Great Luck

Chapter 69 I’m looking for them

Zi Dong led five Independent Cultivator experts, and Feng Qingwu led ten Feng Family experts, flying straight to the north with their swords in the night sky.

There are thousands of miles between the Azure Dragon Mountain Range and the Snowy Mountains. Even if a Shattering Void Realm monk travels through the void without eating or drinking, it would still take nearly ten days.

With the cultivation levels of Zi Dong and Feng Qingwu, even if they rush to Langya City between them, flying at full speed will take more than a month.

The fifteen powerful men were all above the Star Refining Realm, so it was much easier to accompany the two of them.

The cultivation levels of everyone in Ai Shang are uneven, and many of them are not as good as Zi Dong and Feng Qingwu, and their moving speed is even slower.

"Take a rest!" At dawn, Zi Dong landed in a forest and shouted to everyone in Feng Qingwu.

At this time, we have flown out of the Azure Dragon Mountain Range and are about to enter the densely populated area of ​​the city. If we want to fly, we have to choose a remote place.

Otherwise, it will definitely attract the attention of all forces, and Feng Cloud Heaven will be prepared, and it is estimated that Feng Qingwu will not be seen.

"Uncle Ji, why don't we take the flying boat?" Feng Qingwu landed next to Zi Dong and asked Elder Feng Ji who was leading the way.

"Qing Wu, the flying boat will make too much noise, I'm afraid it will alarm Langya City." Elder Feng Ji did not directly say that it would scare Feng Cloud Heaven away.

"But with this stop and go, when can we get to Langya City?!" Feng Qingwu was very anxious.

She already knew that Zhou Yunting had sent many elders and deacons, and they might take action against Feng Yun Tian. After all, he was her father, so she had to worry.

"We take turns taking you two. If we go at full speed, we should be able to reach Langya City in more than ten days."

Elder Fengji glanced at the people who were leaving one after another, and specifically looked at the Independent Cultivator brought by Zi Dong, hoping to get them to express their stance.

Flying with others will cost more. These Independent Cultivators are poor people, and they don't know how much Zi Dong pays them.

"Elder Fengji, just take Junior Sister Qingwu with you. I can keep up myself." Zi Dong quickly declared that he, a grown man, did not want to be carried away by others.

"How do you keep up?!" Feng Qingwu glared at Zi Dong, she suspected that this guy was going to hold her back.

When Zi Dong and Zhou Xinyu were in Ambergris Lake, they whispered that Zhou Yunting must have assigned some task to Zi Dong.

"I can control nine flying swords, and my speed will naturally increase!" Zi Dong looked at Feng Qingwu in an arrogant manner.

"Can you increase your speed by controlling nine flying swords?!" Feng Qingwu looked at Elder Feng Ji strangely. She had never heard of it.

"I haven't tried it." Elder Fengji shook his head and looked at the others, but no one answered him. Why would anyone have so many flying swords?

It's not like a strong spiritual consciousness can control a lot of flying swords. If Zi Dong didn't master Zhou Xinyu's method, no matter how powerful his spiritual consciousness was, he wouldn't be able to control it.

"Everyone, please rest quickly. We have to rush on our way soon." Zi Dong directly found a tree to sit down and started practicing cross-legged.

Naturally, his speed is not increased because he can control nine flying swords, but because there is purple energy from the East in the Gold Core.

Although the Donglai Purple Qi in the Gold Core cannot help him fight, it can increase the speed of the flying sword.

Elder Fengji has been to the Snowy Mountains several times and is responsible for the exchange of resources between Cloud Heaven Sect and Azure Lotus Sword Sect.

Therefore, he is very familiar with the cities in the north of the Eastern Continent, and he leads everyone to remote places.

Except for Elder Feng Ji who led the way, the remaining nine elders of the Feng family led Feng Qingwu Fei, with Zi Dong and five Independent Cultivators following behind.

Feng Qingwu was much more relaxed. He couldn't help but look back at Zi Dong and found that this guy was also very relaxed, and he was not led by five Independent Cultivators.

However, the flying sword at Zi Dong's feet was much larger and shrouded in purple mist, and its speed was no slower than the five Independent Cultivators.

"Didn't you say you wanted to control nine flying swords? Why is there only one?!" When they were taking another break, Feng Qingwu came over and asked Zi Dong.

"How do you know there is only one?" Zi Dong glanced at Feng Qingwu proudly: "I have fused nine flying swords together!"

"You think you are an artifact refiner!" Feng Qingwu was so angry that he almost kicked Zi Dong. Can flying swords be fused casually?

"The artifact refining master is refining flying swords. I used the luck spirit root to fuse the nine flying swords into a larger one!" Zi Dong was even more proud. He was more powerful than the artifact refining master.

"Tch, what's so great about luck spirit root!" Feng Qingwu glared at Zi Dong in disgust, and walked to the tree next to him to practice.

Although we were traveling to remote places, we could still often meet monks coming and going, because they had to be on their way during the day.

Feng Qingwu discussed with the elders of the Feng family and decided to change into casual clothes. The monk uniforms of Cloud Heaven Sect were too eye-catching.

Naturally, the five Independent Cultivators don't need to change. Zi Dong's storage ring also contains a lot of various clothes, all left by the Demon Race young master.

Everyone changed into casual clothes, and their speed increased a lot. Elder Fengji no longer deliberately avoided and flew to Langya City at full speed.

The five Independent Cultivators also travel all over the country because they have to search for resources everywhere. With a little identification, they can clearly understand which sphere of influence they have reached.

Along the way, Zi Dong was constantly introduced to how many forces there were nearby, what powerful people each force had, and what precious resources there were in this area.

Zi Dong is their big employer and has precious resources they need, so they must take good care of them.

This day, when we came to a mountain range, a Star Refining Realm Independent Cultivator quickly reminded Zi Dong that Monster Race often gathers in this area.

"It's okay, I'm looking for them!" Zi Dong waved his hand. The thing he's not afraid of the most right now is the Monster Race. Donglai Ziqi can eat whatever he wants.

The five Independent Cultivators looked at each other, wondering where Zi Dong's confidence came from. Even strong men like them had no confidence that they would be able to survive the Monster Race.

Although this mountain range does not have any tall peaks, it is quite large and has several sects.

Elder Fengji also became cautious and asked everyone to travel at full speed and rest after flying out of this mountain range, because there are many Monster Races gathered here.

When Zi Dong learned that there was a Monster Race gathering in this mountain range, he dispersed his consciousness with all his strength.

Donglai Ziqi can sense the Monster Race monk through his spiritual consciousness and will remind him in time, because Donglai Ziqi likes to devour Monster Race very much.

Autumn in the Azure Dragon Mountains is like spring, but it already feels like late winter here.

Before everyone in Zi Dong could fly out of this mountain range, they encountered a snowstorm, and Elder Fengji had to lead everyone to escape.

Their direction was exactly north, facing the howling blizzard. Not only did their speed decrease significantly, but their consumption also increased sharply.

It is better to wait for the blizzard to stop before rushing on at full speed, which will not only reduce consumption, but also avoid some dangers.

The three tribes of demons, demons and witches like to take advantage of bad weather to cause trouble and lay traps to trap Taoist monks.

Although Feng Qingwu was anxious, he also knew the dangers of flying in a snowstorm, so he could only wait patiently.

While Zi Dong was practicing in the temporarily dug cave, he used his spiritual consciousness to carefully explore the surroundings.

This time, he was acting in the name of the Demon Hunting Group, and it was also the caravan's first business, so he had to make sure nothing went wrong.

[Consume 100 points of Sixth Grade luck to swallow two Profound Heaven Realm Monster Race monks. ]

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