Seeing that Chen Taizhong was motionless, the middle-aged man was stunned at first, and then he reacted, so he added, "I will give you the processing fee for Liangling... I have to use your ingredients."
Chen Taizhong also meant the same thing. He could help others, but he had to be willing to do so. He was really dissatisfied with the kind of master who would do nothing but fight as soon as he came up, even if he was only a second-level wandering immortal.
Of course, if the other party is willing to pay, that's another matter. After thinking about it, he replies, "No money, just give me a glass of wine from your gourd."
Dude, I'm not selling my skills for a living, I just like your wine.
"You are very discerning, a glass of my wine is worth at least five souls," the middle-aged man laughed, then nodded, "Okay."
Chen Taizhong worked quickly. In less than ten minutes, he sliced dozens of kilograms of horse meat from the horse's legs, threaded them one by one, then applied the comprehensive barbecue ingredients brought from the earth, and cut the iron
The drill was placed on the fire.
It took him twenty minutes to roast the meat, and he took the wine handed to him by the middle-aged man.
"It smells so good," a voice of praise came from the darkness, and two men and a woman appeared not far away. One of the guys with a round face greeted him with a smile, "In the wilderness, you are welcome to meet me... You two won't mind."
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This man is slightly chubby and has a pleasant smile. He looks a bit like a traveling businessman.
Chen Taizhong noticed that the woman looked at the middle-aged man's storage bag with a blazing light in her eyes.
"Buy two spirits for a bunch," the middle-aged man replied lazily, "It's impossible to give them for free. Wildebeest is a third-level wild beast."
"They are all here to make a living. Brother, it's a bit inappropriate for you to be so greedy for money," another man said, then took a step forward and spoke in a sinister voice, "You'd better be smarter."
"Haha," the middle-aged man chuckled, looking sideways at the young man beside him, and asked with interest, "Young man, do you think I should give it to them for free?"
So the horse meat is yours, what does it have to do with me? Chen Taizhong was surprised how he could be involved, but after thinking about it, he couldn't help but remind him, "Just hand over your storage bag, and it will probably be fine."
Already."
These three people's overlord meal is just the beginning. As long as the middle-aged people are a little weaker, the next step will be to lose the storage bag.
Not to mention what is in this storage bag, but the storage bag itself is a high-end gadget. Even a fourth-level or fifth-level immortal would be lost without a storage bag.
"Oh," the middle-aged man nodded, looked at the three people again, and asked with a half-smile, "Are you going to snatch my storage bag next?"
"How could we rob him?" The fat guy laughed dryly.
Then he straightened his face and coughed lightly, "We were chasing a level four mutated wind snake two days ago, and someone took advantage of the chaos and snatched him away. The man was about the same size as you... You'd better let us check your body.
Storage bags."
This is a step-by-step approach. Asking for some food in the wild isn't too much, but checking someone else's storage bag is a bit too much. It's equivalent to searching someone for no reason.
If a middle-aged man can even accept this humiliation, the next thing he will face is losing this storage bag.
"Hey," the middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, with a faint look of loneliness on his face.
After a long time, he spoke, "You two leave the storage bag, and that woman... take off her clothes and get out of here."
"What did you say?" the woman screamed immediately.
"Huh?" The middle-aged man snorted, and a pressure suddenly released, so powerful that it gave people an endless feeling of suffocation.
"Hey," those three people were also knowledgeable, and they immediately took a breath of cold air - these were at least seven-level Youxian, a high-level Youxian.
The fat man reacted quickly. As soon as his legs became weak, he knelt down and said, "Sir, we are blind and have offended you. I am from the Qingshi Zhou family. For the sake of our ancestors..."
"Don't bring up the family to bluff people, I don't want to kill anyone," the middle-aged man snorted coldly, "But if you don't obey, I might actually kill someone. I'll give you three breaths to think about it."
"The Zhou family didn't offend you, did they?" Fatty refused to give up and wanted to blame the family.
"Only you are allowed to rob others, and I'm not allowed to rob you?" The middle-aged man took a sip of wine and slowly bit the barbecue on the spindle, "I'm not pretentious, I just rob when I say it, unlike you who have to find someone.
The reason... I really want to build a memorial arch after doing it."
Under the pressure of the high-level immortals, the three men had no choice but to throw down two storage bags, and the woman also took off her outer clothing, leaving only her naked body, and took advantage of the darkness to hide her face and escape in embarrassment.
She has a good figure... Chen Taizhong looked at the leaving woman unabashedly.
The middle-aged man threw a storage bag to him and said with a smile, "It's delivered to your door, and everyone who sees it is rewarded."
"No reward for no merit," Chen Taizhong threw the storage bag back, "Whatever I need, I will naturally earn it with both hands."
"We are destined to meet each other," the middle-aged man chuckled, then lowered his voice and spoke, "That Sumeru Ring of yours... is not always convenient for use, right?"
"Huh?" Chen Taizhong was immediately surprised. He really didn't expect that the other party would recognize this thing, so he frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"It's no fun," the man twitched the corner of his mouth and replied casually, "If I want to steal your Sumeru Ring, do you think you can stop me?"
"You can give it a try," Chen Taizhong frowned and replied calmly.
"Why should I try? You didn't offend me," the middle-aged man spread his hands, looking very disapproving, "I never bully people casually... If I ask for food from you, a first-level immortal, I will give you spirit stones.
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"I'm level two now, okay?" Chen Taizhong muttered unconvincedly, but think about it, against such a strong person, there really is no difference between level one and level two.
Only then did he think of a question, "What level are you at?"
"Ninth level peak, stuck, life and death can't reach Lingxian," the middle-aged man sighed and replied calmly.
Much later, Chen Taizhong realized that in the fairy world, asking someone about their cultivation level is a taboo thing, just like asking someone how much money they earn on earth - it doesn't matter, it's just a simple conversation.
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But at this time, he was not very clear, so he said strangely, "Young Immortal Level 9 Cultivation Immortal...can't you get the support of the family?"
The rules of the fairy world are that spiritual beings are qualified to form immortal cultivating families. For middle-aged people who are at the ninth level, the family will definitely train them vigorously. Once they reach the level of spiritual immortals, they will have a top fighting force.
"I am a casual cultivator," the middle-aged man replied calmly, and looked at him again, "How can you, a member of a noble family, know about the hardships of a casual cultivator?"
"I'm not a descendant of a noble family," Chen Taizhong couldn't help but protest - if my brother were a descendant of a noble family, how about going out to do tasks and being bullied by others?
"You are only at the second level of Immortality at your age, so you can't possibly be a disciple of the sect," the middle-aged man rolled his eyes at him again.
"I am also a casual cultivator. I just ascended a few days ago." Chen Taizhong took out his jade sign and waved it.
"Oh?" The middle-aged man glanced at the jade plaque, and then glanced at the Sumeru Ring in his hand intentionally or unintentionally.
Chen Taizhong took a sip from his wine glass, glanced at him sideways, and said nothing.
"Hey, I'm actually greedy," the middle-aged man smiled and shook his head, "You really shouldn't...but I'm curious, do you really think you can keep the Sumeru Precepts in front of me?"
"I don't recommend you try it," Chen Taizhong replied seriously. There is a nuclear bomb in the Sumeru Ring.
The middle-aged man was stunned for a while, then nodded slightly, "That's right, people in the lower realm may not be bullied. The lower realm has turned the Fenghuang Realm upside down, not just once or twice... You can have extremely rare Qi Dao skills.
It has your origin."
"Can the lower realm disrupt the fairy world?" This was the first time Chen Taizhong heard of such a thing.
"You will know in the future," the middle-aged man did not want to say more about this matter, but just gave him a meaningful look, "There is everything in the world... You also have your trump card, don't you?"
Chen Taizhong was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then he began to think about it—should he ask me something about the earth?
If he could find some immortals who ascended from the earth, he would be able to rely on him.
Just as he was hesitating, the middle-aged man had already stood up. With a wave of his hand, he put the uneaten horse meat into his storage bag, turned around and left, "Rogue cultivators are too poor. If you have a way, little friend,
, it’s better to find a way to get into the system.”
Aren't I hopeless? Chen Taizhong curled his lips helplessly, picked up the storage bag on the ground, came to the "artificial grass", and meditated quietly.
At dawn, he put his consciousness into the storage bag and found that there was a medium-grade spiritual stone, more than 20 low-grade spiritual stones, several bottles of pills, a long sword and a long knife.
The others are just a few clothes, pots and pans and some daily necessities.
Murder and arson are not necessarily gold belts, Chen Taizhong curled his lips.
When he was on earth, he didn't have much contact with people, and no one discussed cultivating immortals with him. He did read some fairy tale novels. When they talked about killing people and grabbing storage bags, it was like robbing mountains of gold.
There is nothing.
Although it was better to have no book than to believe in a book, he calmed down and said that he wanted to see if the big fish in the water yesterday had gone and if he could get two more fish to come up. Suddenly, he felt that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.
There seemed to be something wrong. He felt it carefully. There was no trace of breath leaking out from where the Iron-Armored Tiger and the other person were. This was wrong.
He enters the Tao with Qi, and is extremely sensitive to changes in Qi. Yesterday, he could always feel the existence of these two sides - although the Qi was very weak, it always made him feel strange.
At this time today, he really couldn't feel it anymore, which meant that things had changed.
He couldn't help but secretly be vigilant - in the wilderness, he was just a little second-level wandering immortal.
Not long after, there was a rustling sound in the distance. When he looked through the grass, he was overjoyed: it turned out to be a Thunder Deer!
Eight thunder deer walked over leisurely, one male deer, three female deer, two half-sized deer, and two fawns. They seemed to be a family.
(The author's backend is too stuck. Update to call for recommendation votes.)