Three days later, in a suburban tavern fifty miles away from the Ghost Prison Mountain, Li Busian was using the cold power of the Great Yan Qiankun Technique to cool down the tea in his hand, in fact, he could drink the hot tea, but this practice was insulting and could not reflect Li Halfian's elegant and coercive personal style.

Under Li Bumian's sonic speed, it is no exaggeration to say that it is not an exaggeration to travel thousands of miles in one day, and even far exceeds this value, in just three days, Li Busian has read thousands of mountains and rivers, and came to the Ghost Prison Mountain 50,000 miles away.

And this is completely Li Sleepian's standard movement speed, which can be achieved without any effort, just like an ordinary person taking a leisurely walk in his own backyard, Li Sleepian walked to the vicinity of this ghost prison mountain.

In addition to the pretending war songs, Li Busian also likes some classical instruments, such as the A minor waltz that is being played now.

The tavern shopkeeper's daughter was wiping the table with a rag, while staring at Li Sleepian with all kinds of colors, not knowing that this table had been wiped by her hundreds of times, so clean that she could even look in the mirror, she looked at Li Sleepian and had fallen into a trance, but she didn't have the courage to come forward to talk, just watched silently, enjoying the beauty of purifying her soul.

The reason why Li Budian stopped in this tavern was because he found that there were actually two monks in this tavern, but the realm was not high, one was in the late stage of foundation building, and the other was only eight layers of condensation.

Li Budian thought that the monk who appeared so close to the Ghost Prison Mountain was not the demon bandit's subordinate, and he also had something to do with the demon bandit, so Li Budian was interested, so he came here to see if there was any more exciting news.

At this time, the Zhuji monk was dispersing the true essence of the body protection, and was borrowing wine to drown his sorrows, he was crying while drinking, as if he was too sad to do it, and the condensing monk next to him kept comforting him.

"Big brother, forget it, that demon bandit is a Jindan monk, you are definitely looking for death when you go!"

The Condensing Monk wanted to snatch the wine jar of the Tsukiji Monk, but was pushed to the ground by the Tsukiji Monk and continued to feast.

"Don't worry about it, if I don't go, this matter will be planted!"

The Qi Condensing Monk was anxious and scolded: "Why are you so brainless? The daughter-in-law is gone, you can look for it again, but this life is gone, but there is nothing!"

Monk Zhuji sneered, and said in a hoarse voice: "She lives, I live, she dies, I die!"

Li Budian felt a little interesting, feeling that this was a person who came to seek revenge, a little foundation building monk, but he was a little afraid of death.

Li Budian took out the jade tube handed to him by the disciple in charge of the previous task release office from the storage ring, he had not seen it in the past three days, and he had never put this demon bandit in his eyes, at this time Li Budian was interested in learning about this demon bandit.

Li Budian put his divine thoughts into the jade cylinder and immediately fed back the information recorded in it.

Zhao Lei.

He is keen on loose cultivation and is lustful by nature.

More than forty years old, the outcast of the Yin Feng Sect, because of his widow with his master, was removed from the Yin Feng Sect and hunted down, according to reliable information, this son absconded near the Ghost Prison Mountain, which belongs to the jurisdiction of my Lingyun Sect, under the pure land, there is no room for evil thieves.

A monk in the early stage of Jindan, he cultivated the Demon Dao dual cultivation method, and his combat power was comparable to that of the middle stage of Jindan.

There is also a portrait of Zhao Lei in the record jade cylinder, a handsome and cold man, with a hint of ruthlessness between his eyebrows.

After Li Busian read the news, he felt that this person was so stunned that he even dared to do it to the master's widow, which even made Li Halfian a little admired.

"Watchtower......"

Li Budian said three words in a row, because this person is really a bit of a tower, and I don't know if other demon monks are also such hot-blooded good men.

Li Budian glanced at the Zhuji monk lightly, knowing why this person wanted to seek revenge against this demon bandit, listening to their conversation just now, it should be the daughter-in-law of the Zhuji monk who was taken by this demon bandit to make a furnace.

Li Budian had read Jiang Hua's Spring Boudoir Smoke and Rain Recipe before him, and knew that there were many strange double cultivation techniques in this world, and the Spring Boudoir Smoke and Rain Technique was beneficial to both men and women, but there must also be unilateral violent double cultivation techniques, and the so-called furnace ding was a victim of this kind of exercise.

Li Budian had no interest in dealing with the Zhuji monk and saving what had stumbled, after he put down a spirit stone on the table, in the shocked eyes of the daughter of the teahouse shopkeeper, the world evaporated and disappeared.

In the clear snow, Li Sleepian exploded into a white rainbow, tore through the clouds, and came to the foot of the Ghost Prison Mountain in an instant, and then slammed into the ground, causing a gust of wind.

The mountain is covered with dense forests, and a faint miasma covers the entire mountain, isolating the scene inside.

Seeing this, Li Sleepian immediately unfolded his powerful divine sense, and directly searched the entire Ghost Prison Mountain, under this powerful divine thought, the green miasma was useless, and the huge Ghost Prison Mountain was as transparent as it was, all of which were seen by Li Sleepian, and all the scenes were hidden.

Li Budian found a few male monks in the foundation realm in several stone chambers on the mountainside, this kind of lowly realm is not worth mentioning, Li Busian can annihilate them with just a glance.

When Li Sleepian's divine sense swept to the scene in a cave on the mountain, his brows couldn't help frowning, seven or eight female cultivators with outstanding posture were not covered by their bodies, and all of them were tied to the wall by thick iron chains, the highest level of which was the early stage of foundation building, and the rest were condensing qi cultivation, this should be the furnace tripod mentioned in the record jade tube, they did not have the slightest sign of struggle, their eyes were mostly gloomy, and all thoughts were discouraged, as if they had accepted the fact that they were the furnace ding.

Li Sleepian finally fixed his consciousness in a makeshift simple shack on the top of the mountain, a handsome and cold man was teasing a female cultivator, this man looked exactly like the demon bandit in the portrait, this is the ruthless man who lived with his master's widow, Zhao Lei is undoubted.

Slightly different from the portrait, Zhao Lei is a little more charming, his face is smeared with rouge, and he wears beautiful red eye shadow, which has a bit of evil beauty.

Zhao Lei was teasing the nun in front of him, he flicked his fingers, and a wind blade broke out of the air and cut the nun on the shoulder, but it didn't hurt her, only cut the clothes on her shoulder, revealing a piece of snow white, just playing with it.

"Don't resist senselessly, be honest and be the furnace, my work, even my master is convinced. ”

Zhao Lei's expression was cold, and his words were extremely explicit.

But the female cultivator swore to death, covered the gap on her shoulder, and said solemnly: "I have already formed a Taoist relationship with others, if you want to force it, I will ...... I'll blow myself up. ”

Zhao Lei snorted, and secretly said that this low-level female cultivator doesn't know how to lift, although the power of this low-level female cultivator's self-explosion is not great, and it is not a threat to him at all, but he tried his best to catch such a loose cultivator, but he didn't want to give up his efforts.

Zhao Lei opened his mouth and really wanted to say something, but found that a white shadow approached him silently.

"Huh?"

Before Zhao Lei could react, a handsome man in white had already appeared in front of him.

Zhao Lei's heart was tight, and he was planted with miasma outside the ghost prison mountain, and monks who were not in the late stage of foundation building could not enter.

The female cultivator under the same roof also looked stunned, and even in this case, she was amazed by the beautiful Li Sleepian.

Zhao Lei, who was nervous, didn't dare to slack off, this person came here silently, if it was not a superb realm, or it had an excellent breathing technique, Zhao Lei looked at Li Sleepless's cultivation, but the peak of building the foundation, Zhao Lei suddenly put his mind at ease, this person must have seen that there was a miasma around the ghost prison mountain, thinking that there was some treasure in it, so he simply came here, it is not worth mentioning.

After Zhao Lei absconded to this ghost prison mountain, he has been extremely low-key, neither slaughtering the people, nor attacking the female cultivators of the Lingyun Sect, and has always only selected some low-level female cultivators with unknown origins, thinking that he has not offended the Lingyun Sect, and the Lingyun Sect has no reason to kill himself, and the person in front of him is not like a person from the Yin Feng Sect, he can only be a lost casual cultivator.

After Zhao Lei calmed down, he looked at Li Sleepian's eyes with a touch of lewdness, and said in a flirtatious yin and yang weirdness: "Is it a man? It's not bad, it's even better than the Mengrong fairy who is too Qingguan." ”

Chu Mengrong, who is too Qingguan of the five famous sects, is a Tianjiao who is loud in the Southern Domain, not only is her cultivation strong, but her appearance is also peerless, and she is recognized as the first beauty in the Southern Regions, she is inexplicably lying on the gun.

Zhao Lei was overjoyed, knowing the man, he learned a book of exercises in his early years, which could make up for the man's Yuanyang, but even if he was a demon monk, he felt that it was very inappropriate, and he had never used it for many years, but seeing Li Sleepless, Zhao Lei was tempted.

Li Budian was not shocked, looking at Zhao Lei's gaze like looking down on an ant, he planned to get some information from Zhao Lei's mouth about the Yin Wind Sect, and then kill him.

Li Budian asked lightly, "Are you an outcast of the Yin Wind Sect?"

Zhao Lei was a little stunned, but he didn't expect that since Li Busian recognized himself, it was no wonder that he was indeed wanted outside, so Zhao Lei didn't think much about it.

Li Budian then asked, "What is the cultivation of the strongest person in the Yin Wind Sect?"

Zhao Lei smiled faintly, and replied indifferently: "It has nothing to do with the Yin Feng Sect in Xia, although I don't know what you are asking this for, but since it is a question of beauty, of course I have to answer it in Xia, the strongest monk of the Yin Feng Sect is the fourth generation of ancestors, the cultivation of half-step gods, the beauty asks this, is she wanting to join the Yin Feng Sect?"

"Beauty?"

Li Bumian's eyelids twitched, and he drew a knife in a flash.

Ka!

A blood line appeared on Zhao Lei's neck, but Zhao Lei didn't notice it.

In Zhao Lei's eyes, Li Busian had just drawn his knife and did not realize that he had been beheaded.

"Beauty, what are you doing? My bounty is only two or three thousand spirit stones, and I am a monk of Jiedan, you have to think clearly. ”

Zhao Lei smiled lightly and said disapprerovingly.

Li Budian withdrew his blade, his face was calm, and he looked at Zhao Lei coldly without saying a word.

Zhao Lei watched Li Sleepian take back the magic weapon, and felt that Li Sleepian was very interesting, Zhao Lei shook his head and smiled with emotion, but found that something was wrong.

As Zhao Lei shook his head, the blood line on his neck began to burst, Zhao Lei's eyes turned to shock, but it was too late, the break on his neck was as smooth and flat as a mirror, his head had slipped off, and he fell to the ground with a snap, rolling several times before stopping, and bleeding black blood all over the ground.