.
"Everyone, stop right there."
The four people were covered from head to toe. The leader was tall and had a pair of triangular eyes that looked extremely sinister.
Ye Bufan looked at the four people and smiled: "Yes, it came quite quickly.
Hand over the storage rings you four have and get out of here, there is still a small chance now, otherwise it will be too late!"
The four men in black were stunned for a moment. It was obvious that they were robbing them. Why did the other party ask them to hand over the storage ring?
"It seems that not only are you useless, you are also mentally ill!"
The triangle-eyed man waved his hand, "Brothers, do it..."
Before he could finish his words, a white jade-like fist had already arrived in front of him and hit him hard on the face.
Blood spurted out, and he was smashed into thousands of peach blossoms. His face was covered in blood, and he flew dozens of meters away before falling to the ground with a thud.
The other three people didn't understand what was going on at all, so they were all punched by Feng Zhiwu and knocked to the ground.
The cultivation level in the middle stage of True Immortal has a strong suppressive effect on the early stage of True Immortal, but Feng Zhiwu is now at the peak of True Immortal.
Don't say there are only four of them, even forty is not enough.
Because of this, the four people were beaten until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen without even understanding what was going on. At the same time, their cultivation levels were sealed and they were thrown to Ye Bufan's feet.
"Look, if you didn't listen to others' advice, would you be at a disadvantage now?"
With a smile on his face, Ye Bufan stretched out his hand to collect all the storage rings from the four people.
"you……"
The eyes of the four people were filled with shock and fear. This was not the first time they had taken action against people from the Ninth Peak. In the past, they had always had an absolute advantage despite being suppressed by levels and numbers.
They have always abused others, but I never expected that they would be abused like this.
I originally thought that Feng Zhiwu was just an early stage True Immortal, but I didn't expect that she would suppress the four of them with just one move. This was at least the peak level of a True Immortal.
The most hateful thing is that this guy in front of me robbed my storage ring without saying a word.
The triangular eyes showed a fierce look: "Boy, if you are sensible, please return it to me immediately, otherwise our Third Peak will not let you go."
You must know that as an immortal, he feels a little uneasy about where to put his resources, so he carries them with him. In other words, Ye Bufan directly robbed all his belongings.
"Why, can't you bear it?"
Ye Bufan smiled again, "Don't worry, I won't take your things for nothing, I'll take this as compensation for you."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand to pinch the chin of Triangle Eyes, flicked his fingertips, and a wisp of white powder flew directly into his throat.
This thing melts in your mouth and slides into your stomach very quickly, making it impossible to spit it out even if you want to.
"you……"
Triangle Eyes was about to say something, but then his face was full of horror. Although his acupuncture points had been sealed just now, the true energy in his body could still be felt.
But after taking this powder into his mouth, he completely lost consciousness and became exactly like an ordinary person.
He has spent a lot of resources and hardships to cultivate to his current state. How can he still feel calm once he returns to before liberation?
It is no exaggeration to say that destroying an immortal's cultivation is simply more uncomfortable than killing him.
"Damn it, what on earth did you feed me?"
The triangular eyes were blood red and roaring crazily.
"It's a good thing. I worked hard to refine it, but it's very expensive."
Ye Bufan reached out and patted his face, "So you still took advantage!"
Then he grabbed a second man in black, a third, and a fourth, and in the blink of an eye, he fed all four of them the enhanced version of Suoxian Powder.
"Boy, what did you do to me? Let me go quickly..."
"Please, let me go, I don't want the ring anymore..."
"You return my immortal essence and my cultivation base..."
The four people felt that they had lost their cultivation, and they were all frightened. Some threatened, some begged, and some cried bitterly.
"It's noisy."
Ye Bufan kicked all four guys away one by one.
After doing all this, he took Feng Zhiwu's hand and continued walking forward leisurely.
