Wu Tao looked at the patrol of immortal cultivators who were flying swords more than ten meters in the air around him. The patrol of immortal cultivators from Qingling Sect and those from Wuquan Mountain wore different clothes, but the general system was the same.
"All casual cultivators are prohibited from leaving the city. Now, immediately, all return to their residences and wait for door-to-door inspection."
The immortal cultivator on the patrol shouted again.
The casual cultivators on the street suddenly became a little disorganized, and one by one they quickened their pace and returned to their residences.
Because usually the patrol team personally issued such a warning, something must have happened. Looking at the patrol team's appearance as if they were facing a powerful enemy, it was definitely not a small matter.
If you don't listen to the patrol's advice and something happens, the patrol will not save you. Instead of saving you, you will be punished by the patrol.
Wu Tao withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at the immortal cultivators on patrol. Instead, he followed the crowd towards the shantytown. The place he rented was still in the shantytown, but it was not on the original Fulin Road, but on Yuntong Road.
Walking among the crowd, he walked towards the shanty town while listening to the low-pitched discussions of the casual cultivators around him, but he did not hear any effective information.
It can only be said that the patrol's actions this time were too sudden. The casual cultivators have always been hindsight. I don't know the reason at this time, but it is not surprising.
Wu Tao soon came to the direction of the shantytown. As soon as he entered the shantytown, he could smell the faint smell of feces and urine around him. The small alleys were narrow and small, and there were casual cultivators walking on the ground floor.
Just past the corner is Yuntong Road.
When they arrived at Yuntong Road, they saw no one, but Wu Tao was thinking about something.
He felt lucky in his heart that he had been talking to Chen Yao for three days. Otherwise, if something like this suddenly happened, he would be blinded and unable to leave the city at will. With his cultivation level, he would not dare to leave the city by force.
Wuquan Mountain is located in Xicheng, and is guarded by foundation builders and immortal cultivators.
As for Dongcheng, as the immortal city under the jurisdiction of Qingling Sect, there will definitely be Qingling Sect's foundation-building immortal cultivators guarding it.
The foundation-building immortal cultivator's strengths, mana, and divine thoughts can fall instantly. If Wu Tao dares to force his way out of the city, he will definitely be killed by the foundation-building immortal cultivator.
"Three days. I hope this matter can be resolved in three days and the order prohibiting leaving the city can be revoked. Otherwise, Ayao will be worried about me."
Wu Tao murmured in his heart.
Because he raised his concentration, at the corner ahead, there was a person with his head lowered and his eyes fixed on the ground. He seemed to have not seen Wu Tao and bumped into Wu Tao.
Only a dull bang was heard, and the casual cultivator who bumped into Wu Tao was directly knocked to the ground by Wu Tao.
The casual cultivator was confused for a moment.
He did not expect that Wu Tao was now in the marrow refining stage, and his physical strength was comparable to that of a first-order high-level monster. If this casual cultivator bumped into Wu Tao, it would be equivalent to hitting a first-order high-level monster. If he were not hit,
That's strange.
Wu Tao didn't pay attention to this, and he didn't use any force, so he just fell outwards.
Seeing this, Wu Tao came to his senses, quickly reached out his hand, pulled the casual cultivator up, and said, "Fellow Taoist, are you okay?"
The casual cultivator quickly said: "I'm fine, thank you fellow Taoist." Seeing that Wu Tao was still holding his arm, a subtle fluctuation flashed in his eyes, and he said with a forced smile: "Fellow Taoist, I'm fine.
Can you let go of my hand?"
Wu Tao shook his head and said, "You took my things..."
A trace of ruthlessness flashed through the eyes of this casual cultivator, and he said: "Fellow Taoist, this is not an unjust accusation. I just bumped into you accidentally. I can apologize to you, but how can you unjustly accuse me of taking your things?"
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Wu Tao said: "Since you are not willing to return it to me, I will take it back myself."
After Wu Tao said that, he grabbed his hand and shook it gently. The casual cultivator immediately let out a scream, and saw a strong force coming from his right arm, exploding directly at the root of the arm. One of his right hands immediately
Pulled off by Wu Tao.
The casual cultivator held the broken part of his arm, bleeding profusely.
Wu Tao took out a spirit stone bag from the sleeve of his right arm. It was the spirit stone bag he used to confuse others. After all, he was a low-level casual cultivator, so how could he afford a storage bag?
"get out!"
Hanging his spirit stone bag back on his waist, Wu Tao threw the severed hand to the broken-arm casual cultivator and said.
The broken-armed casual cultivator stopped screaming, grabbed the broken arm, and ran away in panic.
Looking at the running back of the other party and the blood stains on the ground, Wu Tao thought: "I am kind after all. Manager Wang only owes me twenty low-grade spiritual stones. I killed them all, and this low-level casual cultivator,
He stole thirty low-grade spiritual stones from me, and I didn't even kill him..."
With this thought in mind, Wu Tao returned to his temporary residence on Yuntong Road.
As soon as he returned to his residence, Wu Tao arranged the soundproof and anti-peeping array and the three-pole water-fire sword array. With the three-pole water-fire sword array, he felt much more at ease.
At least, if he didn't build a foundation and dared to break into his hut, he could kill them with the three-pole water-fire sword formation, not to mention he had other trump cards.
After doing all this, Wu Tao sat on the edge of the bed and said thoughtfully: "I don't know what happened, but I can't go out to inquire now. If I encounter a patrol, it will be troublesome..."
"Therefore, it is best to practice first."
Thinking of this, Wu Tao took out a futon from his storage bag, sat cross-legged on it, then took out a bottle of Purple Spirit Pill and prepared to practice the Three Yang Kung Fu.
However, before swallowing it, Wu Tao seemed to remember something, and his spiritual thoughts sank into his mind, summoning the soul-eating insect and making it invisible, just in case.
He originally thought about letting out his spiritual thoughts to see what was going on around him, but he thought that although the shantytowns here were famous for being the residence of low-level casual cultivators, they were sparse in the middle stage of Qi refining, and even his spiritual thoughts could not be released, but in case of an emergency
, there are also people like me, it’s better not to let your spiritual thoughts go out easily.
Wu Tao simply gave up, raised his head and swallowed the Purple Spirit Pill, started practicing the Three Yang Kung Fu.
When it was almost time to apply for membership, Wu Tao stopped practicing because he heard a warning sound from the soundproof formation and someone was knocking on the door outside.
It's a knock on the door.
It shows that the person who came has no malicious intent.
It should be the immortal cultivators from the patrol team. They said they would start a door-to-door investigation.
Wu Tao opened the door, and it turned out to be a cultivator from the patrol team.
The four immortal cultivators from the patrol team exuded spiritual energy fluctuations, and each of them was at the seventh level of Qi refining. This immortal cultivator from the Dongcheng patrol team deliberately released his aura, probably for the purpose of intimidation.
Of course, the seventh level of Qi Refining is not the highest level of cultivation for the patrol team, but it is enough to come to the shanty towns and scare the low-level casual cultivators.
He immediately entered the role of his current vest, shrank and said in a low voice: "I have met you all, sir."
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