As soon as everyone walked out of the entrance, they saw that Fangshi had been turned into ruins. Two monks in the late stage of foundation building were fighting each other, and their figures kept flashing around.
As for the other Qi-training stage monks in Fangshi, they have already left Fangshi. After all, even the aftermath of the fight between these two foundation-building stage monks cannot be withstood.
Of these two late-stage foundation-building monks, one of them is naturally the foundation-building monk guarding Fang City, while the other is a late-stage foundation-building monk from the Zhao family.
At this time, the later monk of the Zhao family saw several casual cultivators coming out of the black market entrance, but did not see his nephew. He couldn't help but feel anxious and shouted: "Meng Lexian, where is Wu Zheng?"
Wu Zheng? Chen Hongyu, who was following the crowd without saying a word, laughed in his heart, but then he thought of the young man left behind by these casual cultivators.
Your Wuzheng family was naturally sold.
These casual cultivators also knew that what they were doing was unethical, and after knowing that everything was a trap, they wished they could run as far as they could, for fear that they would be entangled by this old man and unable to escape.
Therefore, he threw two talisman seals directly at the old man from a long distance away.
"Senior Meng, this time we have offended both forces in Linglu County to death." said a middle-aged foundation-building monk who had previously dealt with the Qi-training monks with Cao Wenwei.
They also drove hundreds of miles and arrived at the edge of Linglu County, where they stopped to recover their mana.
They had already lost a lot of mana due to the battle and were in a hurry to leave, so they stopped to take time to restore their mana.
Meng Lexian had just been carried on the road by a foundation-building monk, so he took advantage of this time to recover from some injuries on the road.
"It doesn't matter, this time we also captured tens of thousands of spiritual stones in the black market, so we don't have to worry about training resources for a short time."
Speaking of this, a bitter look appeared on Meng Lexian's face: "I originally thought I could gain a foothold this time, but I didn't expect that the entire Linglu County family would be offended now.
For now, we can only go to Xianglin County next door according to the backup plan. Presumably those younger generations who retreated first have already gone there.
Xianglin County itself is a small county. There are only five foundation-building families and two small sects in the county, and they have not united. We will have more opportunities in Xianglin County."
Zhao Wuzheng was a foundation-building disciple of the Immortal Sect, and his talent was quite good. If he died on the black market today, he would naturally attract the attention of his spiritual peak.
Fortunately, this time the two forces in Linglu County are fighting, and there are backers behind them, so the senior leaders of Zhao Wuzheng in Lingfeng should not pay much attention to them as casual cultivators.
Having said this, he looked at Chen Hongyu and said: "Wen Wei, please see if there are any good healing medicines among the supplies you obtained in the market."
These loose cultivators have been together for tens or hundreds of years and have experienced several life and death crises, so they finally established a stable group. Once they obtain a third-order spiritual peak in the future, they will be able to establish a sect immediately.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone naturally focused their attention on Chen Hongyu, but saw that he seemed to be preparing to leave.
"Old Cao, what are you going to do?"
Chen Hongyu was a little helpless, knowing that he could no longer hide it, but it was already time to leave.
He could only take off the hat on his head, revealing his rough face underneath.
"I'm not Cao Wenwei!"
"Where's Lao Cao?" the middle-aged foundation-building monk asked, but judging from his tone, he already had some guesses.
"Of course he was killed by me!" Chen Hongyu returned.
Seeing that the few casual cultivators in front of him seemed to be intent on taking action, he immediately backed away from the spot and at the same time took out five third-level talismans in each hand.
The third-level talisman in his hand flashed with light, and he only needed to activate it. The ten third-level talismans transformed into spells and attacked several casual cultivators.
"Although he was killed by me, it was because he sought me out first, not because I provoked him."
Having said this, he tilted his head slightly and said: "There are only four of you left now. If you insist on keeping me, there will inevitably be another battle.
Let’s not talk about whether those foundation-building monks will be left behind. Just relying on these third-level talismans in my hand can make you lose one more person.
Why don't we get together and part ways, after all, we are comrades who escaped together."
Meng Lexian pressed on the shoulders of the angry middle-aged monk next to him, looked at Chen Hongyu opposite with solemn eyes, shook his head and said: "Withdraw, our mana has not recovered at this time, and who knows that the person opposite has nothing but these
What other methods can Fu Zhuan use? The gain outweighs the loss."
Meng Lexian's heart was bleeding when he said this.
Originally, according to their plan, Cao Wenwei first went to search for spiritual stones and various cultivation materials in the black market, and then the others were free to search together.
At this time, half of the resources they collected from the black market were on Cao Wenwei. At this time, Cao Wenwei was killed by the monks on the opposite side. It was obvious whose hands this resource fell into.
Unfortunately, they were unable to take action against the monks on the opposite side at this time.
"Walk!"
The other three monks looked at each other, but in the end they protected Meng Lexian and left quickly.
Seeing a few loose cultivators leaving, Chen Hongyu took back the talisman and recovered some of his magic power at the same place, then he used the Red Cloud Sword and rushed towards the gate of Danxia Mountain.
At this time, it was already early morning.
The sword kept flying all the way, and finally returned to Beixuan Peak in the afternoon.
Just as they entered Beixuan Peak, a sword light suddenly flashed across the sky, and there was a person next to them, it was Chen Beixuan.
"Hongyu has met the ancestor!"
When Chen Beixuan saw that he was so busy, he asked casually: "You look so hurried, where did you go this time?"
Since Chen Hongyu showed his Alchemy cultivation before his eyes a few months ago and his combat prowess that was much higher than that of monks of the same level, he no longer worried about this junior's problem in competing for the Spiritual Peak.
As for the lame excuse that he had been traveling around, Chen Beixuan turned a blind eye.
After all, who hasn’t had a little adventure or a little secret?
When Chen Beixuan asked, Chen Hongyu also told everything in detail. Anyway, there was almost nothing shameful about this experience.
It was Chen Hongyu who was searching for needed spiritual materials in Jilongshanfang City, and then happened to be involved in a struggle, and gained tens of thousands of spiritual stones.
After listening to what he said, Chen Beixuan looked at him strangely.
As a junior, I am really a bit shady and stubborn in my work. I don't have any domineering self at all.
However, in this world of cultivating immortals, only this kind of more sinister and stern monks can have the last laugh.
With Chen Hongyu's talent and low profile, he might really be expected to become the second golden elixir-level monk in the Chen family in the future.