Hundreds of feet is the height of dozens of floors, falling from the roof of the building, the result can be imagined, naturally falling into the mouth and nose bleeding, brain bursting.

Although Chen Mo was far away, he could also see that whether it was a rope or a person who took the initiative to slide down from the stone wall, they were all people from the rivers and lakes, and among those gang members, there was a qi practitioner who stood there and did not move, obviously, they were the masters, and the others were brought by him to collect the thunder stones.

Qi practitioners are richly dressed, and they naturally have a compelling extravagance. These people can bring many good people to come over, and the family is naturally either rich or expensive, Chen Mo even deeply understood the four words of wealth and law that the old madman said, of course, these could not change Chen Mo's desire for the pursuit of immortality, not only was he not depressed, but he became more and more enthusiastic. Facing difficulties and advancing in the face of difficulties, we can show the true character of heroes.

Those noble sons and brothers are not all in a hurry to send people down to the valley. More people were still standing above the valley, pointing and making various arrangements. The realm of the noble son's brother is generally above Chen Mo, the second and third phases of qi training abound, and there are even those with the fourth phase of qi training, as for the higher realm, Chen Mo guessed that there may be one, but with his current realm, it is difficult to see. He has learned the trick of breathing, and others may not have learned it. The best way to truly perceive the true state of a monk is when they make a move. As soon as he made a move, the realm was naturally revealed.

Chen Mo observed for a long time, and when the darkness slowly swallowed the earth, Chen Mo was like a lone wolf, heading in the opposite direction of the valley. His figure fell in the eyes of the others, and everything he saw was sneered. These sons and brothers came to Qiwu Mountain, like Jia Heng, more than once, they also brought many good players in the rivers and lakes before, but they returned in vain, and now seeing that Chen Mo is just alone, he has already concluded to Chen Mo in his heart, this person must have felt that it was hopeless to collect Lei Guangshi, and took the initiative to leave.

As Chen Mo walked, he took out a small bottle from the package, and poured some powder on the ground every once in a while. The area of Qiwu Mountain is not small, and those who come to the mountain at this time are not all coming to the thunder stone, at least eight or nine times out of ten. In the opposite direction of the falling flower stream, there is no figure in sight.

Under the bright starlight, Chen Mo saw a puff of low bushes, he didn't approach, but sat down cross-legged, thinking about what to do next.

He didn't rush to practice, Lu Qingming protected the Fa for him last night, and he firmly remembered it in his heart. Although Chen Mo didn't know much about the knowledge of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, gradually, he also figured out some dangers. Only by avoiding risks and quietly maximizing one's own interests can it conform to Chen Mo's consistent style of doing things. To put it simply, it is to make a fortune in a muffled voice, quietly enter the village, don't shoot a gun, and be able to prostitute for nothing, which is naturally the best.

As for the fighting method, Chen Mo also has his own opinions. What can be solved with his brain, he will never use his fists. Right now, even if he wanted to use his fists, he couldn't. After all, he was only in the first phase of Qi training, and he collected thunder stones in full view of Luohuajian, not to mention that he might not be able to collect them, even if he could collect ten thunder stones, he would not be confident enough to easily escape from under the noses of those people.

If you can't take it openly, you can only come secretly.

As for obtaining the Thunder Light Stone, Chen Mo thought about the possibility of operation when he was observing it in Luohuajian. Since Thunder Stones only fall during thunderstorms, collecting Thunder Stones doesn't necessarily have to be solved at the bottom of the valley. Standing above the valley, there is also the possibility of operation.

As for the thunder and lightning energy contained in the thunder light stone, Chen Mo also seriously thought about countermeasures.

Chen Mo sat there, motionless, his entire body melting into the darkness. In a short period of time, he thought about the whole process of collecting thunder stones, stopping others from intercepting, and then getting out smoothly several times, every step, he was thinking about possible accidents, as well as his own countermeasures when accidents came, and all the plans were completely formed in his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of Chen Mo's mouth.

I've thought about everything I should think, and whether it can be done or not depends on the will of God.

Maybe providence is what the old madman calls luck.

In the days that followed, the sky was blue like a dome, and from the top of the hill you could see patches of fields, babbling rivers, birds flying freely, and the villages scattered around seemed to be skillfully unintentional, but sometimes the smoke curled up, adding a bit of life to the quiet nature, there were farmers walking in the fields with shovels in their arms, and shepherd boys sitting on top of the ploughing oxen, their bare feet dangling on the back of the oxen. It is really a picture of the country and the mountains, and the scene of people swimming in the painting.

On the valley of Luohuajian, there are also many people looking into the distance. A square-faced middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe and wearing a jade waist suddenly chanted a poem, "Look at the blue sky from afar, and see the grass green from close." Where is the fairy pavilion hidden, it makes people feel sad. ”

Before the middle-aged man finished chanting the poem, the group of people who brought it applauded one after another.

"Zhang Xianren's martial arts can level the world, and Wen can govern the country and the country, if the garrison hears such a wonderful poem by Zhang Xianren, he will definitely have to drink a few more cups tonight," a sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked servant stretched out his thumb to Zhang Qi, and shook it in front of Zhang Qi's eyes. Zhang Qi's father was a garrison of Qingyang County, and he was a military general who led the troops. Since Zhang Qi entered the Qi training period, he has always regarded himself as an immortal, and even his subordinates know that they use immortals to pat his ass.

Zhang Qi listened to the flattery of his subordinates, without the slightest embarrassment, and laughed proudly.

"God it would have rained earlier," someone in the group next to Zhang Qi spoke.

"What's so good?" Someone deliberately answered.

"Earlier, it is best to be successful, and if it can't be done, you don't have to listen to those bullshit nonsense," the person who spoke in front naturally understood the meaning of the person who pulled the talker, and immediately cooperated.

The two of them also laughed as they spoke, and their tacit understanding was incomparable.

"The surname is Liu, are you going to work against me?" Of course, Zhang Qi knew the point of the two people's words, and his face immediately sank.

"Hey, you're funny, you are only allowed to recite poetry, and no one else is allowed to speak?" The two men laughed enough, and immediately fought back at Zhang Qi.

"Okay, okay, don't say any more. Don't forget what we're here for. Brother Zhang, Liu Lang is not compensating you, the subordinates are not sensible, you don't have to be knowledgeable with them, there is a way to fight with snakes and insects, for snakes and insects, and for dragons and tigers, and for dragons and tigers, Brother Zhang, do you say yes? Out of the crowd came a boy and brother, with a sword at his waist, a folding fan in his hand, a smile on his face, and his words were polite, but he was secretly sharp.

"Also, your family is also a prison officer, and you can't hire a good person with good conduct, and I don't have the same knowledge as you," Zhang Qi was really not stupid, and immediately heard the meaning of Liu Lang's words.

Liu Lang was about to sneer at each other, but he heard someone not far away shouting excitedly: "Hey, it's dark, it's dark." ”