I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Zhou Yi put the jade pendant on his forehead, saw the four words "Xuanyang Danjing" at the beginning, endured greed and did not read the follow-up.

"This thing is too precious, why don't you talk about it first?"

"Engong, there was a loose cultivator a few days ago, and I took advantage of my grandson's practice to make a sneak attack."

Chen Yang said sadly: "My grandson was only on the second level of qi refining, and he didn't even purchase a body protection tool, so he died on the spot and disappeared."

Zhou Yi said: "Fang City has this big case, don't the law enforcement team care?"

There are two types of people in Zhengyang City, mortals and monks. The former has an accident and the law enforcement team hastily. However, after the evil cultivator commits a crime, he will usually practice in another market place, and few of them can be arrested and returned to the eucalyptus.

Because of this, there are no Taoist friends among the loose cultivators.

Loose cultivators who practice the right way are even more dangerous than the magic cultivators, after all, the latter are gloomy and devilish.

"If you manage it, the murderer will soon be found and killed on the spot."

Chen Yang sighed and said, "The monks are fighting against the heavens, so my grandson's fate is just fine. As a result, someone spread the word the day before yesterday, asking for the relics of the little old man's ancestors.

Zhou Yi had already guessed the reason and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"

"The inheritance of the ancestors is exposed, and I can hide from today, but I can't hide from tomorrow. The little old man plans to leave the market with his family."

Chen Yang said bitterly: "But my grandson can't die in vain. I would like to pay for the inheritance of my ancestors, and ask the benefactor to help the little old man with revenge."

Beidi Pavilion

Zhou Yi pondered for a long time and returned the jade slip.

"The ancestral inheritance is kept for yourself. When you leave Tianyangyuan, someone should attack and kill. Pindao must wait and see the strength of the murderer, and then make follow-up plans. If there is an invincible expert..."

"You will pass on the inheritance, and maybe you will be able to stay alive."

"Benevolence and righteousness!"

Chen Yang didn't take the jade slip, and said firmly: "The ancestor of the little old man is the true heir of Dan Dingzong. No matter how the descendants fail to live up to their expectations, they will not be wronged by the enemy and ask for life. If the enemy is powerful, please note down , to avenge the Chen family in the future!"

Zhou Yi pondered carefully, this matter was beneficial and harmless, and nodded in agreement.

"That's fine too."

...

Tiangong Pavilion.

Zhou Yi changed into a monk in yellow robe and bought ten earth fire beads.

Thousand Hall.

The Taoist Zipao exchanged ten avatars and fifty thunder talismans with two hundred years of tuckahoe.

Baibao Building.

Zhou Yi spent a lot of money to buy high-grade magic weapons made from earth spirit beads.

During the Qi-refining period, the cultivator escaped from the real person, and the underground is the safest, followed by the water, and the sky is the living target. As for bumping into Jindan Zhenjun, it is easier to survive on the knees and beg for mercy.

"There are still three Tianleizhu left to snipe the fleeing monks."

"Such firepower is enough to kill more than a dozen people in the late stage of qi refining, and the real person who builds the foundation can also delay one or two."

"Unfortunately, Tianyangfang City does not have top-level magic tools, or the legendary treasures!"

...

three days later.

The office agreed to Chen Yang's application and was allowed to leave Tianyangfang City.

More than 20 members of the Chen family took the Fangshi flying boat and landed on the southeastern edge of Tianyangyuan.

Chen Yang looked at the cloudy abyss, and suddenly burst into tears, knelt down and bowed three times.

"Unworthy descendants, let down the ancestors!"

The eldest son helped Chen Yang up and said with relief: "Father, don't be discouraged. With the strength of our family, we can easily create a foundation in the mortal world. The family heritage has not been lost. In the next few generations, someone will be able to return to the market!"

The other children and grandchildren nodded, not only not disappointed, but full of expectations for the future.

"How many of those families who left Fangshi have returned? Ordinary families are only rich for three generations.

Chen Yang murmured: "After I die, I will scatter the ashes into Tianyang Yuan."

Wiped away the tears, turned to leave.

The twenty-odd members of the Chen family are all martial arts masters.

The younger son panted and said, "Father, I'm running out of qi, why don't you take a break?"

Chen Yang said solemnly: "Don't save the Huiqi Pill, it is only a few dozen miles from Linyuan City, and then it will be considered safe."

"In the mortal world, you are not afraid of tigers or wolves, and Hui Qi Dan is worth a lot of gold and silver."

Seeing his father staring at him, the younger son didn't dare to talk back, and hurriedly took out the Hui Qi Dan.

Qi Hui Pill is not a spiritual pill for cultivation, but a kind of pills like Huan Pill and Bone Forging Pill in Jianghu, which can quickly restore inner Qi. Only a few dozen taels of silver are needed in Tianyang Yuan, but it is a rare treasure in the mundane world, worth thousands of gold. ,

The youngest son was about to take the medicine pill when a sword light descended from the sky, knocking the person off the top of his head.

There were no screams, blood splattered.

Chen Yang was stunned, his face was hot, and his hands were covered in the blood of his younger son.

The figure in the black robe slowly fell from the sky, the jet-black flying sword fluttered around the body, the face was covered with black mist, and there was a sharp and cold voice.

"I even thought of running away. Since I said that I would kill your whole family, I will do what I say!"

Chen Yang's eyes were splitting, knowing that now is not the time to be sad, he shouted to the Chen family.

"Run away!"

The Chen family came back to their senses and fled in all directions.

The black-robed cultivator stood still and let out a long, sharp whistle, and soon there were several responses in the distance.

After a moment.

The Chen family, who had fled in all directions, gathered together again, and there were eight monks in black robes, surrounding them in the center.

"Old man Chen, handing over the inheritance of the alchemist will make your death easier!"

The black-robed cultivator at the head took out a black bowl, which depicts a grim face with scarlet ghost eyes like a living thing: "Entering this evil ghost bowl~www.wuxiamtl.com~ It will be hard to die. …”

Before the words fell, a thunder sounded in the sky.

Boom!

The black-robed cultivator looked puzzled, looked up, and was so frightened that the black mist on his face dissipated, revealing an old face.

boom boom boom...

In the blue sky and daylight, the thunder was incessant, and dozens of thunders fell from the sky.

"what!"

With the continuous screams, six people were turned into charred corpses on the spot, and the remaining two were lucky to escape by relying on the protective instruments.

"escape!"

The two are also battle-hardened evil cultivators, and they go their separate ways without discussing.

"late."

The deep voice came from the sky, and I saw a majestic man with a height of two feet, silver helmet, black armor, and cloud treading boots, not like a monk but more like a battlefield killer.

While speaking, the Sky Thunder Bead and the Earth Fire Bead, two purple and red interlaced divine lights, caught up with the two in an instant.

boom!

The two figures smoked and fell to the ground without knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Zhou Yi naturally understood the truth of making up a knife, and with a distance of more than ten feet, he used his flying sword to chop all the corpses into several pieces. Regardless of whether he played dead or not, he was completely dead now, and he just picked up the spoils one by one.

"A pile of broken copper and rotten iron, even the spirit stone of the thunderbolt can't be taken back, go back and look at the jade slip, I hope I can get it back!"

Zhou Yi fulfilled his promise and ignored Chen Yang. Just as he was about to leave with the magic weapon, a majestic aura of mana quickly approached.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

The voice was crisp and sweet, and the person who came was as beautiful as a flower, and in Zhou Yi's eyes, it was like an evil ghost.

The real Xuanyu!

Zhou Yi waved and sprinkled ten avatars, ten figures ran in all directions, and the deity urged Di Xingzhu to escape into the ground. Click to download this site APP, massive novels, free to read!