Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 326: Friends Have Hometown
Unexpectedly, Pan Wenxuan was shocked and cried out in his heart, "It's over!"
Three ferocious-looking men came, dressed in different styles, all holding magic weapons. The leader is a monk at the seventh level of Qi training, and the remaining two are also at the fifth level of Qi training. These three people were obviously in the same group as Fu Ping. After stopping Pan Wenxuan, one of them smiled and said: "You are so good, I almost let you run away!"
Another person said: "Fuping, the cultivation level of this boy you attracted is so low, is there any oil or water on him?"
Fuping laughed evilly, raised his hands to the three men and said, "I have met the three eldest brothers. This boy is a monk from the family. Even if he is humble, he is still richer than ordinary monks."
Pan Wenxuan was so anxious that he felt frustrated and sad that the sky was not responding and the earth was not working. Although his cultivation level is low and he is somewhat unclear about right and wrong, he is not without knowledge. If Fu Ping gathers these casual cultivators to engage in this cutting business, they will not leave anyone alive under any circumstances.
Annoyed that he was blind, Pan Wenxuan pointed at Fu Ping and cursed: "You villain, I call you senior brother in vain! Are you not afraid of the sect's punishment for doing such an unscrupulous act?"
Pan Wenxuan's furious look evoked a burst of sneers, and Fu Ping said with a strange smile: "I am engaged in the business of destroying corpses and eradicating traces. How can the sect know the merits of this?"
"Haha! It's strange that the Yin Yuan Sect is not strict in accepting disciples, otherwise this kid Fu Ping wouldn't be able to get in." One person laughed wildly.
The seventh-level casual cultivator said lazily: "We are all lonely and helpless people, and there is no immortal sect to rely on. We can't continue to practice without grabbing some spiritual stones! It's unlucky for you, kid, do it!"
Hearing the sound, the remaining three people used their flying swords to kill Pan Wenxuan.
At this time, Pan Wenxuan could no longer resist at all. The cultivation levels of the four opponents were all too high. He could not handle any of them. Killing them at the point of their neck would be the only outcome.
At this time, Lin Yi, who was hiding not far away, showed an incredible expression. He really could not have imagined that there would be such roosters, dogs, and thieves among the monks, who would commit murder and swindle goods. Pan Wenxuan had some friendship with him and could not ignore him.
The four people surrounded him in a blink of an eye. Just when Pan Wenxuan was about to close his eyes and wait for death, a fireball suddenly ignited in the field.
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The other party took action! The fear in his heart made Pan Wenxuan open his mouth to scream, but his eyes widened in shock.
The fireball actually ignited from the leading casual cultivator, and in just an instant, the man turned into a pile of ashes. The three people in Fuping were also surprised when they saw this. They didn't bother to deal with Pan Wenxuan for a moment and looked at each other. What's going on?
Another ball of fire rose up on one person, and the other two jumped up in fright. The next one to be burned might be themselves.
"Someone is attacking!"
After hearing the shouts of his companions, Fuping felt excited and was about to run away when a scream came from behind him, which frightened him to death and he hurriedly jumped into the distance. But before his feet even touched the ground, he felt his eyes blurred as a figure blocked him in front of him.
Pan Wenxuan was stunned by the sudden changes. When he saw the sudden figure, he shouted in surprise:
"Fellow Daoist Lin!"
It was Lin Yi who rushed over and used his invisibility technique with his spiritual consciousness that was much stronger than that of the Qi Practitioners. The four people were not aware of it at all. He took the opportunity to use the Red Flame Sword. After sneak attack on the three of them, he blocked Fu Ping escaped.
Lin Yichong nodded to say hello to Pan Wenxuan, then turned his eyes to Fu Ping in front of him, shook the red flame sword in his hand, and said with a faint smile: "Don't leave in a hurry! It's not too late for me to ask you a few words. But , If any of the sentences are untrue, don’t blame my subordinates for being ruthless!”
Fuping rolled his eyes, thinking that he still had a slight chance of escaping, but his three companions also turned into ashes, which made people shudder. He hesitated for a moment, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "I don't know what your friend wants to ask, but I will tell you everything you know!"
Although he didn't know why Lin Yi appeared here and saved him, Pan Wenxuan felt relieved and walked over to stand aside. He wanted to scold Fu Ping, but he didn't know what Lin Yi's intention was. He could only spit bitterly to show his resentment!
"How many casual cultivators like you are there in Guiling Valley? And where is the Immortal Workshop you mentioned?" Lin Yi's tone was very easy-going, which made Fu Ping feel a little lucky. He hurriedly replied: "There are many casual cultivators here. I really can't tell how many there are. The Immortal Workshop is a hundred miles away from here, but it's in another direction."
Pan Wenxuan couldn't help but snorted.
Lin Yi frowned and asked: "How many casual cultivators are there who kill people and steal wealth like you? Also, why is this immortal workshop you mentioned not known to others?"
Fu Ping looked at the other person's face carefully and said uneasily: "Killing people and taking wealth...? Isn't it always like this among monks?" He saw Lin Yi's face darken, slapped himself in the face, nodded and bowed He said: "Bah! I made a mistake. Every market and fairy place is a place for casual cultivators. However, the four brothers like me got together to do this... to make a living because of the same spirit. , I’m afraid there aren’t many! These are all shady things, I don’t know if there are others like this.”
After swallowing his saliva, Fuping continued: "The so-called Immortal Fang is actually the market near the family and the Immortal Gate. If it specializes in buying and selling the things needed by the monks, it is called the Immortal Fang. Everyone knows these. Yes, but there are still some unknown places. Because...the things being bought and sold do not come from legitimate channels. For example, if my brother wants to buy or sell something, he can only go to this place if he is afraid of getting into trouble."
"Who are the people behind these fairy houses?" Lin Yi asked.
Fu Ping rolled his eyes again, said oh, and said hurriedly: "Fellow Taoist, are you asking who built Xianfang...?"
Lin Yi curled his lips and looked at the other party silently.
Fu Ping gave a strong laugh and said: "Don't be surprised, fellow Taoist, I'm afraid I might get it wrong! It is said that behind the Immortal Workshop, there are people from the family, people from the Immortal Sect, and even some casual cultivators. Everyone There are things that are not on display that need to be bought in and out, which is why Xianfang exists. You can often buy good things here that are not available elsewhere. "
"How can we find these fairy houses?" Lin Yi asked.
Fu Ping took out a jade slip and a token, and said flatteringly: "If no one recommends you, you will not be allowed to enter the immortal workshop even if you find it. This jade slip contains the names of several immortal workshops in Guiling Valley. Location. This jade token is the certificate for entering Xianfang."
Lin Yi stretched out his hand to grab the two things and asked curiously: "Does this jade token have any identity mark?"
Fu Ping waved his hand and said: "That's not true. Xianfang only recognizes jade tablets and not people."
Lin nodded and immersed his spiritual consciousness into the jade slip. It turned out to be a picture with several places marked on it, which should be the location of Xianfang.
Fu Ping looked around secretly and saw that Lin Yi was focused on the jade slip. The corners of his eyes twitched, and he turned around and ran. He felt that the other party was not chasing him, and he felt happy. Who could have imagined a red sword light? Coming towards him, he quickly turned it into a ball of flame. Lin Yi put away the jade slip in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth, and watched Fu Ping burn to ashes. With a move of his finger, the sword light flew up and merged with the red flame sword, then disappeared.
Lin Yi had already prepared the Xuantian Sword Array for his escape, and a shadowless flying sword was always hidden behind Fu Ping, but he didn't notice it.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lin, for saving your life!"
Seeing Lin Yi kill four monks easily, Pan Wenxuan was so impressed that he bowed down and bowed, thanking him solemnly!
Lin Yi turned away and said with a smile: "Haha! You and I have just met each other, so it is natural for us to take action. Fellow Daoist Wenxuan doesn't need to be polite!"
Seeing that Lin Yi had no intention of being pretentious, Pan Wenxuan also became relaxed and hurriedly handed over the things in his hands.
"This is what belongs to those people, and it should belong to fellow Taoists. Please accept it!"
Pan Wenxuan handed over Fuping's Qiankun bag and Feijian. Lin Yi took it and checked it. There was nothing rare in it. After thinking about it, he threw back two of the Qiankun and Feijian.
"How can this be done?" Pan Wenxuan declined repeatedly, with a look of reluctance.
Lin Yi smiled and said: "These things may be useful to you. At least they can be exchanged for spiritual stones. Didn't I take half of them too?"
Pan Wenxuan smiled shyly and took the Qiankun bag. These things that Lin Yi looked down upon were a windfall for him.
The two hadn't seen each other for several months, so they couldn't help but have a conversation, so they found a cool place to sit down.
Pan Wenxuan got his wish and joined the Yin Yuan Sect and became an outer disciple. As long as his cultivation reaches the fifth level of Qi training, he can enter the inner sect to practice.
The Yin Yuan Sect has two golden elixir ancestors. The master is in the middle stage of golden elixir cultivation. In addition, there is one ancestor who is in the early golden elixir stage, ten or twenty monks in the foundation building stage, and one or two hundred Qi training stages. of monks.
After Pan Wenxuan joined the Yin Yuan Sect, he has been practicing in the sect and got to know several brothers, and this Fu Ping is one of them. He couldn't bear the temptation of the other party's bright tongue, so he wanted to go to the nearby Xianfang to have a look. Unexpectedly, he was tricked by the other party. If he hadn't met Lin Yi, he would have turned into a handful of dust.
There is no stability in the Immortal Sect, and the hidden dangers within it are even worse than those in the Jianghu Sect. This is the experience Pan Wenxuan brought to Lin Yi.
Pan Wenxuan asked about Lin Yi's current situation again. As a new disciple, he only heard about the murder of the Wan family monks, but did not know the details, and he did not involve Lin Yi in the matter. The latter naturally would not mention this matter, nor could he say that he originally wanted to go to the Yin Yuan Sect, so he said that someone had recommended him to go to the Zhengyang Sect to try his luck.
Pan Wenxuan thought this was because of the Mu family, and felt very lucky for Lin Yi.
An hour later, Pan Wenxuan knew that the other party was still on his way, and he knew it was hard to keep him, so his expression suddenly became coy. Lin Yi was confused, not knowing what he was going to do. Pan Wenxuan asked about Lin Yi's current situation again. As a new disciple, he only heard about the murder of the Wan family monks, but did not know the details, and he did not involve Lin Yi in the matter. Naturally, the latter would not mention this matter, nor could he say that he originally wanted to go to the Yin Yuan Sect, so he said that someone had recommended him to go to the Zhengyang Sect to try his luck.
Pan Wenxuan thought this was because of the Mu family, and felt very lucky for Lin Yi.
An hour later, Pan Wenxuan knew that the other party was still on his way, and he knew it was hard to keep him, so his expression suddenly became coy. Lin Yi was confused, not knowing what he was going to do.
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