After the fierce battle, everyone didn't care about resting, and hurriedly summoned the flying spirit beast and left the land of right and wrong. Compared with flying spirit weapons, the advantage of flying spirit beasts is that they do not consume the spiritual power of immortal cultivators, and they are more suitable for them to cultivate and recover at any time.

Since only Mei Shulian was left in the Mei family, and Yuanwei was also seriously injured, everyone reassigned the spirit beasts, Meishulian and Nie Tianlei rode the blood-colored bat, Zhu Zizai and the three of them still rode the gray crane, and Yuanwei Mu Wei and Nie Rong'er rode the goshawk.

The injury of the tail is not light, in addition to the wound on the arm, the most serious thing is the loss of spiritual power, although he has taken a few pills of Mu Yue, there is still a vague feeling of being hollowed out in his body.

Nie Rong'er expressed countless admiration along the way, "Brother, you are so amazing, I admire you so much." Strangled two Haoyang Hunters of the Gathering Spirit Realm with the Nine Weeks of Forging Realm, I will follow you in the future, no matter what! With you, our Emperor Mountain Hunters will rise!"

Mu Wei recovered a lot, he secretly leaned on Yuanwei's ear and muttered softly: "It's gone, this time, the two Qiankun bags of the Gathering Spirit Realm immortal cultivators all fell into my hands, and the spirit stones in it are tens of thousands, as well as a few third-grade spiritual weapons, and there are also several thousand-year-old elixirs..."

Hearing such good news, Yuanwei was a lot happy, after all, he was born as a poor child, and he had never had such a fortune.

After a few more days, Motoo gradually recovered.

After a battle side by side, the group got a lot closer, although Mei Shulian was still sour and rotten, still pestering Nie Rong'er, but he obviously had more respect for Yuanwei and Mu Wei, and even heard Nie Rong'er boast that he was the hunter of the Emperor Mountain, and the dead-faced begged to join in. In desperation, Motoo had to agree to him.

"In a little more than a day, we will be able to enter the Imperial City, and it will be getting late. And the spirit beasts are a little out of strength, so it's better for us to go down and rest for a night before leaving. Brother Yuan, do you think it's good?" Zhu Zizai asked politely. In this line of work, Yuan Wei has become the head of everyone's admiration.

"Just do what General Zhu said. "Naturally, Motoo has no objections. The only thing that worries him is Cheng Wu's escape, according to the experience of the last time, that person is very cunning, and it is very likely that he will bring Haoyang hunters to chase and kill. Fortunately, everyone had been on the road day and night for the past few days, and had chosen a relatively remote route, so they should have been able to escape from their field of vision.

The group landed near a small village, a small village of only a few dozen households, adjacent to a vast and boundless lake, with fishing nets hanging in front of their homes, as if they were fishing for a living. At this time, it was dusk, smoke rose from the rooftops, and there were children playing in twos and threes and fishermen enjoying the cool at the head of the village. Seeing a few people coming, the villagers who had already had good things to do greeted them, "Where are you going?"

"We are on our way to the Imperial City on business, and when we pass through here, we see that it is almost dark, and we want to rest in your village for a night. Zhu Zizi didn't have any arrogance, and said very politely.

"Heck, we're a small village, but we don't have any taverns or restaurants. But if you have to rest here, you can go to the village chief's house, our village is the biggest!"

It may be that the small village is located in the middle of nowhere, and few people patronize it, so the villagers who accosted him were very enthusiastic, and they dragged a few people to the village chief's house, and followed a few children who were watching the excitement.

The head of the fishing village is an old man in his sixties, with a white beard, a lean body, and a strong spirit, who lives alone in five thatched houses facing the lake. Although the house is large, it is very simple, except for some tables and chairs, most of which are fishing gear. Hearing the intention of Yuanwei and the others, the village chief readily agreed, and called a few idle villagers to help wash rice and cook, kill fish and cook.

In less than a bag of cigarettes, a sumptuous feast of the fishing village was placed on the table in the center of the courtyard. The enthusiasm of the villagers and the playfulness of the children made these fearful immortal cultivators relax for a while, and they drank strong liquor and talked and laughed loudly. It wasn't until midnight that several people pushed the door uninvited and entered the courtyard.

"Elder He!" Zhu Zizai cried out in a lost voice, and the wine bowl in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The person who came was He Chun, the elder of Yanjun City. The mid-stage cultivation of the Qing Condensation Soul Realm, although it cannot be compared with the Great Elder Wan He, it is not at the level of several other elders. He is usually silent and withdrawn, and rarely communicates with others. Therefore, the immortal cultivators of Yanjun City had almost no impression of him. If He Qing came to the fishing village alone, Zhu Zizai might not have much reaction, the problem was that there were several young people behind him, one of whom was Cheng Wu who escaped last time.

"It's all guests!" a warm villager poured a large bowl of liquor and greeted him drunk.

"Mortal things, there are people who have fallen for this!It can be seen how incorrigible it is!" Cheng Wu covered his nose, waved his hand and condensed his spiritual power to hit the villager, smashing the villager to pieces!

"You, you, you—" The village chief clutched his chest, speechless in surprise.

"What are you?!Ordinary people, as annoying as ants and bugs!"

Yuan Wei saw that Cheng Wu was about to kill again, and hurriedly pulled the village chief and several other villagers behind him.

He Qing glanced at Yuan Wei, and then turned his gaze to Zhu Zizai, "General Zhu, others say that you are afraid of death before you want to return to the mortal realm. But I wonder if you took something from Yanjun City that you shouldn't have taken away?"

Zhu Zizai's face was full of bitterness, "Elder He is clear, I, Zhu Zizai, have served in Yanjun City for more than fifty years, and I have always worked hard and complained. When people are old, they want to live a few years of ordinary life. What was taken away this time was only the reward of the Great Elder. As he spoke, he took out a Qiankun bag and offered it with both hands.

He Qing took the Qiankun bag and took a rough look at it, and put it in his arms casually, "General Zhu, you are not honest." The Great Elder knew that Yanjun City was difficult to protect this time, so he handed over the foundation of Yanjun City to you, so that you could lurk in the mortal world and survive the disaster of Haoyang safely. Am I right?"

Zhu Zizi was even more flustered, he desperately shook his hands and denied, "Elder He's serious, I'm just a little Pulse Forging Realm Immortal Cultivator, how can I take on such an important task?"

"Well, that's where I got my doubts, so I came to check it out for myself. All I need is for me to kill you, and the secrets of your body will be revealed. He Qing said lightly.

Seeing He Qing's ruthlessness, the flustered Zhu Zizi gradually calmed down, "It seems that Elder He believes that I have a secret hidden in me. So, since I was sent by the Great Elder, what right did Elder He have to stop him? Moreover, the person who was with Elder He seemed to be the Haoyang Hunter. Could it be that Elder He betrayed Yan County City?"

"Well, since you asked, then I'll let you die. He Qing was not in a hurry and spoke eloquently. It turned out that as early as a few years ago, a Haoyang hunter approached He Qing and promised him that he could survive this Haoyang disaster safely, but the price was to serve them. He Qing of the Soul Condensing Realm had already experienced several Haoyang disasters, so he naturally knew the cruelty of Haoyang's disasters, so he agreed without much thought. The task given to him by the Haoyang Hunter is also very simple, that is, to pay attention to all the resource dynamics in Yanjun City to ensure that it can be mastered by the Haoyang Hunter. Haoyang Hunter hunts immortal cultivators, and the picture is immortal cultivation resources.

Because he was himself an elder of Yanjun City, He Qing sensed that Great Elder Wan He had taken action. After learning about the dynamics of Zhu Zizai and his party, He Qing naturally did not dare to slack off, and immediately informed the Haoyang hunters, and the Haoyang hunters then sent two Gathering Spirit Realm Immortal Cultivators and two Vein Forging Great Perfection Realm Immortal Cultivators to strangle them, but the result disappointed them, and in the end, only the clever Cheng Wu escaped, and the others were dead. So, He Qing had to take it upon himself to go through some twists and turns, but he still caught up with Zhu Zizai and them.

"I see!" Zhu Zizai sighed, "The Great Elder has long suspected that someone in the city is colluding with the Haoyang Hunters, so it has caused the resources of the city's protective array to be unable to be collected for a long time. I just didn't expect it to be you, Elder He. In that case, Elder He is only targeting me, Zhu Zizai, and I will release these juniors today, right? They are just children of the Forging Pulse Realm, and they don't pose any threat to you. ”

"General Zhu is really merciful, but since you all already know my identity, how can I let you go?!" He Qing smiled slightly.

Zhu Zizai sighed again, he moved to Yuan Wei, and said in a low voice: "Brother Yuan, although we have only been together for a few days, I think you are a friend who can make friends. I have two things here, one that needs to be handed over to the Emperor of the Qishan Empire, and the other that needs to be handed over to the Great Elder Wan He. No one can give it except these two. I can't complete this task at the moment, so I want to entrust it to Brother Yuan, I don't know if it will work?"

Yuan Wei was stunned, but still agreed, "If I can get out of danger, of course I can do it for you." But right now, Elder He is a Soul Condensing Realm Immortal Cultivator, and it seems that we have only one way to die..."

Zhu Zizai took out two jade slips from his arms and handed them to Yuanwei, and said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, don't be so pessimistic, I see that your heavenly court is full, the earth pavilion is round, and the heavenly warehouse and basement are very rich, and you are a good face for a long life." "It's just that his smile is more ugly than crying.

He Qing watched them whispering quietly, not worrying about any changes at all.

Yes, a few Vein Forging Realm Immortal Cultivators couldn't make much of a splash in front of the Soul Condensing Realm powerhouse no matter what.