Mortal Cultivation: I, Li Feiyu, Cultivate Through Attributes Chapter 110

  Chapter 110 Sigh! Fragments of the magic weapon! (23 more, please subscribe!)

   Once out of Huangfeng Valley.

  I noticed that the eyes behind me disappeared.

   Can't feel the other party's malice.

  But still feeling uneasy and shaking his head slightly, Li Feiyu immediately used Yan Yundong to leave, walking thousands of miles in one breath.

  After that, he restrained his breath and turned into a mortal, mixing into the secular town.

   A day later, just followed a caravan heading to Linzhou, planning to detour back to Xizhou from Linzhou, and no longer go to Jianzhou.

   "Haozi, what's going on?"

   "Didn't you say yes, you won't let other people follow you along the way?"

   "Why did you bring a stranger into our caravan?"

  A caravan that is about to set off for Linzhou.

  The scale is small, and a dozen or so people in the caravan are ready to travel lightly to complete the delivery.

  However, before departure.

  The head of the caravan brought back a handsome young man, and even prepared the best carriage for him.

  Originally a stranger joined, in fact, it is not uncommon for caravan members who often pick people up and earn extra money.

  But this time, because the uncle and family of the head of the caravan don't like the relationship with outsiders, they didn't bring any guests.

   Unexpectedly, another moth appeared on the last part of the journey.

  Now, the head of the caravan is facing questions from his own uncle.

  Although the questioner lowered his voice, there was no noise...

   But to Li Feiyu, no matter how low his voice was, it was almost as close to his ears.

  He didn't intend to pay attention to it.

  The person who can speak is actually a low-level monk on the fourth floor of the Qi refining period!

   This is the second immortal cultivator in the caravan besides him!

  He originally wanted to avoid all the cultivators, but unexpectedly, he still met them.

   This made Li Feiyu frowned slightly, opened the curtains, and took a secret look...

  【Swallow Pillar—Level: Qi Refining Level 4, Spiritual Root: Metal, Wood, Water and Soil, Age: Thirty-seven...]

   This is a man in his thirties. Judging by his age and spiritual roots, he basically belongs to the ranks of low-level immortal cultivators.

  Li Feiyu shook his head slightly, and looked away.

  He gave enough money, and the caravan master will handle it.

  In fact, even though the head of the caravan was just a mortal, facing the pressure of his uncle who was cultivating immortals, he did resist forcefully.

   "Uncle Zhuzi, we are going to Linzhou soon, what are you worried about!"

   "What you provoked in Lanzhou was nothing more than a rivers and lakes incident involving a few monks. Why should you be so worried?"

   "Anyway, I won't quit, or you can kill me, uncle!"

   Facing his nephew, with his eyes closed and then slapped across the face, Yan Zhu was so angry that he wanted to slap him.

   One can imagine that this is the son of his eldest brother, whether he has any offspring.

  This line expects the other party to pass it on and continue to win descendants with spiritual roots, so they can only grit their teeth and swallow.

   "Uncle Zhu, my mother told me, don't embarrass others."

  At this moment, the curtain of the carriage on one side was slightly opened.

  A girl in plain clothes with a veil appeared, who seemed to have just cried, her eyes were red, and she spoke in a low voice.

  Seeing this, Yan Zhu took a deep breath and nodded.

  The caravan finally set off.

   It didn't take long to come to Linzhou.

   Sitting in the carriage, Li Feiyu, who had just refined the power of the 'Dingyan Pill', didn't feel anything strange.

  But still nodded in satisfaction.

   In the last few months of the twenties, taking a Dingyan pill is considered a good thing.

  He opened it again and glanced at the environment outside the car.

   This is his first time in Linzhou.

   I think of Yanliang Mountain in this state...

   That is the station of Yanling Fort.

  The site of the Yan family.

   Inexplicably thought of Yan Ruyan.

"who?!"

   A roar!

  The low-level immortal cultivator named Yan Zhu issued a warning while the caravan was on their way peacefully!

  The guards drew their swords and stood ready!

   But when they saw three or five figures flying over like gods, their expressions changed in fright.

  The head of the caravan saw him, and immediately ran to his uncle.

   Understand that these five different figures who came suddenly are also immortal cultivators!

  Yan Zhu frowned deeply, and his face was a little ugly.

  The opponent's cultivation base is far above him!

   This forced him to show respect, cupped his hands and cupped his fists: "Yan Zhu, a son of the Yan family in Lower Yanling Castle, why did some fellow Taoists stop the Yan family's convoy for no reason?"

   "Yan family?"

   "Brother, a member of the Yan family."

  Yanzhu declared himself a family, and indeed has a deterrent power in the border of Linzhou.

  These immortal cultivators from the seventh and eighth floors of the Qi Refining Stage suddenly showed a bit of nervousness and hesitation, and they all looked at the man in blue who took the lead.

   "What are you afraid of?!"

   "What we are looking for is the fragment of the magic weapon!"

   "What's wrong with searching the Yan family's convoy? If the fragments of the magic weapon are hidden here, then are we here for nothing?"

  The man in blue showed displeasure, and shouted a few times: "It's not like you don't know that the fragment of the magic weapon can actively avoid the prying eyes of the divine sense!"

   After finishing speaking, he didn't care about his brothers.

  The man in blue stepped forward on the Yufeng Jue, and said coldly: "Don't use the Yan family to suppress me, I lost a treasure, and I must find it!"

"baby?"

  Yan Zhu frowned: "My fellow Taoist, here are some herbal medicines of ordinary years, and there are no treasures!"

   "If you say there is no one, then there is none?"

  The man in blue sneered: "I will search for it today, if you dare to stop... don't blame my sword for being too sharp!"

   Talking!

  The man in blue flipped his hand, and a magic weapon of a long sword appeared in his hand, exuding a blue brilliance.

  Yan Zhu's face changed slightly.

   Seeing that the rest of the team had already cooperated to surround the convoy, they could only grit their teeth and nod: "Okay, I'm not afraid of the shadows slanting, if you want to search, just search!"

  The man in blue smiled triumphantly: "Get everyone out of the car!"

  Yan Zhu looked at his nephew beside him with a livid face... the head of the caravan.

  The meaning is already obvious, the head of the caravan can only shout in fear, let the family members and handymen come out...

   "All hands up, I want to search each one myself!"

  The man in blue snorted again!

   directly changed everyone's face.

  The beautiful woman who was supported by Yan Zhu to get out of the car and the girl in plain clothes with a veil had a sad expression, but now panic appeared!

   "This fellow Taoist, aren't you going too far!"

  Yan Zhu suddenly changed color: "They are all mortals, how could they have the baby you want?"

   "Hehe, that's not certain!"

  The man in blue sneered again and again, glanced at the beautiful woman and the girl in plain clothes beside him, and said with a smirk: "Let's start with you mother and daughter, come here and let me search!"

   "Who is in the car?!"

   "Come down to Lao Tzu!"

   At this moment, there was a commotion behind the convoy.

  The man in blue frowned slightly, and soon realized that there were still people who dared not get off the last carriage.

   Immediately, a hint of surprise and cruelty flashed across his eyes!

  The blue light long sword in his hand was directly thrown out by the driving object, and directly bombarded and killed it!

"Ugh!"

at this time!

   Before the mortals had time to be shocked by this 'flying sword technique', they heard a helpless sigh clearly!

   "I just want to be quiet, why do you force me?"

this moment!

  Yan Zhu, the man in blue...all the immortal cultivators all turned pale with fright, their eyes showing horror!

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  The terrifying coercion fell, forcing all the cultivators to their knees.

  Under the shocked eyes of everyone, a young man in white robe with red brows came out of the carriage indifferently!

   A wave!

  The long sword that came from the bombardment directly volleyed upside down!

  The man in blue kneeling on the ground was startled, feeling that he had lost the connection with the magic weapon!

next moment!

  Looking at his magic weapon long sword, it landed in front of his eyebrows!

   His whole body was shaking like chaff.

   "What is the fragment of the magic weapon you are looking for!"

   The third update and Jiageng will be released together at 5:00 pm. I feel a little sleepy...zzzz...

  (end of this chapter)

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