For a long time, Mu Chuan didn't say a word, and still muttered freely, as if he was considering the feasibility of this matter.

After a few breaths, Mu Chuan's voice sounded again: "It's okay for me to do this for you, a month later, you will come here with the Five Thunder Returning Talisman to wait for me."

The black-robed man smiled and said, "After that month, I'll wait for my brother's good news." Soon after he finished speaking, he heard footsteps coming from far and near towards the door.

Liu Qingyi controlled the little civet cat to turn over and jump off the door, dodged out of the patio, and went straight to the roof.

In the shadow of the roof on the other side, Liu Qingyi had a deep expression on his face, and said in his mouth, "Holy Sect? Five Thunder Returns? After a month?"

In the immortal kingdom, when it comes to the ability to make talismans, who can compare to the first holy rune sect of the Zhenguo, and the holy sect in the black-robed population is not the holy rune sect?

He was short-sighted, and when he thought that the Five Thunder Returning Talisman was a spirit rune that could fight against the powerhouses of the Three Yang Realm, he felt that it was indescribable, and he naturally thought of the Holy Rune Sect that was rich in all kinds of spirit runes, after all, there was really no sect that could be stronger than the Holy Rune Sect.

"In a month?" Liu Qingyi's heart kept turning thoughts, he was extremely greedy for the five thunder return talismans, thinking of the power of the small shield that Mu Chuan sacrificed with the spirit talisman in the Hanyuan Cave, if the five thunder return talismans were more than that, the temptation for him would naturally be greater.

Although wealth and wealth are in danger, Liu Qingyi has the idea of the five thunder return talismans, but he doesn't know how to snatch it directly. After all, those five thunder return talismans can fight against the enemy Three Yang Realm powerhouses, if they are used to bombard and kill the third-layer cultivators of the Tongyuan Realm, it should not be much of a problem.

Just because the soul chain was attached to the little spirit cat, he couldn't detect the cultivation realm of the black-robed person, and he knew that he could take out the talisman seal against the Sanyang Realm, and his own strength was probably not low, and he couldn't easily deal with it.

He had the experience of stealing the Great Coriander Sword Sutra in Juntian City last time, but for these things that caught his eyes, the idea in his heart was clever. Just wait for the five thunder return talismans to appear, so that the little civet will quietly take it, which is both labor-saving and trouble-free, why not?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingyi smiled secretly in his heart, "Hey, even if it's strong, I can't rob that black-robed man, can't I rob you Mu Chuan?" Another moment of thought: "January is still a long time, why don't you go back to Humiao Village first, go to the space at the bottom of the lake to borrow the Fire Heart Lotus to improve some cultivation, and then come back to have a look, and you can achieve more success."

He thought about it like this, took out the fire heart lotus flower from the spirit ring and put it in his palm to look at it carefully, only to see that the fiery red petals emitted a circle of brilliant halos, reflecting this small space in a red.

Early the next morning, Liu Qingyi left Bolian City and flew all the way to the southwest.

Bolian County is vast, crisscrossed by mountains and river valleys, and he was afraid of going in the wrong direction, so he escaped several times to ask for directions to nearby villages and towns, and it was not until noon that he flew out of the area of Bolian County and came to a village and town called Yuhe Town.

He was in the air at this time, and he was already dusty, and he was tired and tired. Thinking that he had not eaten a grain of rice for several days, and that he had been in a hurry all morning, his stomach was already empty. After a little groaning, he escaped and fell to a Bifeng Steep Gorge near the village and town.

Looking from afar, I saw a waterfall rushing out from the mouth of the gorge, like a silver horse hanging diagonally in the mountains.

Liu Qingyi stepped forward, sat on a boulder under the waterfall, raised his hand to release the little civet, and took out the spiritual food and dry food, while feeding the little civet, while eating the dry food, from time to time a handful of spring water from the mountain stream to quench his thirst.

After a break like this, he was about to get up and continue his journey, when he suddenly heard a sound of shouting and fighting from the mountain, accompanied by the crisp sound of swords clashing.

Liu Qingyi couldn't help but be surprised, this mountain stream is still a lot of distance from the village and town, it is almost noon at this time, who actually came to this remote mountain to fight and make trouble?

He summoned the little civet cat into the spirit ring, and his body moved, rising from the sky and following the sound.

In just a few breaths, over a waterfall and a dense grove of trees, a man-made forest plain appeared in front of me.

On the plain, the figures floated, two or three immortal monks who didn't know what sect were fighting, at this moment the spiritual treasures in the mountains were flying, the brilliance was surging, and the Yuan Li was swaying in all directions, and the trees in the forest fell in pieces.

"I said, how can there be a forest plain in this place, it turned out that a few of you did it, is this to be a free lumberjack?" Liu Qingyi smiled secretly, and threw away a few spirit judgments, and found that the few people who fought were all cultivators in the early stage of the Tongyuan Realm.

The two sides that were fighting, one of them was two gray-clothed men, one tall and one short, one on the second floor of the Tongyuan Realm and the other on the first floor of the Tongyuan Realm; On the other side was a burly old man with white hair and a long beard, who was a cultivator of the third layer of the Tongyuan Realm.

Liu Qingyi looked closely, and only felt that the white-bearded old man seemed to be a little familiar, and at this moment his face was covered with blood, a huge wound on his head, and most of his long silver-white hair was dyed red. Although he was defeated and retreated under the attack of the two men in gray, he never left a large position behind him.

"Huh?" Liu Qingyi was very strange, and when the old man turned around, he turned his head and saw a woman with a wooden coffin crouching on the ground in the grass a few steps behind him. This woman's body is full of spiritual power, and her breath is weak, and she is a female cultivator in the spiritual cultivation stage.

Seeing that the woman was looking down to the other side, and he couldn't see her face clearly for a while, he turned his head to look at the three people who were fighting. I guessed the origin of these people's immortal sects in my heart, and found that these people had never seen them in terms of clothing or exercises, and I couldn't help but think for a while: "Could it be a group of unsectarian cultivators who are killing people and grabbing treasures here?"

After seeing it like this, the more he looked at the white-bearded old man, the more familiar he felt, and he was a little surprised when he was forced by the two gray-clothed men step by step, "Why is it so weak? Where is this like the third layer of the Tongyuan Realm?"

After some inductive observation, he found that there seemed to be something wrong with the old man's body, which was originally the strength of the third layer of the Tongyuan Realm, but his Yuan power was only at the level of the second layer of the Tongyuan Realm.

At this time, I only heard the woman behind the old man shouting, "Ancestor, don't worry about me, you go quickly!" Even if I cut myself off from here, I will not let them succeed."

When Liu Qingyi heard this voice, she turned around in surprise and saw that the woman with the coffin was also turning sideways, and her face was right, but it was Chen Sui'er.

He couldn't have imagined that this woman came out of the Three Temples and was hit by himself here, so he couldn't help but turn his eyes to the coffin behind him, and guessed in his heart, "Could it be that this coffin contains the body of that Zhou Ji? As an immortal monk, this woman is so stupid that she carries a coffin for a mortal."

looked at the burly old man with white hair and long beard again, and suddenly remembered that this person was Chen Ling, the ancestor of the Chen family.

Chen Ling was a little powerless against the two gray-clothed men at this moment, in order to protect Chen Sui'er behind him, he had to sacrifice his life, and he was already covered in injuries all over his body, although he was still babbling in his mouth, his breath was getting more and more sluggish.

He was originally a third-layer monk of the Tongyuan Realm, but a few years ago, he was seriously injured and injured the Yuan Force Daoji, and his cultivation could only exert fifty or sixty percent of his strength, which was inferior to the ordinary second-layer monks of the Tongyuan Realm, and where was the opponent of the two gray-clothed men.

He received a message from the clan the day before yesterday, and learned that Chen Sui'er was imprisoned in the Three Temples, and when he heard that the Three Temples had sent someone to kidnap the child of the Zhou family, he was already crying out in his heart.

rushed all the way to Bolian County, but it was already time to move things, Sui'er was expelled, and Zhou Ji committed suicide, which turned out to be a game of chickens and eggs.

Chen Ling had no choice but to say a word of injustice, and escorted Chen Sui'er all the way to the coffin, just afraid that there would be any problems on his way back.

However, they were afraid of something, and the two casual cultivators who came from nowhere had already set their sights on Chen Sui'er, knowing that she was an outcast of the Three Temples, and they were afraid of attracting people's eyes and ears, but they didn't dare to do anything in Bolian County.

The two followed all the way here, and when they saw that they were out of the boundary of Bolian County, they forced up without any scruples.

The thirteen immortal disciples in the southern realm have always had a noble status, and these casual cultivators dare not fight the idea of these female disciples, but if they become outcasts of the immortal sect, it is another matter.

By coincidence, these two casual cultivators learned that this Chen Sui'er had been expelled from the Three Temples, and there was no sect behind him, so they naturally had some evil intentions and wanted to take him to refine it into a furnace for the purpose of collecting and supplementing. If you can use one thing for two purposes, and then squeeze some Xianmen Gong cheats, it will be an unexpected gain.

It's just that before the two of them could make a move on the woman, an old man from the third layer of the Tongyuan Realm came to stop them.

When the two of them saw it, they had great scruples in their hearts, and they were intended

retreated, but unexpectedly, after some fighting, he found that the old man was just a silver-like wax head gun, and he couldn't help but become more and more courageous, and threw his previous intention to retreat out of the clouds.

The ancestor of the Chen family fought for a few breaths, and was attacked by the two of them, and under the exhaustion of his mind and body, he was cut off his shoulder by the short man with a pair of short knives without paying attention, and one arm was missing, spilling a large piece of blood, and he sat on the ground with his head up.

The two of them were about to step forward and kill him, but unexpectedly, a purple-clothed man appeared in the field, holding a purple ring, and with only two clicks, he knocked all the spiritual treasures in front of the old man away.

The two of them paused and looked at the person suspiciously, and the tall man in gray had already said in a trembling voice, "Are you ...... Disciple of the Heavenly Beast Sect?"

At this time, Chen Sui'er on the side had already pounced in front of the ancestor of the Chen family, and said miserably, "Ancestor, why don't you leave? Do you have to die before you? ......" said that he had already torn off the sleeve of his robe and bandaged the wound on his broken arm.

Liu Qingyi turned a deaf ear to the gray-clothed man's question, and when he heard Chen Sui'er's voice at this moment, he sighed again and again in his heart.

He was sunk, and when he watched from the sidelines, he knew that the ancestor of the Chen family had been fighting for a long time, and he was already running out of oil. At this time, he was hit hard, and his body was supported by one breath, and if there was no extraordinary treatment, I am afraid that his life would not be long.

He sighed that the Chen family had suffered repeatedly in the past two days, and it really became a house leak and it rained overnight. That Zhou's family was destined to break Huangquan, separated from Chen Sui'er's mother and son, and several efforts were both tricks and fetal medicines, and they wanted Chen Sui'er to cultivate immortals, and now all the efforts have come to naught, how can it not be embarrassing.

Chen Ling was dying at the moment, still struggling to get up, and suddenly saw a person blocking in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder, "Are you ......?"

Liu Qingyi picked up his sleeves and swung back, and said lightly, "You rest first, I will take over these two people."