Chapter 15: The Cruel Cultivation Realm
It is said that the city is more than ten miles away.
"Big brother, that kid doesn't seem to have the slightest intention of stopping?"
"Nonsense, he found out about us." The person who spoke frowned slightly, "But this kid is not a first-level condensation, but a seventh-level condensation." β
"Seventh? That's okay, I was careless before, and big brother, you broke through to the middle stage of foundation building before, and you can still let him run. β
Upon closer inspection, it was found that this person was the middle-aged monk who had fought against Mu Feng before, and although the face of the person next to him seemed to be much younger than him, it was very similar.
"You're too slow, get on my flying sword."
The speed of the two of them did not decrease but increased, and they chased straight towards Mu Feng.
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Mu Feng's divine sense retracted, and his brows furrowed.
When Yucheng and Lin Qing were reminiscing, he found the two.
As early as after meeting the two monks in the cave, a man and a woman, Mu Feng always shrouded his divine consciousness in the surrounding ten zhang in order to avoid this trouble.
Later, when he learned that he had been rewarded, he expanded the scope of his divine vigilance to the maximum extent that it did not affect him.
"How did they know my whereabouts... If I had been followed, the other party would have come directly when I was cultivating in the cave, but I had waited until now..."
Mu Feng's speed couldn't help but add a few more points, although now his cultivation has increased a lot, and he can also use a few magic weapons, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with that middle-aged monk, but there is still a foundation building monk beside the other party.
You must know that even a monk who has just built a foundation is several times stronger than a monk at the thirteenth level of condensation.
"The distance has been shortened..."Mu Feng frowned slightly, it was already the fastest speed of his imperial sword's flight, but he was still chased by the two.
After hesitating for a while, Mu Feng fell directly downward.
In his opinion, if it goes on like this, it will be caught up sooner or later, and it is better to prepare in advance than to fight temporarily.
What's more, he doesn't dare to guarantee that he won't attract more monks if he keeps escaping, and he still has a killer weapon to hide, so he shouldn't be easily defeated.
In the glade, Mu Feng took out a grain of qi gathering and swallowed it, then closed his eyes slightly, adjusted the state to the best, and slightly observed the surrounding terrain and waited for the two to chase after him.
About half a pillar of incense, a sound of breaking wind came, and the two fell at the same time.
"Boy, you're quite able to hide, but you've been hiding for half a year."
Mu Feng opened his eyes and looked at the person who spoke, "It seems that you don't have a good sense of proportion. β
The middle-aged monk was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed and said, "Haha... Discretion? A milky hairy boy who has not dried up talks to Lao Tzu? When Lao Tzu cultivated, you were afraid that you were still in your mother's womb and were not born. β
"I'll ask you a question."
"Go to the underworld and ask..."As the middle-aged monk spoke, his hands suddenly pinched, and a flying sword flew towards Mu Feng.
Seeing this, Mu Feng instantly used the magic technique to the extreme, and while dodging the talisman, there were no bells and whistles, and he used his palms and blows his palms together, and several boulders the size of Zhang Xu smashed towards the two of them.
The middle-aged monk felt a little bad when he saw this, although he had been defeated by the same move before, but at that time, he remembered that Mu Feng could only control at most two boulders that were one person high, but now, it was still extremely easy to control so many boulders at the same time.
"Humph!" The white-shirted man beside the middle-aged monk snorted lightly, and then with a wave of his hand, several flying swords flew towards the boulder.
Bang...
With the sound of explosions, the boulders exploded and turned into tiny stones.
"Why panic when children play tricks."
Mu Feng saw the boulder burst, but he was not in a hurry in his heart, and as soon as his mind moved, a small tripod appeared in his hand.
Without the slightest hesitation, he threw Xiao Ding into the air and pinched the trick with both hands.
I saw that the size of the palm-sized small tripod instantly skyrocketed dozens of times, and then a golden light shrouded down from the sky.
The white-robed monk's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body shook with afterimages, which appeared outside the golden light in an instant, but the middle-aged monk didn't seem to be so lucky.
"What a magic weapon is this... Big brother, save me... This magic weapon is a little weird, it's sucking my spiritual power! The middle-aged monk wanted to escape from the shroud of golden light, but found that the spiritual power in his body was rapidly draining.
"Oh?" Hearing this, the white-shirted monk showed a greedy look on his face, "It can actually devour spiritual power, it seems that it is at least a medium-grade magic weapon." β
I saw the white-shirted monk flick his fingers, and a drop of essence blood flew out, "Burst!" β
As soon as he spoke, the essence blood suddenly exploded outside the golden light mask, and an invisible wave of qi spread.
The smoke dissipated, revealing a middle-aged monk whose breath was slightly wilting in the clearing.
The white-shirted monk frowned slightly, and with a flick of his fingers, an elixir flew out, "Useless thing." β
The middle-aged monk hurriedly picked up the pill and swallowed it, and then crossed his knees to breathe.
Mu Feng saw that the golden light was broken, but there was still no change on his face, "Two, why do you have to kill them all like this, we have no grievances." β
"No grievances?" The white-shirted monk smiled contemptuously, "It used to be like this, but before you hurt my brother, even snatched his storage bag, and now you seriously injured him, do you dare to say that there is no injustice or hatred?" β
Mu Feng didn't know what to say for a while, but he felt that the face of the person in front of him was thick enough, obviously they did it first, but now they are beating upside down.
"Presumably I don't need to introduce it, but I don't know what to call the two fellow Daoists?"
"Liu Hao of Tibetan Wind Valley, it's my brother Liu Cun lying over there." Liu Hao pointed to the middle-aged monk who was still pranayama on the side.
Mu Feng hugged his fists and said: "Liu Daoyou, I don't know if this matter can be stopped?" After hurting your brother, I can compensate some spirit stones, what do you think? β
"Oh?" Liu Hao looked at Mu Feng with interest, "Then I don't know how much you are going to compensate?" β
"I don't know if it's okay with 10,000 spirit stones?"
Liu Hao was stunned when he heard this, can a kid in the condensation period take out 10,000 spirit stones casually?
"Yes, take it."
Mu Feng saw that the other party seemed to agree, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and with a thought, a storage bag appeared in his hand and threw it directly at the other party.
Liu Hao took it and looked at it with a smile behind him, "Hehe, I don't see that Daoyou is quite rich, I heard that it is a member of the Xuantian Sect?" I don't know if the You family is also an immortal cultivation family? β
Mu Feng waved his hand and smiled: "Hehe, that's not it, and I have already left the sect in Xia, now it's just a casual cultivation at most, Liu Daoyou, since the matter is solved, there are other important things in Xia, so don't go through it again." β
As he spoke, Mu Feng stepped on the flying sword and was about to leave.
However, the next moment, Mu Feng suddenly felt a chill behind him, and subconsciously turned sideways.
At the same time as Mu Feng turned sideways, a red flying sword slashed through his throat.
Mu Feng looked back at Liu Hao, and a cold light seemed to emerge in his eyes, "Fellow Daoist, what does this mean?" β
Liu Hao laughed, "Haha... I've long heard my uncompetitive brother say that you are afraid that you are a chick in the cultivation realm, but I didn't expect it to be so naΓ―ve, what? Do you really think that you can send me away with 10,000 spirit stones? I thought that your family background was a little rich, and the family would be an existence that you couldn't provoke, but it was just a casual cultivation. β
"If the Taoist friends are dissatisfied, they can increase it in the next year, but if the Taoist friends are so rebellious, is it the demeanor of a person who has lost the Tao?"
"Huh?" Liu Hao was stunned for a moment, and laughed out loud again, "Poofhaha... Oh, I'll go, how naΓ―ve are you? Is it difficult for your master and elders to achieve it, didn't they tell you about the cruelty of the cultivation realm? Increase Spirit Stones? You are only the seventh layer of condensation, I am a foundation building monk, it is easy to kill you, not only can you get all the spirit stones in your storage bag, but you can also bring them back to receive the reward, why not? β