The zombie deity muttered.

Li Mao didn't feel it at all, his master had left eighteen life-saving divine thoughts for himself, he stood up and walked towards the back with a firm face.

......

"Childe, do you really rest assured that Li Mao will cultivate alone?"

Gong Lao was in a wine shop in the city, looking at the son who was sniffing his nose and smelling the aroma of wine.

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and the way of heaven is impermanent, so you don't have to force it!"

The Immortal Cultivator looked like he had forgotten about himself and left.

"You go and help me find some tobacco leaves, find more!"

The cultivator clone touched the cigarette stick hanging from his waist and said to Gong Lao.

"I'll go now, Childe, you wait for me here!"

Gong Lao hurriedly went out from the gate of the winery.

"This son, are you an immortal to tease the small one, this wine gourd of yours is like a bottomless pit, the small one is not satisfied, and the small one is not profitable!"

The shopkeeper looked at the wine gourd in his hand with a sad face.

"Well, I don't know, this is an old man outside the city just now who asked me to fill it up for him, and this is the wine money he gave me!"

The cultivator took out two gold ingots and placed them on top of the large wine vat.

"This, okay, the small one is full for the child!"

The shopkeeper saw the two gold ingots, and the sleeve of the merry income, a smile appeared on his face, and he picked up the wine gourd again and began to drink.

...

This city is a mortal city.

The cultivator doppelganger asked Chief Ba to carve a map of the surrounding area of the Flying Immortal Wasteland, and follow the map all the way, occasionally roasting a little game in the wilderness, or tasting some food in the mortal city.

Just a few days ago, apprentice Li Mao said that he wanted to go alone, and Tian Dazhuang, who was outside the city just now, had already agreed to the apprentice's request.

"It looks like we're going to have to hurry quickly, and I don't know what happened to Blackstone Mountain!"

The cultivator clone saw that the shopkeeper was still drinking, and Gong Lao didn't come back, so he found a chair, half leaned on it, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

...

When the shopkeeper emptied all the wine vats, he looked at the wine gourds that had not yet been filled, and was dumbfounded.

"Childe, the little one really can't do anything!"

The shopkeeper picked up the wine gourd and shook it, and said to the strange boy who was half-lying on the chair and was closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, that old man didn't let me fill it anyway!"

The cultivator took the wine gourd, took a big sip, and praised: "Good wine!"

"That is, the little ancestors have been making wine for generations, and they are very experienced in how to make good wine!"

The shopkeeper heard the boy's praise and said with a smile.

At this time, Gong Lao also walked into the door of the winery.

"Childe, it's done!"

Gong Lao patted the bulging storage bag on his waist.

"Shopkeeper, you're busy, let's go!"

"Childe go slowly!"

The shopkeeper shook his head when he saw the strange old man and the young man walking towards the crowd on the street, and saw the wine vat again, intending to rest for a few days.

......

"Childe, how does it taste?"

Gong Lao controlled the white clouds, flying rapidly in the distance at a high altitude, watching the son sitting on the white clouds swallow the clouds and spit out the fog, and he didn't know what this mortal thing had to suck.

"It's okay, it's just too choking, you can cultivate some tobacco leaves with aura in the future, and the taste should be good!"

Xiu Xian's clone held the cigarette stick in his hand and took another big puff on the cigarette holder.

"Childe, we'll be in Kunji City in half a year!"

"Well, fly with all your might, you can't waste time like you did before!"

Gong Lao controlled Bai Yun to fly towards Kunji City with all his might.

......

"Hmph, it's better for Kunji City to become an empty city, if it is all mined, I will be sure to enter the middle stage of Mahayana, if it is further ......!"

A middle-aged-looking figure sat cross-legged in a secret room and muttered to himself.

This figure is the city lord of Kunji City, but there is another identity, that is, the largest sect in this area, the elder of the Purple Qi Sect.

Therefore, a large number of cultivators in Kunji City disappeared, and there was no sect at all that dared to inquire about it, because here, the Purple Qi Sect was the Heavens.

Lu Tian, the early elder of the Purple Qi Sect's Mahayana, was sitting in Kunji City, and the other forces had no opinions at all, and they didn't dare to have any opinions, otherwise the sect would disappear.

...

Lu Tian, the city lord of Kunji City, found an undeveloped independent space not far from Kunji City by chance, and Lu Tian used his divine thoughts to investigate, and there were many elixirs growing in it.

For the sake of safety, Lu Tian plundered the cultivators of various realms in the vicinity, gave these cultivators all poisonous prohibitions and poisons, and threw them into this space, picking elixirs for him.

Lu Tian didn't report it to the Purple Qi Sect, and he quietly occupied this space alone, and he was also afraid that he would be discovered by the other elders of the sect, except for the cultivators, so Lu Tian almost always meditated in the City Lord's Mansion and rarely went out.

......

Half a year later!

The cultivator clone came to the outside of Kunji City alone, and just now he had already asked Gong Lao to go to the mustard seed space to assist the Ba general manager in smelting materials.

"Hey, there is no one in the official road? Why can't you sense Sun Hai and them? Could something have happened?"

The cultivator clone walked alone on the official road, looking at the direction of the Black Stone Mountain, frowning slightly, because Sun Hai and the others could not be sensed at all in that direction, and the zombie deity could not sense it.

When the cultivator came to the city gate, he found that the city gate was empty, and the guards were gone.

Walking into Kunji City, Xiu Xian's clone looked at the Weiju Restaurant with the door closed, as well as other shops, and felt that after he left, something big must have happened in Kunji City.

On the streets of the city, there were occasionally a few figures, and the cultivator clone saw a black-clothed young man walking quickly towards the city gate, and immediately chased after him.

"Brother Tai, brother Tai, etc., what happened in Kunji City?"

The cultivator clone stuffed a few spirit stones into the hands of the black-clothed young man and asked.

"For the sake of the spirit stone, I advise you to leave quickly, many cultivators near Kunji City will disappear for no reason!"

After the young man in black finished speaking, he hurriedly ran towards the city gate.

"Missing? Could it be that Sun Hai and the others are also missing?"

The cultivator clone looked at the direction in which the black-clothed young man had left, and muttered to himself.

......

Today's night is exceptionally dark, perhaps because of the lack of lights in Kunji City!

Not far from the outside of Kunji City, a young man with thief eyebrows and rat eyes sat cross-legged on the ground, trembling and trembling.

This young man is Batuu.

At this time, the immortal clone was in the mustard seed space of the deity, and the zombie deity was sitting in the parallel space in Batu's sea of consciousness, waiting for Batu to be captured.

During the day, Tian Dazhuang thought about it for a long time before he thought of this method, if he wanted to find Sun Hai and them, he had to go deep into the "tiger's den".

The zombie deity remembered the empty Black Rock Mountain in the afternoon, and his heart was extremely angry.

Batu's body trembled, and he was very scared in his heart, but this was Childe's order, and Batu respected Childe's order from the heart, but his body didn't listen to him for some reason, and he trembled violently.

......

"Hey, and a bold young man?"

Lu Tian Shennian saw a young man with a trembling body, sitting cross-legged outside the city.

"Is it a trap?"

Lu Tian Shennian glanced farther away, not finding any danger.